Harry Potter’s Morning Light

   Chapter 850 Party Animals

  At the party of the old slug, there was a vampire, Schneider, who looked very ordinary and belonged to the type that disappeared when he merged into the crowd.

  The vampire Pomona encountered this time was handsome and attracted much attention.

  Severus is not a vampire, but as solitary as in the vampire movies, it is true that vampires are very gregarious.

  The vampire called "Mr. Giovanni" by the waiter was chatting and laughing with a group of women dressed as French ladies with feather fans.

He was wearing an evening dress with a black background and a red flame, his black hair was docile as if he had used a smoothing agent, he had two beards on his lips, and he did not wear a mask, but Pomona felt that he did wear a mask. A personality mask named "persona".

  This mask is the boundary between the true self and the outside world. The purpose of existence is the publicly displayed side, giving people a good impression, so as to be recognized by the society, and to ensure that they can get along with people, even people they don’t like.

  Have you ever seen a scene where a weasel and a chicken live in harmony? This is what Pomona saw. These French ladies can cook Orleans wings after plucking their hair.

  The carnival originated from the Bible. A devil trapped **** in the wilderness and did not feed **** for 40 days. Although **** was hungry, he did not accept the temptation of the devil. In order to commemorate Jesus’ fasting in the wilderness during these 40 days, believers use the 40 days before Easter each year as a day of fasting and confession.

But people obviously have gone the opposite of the purpose of this festival. This kind of adult private party becomes more and more ridiculous and magical as the night falls. The guests are still well-dressed, and the actors are less traversed. The weird or small masks hide one by one. The real identity behind the face, virtual lighting and various advanced stage technologies create a blurred illusion, turning the scene into a "paradise".

  Severus in the cloak waved his hand, and the few women who were shaking with laughter were taken aback, and then left of their own accord. Severus sat opposite Giovanni and Pomona sat next to him.

  "This night is beautiful because of you, madam." After she sat down, the vampire said to her, "Your husband is such a lucky man. You can see angels every day you open your eyes."

  Pomona didn't have a good impression of vampires, and now she has a lot of changes to this fancy vampire.

  Who doesn’t like sweet flattery!

   "Vampires, where are the wizards of Venice?" Severus said coldly.

   "Relax." Giovanni smiled and handed him a glass of red wine.

   "I don't drink blood." Severus said.

   "He is not good at socializing." Pomona said in a rounded-out manner.

   "British?" Giovanni asked with a smile of interest.

  "Are you really Italian?" Severus asked.

  "I have lived in Italy since 1964, but before that I was in France. I only lived in the place of birth for 40 years. If measured by this standard, I should be considered French." Giovanni said.

   "Run before others find your anomaly, right?" Severus asked with a mean smile.

   "Yes, being in your 30s will definitely make others jealous." The vampire also smiled in reply.

  "Did you experience the French Revolution?" Pomona took a piece of yellow dragon fruit, which tasted a little sweeter than usual, so she ate another piece.

   "You are asking if it was in the same period, yes, but I was not in France when the Revolution broke out." Giovanni took a sip of blood-red wine and shook his head. "Humans are all crazy."

   "Where were you then?" Severus asked.

   "Is this interrogation?" the vampire asked.

  "Do you know Darwin?" Pomona asked.

   "I have never been to the UK, the weather there is terrible."

   "Why do you want such good weather? Do you want to bask in the sun?"

   "We don't like sunlight but we are not afraid of light. Vampires don't have to be pale."

   "You can use makeup." Pomona stared into his eyes and said, "You have drawn your eyeliner."

   Giovanni spread his hands "Because I am a vampire."

  "Do you like goth makeup?"

  "What about you, dear, do you like goth makeup?" The vampire smiled charmingly.

   "You know that some of your spiritual magic is not effective for me." Pomona held her cheek and asked cutely, "If I dissected you, will your wound heal?"

   "Don't be so bloody, he is not a frog." The kindly potion professor reminded.

  "You can eat human food, why drink blood?" Pomona asked.

  "It can give me a steady stream of inspiration."

"what is your job?"

  "Interior architect, sometimes part-time perfumer, let me guess, what perfume you wear is..."

   "Don't smell her." Severus warned coldly.

   "Don't be so boring, wizard, we are here to enjoy life."

   "What perfume did I use?" Severus asked.

   Giovanni was silent.

  "You have lived so long, haven't you tried another option?" Pomona asked curiously.

   "I can't find that feeling." Giovanni said.

   "You can use dating to attract victims." Severus said.

   "I never killed my'partner', you know, medically speaking, proper blood donation is good for your health." Giovanni sighed helplessly, "You really want to spend the rest of your life with this guy?"

  "This is my secret honeymoon trip." Pomona looked at Giovanni and said.

   "Poor little thing."

  Severus' face paler than a real vampire froze.

   "Where is the most interesting place you have been to?"

  "Do you want to travel around the world?"

   "I have that idea, but we can't spare the time."

   "I think this is the advantage of living a long time, and you can have unlimited time to go where you want to go."

   "The premise is if you have money." Severus said coldly, "I heard that your kind is poor enough to rent out your own castle."

   "Don't you have any good memories about your hometown?"

The vampire’s eyes flashed, and then he smiled and said, “I remember the village I lived in when I was a child. The sunlight turned the grass into gold. The sheep I raised graze on the grass. Sometimes I would ride on its back on the farm. Running in."

   "Not riding a horse?" Severus asked.

  "It looks like it has a golden fleece. I imagine myself riding it flying in the sky. At that time, the Wright brothers had not invented the airplane."

   "You had a great childhood." Pomona said with envy, she also wants to find a sheep to ride.

  "It's not as good as I thought, I am a poor man's child."

   "Who made you change?" Severus said, "I know a vampire, and he said that his lover made a deal with the devil to bring him back to life."

   "I don't think it has anything to do with you." Giovanni said angrily.

   "Have you heard of Jung?" Pomona asked, "Who is your image?"

   "I don't need to answer your questions."

  "Don't you feel tired? You can play with someone you don't like. Here you can be who you are." Pomona said, "If necessary, we can end your life."

   Giovanni said nothing.

   "I said, we know a vampire, his lover turned him into an immortal monster, but she herself died, he wanted to die, he wanted to live and suffer every day..."

   "I'm different from him, I'm alive and well!" Giovanni interrupted Severus breathlessly.

"It's your mother, isn't it?" Pomona Hu guessed. "The first image of a man is often the mother, and then the woman who inspires feelings. The mother can make any sacrifices for the son, but the son may not necessarily To give up life for my mother, on the contrary, it will be painful for a strange woman."

   "She hopes you can live well." Severus said, "You are a lucky man."

  In primitive society, boys have to go through the coming-of-age ceremony or reincarnation ceremony, so that those boys who have reached the adult age will be transformed into men. At that time, he will be free from the protection of his mother, and the entire ethnic group will recognize him as an official adult.

  Weaning this kind of mental dependence is much harder than weaning.

This is not shameful. Every man has an Eve in his heart, and every woman has an Adam in his heart. This "Eve" is called Animus by Jung, and "Adam" is called Ani. Ma, it is difficult for the Western patriarchal world to accept that kind of sissy man. Some men try their best to suppress the "feminine characteristics" in their hearts, and the problem is suppressed as a result.

Because there is no such "goddess" in reality, we met in dreams. The artists depicted her in oil paintings or carved them into sculptures. This "release" made them psychologically satisfied. It is much more normal than those ascetics.

  A woman also has an anima in her heart. Neither animus nor anima may completely overlap with any one person in the real world. There are no two identical leaves in the world, and the personalities of people are also vastly different.

  If the personality mask is a transit point between the heart and the outside world, then the mental image is the transit point between the self and the heart.

  Why didn’t Romeo think of his mother when he committed suicide for Juliet?

  She is definitely the woman who would cry the saddest for his death.

  If you can, don’t arrogantly end your life just because of emotional impulse.

  Pomona shook Severus's hand. The teenager who had hurt her hand was now middle-aged.

  He will soon be old, becoming as white-haired as Albus, but she herself is still a teenager, it is hard to tell from the appearance that he is younger.

  Humans have limited time, so they have to seize the time and strive to become stronger every second. Other magical creatures have a much longer time and are not as impatient as humans. This is why humans are at the top of the world.

  She turned her head and glanced at the actors on the stage, who were waving "butterfly wings" made of light bulbs dancing in the Garden of Eden.

  Almost all butterflies can't survive in autumn, unless they are made into specimens, they can retain their eternal beauty.

  (End of this chapter)