Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 2875 The Unforgivable Secret (12)

  Because of the Disillusionment Charm, Pomona can appear in the village relatively freely. Judging from the tone of the picture, it can be seen that it is daytime, which should have been a sunny day with blue sky and white clouds.

   Screams could be heard from time to time in the village. She walked along the stone road for a while, and heard a murmur, and then she walked to the place where the sound came from.

   It was an "alley". Because the residents' houses blocked the sunlight, it was dark inside. Beside a stable, she found the farmer covering his head and praying in the corner.

   "What happened?" Pomona asked.

  The farmer trembled and looked around blankly.

  Pomona remembered that he had used the Disillusionment Charm, so he showed his figure again.

  The farmer identified her, as if he felt that she was not in any danger, and looked calmer.

   But the next second he picked up the pitchfork and stabbed straight at Pomona.

  Pomona was caught off guard, only to see that the man who was trembling just now suddenly showed a ferocious face.

  At this time, a strong light flashed, and the farmer was hit by the light and lay directly on the ground.

  Pomona looked in the direction the light came from, and there was a beak doctor standing there.

   "Don't be soft." Dr. Bird's Beak said, "They deserve death."

   Then he left the alley.

  Pomona looked at the farmer lying on the ground. She wanted to ask some questions.

   "He got what he deserved."

   She heard a child say, and then saw a pair of shining eyes in the haystacks in the stable.

   "What do you mean?" Pomona asked.

  The kid looked at Pomona with a maturity beyond his years.

   "They killed Joan in the name of God," said the child.

   "Who's Joan?" Pomona asked.

   At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps. Pomona looked over and found that it was a villager. Like the farmer lying on the ground, he was holding a pitchfork.

   "Devil!" said the villager, and rushed toward Pomona without saying a word.

  Pomona raised her wand and stunned the villagers with a swoon. When she looked back at the haystack where the child was hiding, he was gone.

  She sighed, cast the Disillusionment Charm again, and made herself invisible. After exploring the village again, she found another survivor in a house.

  The woman barricaded the door with everything she could find, but Pomona made the bricks dance, leaving a passable entrance, and, as the woman watched in horror, Legilimency her with his wand.

  The woman's mind was filled with a lot of useless information, but Pomona still found what she was looking for.

  It was by a small lake, and there was a place similar to a pier by the lake. A girl was tied with both hands and feet, and two men were pushing her into the lake.

   "My God, if she's a witch, what about her children?" said a woman in the crowd.

   "Didn't you hear? That child was born to her and Satan, and she refused to betray her master." Another woman said.

   Just as they spoke, there was a loud cry. Pomona looked in that direction and found that it was the cry of a baby, who was being held in the arms of the executioner.

   "NO!" the woman yelled, and Pomona withdrew from her brain.

  The woman threw herself on a basket covered by a cloth.

   "Please let my child go." She begged "He is innocent."

  This not-so-beautiful village girl suddenly overlapped with Lily Potter's face.

  Pomona pointed her wand at them, but it wasn't a killing curse, but a safe guard, and the children's cries could not be heard outside.

   "Stay here, don't come out," Pomona said to the woman.

   Then she left the little house.

   After walking for about a minute or two, she saw another "Bird Doctor", because he was alone, and Pomona also used Legilimency on him.

  His head was filled with a lot of drinking and binge content, but she finally found it useful.

   This is a gang of wizards and robbers in the name of "revenge". Whenever they hear that a place has used divine judgment or burned wizards to death, they will attack that village and create the illusion of plague. Those who came to investigate did not dare to enter the village, but burned everything. Sometimes they also skip this step for investigators, because they feel that they have done nothing wrong anyway.

  Pomona used the fainting on the wizard after obtaining useful information, but the fainted person will wake up and nothing will change.

   "Nothing will change." Fitzgerald said.

   "Then why are you showing me this?" Pomona asked.

   "Keep going, don't stop," Fitzgerald said.

  Pomona did as she said, and walked forward, and soon she saw a castle-like building.

  She headed in that direction, climbing up the stairs.

   "You said that if human beings really want to do something, they can still get things done, all they need is time and energy." Fitzgerald said suddenly.

   "It was just a passing feeling," Pomona said.

   "Turn back now," Fitzgerald said, "and tell me what you think."

  Pomona stopped climbing, stood on the steps and looked back at the village.

  It has actually been half-destroyed, and there are not many screams left, and there are black smoke and ruins everywhere.

   "Now you can talk," Fitzgerald said.

   "I hope I'm smart enough to answer your question, Professor," Pomona said.

   "You can call me Niofer." Fitzgerald said, "Tell me how you feel about that dark wizard."

  Pomona Smile "Every woman can keep her own secret."

   "Aren't you wondering who my lover is?" Fitzgerald said.

   "I can imagine, what kind of person can make you fall in love?" Pomona said with a smile.

   "Have you ever heard of the 'four roots' say?" Fitzgerald said.

   "You mean, Empedocles' 'root of all things'?" Pomona replied.

   "It is the power of love that unites the fire represented by Zeus, the water represented by Nestis, the air represented by Hera, and the earth represented by Adonis, and the conflict (strife) separates them." Fitzgerald said.

   "You think I 'love' these?" Pomona said, looking at "everything in sight."

   "You heard me, seeing is not believing," Fitzgerald said.

  Actually, in the past, the world was not composed of earth, but fire, air, and water.

  Adonis represents the **** of plants in spring, but he is actually a human being, born of the king of Cyprus and his daughter. When his father learned that it was his daughter who had a tryst with him, he angrily wanted to kill her, but the daughter was pregnant, she ran away like crazy, and was deified by Aphrodite into a myrrh tree , Adonis was conceived and born in the tree.

Adonis is more beautiful than anyone else, and at the same time is a lively young hunter. Both Aphrodite and Persephone fell in love with him, and the two goddesses even had a dispute over him. Zeus intervened, and Adonis stayed with Aphrodite for 4 months of the year, with Persephone for 4 months, and alone for 4 months.

Persephone is also named Nestis. After she was robbed by Hades and sent to the underworld, she shed tears all day long. Her tears became the fountain of the world, but like Adonis, she spent half of the year in the underworld and half of the year. Time is in the world.

  Hera was often jealous because of Zeus's flair, but Zeus seemed to have nothing to argue with. He was the king of the gods, and he could get whatever he wanted. It's just that he sent Adonis to the underworld to live with Persephone, ignoring Hades' opinion, and sent the disputes of living people to the underworld.

   "I still don't get it," Pomona said. "What the **** are you trying to tell me?"

   "Go on up," Fitzgerald said.

  Pomona glanced at the village again.

   There are still people alive in this village, if the woman with the child is obedient and does not leave the area guarded by Ping An.

   But pain arose, would she want Isidora to take them all away?

  She remembered the woman's face full of tears, and then the space under the stone steps was flooded with water, and the water level rose as she walked up.

   Soon she came to the top floor, the castle was next to it, and there was a platform guarded by four beast sculptures facing the stairs.

   "The magic of the stone will take you out of this place," Fitzgerald said, "if you really want to."

   "Why wouldn't I want to leave?" Pomona asked back.

   Fitzgerald didn't speak for a long time.

"I used to think that when the crisis came, the principal would definitely help. But when that time really came, I passed out and asked Batar to take care of me." Fitzgerald explain.

   "You blame yourself for that?" Pomona asked.

   "This is the answer to your question just now." Fitzgerald said.

  She thought about it for a while, and finally walked to the platform sullenly.

   Earlier in the village, she didn't smell anything, not even the strong smell of blood.

   Standing in the center of the platform at this time, she smelled a smell of sage, but she knew that it was not her "coordinates".

  She closed her eyes, searched carefully, and finally caught the scent of a hippogriff.

  As an animal, it doesn't smell very good, but the Hippogriff is very clean, always cleaning its feathers.

  When Sirius Black rode Buckbeak to school before, why didn't she think of asking to ride it too?

  Close your eyes and feel the wind blowing on your face, it must make people feel refreshed.

  When she opened her eyes again, the sketch-like world disappeared, and she returned to the colorful "real" world.

   When she turned her head, she saw the Batal Tower not far away. After so many years, it was still strong, and it was not in ruins like other castles. There was an eagle hovering beside this tall tower with no entrance.

   Then she looked at the ground, not far from the poachers' camp, and she could also see the cage where the Hippogriff was held. Now the building is empty, and the wreckage after the battle is everywhere.

  She didn't stay in this place for long, and walked down the hillside.

  The last time she came here, she didn't have a key, and even if she knew the entrance, she couldn't get in. This time, the key was on her neck.

   This time she believed that she would not return empty-handed.

  (end of this chapter)