Harry Potter Morning Light

Persecutions about witchcraft vary slightly from place to place.

In Salem, for example, the first accused "witches" were three women of low social status, a slave girl, a young woman, and a woman married to a worker. The accusers were Betty, a 9-year-old girl, and Abigail, an 11-year-old girl. If no one would believe the two children, but people at the time believed it, and even one of the accused women also admitted After all, "knowledgeable" people know that if they do not admit it, they will definitely be beaten into tricks, or tested by "drilling water", so "confession" will be easier.

Then there are the nasty women, like the landlady, who always threatens to evict the tenants for non-payment of rent, and doesn't care if the tenants are left homeless on the streets. In fact, a widow whose husband died, the rent was her only income.

If being starved to death is an existential threat, then living on the streets is also an existential threat. Jack the Ripper looks for targets on the street, and women are safer hiding in houses with walls. The reality is that someone threatens you with survival, asking you to hand over all your money to meet basic survival needs, just like food prices increase during a famine.

It feels terrible to be held hostage, but many people can't wake up for a while. The banker doesn't really want to realize the family dream for the borrower, nor does he really want the house, he just needs a collateral, and if the lender doesn't pay, he can sell the house to someone else.

What he wants is money and interest. If the house can't be converted into money, the "poor man's home" is meaningless to him. He lives in a mansion with a beautiful sunset view and a swimming pool. His garage is bigger than Harry's when he was a child. The houses on Privet Drive are all big, could he move in and live there?

The key to the rules of the game is that the wage-earners continue to invest money in repaying their mortgages. If the wage-earners stop repaying their loans, the wage-earners will be displaced and homeless, and the animals drinking water along this "canal" will also have no water to drink. So they must do everything possible to ensure that the "water source" is sufficient.

Those customers with stable jobs, higher incomes, and stable repayments have the highest credit ratings, such as Fernon Dursley, but such customers are limited and will be snapped up soon.

Then there are some people with stable jobs but low income, such as Mrs. Filch and Pince, who have become their "targets" for open source.

Filch is a squib, hated by the students at Hogwarts, and his income is naturally not as high as that of the professors.

Although Mrs. Pince is a witch, she is just an annoying administrator, and her income is also not as good as that of a teacher, let alone the dean.

However, they are married, have a family and need a house, and they cannot continue to live in the school.

In the wizarding world, goblins don't have the concept of real estate yet, because the population of wizards is rare, not to mention that some people can even live in a place like the Burrow. They just pray wholeheartedly for the death of the wizarding family, so that all the money the wizards left in Gringotts will belong to them, the Potter family almost died, and the huge wealth almost belonged to them. Te was not happy to live with them at all, and he later gave birth to an heir, so this level of unhappiness should be added to the "more".

With a family, the precarious single life of the past is over, and Filch doesn't have to live with a cat all his life.

It was a new beginning for Filch, and he even left school with Mrs. Pince for the holidays in France.

But if Mrs. Pince disappeared, all of this would be in vain. Of course, he didn't have to worry about getting a loan to buy a house. He could still live in the administrator's dormitory at Hogwarts and continue his previous life.

There are risks in everything, and passing on risks to others is actually a game of drumming and spreading flowers. This sense of security is false.

However, what Severus didn't expect was that Mrs. Pince would disappear in the library, which seemed quite safe.

Severus asked Haji and Felix to find Monica, who in his opinion was in a more dangerous environment. But things have already happened, and it is useless to refuse to believe that even Hogwarts, which is known as the safest, is sometimes invaded by Death Eaters.

The key is to find a way to correct it.

Severus went back to the table, took out a compass, and opened the lid to reveal the base of the compass, with a silvery hair that seemed to be glowing inside.

That belonged to Pomona, who was in St. Mungo's Hospital in full veela form, not looking scary, but like a big fairy.

She had been hiding alone in the Shrieking Shack on homecoming day, and she'd asked him how he'd found her, and Severus had lied.

Point-me can only point to the north, and he made this little prop out of the hair she gave him, which can track and indicate her direction.

Now Severus took out the hair, put it in the test tube, put Mrs. Pince's hair in it, and then put the lid back on. After a quick spin, the compass pointed straight southeast.

He raised his wand and walked in that direction, stepping lightly.

He had checked that row of bookcases before, and there was nothing abnormal, but the compass still pointed in that direction.

"She's not here," said a woman behind him.

Severus turned around immediately, only to see a woman standing behind the bookshelf.

She was dressed in 18th-century women's clothing that resembled witches' robes, and she wore an ugly hat covering her hair, exactly as she was painted in Marie Antoinette's final portrait.

"Is she safe?" Severus asked in bewilderment.

"What kind of security do you mean?" the woman asked.

"Is she hurt?" Severus asked.

"I don't get hurt more than I do, and everyone hates me," the woman said.

Severus couldn't figure out how to interface for a moment.

"This is not my home, I want to go home," the woman said.

"You want to go back to Versailles?"

"I don't know if I should call that place home," the woman said, "but I don't belong here, they put me here without my consent, just like the woman who slept in my bed without my consent bed."

"You mean Josephine? Because she slept in your bed in the Tuilers?" Severus asked.

"I don't know who she is," the woman cried, "I just want her to leave immediately."

"What do you want?" Severus asked.

The woman didn't answer, but the bookshelf shook and the book fell to the ground.

"Pick up the one on the top," the woman said.

Severus looked at the pile of books on the floor, the top one was beautifully bound, it didn't look like it was affordable for ordinary people.

"What do you want from me?" Severus asked.

"Put it back where it belongs and I'll tell you who attacked her."

"Okay, I promise you," Severus said. "Where do I put it?"

"Don't ask what you know," said the woman. "Last time I saw two English women go in by mistake. They almost became his prey."

"You mean those two female teachers who saw you at the Petit Trianon in 1901?" Severus asked. "The two of them even wrote a book called "The Adventure" about it."

"Do you remember how they described us?" the woman said arrogantly. "They actually said we looked like wax figures."

"I think they're talking about the two they saw at the door," Severus said. "You're still pretty, in bright summer clothes and a white hat that shades the sun."

"I like to wear nice clothes," said the woman. "It's hard to tell which one is the most painful for me."

Severus didn't answer.

"He wants to manage the colony with polygamy like the ancient emperors." The woman said, "An English woman is necessary for him."

"I don't think a female teacher can do him any good." Severus said coldly, "He should propose to the Princess of England."

"He did marry a princess, but she brought him no firm ally either," said the woman. "No one is fascinated by the splendid visions he paints anymore. People lose faith in him. Only the blind believe him. will defeat the whole of Europe armed against him."

"That's a pity," Severus said. "Now all of Europe has given up its arms to others."

"Do you want him to win or lose?" the woman asked.

"He shouldn't touch something that doesn't belong to him," Severus said.

"You too," said the woman, "Sires Black..."

"Don't say that name!" Severus cut her off, growling angrily.

"You were also like that that day. When you heard the name, you got excited and left the house." The woman said indifferently, "You haven't learned your lesson yet?"

"she is mine!"

"Then you shouldn't be guilty, you were like a cat whose tail was stepped on just now."

"There are so many British female teachers, why is she!" Severus curled his fingers as if he was about to strangle someone.

"You can also give up and start a new life." The woman said, "Lily, I remember that was his condition."

Severus froze.

"Tell me what's on your mind?" the woman asked.

"Irma the stinking undead sent to kidnap?" Severus said.

"There is no evidence to say that you are a hostage in the UK, and you will earnestly perform the contract." The woman said lazily, "Although you will not default on debts, you often break your promises, and you will get epic rewards for escaping."

"That's because the French surrendered first!" Severus said angrily.

"What about the American Revolutionary War?" the woman asked.

"We don't want to imagine you, France, sacrificing ourselves for America." Severus retorted.

"If he wasn't a king, he'd be a good locksmith," said the woman. "Put that book in the room where he makes locks."

After speaking, the woman left.

Severus tried to follow her, but the woman disappeared between the next bookshelves.

So he turned around again, looked at the book that fell on the ground, and used the floating spell to float the most beautiful book on the top.

It was a manuscript with plans for locks, one of which was a salamander.

It looked a lot like the salamander ring Voldemort had given Severus.