Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 2955 Rain Listening to Zen (7)

   Paracelsus against panaceas.

  Although gonolith has the same "cure-all" function as a broad-spectrum antidote, Severus felt that it was not a good thing.

The potion that makes the mandrake "dance" is called "dancybite", which is made from the venom of tarantella spiders and the extract of a deep-sea worm called osedax mucofloris. Eating bone snot flowers mainly relies on drilling holes in the bones of whale remains after "whale fall" to obtain the esters inside, and digest them through symbiotic bacteria.

Botrytized wine is the highest grade of sweet wine fermented from dried grapes that look like rotten grapes. It is not really rotten, but infected with a mold that creates tiny holes that allow moisture to escape quickly. Evaporates and dries up, enhancing the sweetness and mouthfeel of the wine.

   As far as potion masters are concerned, the mandrakes raised in Pomona are too "fat", and they will feel uncomfortable after being coated with this potion, but for humans, it increases the effective use of ingredients.

The nature of horses is to trample on frost and snow, and to jump when they are happy, but in order to tame horses, Bo Le branded them with red-hot iron and chiseled their hooves. In doing so, they lost their nature, but because they put on a bridle, they became lovable animals. Animal power controlled by man.

In short, because these "watered" mandrakes are very restless even if they are buried in the soil, and the symbiotic bacteria need to be cultivated in a low-temperature, dark place, Pomona took these flower pots to the plant for cultivating fungi. cellar.

  Although many fungi are saprophytic, they need very clean water. There is a willow tree at the entrance of the cellar, which grows in water. The pool where the willow tree is raised has glass on one side, like a fish tank, where you can see the ecology of the bottom of the water.

   Waiting for Pomona to arrange all the mandrakes, he found Severus looking up through the glass jar.

  She didn't know what he was watching, so she followed him.

  Maybe it was because the water was so clear that the light coming in was blue, not green like the light from the bottom of the black lake into the Slytherin lounge, which made her feel as if she was in the deep sea.

   "Why not raise something?" Severus said suddenly.

   "What do you want to raise? A whale?" she said jokingly.

  He was silent for a moment.

   "That book originally belonged to the Avely family, and their family was also proficient in herbal medicine."

  Pomona looked at him "Is that Avery who became a Death Eater?"

   "The Dark Lord gave me that book, he thought it would be more useful to me," Severus said.

  Pomona didn't know what to say.

   "There used to be many species of this bone-eating snot flower, but they were almost extinct due to Muggle whaling." Severus continued, "What a pity."

   "Don't listen to him."

  He smiled indifferently, "I know."

  Pomona doesn't think he's listening.

   "Have you ever heard a whale sing?" Severus said.

"I have heard."

"when?"

   "On TV."

  He looked at her in amazement.

   “Plants are my specialty,” she explains. “Not every Hufflepuff is as good at animals.”

  He stopped looking at her, and lightly touched the glass with his fingers.

   "He took me to the aquarium once when I was a kid." Severus said slowly, "I heard the sound of a whale there."

  Pomona listened quietly.

"I asked him what they were talking about, and he said 'Is anyone there?' and I thought he was lying to me." Severus paused again. "This pool is too small for a whale, but for a whale The sea is too big for the whales in the sea, and they want to communicate with other whales and sing in the sea.”

   "You feel bad about the whale fall?" Pomona asked.

   "But if they don't die, Snotflower can't live, even though it looks disgusting," Severus said.

  In fact, whale fall not only feeds bone-eating snot flowers, but also many other creatures. The decomposition of a whale is a huge and complicated process.

   "Let's go," Severus said.

   Then he walked up the stairs and left the cellar.

   It just so happened that the snow stopped at this time. After a blizzard, the snow was knee-deep, and it was a bit difficult to trek, but there was no snow at Hogsmeade Station in the distance.

   This is a convenience of magic. The rails will heat up in winter, which will melt the snow. If you are a Muggle, you need to shovel the snow in order to make the railway run smoothly.

  Tomorrow will be the Christmas holiday, and the school has also arranged a lot of Christmas decorations for the occasion, such as mistletoe that can be seen everywhere. The two of them even met two lovers kissing under the mistletoe.

  He walked away without seeing it, Pomona watched him, and happened to see Cinderella drifting past with a gloomy expression.

  Nietzsche said that any great love has a cruel idea to kill the object of love, so that the object will not change again and again, because for love, a change of heart is more terrible than destruction.

  A ghost does not change form from the day it dies, but...

"professor."

  Pomona looked back and saw Elena Aiken.

   "Can I not participate in the potion competition." Aiken said pitifully.

  Pomona felt skeptical, but when she said this, Pomona remembered another thing.

  She hurried back to the lounge.

  Everyone is packing and preparing to take the train back tomorrow morning.

   "Astor!" Pomona yelled.

   "What's the matter, Dean?" The female prefect who was chatting with someone on the sofa in the common room replied.

   "Come with me," said Pomona.

   Then the two of them walked towards the girls' dormitory.

   Originally, the girls were chatting happily in the tropical rain forest. When they saw Pomona coming, they suddenly seemed to have discovered some kind of terrifying creature, and ran back to the dormitory in panic.

   "Oh~ you are dead!" Pomona said cruelly.

   "What happened, Dean?" Astor asked.

   "You go over there," Pomona said. "Don't cover anyone."

   "Covering what?" Astor asked.

  Pomona turned to the other side, opening doors one by one to check.

   She had no problem opening the first two doors, though she found witch magazines, and a mugshot of Rohart's "Best Smile" award.

  When she opened the door of the third bedroom, she smelled a different smell.

   There are only three of the four people in the dormitory, and the other one is missing.

   "Where's Nancy?" Pomona asked.

   "She didn't go back to the dormitory." A girl said, her expression could not hide her panic.

   "Nancy Schaeffler!" Pomona yelled "I count to three, if you don't come out, don't come home tomorrow."

  No answer for half a day.

"1"

"2"

   Just before counting to 3, Nancy appeared. She just used the invisibility potion.

  Pomona took a deep breath.

  Generally speaking, if there is only one person "doing bad things", she will leave the break room and find an empty classroom or a "private" place such as the bathroom.

  But if everyone has a share, then the lounge is a safe place, don't worry about Filch, Mrs. Loris and Snape.

   It is the "girls" who encourage Aiken to ask Snape which pearl is easy to use. If the love potion of love potion is brought to the Muggle world...

  Although she wanted to yell, she still controlled her temper.

   "Can you go out for a while?" Pomona said gently to Nancy's roommates.

   They glanced at Nancy, who was in a panic, and left the dormitory in a dawdly manner.

   After the door closed, Pomona went to a bed and sat down.

   "Come and sit down," Pomona said to Nancy.

   "Let's just say that." Nancy said defensively.

   "Am I scary?" Pomona asked.

  Nancy looked at Pomona for a long time, maybe she felt that she was not so scary, so she sat down at the place farthest from her.

   "May I ask why you boil the love potion?" Pomona asked softly.

   "Just a whim," Nancy said.

  Pomona sighed "I won't punish you."

   Nancy hesitated.

   "I know, you're not the only one involved." Pomona said with a smile, "otherwise you wouldn't be in the dormitory."

  Nancy still didn't speak.

   "Do you need me to make a paper?" Pomona asked.

   "I just want to see, what is my favorite?" Nancy said after a while, "You moved that mirror away."

   "The mirror...you mean the Mirror of Erised?" Pomona asked.

   "I don't know what it is, but it can see what your heart most wants." Nancy said "I need to know this now."

   "So you took the Love Potion?" Pomona asked.

   "It will at least tell me what smell I like best." Nancy put the wristband on her chest, "Is this enough, Dean?"

   Pomona reckons she won't "find out" what other people are doing with the Love Potion...she just hopes those who drink the Love Potion are lucky enough that these girls didn't turn it into poison.

   "When you come back from vacation, let's talk about it. Where are your remaining love potions?" Pomona asked.

  Nancy watched her for a while, then took out the covered cauldron from under the bed.

  Pomona opened the lid, and the pearly white vapor rose slightly, at least it smelled and looked good.

   "Have you ever drank it?" Pomona asked Nancy, putting the cap back on the love potion.

  Nancy just looked at the cauldron in a daze, as if she didn't hear what Pomona said.

   "Have you ever drank the potion?" Pomona asked.

   "No." Nancy laughed, "How could I drink it."

   "So you don't know if it's poisonous?" asked Pomona.

   Nancy's smile fades.

   "No, I don't know." Nancy said guiltily.

   "Do you know how to detoxify?" Pomona asked.

  Nancy still shook her head.

  Now Pomona knew what Severus was trying to boil the enhanced version of the broad-spectrum antidote for, but the mandrake was still in the soil.

   "Do you have any sheep coprolites?" Pomona asked.

"some."

   "If someone is poisoned, put it in the mouth, it can temporarily delay the toxicity, at least there is still time to send to the hospital." Pomona said, "I took this pot of medicine away."

   "Aren't you going to punish me?" Nancy asked.

   "We agreed in advance that you will not be punished." Pomona said, "We will talk about your problem after the holiday."

   Then she got up and left with the cauldron.

   When she opened the door, she found that almost all the girls were outside, looking at Pomona.

  Pomona did not continue to search, and left directly with the cauldron.

  How should I put it, love is a source of power, it can be great, but it can also be terrible, making people who are usually easy to bully become horrified, let alone a room full of witches.

  Don't overdo everything, life and death are in an instant.

   There is another sentence, making promises will bring pain.

  Hope she's okay.

   Waiting until there was no one around, Pomona glanced back, then trotted away, and disappeared in a flash.

  (end of this chapter)