Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 336 Plan can't keep up with changes

  Winter vacation is on Saturday again, and there are fewer people in the school. When they came to the dripping beast on the third floor, Pomona said the password Minerva told her last time, the name of a Quidditch team.

  Dumbledore used to be the principal of Drip Beast's password is sweets, when Severus was the principal, the password was some weird potion that was "excellent in taste".

  The styles of these two principals are so different, but they are both the custodians of the sword of Gryffindor. The Slytherin locket, which Krichel tried to do nothing to destroy, was split by the Gryffindor sword. Now it is kept by Minerva, and Pomona hopes to no longer need it. .

  "Merlin's beard, see who is back?" Victor, a math and divination teacher, walked out of the principal's room, holding a thick account book in her hand.

  Thinking that Gringotts work, arithmetic and divination, must be o, she, like Pomona, is also an old acquaintance of the fairies.

   "It's been a long time, Setima." Pomona said with a smile.

   "I said something good would happen, it turned out that you are back." She waved hurriedly, "Let's have a drink next time we find time."

  Pomona watched her leave, and then looked up at the closed door of the principal’s office. She felt a kind of pressure and fear for no reason.

  With Minerva McGonagall, she experienced three principals, two of whom were still dead, which she felt was really unlucky.

  When Dumbledore was killed by Severus, she unexpectedly had no desire to avenge Dumbledore.

  Her brain has lost the ability to think, and she can't think about anything but against him. She couldn't let that person enter her secret room again, whether Harry Potter was at school or not, or whether he had a live-point map.

  She wanted to escape, everything that had happened in this castle, especially after hearing the news of his death in battle, something hit the tower in her heart.

  It is very difficult to rebuild, especially the damage caused by some dark magic. The repair is not good as before. She threw everything to Minerva and her colleagues ran away.

  She wanted to run, like a coward, but she still summoned the courage to knock on the principal's office door, and when the sound of "coming in" heard inside, she pushed the door open. The furnishings inside are the same as when Dumbledore was alive. There are clinking silverware everywhere, except that the shelf where Fox stayed is empty. The portrait of Dumbledore is still asleep, as if she was hit by a spell. Just as dizzy.

   "Are you okay? Pomona?" Minerva invited a chair wrapped in soft cloth for her to sit down.

  She silently took out the tranquilizer from the flannel pocket. She had never thought that going to the principal’s office would be such a torment.

  "Fortunately, the portrait of Severus is not there." Pomona murmured, "Thank you, Minerva."

   "What are you doing today?" Minerva walked over from behind her desk.

   "I need to make sure of one thing, where is Sybil's prophecy?" She panted heavily and sank in a chair. "Isn't it placed in the responsive room?"

"No." Minerva did not ask in detail. She hurried to the portrait of Dumbledore. The portrait slid open, revealing a hidden hole. From inside she took out a crystal ball that was the same as the crystal ball used by the students in the divination classroom. Crystal ball.

  Ten years later, it looked like it had lost its magic power and turned into an ordinary crystal, but Pomona still heard the whispering voice from it.

   "Harry Potter."

  She heard a man’s low voice saying that for a moment she thought she saw a figure flashing past the crystal ball. It was a red-haired woman with green eyes.

  Hermione likes arithmetic divination. Pomona likes divination class as much as Lavender Brown, not because it is simple, but because it is the way witches predict the future.

   "What are you going to do with it?"

  Pomona, just like Sybil Trelawney, whispered while holding the crystal ball.

  Not long after, smoke turned up in the transparent crystal ball, and a woman's hoarse voice came out of the crystal ball.

  Hewillreturntonight.Tonight, hewhobetrayhisfriends.whoseheartrotswithmurdershallbreakfree, innocentbloodshallbespilt, andservantandmastershallbereunitedoncemore.

  This voice is still creepy even today, but Pomona got the answer she wanted.

   "Dumbledore made a mistake." Pomona whispered, "Harry is not a Horcrux."

   "What?" Minerva shouted.

"If Harry were the Horcrux of the mysterious man, then there were two servants in the screaming room, Severus and Wormtail. Sybil said it was singular." She was like an expedition. Said tiredly, "The servants and masters she was talking about are other people and things."

   "The prediction may not be accurate, you are too nitpicking." Minerva sat down on another chair with the crystal ball in her arms. She looked at a loss.

"If Harry is not a Horcrux, then there is still a piece of mysterious soul that hasn't been found, at least one piece." Pomona said wearily. "His plan was to cut the soul seven times, but by accident, October 1981 On the night of the 31st, another event was the last event of the Triwizard Tournament. On June 24, 1995, Harry’s testimony said that Cedric Diggory killed Wormtail, but used as a mysterious man When the yew wand was fighting with him, Cedric flashed back from that wand. He later made Wormtail a silver artificial hand. If he had cut his soul through murder at that time , Made that silver hand into a Horcrux, then we still have at least two soul fragments to deal with. Don’t you think such details should not be investigated? Minerva?"

   "Oh, my God." Minerva clutched her heart.

"Principal, the responsive house on the 8th floor was given to Hogwarts by the Ministry of Magic when the school was built. It was called the Wizarding Council at the time. It was called to come and go. The rule there was that the contents must be returned after borrowing. The Ministry of Magic has a detailed list of items. When Harry was in the 5th grade, he trained da members in the responsive house. Draco Malfoy wrote to his father if he knew the secrets of the house. Luke Wood, the silent person, knew the history. He found the Vanishing Cabinet from the item list, that is, through it, the Death Eaters broke into Hogwarts from the House of Request. The Mirror of Eris was originally a thing that came and went to the house, but because of Dumbledore’s request, it It was placed in the abandoned classroom on the 5th floor, breaking the original rules of coming and going. The other disappearing cabinet was in Bojinbok. I think it should have belonged to the Ministry of Magic. How could it go to the profiteer's shop? "

   "Corruption!" An old principal shouted angrily, "Those **** assholes!"

"Your act of putting the time converter in the room on request is improper. Lucius Malfoy planned to steal it the night of my wedding. If he knows it, then Rookwood will know it too. We have to think about it. What do you want to do with that time converter."

   "Lucius Malfoy was not with those who escaped from prison?"

"Oh, he is probably one of the people who don't want a mysterious person to come back. He betrayed his former companions just like Igor Karkaroff. Do you remember how Karkaroff was dealt with afterwards? He was killed, Lucius Malfoy wanted to get it somewhere else to hide, I didn't let him do that."

   "What did you do?"

"Using the residue left over from the burning house, I planted a thorny thorn tree. Each academy has its own secret skills. It is one of them. That kind of tree cannot be killed with human magic, but can only be killed by house elves. As long as there is a little vibration, it will attack. If it is burned with the black magic of the calendar fire curse, then the time converter will also be destroyed. They still can’t get it. If they don’t learn how to properly handle the small family Elves, when they learn the killing curse, when the war between humans and the house elves breaks out again, I really doubt that the current gang of wizards who can't even do armor protection can resist the anger that the house elves have suppressed for thousands of years. ."

   "You are an evil witch, Pomona." Minerva paused for a moment and said, "What if you want to use the time converter?"

"I have my way. I have been neighbors with house elves for so many years, and it is not wasted to live peacefully with them. It is written in the Hefpaff Code. To help others is to help yourself. I am a real Hef. Mrs. Par."

  The kind and optimistic kind witch said with a smile.

  Tolerance is our characteristic, pretending to be stupid is our method, badger's sharp teeth, you don’t want to try.

  Because the roots of the thorny thorn tree once caused Roina Ravenclaw’s legs to corrode into bones, it was passed down.

  Hofpuff’s little badger hates Ravenclaw’s eagle so much. Oh, hell, they always think that smart people come from their college, and Hefpaff is only worthy of mediocre mediocre people.

  Eat slugs, Ravenclaw!

  (End of this chapter)