Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 319 Shouting and Whispers

  There are wizards from various countries in the permanent base of the Tibet International Wizarding Association, but there was no Chinese wizard before the 1980s. Even today, they are rarely encountered, as if they are rarer than the snowman.

  Pomona was lucky enough to run into one.

  The wizard named Wang Wei is said to have the same name as a famous poet. Wang Wei and Li Bai were from the same period, and Pomona extremely doubted whether it was his real name.

  According to the British custom, his name should be Wang Wei. Just reading his name is the same as the Chinese used to greet him.

He doesn't speak much, and gets up every day before dawn. After getting up, he doesn't do anything, and stands in the snow outside the camp to "stand up". Pomona is very curious about him and also "stands up" with him. None of them spoke during this period.

Pomona uses a magic wand. He uses a wooden sword. Unlike the Gryffindor sword, it looks very light, like a willow leaf. He holds the wooden sword in the snow in both hands. The inside is motionless, it looks like a tree, blending with nature.

  He prefers to call himself a Taoist priest than a wizard. He is looking for something called "the Tao of Heaven", which is so complicated that it is difficult to understand.

  Wang Wei began to talk to her under her persistent attempts to contact her. His English is not very good, because in his opinion his language is older and beautiful.

He expressed in a limited way that he had heard of Azkaban, that horror island in the North Sea, like Penglai, the abbot, and Yingzhou, has hidden magic. The Europeans say "Muggles" and the Chinese say "Ordinary people". No, it’s just that Azkaban is a prison, while Penglai is a fairyland. He prefers to compare these three fairy islands to Hogwarts. The difference is that Hogwarts is located in the highlands of Scotland.

  Learning that she is an herbal medicine teacher, he talked to her about some magical oriental herbal medicines, one of which was called Huaimengcao.

  There is an emperor, he is called Liu Che, and the Chinese respect him as Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. The ancient Chinese emperor was polygamous. In the early days of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, he took his cousin, Princess Guantao’s daughter Chen Ajiao, as his wife. The two of them grew up together and had a deep relationship, but after they became adults, they had entangled interests again. Shang Gillian could not give birth to an heir to the throne, and she was eventually replaced by a woman named Wei Zifu.

  Wei Zifu is a maid, and her status is far less than that of Chen Ajiao, but she became a queen because she gave birth to an heir to the emperor. Her younger brother Wei Qing was a well-known general who opened up a large territory for the Han Empire. However, in his later years, he fell into the scourge of the crown prince and eventually committed suicide. After his death, he did not even have the opportunity to be buried.

  Finally, Mrs. Li accompanied Emperor Wu of the Han to sleep in the ground, a woman with a magnificent appearance, and it is said that she can make her country all over the world with a smile.

But her life was not good and she died in front of the emperor. After Mrs. Li died, Emperor Wu of Han missed Mrs. Li day and night. An official named Dongfang Shuo gave a piece of grass to Emperor Wu of Han. It is said that he kept it in his bed at night. In the chest, you can dream about the person you miss at night. Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty did so, and he dreamed of her, and later this kind of grass was called Huaimeng grass.

  It is shaped like a calamus, and its color is red. It shrinks to the ground during the day and comes out at night. In addition to those who have died in dreams, it can also be used for divination.

  It is very rare in the world of "ordinary people", but it is everywhere on the fairy mountain. Penglai and Hogwarts also live with many ghosts. From ancient times to the present, many people have been pursuing the elixir of life. There are many sunken ships in the sea near Xianshan. The obsession of those people prevents them from heading towards the next journey. Some of these ghosts became the resident ghosts of Xianshan, and sometimes appeared to help humans. He gave her a seed and also sent her a poem written by the poet Wang Wei in the Tang Dynasty.

  Red beans are born in the southern country, and spring comes to send a few branches. May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick.

  The seeds of Huaimengcao are red. Chinese people like to use red beans to express love and love. Unlike Europeans who use blooming flowers, she hopes that she has not misunderstood it.

  Wang Wei is very thin, his skin turned black by the sun, his voice is low, his eyes and hair are as black as Severus.

  There is a very mysterious and introverted temperament in him, in short, it is very oriental. Pomona once showed him her patron saint. He said that he likes the swan very much because it is a bird loyal to love just like the swan geese worshipped by Chinese wizards. She really wanted to know what kind of girl would make him loyal, but unfortunately he left without staying in the camp for long. Before leaving, she left a white porcelain bottle with a seed of dream grass in it. There is a poem about red beans written in Chinese. The square characters are written with a soft brush, but they are very square and powerful. They are different from the characters written by a feather pen with arcs everywhere.

  She understands that the East is not silk and spice, but tranquility and clarity, just like the tea that Chinese people drink, cautiously, as if stepping on a glacier in winter, and at the same time quiet and silent, smelling the fragrance of leaves in the tranquility.

At that time, although she was in the ice and snow, she smelled the tea made by Wang Wei, but it felt like it was in spring. Everything began to recover. Everything was prospering. The sun was shining from the gaps between the leaves, like broken gold, and one was dressed plainly. Taoist priests in large "dao robes" stood by the melting stream, with a gentle and polite smile on their lips.

The magazine said that marriage was to give up the entire forest for a tree. Pomona looked at her husband who had a hooked nose and looked really ugly. She also had a cold attitude. Wang Wei was going to be much more gentle and lovely. But he was cynic with people. Who can believe that the serious Potions Professor and Pippi suddenly have similarities.

"You are a lucky man, Severus." Pomona pinched his nose to prevent him from breathing, and awakened him in this way. At least some people believed his last "dying words", unlike Pippi. Ghosts, you have to leave the body to be believed by everyone who has witnessed it.

   "Damn!" The sleeping dragon was awakened by her, but he did not breathe fire, but frowned unhappily.

   "Is it comfortable to fall asleep on the ground?" She asked in a cold voice, "Don't get up soon."

  His distracted eyes began to focus.

  "Have you cursed me?" He sat up from the floor of the broomstick in confusion, his clothes were very neat, his coat buttoned to his throat, he looked meticulous, and he didn't look like he was indulging in a carnival just now.

   "No." She didn't tell the truth to him because she used a sleeping charm on him.

  Veeva is good at spiritual magic, dragons can make it sleep, let alone an unsuspecting human wizard.

   "We owe Fleur and Bill an explanation, and we will go to them tomorrow morning."

  "Where shall we go back tonight?" He looked at her tiredly.

  "If you don’t want to die early, learn temperance, otherwise you will be like the men who dance with Veeva and finally get exhausted."

   "I can't think of anything smart, I just want to ask what are we doing tonight?"

   "Sleep!" she gritted her teeth and said, "Save some energy and think about how to solve the time converter."

   "Pull me up." He reached out to her, and Pomona did it without hesitation.

   "In fact, we can send Longbottom and Hannah to Tibet." He stood up and used his wand to clean himself up. He soon became the majestic principal.

   "He is not like you. He has to hide from his enemies." Pomona took his arm and said, "Tomorrow you must remember to take Draco to Black's house."

  "Do you really believe Longbottom is the savior?"

"Of course." Pomona said with a sweet smile. She remembered very clearly that in the first year of her new life, Gryffindor, who was far behind Slytherin, was desperately given points by the old principal because she guarded the Philosopher’s Stone. In the end, it was because of Neville's final addition to reverse the situation. "There are many types of courage. It takes superhuman courage to deal with enemies. It also requires courage to stand in front of friends. My little savior is just as brave."

   "You are so partial to him, your students will be jealous." The old bat looked at her and shook his head. "He is Gryffindor, not from your college."

  "This is why I must match him and Hannah. As long as they get married, he is half Hefpaff."

   "What about me?" The old bat smiled expectantly and said, "I'm also a good person, right?"

  Pomona looked at the old Slytherin basilisk with disgust.

  Unless she is crazy, she will think this villain is a good person.

  (End of this chapter)