Harry Potter Morning Light

It is difficult to describe in words whether the wilderness with nothing is suitable for seclusion, or Godric's Hollow full of old people and memories is more suitable for seclusion.

After the Battle of Hogwarts, she went with a man who came back from the dead, and found a decent looking house in the moors, which became their new residence, just like Molly did with Blake's old house It was her style to refurbish that house, though not luxurious, and the house Narcissa lent them to live in was very much in Malfoy's usual style - gorgeous.

She didn't like the feeling of Slytherins everywhere, so after opening the door, she waved her wand and started to make major changes to the house. All the unnecessary things she didn't like were thrown into the storage room. Makes broken furniture and decorations automatically repair comparable after a fight.

After the room became simple and orderly, she breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much better, and then she looked at the person who insisted on staying overnight.

"What next, Professor?"

"I heard that you and Sissy went to Weasley's Trick Shop, what did you do there?" Snape started playing the Death Eater scene again, and filled himself with a bottle of wine from the liquor cabinet.

"I'll send him a message."

"what news?"

"Stand back and don't be aggressive."

"How could George have said that?"

"He told me to go and tell the Minister for Magic that he's just a trick dealer now."

"Is there anything else?"

"I told him that you are already earning money. You don't need Dad to continue working in the Ministry of Magic to support the family. He can retire. Have you talked to Hermione?"

"She doesn't believe that Arthur is the kind of person who knows the law and sells contraband."

"Severus, you have been bitten by Nagini just like Arthur, I think it's a kind of fate." Pomona began to run her fingers around her hair again "You and Arthur are different types of family men. "

"How do you know I'm a family type." Severus smiled and walked around slowly while holding his wine glass.

"How many women succumb to your masculinity now, Snotluck." Pomona also started circling the living room.

"You may be the only person in this world who still dares to call me that, naughty ghost." The snotlite looked smug, but his tone was a bit lonely.

The feeling of not having an opponent is very boring. Sirius is such an existence that he can't wait to kill, and it's a pity to kill him.

"Severus, would you like to try an Animagus?"

"You can even do this?"

"I'm Dumbledore's favorite student, and I'm on good terms with Minerva, don't you think?"

"Tell me, maybe I'm interested." Severus took a sip of his wine and sighed contentedly.

"How much do you know about the Celtics?"

"No impression other than a lot of red hair."

"In Celtic mythology, there is a hero named Cu Chulainn. He is an irritable and irritable warrior. In battle, his body will become extremely deformed and weird, looking like a wild boar. The most dangerous animal in the forest is not a wolf, but a wild boar. Cu Chulainn is the son of the sun god, so Animagus cannot use negative Emotionally intensified, but activated with positive emotions."

"For example..."

"Loyal, moral, and fearless. Prongs treat you badly because of Lily. He has a much better personality than you, except he likes to provoke girls."

"Then what's Pete Pedylo?" Severus laughed more smugly. "Wormtail is disgusting even to the Dark Lord."

"If you were loyal to him and served your master, the potion that created his body wouldn't be so bad. You didn't serve him to resurrect, how did Tom let you go?"

"You still doubt me?"

"I'm just curious how you lied and got away with it."

"Take off your shirt and I'll answer you."

Pomona flushed with anger, "Where did you learn this hand!"

"Anyway, it's not you." Snape drank his wine and sighed. "If I did everything you taught me, I'd still be living with grandma like Longbottom."

"I won't take it off!"

"You will have to take it off sooner or later, why don't you show it to me that day."

After being reminded by the old hooligan, Pomona remembered that the two deans were busy with other things, and only Minerva, who was too busy, and Felivy, who didn't care about things, were the only ones who had sneaked into the maze. good time.

"Cedric told me that Myrtle said someone was making Polyjuice Potion in the toilet, and that was Barty Crouch?"

"How would I know?" Snape looked at her with burning eyes. "What color are you wearing in your underwear today?"

"How many people can drink a pot of soup?"

"At least three, and it is also possible that they were drunk by one person, for example, as many times as Barty Crouch Jr.."

"Harry said Barty Crouch Sr. was trying to tell him what the next game was going to be. Do you think it's possible he knew something in advance?"

"I'll look into this matter later, don't you want to know how I begged the Dark Lord for mercy? Take off your shirt."

"You can go to the bedroom now if you want to hang out with me, that's not what you want."

"I think Arthur and I are really not the same type. He still has appetite after seeing Molly's body."

"Then what if one day I'm no longer young and beautiful like Molly?"

"You won't. Look at Hagrid and Feliway. They have hardly changed for so many years. Instead, I have to worry about whether I will look like your grandpa when I grow old."

Pomona stopped circling.

"I'm obviously younger than you, but now it looks like I can be your father, Pomona, we don't have time to waste on those irrelevant people!" Severus could not hide his excitement, "Or do you want me and Nicolas? The same way to make the medicine of immortality?"

Pomona didn't know how to answer.

"That's what I told him. Back then, the Dark Lord tracked down the Sorcerer's Stone and wanted to use it to create a new body, but he never knew where the Sorcerer's Stone was. Later, Hagrid took Harry Potter to Gringotts When withdrawing the money, the Philosopher’s Stone was taken out of Vault 713, and Gringotts was hacked a few days later, do you know who did it?”

"Tom?"

"That's really strange, Pomona, why do you always call him the name that he discards every time you bring up the subject of the Dark Lord's body?"

"In ancient Greek, Tom means the sun god. Dumbledore always believed that he made many wrong choices just because of his extremes."

"You mean, Dumbledore still thinks the Dark Lord is his student after all he's been through?" Severus shook his head and smiled sarcastically. "That old fool."

"He thinks Tom Riddle is his responsibility." Pomona moved her hand slowly to the button of her jacket. "Even if it kills Tom."

"The body is the container of the soul. My dear, a vase can also be used as a horcrux, but the Dark Lord uses the sacred objects of the four colleges as a horcrux. Do you know why?"

"You said it, blasphemy."

"Not only that, but also because they look beautiful, just like you." Snape wanted to drink some wine, but found that the glass was empty, so he put the glass on the table.

"I've changed my mind, let's go to the bedroom now."

"I haven't cleaned up the bedroom yet." Pomona sat down on the spacious and soft sofa, patted the seat next to her, "Come and sit down, Severus."

"Don't try to manipulate me." He threatened vigilantly.

"Okay then, you sleep here tonight, I'll find another place to sleep." She was about to stand up as she spoke.

"You're such a wicked witch." Snape said grumpily, and then rushed towards him with strides and swiftness, making the woman being attacked scream, just like that day in the detached house in the wilderness.

If a neighbor heard the sound and opened the door to help and drive Pete away, maybe there would be no serious consequences. Unfortunately, there was no one around the house at the time. When Severus opened the door, he saw a mess all over the place. As he'd seen the Potters' house twenty-four years ago.

It's just that Godric's Hollow is not an inaccessible place, and maybe some neighbor moved Tom's body away.

Some people are there and not there, like ghosts, but they have living bodies, maybe they don't even realize how much they are like soulless corpses.