Harry Potter’s Morning Light

   Chapter 2513 manonamission (six)

   "I want to drop out, Dean, I won't be coming next semester."

   Sophomore Roger Malone sat across from Pomona.

   "Can I ask why?" she asked softly and calmly. "You know, there are many people who dream of a chance like you."

  Roger rubbed his nose, lowered his head and whispered, "I've been feeling hostile for the past two years. This hostility is aimed at students like me, right? They call me a mudblood?"

   "Who called you that?" Pomona asked.

  Roger kept his head down.

   "Is that Draco Malfoy?"

  Roger still didn't speak.

   She took a breath and continued to ask in a soft voice, "Besides that title, what else did he do to you?"

  Roger shook his head, "It's no use telling you, he can do whatever he wants in school."

   "Who told you that..."

"His dad is the school trustee and the school belongs to them," Roger interrupted Pomona. "And the Who-Know-Who that Harry Potter defeated, his dad worked for Who-Know-Who, and they're going to Destroy people like me, like last year."

   Pomona could not answer.

   "I heard that the You-Know-Who will come back. I have told my parents, and they also feel that it is not safe to stay here. It is too late for me to go back to 7th grade."

   "What do you have to prove your parents knew about it?" Pomona asked.

  Roger Malone took a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket, put it on the desk in front of Pomona, and lowered his head again.

   She opened the piece of paper, which was a letter printed on a printer, with a handwritten signature at the end, with contact information such as a phone number above the signature.

   "I'll get in touch with your mother." Pomona put down the letter.

   "Can I go?" asked Roger.

   "If you're talking about going back to the dormitory, you can now, but if you're talking about going back to London, I think you'll have to wait until the final exams are over and get back on the Hogwarts Express with everyone else," Pomona said.

   Roger nodded and stood up silently.

   "We'll have a big party next year, and there will be foreign wizards." Pomona said behind him. "Maybe you can stay for another year."

   Roger looked back at her.

   "Young wizards your age can't master their magic yet, and that's very unsafe for you and your family," Pomona said.

   "Sometimes, I feel like I'm crazy." Roger looked at her in pain. "How is this possible?"

   "There are many people who are maladjusted, and you are not the only one, Roger." Pomona pursed his lips. "Go back to your dorm first."

  Roger obeyed, and when he closed the door, she let out a long sigh.

  Newt Scamander was expelled. In fact, there are many students who dropped out of the school. Not all of them can successfully complete the 7th school year.

   There was another knock on the door, and as soon as she said please come in, Cedric Diggory pushed open the door and entered.

   "What happened to that little guy just now?" Cedric asked.

   "Bullied by Slytherin." Pomona replied with a blank face, "He told me just now that he wanted to drop out."

   "Is there anything I can do?" Cedric asked.

  Pomona was about to speak, but remembered that Cedric couldn't teach Draco a lesson, so he just smiled.

"Help me bring him a cup of hot chocolate." Pomona glanced at the letter on the table, remembered the forgery of the parent's signature, and said to Cedric, "By the way, help me, is he afraid of the end of the term? take an exam."

   Cedric winked at her and left her office with a smile.

  Cedric is about to turn 17, and he already looks like a handsome boy. He just blinked at her, and she had the same heartbeat as an adolescent girl.

Then she looked at herself in the glasses again, she was still short and chubby, and after a bitter smile, she stood up, opened the door, looked left and right in the corridor, and felt that no one was there, so she returned to herself washroom wash.

   It was too late to go to the luxurious bathroom dedicated to teachers at this time. After changing into her polka-dot pajamas, she walked to the desk and picked up a magazine on the table.

   This is what Snape checked out from the boys' dormitory. Young boys like these things. The difference is that Sirius Black likes Muggle bikini girls, and now boys look at underwear models.

  This underwear brand is called Victoria's Secret, and what she doesn't understand is why models wear underwear with big wings on their backs.

   She thinks these underwear are beautiful, like a set of costumes, which is actually the original intention of the brand designer.

  In all clothing, underwear is the last line of defense and the end of people's fantasies. Legend has it that during the reign of King Louis XIV of France, women with status wore no less than three skirts at a time. The first one had a large wave of lace. , If the husband or lover of the owner of the skirt does not have the patience to crumple it, so it is called a "naughty skirt", and the third skirt is at the innermost and wraps all the "secrets", so it is called a secret skirt. British Victorian women began to yearn for education and freedom, and shops were often designed in the style of that era, which together became "Victoria's Secret".

   But she felt that what the models wore in the magazine should not be called "secret", but "naughty".

   She put the magazine down and was about to blow out the candles when there was another knock on the door. The knock on the door this time was different from the previous one. The sound was not only rapid, but more like the sound of claws scratching.

   "Who's outside." She picked up her wand and walked to the door.

   No one answered, but the scratching was louder.

   She raised her wand and the door opened, but there was no one standing outside the door, instead a **** dog rushed in.

She was amazed and watched it come to the center of the office, that is, in the blink of an eye, the dog became a man, he looked bony, pale, and his long black hair was knotted, looking like a bad mess Ball of thread, but his eyes are bright.

   "It's me, Nox!"

   The man said in a hoarse voice, before Pomona cursed him down.

   "Who?" she asked inexplicably.

   "It's me, Sirius Black, do you still remember me!" The visitor said excitedly, "We were together when we were studying."

   "I know who Sirius Black is, and everyone in this castle knows who he is." Pomona said nervously, "You are a fugitive from Azkaban."

   Sirius looked at her and laughed oddly.

   "I remember you asked me to 'handshake' with you after my first transformation, before I recovered, James was laughing next to me, and then I got the nickname Bigfoot."

   She remembered, but still held up her wand, "You've got the wrong person."

"You've changed a lot, but I still remember your smell. I couldn't smell it before. When I was transformed into Animagus, I got a 'dog nose'." Sirius pointed to his nose and said, "I know Who are you, Nox, or should I call it another name, Professor."

   "Why did you leave Azkaban and come to Hogwarts?" she asked in a sharp voice, no longer denying it.

   "I won't hurt Harry, he's my godson." Godfather Sirius yelled, "I'm here to settle accounts with traitors!"

   "Who is the traitor?" She paused. "You came to see Severus? Because he betrayed the Death Eaters?"

   "Help me." Sirius pleaded, "Please."

   Her mind went blank.

   At Hogwarts, if you need help, you can just say it.

   Hogwarts is the safest place in the world.

   But there was a suspicious wizard in front of her. There was evidence that he created a big explosion, which not only blew up a street, implicated many Muggles, but also blew Peter Petitrou down to a pinky finger.

why? Is it because Voldemort killed James Potter, or did Voldemort bounce the Killing Curse because of Lily's spell and he wanted to avenge his master?

If it was because Lily's spell deflected Voldemort's life-threatening curse, then Voldemort would have to know where the Potters were first. Sirius Black, the secrecy keeper, was a traitor, and Wormtail, who was killed by him, was a hero. .

   His identity is exposed, what reason is there to kill "Wormtail"?

   "Help me, please." Sirius said as if about to cry.

   "You can't be here," said Pomona, who couldn't have a wizard who could make a big bang beside a crowded lounge.

   "Follow me." She blew out the candle and flashed it with fluorescent light, and that moment seemed to return to the past.

  The old days when they were exploring the corridors in the dead of night, exploring the secrets hidden in the castle.

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  Georgianna is in the exhibition hall of the Natural History Museum, looking at the specimen of the Gervoudan beast.

She has always overlooked one thing, the weight of the Revodang beast is equivalent to that of an adult male, so will it be a werewolf, or some Animagus who cannot change back into a human form, or even a blood orc? Woolen cloth?

There are many types of    wolf-like animals, such as the Louisiana wetland werewolf, a very dangerous dog-headed monster that also attacks humans. But its hair has some kind of magic, so it was used by American wand makers as a material for making wands for a while.

Americans also participated in the First World War. Due to the support of Henry Potter, a member of Wizengamore, to participate in the war, the then British Minister of Magic, Archer, introduced a law to prohibit the magical world from participating in it, but was led by Henry Potter. be opposed to.

As the British wizards entered the war, American wizards also participated. The wand core used by the American wizards was the hair of the Wetland Werewolf. Perhaps this so-called Rewardan beast is a close relative of the Wetland Werewolf, or some kind of magical animal that has not yet been discovered. .

   "What are you thinking?" St. Tyrell asked as he walked to her side.

   "You wouldn't want to know," she said feebly.

   "Here you are." St. Tyrell handed her a sandwich.

   "What is this for?"

   "I heard that you fainted. You didn't eat in the morning, and you eat those again at noon. You need to replenish your strength."

   She didn't refuse, took the sandwich and devoured it.

  Since having the Thestral, her appetite has grown, even though she shouldn't be hungry or need food.

   "I didn't expect you to come to me," St. Tyrell said.

   "I didn't expect it either. It was the Major who decided." Georgiana hiccupped. "It can be unexpected."

   Saint Tyrrell didn't answer, and watched Revere as a beast with her. Its mouth is wide open, as if to let out a silent roar, and its inch-long teeth threaten its onlookers.

   (end of this chapter)