Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 283 Embrace Happiness

  Beech is planted everywhere in Hogwarts. In autumn, the green leaves turn yellow and then fall like rain. The golden color makes people easily think of gold.

The snow in winter is pure white, which is not the same as silver, but the Christmas ball of the Triwizard Tournament was decorated with silver frost. Fudge is very generous in this respect. Ginny is not old enough to be eligible to participate. Prom, but she became Neville Longbottom’s dance partner so that she could participate in the event.

On the contrary, it was Pomona, the person who arranged the venue. After watching the scene where Victor picked up Hermione, she went back to her burrow and cried. When she thinks about it, she feels very pitiful. Who told her to keep inviting her? The Potions Professor said "No".

  The faculty members were also hindered by the affection and companionship to attend the dance, but she did not give him any face.

  Just like the house elf, she wears dirty robes in all seasons, and she has no clothes suitable for the dance. The more she thinks about it, the more miserable the result is overeating. She wants to eat the black forest cake by herself.

A sudden knock on the door interrupted her self-sorrow. She opened her dim teary eyes and quickly pushed away the black-haired weirdo in front of her. The old Slytherin bat suppressed her anger and said coldly, "Come in." "Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger walked out of the study, apparently Hermione knocked on the door from the study.

  There is nothing more weird than this, and Pomona is as full of doubts as she was hit by the Confusion Charm.

   "Did you use a confusing spell on me that Christmas night?"

   "No." Old Bat denied it.

   "How about the day of the second game?"

  He was silent.

Hefpuff’s optimistic and sympathetic dean raised his fists and beat the old Slytherin basilisk. Hermione and Draco seemed to have seen a spectacle that could be recorded in the annals of history, and stood in place like petrified. at every turn.

   "What's the matter with you?" Severus Snape said in a vicious voice, a voice perfect for cursing.

   "I think I should say goodbye." Hermione said, "When can I practice Occlumency?"

   "Do you have any plans for her?" the old bat asked coldly.

   "Go to Hannah Albert." Pomona panted heavily. "Let her tell you about the pure-blood wizard."

   "She lives in Godlik Valley."

   "This is Godlik Valley, honey!" Pomona shouted.

   "Yes, the hostess." The house elf appeared with a "poof".

   "Take Miss Granger to Albert's house."

   "It's Mrs. Weasley." Hermione corrected.

   "Seriously, let Ron change his surname, he doesn't take it seriously anyway," Draco Malfoy said impatiently.

  Hermione glanced at Draco, and followed the house elf like a proud little lioness.

   "Is the wand still easy to use? Draco." When the door closed, Severus asked his godson.

   "It can't fully serve me." Draco said listlessly. "Even if Scarhead finally returned it to me, Ollivander said it had changed its owner."

   "Do you want to buy a new one? You don't have to use one for a lifetime." Severus said.

   "I'll think about it." Draco pursed his lips.

"As for Astonia, she intends to start a small business in Diagon Alley, and to cooperate with the Honey Duke of Hogsmeade, you can go and assist her." Severus said dryly, "The address has been chosen. Right next to the Broken Cauldron Bar. The force that attacked Broken Cauldron this time comes from the Muggle world. Your godmother said that it did it silently. If there is an obstacle, it will not cause so much damage to Diagon Alley. Do you know what to do? Draco."

   "Yes, Godfather." Draco said softly.

   "Take advantage of this opportunity to learn more from the hard work, as well as the plants in your greenhouse. Many of them are cherished varieties and need someone to take care of them. Your godmother has other things to do."

   "I know what to do." Draco immediately agreed.

  Pomona has seen Sirius's relationship with Harry, and then looking at the godfather and son, she feels that she is experiencing the most painful punishment.

  "Have you embraced Draco?" she roared with rage, "He is your godson, not your subordinate!"

  Unexpectedly, both Slytherins looked at her with weird eyes.

   "It's disgusting." Draco Malfoy said with disgust, "Who would hug someone for no reason?"

  Severus smiled triumphantly, and then said slowly, "Don’t curse, Draco, cursing is a bad thing. She thought I was the same as the savior’s dog godfather, so how can I say?"

   "Sticky baby."

"Yes, a giant baby who would cause trouble or cry loudly if others didn't pay attention to him." Snape said viciously in a slow tone, as if Sirius was right in front of him now. "He is used to With the feeling of being noticed, an absconding criminal actually wants to show the limelight. How can a person like him give the great savior correct guidance."

  Pomona looked at Draco, his expression full of approval.

   "He is your relative, Draco!"

"I almost never saw this uncle, and he didn't give me the inheritance." Draco Malfoy gently placed the fired roach pile in his palm, and the little snake immediately familiarized himself with the place on his wrist. "He The eagle-headed horse-winged beast hurt me. He doesn't like Slytherin at all, and he doesn't want to be a black. Why should I fight the godfather and speak for him?"

  Pomona was choked.

   "You might as well understand things as a child." Severus shook his head with a pity, "When will you be smart once?"

  Pomona decided to stay away from these two venomous snakes.

"You are not invisible, Pomona, someone noticed you." Just when she was about to turn around and leave, Severus said, "Remember the letter I found in the stupid dog's room? Lily Speaking of'she' making friends with Grindelwald, Harry Potter was born in 1980, when Grindelwald was supposed to be in the prison in Newmontgard, he was not Lockhart, and'she' was not a fan of his book. , If someone sends him a letter, he will be interrogated, unless Grindelwald is no longer in jail at that time, so he can make friends freely."

   "This hypothesis is not interesting at all!" Pomona shivered all over, feeling a chill spread from her body to her surface.

"The Dark Lord killed Grindelwald, but the Elder Wand does not belong to him." Draco frowned. "If the one in the tower is a fake Grindelwald, then kill him, the Dark Lord does not get it. Ownership of the Elder's Wand."

"Draco, you are mistaken. You got the ownership of the old wand from Dumbledore. How did the old wand get from Grindelwald to Dumbledore?" Pomona was full. Asked questioningly.

   "Definitely not as a gift." Severus said humorously.

   "The Invisibility Cloak was given to Harry by Dumbledore. It used to belong to James. If James gave Dumbledore for temporary safekeeping, would the old wand be given to Dumbledore for safekeeping?"

  The two Slytherins fell silent.

   "Did Dumbledore mention this in the information?" Pomona looked at Principal Snape, who had inherited Dumbledore's estate.

   "No clue at all." Severus replied immediately.

   "That's why Moody hates you." Pomona gritted her teeth and said, "Why do you speak like a lie?"

   "Draco, did you ask who made the fake Jin Jialong of the Order of the Phoenix?" Severus turned his gaze to Draco Malfoy.

   "It's very simple, Arthur Weasley." Draco said with a sneer. "He likes to study Muggle gadgets. I heard that his car is still in the forbidden forest."

"Think of a way to get his son, Ron, to participate in this operation. I heard that his Bogut is a spider." Snape Slytherin smirked. "Let him participate in the operation to help him overcome his fears. , Pomona."

  "Do you still hate the trouble they caused that time?" Pomona's eyes widened in disbelief. How many years ago it happened?

"They violated international secrecy laws, and Mr. Ron Weasley eagerly wanted me to be fired. Have you ever thought about someone like me who participated in Death Eaters would hire me? He wants me to be poor. Falling down and sleeping on the street, who calls me so annoying."

   "No!" Pomona shook her head incredulously. "Ron was a twelve-year-old boy."

   "They can't catch the train and can send an owl." Draco said with added enthusiasm. "Why did you take such a big risk to come to school? I heard that they were almost hit by the train."

"Taking such a big risk to come to school and see what they learned? Harry Potter owls only have an o, Ron Weasley has no o, oh, Draco, tell me who said it just now. Is the test score unimportant?"

   "It's you, godmother." Draco answered immediately.

   "Do you think Ron and Harry Potter are smart? Pomona?"

  Pomona wanted to find a clever thing Ron and Harry had done together.

"They not only violated the International Secrecy Law, they also violated the Juvenile Witchcraft Prohibition Law, and think about your poor and precious beating willow. It was badly injured. It also violated the Tree Protection Law. They What is the price of breaking so many laws? Nothing. Dumbledore just warned them not to commit the crime again next time. Do you have to defend them like Dumbledore? Professor Sprout."

   "Why are you so fierce? It's not me who made the mistake."

   "Yes, you are not the one who made the mistake. Even Minerva did not defend them. Why do you want to defend the two boys who say Hefpaff are stupid?"

  Pomona looked at Draco.

  Master Malfoy shrugged, looking helpless.

   "Good night, godmother." Draco kissed her on the cheek.

   "Wait." Just as Draco was about to go back to the room, Severus called him to "Go to the activity room and wait for me. We haven't practiced in a long time."

   "Yes, Godfather." Master Malfoy walked to the activity room immediately.

  Waiting for the living room to return to silence, a terrifying pressure is oncoming.

"Don't use them as an excuse that they are just children. Draco is also a child, but it depends on what he has gone through." Severus looked at her disappointedly. "Some mistakes can't be made once, Sirius will end up like that. It was the result of your indulgence. If he had no financial support, he would have gone home obediently and admitted his mistakes, but after twelve years he still hadn’t learned his lesson. He still spent money randomly to buy firebolts for a child. The Gunter family would just Like him, he spent his wealth early, and finally fell so poor that he even looked down on Muggles, and then there was the Dark Lord. Do you think there is such a person from the Black family?"

   "I'm sorry," she whispered.

  "Why did you apologize for not making a mistake?" he said angrily.

   "I don't know how to make you feel better?" she said helplessly.

  He covered his face with his hands, and stood up after about a minute or two.

   "Then think about it, you are Hefpaff, don't be as reckless as Gryffindor, think carefully before doing things, some things are not forgiven by saying ‘I didn’t expect’."

   "Are you angry that I just beat you in front of Hermione?"

   "Oh, no, I'm not angry at all." He smiled and said without a smile, "I deserve it, isn't it?"

  She immediately hugged him.

   "It's okay, Severus, you are not using Imperius."

   "Can you forgive me?"

"There is nothing to forgive, I like you very much." She blushed at the next thing, and was afraid of being heard by Draco, so she leaned to his ear and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear. .

  He let out a sigh of relief, just as if he had let go of the burden on his body, his whole body relaxed.

  "The next time was voluntary. It has nothing to do with your confusion curse. My mind is very clear." She patted his back lightly, "I wore a new dress that day, do you remember?"

   "Why did you tell me now?" He complained immediately.

   "This is what you deserve." She punched his back hard and let out a "boom", "Magic can't be used for this kind of thing, if you dare to have another time..."

   "No, don't say it." He immediately interrupted her. "Aren't you going to hug? We are hugging now."

   "But I don't feel the warmth at all!" She yelled, and now she has nowhere to vent.

   "This is my style." He lazily said, "Learn to adapt, dear."

  (End of this chapter)