Harry Potter’s Morning Light

   Chapter 991 First Arrival

  There are cedar trees on both sides of the glacier.

  The hoarfrost hanging on the tree was blown off by the north wind, just covering the footprints left by the animal just now.

  This is a wilderness, a snowy field in the Northland, where all that can survive is unyielding life.

There is a group of wolves galloping in the snow. As soon as their breath is exhaled, it turns into snow particles and sticks to the bristles. They are nestled together to keep warm, and the wolf’s face has a weird expression—they are laughing. , A pack of wolves are actually laughing.

  She couldn't help shivering and woke up from her sleep. At this moment, she was in the carriage of the train. There was bright sunshine outside the carriage. Severus was reading yesterday's Daily Prophet.

The front page facing her was on the front page. A Muggle apartment in Kensington was set on fire. The murderer may be a werewolf. In addition to the eye-catching headline, there were also several photos. These people were all dressed in prisoners' clothes. The clothes, she thought she saw a photo of Azkaban when he escaped from prison more than ten years ago.

   "Where are we?"

  Severus folded the paper down, revealing his too pale face.

  "You should change your clothes, we are about to arrive."

  Pomona suddenly felt strange.

"what's happenin?"

   "The Hogwarts Express." She smiled and said, "We should change our school robes, Snape."

   "Are you still awake?"

   "It's a little humorous, Severus." She stretched her waist, and then sat with her back bent and back like a vent. "You never reminded me to change school robes when we were studying."

   "I thought you were a ghost." He stared at her and said, "I never watched you get in a car."

   "Have you looked for me?"

   "Yes." He stared into her eyes and said, "We've all found you."

  She suddenly didn’t want to talk about this topic anymore.

  The size of the bigfoot is bigger than the wolf in her dream just now. He and James are the main forces against the werewolf Lupin, and thanks to a big dog, he can swim through the cold waters of the North Sea.

  "When did you wake up?" She put away the blanket she was covering.

"Just now." He said perfunctorily, returning his gaze to the newspaper. "After the arson happened, the Muggle millionaire called for the vacant house in Kensington to live in the disaster-stricken civilians. We will have many new neighbors when we return. "

  Pomona was motionless as if she had been petrified.

  "Should we still live in Kensington?"

   "Otherwise, where do you want to live?"

  She didn’t want to think about this issue.

   "What do you have for breakfast?" she asked.

   "I didn't know until I got to Turin." Severus said grimly.

  Muggle food trucks are not like European special trains. There are chefs cooking on the spot, all are buffets, and it is especially crowded during meal times. For dinner, they still eat seafood sandwiches made by Pomona.

   "I'm so hungry that I can eat a eagle-headed horse-winged beast." She groaned, touching her belly.

   "Think about how we found Palodo. The doctor only described the approximate location to me. Turin is not a small city."

  She did not continue to ask, got up and started to change clothes.

  At about 7:30 in the morning, the train arrived at the station, and she dragged the "painting box" to get out of the car, and many people looked back at the two of them along the way.

  At first, she thought that her dress was too weird, or the dress of the old bat was too weird, but then she understood after another thought.

Both of them are pale "British guys", they don't have the temperament of an artist, but Italy is a very artistic country. The scene is like a "white-collar worker" entering and exiting an office building carrying a picnic with pink polka dots. The basket is just as out of place.

   With a thick-skinned mindset that you don’t know me anyway, Pomona walked out of the train station calmly holding Severus’s arm.

  In addition to the Shroud, Turin is also home to the Juventus team. Economically, Turin’s economy is second only to Rome and Milan, and is the third largest city in Italy.

  It is very close to the Alps. Many streets are lined with arcades. Like many European cities, there are not too many noisy large-scale stores here, and some are just well-designed small shops.

The pace of life in Turin is much faster than in Venice. It is difficult to find restaurants that open in Venice in the morning, but there are many in Turin. Piedmont is next to the mountains, and the food is mostly meat. Pomona is passing by. I bought a large piece of pork in a small shop, as well as fresh fruits and vegetables.

  Wait for her to buy these things, Severus took her to a roadside shop and ordered mashed potatoes, sausages, fried eggs, and chickpeas.

  The Italians think that seafood is considered vegetarian, which is difficult to understand, but when she bites open the sausage casings and the gravy overflows in her mouth, she understands why the Italians feel that way.

  The calorie content of fat is much higher than that of seafood, so it looks a little greasy, but she likes the taste, as if she has returned to the icy Scotland.

On the first day of school, the children ate sweets for lunch in the dining car at noon. The school banquet was so rich that few people would fall asleep right away, especially new students, and they had to cross the Black Lake and see Hogwarts Castle for the first time The feeling was shocking, as if I was dreaming.

  The first impression is very important. It was also the first time Pomona visited a wizard village in Italy. She wondered if she should bring a gift, but this concern quickly disappeared.

  They have to find a place before talking!

  After eating breakfast, they apparated to the northwestern suburbs of Turin, that is, they entered the mountain.

  There is a certain risk of apparition with a magical animal, but the cold weather makes the cockroach pile lazily. It is so good to sleep in the "painting box", so there is no accident.

Turin is a charming city that is not suitable for tourism. Fortunately, she has the foresight to buy a lot of food, otherwise they will have to hunt by themselves. There is no one nearby. There is a holiday cottage and a grocery store far away. It's gone.

   "What shall we do next?" Pomona asked. If she can find it aimlessly, she may not be able to find the village for a year or a half.

   Severus took out his wand, then stood by the side of the road and raised it up into the air.

   "Do you think the Cavaliers bus will come here?" she said sarcastically.

   A neigh of horses suddenly echoed in the mountains. After a while, a carriage rushed towards them at extremely fast speed.

This is definitely not an ordinary horse, it is much faster than a car, and the carriage it drags is not like the kind of cart used by herders to load pasture, but rather like Busbarton during the Triwizard Tournament. The kind of carriage they used, but they used rune-drawn horses.

  She took a step backwards, trying to avoid the rampage horse, but it stopped in front of them.

  The driver who drove the car had a big beard. He looked a bit like Hagrid, except that he was much shorter and had small mung bean-like eyes.

  "British?" The driver said in accented English.

   "Can you take us to Palodo?" Severus asked.

   "One person, one Jin Jialong."

   "I don't think so."

  While they were bargaining, Pomona noticed the horse.

In Norse mythology, Odin has an eight-legged **** Maslebnir. The rune horse is very strong and has attractive, golden hair. This one is gray. Not only does it have no beautiful appearance, but also The wings shrank and looked like they had six legs.

  It looks like a glaling, but it can't fly. As a compensation, it is extremely fast, and most people can't drive this carriage.

  After a while, they negotiated the price, 10 silver per person, and then the two of them got in the car.

  There is no expansion curse inside, just a very ordinary carriage carriage, with polished leather cushions and copper handles.

As soon as the two of them sat firmly, the carriage started moving, and the scenery outside the window quickly flew by, and occasionally Muggle cars passed by, but the rugged mountain road did not cause any obstacles to the carriage, and occasionally the Glaling would rise into the sky. It's like riding a roller coaster.

  It didn't take long before the carriage stopped.

   "Here!" the coachman shouted outside.

   Pomona looked out of the car window, and indeed saw the entrance of a village. It looked no different from an ordinary medieval Muggle village.

  Severus got out of the car first, then reached out to help her get out of the wagon.

   "Good luck to you." After receiving the money, the coachman said to the two of them, and then drove away.

   "Are we really in Palodo?" She asked uncertainly.

   "I think so." Severus said, staring forward.

Pomona followed his gaze and found a tree. A wooden board was nailed to the tree. A hand was drawn on it. The index finger pointed to the entrance of the village. The words "Welcome to Paloto" were written crookedly in English, Italian, and English, as if it was difficult to find someone who wrote well.

   "It's like a dream." Pomona whispered, pulling the drawing box, walking on the cobblestone road, the wheels making a dull sound in the quiet village.

  Some people say that seeing a black dog is a sign of death, so does dreaming of a wolf count?

  (End of this chapter)