Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 37 Necessities

The next class is ancient magic pattern. Although it is optional in the ordinary wizard rank examination, Pomona does not intend to bend. It is not necessarily that ancient things are better than current ones, but Pomona has an intuition, this stuff It's useful to learn.

  Lily’s next class is fortune telling. Although she didn’t want to take it very much, she was alone in the greenhouse after Pomona left. Her interest in plants does not mean that she likes to grow plants, she prefers to chop them up, which is what she calls enjoying the process of cooking.

  "I think the magic of waving a wand and having a table of food is too boring. Have you tried Muggle cooking Pomona?"

"No." Pomona said exhaustedly as she climbed the slope. She almost cleaned the pot of Humeizi liquid medicine just now. Fortunately, she will clean it up, but the magic power is consumed very quickly, and she feels extremely tired. Up.

   "Cooking is like boiling a potion. You should try it."

  Pomona suddenly came up with a strange idea.

   "Lily, have you tasted the dishes Snape made for you?"

   Lily was stunned, her green eyes opened wide.

   "I dare say that the dishes he cooks are the same as the recipe." Pomona laughed and said, "Maybe he still weighs the salt with a balance."

   "But in that case, the dishes will not taste like home." Lily lowered her head. "My dad always complains that mom's dishes are too light, but I think it's because she wants him to be healthy."

  Salt is a very small but indispensable substance in the body. Without it, people can't live. Plants also need various trace elements just like people. This is her talent.

  She and Mrs. Sprout have lived together for eleven years. They have no friends of the same age except Pete, so she has never realized how old-fashioned she is. Now she and Lily feel how lifeless she is.

  "Do you like the Beetle?"

   "It was popular when I was in elementary school, and everyone liked to listen." Lily sighed with frustration, "Unfortunately, it's hard to see my former friends after I went to boarding school."

   "Don't worry, you will meet a lot of new friends soon." Lily's personality is not like the gloomy Snape, and Pomona believes she will make new friends soon.

   "The girls in the same dormitory with me keep their distance from me." Lily complained, "but you have a picnic with them on the grass."

   "Our situation is different, remember what I told you? Keep your distance from Slytherin, because you are Gryffindor."

   "It's so stupid." Lily curled her lips, "Why are we being fiddled with by a hat?"

  "This is a tradition. It has been for a thousand years." Pomona got tired from crawling, and stopped to rest. "What tradition do you think can be passed on for more than a thousand years?"

   "Christmas, it has been passed on for almost two thousand years."

  "Christmas is a business lie. You won’t believe that there really is Santa Claus in this world."

   "Of course!" Lily flushed, "I don't believe in Santa Claus at the age of four!"

  Pomona doesn’t know why she’s so excited, is it a good thing for Muggles not to believe in Santa Claus?

"No matter how ridiculous you think some behavior is, but since it has been passed down for so long, then you shouldn't underestimate it." Pomona looked at her seriously. "Slytherin and Gryffindor are feuds, even after graduation, everyone Will let go of a bit of prejudice, but things are different now, have you heard of Death Eaters?"

   Lily shook her head.

"They did it." Pomona motioned to Lily to look at the greenhouse. "Two adult Death Eaters took two students from the Snake Academy, Avery and Murseber, and together they tortured the housekeeper with an Unforgivable Curse. Elf."

  Lily was not surprised.

   "Why didn't you tell the professors?"

"Because I want to live, and also want to stay in the wizarding world." The sun was blocked by clouds, the temperature began to drop sharply, and the wind started to rise. "This time we are fighting Slytherin because of a Muggle girl, she is just like you. Both parents are Muggles and their name is Nancy Poitiers. The day before last winter vacation, Bella Black’s group locked her in the women’s bathroom on the second floor all night. They almost frightened her crazy. The Hefpaff boys plan to teach the Slytherin boys a lesson in this year’s Quidditch competition. We girls only took action in order to avoid escalation of the situation. You see that everyone is not serious about poisoning, this This is the way society is, strength is supreme, and it is different from the environment you were in before."

   "Just being locked in the bathroom for one night..."

"Remember what James Potter said on the dock? There was a girl from Ravenclaw who died there. She was a Muggle just like you." Pomona avoided referring to the insulting one. Say the words "If you don't want to be the next girl to be taught by Bella, keep your distance from Slytherin and get along with people in Gryffindor."

It took Lily a long time to accept the fact that she was discriminated against. She is a beautiful girl with a likable personality. It is estimated that she was very popular in Muggle schools before. She was protecting the weak, just as Sirius just got off the train that day. Black called her a snot, and she immediately maintained it for Pomona, and now she fell from the top to the bottom.

  "You and James Potter, Sirius Black an academy, what do you think of them?"

  "I'm not familiar with them." Lily said coldly, "but they and Muggles...no, it's a virtue of the rich in private schools."

"They are the top level, especially Sirius Black. They are one of the sacred twenty-eight families. They are very, very prominent." Pomona repeated the last sentence. "Remember the day of the sorting ceremony? People from the whole school. I was stunned. If you don't want to be disfigured, stay away from them."

   "You are crazy." Lily gathered her long red hair that had been messed up "Disfigured? Are you serious?"

   "My dear, our first attack on Slytherin will cause disfigurement, as well as doom and disease." Pomona sneered and said, "This is not black magic, it's just a prank."

  Lily was stunned again, as if she understood that this is not black magic and what black magic is.

  "Instead of wasting time on cooking, I think it’s more practical for you to learn two ways to defend yourself. Your Severus will not always be by your side. You have to learn to protect yourself."

   "Then what about you? Pomona, how do you protect yourself?"

"Hidden." said coldly. "Don't leak a word of what I told Snape just now. If our plan is known in advance by Slytherin, you and I will become enemies, me and Hefpa. Girls at the Husband Academy will not give you good fruit."

   "What are you going to do? Do you force me to drop out?"

   "I am not threatening you, I just tell you some knowledge necessary to live in this world, Snape will not tell you this."

  Lily looked at the castle, and a moment later said, "You kept me tight-lipped, but told Severus the plan? A Slytherin?"

   "He won't say it." Pomona sneered.

   "Why?"

"Slytherin's interests are paramount. Do you know the market price of an antidote? Thirty-two gold gallons. The school does not allow outsiders to come and go freely. Hogsmeade does not have such things to sell. When the war officially begins, the antidote will be sold. The price will be higher. He can make a lot of money. I think he doesn't wear very well. His family situation shouldn't be very good, right?"

   "I don't want to discuss this topic."

"Lily, people have to ask for money if they want to live in human society. Don't say that you don't want to be divided next time." After enough rest, Pomona began to continue climbing. "You are not a saint, and you don't need to sacrifice your own interests. Fles Snape is protecting you."

   "I don't need his protection." Lily put her hands around her, like giving herself a hug "I can take care of myself."

"So now I start to think, are you going to stay in the wizarding world or the Muggle world?" Pomona said coldly with her back to her. If you want to produce witches on your own, believe me, there are many people of that kind in this world, because I have lived with one of them for eleven years."

  (End of this chapter)