Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 1040 The destination of the magic wand

   "I want to drink Coke!" Jan Felix said aggressively at the table.

   "Wizards drink pumpkin juice." Pomona was on the other side of the table, and she yelled at him without retreat, "Muggles don't have the habit of drinking Coke early in the morning."

  "You nonsense, the kids I know drink Coke in the morning."

   "You can make up, sir, I am not an ordinary wizard, I don't know how Muggles usually live!"

   "Good morning." Severus, who came back from the run just now, kissed Pomona on the cheek with the smell of sweat and the haze of the forest.

  "Where is the jam I want?"

  Severus put the paper bag with strawberry jam on the table.

   "Drink too much Coke and you will get fat!" Pomona watched Severus return to normal waist circumference and said, "No girl likes short and fat boys!"

  Felix was speechless with anger, and finally sat at the table and bit the bread like a beast.

  Pomona chased Severus and left the restaurant.

  "How does it feel to run in the Alps in the morning?" she asked stupidly.

   "Very good, you can also try."

   "Hahaha, except for Quidditch athletes, which Hefpaff do you see in the morning run?"

   "Are those girls chasing Victor count?"

  Pomona was speechless when asked by the old bat.

   Victor has the habit of running around the Black Lake in the morning, and the girls get up early in the morning and run with him.

  Even if Harry does not have the title of savior, it is not unattractive. She once heard the girls comment in the greenhouse that he just got off the broom and looked "sexy" after exercising.

Many girls like Draco’s skinny man who can see the ribs, but there are also girls who like the kind of sporty boys. They don’t like the smell of sweat, but the flexible and smart side that they show in sports. .

   In short, Pomona kissed the old bat before he went to take a bath. After the kiss was over, she returned to the restaurant as if floating in the clouds, Felix looked at her with contempt.

   "What are you doing?" she asked fiercely.

   "Nothing, what are we going to do today?"

   "Wait a while." Pomona looked at the open window in the kitchen and the bird stand specially used for the crows to stand. There was a plate on it, and some crumbled bread sprinkled on it.

  I don’t know if Voldemort will take a bite.

   "Edgar said you are going to find a way to get me a magic wand." Felix chewed on the bacon. "How about getting one for me today?"

  Germany is not far from the Alps, so it is not very difficult to buy a magic wand.

   "Could you tell me why the dance floor was built?" Pomona asked Felix.

   "The Dark Lord said there will be many guests here in the future."

   "Did he say who it is?"

"If you have a question, you can ask me instead of asking the child in a roundabout way." Voldemort's voice sounded in her mind, and she looked at the bird rack just now, and a black and purple crow was standing on it. , Its eyes are blood-red.

"What do you want to do?"

   "You will know when the time comes." The crow threw the wand in his mouth into the plate "You try this wand."

   "Is this for me?"

  "Aside from beech, have you used a wand made of other materials?" Voldemort asked.

   "It's great to use my current root, Felix needs it more than me."

"Before the old wand, guess what the wands of Grindelwald and Albus Dumbledore were?" Voldemort asked again. "Black walnut has a quirk. It likes masters with insight and keen intuition, but can't stand them. Self-deception, once the owner can’t face his own heart, it will not be able to use it normally. In that century’s decisive battle, the White Wizard had to raise his wand to his former lover. It was a contradiction, but he still won. Wo releases water, but because the old wand has never belonged to him."

  Pomona's mood suddenly fell to the bottom.

   "Even if you become handsome, if you still talk to girls like this, no one will like you." Pomona stuck her waist, aggressively facing Voldemort. "Can't you be cute?"

   "I found a cave in the valley where the magic wand was stored. I guess it was the wand left by the loser who challenged the maze before." Voldemort said indifferently, "You can take that kid to pick it out."

   "You let him use a second-hand wand?"

  "With these wands, there is no need to register or be tracked by the trace. He can use magic at will."

Voldemort waved his wings and flew away. Pomona didn't touch the wand, but Felix ran to take it. The wand sent a spark in his hand and shattered the feeding plate. .

   "It's not for you." Pomona said blankly.

   "Why did that crow hold it?" Felix gave Pomona the wand.

"Owls can always find wizards, and crows have their special features, such as sticks and shiny things. Ravenclaw College at Hogwarts means Raven's Claw. The crow just now is ours. Pets."

"what?"

  "We are now disguised as Ravenclaw. It is normal to have a crow as a pet."

   Felix was still confused, but he was forcibly pushed back to the restaurant by Pomona, and Pomona was in a daze with the magic wand.

This is a silver linden wand, which is very suitable for mystical magic such as prophecy and dementia. Voldemort is the master of dementia. Maybe he was not so comfortable with Pomona’s beech wand, so he got it for himself. A new magic wand.

  The consequences of using a wand that is not suitable for you are unpredictable. It may be that you cannot use magic smoothly, or it may be wiped out by the magical power generated by the "weapon except you" like Voldemort and Harry in a duel.

  Pomona’s original wand has been with her for decades. She never thought of using a new one. She still feels the same way with this beautiful silver linden wand before her eyes.

  She hopes to return to England and participate in the war between werewolves and humans, but Voldemort doesn't think so.

  She always thought that she was Sam in the Lord of the Rings, but the situation before her seemed to be striding in Saruman's direction, perhaps because of this, Dumbledore did not teach her the spell of the gargoyle.

  You can stay away from the darkness by rejecting the darkness. Once you start to accept it, then people are easily tempted by the power of darkness and eventually fall into the darkness.

  She picked up the Slytherin locket on her neck and looked at it. She is Hefpaff, why should she bring Slytherin jewelry?

  This reminded her of the nameplate on the neck of a cat and dog, with its name and the owner's name written on it.

  The smell of sweat still left by Severus still remained on her body, which reminded her of those lingering moments.

  Occasionally they hugged each other to sleep, and when they did nothing, she felt very happy and peaceful, which was actually quite good.

  If old fools and old lunatics can live in seclusion like them, then they will not come to a hostile ending.

  Similarly, if the two of them can continue to live in seclusion, regardless of people and things outside, they can also live in peace.

  Compared to this luxurious manor, she prefers the house in the wasteland, because there are only two people in it, and this place will become the place where Voldemort meets his allies.

   "Boom Rumble"

  Thunder sounded outside the window, and the sky was so dark that it looked like it was about to rain.

   "It's going to rain, it seems we can't go out today." Pomona put down the magic wand and looked at Felix.

   "Then what are we doing today?" Felix repeated the previous question again.

   "How about I teach you dancing?"

  "You mean grandpa and grandma only waltz?"

   "No, another kind of dance." Pomona smiled and said, "Edgar is an excellent dancer."

  Felix showed a confused expression.

   "You are destined to become a war mage, Jan Felix."

   "But you are not."

  "The coach is not necessarily a boxer, and a connoisseur may not be able to paint."

  "When did we go to the sinkhole to explore?"

  "When I said I was ready, it was ready, now, finish your breakfast!"

  Felix obediently began to gobble up, but he still didn't want to drink pumpkin juice, even if he was almost choked to death by dry bread.

  Let us see who is more stubborn.

  Pomona looked at Felix with a smirk. She looked gentle and kind, a kind-hearted witch.

  (End of this chapter)