Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 203 Birds

Pomona believes what Frank said, it’s better to eat sweets when she is in a bad mood, so whenever she is in a bad mood, she tries her best to make sweets, so that the Malfoys lend them a place to live. The sweet smell of cream and cake is the same as the smell of three broomsticks.

  As for why Pomona is so angry? Anyone who sees that mother use her life to protect, but the kid who doesn't take his own life seriously will be like her.

Old Gryffindor decided that Harry was Voldemort’s Horcrux because of a prophecy, because at that time her task was to protect Neville, a Longbottom boy who was like a dumb gun. She just wanted to prevent him from becoming a werewolf. Forgetting how terrible Animagus's sequelae were, she had drilled the horns like the old Gryffindor, and what was even more shameful was that she loved Navier more than Harry Potter. She spent much longer with Neville than Harry, and although she had protected him in the dark, she had barely had any contact with him except in herbal medicine class.

  She hates the feeling of being concealed, but she hates herself who is dazzled by love. What were you doing Pomona when Harry was in third, fourth, and fifth grade? Lily did her mother’s responsibility. Although you did not become Harry’s godmother, you are also equivalent to the godmother. You promised her to let Harry live, but he almost died once. If it weren’t for the Deathly Hallows to protect him, the consequences would be more serious. .

   "Syrup pie, colorful sundae, Christmas cake, let me think about what else." Pomona desperately recalled what other foods that house elves often said the savior liked to eat.

   "What is she doing?" Hannah sat on the sofa in the living room, looking at Pomona with an incredible face.

"Leave her alone." Severus was sitting on the sofa drinking slowly. He wouldn't drink when he was on alert. The wine was just a display in his hand. Now he should feel so relaxed that The devil's aura on his body has become even stronger.

   "If you want to know, you should know better than me, professor, you are the legendary man who came back from the dead."

   "How did they pass it?" He smiled sarcastically.

"Someone confuses you with the mysterious man. Tom told me that anyway." Hannah Albert drank the Caibao sundae in front of her. "He is seriously injured now and is in hospital in St. Mungo. Together with those injured in the attack."

  "Who is in charge of the broken cauldron bar now?"

   "Nobody." Hannah said heavily, "The Broken Cauldron Bar is a historic building, not just an entrance to the world of Muggles and Wizards."

"You are half-blood, Hannah." Severus said with a smile while holding the glass. "Your mother is a Muggle, but she married your pure-blood father of the 28th Holy Family, so she was eaten to death. The disciples were killed."

"What about you, Professor, your mother is also pure blood. Why did she abandon everything in the family and marry your Muggle father?" Hannah was unwilling to show her weakness and fought back. It was not the first time she had learned of Severus Pu and her dean screamed excitedly after being together.

  "You have applied for the position of replacing Madam Pomfrey and participated in the therapist training. Why didn't you persist?"

   "I find that I am not happy with children." Hannah said coldly.

   "Then why did you apply again in the first place?" Severus took a sip, but kept looking at Hannah.

   "Thank you." Hannah said softly, "She took care of me when I needed help the most."

   "Then do you think that taking care of Tom now, will he transfer the Broken Cauldron Bar to you because of gratitude?"

   "Severus!" Pomona walked out of the kitchen "How can you talk like that?"

"There are many people who like to talk roundabouts and make people guess what he wants to express. I guessed for many years, but I don't want to guess." He waved his hands casually. "And I think that dirty and dim bar. It’s time to change the style. I heard Hefpaff likes partying very much, so how about changing it to what you like?"

   "But I'm too young." Hannah Albert said with some guilty conscience.

  "Tom was only injured but not dead. You can work with him for a while."

   "Why me?" Hannah asked puzzledly, "There are so many people loyal to you."

   "Your reaction is faster than Harry Potter, that's enough." He said harshly, "He can save a world, let alone someone smarter and more sensitive than him."

   Pomona flew over with a cutting spell, and he immediately blocked it with armor protection.

   "Why do you hate Harry so much?" Pomona said angrily.

"Because he watched me die but was helpless. Doesn't that count?" Severus said grotesquely. "If he spends more time studying and less smirking with Ron Weasley in the hallway, I won't be. Yu bleeds and waits for death in vain."

  Pomona was speechless.

  Hannah's eyes widened.

  Everyone is silent.

"Well, I admit that it's pretty stupid for Harry and Ron to giggle in the hallway." Pomona was the first to lose. The two of them watched the freshman get lost. The boy ran to the girls bathroom and not only did not help but Laugh, what's so funny?

  "Besides, you have to pay attention to a piece of news for me. It is rumored that the Dark Lord left an heir."

  Hannah and Pomona took a breath together.

"I was in school a year before the Battle of Hogwarts. I don’t know what happened in Malfoy Manor. I don’t know if this is true or someone deliberately released a rumor. If someone pretends to be the descendant of the Dark Lord, there will be many People follow, no one will worry about a sweet little girl like you. You don't need to contact me. The person responsible for connecting with you is your dean. You can look after each other's backs. Can you do it?"

  "Why didn't he give birth to him during the first war?" Pomona asked, that basilisk's body is also capable of fertility?

  "Now there are too many gossips and too complicated, the Broken Cauldron Bar is a well-known news distribution center. Since you and Tom have met in this way, continue to develop. Have you ever thought of being the female boss of the Broken Cauldron?"

   "It was too sudden..." Hannah said dizzyly.

   "I will give you three days to think about it. It doesn't matter if you don't think it will work, but you should think about your life." Dean Slytherin said earnestly, "Don't waste your youth on jokes."

   "And Theodore." Pomona added, "Watch for me if anyone mentions him."

   "Anything else?" Hannah Albert said in a daze.

   Severus snapped his fingers at Pomona twice, just like asking the waitress to check out.

   "What are you going to do?"

  "Hermione Granger's parents' information, give it to Hannah Albert, and let her take it to Miss Master."

   "I don't want it!" Pomona immediately refused, "I want to send it to her by myself!"

   "Do you have anything else to say?" Severus asked Hannah.

  Hannah said with a sad face, "You, I, and Voldemort are all mixed blood, and he, like me, belongs to the twenty-eight holy family. Why do you do this? Do you want to become the new demon king?"

"Now, I just want to change a little bit." He looked into Hannah's eyes and said, "I don't want anyone with the Dark Mark to be discriminated against by others, because my godson has one on his arm, and I don't have Haribo. It’s so great and I want to save the world. I just want the people around me to live better. Do you understand what I say?"

"understood……"

"Pomona has applied for a raccoon dog for you. Two days after the Ministry of Magic returns to work, you and Hermione Granger can go to the Department of Fantastic Beasts to collect it." He said in a silky voice, "In that place. , An animal that can tell right from wrong and find suspects can help you a lot. Crookshanks almost caught Ron’s rat Pete Pediru. Pomona is also taking care of you. You should also be very grateful. she was……"

   "I didn't do it to make her grateful." Pomona immediately took Hannah in her arms. "Don't put pressure on her."

  He spread his arms and leaned back on the sofa very leisurely. "When are you going to see Hermione?"

   "Now." Pomona floated the finished syrup pie over. "Take it to the children. Remember to save some syrup pie for Harry. This is his favorite."

   "Can't you find the door? Hannah Albert?"

  Hannah took the pie just like she did when she was in school, and hurried away like a ghoul behind her.

  "Where is my dessert?" Old Bat asked when the door was closed.

  "Drink your bar." She said desperately, turning to the kitchen and planning to make some Yorkshire pudding, which is the food that often appears on the Hogwarts table. She thinks Miss Know-How needs this thing now.

  (End of this chapter)