Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 977 The Dark Lord’s Magic Lesson (Part 1)

  The eyes are the lights of the body. If your eyes are simple, your whole body is bright; if your eyes are evil, your whole body is dark.

  ——Luke Gospel

  Once the snow-white robes were stained with dust, it looked less holy. What's more, the soil of Poville Island was covered with ashes, and Pomona was far behind the embarrassed priests, feeling a little sympathetic.

  It is rare to see young men willing to be Catholic priests. This kind of jungle adventure is not suitable for elderly people.

   "Do you feel sorry for them?" Voldemort smiled with interest and said, "As a witch, you feel sorry for the priest?"

   "I know." Pomona sighed helplessly. Her "woman's benevolence" had brought her a bitter lesson. If she hadn't relented in saving Wormtail, perhaps nothing would happen later.

   "The old fool always puts me in an evil and antagonistic position. I never thought about whether Muggles would like us to live in peace. Do you think the medieval witch hunt will not reappear?"

   Pomona did not answer.

"In the beginning, Muggles didn’t believe in magic. When the weather got worse, they passed the blame on the wizard. When the plague broke out, they said it was black magic performed by the wizard. Hypor once said that I’m like a god. Great, and he is as small as me. He can't be above me, and I can't be below me. Do you understand what this means?"

  "Hypor was so famous in the time of God?" Pomona said in surprise. She thought that the most popular religion at that time was Druids.

"The East does not believe in a creator, and the West has always had an existence higher than human beings. Whether he is called God, Jehovah, Zeus, or something else, the connection between human self and God can be the heard voice, or something else. Induction, the Easterners spy on the'will of heaven' through the sky. The appearance of rainbows or colorful clouds is auspicious, which means that'heaven' is very happy. It is not a good phenomenon to hear voices in your head." Voldemort said, "In addition to listening to the voice of God, People can also approach gods through other means, such as painting and sculpture. This is also the spirit of the Renaissance."

   "Wow." Pomona sighed unconsciously. The Dark Lord was actually teaching her?

"Hypor despises all gods, because he thinks he is a philosopher, hero, demon, and God. All in all, he thinks he is the opposite of God. If there is light, it needs the support of darkness. A blank piece of paper needs one. Against the backdrop of a piece of black paper, you two always say that Lucius is a peacock. Did you know that a peacock can predict the death of its owner, just like a rooster can predict the weather."

   "What?" Pomona said in surprise.

  "Have you ever wondered why the rooster crowed?"

   "I never thought about it!"

"When the sun rises and the world regains the light of the stars, it will crow. When the sky is dark, the day is like night, the rooster will not crow. All of this comes from the'innate'. The basilisk is afraid of the rooster's crow "Innate", a chicken is insignificant in front of the basilisk. It is not the sun itself that is afraid of. All the light in nature comes from the stars, and the stars are created by the Lord, and the knowledge of human light is generated from within. Yes, it’s not just basking in the sun. In Hypor’s alchemy laboratory, God stops here. After stepping out of the alchemy laboratory, Hypor stops here and compares the sun to the earth with other stars. The crowing of the rooster will make the basilisk so afraid that it will let go of what it is doing and run around and sneak back into its own cave. Just like the priests at this moment, this island is controlled by the power of darkness and is no longer under Jehovah’s control. Fear is only the light of knowledge within people that will allow them to overcome fear, while animals such as basilisks will obey instinct. The dark Middle Ages refers to the lack of spiritual light within people. Now, it is still dark, but there is no monopoly by the church. With knowledge, the Muggles chose to use science to bring convenience and enjoyment to themselves. The refrigerator was invented to freeze soda water. They never thought about using that power to do more meaningful things. Why should I get along with them?"

   "You can't win, Tom!"

   "I know, there are as many muggles as ants."

  "Stop deifying yourself, Tom Riddle!"

  The Dark Lord laughed.

After he finished laughing, he said in a slow and rhythmic voice, "I didn't think of becoming a god, but your teacher, and Grindelwald believed in fairy tales, thinking that collecting all the Deathly Hallows could become The master of death, in classical alchemy books, "God becomes body" is the basis of the mystery. Those books are written in ancient Greek. You like Greek mythology, but you don't like to read those obscure books, Severus Si is younger than you, but progresses faster than you. He can sink his heart to delve into those things, but since he returned to school, his speed of progress has slowed down. Don't you understand why the current situation has been created? "

  Pomona was a little upset, she remembered Severus saying that he did not understand Greek.

  "Don't worry about this. He didn't lie to you. He read my translated materials." The Dark Lord explained with a good heart, "He has also learned something from me."

  "Do you think he is your disciple?"

"He is very talented, compared to other people." The Dark Lord said with a smile. "But he is like a cunning thief. I know he has other plans in his heart. He didn't give me all his loyalty, and I The things given to him are enough for him to deliver his life."

  "Do you think you have suffered from this deal?" Pomona asked.

   "Deal? He is my servant, why should I trade with him?"

  Pomona tried to sort out the logic, and finally she remembered what the old bat said before.

  Equality of power is the exchange of interests, and unequal power only exists in the relationship between plundering and being plundered.

   "You and Severus are both talented. He wins by working harder than you. You win by being more receptive. Why do you both play together?"

  Pomona could not answer him.

"Stress is uncomfortable, but stress can also stimulate human potential. Black magic is not only powerful because of its attack power. Wizards are different from enchanters. Power is generated by themselves. Alchemy cares about the body. And the secret of the spirit, when you are pursuing this great profound meaning, why are you unbearable even a little bit of punishment, pain, and death? You have to be happy every day, but meaninglessly vain?"

  "Have you seen the wizard's hairy heart?"

   "I have seen it."

"For most mortals, your path is too far away. Two horses race. If they go hand in hand, then they will vie for one another, run faster and faster, and then fall off the cliff together. If one horse runs It’s too fast, it’s so fast that the other horse won’t catch up no matter how much it’s chasing it, and the horse that lags behind won’t run."

   "It's disappointing, you actually want to be a backward horse."

"I prefer to believe another statement. I don't want to become out of control like you. Tom, some things you do are inhumane! You are violent and extremely painful. Not everyone is the same as you, in order to pursue The power is crazy!"

   "Do you want to be punished?" Voldemort asked calmly, as if discussing the weather.

  Pomona raised her head and glanced in front of her. The light from the crevices of the leaves spilled on the clergy wearing white sacrificial robes, and they drifted away.

  If Merope knocked on the door of the church instead of the door of the orphanage, what would be the result?

  Who would reject a pregnant woman who was soaked in heavy rain?

  Unless the person who opens the door knows, she carries the future demon in her belly.

  (End of this chapter)