Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 39 The Cursed Child

  With a soft "hum", the little toy in Henry's hand moved.

It looks very beautiful. There are many numbers on it. It looks like a certain date, which can be accurate to a certain time and a certain hour, a certain day, a certain month, a certain day, and a certain hour and minute. Henry looked at it as if he was possessed by his eyes. Na thinks he loves this device more than his wife.

   "It will work, my dear, what do you think?" Henry said softly to Pomona.

   "Is this for me, grandpa?" She was ignorant and looked at him with blue eyes open.

   "I will one day." Henry put the gadget on his workbench again. "But I will do some experiments before that."

Pomona felt very disappointed. Unlike the indifferent Mrs. Sprout, Henry liked children very much. Although she did not go out, Henry would try to make any magic toys she wanted, no matter what she saw in the wizard magazine. One, some are even better than those seen in magazine photos.

   "How to play this thing?"

  "First of all, you have to chase the desire for something." Henry slumped in his chair and looked at the device, just like the last time Pomona found him. "As for what other taboos are only known after the experiment."

   "What's the use of it?" Pomona lay down on the table, looking at the shiny crystal stone on the device, which seemed to be filled with golden magic runes fluttering.

"I'll tell you one day, boy." Henry said, touching Pomona's hair. "But I hope you remember anything, no matter what its purpose was invented in the first place, if we abuse it, all right. Things can also become bad things, and you can only use it if you have to."

   "What is the last resort?"

   "Life and death are a matter of life and death." Henry paused and said, "When you feel that you can't live without it, I hope you are always happy, dear."

   "Pomona? Pomona!"

  Mary’s cry called her back from her past memories.

   "Seriously, your sleeping appearance is ugly enough, can you stop being unresponsive?" Mary frowned, as if she was unwilling to be with her.

   "Sorry, what did you just say?"

   "We are going to have an astronomy class tomorrow night, do you want to come?" Jenny told her the topic just now.

  "What month and day is today."

   "September 2, 1971." Mary said blankly.

  It has only been two days since the beginning of school, why does she feel that it has been a long, long time.

  Remus Lupin is about to transform in two days, maybe she should visit that house tonight.

"Hey, look, it's Malfoy and Narcissa Black." When passing by the atrium, Susan first spotted the golden boy in Slytherin. His hair was like platinum, and the girl beside him had black hair. , She looked very shy and kept looking at Lucius Malfoy with admiration, without her sister Bella Black's publicity at all.

She is one of the faces of Hefpaff girls who must remember, because she is Bella’s direct blood relatives. The trouble with her is to feel sorry for her own life, but Bella can’t stop other people’s gossip behind her back no matter how terrible she is. .

   "It's like two peacocks walking." Mary said with disgust on her face.

The peacock is very beautiful, but it’s a pity that that kind of bird is silly. It happens to be about someone like Malfoy. It’s just that no one smiles in Mary’s metaphor. The handsome and rich boy is very attractive to young girls who are not even more troublesome. Who doesn’t want such a capable girl. The enviable boyfriend.

   "Miss Pomona Martin."

  She heard someone call her name, so she followed her gaze. An unknown man was coming with Professor McGonagall.

"I think you're busy again." Mary said sarcastically. She is actually not bad in nature, just a bit outspoken, and she really likes to be the center of attention, but Pomona always seems to be robbing her. Limelight.

   "He is Auror." Jenny recognized the face of the strange man. "I saw him at Bill's baptism."

  "Why did the Auror appear at Hogwarts?" Mary asked puzzled.

   "Obviously, isn't it?" Susan grumbled. "Pomona saved a house-elf, who was almost tortured to death by the Unforgivable Curse."

  Now even Mary doesn’t gossip anymore.

  "Let’s go to the restaurant for dinner first." Jenny whispered, "See you tonight."

It seemed that she had expected that Pomona would not have dinner with them. Looking at the back of them away, Pomona felt that she and Lily were in the same situation. She only hoped that she would have something to do with Lily. change.

  "This gentleman is the Auror of the Ministry of Magic, Mr. Longbottom." Professor McGonagall introduced to the two of them, "This is Miss Martin who discovered the house elf."

"Nice to meet you."

  Pomona thought he would shake hands. Unexpectedly, Longbottom held her hand and kissed the back of her hand in aristocratic manner. Professor McGonagall looked at him with admiration.

   "Don't worry, Pomona, he is one of us." Professor McGonagall said, "You can rest assured to tell her what you saw today?"

  Pomona didn’t know what Professor McGonagall meant by “one of us”, but she still didn’t plan to tell him all the truth.

   "I saw two adults mixed into the school." She whispered, "One of them is Evan."

  Professor McGonagall and Mr. Longbottom did not have any surprises on their faces, as if they already knew it.

"Torturing a house elf is not going to be judged." Longbottom said, "He only needs to pay a fine to go. Taking advantage of this opportunity to arrest him is not a good idea, and it will even bring danger to Miss Martin. ."

  "This is not the purpose of my inviting you to school." Professor McGonagall turned his gaze to Pomona again. "You can go now, Miss Martin, your friends have not gone far."

   "Minerva, I remember that you only offered me the opportunity to work at Hogwarts yesterday." Pomona said coldly, "Or is my performance not enough to satisfy you and Dumbledore?"

Professor McGonagall looked down at her again and then smiled. "Sorry Professor Martin, but your appearance makes me think of those students who are studying easily. I am glad you can put into work so early, thanks to your help Robbie. It’s not a big problem, and it only takes a period of training to continue working."

   "It's just a matter of hand." She said coldly, "Can I stay in and listen to why you invited the Auror to come to school?"

"I heard Wilmina say that there were werewolves in the Forbidden Forest recently." Professor McGonagall was worried. "It injured a horseman cub. I am worried that the students will be attacked by it when they move around the Forbidden Forest. Please Longbottom to assist."

  "Is it possible that it is Fenrir?" Pomona asked, and Professor McGonagall and Longbottom both focused their attention on her.

  "Why do you have this guess, Pomona?" Longbottom also referred to her by name.

   "Ordinary werewolves will only transform on the night of the full moon, but they have not yet reached the full moon. "Although there are still two days before the full moon, the days before the full moon have not arrived.

  The werewolf Grebok who calls himself Fenrir is a famous lunatic, he likes to bite people, but when did he like to bite children?

   "Professor McGonagall, I remember that house elves can't leave the house at will, unless there is an order from the owner, why would Robbie leave Hogwarts Castle?"

  "I think you are responsible for investigating this, professor." Minerva lowered the brim of the witch hat and signaled to her, "At eight o'clock tonight, I will have a meeting in my office. I hope you will be there by then."

   "Okay." Pomona's heart is beating fiercely. Whose school life is more exciting than her? She became a teacher just after studying.

She did not go to the restaurant and turned to the kitchen. Just now Longbottom asked her that she remembered that when Robbie was picked up because of the rush, the mandela grasses were not transplanted back into the pots, even if the magical plants left the soil. Damn it for so long, but when she and Lily went to the greenhouse in the afternoon, they were so well planted back. If it weren't for someone to help, she hadn't made money for the school, and instead caused the school to suffer a considerable loss.

  "They said, sometimes you can hear a little sound."

  On the long and dark hallway at Hogwarts, she heard the tired man say again.

   "Now, can you hear me?"

  She felt a warm force surrounding herself, even though the torch on the stone wall was swayed by the mountain breeze passing through the corridor at this time, she still could not feel the slightest chill.

   "I think that snake egg is working, do you want to see him? If it is, give me some reaction, just like before."

  Fortunately, Sinistera is a tolerant teacher. If you change to a strict old bat...

   "You will stay with me." She whispered, and then she heard the man's laughter.

  "Great professor." It's still the woman's voice, but her voice is choked, there is nothing to cry.

  "Why should I stay in your hall?" he continued.

   "Sleep in class." She said vaguely, "Don't miss me touching those leeches!"

  How did Slughorn collect leeches mucus before?

  "Are you at Hogwarts?"

  "First year of freshman." She answered honestly.

   "Today is what month and day."

"September 2, 1971, two days before Remus' transformation." She fumbled around like a blind eye, and finally touched a hand. She felt that she was less afraid of what happened next. .

  "Why did you choose that day?"

   "Lily is still alive." She whispered, "She danced with me in the greenhouse."

  The man stopped talking.

  "Do you want to see her?"

   "I don't want to see that much." He replied in a dull voice.

  "Why?"

   "When you open your eyes, I will tell you."

  Slytherin's cunning, Pomona was a little angry, she didn't want to talk to him anymore.

   Then she returned to the corridor. If the space is open, it is easy to have echoes, and she can always hear some noisy sounds.

  "Are you going to tell her?" At the corner of the corridor, two girls were talking in a low voice. One of them was crying with red and swollen eyes, but the saddest time had passed and she stopped crying.

   "Tell him what?"

  "What about your pregnancy?"

  The crying girl did not answer.

   "This is a mistake." After a long time she said, "I won't let it be born."

  "Are you worried about money?" asked the girl friend who got pregnant by accident.

   "No!" The crying girl touched her belly "It needs a complete family, which Pete can't give me!"

  Oh, Pete, Pete again!

  Pomona rushed into the crown. Isn't it the fault of the Pete she knew?

  "Aren't you afraid that she wakes up and blames you?" The woman said again, Pomona was so irritated by them, why couldn't they let her go!

   "I don't care." The man said coldly, "That kid has nothing to do with me."

   "You mean..." the woman hesitated for a long time and said.

"Oh, of course he is my child." The man smiled triumphantly. "But I guess he will be born like Neville Longbottom. You and him lied to me. The prophecy says that two can only live one. , Right? Both of them are alive now, do you want to bet with me, Pomona, is it Harry Potter or Neville that died this time?"

  She wanted to make a sound, but there was a piece of candy stuck in her throat, and she couldn't send any meaningful bytes.

"I will not protect Neville Longbottom. He is your task, Professor Sprout." The man stretched his tone and said slowly, "Complete the task that Dumbledore gave you and protect the chosen one. boy."

  The weird rustle began to reverberate in the corridor again, and she quickly covered her ears with her hands.

   "I can't do it alone, you know!" He yelled at her, "It's not the time when you can continue to pretend to sleep, just wake me up!"

  The Dark Lord is gone, what else can be dangerous?

  Pomona stood up, covered her ears, and ran forward desperately. As for where she went, she just wanted to escape this **** school.

  (End of this chapter)