Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 44 The Road Ahead

   "How can there be such a stupid fool as you in this world!"

  After awakening Snape, Pomona yelled at him.

He didn’t need to lie to her. There was gleaming unicorn hair not far from where he was lying. Contacting them in the antidote business, Mr. Snape wanted to get some powder from the unicorn horn. , The plan to save money and increase profits came into being, but he didn't expect that the docile unicorn would also kick people, and kicked him out.

   "Shut up, Hefpaff." Snape shook his groggy head and slowly tried to stand up.

  It wasn't until he stood up that Pomona remembered that she was busy saving people and forgot to cast a spell on her face.

   "I can't see it anymore." Snape said, rubbing his eyes with some horror.

   Pomona breathed a sigh of relief.

   "Don't worry, this is temporary." She also stood up, "This is a curse that hurts a unicorn. You didn't really hurt it, so it will be well soon."

   "How did the unicorn horns on the market come from?"

  She shrugged like Lily, considering that he can't see him now, so she said again, "I don't know, but I think we can ask Hagrid."

  She took his hand, led the way in front, while casting a small magic on her face, and soon she became the unsurprising Hogwarts born again.

  Snape was very obedient, and Pomona glanced at the horrified expression on his face and curled her lips. He was still a child who had not grown up.

  Hagrid’s hut is the only place with lights on the wasteland. The warm yellow light illuminates the way forward like a lighthouse. She likes the "cruel" half-giant very much.

   "You know, the Forbidden Forest is very dangerous now." Pomona began to talk with words, "I heard that there are werewolves."

   Snape didn’t reply. Pomona thought he might be frightened by the topic, so she changed the topic "How did you meet Lily?"

   "We live on the opposite bank." Snape actually replied, "Sometimes she will go to the river with her sister to play, I can see her."

   "Then did she see you?"

   "One day her sister left her and ran away, I stepped forward to talk to her, that's it."

  Pomona glanced back at Snape. She was ordinary and could not speak sweetly. Even if she was talented, he was destined to be single all her life.

   "Did you see Lily's talent?" Pomona turned her head and focused on leading the way, "She can make ordinary plants move like magic plants."

   "I have seen it, so I think she is a witch, but what about it? It's just to make a little flower move."

  She didn't bother to explain to the potion nerd any more.

   "She said that she likes cooking, and thinks that potions are similar to cooking, can you teach her some potions?"

   "You don't need to worry about how we get along."

   "Don't you think that the girls in Gryffindor won't punish the traitors who play with Slytherin?" Pomona ignored the alienation in his tone and continued, "You can't enter the girls' bedroom."

   Snape was silent, and the school uniform robe rustled across the grass, which sounded extremely pleasing.

   "I won't be coming from today!" She held the face of a Muggle woman and said to the big-nosed old bat, "I have a lot to do. Neville will bring you the materials you want."

   "Does he dare?" He exhaled from his nostrils, just like a fire dragon.

   "It was Lupin who was inducing him..."

   "Do you like to see my women's dresses, Pomona, lend me your dress if you like it."

  Speaking to this point, she knew he could not forgive Neville.

   "I will isolate the students of Hefpaff College to Harry." She whispered, "He shouldn't have joined the Triwizard Tournament."

  The old bat finally showed a satisfied smile. He put down the quill in his hand, crossed his fingers, and looked like "Now we can continue talking."

  He looked at her up and down, "Is your hair still unable to deform?"

Mrs. Pomona Sprout has long flowing gray hair. This is the only thing that can be called the beauty of the short and chubby witch, but she is amiable and fair. She is a good but not very presence. Dean.

   "I couldn't change it with a magic wand before, nor can potions."

"The magic wand made by Ollivander generally uses unicorn hair, and never uses unicorn horns. The horns are ground into powder, and other things, such as phoenix feathers, can also be used as cores. Why does he only use one material? "He began to ponder this question.

  "Do you think that everything can be mixed like your medicine? Don't think about it, think about how to make Harry breathe underwater for an hour!"

  "How does Cedric solve it?"

   "You will know then, this time I will definitely win!"

   "What did you win? That kid is in sixth grade, and Harry Potter is only in fourth grade."

  "You are making excuses for yourself again!"

  "Change an appointment." The big-nosed old bat smiled coldly and said, "Let’s see who can make an appointment to Qiu Zhang for the Christmas party first!"

   "It's up to you?" Sputrow stuck his waist up and down and looked up and down at someone sitting behind his desk. "When you were studying, you didn't make an appointment for even a girl to participate in a Death Eater ball."

   "That's because I never had an appointment." Snape smiled happily. "This time I will be very happy whether I win or lose. What scene is more exciting than the great savior standing alone on the dance floor in a daze?"

   "Then what if he succeeds?"

  "I'll dance with you." He said disdainfully, then picked up the quill pen and started to correct the homework, marking one T after another on the parchment.

   "You know you don't necessarily die if you dance with me." Pomona reminded him.

"Didn’t Dumbledore always want to see the memory of the Dark Lord in my mind? You can continue to try to sedate me." He smiled with a triumphant smile of "I'm holding your handle." The baby man will forget everything in the world, eat, drink or sleep, just like the Imperius curse. The man who has been cursed will feel a blank in his mind, but he will feel extremely happy. The principle of dementia and Imperius. The same, thanks to you I became a master of Occlumency."

"Yeah, the little jokes made before turned out to help you a lot, didn't they, Severus." Pomona said coldly. "If you don't become a Death Eater, you will never know how the Imperius Curse looks like. what does it look like."

  The smile on his face faded.

"Beware of Karkaroff. He teaches at Durmstrang. If the two generations of the Dark Lord join forces, who do you think will be their opponent? I have attended enough funerals, but I especially don't want to attend you. I I really don’t know where it went wrong. You will get mixed up with Mursiber and the others. I knew I shouldn’t have taught you the invisible, so that you wouldn’t taste the dark magic."

   "Get out!" he roared.

"Don't make the same mistake, Severus, Sirius Black was not the murderer who killed Lily, you know!" She lifted the empty basket and opened the door. "You are not young anymore, don't be like a fool Confused by the impulse, Harry is not your enemy, he is Lily's child."

  Pomona looked at the cowering boy behind her again, she felt that Tom Riddle really seemed to have taught him something, but what exactly was it? She really couldn't understand.

  (End of this chapter)