Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 994 is obvious

  Compared with Severus’ hometown of Cokworth, Turin, which is also an industrial city, has a much better environment. Not only is the river water not polluted by industrial waste water, but also because the air here is much better.

There will be no haze in the Alps like London. There are only fog and clouds. After the clouds drift by or the sun rises, they disappear, and the vision becomes clear again. When you look at the hillside, you can even see the numbness at the foot of the mountain. Melon town.

  There is a Chinese idiom called Jinmo Zhehei, which means that after a long time with the bad guy, you will gradually become darker and darker.

  Before he heard that Severus had privately opened Petunia’s letter to Albus, and thought he was very immoral, but now she followed him on a tour of hell.

  She was always alone when she was young, except for Mrs. Sprout, who took care of her, so she especially hoped to have a playmate like Pete.

  Lily and Severus are lucky to meet the "kind", but Petunia is very jealous, always saying that Lily is a freak.

   are all the same parents, why is Petunia a Muggle and Lily a wizard?

When Lily just awakened the power of the wizard, strange things often happened at home. The family was nervous for a long time, and then "Siefer" appeared and explained to them why Lily was strange. The weird boy in his mother's shirt has since been Become a frequent visitor to the Evans family.

  Otherwise, how could a well-educated middle-class family allow their daughters to play with slum boys?

  Later they arrived at the magic school, "companions" became more, and they were no longer each other's only friends.

   Lily yearned for the light, and Severus walked towards the dark, even if they both had nostalgia for each other, they still couldn’t be the same as when she was a kid.

Lily is very good, beautiful and smart. This makes her have few female friends. The only person she can talk to is her sister, but Petunia doesn’t pay much attention to her. Although they are sisters, they live in different worlds because of magic. The blood relationship is getting farther and farther.

There were signs on the way to the sinkhole, but the road was covered with weeds and rubbish. The new handmade shoes she bought were scratched horribly. Severus didn’t care at all. He walked all the way with a magic wand. The thorns and shrubs were cut down and thrown to the side of the road.

  Sunlight sprinkled from the gaps between the leaves, making people not feel gloomy. There were even hares, pheasants, and foxes in the grass.

  If the entrance to **** grows like this, it would be too disappointing.

   "How about we put the tent here?" she said as she passed a clearing.

   "Is it too early to set up the tent now?"

   "We will stay here for several days. It is not a way to turn around so blindly." Pomona stood still.

   "You don't want to go after taking such a path?"

   "It has nothing to do with this, I just don't think I should go directly, it is too reckless to do so."

  Severus did not answer, he looked around, and then said, "You pitch the tent and I will cast a defensive spell."

  After the division of labor is clear, they each complete their own work as they have cooperated many times before.

  Pomona first went to the clearing she was fancying, took the tent out of her pocket, and floated it in mid-air.

  However, she encountered obstacles when laying the nails. The ground was firmer than she thought.

   She lowered her head and took a closer look, and found that there were traces of brick cracks on the ground. It seemed that there had been artificial buildings here.

  She explored the surroundings again, and found more bricks and even decayed door frames. If she was not careful, she might burn them as firewood.

   "It used to be a house here!" She stood up and said to Severus.

   "Maybe it was built by the villagers." Severus stopped casting the spell and looked back at her.

   "No, I think it might be a fortification, with a wide view, maybe even a castle." She looked around and started looking for the edge of the wall tiles to see how big the ruins were before.

  Although most of the ruins have been destroyed by plants, it can be vaguely seen that it is very large, at least as large as the Hogwarts Auditorium. This will never be an ordinary house.

   "Look, I said it's good to stop," she said triumphantly, and then used her wand to clean up the weeds in this area.

   Severus took out the potion from his pocket, his speed was much faster than she swept the ground with a whirlwind, and soon this area revealed his true colors.

   Pomona used a restoration spell to return the collapsed broken walls to their original positions. Most of the bricks did not respond, only one wall was restored, and a line of words: Lediableestmort was engraved on it.

   "Do you know these words?" Severus asked, looking at the nicks left by the line, not knowing what sharp objects were used.

   "That's French." Pomona said nervously.

   "What do you mean?"

   "The devil is dead."

  Severus was taken aback.

   "Why do the French leave this line in Italy?"

"Northern Italy used to be a French territory. Besides, Yong French didn't necessarily write French, and French used to be a language." Pomona looked at the obvious burn marks on the wall. "They ruined this place. I set fire to this place before I leave."

   "So, the devil is dead, is this good news?" Severus asked.

   "I don't know!" she screamed, turning her head to put the tent away.

   "What are you doing?"

   "I don't plan to camp here anymore!"

   "My defensive spell is ready!"

   "Can't you counter the curse?"

  Severus cursed a few words in the slang he had learned from the slum, and cancelled the spell that had just been laid. Pomona found a big rock and sat down, and then took out the travel kettle to boil water to make tea.

  Until the War of the Spanish Succession, Turin belonged to France. After the Battle of Turin, it escaped from French rule, but the main battlefield was not in the Alps at that time.

  In that era of technological backwardness, building a castle on the mountain was not a small project. Who was it, and for what purpose was it to build a castle in a place with no special products and a small population?

  The demon is dead. Is this demon a real demon, or is it someone who did the same thing as a demon?

  She took out the pork that she had bought at the foot of the mountain from her pocket, raised a fire, and then began to process it.

  Today, she wants to eat shredded pork. It must be roasted for at least three hours. Now it is roasting and it is ready for lunch.

  In addition to the seafood that she didn't have time to eat last night, she planned to make a seafood salad. After crushing the fruits and vegetables, she frozen them so that she would have Hawaiian juice for lunch.

  "Are you so anxious to set up a tent and want to use the kitchen?"

  Just when she was performing food magic, the old bat asked disappointingly.

   "I can't be troubled by not having a kitchen." She raised her head confidently.

   "It's tea and juice again, what do you want to drink?"

  "The juice is drunk at noon. We will drink tea later."

   "You don't want to drink coffee anymore?"

   "Coffee is too heavy for me, I still prefer tea." She was a little nervous and muttered, "There are still too few clues."

  Severus didn't bother to pay attention to her.

  He had known her habit of cooking at a high pressure. He used a flying curse out of a chair from the drawing box, and then began to relax in the sun while reading the newspaper.

  Although most of his body is in the dark, a part of it is still shrouded in the sun. With such an uneven sun exposure, he is not afraid of causing chromatic aberration and it becomes even more ugly than it is now.

  (End of this chapter)