Harry Potter Morning Light

The entrance of the underground study is located behind the mandarin duck jasmine bushes planted in the No. 1 greenhouse. It is just a very simple movable plank, without any disguise except for a layer of soil on it, so it is relatively easy to find.

Next to the mandarin duck jasmine is a clump of dracaena. In fact, it is not appropriate to call it a tree, because it is essentially an agave, although it looks like a tree.

It is native to Morocco. The dark green leaves are red at the tip, and a milky white juice will flow out. It is very spicy, and it will cause burning pain when it falls directly on the skin. After all, it is not real dragon blood. Drinking the potion produces a similar sensation to tequila.

Like mandarin duck jasmine, it loves the sun, so it is arranged in a greenhouse. Although mandarin duck jasmine likes humidity and high temperature, dracaena is more drought-tolerant, and its requirements for soil are the same as mandarin duck jasmine, and fertile and loose is the best.

Another drought-tolerant succulent plant, Huoji, grows on the high mountains of Africa. The greater the temperature difference between day and night, the brighter it is. It likes the sun but likes low temperature, drought, and barrenness. It is planted with sumac, not all cacti. All must stay together.

It may be because she is really worried that the diet of Hogwarts will make her figure out of shape, that is, after Victor Krum, Fleur Delacour also started the morning exercise of the Black Lake, the difference is that she did not run along the lake , but jumped into the lake in a bathing suit to swim. Since then, the number of boys who got up early in the morning began to increase.

She would come to the lake in a silver satin dressing gown, falling unhindered like quicksilver along her smooth skin, forming a heap at her feet, then raising her feet and tapping the water with her toes, like It is to test the water temperature, and then slowly walk into the lake and start swimming.

Veela's long silver hair will move automatically in the absence of wind, and will spread out in the water, covering Furong's body. After landing, she will gently wipe her hair with the bath towel she brought, and the crystal-like hair on her graceful body Bright water drops.

Many boys have been taught by their friends and girlfriends, and they are forbidden to go to Furong to swim, but it is useless. Many people in the school have cameras, and they can be viewed as photos after they are taken.

Draco Malfoy also had a camera, which he had bought in third year to photograph Buckbeak getting his head chopped off, only to be dismissed after being punched by Hermione.

He didn't want to go to shoot Fleur either, since he was turned into a ferret by Moody in public, he has restrained a lot. While everyone else was having a great day, he was always morose, looking at Harry like he was thinking bad ideas.

But Pomona doesn't have time to worry about that much now, firstly because the third project is getting closer, and secondly because Severus, she doesn't think Albus will be happy to know that she started dating him and Sincere wishes.

The dean must be single, and a single can be the dean, which is the same as a seminary. But teachers can live outside the school. The earliest Screaming Shack was the dormitory for female teachers. They can also get married, which is different from the seminary.

If you can't accept this rule, you can resign. There will be many people who want to make up for it. Severus will never leave. If he leaves, he will lose Albus Dumbledore's protection and may enter Azkaban at any time.

So be clear, impulsivity is the devil, and adults should behave like adults.

"Back to the way it was before." Pomona whispered, drank a glass of blue potion, and then sat beside the console.

Hellebore is poisonous and can cause symptoms ranging from dizziness to cardiac arrest, but again it depends on the dosage.

Although hellebore syrup is also sweet, it is not a sugar syrup. When concocting the morning glory potion that can exchange sounds, it is necessary to continuously heat the syrup until the water turns into water vapor and the liquid turns thick yellow.

She had run out of palliatives, and she was embarrassed to ask Snape for them. After drinking this glass, she might go to Diagon Alley to buy some.

Soon, the feeling of uncontrollable heart beating disappeared, and she became calm, as quiet as a corpse.

She moved her fingers and found that everything was normal.

"How are you?"

Pomona looked up and saw that it was either Fred or George—only one of the twins now, and he was looking at her.

"What are you doing here?" Pomona asked.

Fred or George looked surprised.

"Your voice really resembles Professor Sprout."

Pomona cleared his throat immediately.

"What are you doing here?" she said in a thin voice.

"Same as you," Fred said, shaking the test tube in his hand. "Looking for something sweet."

Pomona noticed that instead of hellebore syrup in his hand, he held hendelion syrup.

"You're going to make a love potion?" Pomona asked.

"Wow, that's a really good guess." Fred said with a smile, "but you guessed it wrong, what I'm going to concoct is a powerful love potion."

She couldn't believe that he said it so loudly.

"It's a dangerous potion and it's not allowed in schools," Pomona said.

"Why are you so strict." Fred put the syrup in his hand into the dragon leather fanny pack, "Like an old nun."

Pomona pouted because Fred had hit the mark.

"Something interesting to show you," said Fred, taking the fireworks out of his pocket, and began the show in front of Pomona.

The fireworks were beautiful, but more importantly, Fred's smile was contagious, and her mood soon became less depressed.

When the fireworks were about to go out, it returned to Fred's hand, and then he turned his palm, and a red rose appeared in his hand.

"Here you are," Fred said with a smile.

Pomona somewhat understood why Angelina agreed to Fred's invitation to attend the Christmas ball.

"Thank you." She accepted with a smile.

"Would you tell me now, who pissed you off? Boyfriend?" Fred asked, sitting next to Pomona.

She didn't know how to answer this question.

"Have you seen Wuthering Heights?" Pomona asked Fred.

He shook his head in confusion.

"It's a Muggle novel." She briefly told Fred the story.

"So who is he? Heathcliff or Linton?" asked Fred.

She wanted to say Heathcliff, but then she thought she did not despise him, and she was not Catherine.

If anyone is more like Catherine, it's probably Lily, because Heathcliff still loves her even after she dies.

"Do you know the flower language of narcissus and wormwood?" asked Pomona.

"You tell me, Professor," Fred said jokingly.

"My remorse and love follow you to your grave...you're no good at Muggle novels, what about wizarding fairy tales?"

"Sounds scary." Fred pretended to be afraid.

"The second of the three brothers, he asked the God of Death for the resurrection stone, and resurrected his beloved girl, and then..."

"I know what happened later." Fred knocked on her forehead. "Why are you just thinking about these things?"

"Then what do you think I should think?"

"Interesting thing, where are you going for the summer vacation?"

Pomona tilted her head and thought, it seemed like she hadn't left Hogwarts for a long time, and she stayed at the school during the summer vacation.

"I've been to Egypt and it wasn't as interesting as I thought it would be, and there was only one waiter serving us."

Pomona remembered that when Harry was in the third grade, the Weasley family won the prize to travel to Egypt and visited Bill by the way. She didn't say that they didn't enjoy better services because they were poor.

"Have you ever climbed a pyramid?" Pomona asked.

Fred began to talk about what he had seen in Egypt so much that he wanted to go to Pomona.

That's when she remembered the letter Albus had given her, which she could have given Severus as an exchange scholar.

"You're thinking about him again?" said Fred suddenly.

"No." Pomona denied, her heart beating again.

"He's lucky," said Fred, "to have a girlfriend like you."

Then Fred or George skipped away, as if away from her, a figure exuding a gloomy air.

This is the person who really lives in the sun, dazzling enough to attract everyone's attention.

In fact, she could understand why Severus liked Lily, and if he could give up the idea that "power makes people happy", they would be together.

As long as he does not desire power, he will not be immersed in black magic, nor will he pursue knowledge so much, as a Muggle said, knowledge is power.

Was it just Severus Snape like that, or the genius who knew more spells than half the seventh graders when he started school?

People like that wouldn't attract Pomona's attention. She still liked smart boys, and she hated Rohart no matter how good-looking he was.

"I'll see how the mandrake is doing," she muttered, leaving the workbench.

Before leaving, she remembered to take the pink dragon leather earmuffs. The students didn't like to use them, so they became exclusive to Pomona. It was just an earmuff, so why fight for it?