Harry Potter’s Morning Light

   Chapter 2538 Smoke and Mirror (4)

   Mrs. Maxime, headmaster of Beauxbatons, was of course very different from Hagrid, the forest guard who lived on the edge of Hogwarts, even if Pomona had not seen her and heard a little.

Alchemy has always been Beauxbaton's strong suit, but Madame Maxime's achievements are not in academics, but in her ability to run a school with students from many countries very well, such as the Triwizard Tournament. International events were a novelty for Hogwarts, but not for Beauxbatons.

   She is like an elegant hostess, presiding over salon after salon that entertains guests and hosts. Even though Hagrid seemed to Pomona to be a good-hearted big man, in short, Hagrid couldn't do it now. It was one thing to be a friend, and another thing to be a boyfriend.

In fact, Pomona doesn't really agree with Albus's idea, but the Sage's Stone has been destroyed, and it is unlikely to make another one. If Beauxbatons forcefully ask for the Sage's Stone, or witness the Sage's Stone It is no longer possible for the stone to be destroyed.

   Hogwarts said that the Sage Stone was destroyed when it was destroyed? Why couldn't it be that Hogwarts, under the guise of destruction, had stolen the Sage's Stone?

   This kind of thing is unexplainable, not to mention that Albus and Nick Lemay have a very close personal relationship. Many of the things in his hand were given to him by Nick Lemay. Do you want to return the gifts he sent?

   It's a good solution to the "trouble", getting Hagrid out to distract Madame Maxime, if he can.

   After the initial shock, Pomona fell into anxiety again, and she didn't go to Hagrid "right, right away". After all, she wanted to "remind" Hagrid about his image without hurting him, and the semester was coming to an end.

  This issue can be communicated slowly during the holidays. The most urgent task is to find Ron's mouse Scabbers. After dinner, Pomona sent the house-elf to the Gryffindor lounge to call Neville.

   Neville's grades are hard to improve, even if the assault these days is too late, the scene in the evening made her deeply understand that even if she can summon a spell, she can't catch a mouse with her hands.

   It's not easy to overcome what she fears, although she is not afraid of mice, if she uses a spell, she can also float the mouse and throw it out of the window of the tower, she just doesn't want to touch it.

After returning to the office, she saw the ice cream that was completely melted into liquid, but instead of using the Freezing Charm to freeze it and continue eating, she threw it into the food recycling box and fed it to the magical animals. The appetite was indeed affected by the mice.

   She didn't touch the mouse with her own hands, but she still felt that her hands were covered with mouse hair, and she couldn't wash it off.

   "Professor, are you looking for me?" Neville pushed in the door.

   "Oh, Neville, you're finally here." Pomona said happily.

   "What's the matter with you?" Neville asked in a panic.

   She felt that she should not ask him to catch mice.

   "How was your class today?" she asked casually.

   "Yes." Neville nodded stiffly.

   "What did you learn?" she asked softly again.

   "Divination class, Professor Trelawney has started teaching us to use the crystal ball for divination," Neville said.

   That was supposed to be a fourth grade class, and it seems Sybil brought it forward to this semester.

  The divination crystal ball used by wizards is different from the crystal ball used by Muggles. There is smoke in it. It is said that the future can be seen through smoke, so the book used in that class is also called "Pull the Clouds and Mist to See the Future".

   "She prophesied you again..."

   "Professor McGonagall told me that Professor Trelawney predicts that students will die every year, so I don't need to care." Neville said immediately, "I heard that you and Professor Trelawney also had a dispute because of me."

   It cannot be said to be a dispute, but a complete "war". Who would have thought that Sybill Trelawney, like a goddess, would be so sharp and sharp.

   But Pomona smiled hypocritically.

"I just advised her not to make irresponsible and inappropriate remarks or insinuations to the underage children, and we didn't have any disputes." She said sweetly "Sybill accepted and did it, she did not this time. I didn't say how you were, did I?"

   Neville looked at her in confusion.

   "How is your Happy Mantra practice?" Pomona asked.

   Neville shook his head, "Simon suggested to me that it's better to practice Transfiguration, and the spell can ignore it."

  Pomona didn't answer, after all, transfiguration is also Gryffindor's "domain".

She felt a bit of bitterness. In fact, she shouldn't let Neville catch mice. Even if Scabbers didn't have any special skills, Neville was her student, not her servant, but she did need help. How would she talk to a child? ?

   "You're looking for me, don't you? Professor." Neville asked.

   "Can you please do me a favor?" she said helplessly. "Please go to Hagrid's place. He has a lot of mouse cages. You can see if there are any spots in those mice."

   "Ron's pet?" Neville asked.

   "Yes." She nodded. "It's still alive, and I saw him today."

   "That's great! Hermione and Ron thought it was dead!" Neville said happily. "If I found it, they wouldn't have a fight."

   "You can think so," Pomona said.

   "I'm willing to help with this," Neville said firmly.

   "But your studies..."

   "I'll do my best, just like Harry, Quidditch is studying in his spare time."

   "Nice to hear that." Pomona smiled and said, "Where are you going to live in the summer?"

   "I..." Neville scratched his head.

   "I've prepared tents so you and the rest of you can camp." Pomona explained, "How about you decide where to camp?"

   "I don't think I can..."

"You can do it, Neville Longbottom, at Hogwarts you don't just learn from books, you should have heard of Newt Scamander, a naturalist who always Traveling all over the world, sometimes where there are no hotels.”

   "We're using The Monster Book of Monsters this semester," Neville said.

   "I will suggest that Hagrid continue to use Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them next semester. You can go to Megan Jones and she will help you find a campsite."

   "I see, Dean, no, Professor," Neville said quickly.

  Sometimes Pomona wondered how Neville got sorted in Gryffindor by the Sorting Hat.

   But as soon as she remembered Neville's "what's so scary about Malfoy", she felt that she had an explanation.

"I told Minerva she's thinking of giving you the Gryffindor lounge password so you don't have to stand at the door waiting to get in with the others," Pomona said. "Get ready, Neville."

   Neville was about to cry.

   Although Minerva had her own thoughts on this matter, she ignored Neville's feelings a little. Neville was already in the third grade, and sometimes he had to wait for the first grade to open the door for him.

   "Sometimes we need help, but we have to rely on ourselves in the end." Pomona said helplessly, "Not to mention that you can't remember the password. I told Professor Snape the password, and he answered correctly."

   Neville's tears were withdrawn.

   "You can tell Simon or Dean Thomas, if he tells you the password, you tell him what the herbal test is." Pomona lowered his voice and said, "You can practice before the official test."

   "But that's cheating," said Neville seriously.

  Pomona didn't know what to tell Neville, did he really think Hermione's exam questions were predicted?

   "You can go back." Pomona said with a smile.

   "Thanks, Professor," Neville said, and left her office.

   After Neville left, she went to deal with some other chores. During the holidays, the students would take a lot of luggage, and the house-elves needed to be handed over. Dobby volunteered to help.

   He is an outlier among the house-elves, not only wearing shoes, but also traveling everywhere, like making up for the days when he was imprisoned in the Malfoys.

   But no matter how much it loves freedom, it will always return to Hogwarts, or Harry Potter.

  There are quite a few house-elves who start families, and Pomona can't think of any "girl" who would like Dobby.

   As for a human girl marrying Doo, it is more unlikely than that.

   A friend is one thing, a boyfriend is another.

  Before turning off the lights and going to bed, Pomona sat down in front of the vanity mirror, and there was a beautiful woman in the mirror, and she was nothing like the fat, lovely Sprout.

   Are all mirrors at Hogwarts magical?

   She turned off the magic lantern, and everything was shrouded in darkness, then she stood up and lay on the bed.

The    mirror is like the mirror of Erised and becomes an empty mirror when no one is standing in front of it.

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  Muhammad mentioned in his book that Alexander of Afrodsia believed that when things are not stared deeply, they look farther, and vision becomes larger because of staring.

  Not everyone named Alexander was Alexander the Great who was able to conquer and fight, as well as philosophers, poets and so on.

   At this moment, all gathered in the castle full of roses are scholars, engineers, etc., and they talk all kinds of flattery around her, like she is the focus of the crowd.

  Every summer, that is, July 7th according to the lunar calendar, the main star of Lyra is located in the center of the zenith, and people only need to look up to observe it. At that moment, Vega seems to be the center of the entire starry sky.

  Through observations and calculations, about 12,000 BC, Vega was the North Star, and it is predicted that it will become the North Star again in 14,000 years.

   But being a polar star is lonely. In Eastern mythology, there is a star named Cowherd who will meet Vega on that day.

  The distance between them is 16.4 light-years, it is practically impossible to meet, but human fantasy has eliminated the gap between them.

Mohammed wrote in the book that the imagination of the human heart makes us not like an empty mirror, and the invisible things cannot be reflected. Many things with the attributes printed in the mirror will be removed along with the things, or Turning in the other direction, or the relationship between the two being obstructed and disappearing, cannot be imprinted in a mirror.

The ancient Egyptians believed that there will be revelation in dreams, and some things that you can't understand when you are awake will have explanations in dreams, just like some scientists who have been thinking for a long time and can't figure out the answer to sleep, these imaginations are all. Existing in people's hearts and minds, they cannot be reflected in the mirror. What is reflected in the mirror needs to have the attributes printed in the mirror.

   It would be nice if she was still the fat Sprout, although she was ignored and not needed, but at least she was happy and didn't have to worry about food, clothing and housing.

"Things that don't exist" are indeed more attractive than "things that already exist", and she can't be exempt from the custom. When she studied food magic, He Zeng thought that this is also a luxury, and some people have to rely on crimes to get food. , the seasoning spices are even more affordable, not to mention the fuel and time required for cooking.

   But she still subconsciously licked her lower lip, missing the sweet smell.

   (end of this chapter)