Harry Potter’s Morning Light

   Chapter 2646 Wind and Flowers (twenty-five)

   After coming out of the fireplace, Pomona and Severus came to the Ministry, and the first thing she saw was Lucius Malfoy, who was talking to a Ministry official.

  Pomona recognized him. He was with the head of the Law Enforcement Division at the Smith's house party yesterday. Lucius and he stopped talking immediately when they saw Severus appearing, and greeted him with a big smile.

   "You look in good spirits, how are you preparing?" Lucius said with a big smile.

   "Very good," said Snape, who had stayed up all night last night, "refreshed".

   The fire-breathing potion is a potion that requires a lot of control. If the potion is one-sidedly pursued, the person who drinks the potion can spit out powerful flames, but he will also be injured.

   Compared to tossing and turning in bed and unable to fall asleep, staying up all night with a difficult potion may be better to find peace. Anyway, Snape's face now looked as "good" as usual.

  After saying hello, they headed to the basement floor, where the Ministry of Magic had to provide a court due to so many people coming to watch the battle.

   On the way to the basement, Pomona was invisibly squeezed to the end, and the three of them walked and chatted as if they were in a good relationship.

   It wasn't the first time, and it wouldn't be the last, Pomona trotted to keep up anyway, and they came to the door.

   "Ready?" asked Lucius Malfoy.

   Snape nodded heavily, and then he and the Ministry of Magic officials opened the door.

   The seat of the "jury" was full. Those potion masters from all over the world were whispering, and the moment they opened the door, they focused their attention on Snape.

  Pomona felt sharp at her back even though she was hiding behind him, and she followed them to the most reserved position.

   In the center of the courtroom, there was a huge golden scale where the trial chairs should have been placed. The light projected from the ceiling was originally used to illuminate the prisoners, but now it has a mysterious color.

  Many people were looking at Snape, and he looked at the scale with a blank expression.

   "After it's over, how do you want to celebrate?" Malfoy asked suddenly.

  Snape glanced at him, then put a hand out from behind them.

   "It's an honor to meet you, Professor," the audience member, speaking in English with an exotic accent, said to Snape.

   Snape curled the corners of his mouth, smiled symbolically, shook hands with the audience member, and looked forward again.

   Then the door of the courtroom was opened again, and Damocles Belby appeared with the Minister of Magic, and sat in the audience opposite them.

   Then a young man walked to the front of the scale.

   "Ladies and gentlemen, you are welcome to gather here to witness together." The young man said here and turned his attention to Snape. "Is the effect of binding wolf juice as good as Professor Snape said."

   No one applauds here, after all, none of the people here come to watch the circus.

   Then Pomona remembered something, Severus asked her to name the new potion, but she forgot.

   "Volunteers please."

   the young man exclaimed, and stepped aside.

The door opened again, and two Aurors came in first, followed by a man in a cape and a mask, who Pomona thought looked like a wrestler.

   At this time, there was a warm applause from the audience.

  Pomona looked at the masked man, and he looked at her, and from those eyes Pomona recognized him as Remus Lupin.

   The young man was still talking about the "rules of the game", Pomona squeezed Snape's hand quietly, and he shook it gently.

   "…First, we'll weigh the volunteers."

   Young's voice just fell, and an Auror had already assisted Remus to lift his cloak, revealing his thin and pale body.

In addition to being thin, there are some wounds on his body, some Pomona recognizes, that were hurt by Sirius and James to stop him, and some she doesn't know, maybe he has been in the past ten years. Injuries over the years.

   When we were young, we didn’t feel pain because we didn’t know much about the world.

  As the years go by and the things you see are more, people will feel the pain.

In the past, people couldn't feel pain because they knew very little. In addition to the inconvenient way of information dissemination, it was also because some people deliberately kept people's "pure souls" and didn't know what the real world looked like. Life and death are like being in Eden, what's wrong with that?

At this point Severus broke free of her hand and stood up, then walked to the host, and Damocles Belby came over from the other side, and they stood a few steps away from the scale, and then Leigh James jumped to one end of the scale.

   Watching the scales up and down, Pomona inexplicably remembered Shakespeare's The Merchant of Venice.

   Charlotte only mentioned a pound of heart and blood in the contract, so the lawyer added a condition to her defense, so Charlotte had to withdraw her claim.

   "Do you believe in fairness?" said Lucius Malfoy suddenly.

   At first Pomona thought he was chatting with his companions.

   "Do you believe in fairness? Professor." Lucius asked again.

  Pomona looked into his grey eyes.

  Lucius stared at her for a while, and turned his gaze arrogantly to the center of the courtroom.

   At this time, the huge scale was still shaking, but it was not as violent as before.

   A goblin is putting a weight on the other side of the scale, and Severus and Damocles can watch closely for cheating.

   "Do you believe in justice?" Pomona asked Lucius.

   He too, thought Pomona was talking to someone else, until he noticed that the question she had just asked was to himself.

   "My ancestors said, don't trust anything." Malfoy smiled slyly.

   "Because a lot of things aren't what they seem?" Pomona asked.

  Malfoy was wily looking at her.

  Pomona smiled sweetly at him.

   "I thought, I would see the beautiful lady from yesterday." Malfoy said slowly, "Why did he bring you here?"

   "Have you ever wondered what would happen if a volunteer died?" Pomona said calmly, "I'm here for a friend."

   "Who are your friends?" Malfoy asked.

   Pomona did not answer the question.

   "I just hope there are no surprises," Pomona said.

   "Me too," said Malfoy triumphantly. "Sissi's ready for the ball."

   "You've already decided how to celebrate, why are you still asking him?" Pomona asked.

   "I'm showing respect," Malfoy said plausibly, ignoring the weird looks from Pomona and the people around him.

At this time, the weighing ceremony was also over. After measuring the data, Remus jumped off the scale, and then the scale fell to the other side with a "clang", almost hitting the goblin, but fortunately he avoided immediately. .

   Immediately after the lottery began, Severus and Damocles had to choose one each, no matter what they were like before, but now they are humble.

   Damocles finally put his hand into the wooden box, and then he took out a green billiard ball with "2" written in black.

   "Severus Snape's wolf-binding juice is the first." The host said, "You can go down and prepare, Professor."

   "That's a good thing! Right!" Pomona asked Malfoy hastily.

"Like you said, no accident." Malfoy looked at Snape's back, who was being led to another room. "If the werewolf dies after drinking Damocles' wolf poison potion, also It has nothing to do with Severus."

   "Oh, heck, why don't you say something nice!" Pomona complained.

  Malfoy didn't bother to bother with her. After the weighing ceremony and the lottery were over, everyone stood up, and the Ministry of Magic prepared a breakfast buffet. These Potions Masters from all over the world could eat and chat.

It's a pity that Snape can't enjoy this, he still has to take medicine, and as for Remus... Pomona watched him being taken away like an **** by two Aurors, although he was a volunteer, not a prisoner, or Taken to the entrance to the cell.

   (end of this chapter)