Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 331 Cold Hell

  In the courtyard of the Viaduct at the Battle of Hogwarts, Neville once confronted the Death Eaters and said that he would join them only when the **** was frozen.

  The **** should be full of fire, roasting those who fall into it, but Pomona now feels that she is in an ice hell.

  Just like the song sung, that kind of love is a sin, but she still can’t help but get caught in it. The only advantage is that he is accompanied by another person in hell. His exuberant curiosity spurs him forward, and sometimes even creates trouble. For example, the prophecy about the savior born at the end of July, indirectly killed his love. That woman.

The word Mudblood was a taboo for Lily, but it gradually appeared in Slytherin in the third grade. Among them, Draco was the leader, and Theodore insulted behind Draco. Hermione Granger, that ugly potion talent reminded her of Severus. She had always thought that Lupin's joke was just forgotten, and obviously she had made a mistake again.

  His name is Severus, and the homophony sounds serious. It is not funny to joke with a serious person.

Bacci is not a person who loves to laugh. His "joy and disturbing" great-grandmother once gave him an ancient formula of "Laughter Potion". Later, after refining, Bacci's laughter potion can make people big Laughing for five days. A Muggle neighbor of Bacchi thinks he is the most humorous person in the world. He angered Bacchi with a series of jokes by Bacchi. So one day, Bacchi gave him a cup of laughter potion to make him tidy. Laughed for a week. From then on, the neighbor became a taciturn monk, begging others not to do anything interesting in front of him.

  It is hard to believe that there is a village on such an isolated island, which is halfway up the cliff. In the 16th century, she was willing to go to such a place with Bach to be a neighbor, except to avoid the black death. She didn't do what he thought, but when he was about to invent the beauty medicine, there was no one on the island. What happened?

   "Where are the people in the village?" Although Severus is also terrible, she is now the only person she can rely on. She hugged his arm tightly, like a poor weak.

   "Moved away." He said blankly.

  "Do you think they will be made into corpses?" She looked at the dark village and said, "This place is far from the mainland, where are so many dead bodies."

  The fierce wind gradually subsided, and thick fog began to appear on the sea. This eerie atmosphere was very similar to the place where the Black Death swept through. Except for the dead, only Doctor Bird's Beak would appear in the abandoned village.

  They are doctors who risk their lives to help others, but Muggles regard them as "death messengers" because there will be deaths wherever they go.

  Fear makes people do strange things. People believe in everything just like insanity. The brain stops thinking, and listens to it like a tool.

"Do you know how Harry and Ron define the difference between a corpse and a ghost?" He snarled like a lingering anger. "They actually said that the corpse is solid. I think their heads are like The wandering ball and the ghost flying ball are all solid inside."

Sometimes you have to marvel at Snape’s poisonous tongue. The red-haired Ron is like a ghost flying ball, thrown over to play, and the black-haired Harry is an iron wandering ball, specifically attacking the flying ball. Contestant on the broomstick.

   "Are you hungry?" she asked, "It's time for dinner."

  The death gaze of the old bat looked over again.

   "Death row prisoners also have their last meal. You can't deprive me of the right to enjoy food."

"Do you remember that day? We were in the responsive room, Sybil was outside the door, waiting for the door to open to hide the sherry inside." He pursed his lips and said with a smile, "Harry Potter was also outside the door at the time. , He asked her, what sound did you hear."

  Pomona's memory quickly recovered, and then she was shaking all over.

   "No!!" she screamed.

  "Sybil said, she heard pleasant shouts, guess what she heard was you or me?"

  He said, he said it.

   "Indecent!"

"You should be grateful that she met me. If she met other Death Eaters, she was not under a confusion spell and was thrown head-forward." His mood improved a lot, and his tone was almost like Is singing.

   "Where is that innocent potion nerd?" Pomona muttered and wrapped her cloak tightly.

   "Oh, I like that house, it will really read my heart." The old bat smiled happily, "Do you like it?"

  She recalled that room, surrounded by pitch black, there was only a silver candlestick lit with candles, and no one could see except for the two of them. All the desires buried in their hearts were released because the night was a cover.

   "I didn't notice Sybil coming in." She leaned against his shoulder in frustration.

   "I'm glad you didn't notice." He said in a tone that was so proud but deliberately pretended to be nothing remarkable, "Not everyone is as energetic as I am."

  Repent, sinner, you have already seen the blazing flames. If you don’t repent, you will never be able to go to heaven.

   "She is really stubborn." Pomona complained with disgust, "Should ordinary people run into such strange things?"

   "Ordinary people? Are you talking about Muggles?" Severus said comfortably, "Sybil is a witch. She won't leave unless she understands what is going on."

  Pomona remembered Sybil Trelawney's dress. She fits Muggle's definition of a witch, and she looks crazy.

   "I hate Ravenclaw." Hefpaff's Dean murmured.

"I thought you hated Gryffindor even more, so Ginny took Harry Potter away." Severus said with a smirk. Solicit."

"how could be?"

"The old fool introduced you to the stupid dog, the savior Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley. Although Luna Lovegood is crazy, but she is very beautiful, even me, I am a Gryffindor Slater. Lin, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley, do you need any other examples?"

   "Oh, my god!" Pomona exclaimed.

"Slytherin has become the villain who is responsible for the justice and glory of Gryffindor, and the werewolf can also get the Merlin Medal. In his eyes, Slytherin Academy shouldn't exist. All he wants is the information in the secret room." Fleurs said with an unhappy face, "Fire can burn most of the dark creatures in the world, but not all of them. What kind of magic plants are you planting in the responsive house?"

   "How did you know?" Pomona said with a sweet smile.

   "Lucius can't solve that thing, so I called Draco." He said helplessly, "That's not the magic plant in the daily textbook, right?"

"That kind of plant has a corrosive effect. The Devil's Net is already a dark creature, not to mention it." Pomona said in a happy mood. "Don't worry, human magic is useless to it. It will keep the time conversion well. Device."

   "The liquid secreted by the vines will corrode, and at the same time have anti-fire effects?"

   "That's right."

   "Interesting, why didn't you plant it before?"

   "Beware." She smiled triumphantly and said, "The more unpopular plants are, the more difficult it is to deal with. Remember the war between Hefpaff and Slytherin?"

"I don't like flames. It's hard to control." Severus squinted his eyes and said viciously. The plants were all lit, and Baki had to go to the sea to avoid the burning Hu Meizi. That's why there is no grass on this island."

   "Then what do these villagers eat?"

"I don’t know, Pomona, maybe it’s a sheep. There lived a crazy wizard. Azkaban turned out to be an experimental place for lunatics. He attracted Muggle sailors and cultivated a large number of dementors. Maybe it’s also here. A place to experiment with lunatics," Severus said listlessly.

   "I don't think Buggy is that kind of person." She said with some guilty conscience.

"Old fools like to read fairy tales. The story of wizards and jumping pots was not so popular in the 16th century. The cauldron protected an innocent wizard, and the villagers who held the torch and the grass rake intended to burn the wizard to death. All of them were eaten, and the remaining villagers promised that they would never interfere with the wizard’s experiment in the future, so the crucible vomited out all the villagers who had eaten them, and those people were not like adults." He looked at the village in the thick fog, his mouth The anger that came out turned white. "Why are there so many lunatics in this world?"

   "Shall we come back tomorrow daytime?" She hugged his arms and trembled. "This place is terrible!"

"Old fools always come in the middle of the night. Don't forget that the sea has high tide and low tide. We can't get into the hole when the tide is high." Severus pulled his wand out of his sleeve. Will freeze us to death."

  How should a normal woman react at this time?

   "I hate you, Severus!" Pomona waved her fists, intending to shoot the dark wizard to death.

   "Enough!" The old bat finally roared after enduring her for a while, "Keep quiet. Experiments require a lot of materials. I don't know what's on this island? You will attract them if you want to shout again!"

  (End of this chapter)