Harry Potter Morning Light

Even after drinking the wolfsbane potion, the moonlight transformation is not foolproof. When Harry was in the third grade at the exit of the Shrieking House, Lupine suddenly transformed, and he was irrational. He even wanted to attack Ge The Ryffindor trio, with Severus Snape keeping them behind.

"Maybe he's not as bad as I thought." Dumbledore, who saw the scene from Lupine's memory, wore half-moon glasses and said to Pomona with a smile, "He overcame his fear."

Although the old bat in the Pensieve was still pale with fright, he stood in front of the three students himself, and Pomona's face turned red.

That time when Sirius took him to the Shrieking Room, he was so scared that he was so weak that he still had his wand in his hand at that time. Now he is bare-handed, but still remembers his responsibilities, and protects the child behind his back. Even if he is not handsome, he is not brave, and he even forgets the spell, but this reflects his truest essence.

"Has he moved your heart, Pomona?" Dumbledore said sternly, she felt a little angry and didn't want to stay in the headmaster's office anymore.

"You can't do this!" Pomona pulled her unruly hand out of the patient's blouse. "We are in a hospital now, not a hotel!"

Severus was still groping around her like a starving dog, soaked in soup, as if he wanted to invite her to lose her mind together.

She is still in the transformed form of the attack at the moment, not to mention beautiful, she still looks terrifying. When he took off the blouse, there are still a pair of wings inside, which are the same as those of the elves, but covered with scales, which are used for flying.

"Please... stop!" She begged with tears in her voice, the transformation state was the last thing she wanted him to see, who would want her lover to be a monster.

"You're not helping, Pomona." Snape said, shaking, gritting his teeth, "Don't talk to me in that voice."

He closed his eyes and stopped, but the banshee became interested in this human wizard, and his soul should be delicious.

Feeling hungry, she sucked his memories like Three Broomsticks butterbeer through a straw.

There are good and bad memories in these memories, she thinks they are all delicious, she wants to know more stories about this person, she wants everything about him.

Then she returned to the headmaster's office again, and Dumbledore was not as amiable as he had seen before, standing with his back to Severus, looking at the Pensieve.

"You call me, Headmaster." Snape maintained his aristocratic etiquette, standing erect with his hands behind his back.

"Yes, Severus." Dumbledore turned slowly, with a smile on his face. "Have you had a good summer vacation?"

"You know, it's still the same, social dance or something." He imitated those aristocrats and put on a scene.

"The Minister of Magic and I mentioned you, he has a deep impression of you, the youngest master of potions, the inventor of Wolfsbane Potion, and the youngest headmaster in Slytherin history, but he doesn't understand why you are still Not married, can you tell me, this old fool, why you didn't choose a noble lady to start a family?"

"Principal, I think it's you who said that the Dark Lord will come back again. Given my past experience, I don't think it's appropriate to start a family too early. Besides, didn't you let me keep an eye on Harry Potter?"

"What do the nobles think now about what Harry said?"

"The vast majority of people don't believe it. They think that he is lying to gain attention. After all, it has been four years since he returned to the magic world and nothing has happened. I believe that you have more reliable channels to obtain this information than me. ,headmaster."

"Yeah, it's exactly what you said, but there's a party that neither my friends nor I can get invited to, only you can go to, and the news there is what I want most, you know what I mean Which party? Severus?"

Dumbledore's eyes, even through the half-moon glasses, still look sharp.

Severus understood, but didn't specify. "That's why you took me into school? For this day?"

"I see your talent, Severus, you're going to be a master of potions. I just happen to have a greenhouse here that is rich in herbs. Why waste it? Now that Lupine is not at school, you don't need to take time off Dispensing medicine for him is still the same as before, until you find a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, how do you plan to arrange the remaining free time, what is your next goal?"

"I'm still looking."

"Don't stop pursuing the truth, Severus, especially since you still have such a high talent, if you don't want to start a family, just focus on teaching and research, maybe one day you will sit in my position, Become the youngest Headmaster of Hogwarts."

"Thank you for your appreciation, Headmaster."

"Go back, Severus, it's getting late."

Severus turned to leave.

"Don't be stupid, Dean, witches are often bewitched by love, you have to keep a clear head, the reason why the love potion is named because it has the effect of love and seduction, don't let your will lose to them, wizard .”

After hearing Dumbledore's last words, Severus left the headmaster's office, and Pomona fled first to avoid being discovered by him, and returned to St. Mungo's with the changing light and shadow in front of her.

"Are you really planning to kill me, Pomona." Severus Snape slumped on the chair, looking half crying and half laughing. "You used the Imperius Curse on me?"

"I don't." Pomona pulled up the quilt to cover her body.

The light coming in from the window is very warm, and the wings on her back are fully spread out, but the ferocious face on her face gradually disappears, and finally restores the beauty of Veela mixed blood. She is always fifteen or sixteen years old, with flowing gray hair, With water-blue and silvery eyes, it looks pure and dreamy, making it hard to believe that she really exists.

"I finally know why Dumbledore hid you." Severus looked at her intently and said, "My elf."

"Who is more beautiful, Lily or I?"

"Why do you care about this, anyway, you didn't seduce me with your beauty." The head of Slytherin stood up and reached out to pull out a strand of her hair. The gray hair was shining with silver, just like unicorn hair.

"Severus, aren't you afraid of bad luck?" Pomona touched her head, where her hair was pulled out just now.

"Even if I'm unlucky, I'll admit it." He took out a test tube from the space bag, then put the hair into the test tube, held it in his hand and admired it slowly, with a dimple on the corner of his mouth.

"Aren't you worried that it will expire as quickly as Fenrir's blood?" She leaned over to look at the hair that originally belonged to her.

"No problem, I have a feeling that you are as pure a creature as a unicorn."

"You forgot, I almost ate your soul just now."

"The more beautiful it is, the more dangerous it is. For the sake of taking such a big risk, please give me some rewards, senior sister." He said as he pushed forward.

"Don't do this, this is a hospital."

"What are you worried about, Draco is guarding the gate..."

As the voices in the room faded away, the voices in the corridor became clearer and clearer. Draco, who had been eavesdropping outside the corridor, sneered, "I said there was something wrong with the two of them, but Longbottom didn't believe it. What a fool." fool."

He found a place away from the door and sat down, took out a book and started to read. As long as he concentrates, he will not hear anything. The premise is that the person making the noise is not too loud. Even if he hears it, shhh, you didn’t hear anything .