Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 1131 "Long Story"

  Fiona left in the middle of the meal.

  The two "men" in the restaurant were indifferent to her departure, so Pomona had to follow Fiona to leave.

  As Pomona said before, talking about serious topics during dinner can affect appetite.

  They returned to the kitchen again, and Fiona made no secret of her anxiety.

  She habitually took out the pockets of her clothes, but she didn't touch anything. Pomona knew what that meant.

   "Do you want a cigarette?"

   "No." Fiona said irritably, "I thought you were good people."

  In other words, because she thinks "Smiths" are bad guys, so she refused everything she gave Fiona?

   "I thought you had accepted that the wizarding world is different from Muggles." Pomona said.

   "I know it's different!" Fiona turned around in the kitchen impatiently. "But I thought that as long as I can live a good life, I can adapt to the difference."

  "Have you not learned your lesson yet?" Pomona sneered and said, "You smuggled from Romania to the UK to pursue the so-called ‘good day’, but this is not what you think, is it?"

  Fiona stared at her.

  "Western Europe is not a paradise. Although Romania is backward, it is not a hell. How do you think this manor is different from the Romanian countryside?"

Pomona leaned on the door frame and stood leisurely. "The feeling of people is sometimes so wonderful. As long as you wear a halo on it, you can taste delicious things that don't suit your taste. You deceive yourself and others. Many places in Romania are still closed to traffic and still rely on Malays to pull carts like in the Middle Ages. This is similar to the French countryside, but the carriage in Provence does not represent backwardness in traffic, but romance and retro."

   "You are not qualified to talk to me like this." Fiona said painfully, "You have never been poor, and you don't know what it is like."

"For children in slums, there are only two ways, one is to be a law-abiding, hard-working person, maybe he has to do two jobs, but he is still poor, and the other is to join a gang and do some lawlessness. But the money comes quickly. Edgar was the same as Felix before, but he was lucky to be a wizard. Unfortunately, he still embarked on a crime. There is a tattoo on his arm, that is, he joined before. Gangs that have been."

  Pomona is weird to say.

  What would Voldemort look like if she knew she compared the Death Eaters to a gang?

   "Are you from the Mafia?" Fiona asked.

   "No, it's not a mafia, we are wizards, our power is not a child's play, or a fairy godmother in a fairy tale, for Cinderella to turn into a skirt."

  Pomona walked to a withered rose in a vase, and the withered rose became alive again in her hands.

   "Your son's power is different from ordinary wizard children. He was born for war."

  "Is this genetic?" Fiona asked.

  Pomona didn’t know how to answer.

   "I knew it!" Fiona seemed to be sure of something, gritted her teeth and said, "Of course a violent father will have a violent son."

  Pomona did not want Fiona to have this misunderstanding.

  But she didn’t want to explain this misunderstanding.

  "How is Felix's grades?" Pomona asked.

  Fiona shook her head, "Even if I have prepared enough tuition for him, he will not be able to enter a prestigious school."

   "Then I think you have no other choice." Pomona withdrew her hand. "This is your chance to change your destiny."

   "If you have a child, you are letting him risk a rich life, and hope that he can be ordinary, but can live his life in peace?" Fiona stared at Pomona's eyes.

  This Muggle woman showed an amazing strength at this moment, not at all the cowering posture of a maid just now.

   "I have no children." Pomona said blankly.

   "I know." Fiona continued to be aggressive and looked at her aggressively. "What I asked is if you have children in the future..."

"I think it is because Harry Potter has no parents, so when he rides a high-speed firebolt to participate in Quidditch competitions, no one will worry that he will be injured." Pomona interrupted Fiona." Another child, his name is Draco Malfoy, and his mother was so worried that he would be injured, and later banned him from participating in the academy, even though he was very athletic."

   "What do you mean?"

"This is the difference between men and women in educating their children. Draco's father tried to get him into the hospital team and let him exercise himself, but his mother was spoiled by him, and he was not allowed to do anything dangerous. Why don't you ask Ask Felix’s father? After all, he is not your child alone."

   "I don't want him to know where I am." Fiona said angrily.

   "He will use violence against you?" Pomona asked.

   "No, he always sets the wrong example to Felix, but the kid still likes him very much."

   "So, you don't want them to be together with father and son?" Pomona asked.

"He wants us to have a normal life." Fiona began to circle in the kitchen again. "He always goes in and out of prison. Every time there is a case around, the police are always the first to think of him. You don't know when When the uniformed police appeared at our door, how the neighbors were chattering."

  Pomona remembered the little badgers who were "gossiping" behind Harry after the secret room incident.

   "Your husband stays away from you in order to prevent you from being hurt by words." Pomona said, "I don't think he is that bad, at least better than the other father I know."

"Who?"

"Voldemort's father, a rich Muggle. He didn't even give money to send his pregnant wife. He allowed her to wander on the street." Pomona smiled coldly. "Voldemort's grandfather thought he came back to admit his ancestors. It’s to take advantage. Have you ever been bullied as a woman with a child? For example, deducting wages?"

  Fiona stared at Pomona in a daze.

"The law is used to deal with people, and violence is used to deal with animals. Sometimes the difference between humans and animals is very blurred, especially when facing the temptation of profit. You are an illegal immigrant, even if the boss does not pay you. , You can’t call the police. Some things you take for granted are not what they seem on the surface. The rules are not consciously followed by everyone. That’s why we need force.” Pomona sighed. "I know that many people think that duel is a barbaric act, but people in the Middle Ages would duel for honor, for love, and for justice. At least people in that era knew what honor, love, and justice are. This seems stupid. It made me think that human beings are not so hopeless. I used to squeeze what I feel right into my husband’s hands like you, but that’s not what he really wants. If you really love Fei Lix, you should tolerate him and let him become the person he wants to be. I never persuaded Edgar to give up black magic. It was his firm choice. Denying this would deny everything to him."

   "Are you saying that even if my son wants to become a criminal, I should tolerate him?" Fiona asked firmly.

   "Written laws are not always right. Do you know what caused the werewolves and wizards to come to this point?" Pomona asked.

Fiona didn’t say anything, so she went on to say, “The Anti-Werewolf Act has left the werewolves no retreat. Six years before that, the Ministry of Magic also promulgated some legal provisions to persecute mixed-blood and Muggle wizards. For those in power, the law is only a tool for them to manage the people, not to protect the weak. I know, you need time to understand. I won’t persuade you to go back to the restaurant and have dinner with us. Not at home, you can have a good talk with Felix."

  After speaking, Pomona left the kitchen.

  She did what she said, hoping that her comprehension is not inherited, otherwise she might as well sing to the cow.

   "Did you talk to her?" Severus asked after returning to the restaurant.

  Pomona smiled and did not answer.

  "We will go back to England in the afternoon. Can you take a good look at this manor, Young?"

   "Of course, sir!" Felix said proudly.

   "And my bird and snake." Pomona reminded Felix "Remember to change the dressing!"

   "Oh, this..."

   "You are Hefpuff, Hefpuff will do this!" Pomona interrupted the young man with a face full of dissatisfaction. "If you want to become a warlock, start by taking care of magical animals."

  After speaking, she stuffed a large bite of beef into her mouth.

   "You heard what she said." Severus said, "Birds and snakes are fighting, they are not livestock that provide us with meat."

  Felix immediately nodded in conviction.

  Pomona looked at the two "men" coldly.

  Why both the house elves and Felix are convinced that Severus is a little bit more, it is obvious that she is better for them!

  (End of this chapter)