Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 35 The Beatles

The first Muggle Studies class in the afternoon was again given by Hefpaff and Gryffindor together. Slytherin and Gryffindor on the Muggle problem were simply creating war. The people who arranged the class obviously Understand this, so I went to the two combative academies together with the two non-competitive academies. In view of the disputes caused by Bella Black the previous year, all the Muggle studies classes at Hefpaff College from the first to seventh grades were taken with Gryffindor.

Lily is a Muggle wizard, who knows Muggles better than her. As for Pomona, she believes that the teachers are more concerned about the question of whether she can get her salary next month, so she and Lily skip class together Up.

As for Snape holding his big nose, he was so disgusted that he went to the magical animals class. Without that annoying guy, the relationship between Pomona and Lily immediately became very harmonious, and Lily also seemed to have a feeling for plants. Interested, volunteered to come over and help.

  "Look!" Lily took a small daisy off and placed it in her palm, and showed it in front of Pomona. The petals of the small daisy were joined together like a barnacle.

   "God, Lily, it's amazing!" Pomona exclaimed from the bottom of her heart. It was the first time she saw anyone who could turn an ordinary plant into a magical plant.

  "Thank you." Lily was so shy that she withdrew her hand, lowered her head and smiled and said, "You are the first person to praise me like this."

   "No, Lily, this is not a compliment." Pomona looked at her solemnly. "You have a very good talent. At least no wizard I know can do it."

  Lily was a little frightened, and after a long time she said, "Can't even you do it?"

   "I can't." Pomona nodded solemnly, "I can't turn ordinary plants into magic plants. Have you ever seen a willow tree that can beat people in the Muggle world?"

   Lily shook her head.

   "That's right, your talent has touched my unknown territory. You should ask the principal or an older wizard like Professor Slughorn."

   Pomona sighed inwardly. Fortunately, Lily was not scared by her, she was brave enough to become a witch, otherwise she would waste such precious talent.

   "Penny said I was a freak." Lily said listlessly, "She always tells me not to do this."

   "You can leave her alone, she will never understand it." Pomona put on the deerskin gloves "Are you going to stand there and continue playing or help me?"

"Help." Lily lost the little daisy in her palm, turned around and ran to the preparation room to get spare gloves. Pomona's tears almost flowed out. The little daisies usually grow in the weeds, and magic plants should have been planted. The little daisies found in my greenhouse are not wonderful.

   "Why don't you use a magic wand to clean them?" Lily asked in the preparation room.

  "Because I am a new student." Pomona took the sickle and cut off a large bundle of dry reeds and dodder together. "I don't know how to use the magic wand."

  The split spell in the morning was pure luck, and Pomona didn’t know if she could use it next time.

   "Then why did Professor Dumbledore ask you to take care of the greenhouse?"

  "This is my talent." Pomona drove away Hu Meizi who was hiding in the weeds with her hands. "I can take care of the plants very healthy."

   "Oh." Lily casually perfunctory, she didn't know what it meant.

The leaves of mandela grass can be sold at different prices according to the color. When buying necessities according to the shopping list that day, she saw it in the shop selling potions. A normal color mandela leaf can be sold. Six jinjialong, if it is of high quality, you can sell ten jinjialong, the leaves can grow longer, but gold is not so easy to find.

Mandela grass is one of the materials of ecstasy. The effects of the leaves and rhizomes of mandela grass are completely different. The rhizomes can treat petrification, while the leaves have aphrodisiac effects. In order to improve it and obtain a stronger ecstasy effect, The witches went crazy for it, because over-picking wild mandela grass is hard to find. The potion planted in the general greenhouse is far less effective than the wild one, because it is carefully cared for and has not gone through nature. Eliminating the selection, transplanting the plants in the greenhouse into the wild will not survive, and the flowers in the greenhouse cannot withstand wind and rain.

   "Hey, there is a radio here!" Lily said excitedly. It turned out that she was not looking for gloves for so long in the preparation room, but because of her Gryffindor's nature and curiosity.

   "Can it still be used?"

   "Let me try, strange, where is the plug?"

   "What plug?"

   "Electricity... Forget it, I'll find it myself." Lily seemed to feel that she was struggling to explain to a wizard what electricity is, so she was busy in the preparation room.

  After a long time, there was a noise in the preparation room, and it seemed that the radio was still working.

   "Pomona, have you heard Muggle Radio?"

"Occasionally." When Mrs. Sprout was disgusted with the clichés of the Ministry of Magic, she would switch to Muggle radio, but she was not interested in "rock" at all. Switch immediately like a cat.

   "Then have you heard of the Beatles?"

   "What happened to the Beetle?"

"It's not the Beatles, the Beatles is the name of a band." As Lily's voice just fell, "Rock" sounded on the radio, and then Lily, wearing gloves, shook her head like a madman and jumped out with a smile. Very happy "Come on, dance with me!"

   "You said it was dancing?" Pomona opened her eyes wide in disbelief.

   "Of course!" Lily said loudly while waving her hands in the loud music, "Come on, Pomona, let go of your hands and feet! Let's dance together!"

  Pomona wanted to dance a bit but didn't dare to dance. The legendary man who danced with Veeva would fall into her magic power until she died of exhaustion. She wondered if this magic power would affect women.

  "Don't be afraid, dance!" Lily encouraged her. Such a happy mood is very contagious. In the end, Pomona couldn't resist the temptation to dance with her in the greenhouse.

In the morning where they had stood, a house elf was tortured by the unforgivable curse, a sadness that made her feel suffocated, haunting her, or since the day she bought the magic wand, a feeling that made her feel uncomfortable She was disturbed, and now with Lily, she felt the kind of long-lost happiness again.

  She “danced” like Lily, and all her troubles disappeared. She wanted to keep jumping like this without feeling the slightest pain anymore.

   "Let go a little more, Pomona! You are as stiff as a potted plant, let go of your hands and feet!" Lily said with a laugh.

  Pomona felt very uncomfortable, but she did as Lily said.

  She feels like a dandelion, floating with the wind, no longer need to be bound by the soil like a tree.

The plant will soon die if it leaves the root, but the dandelion seeds will drift away with the wind, and after a short trip, they will fall back to the ground and take root. She will grow in a new environment. In order to adapt to the environment, it may be slightly different from the original dandelion. But she is still her, she is still a dandelion, a white, fluffy plant.

"Do not!"

  The snow-white dream just formed in her mind, and a desperate wailing made her joyful mood sink to the bottom. Dandelion needs sunlight, but she was so unlucky that she was blown into the abyss by the wind, and she would never be able to take root.

   "Don't go! Don't leave me!"

  She heard the desperate voice, and then Lily stopped dancing. The radio went silent again, and it seemed to be broken.

   "Do you know how to use a wizard radio?" Pomona looked at Lily suspiciously. Maybe she broke a good radio with her Muggle method.

   Lily shrugged.

   "Did you hear something just now?" Pomona thought she might be going crazy, and she heard the hallucinations again.

   "I heard nothing except music." Lily said blankly, "Are we going to continue working?"

   "Of course, wouldn't it work without music?"

   "You're so boring." Lily curled her lips, but still picked up the weeds that were cleared out and threw them out of the greenhouse.

   "You brought me back." After she was in the greenhouse by herself again, a voice came from the broken radio "Either live together or die together!"

  "Torn apart!"

  Pomona was frightened by the hatred in that voice, she raised her wand and blasted it to pieces.

  The wooden case gave out a burning smell, slightly bitter, besides she also smelled the smell of chocolate.

  Dancing was too intense just now, her head felt dizzy, she had an illusion inexplicably, she was still dancing, but the accompaniment music was not so "rock", very soothing and gentle.

   "How do you feel?" a woman asked.

   "Much better." A man sighed softly, "Thank you."

   "This is really not like what you said, Professor." The woman said again.

  The man was silent for a long time.

   "You don't know who I am." He said in a hoarse voice, "Also, I am no longer a professor."

   "Then what should I call you?" the woman asked.

   "Severus!" Lily outside the greenhouse exclaimed, "Why are you back?"

   "I'm not interested in unicorns." Snape said with disgust in his unchanging voice, "That **** animal actually **** in front of so many people."

  Pomona couldn't help but roll her eyes. Without looking at her, she could imagine the disgusting expression on his face as if he had eaten a fly. What's worse, he successfully destroyed her fantasy of unicorns.

  Pomona curled her lips. Severus Snape was such a disappointing name. Who on earth gave him the name?

  (End of this chapter)