Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 30 Covered with Thin Soil

  In the sunny morning, people’s hearts are dark. Historians compare the Middle Ages to the Dark Age, not because it is covered with clouds all year round.

  When Mrs. Pomfrey found out what magic the house elf was holding, Professor McGonagall immediately notified Professor McGonagall, and it didn't take long for Professor Ferryway and Slughorn to also come. The appearance of the Unforgivable Curse on campus is just like arson. It is a very vicious thing. Even if the injured is a house elf, it must not be ignored.

   "Oh my God, I will notify Dumbledore right away."

Professor McGonagall said that Professor Ferryway seemed to be calm, only Slughorn looked complicated, three points guilty, three points at a loss, and four points of fear. Obviously he didn’t know what was happening in his academy. How bad the situation is.

  "Professor McGonagall, please don't worry, it's just a house-elf, you don't need to disturb the principal." Pomona said softly, "The delay now is to strengthen patrols. It is possible that outsiders have slipped into the school."

   "Outsiders? Not from school?" Ferryway frowned.

"I believe this was not done by our school students." Pomona lied without conscience. In fact, it was Slytherin's little snake who did this wicked thing. "Yesterday I went to find Professor Grapland near the Forbidden Forest. The horseman was attacked by the werewolves. If our school has a defensive loophole, it would be a bad idea to be mixed in by those werewolves."

  Pomona observed the expressions of the professors. Professor McGonagall was obviously calm. She must have known about Remus Lupin. Felvy looked solemn and Slughorn was frightened. He obviously didn't know anything.

  He was almost emptied. Pomona looked down at the house elf. Neither the teacher nor the student trusted him. His so-called news channel had long existed in name only.

  "Did you see who did it? Miss Martin." Professor McGonagall asked.

   "I didn't see anything." Pomona said coldly, "I went to the greenhouse and found it at the door, and then I took it to the infirmary."

   "What does a house elf go to the greenhouse for?" Slughorn asked.

   "I said last night to tidy up the greenhouse, maybe it was going to make preparations in advance." Pomona stroked its bald head "It said it was called Robbie."

  "It's wearing a Hogwarts pillowcase." Felvy pointed to the Hogwarts badge on Robbie's clothes and said, "It's our house elf."

   "You go to class, Miss Martin, let us take care of it next." Professor McGonagall finally calmed down. What could be the worst? The Death Eaters came in, what else could be done besides facing it.

   "I want to see the beating Liu first." She stood up directly, "It hasn't been completely quiet yet, we will continue to work tonight."

   "Go ahead." Professor McGonagall's attention was already on the house elf, and Pomona quickly left the infirmary.

   "Pomona!"

  After some distance from the infirmary, she heard Slughorn call her. She was not surprised at all. After all, the students in the four colleges who are most likely to cast the Unforgivable Curse are the students of his college.

   "What do you want to teach?"

   Slughorn ran out of breath with a big belly, and when he got a good breath, he asked, "You answer me honestly, did you really fail to see who did it?"

   "No." Pomona smiled and said, "I'm not Gryffindor, why should I slander Slytherin?"

  "Stop playing tricks, young lady." Slughorn said sternly. "Don't think that I will be grateful if you cover me."

"Professor, I am Hefpaff and I am still a freshman. What do you think will be good for me if I inform?" It just so happened that the first get out of class was over, and the corridor was gradually filled with "My cousin and my cousin" I said, he can't protect me anytime and anywhere, I really didn't see anything."

   Then Pomona turned around and merged into the crowd. Hefpaff was good at hiding. She didn't need to pay her life for the house-elf.

  It wasn't until this moment that she truly felt what a real war was, that is, to achieve the goal by unscrupulous means. The Dark Lord has reached out to the younger generation of wizards. If all the wizards obey the orders of the madman, it will be a matter of time before they destroy themselves.

   "Pomona!" After going out for a while, someone called her again, this time the person who came was Lily.

   "What's the matter, Evans?" She said politely and politely, Lily looked very surprised, she seemed to think they were already familiar enough to call each other's names.

  "Why do you come from the infirmary."

   "It has nothing to do with you." Pomona said coldly, "You have been careful recently, don't get too close to Slytherin."

  She could feel Lily's enthusiasm getting colder, and it looked a little scary when she was angry.

  "I don't think we are familiar enough to interfere with each other's friendship. Severus is my friend. We have known each other since childhood. I know his personality very well."

   "Since you know it, why do you still ask me if all those who have been assigned to Slytherin are bad dies?"

"That's because she didn't listen to the advice. When did Hefpaff ever have a smart person." A grotesque ridicule sounded around the corner. It was Severus Snape who was being talked about. "You said what I said. Right, Lily?"

  The children quarreled, and it was only one night and they were reconciled.

  Pomona didn't bother to pay attention to these two people, she still had a lot of things to do.

"Hi, Pomona!" She did not expect to meet Lupin at the next corner, and yes, he and Lily are both freshmen in Gryffindor, and Slytherin and Gryffindor were in the last class. Together.

  To be honest, does the person who schedules the class really think that people from the two colleges can get to know each other and become best friends by taking classes together?

"Moon face, do you know her?" Along with Lupin, there are James Potter, Sirius Black and another Pete. He looks very small and always cowering, and has no sense of existence like Jenny. , Pomona felt that the hat was crazy. Why was this kind of person classified into Gryffindor?

   Just as Lupin was thinking about how to introduce her, Sirius Black approached like a dog, sniffed Pomona, and asked "How can you smell the soap I use?"

   "I'm going to see the beating willow, are you coming?" Pomona asked Lupin.

   "I'm sorry, I won't pass over there next class." Lupin pretended to be unfamiliar with her, but in fact they were not very familiar with her.

   "Okay, goodbye." Pomona waved to Lupin, and stayed away from the group without looking back.

Sirius Black will not say, James Potter’s father, Felimon Potter, is the inventor of the quick-smoothing hair cream. This best-selling product doubled the Potter family’s wealth, and he and the Black family 'S girl climbed up to kiss, he is no longer a porter, and is now a nobleman, but James Potter deliberately messed up his hair, the whole person is proud and looks like a very upstart.

  Why doesn’t any of these boys look more mature?

Pomona was a little disappointed to think, they are like green lemon pie, refreshing but slightly sour, reminiscent of the price that Hefpaff has to pay for taking the wrong drum rhythm, being poured with a big bucket of vinegar, although the punishment is not Serious, but that's also punishment.

  (End of this chapter)