Harry Potter Morning Light

Even with Quidditch, the atmosphere in the school is still very dull, like there are countless dementors hovering over the school, and to make matters worse, there is a Ministry of Magic official who is sneaking around, trying to find the legend Creatures that pose a threat to young wizards.

After Severus pulled the Mandrake out of the pot, he immediately put it into the prepared ice water, and the cry of the Mandrake shattered the ice.

After it sank into the water, it kept trying to struggle, looking like a drowning person, trying to swim out of the water.

This scene was shocking to watch, and Pomona didn't know whether to stop him for a moment, but the mandrake struggled for a while and then stopped moving, and then Severus lifted it out of the ice water and held it carefully before his eyes. look up.

The ice water washed away the remaining soil on the mandrake. This kind of mandrake infected with "dancing acid" had many red spots on its body, which looked like patterns of flames.

"Very good." Severus praised, "It's what I want."

"What do you want this advanced broad-spectrum antidote for?" asked Pomona.

He remained silent, and replanted the mandrake back into the flowerpot.

Pomona poked fun at himself, looking at buckets filled with ice water.

"Our neighbors need it," Severus said quietly. "It works great for spider bites."

"You mean the centaur?" asked Pomona.

"A spider bite isn't fatal, but it's annoying," Severus said.

Pomona believed that the centaurs should have a cure for the eight-eyed spider's poison, but she didn't say much, as she mentioned something that shouldn't be said just now.

"How's your Whomping Willow?" Severus asked.

"What do you want?" Pomona asked warily.

He seemed to be thinking about how to speak.

"What do you want from it?" Pomona asked.

"A little leaf." Severus smiled falsely. "And maybe some bark, too."

Pomona didn't think it was a problem, not a "flesh wound" to the Whomping Willow.

"Okay." She readily agreed.

"Have you ever been to the Shrieking Shack?" he followed up.

"Yes," said Pomona quietly.

He didn't speak for a long time.

"What for?" She pretended to be stupid and asked back.

"Do you know what Lupine is?" he asked.

Pomona said nothing, she looked into Snape's eyes.

"You know." He said firmly.

"What do you want?"

"You know Animagus?" he pressed.

"No," said Pomona distractedly.

He looks angry.

"You don't know Animagus, and you're still close to him?"

In fact, she can also transform in other ways, but she doesn't want him to know.

"Do you find it annoying?" he asked.

"No," Pomona said. "I know you care about me, and thank you for your kindness, but those things are in the past."

"If you are really friends, you should remind him that Barnaby's uncle is hunting people like him everywhere."

"I'll pay attention," said Pomona, her heart too heavy to smile as she did with Sirius and the others.

Severus fumbled for something to say.

He is such a person, lacks a sense of humor, and is rigid at a young age. It is impossible to expect a place full of laughter with him.

If he goes out with a girl, nine times out of ten he'll screw up the date and think he's boring.

"I have a question," Pomona said.

"What's the problem?" he asked as if he had been rescued.

"What kind of poison can be poisoned after a period of time after drinking. I didn't say one or two hours, but one or two years later." Pomona said.

He was very confused.

"Have you ever seen Botticelli's The Birth of Venus?" asked Pomona.

He recalled it and nodded.

"The Venus in the painting, her name is Simonita, and it is said that she is the most beautiful woman in Florence." Pomona said, "She married into the Vespucci family when she was 16 years old. The political marriage of the family, the Vespucci family obtained the asylum of the Medici family, and the Medici family obtained the iron ore mining rights of Piombino. One died, even their servants, and Simonita said, 'All will not be spared, because we have all drunk'."

"So you're asking me what kind of poison kicks in a year or two after I take it?" Severus asked.

Pomona nodded.

He began to think. In fact, she didn't want the answer that much, but she just didn't want to be silent.

"Who do you want to poison?" He said suddenly.

"What?" Pomona asked in surprise.

"Otherwise why are you asking this?"

Pomona carefully read his expression.

"Are you kidding me?" she asked after a while.

He narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Haha." Pomona laughed dryly, but he really didn't understand where his laughter was coming from.

"Is this the only one that made it?" Severus asked.

"No, there are more."

"Take me to see."

"Yes, sir," said Pomona gruffly, leading the way without complaint.

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Ron is actually very good at chess, and that is one of the few places where he can beat Hermione, but he rarely asks Hermione to play chess who can't beat him. Instead, Hermione thinks that he can beat Ron to challenge, and then Lost land is not left behind.

Many couples in Pomona, the man would deliberately lose to the woman occasionally, wouldn't it be nice to let her win once?

"General," Severus said, checkmate her king with the castle.

There was chaos around the chessboard, they were all pieces that had been torn apart, but for wizards, a restoration spell could make them usable again.

"Stop playing!" Pomona said angrily, she was not being lazy, she just didn't want to clean up the chess pieces.

"How about saying 'I lost'?" he said triumphantly.

Pomona stuck out her tongue at him.

The chirping of insects in the wild sounds very romantic, but it also means that there are insects everywhere, and she needs to prepare the deworming medicine.

As a strand of incense was ignited, the smoke slowly dissipated, and the sound of insects gradually disappeared, and everything around was so silent that the sound of breathing could be heard clearly.

He came behind her, hugged her gently, and said nothing.

It's like a cluster of small fires, slowly boiling the contents of the pot, whether it's soup or potion, they all make a gurgling sound.

She leaned in his arms, closed her eyes, and relaxed all over.

She felt that this kind of atmosphere was very peaceful, but others might not feel that, especially those who were very lively. There was laughter everywhere so that they could not feel the feeling of loneliness.

The man who proposed to Fitzgerald saw that she could bring him peace, but if Fitzgerald agreed to marry him, he would go into his noisy world, and he would not Willing to leave his noisy world.

In contrast, the Muggle husband of the founder of Ifrmoney College was willing to go far away from human habitation, and together they built the new wizarding school.

In her eyes, love is not just happy and sweet, but Rohart's love is so, full of chocolates, love letters and pink, his Valentine's Day at school is a disaster.

"It's getting late, go to sleep," Severus said.

She had no objection, it was indeed late after a game of chess.

"Would you like some sleep potion?" Severus said, "to save you from nightmares at night."

She instinctively said no, she felt that she would not be affected by his nightmare.

Then he drank it himself, and soon fell into a deep sleep in bed.

Pomona waited until he fell asleep before trying to close his eyes.

She hopes that she can sleep peacefully like a child, even if there is no sweet dream, it is already a kind of happiness for her.