Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 1121 The wizard in the bottle

  Sometimes Albus would travel on Yeqi.

  Yeqi is not a cute animal like a reindeer, and "Grandpa White Beard" doesn't wear red clothes like Santa Claus. He wears an invisible cloak and flies in the night sky.

  No one knows where he will go, but that place is undoubtedly dangerous and requires a wizard like Albus to hide his whereabouts.

  Maybe he came from this place, the residence of the "Reaper".

  While Voldemort thought about "Heaven", Pomona patrolled in front of the figures on those steps.

  She hopes to find the white wizard's face, but also hopes to find him.

  At the same time, she also compared these faces with portraits of celebrities.

  Whether it is by chance or by strength to get here, these people will be like the three Peverier brothers, from silent mercenaries to legends.

   "Who are you?" Xenofilius asked, staring at Pomona's face.

   "Secret." Pomona smiled and said, "What are you doing here? Xenofilius."

  Xenofilius did not answer this question.

   "What happened to you just now?"

  "A phoenix that kept crying. The wound on our body was healed after being washed by the phoenix's tears. I heard that you met a black eagle."

  "Have you heard the story of the fairy in the bottle?" Xenofilius said, staring at a sculpture with a sickle in hand.

   "No." Pomona said, "What is that?"

   "A Muggle fairy tale."

  "You really love to talk about fairy tales." Pomona said, "that fairy tale has something to do with this person?"

   "That is a fairy tale collected by Brothers Grimm." Xenofiliulis said.

   Once upon a time, there was a poor woodsman. He worked greedily every day and accumulated a little money for his son’s tuition. The young man studied very hard, but before the completion of his studies, because the money ran out, he could only go home and continue to chop wood with his father.

  One day, the young man found a glass bottle under the big oak tree. He opened the bottle out of curiosity and a huge monster ran out.

   "I want to break your neck!" The monster threatened the young man "in return for you to let me out!"

"Okay." The young man replied calmly. "But this is not anxious. First, you have to prove to me that the villain in the bottle just now is you. If you can get in, I will be convinced, and then my head will be at your disposal. ."

  The monster said proudly, "No problem."

   So it shrank quickly again and got back into the bottle. The young man took the opportunity to screw the cap on.

  He buried the bottle as it was near the root of the tree, and when he was about to leave, the monster pleaded miserably.

   "Let me go out, I swear I will never hurt you a vellus hair, and I will give you a fortune. You will not spend it all your life."

  The young man hesitated and decided to take a risk, so he pulled out the cork, and the monster got out and became a giant again.

The giant gave the young man a cloth-like thing and told him, "If you put one end of this cloth on the wound, the wound will heal, and if you use the other end of the cloth to wipe steel or iron, it will turn into silver. ."

  The boy immediately wiped his broken axe with the cloth, and the axe became silver.

  The young man returned to his father's side and continued to chop wood. He wiped the axe with what the monster gave, and then chopped it down. The iron on the axe had turned into silver, so the axe's blade was curled up. The father was so angry that he asked the young man to find a way to sell the broken axe and return it to the neighbor in exchange for some money.

  The youth took it to the gold shop in the town and sold it for 400 Taylors. In this way, all the sorrows of father and son were relieved, and the young man was able to go back to school to study. Later, because of his cloth, he became a famous doctor.

   "Your story is about an axe." Pomona looked at the statue and said, "He has a sickle in his hand."

   "You forgot that the young man released the monster?" Xenofilius said, "The monster has regained freedom. Guess what it will do?"

  Pomona looked at the sickle again.

   Generally speaking, the sickle represents a good harvest. The doctor snatched the patient from the death god, on the contrary, the death **** reaped life with a sickle. In Greek mythology, Gaia used black rocks collected from the deepest part of the earth as raw materials, and the Sekross made a very hard and sharp little sickle. I hope Cronus will assassinate Uranus. Cronus cut off his father's head with a sickle and quickly dismembered him.

  The sickle has always been the symbol of Cronus, so the image of Cronus holding a sickle or a long-handled sickle becomes a symbol of the passage of time, and then the sickle becomes a symbol of death.

   "This is a fairy tale." Pomona said, "Don't take it seriously."

   "I wish I could do it." Xenofilius said, "But since I know there is such a place in the world, I know I doubt it."

   "You mean..."

   "Someone locked up the evil monster again, right in this temple." Xenofilius said, "I got this from Black Hawk."

  Pomona looked down at Xenofilius's hand. He had a curved sharp blade in his hand, which looked like a sickle or some kind of raptor's claw, but it was made of bronze.

   "What did you get?" Xenofilius asked in a low voice.

"I do not know what you're talking about."

"Do you really think that you are lucky enough to get here so easily, or are you the "chosen one"?" Xenofilius whispered, "That monster, it intends to escape, because it deliberately let you in. ."

   "What else do you know?"

  "Don't be so concealed." Xenofilius moved anxiously. "What we are talking about now concerns the lives of thousands of people."

   "You may care about people's lives." Pomona smiled and said, "But some people don't care, they use this opportunity to seek their own interests."

   "Are you that kind of person?" Xenofilius opened his eyes wide. "Are you?"

  Pomona glared at him for a while, and took out the small bottle Anna gave her.

   "That's it." Xenofilius looked at it fascinated, and subconsciously reached for it, but withdrew his hand like Severus.

  "Do you know what it is?" Pomona asked.

  "Have you read the New Testament?" Xenofilius asked.

   "Who do you think I am?"

   "I don't know who you are. Although I don't believe in God, I have read the Bible." Xenofilius said.

   "Yes, you are Ravenclaw who loves to read. What does this have to do with the New Testament?" Pomona said impatiently.

  "The material used to make this bottle is used to build the New Jerusalem." Xenophylius said, "Do you know what the New Jerusalem represents?"

  Pomona opened her eyes wide.

The last two chapters of "Revelation" describe John seeing in a vision a city that descended from heaven to God on earth. The name of this city is New Jerusalem. It is not a material city, but has been redeemed by God through the ages. The composition of believers is also the crystallization of the work of God through the ages.

  The universe created by God is divided into old creation and new creation, and the time node is the final judgment.

  The universe before Judgment Day was created by the old. The new heaven and the new earth renewed after the extinction fire trial is centered on the New Jerusalem. It is said to be a cube, built with gold, gems, and pearls.

  Pomona looked at the bottle in her hand.

  "It looks like gold." Xenofilius said, "But it is actually glass. You have to use it to lock the monster in."

   "What? Me?"

   "Only you are not hot when holding it."

   "But... how do I lock it in?" Pomona asked.

  "How do I know?" Xenofilius raised his eyebrows. "Anyway, you can't use the method in the fairy tale. It has been fooled once and will not be deceived again."

  Pomona is about to collapse.

  In Paul’s letter to Titus, he once described Cretans as “character inconsistency, lack of sincerity, like quarrels, and contaminated with all kinds of vices”.

  The hypocrisy of the Cretans is well-known, and the phrase "a Cretan in Crete" originated from this place, which means "deceive a rascal."

  Rogues are so difficult to deceive, let alone the devil, and she also deceives the devil who has been deceived once.

  Blessed and misfortune come, she knows that there is no good thing so smoothly!

  "Merlin's beard..."

   "It's useless to call Merlin, hurry up and find a way!" Xenofilius interrupted her, "I will help you, provided you tell me how to help you?"

  　 Grimm's fairy tale, the fairy in the bottle

  (End of this chapter)