Harry Potter Morning Light

As the Quidditch World Cup approaches, almost all the news in the Daily Prophet revolves around the two teams that have reached the finals.

Minerva looked beaming and festive, but in this area she and Albus had more in common.

"I'm sorry, Professor, that you can't go to the game." Albus said apologetically.

"Never mind, Albus, the school and the Triwizard Tournament are more important now." Minerva said briskly. "By the way, I heard the Severus match is over?"

Pomona looked at the empty teacher's table, it seemed that Head Slytherin was absent from today's "breakfast meeting".

"Severus won't be free for a week around the full moon, Minerva, if you want his help," said Albus.

"No, I just want to remind him not to forget his duty." Minerva glanced at Pomona meaningfully. "The puzzle he set involves the second level."

In fact, Pomona had already had breakfast, so he also pretended to take a sip of black tea at this time.

"Come with me," said Albus, and stood up.

"I think he meant you two," Minerva said, looking at Feliway and Pomona.

So Pomona and Felicity also left the table, and followed Albus out of the auditorium.

The tall Albus deliberately slowed his pace so that he and the two shorter Headmasters could walk around the school at a comfortable pace.

I don't know what is going on on the other side of the Quidditch pitch, and the children's shouts can be heard from a long distance away.

"What are you going to do today? Professor Sprout." Albus asked casually.

"I'm going to the library in the morning, and Severus and I have an appointment to go out in the afternoon," Pomona replied.

"What about you, Felius?" Albus asked.

"I made a promise to Pomona that if students have questions, they can come to my office anytime," Feliway said. "I'll be on campus all day today."

"Now is the holiday, you can arrange your own life." Albus said briskly, "especially this year's summer vacation is so short."

Pomona and Felix both smiled and didn't answer.

"Like our old friend, Slughorn." Albus said, looking at Pomona. "I heard he was at the witness meeting at the Ministry, wasn't he?"

"Yes." Pomona replied immediately.

"How is he doing?" Albus asked.

"It's normal." Pomona replied firmly.

"Hmm~" Albus said playfully, "That's where he's smart."

Pomona and Felix looked at Dumbledore with strange eyes, but he continued as if he didn't notice.

"Horace is an excellent teacher, knowledgeable and humorous, but too partial to gifted students." Albus said in his trademark calm, restrained and intelligent tone. "He probably didn't realize that the real Tom Riddle was not Not in the way he appreciates it."

Pomona and Felix kept silent together.

"I hope that next school year, you can devote more energy to teaching, although I know that you all have other tasks in the Triwizard Tournament."

"Of course." Fei Liwei immediately said, "This is professionalism."

Pomona secretly despised Felix, but said, "Yes, principal."

"No, that's not what I expected," said Albus. "It would make no sense if Hogwarts became the kind of British school you see everywhere. I hope that when students arrive at Hogwarts, they not only feel like they are back At home, you can still feel novelty every day.”

"I think they will fully feel it next semester." Fei Liwei said with a face of sincerity.

"Since Harry Potter entered school, every school year has been a novelty for us." Pomona muttered.

"What I want to say is that Professor Remus Lupine's teaching method has a lot to learn from. You can make some changes."

"Should I also put a Boggart in the Charms classroom?" Feliway asked.

Pomona chose to remain silent.

She thinks that herbalism taught in a greenhouse is not as "English teaching everywhere" as Charms taught in a classroom.

"I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable, Felius, I just think there should be some creativity in teaching, not just to encourage students to use their creativity, but also for teachers, the new self-study you proposed That's a good way," said Albus, then looked at Pomona "What's your suggestion, Professor?"

Pomona gasped.

"I'm going to take care of the guests!" Pomona snapped, "making them feel like they're at home."

"I don't think you need to, since Beauxbatons and Durmstrang don't live at Hogwarts Castle," said Albus.

"what why!"

"Hogwarts is still the safest place in the world." Feliway said, "except for some 'little accidents' that happen occasionally."

"Speaking of safety issues..."

"Where do they live? A tent?" Pomona interrupted Albus hastily.

"The principals of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons will be accompanying me, and I think Karkaroff and Madame Maxime will make their own arrangements," said Albus.

"How many accompanying teachers are there, and will they teach in the school?" Fei Liwei asked.

"No……"

"So, the students of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons will receive a year of 'English curriculum' in our school?" Felvi asked, "I think it's better to let these foreign students adapt to our teaching without delaying their courses. It's already challenging, especially since the contestants are all over 17 and they're graduating soon."

"You don't want to make changes?" Albus asked.

Pomona didn't know whether Albus was talking about her or her and Felix, and kept silent.

Fei Liwei seemed to think so too, and didn't answer the question.

Albus sighed.

"I know that you all prefer talented students, but you should also know that even some seemingly mediocre students have their own advantages. I hope you can dig out more of their excellent qualities and cultivate them. Quality is not assessed in the teaching program."

"You're right, Albus," said Felix. "I see what you mean."

"What about you, Pomona?" Albus asked.

"I'm thinking about the ability to read people's hearts." Pomona said in a bad mood. "How can I recognize a person who deliberately deceives me?"

Neither Albus nor Felix spoke.

Dumbledore is like that, wanting everyone to have a "fair" chance at education, whether he's a werewolf or she's a veela.

But she has also seen some children who would not eat this way or that way, and asked their parents to chase their children to feed them.

She doesn't think it should be forced. Maybe the children are really not hungry after the meal. It's better to run to the kitchen to get something to eat after they are hungry. Anyway, the Hogwarts kitchen is not fortified. The house elf will satisfy all his needs Require. In this way, he doesn't need to be "forced" to sit at the table at a fixed time, eat with people he doesn't like, and affect each other's appetites.

"How's Mr. Longbottom?" Albus asked.

"He learned to take a taxi," said Pomona dryly.

"Should I pay attention to Mr. Longbottom too?" asked Felix.

"No." Dumbledore said firmly.

"Then I'll go back to the office first." Feliwei glanced at Pomona, then bowed and left.

After Fei Liwei walked away, Pomona was left alone to face the majesty of Albus.

"How is your maze design going?" Albus asked indifferently.

"I'm going to the library to look up materials." Pomona also said angrily.

"Look at what?"

"Mountain-moving curse, I want to make the whole labyrinth float." Pomona said forcefully, "It's impossible to make the trees leave the soil, walk like animals, and keep them sane. Don't force others!"

The Santa-like Dumbledore looked about to lose his temper, his burning blue eyes reminding her of Sauron, the tyrant from Lord of the Rings.

"It's what you said. It's your choice to be who you are. Adults know they have to be responsible for their actions. You can't afford everyone's life. You're just a principal."

"Pomona."

She heard someone calling herself.

"Time to go." Severus said softly.

"I promised to stay with him this week." Pomona looked back at Dumbledore. "You told me to keep your promise."

Albus said nothing.

So Pomona bowed to him and turned to leave.

"I thought you were different from the others," the White Wizard said after her. "You believe in fairness and justice."

"Tom said the same thing," Pomona said softly, and then he couldn't turn his head to think of the Slytherin head who was all in darkness.