Harry Potter Morning Light.

Chapter 415 Black Sheep
When you are in the dark and cold without sunlight, and unfortunately you don’t have enough fuel or you can’t light a fire to keep warm under special circumstances, hugging the people around you is a good way to keep warm.

The body of the living is warm, although the dead are often said to be cold, in fact its temperature is the same as room temperature, but it feels very, very cold to the touch, like ice.

The Durmstrang Academy of Magic in Scandinavia is the school where Grindelwald attended. It does not mean that everyone is his supporter. Victor Krum’s grandfather was killed by Grindelwald .

Similarly, not everyone in Slytherin College wants to follow Voldemort, or support pure bloodism, and there are many people like Slughorn who are wise and safe.

After the giant skeletons made a fuss, these Nordic people simply had a snowball fight, and the British winter was no big deal to them.

A wizard's snowball fight is similar to a Muggle's, except that the speed of making snowballs is much faster. Five or six snowballs can be made with one wave of the wand, and it is almost impossible to miss after using tens of thousands of bullets.

The black wizard who summoned the giant skeleton before has disappeared, and no one wants to care about him. This area has been used with the Manifestation Curse, Thief Induction Curse and Howling Curse. Besieged by them.

Compared with the repressed Hogwarts, Durmstrang's atmosphere is obviously much more relaxed, everyone can shout and laugh, unscrupulous, full of masculinity.

Strong muscles are needed to resist the severe cold climate over there. Even if Draco Malfoy goes there, he will become a strong guy in a few years, not as slender as a girl like now.

In the year of the Triwizard Tournament, not all the contestants in Durmstrang were keen to participate. Most of them came for the female students at Hogwarts. At that time, the old bat was very good at catching people. He was diligent, but he would go to inspect any place where men and women might be alone and cause accidents, which disturbed many people's good affairs.

Victor really came to participate in the competition. He got up early every day to run in the forest farm and the black lake, but there was always a string of girls behind him.

People who exercise regularly don't feel cold, even if they wear a thin coat, on the contrary, Draco's thin body needs thick fur to keep out the cold.

Severus was somewhere in between, neither too thin nor too thick, and was dressed in black all year round as always.

He was a man of great learning, and it would make one feel guilty to have lust for such a man full of ascetic temperament.

That stiff face is cold, majestic and solemn, and his manner is elegant and decent. He will never send any wrong information that will make people mistaken. It is like separating himself from the world with an invisible wall.

But if the brain stops thinking, you can feel the force of falling, which is like falling into hell and falling in love.

Errare humanum est.

It is human nature to make mistakes.

The white wizard who never made a mistake would not understand how exciting it is to make a mistake, even if he knows it is wrong, people will still make it.

She was originally innocent, but now she has become a sinner, just like the white wool on her body has been dyed black, from a white sheep to a black sheep.

After finishing the extremely wild looting, the fire dragon behind her was panting heavily on the back of her neck, Pomona looked down at the yellow scarf on the snow, which she had accidentally dropped just now, but now she did not Dare to pick it up and put it back on.

What came to her mind was Cedric, a male unicorn, how pure and beautiful he looked in his black school robe and yellow scarf, this is the role model for children.

The giant beast behind him groaned like a hiccup, and then said in a silky low voice, "You are shaking."

She felt as if he was reminiscing about something, all the secrets were covered by his cloak, and he kissed her skin from time to time, making loud sucking sounds on purpose.

"Why turn my clothes into school gowns?"

She was breathing smoothly, but she couldn't help shivering, the cold wind poured in through the gaps in her clothes, and she was extremely cold.

"I like it." He brushed his leather-gloved hand over her back. "Has his hand ever touched you like this?"

"Who?"

"Albus Dumbledore."

"You're kidding, he can't do that!"

Severus leaned into her ear and said, "I've been wondering why he only keeps such a beautiful woman for admiration. It seems that liking the same sex is not a bad thing."

When he said this, the guilt in her heart became stronger, because the pair of leather gloves in his hand belonged to Dumbledore.

"I don't drink the warm-up potion for this." She said aggrievedly.

"I forgot to make this thing for you, why didn't I find it in your pocket before?"

"You haven't opened the box called 'Memory'?" She turned her head slowly, and the teenage boy had turned into a middle-aged man in his 40s.

"It's full of pictures of your students, I'm too lazy to look at it." He pinched her chin impatiently and said viciously, "You are really good at hiding things."

"Not as good as you think." She said sadly. "I met Arthur just now."

"What did he tell you?" he asked calmly.

"He said, he knew that your death had a great impact on me, how did he know?" She said a little out of control, "Didn't we act for nothing?"

"You've lived with the Weasleys for close to a year, and sooner or later you'll show your flaws." Severus was quite open-minded, and didn't seem worried at all. "Those brats only went back during the holidays. Before the festival, I almost fought with a stupid dog, and Arthur just came out of the hospital, so I happened to see that scene."

"What are you going to do?"

Severus bared his yellow teeth and said with a smug smile, "Ask him about Azkaban."

"Why do you always trouble him?"

He squeezed her as a warning.

"Everyone thinks you are his girlfriend, why do you think I'm bothering him?"

"Now there are four potential assassination targets." Pomona quickly changed the subject, "Harry, Draco, Arthur, Neville, you can't stay here for too long!"

She tried her best to break free from his control, but she didn't dare to escape from the range covered by his cloak.

"We can go anytime." Severus said, looking her in the eyes. "Take Draco and Astonia and we'll leave this country and go anywhere in the world. I don't want to be surrounded by unrelated people." A waste of time."

"You can't do that!"

"Why not? Give me a reason!" He said every word.

"I don't know." Pomona said sadly, "How did you find Karkaroff?"

He stared at her without saying a word.

"We had such a good hiding place at the time, Pete also came to the door, and hiding is not an option."

"What's that?" He picked up a glass bottle on the ground.

"The mythical horn powder, Rolf gave it to Hermione, and Hermione gave it to me." Pomona sniffed pitifully, "Give me the refreshment."

"He went to America?" Severus looked at the small bottle of powder, as if admiring a work of art.

"He just sent a bird-shaped man-eater to fight a giant, it should be."

"Did he go by himself, or was he ordered?" He asked suddenly.

"Why do you ask?"

"He's Newt Scamander's grandson, and the timing of his visit to England is so coincidental."

"Happy birthday." Pomona changed the subject, "You had a bad day on January 1, and today is not too good. Two bad birthdays are a good birthday."

"So I'm officially 45 now, and you're still 15." Severus curled his lips into a smirk.

"Can you stop laughing?" She straightened her clothes, making a rustling sound as the cloth rubbed against each other.

"Hold on." He stopped her. "Do you like what I just did to you?"

She blushed and nodded meekly and obediently.

"What is happiness to you is not to Voldemort. He likes women, and he never wants to experience being played by the same sex." He smiled maliciously and said, "Especially me, Severus Snape , that would make him spit it out."

"Why do you call him by name..."

"No matter what I call him, he will kill me, why should I be afraid?" Severus pressed her head and kissed her forehead hard, "I'll go to the little troll later How about you over there?"

"I'll stay and take care of Draco."

"That means Arthur has no one to protect?"

"And Neville."

He didn't listen to what she said at all, and started kissing her ears and chin again, and deliberately made a sound that made people blush and heartbeat.

"Don't do this!"

"You only have one life, so why not be happy about it." He said emotionlessly, "I can't sleep at home in the middle of the night, and ran to the Forbidden Forest to protect the savior. Don't you think I should be comforted?"

"I want to talk to you about business."

"I am listening."

"You didn't at all!"

"Are we going to continue wasting time with this meaningless argument that you won't stop actively?"

"I hate you, Severus!" Pomona lashed out at him.

"Why don't you wear a scarf?" He bent down and hung the yellow scarf around her neck. "This is more perfect."

"I don't need to be perfect." Pomona threw away the scarf that day. "Do you know the name of the magic school in America?"

(End of this chapter)