Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 948 "Crostata"

  Venice has always claimed to be the hometown of spaghetti with clam meat. The locals claim that since Marco Polo brought back the noodles from China, it has spaghetti with clam meat.

Even if the glory of the Venetian Republic is no longer there, the fish market at the Ritoyal Bridge is still one of the best seafood markets in the world. The freshest fish from Adria are delivered early in the morning every morning. , For Michelin restaurant chefs and gourmets to buy.

However, many Italians usually start their breakfast with a kind of berry pie. This is a very old fruit pie. Similar food can be found on the frescoes in ancient Greece and Rome. It can still be found in the dessert shops on the street. turn up.

Last night, Pomona and Severus ate only half of their fill in the retro restaurant that was too expensive to murder the wallet. Later, they went to a kebab restaurant with a very affordable price and had some barbecue. When they left, She bought a Crostata for breakfast next to the rotisserie.

  The supermarket in the community opened early in the morning, and she went there to buy pumpkins, squeezed pumpkin juice, sausages, and beans, and made a breakfast that suits the British wizard's taste.

  When she finished her work, the old bat just woke up, so she put the food on the tray and used the floating spell to send them to the bed of the "noble lord".

  Slytherin's former dean looked at her calmly.

   "What are you doing?"

   "Room service." She said graciously, "Every honeymoon has room service."

   "Do you think I will forgive you if you do this?"

   "No~ how can you have such an idea."

  In fact, she thought so, and was guessed by the old bat again.

  He sneered, and lay in bed comfortably and picked up a knife and fork to eat breakfast.

   "It's too greasy." He stiffened and said after a bite of the sausage, as if what he was chewing on was not food, but leather.

Pomona glanced at his greasy hair, swallowed up the pumpkin juice and delivered it to his mouth. He took a sip with her hand, and then started eating berry pie with peace of mind, not caring about her eating breakfast at all. No more.

  Sometimes she can't help but wonder why someone is so hateful as Severus Snape.

   But looking at the way he was eating, her thoughts drifted to the snowy Scotland. The dining table of the Fourth Academy was always filled with abundant food.

  When she first went from the long table where the students sat to the long table where the faculty and staff sat, she felt like she was dreaming.

  There are so many people who want to stay in school, including Voldemort, why can she be a teacher at Hogwarts?

   Fortunately, Severus appeared later. He became the youngest dean since the school was founded. His hair was so greasy from that time on.

  The students must each bring a pet. Her pet is a tortoise. Although cats and dogs are cute, it is a disaster to bathe them.

She suddenly had a weird thought. Severus was like the kind of dog who refused to take a bath. Washing his hair was like killing him. Unless he made her angry, it would be difficult to see his hair fresh and fluffy. Look like.

   "What are you thinking about?" He said maliciously.

   "Nothing!" She immediately regained consciousness, pretending that nothing had happened.

  The thought just now was terrible, she wanted to treat it as her life's secret.

  "When will your mermaid branch lamp be delivered?"

  The memories of Pomona suddenly returned to the black lake with dragons and magic, and the bad-tempered mermaid in the lake.

  Severus rarely interacts with the creatures in the lake. He prefers to go to the Forbidden Forest to collect materials for making potions. He didn't even know that the Slytherin students were observed as "goldfish" by merfolk.

  She once dived into the bottom of the lake with the mermaid to observe the human boy, unknowingly he has grown from a weird and lonely teenager to a weird and lonely middle-aged.

   "You really haven't changed at all." She said with a look of disgust.

   "The same with you." He replied unceremoniously, "Always giggling."

  Pomona immediately adjusted her expression to make herself more serious, which made him even more disgusted.

   "Can you be smarter?"

   "Where do I make you feel stupid?"

   "Let me think about it, who do you think paid the bill last night?"

  She just remembered that the waiter was looking for the gentleman in front of her to pay the bill. The problem was that his vault in Gringotts had been sealed, but he wanted the qualification to enter her vault.

   "You evil wizard!" Pomona roared immediately.

   "There is still money to buy this house." He continued to say lightly.

  Pomona remembered the pile of birds, snakes and cockroaches. It took a lot of money to buy the birds and snake eggs. She could almost see her empty vault.

  The Weasley twins are cute, but Molly still couldn't help getting angry, and Ron drove his dad's flying car. She also sent a ranting letter to Ron about this.

  At that time, Molly's roar was heard throughout the auditorium, and the old bat laughed at the teacher's bench so that it was a gloat.

   "Severus Snape!" She called out the name using all her lung capacity.

   "I heard it, dear." He said gleefully.

   "How dare you, oh, Merlin." She was confused and didn't know what to say.

  Siris is the same. Luxury goods like Firebolt give a 13-year-old boy like Harry as a Christmas gift, although she always thought it was a more expensive broomstick.

  If a man spends money lavishly, he is much better than a girl.

  Should I buy Firebolt? If he didn't buy it, how could Harry escape the Death Eaters, but Sirius gave it to Harry as a toy broom when he bought it.

   "Where did you say you were stupid." Snot Jing asked sarcastically.

   "Look at what good deeds you have done!" She wanted to pinch his neck angrily, but was easily controlled by him.

   Then she greeted a long kiss with the smell of berry pie, and then she remembered that he didn't brush his teeth, and then she forgot about it.

  The fire in the fireplace was very hot, making a crackling sound. She was warm and even a little hot. Outside the door was the sound of young people's restless footsteps.

  The dance in the auditorium is over, and the dance in the Hefpaff Lounge is still going on. It is not a spiral waltz, but a "dance" with rock and roll, like an epileptic "dance".

  The kind of music is full of rhythm, and its low-frequency drum beats just resonate with the most primitive rhythm of life, as if to dig out the magma under the hard crust of the submarine volcano.

  The lava in the magma chamber was originally silent, but was stimulated by the rhythm to boil, beating like Newtonian fluid.

  Whether it is yogurt or asphalt, it is necessary to follow the theory of Newtonian fluid. Many girls' cosmetics also have this characteristic. If it is stirred quickly, it will become thinner.

  When stirring the potion with a glass rod, you must not be too fast, and you must observe it carefully, but most students don’t know that there will always be someone in the potion class who will fry the pot.

  The power of an explosion of that scale is incomparable with the explosive liquid produced by the liquid secreted from the horns of a beast.

Patience and meticulousness are okay for a while, and keep going on like this. The elderly Slughorn is no better than Snape in his twenties in energy and stamina, and young people in their twenties generally lack patience and impulse. Acting, especially for someone as irritable as Severus.

  That potion showdown was a fair battle. Slughorn gave up and had a position, even with the title of Dean Slytherin, he couldn’t fight for it with his life.

  Severus is the "winner", and since then he has not been the "loser" who was bullied by the robbers.

  Sometimes being radical is not all bad, because only in this way can we break old ideas and rules and create new fields.

   Accompanied by the original rhythm of the heart that came from the beginning of life, she heard the "sasa" sound made by the friction of the cloth, which sounded like the sound of a snake crawling.

While dizzy, the corner of her eyes glanced at her side. A colorful bird and snake was looking at her with his head held up. Its eyes are now reflecting her like a mirror. Her face is so flushed, like The blooming roses are as delicate and beautiful as dripping.

   looks delicious.

   "Get up, I forgot to feed it!" Pomona immediately pushed away the guy who was lying on her.

  The fifty-foot-long snake was hungry and fainted, and could definitely swallow them both in one bite.

   Hot Severus cursed in frustration, got up and left the tent carrying a pile of cockroaches.

   But looking at his expression at the moment, it seems that he regrets raising it.

  Pomona lay on the bed, calming her heartbeat.

  This late youth is really overwhelming.

  (End of this chapter)