Harry Potter’s Morning Light

   Chapter 2506 "Mutual generation" and "Mutual restraint" (middle)

   Sirius has an old house elf named Kreacher.

   Sirius never liked it, he didn't like Sirius, and he didn't even care about the other house-elves at Hogwarts, and the kitchen happened to be the place with the most house-elves in the whole school.

In order to avoid Filch when they were studying, they made a Marauder's map. The reason is to make it easier for Remus to return to the dormitory after the screaming shack is completed. In fact, it is more often used as a prank. .

Remus had captured it from Harry not long ago--apparently it had gone on an unknown journey--and Harry had somehow ended up near the Slytherin cellar, near the dock where the newborn boat landed. , and then he met the old bat who returned from the night watch, and it was Remus who rescued him.

  The Hogwarts Kitchen is one of the few places not shown on the Marauder's map, and anyone entering the kitchen disappears just like entering the Room of Requirement, which happens to be not far from the Gryffindor Lounge.

  The last time the fat woman was attacked, she deliberately didn't remind everyone about it, although she didn't remind everyone else about it.

She still had a hard time believing that Sirius would betray James. He bought the motorcycle with a drag bucket to go to the Muggle world with James. In fact, they could each have a flying motorcycle. , but he bought that.

   "Who brought Buckbeak to Hogwarts?" asked Scamander.

   "Black house-elves," Pomona replied.

   "Why?" Scamander continued.

"You mentioned last year, so do you know that Harry Potter almost missed the start of school because he missed the Hogwarts Express?" Pomona said, "Last year there was a staff member from the Ministry of Magic who was Illegal modification of muggle stuff was dealt with when he modified a muggle car, his son was driving it, the passenger was harry potter, they forgot the stealth spray, and then their flying car was hit by at least 12 muggles witnessed."

   "What does this have to do with Buckbeak?" asked Scamander.

"Probably Sirius was in fifth grade, and he was flying over the school one morning on Buckbeak... a lot of girls ran up to the windows and screamed at him." Pomona said numbly, "and James. , he also won a Quidditch match, and then someone thought they were in the limelight, so they got a broom, and they were stupid enough to go around on it."

  Scamander didn't laugh, his eyes widened in shock. "I remember that using Hippogriffs requires the Disillusionment Charm."

"Yes, that's according to the International Secrecy Act, and it must be used in the Muggle world, not in the wizarding world." She continued numbly, "Sirris didn't intend to be in the limelight, but Buckbeak wanted to go for a ride, from He has been doing that since the beginning of school, but he just came back a little late that day and was seen by others."

   "I still don't understand..."

"It was Snape who told Mrs. Malfoy that if Sirius came back, he would definitely find transportation, most likely Buckbeak, the Hippogriff of the Black family. So in order to prevent him from sneaking into the school and threatening to Draco Malfoy's safety, she had better send Buckbeak to Hogwarts, so before school started Mrs. Malfoy had the Black house-elf take it to the Hogwarts Express, come When I get to school, I'll leave it to Hagrid to take care of me."

   Scamander seemed really old, he still didn't understand what was going on.

   "It's not your breeding problem, Buckbeak was retrained by Sirius Black to deal with werewolves."

"How did you know?"

   "I have the same question, why did you bring up Malfoy before the Chamber of Secrets question?" Pomona asked.

   "Albus told you?" Scamander asked.

   "That's it." She said lightly, "New hatred plus old hatred... Sirius Black is Mr. Potter's godfather, and they have had a bad relationship since school days."

   "I can understand the old hatred, what is the new hatred?" Scamander asked.

  Pomona opened his mouth and swallowed the words he was about to say.

   "We're here." She came to the door of the lounge "Want to go back to your former bedroom?"

  Scamander stood at the door and did not answer. It happened that the lounge was opened from the inside, and two students came out.

   "Hey Dean," they said in unison, not recognizing Newt Scamander behind her.

  Newt watched them until their backs disappeared at the end of the corridor.

  Pomona stood where he was and said nothing.

   "The time doesn't seem to change," Scamander said. "I wore the same uniform as them when I went to school."

   "Keep it that way." Pomona smiled and led Scamander into the lounge.

  The tables and chairs in the common lounge area were moved to make a large space, and there were many jump ropes, hula hoops and yoga mats, and several students were practicing yoga in tights.

   Scamander was amazed.

"It's been like this since our Quidditch match with Gryffindor was interrupted by the Dementors last term," Pomona said resignedly. "They seem to be targeting Mr Potter, but our search Hands got involved, and then no one went out to practice Quidditch on the pitch."

   "Useful?" Scamander asked.

  Pomona looked at Scamander, who was aged and still very thin, and then looked at the students who had been turned into Michelin tires by tights, and shook his head.

   "We're too close to the kitchen," she said in a low voice.

   "I've never been to the girls' dorm, can I go?" Newt asked.

   Pomona maintains a standard smile.

   "Of course." She said sweetly, "But it's just a common lounge area, you can't go into their room."

   So Scamander walked in the direction of the girls' dormitory.

   When his foot stepped on the stairs of the girls' bedroom, the magic above was not triggered, and the stairs did not turn into slides.

   He looked at Pomona in surprise.

"no change!"

   "Of course." She smirked and said, "This magic is meant to defend against 'minors'."

  Scamander walked down the stairs to the girls' lounge, and he was amazed by the look of the rainforest inside, even though he had actually been to the rainforest.

   "It's always been snow and ice over the men's bedroom," Scamander said. "It's just like outside the castle."

   "Because you don't like staying in the dorm?" Pomona asked.

   "No, there's no room for my animals in the dorm." Scamander looked at the rainforest and said, "If that's the case over there, I don't need to be looking for an empty classroom."

  Pomona did not speak. The layout of the school was designed by the founders, and no one had the right to change it, sometimes even the principal.

   However, a major change was made in order to lay the bathroom plumbing. No one expected that the entrance to the secret room would be in the girls' bathroom on the second floor.

   "The basilisk is dead," said Pomona. "Potter killed it with the sword of Gryffindor."

   "I know." Scamander said calmly. "It seems that the Department of Fantastic Creatures doesn't need to be dispatched."

   "You're here this time..."

   "Oh, look!" Scamander ran towards a rock. "This is your turtle."

  Pomona was stunned.

Scamander knelt on the ground and listened to the stone for a while, then took out his wand, and the turtle that Pomona had always regarded as a stone was turned over. Shaking in the air.

   "Why is it so big?" Pomona said in surprise. "I remember when he was a child it was only the size of a fish tank."

   "Male." Scamander said. "You didn't find him a company?"

   "I think he can find his mate," Pomona said.

In fact, she has always believed that the school's mandatory requirement for freshmen to have pets is unreasonable. Not everyone has a sense of responsibility or is willing to accompany them until old age. Many pets are thrown away after students graduate, and some of them are looking for food. The smell makes its way to the kitchen, and the house-elves are willing to keep them, like taking care of pets with owners.

   After the school was established for so many years, she felt that she must not be the only one who could raise turtles, and that it would definitely find new partners.

   "It's not happy here," Scamander said. "I'm going to take it away, don't you think?"

   "Of course." Pomona said without hesitation, without any regrets.

   She has never kept it as a pet, and the purpose of raising it is also to meet the requirements of the school, but Scamander said that it was unhappy, which made her a little concerned, obviously the atmosphere in the academy was very relaxed.

   "What's it called?" Scamander asked.

   "Turtle," replied Pomona.

"that's it?"

   "That's it." She shrugged her shoulders feigning ease.

   "You don't love it, do you?" Scamander asked.

   "Do you love all your animals?" Pomona asked.

   Scamander did not answer.

   "You're not human." He said after staring at her for a while. "Despite your disguise."

   "How do you see that?" Pomona asked.

  Scamander didn't answer her, he opened the suitcase, and then used the Floating Charm to put her tortoise in, maybe one day it would return to its hometown of the Sahara Desert.

   "You know what, there's a place where you and Albus look alike," Scamander said after putting away the turtle.

"Where?"

   "Don't be your lover, you'll be cruel to them," Scamander said, closing the lid of the suitcase.

   "Then you are wrong, I have never been in love." She said inexplicably proud.

   "You didn't scream at Sirius Black?" Scamander asked.

  I thought about it, but seeing other people doing it, she took a book seriously and looked in a corner, looking like she didn't care.

   "I've seen him without clothes." She smirked.

   If it was before, she would definitely be "killed" for saying that.

   "After his Animagus transformation?" said Scamander.

   "How do you know so much?" Pomona asked.

   "More than you thought, how did your werewolf friend fare after drinking the improved wolf poison potion?" Scamander asked.

   She did not speak.

   "Let's go, let's have dinner." Scamander walked out with a suitcase. "The weather is nice today, let's go out for a picnic."

   (end of this chapter)