Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 145 Relax

In the 1970s, the most popular dance in the Muggle world was called disco, which came from the French discothèque, which meant those dance halls that played recorded dancing music. Disco music repeatedly induced rhythm impulses in the human body with exaggerated strength and weakness. The dance steps are more free and you can play according to your personality. DISCO had existed before World War I, but it was not as crazy as it is now.

   "Let's jump together! Goragon!"

  After finding the radio in the preparation room of No.1 Conservatory, Lily started to dance to the disco. She called it dancing, but Pomona didn't look at it at all.

   "Are you going to dance together, Severus?"

  The greasy Slytherin boy gave them a cold look, and continued to nest on the window sill to read the book Where Are the Fantastic Beasts.

   "You don't seem to have a pet yet, do you?" Pomona asked. Lily has an orange fat cat.

   "My dad is not allowed to keep it." Severus said while flipping through the book, "Besides, I don't want ordinary animals as pets."

   "Then what do you want?" Rather than dancing with Lily like going crazy, she wants to talk to him about magical animals.

   "Can you give it to me?" He didn't take it seriously at all, and said with a sneer.

   "I think so." Pomona looked at him seriously. "I know a lot of friends."

  The thin, big-nosed boy raised his head in the warm sunshine, looked at her in surprise, and gradually smiled on his indifferent face.

   "Stop." She pushed back the sweaty man.

   "You know I won't stop." Just after the exercise, the beast with a muscular body exuded heat and smiled his mixed-blood Veeva wife on the sofa.

The sun in Godric’s Valley was as warm as the warm autumn sun that day, but the boy had become middle-aged. He actually looked like Tobias, but Pomona felt that he would not be happy to tell him. He even wanted to look like Irene.

   "I will get pregnant again sooner or later when you are always like this." She pleaded mournfully. She really felt that now is not a good time to get pregnant.

   Saying that caused him bad memories, and he immediately became serious.

The witch when she was pregnant was very weak, and she couldn’t even recover two or three years after giving birth. Now is a critical period of change. She doesn’t want to be a burden to him. As for whether she has a chance in the future, she doesn’t know. After all, she is not a human being. His age has not changed much.

  She felt that Hagrid had changed a little, and maybe she had changed very slowly, so she didn't notice it.

  "Do you remember that night?" His current angle made her very uncomfortable. Pomona could only tighten her neck. Perhaps he had already seen her double chin.

   "Of course." There was another smile on his face. "It was a magical night."

   "Just like that time, you can do whatever you want, as long as you don't take the last step."

  In fact, she thinks it may be because he is indifferent and doesn't know what to do next, but this kind of thing cannot be said.

  The self-esteem of men is extremely fragile. For the sake of continuation of the race, women, lie.

   "I know you still remember it." He leaned over and said triumphantly, "Do you like it very much and want to do it again?"

"Professor, we both wrote a pure children's book into an adult magazine. Don't you feel uneasy in your conscience?" She beat him hard, because she felt so good, she couldn't help but beat it again. Leave the child to our parents!"

"They threw their children to us. They spend two months with their children in the summer vacation a year. Who do you think is more irresponsible?" The hotel is full of people."

  Harry Potter is an innocent teenager. He kissed girls most during school. That little **** Draco had already tasted the forbidden fruit.

Witches have a laissez-faire attitude towards this kind of behavior. Early marriage and childbirth can maintain the continuity of the race. Now a lot of pure blood has disappeared, but the problem is that many couples will not come together in the end. Those witches who are pregnant with children are very sad. Up.

  Teachers can't control the students' off-campus behavior during the winter vacation. Parents don't know what their children are doing at school. This is the time when various problems arise.

It is possible that girls are pregnant, or it is possible that boys join pure-blood parties such as Death Eaters. Other parents wait for their children to return to normal life after puberty, while their children have been living in this hell. Mona remembered that she had spent more than 20 years in her life like this, and suddenly felt that it was a miracle that she hadn't gone mad.

   "Are you worried that Slughorn can't control the pure-blooded students?" Severus asked.

   "A little bit." She held his face and said, "He is not as grumpy as you."

   "Damn it." He lost his interest at all, and just sat up. "Old Slug's academic ability is good, but it's too profitable. It's unreliable to rely on him."

  He lost interest in Pomona but wanted to seduce him, drawing circles on his arm with his nails.

   "Relax and come to me."

   "You are really an evil witch, I'm thinking about something very serious."

   "You can relax and think, the inspiration may suddenly flash." She pulled him over, "Relax, you have been stretched for a long time."

  He was lying on her body, as if he had no strength all over.

   "I hate those stupid kids."

  She doesn't hate it, she is quite stupid herself, Pomona thought.

   "Why do they always make stupid choices."

   "Butter beer." She said suddenly, "I haven't drunk Hogsmeade's Butter beer for a long time. Do you remember the first time I took you out for a drink?"

  "The time when I went out from Honey Baron?"

   "That's the time, the first time you and Lily drank that mustache on your lips." She put a finger on her lips.

   "You still want to trick us into eating cockroaches. That thing is disgusting. Why do you want to do it?" Severus looked disgusted and puzzled.

   "That's the tradition." The cockroach group was originally organized, but it became a kind of candy without knowing it.

   "What about the jelly slug?"

   "Aren't you fooled?"

"Lily almost ate it, oh, I think of Ron Weasley again." The former dean of Slytherin looked unbearably looking back. The red-haired Ron and Lily had the same colored hair. He wanted Cursed Draco, because the wand broke into two pieces, and then...

  "Are you deliberately not giving him the curse or not?" Pomona asked.

  "Why didn't you tell him when you saw it?" Severus asked rhetorically.

   "I think it's funny to see him eating the consequences." In fact, she was also afraid of causing fire to her upper body. In case of cursing him, she would spit out slugs herself.

   "If I tell you, I saw that Mary in the dormitory with Lily was tortured by Death Eaters. It's very interesting. Would you think I'm a bad person?" He said suddenly.

"In this turbulent era and environment, if you accidentally live and say a wrong sentence, you may die here. To be alive is a gift, so every word and deed, every action must be careful and careful. Do it, I don’t like Mary’s big self-righteous mouth either."

   "That movie called The Godfather again?"

   "Yes, that's right, but I think Mary should be a lesson. The Death Eaters' methods have gone too far. You shouldn't be happy."

  "So, what should we do to be happy?" He asked, arrogantly, otherwise.

   "Let's go to the movies." She deliberately pretended to be foolish, "You take the shower first."

   "I'll talk later." He bullied himself and pressed him over again, "Let me warm your cold heart first."

As her scorching breath gradually stunned her sanity, she thought before she sank, maybe she should let that Muggle radio stop playing the Rolling Stones and don’t stop this song, she really wanted to stop, stay. In the most beautiful teenage years, I didn't grow up in my entire life, but the child would eventually become an adult, and the man rubbing against her at this moment is not the one who can be satisfied because of a pet stab.

  (End of this chapter)