Harry Potter’s Morning Light

   Chapter 174

Batty Crouch, the fake crazy-eyed man, has been helping Harry pass the Triwizard Tournament. On the surface, he looks like a good guy. Who would have thought that the trophy was turned into a door key, and Cedric and Harry were both Teleported to the cemetery, Wormtail and the Death Eaters arranged the things needed for the resurrection ceremony first, and then just waited for Harry to throw himself into the trap.

  On the contrary, it was the "guardian angel" who didn't want him to win very much and was finally discredited. It was really good to him. It's a pity that Harry likes the kind and kind teacher, best to be like Lupin, and Severus Snape is the kind of person who hates him and feels helpless to him. His face only needs to darken. All people who see him will become as gloomy as him. Only a fool will have nothing to do to make him happy at this time.

He is very angry now, but he is still within a controllable range. It's just that under the threat of such mixed demonic pressure, no one dared to speak loudly, and he didn't even dare to breathe too much. It made people feel stomachache, and Hermione Granger might regret why she didn't go back to the Burrow to eat.

  "When did you become friends with the Dean of St. Mungo?" Pomona asked boldly. He actually lent him all of his private banquet hall.

   "It has nothing to do with you." He said blankly, and took a sip of wine from the crystal glass.

  Draco glanced at everyone's faces, and then continued to slice the chicken on the plate. Neville ate the potato salad without any distractions, and everything seemed normal.

   "Neville, does Lavender live in the castle now?" Pomona turned her eyes to her little angel.

   "No, I let her live in the greenhouse. She takes care of the plants for me and I pay her salary." Neville chewed and said, "Her parents are both Muggles. If they go back, they will be harmed."

   "What will happen when she transforms?" Hermione asked.

   "Professor McGonagall gave me a box, which is so deep that she can't jump up even if she becomes a werewolf."

  Pomona had heard of that box. It was used by the real crazy-eyed Moody of Barty Crouch Pass. How did that kid catch the first Auror?

   "Why don't you put her in the responsive room?" Hermione said sympathetically, "A box, she's not a pet."

"Impossible. Magical creatures are forbidden from entering the Room upon Request." The Dark Lord opened his mouth. "Previously Dumbledore planned to make Lupin transform there, but no matter how he turned around, he couldn't summon out the door, so he let him scream. The shed transforms."

  "Why?" Miss MasterCard asked.

   "How do I know." Severus asked with a dark face.

   "But werewolves can enter Hogwarts from the Vanishing Cabinet." Draco added, ignoring his godfather's already stern face.

  "Are you dating Lavender? Neville?" Pomona changed the subject with a smile.

   "No, we are friends." Neville said stupidly, "She needs shelter. I can't let her live on the street."

  Pomona and Hermione looked at him admiringly together, this young man in a sweater is a real knight.

   "Then why did you suddenly find that you can't control her?" Severus said with a smile, as if he had an answer in his heart.

   "Her temper is getting more and more irritable, I don't know why?" Neville said in confusion, "especially when I talk to students."

   "I think you are referring to female students in particular, right?" Severus said with a smile.

   "How do you know?" Neville opened his mouth in surprise.

  Including Draco, everyone was speechless to this dull, round-faced youth.

   "A Willwolf, do you think Hannah Albert can deal with her?" Severus looked at Pomona's joke in a good mood.

  If the next generation of the Longbottom family is a mixture of werewolves, Pomona has no doubt that Mrs. Longbottom will permanently possess her soul on her portrait like Wolfgar, and then issue a curse.

   "Draco trained Occlumency after the meal, and you, Hermione." Pomona was chewing broccoli in a bad mood.

   "What about me?" Neville asked.

   "You and me." Severus Snape said, "I teach you how to fight."

  "When they finish practicing, practice your healing spell Draco on Neville." Pomona looked at her godson again, "Did you practice well in the hospital?"

   "Yes, godmother." Draco said with irritation.

   "And your patrol, Hermione practice first, she will go home at night, you are behind her."

   "Why am I busier than at school now?"

"That's because you are too lazy in school. Don't think I didn't see you often bullying the lower grades with Gore in the hallway." Pomona pointed a fork to his nose. "That Gryffindor often carries a camera. Child, why do you always look at him not pleasing to the eye?"

   "Maybe because he is a fan of Harry." Hermione joked while eating.

   "Shut up, Granger." Draco said rebelliously, "This is all how many years ago."

   "What about your snake-like voice? How did you say it?" Pomona continued to ask.

   "Where is my rune snake?" Draco said tit-for-tat.

   "Take charge of your godson." Pomona asked Draco's godfather for help.

   "Do you think I have forgiven you?" He said with a chuckle.

   Seeing Pomona’s slumped expression, Draco smiled triumphantly, seeming to feel that he had found a backing.

   Pomona has a hunch that he will not leave tonight, and a big escape will happen soon. Why is he not nervous at all?

  For Hefpaff, who loves to chat and party, this kind of quietness is simply a prison, but it is a pity that Pomona dare not provoke him now, he is still angry.

  A pure friendship between men and women is like a beautiful dream. Hermione and Ron have both come together. She seemed really naive in the past.

   "Granger, can Charlie deliver the dragon on time?" Severus asked suddenly.

  Pomona instantly understood that Severus was going to spray the werewolves with dragon flames.

  She suddenly felt compassion for the werewolves who were about to attack Azkaban. The last time they were besieging Hogwarts, they met with basilisks, and they will leave a shadow when they see reptiles.

   "He said it was okay." Hermione said.

"Dragons are not used to guard the golden eggs. Fortunately, Kingsley is not a fool like Fudge." After eating almost, Severus suddenly leaned over and kissed Pomona on the lips, then stood up and was still eating. Neville's collar lifted up. "You're too fat Longbottom. Just enough."

  Pomona glanced at her vigorous "beast" and then at the handsome but too thin Draco, and she suddenly became eager to win. She wanted to cultivate an outstanding talent to compare with him.

   "We are going to war with werewolves, Draco, how much do you remember about the way of distinguishing werewolves?"

   "There are so many books."

   "Hermione, do me a favor and teach him how to be a fake Jin Jialong like DA."

   "Godmother!" Draco complained again and again.

"Oh, do you feel tired? Hermione did it when she was sixteen. She is not only busy with DA but also with her own schoolwork. Is your grades better than her?" Pomona continued to point her fork. His nose "You are so many years older than she used to be, why can't you do what a little girl can do?"

  Draco glanced at Hermione again, the Muggle girl was waiting for him to ask him with a look of pride.

   "Please help me." Draco said with a disgusted face, deliberately not looking at Hermione's side.

   "No problem." Hermione took out her embroidered bead bag, and took out the quill and parchment paper. "Let’s arrange a schedule first to see when you and I have the same free time..."

  Looking at Hermione who was regaining her temperament, Pomona was infinitely relieved that this is what she should be.

  Some people in this world are suitable to be housewives, and some are suitable to be leaders. Forcibly placing incompetent people in their desired positions will not only fail to exert their strengths, but will also be a bad thing.

  Fudge really killed a lot of people, among them the saddest is the noble son Sirius, he was so stupid that Sirius led Azkaban to escape from prison.

  (End of this chapter)