Harry Potter’s Morning Light

   Chapter 2527 manonamission (twenty)

   The Room of Requirement is sometimes not so much a utility room full of old things that it is always arranged to look like the person who asks for help.

  Pomona and the house-elves found a large tent here, most likely used for a big event, and then forgotten here.

As long as the hole that Hu Meizi bit through is repaired, it can still be used, and then Pomona let the elves continue to search, and they found a few smaller tents, each of which used a space expansion spell, which can Divided into several rooms, and then put furniture inside, these tents do not have to go to Hogsmeade to rent houses for students to live in. Camping by the beautiful Black Lake in midsummer may leave fond memories. She is complacent about her "wisdom", and she never did it to save money.

   "The Headmaster," said Honey, the house-elf. "The Headmaster of Ravenclaw is waiting for you outside the door."

   Her good mood vanished.

   "Tell him I'm not here!" Pomona said in a low voice.

   "Honey can't lie to wizards," said the house-elf pitifully.

  Pomona rolled his eyes and walked out of the Room of Requirement feebly.

   Filius was standing in the corridor, wearing a straight tuxedo, looking like he was going to a concert.

   When he saw Pomona coming out of the Room of Requirement covered in gray, the two of them were relatively speechless for a while, and he praised, "You're wearing this well."

   "Thank you, Filius." Pomona said politely. "You're wearing it just fine."

   Feiliwei sighed heavily, shook his head, and walked down the stairs with his short legs, Pomona followed unhurriedly.

   At this time, she deeply felt the benefits of power, and Minerva did not need to participate in this operation because she was the vice-principal.

  The two went to Myrtle's bathroom, Filius took his wand out of his jacket pocket, pointed it at the entrance of the secret room, and he opened the entrance without using Parseltongue.

   "You go first," said Gentleman Filius.

   "I really don't think it's necessary to talk about ladies first at this time." Pomona muttered, then jumped in and slid down the pipe to the bottom.

  The bones of the mouse acted as a buffer, and at this time she felt that it was okay to wear a dirty witch robe even if it was a little more dirty.

   On the other hand, Fei Liwei who slid in next, his tuxedo was spotless, still the same as before.

   "Let's go." Fei Liwei said, and walked inside first.

   The skin shed by the basilisk is still there, but it has been rolled up, which makes the entrance to the secret room a lot cleaner.

   When they reached the door, the second door to the Chamber of Secrets had opened, and Snape was facing away from them, facing the dead basilisk.

   There was a faint smell in the secret room, and it was unclear whether it was caused by sewage or the decay of the basilisk corpse.

   But if it is a normal animal corpse, even if it does not rot into a skeleton in a year, it is highly decomposed, and it will not be the same as the current basilisk. It only takes less than a week to die. Although the position of the eyes was blinded by Fox, the flesh and blood were exposed, but there were no insects such as flies flying around it.

   Maybe because the basilisk's blood is also poisonous, like its poisonous teeth.

   "It doesn't look like a snake, it looks like an eel," Pomona said.

   Filius and Severus looked at her together.

   "Snakes only have two fangs in their mouths, but eels have sharp teeth in their mouths," explained Pomona.

   "Where do we start?" Severus asked Filius.

   "Generally I would recommend starting in the belly, but Mr. Potter has left us a hole that we can take advantage of," Filius said.

   "How about you?" Severus asked Pomona patiently.

   "I agree." She nodded again and again, "Have you ever seen a whale corrupt..."

  The two men didn't want to pay attention to her, she still kept saying "Although it looks fine on the surface, its belly is full of gas, once it breaks its belly, inside..."

   "Pomona," Severus called. "You can step aside if you're not going to help."

   She immediately jumped away from the basilisk, and Filius was still looking for the hole in the basilisk's head.

Harry Potter put his hand into the basilisk's wide mouth, then pierced its head with the Gryffindor sword from the basilisk's upper jaw, and he himself was bitten by the basilisk's fangs, if not Phoenix's tears, maybe he was already dead at that time, but that was the only way the second-year students could find to deal with the basilisk.

   Basilisk skin is not only as hard to pierce as dragon skin, but it is immune to a lot of magic, as is dragon skin of course.

  The main reason is that it has not been witnessed for many years. Of course, the people who witnessed it are dead. It is not only dangerous to ordinary people, but also dangerous to dark wizards.

   "I'll lift it up, you try," said Filius.

  Then Filius raised his wand and floated the basilisk and the smaller head of the huge body a little. When it died, it was on the ground, exactly where the breach was.

   At that moment, the basilisk's body moved, as if it was going to sink into the pool where the body was.

   "Stop!" Pomona yelled.

   Filius also put the basilisk's head back in place, and it made a heavy noise.

  Severus took out a knife and tried to cut it through the basilisk's jaw.

  It was goblin silverware, when did Severus have enough money to buy such an expensive thing himself?

   Then she thought of the 20 gold Galleons who were looking for him to match the potion to get rid of hairy crabs, and she instantly understood where his money came from.

   "Stop cutting, look at me." Filius said, seemingly giving up the preparation to start the dissection from the head, and aiming his wand at the belly of the basilisk.

  “唧唧唧唧～”

   A screeching sound echoed in the chamber, like a rig cutting hard marble.

   A minute later, Filius put down his wand, and there was only a white mark on the basilisk's scales.

   "We can't do it the usual way," Pomona said. "The basilisk is not a product of nature."

   Snape raised his wand, and a strong sour smell began to permeate.

   "You melted it, how do we collect materials." Filius said.

   "Don't worry," Severus said. "It doesn't work."

  The three saw some liquid dripping from the basilisk to the ground, corroding the ground into smoke.

   This is one of the consequences of human creation. Powerful dragons will be decomposed by small creatures and enter the food chain cycle again. When humans create objects, they only think about how to make them powerful, and they don’t think about how to deal with them later.

   Anyway, on the first day of dealing with the basilisk, the expected **** scene did not happen, and this was also the content of the meeting that night.

As for the Dementor, that's a matter of the Ministry of Magic. Although it was not created by alchemy, the mad dark wizard didn't think about how to destroy it when he created it. The ghosts are beginning to be fearless, ignoring the rules of the Ministry of Magic.

Pomona sighed, and said that Neville would be very difficult to learn such advanced magic, but Harry Potter was very good. She felt that his magical talent was more like his mother than his active father. .

   James is actually not bad. He has changed a lot for Lily. It is very important that one person is willing to change for another person, she always thought so.

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  Georgianna took out the quill and began to write:

  As a past person, there is one thing I want to tell you, when Josephine decides to come back to you, it proves that she still loves you, just as I leave you now and come back to him.

   Josephine cried that night. Did you feel moved when you saw her tears? If yes, then that means you still care about her.

  A woman's tears only work for those who care about her. If there is a woman crying on the street, some people stop and some leave silently. No matter what happened to the crying woman, to those who are indifferent, it is a "passer-by" and will be forgotten on the next street corner.

   Our brain is like a warehouse, which contains a lot of things. In order to prevent the warehouse from filling up, some old and broken ones will be thrown out. My husband once described himself like a used tissue, don't you think I'm weird? The things that other people use and don't need are regarded as precious things by me.

   I said to him, I don't like heroes, because they all die early, and I hope he can live.

   But because of you, I understand one thing now, it is because he is the different one among all living beings that I will notice him. In our world, there are many people who oppose black magic, because black magic gives people a bad feeling. An Arab scholar wrote this, darkness is what is lacking in things with the characteristics of Jiajieguang, we can see it Light, but darkness is invisible, and transparency is also invisible. Just like the water in the Black Lake, it looks black on the surface, but the water is actually very clean and clear.

   The vast majority of us are looking for something similar, and the fact that death revives the fear that pulls it out of the familiar and accustomed routine is something that many people dislike.

   But if I repeat what we think of as "truth" day after day, I'm afraid I'll be like the man in Plato's cave.

  I don't know if I'm more afraid of death or more afraid of living like that. Now that I've figured it out, you can send someone to hunt me down, as long as he has the ability to do it, but I won't go back with him.

   She paused as she wrote this.

   That hallucination Albus once asked her: Do you still think it is important for a person to change?

   She has the answer now, but she doesn't plan to write it down. Writing the letter like this is enough for him to get angry, and there is no need to continue provocation.

   Will he send out a pursuit team? This is not necessarily because when Grassini went to Russia he did not send anyone to chase him.

   When the ink was dry, she rolled up the paper and put it in the trembling flower bracelet, intending to take it out when the time was right.

  Sometimes, once the novelty is over, the more you get to know a person, the less you like it. It turns out that many good things are like phantoms created by the sun.

   She felt pity for that guy, no wonder Josephine would have no fear to ask him "who else would love you but me"?

   Then she took out the piece of paper and added the last sentence, intending to wait for the ink to dry and put it into the bracelet.

   But tears fell on it at this time, blurring the last line, and she didn't plan to rewrite it.

   Garbage needs to be cleaned up just like garbage. What should be thrown away should be thrown away. After all, no one’s home is a house of responsiveness.

   "Mountains meet mountains, people meet people, you will meet better people." She said softly, and put the paper after the ink dried into the trembling flower.

   (end of this chapter)