Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 356 Unspeakable Secret

   "Professor!"

  As soon as Pomona walked out of the room, he saw Robbie cleaning the room. He was very happy to see Pomona.

  "It's been a long time, Robbie." She said exhaustedly.

   "You look tired, how are you?" Robbie asked worriedly.

  Pomona wants to be friendly, but she is upset now.

  Everyone is dead, only the two of them are still alive, and they are still alive. Severus was going to deal with dangerous politicians, and Pomona had a curse on her. She just wanted to live a few days without being so scared.

   "I'm sorry to separate you from Honey." Pomona said guiltily.

   "It's okay." Robbie put down the mop "It's my pleasure to serve you, Professor."

  Hearing the voice of speaking, the unbeautiful disguised orchestral music stopped, and the old bat walked out of his previous room.

   "Like yesterday." He said sarcastically, "Are you and Hermione Granger fighting for the house elves again?"

   "Don't worry, I won't be the same as last time." Pomona wrapped her dressing gown tightly. "Everyone has a time when young and silly."

  In 1973, she and Lily wrote a lawsuit against the slavery of house elves, which was eventually rejected by the Ministry of Magic and the Law Enforcement Department would not accept it at all. Even Newt Scamander didn't care. He hated "office work" and only Dumbledore supported them.

  Mankind has too many enemies. Dumbledore just hopes to make two more friends and be kinder to other races, but it is a pity that some people still remain barbaric a thousand years ago.

  The sky outside the window is already dark, and the kerosene lamp is lit in the cabin, as if they lived in the 17th century without any trace of modern civilization.

   "Go back and rest early, Robbie, stay with Honey."

  But Robbie didn't listen to Pomona, his eyes were at Severus.

   "You heard what the hostess said." He said coldly.

   "Yes, host." Robbie bowed respectfully to Severus, then disappeared with the bucket and mop.

  He walked to the kitchen, the place not illuminated by the kerosene lamp was shrouded in darkness but the smell of food came back. As the footsteps got closer, he returned with a barbecue and a turkey sandwich in his hand.

   "Don't stop me from eating in the bedroom." He smiled triumphantly when passing by her and said, "You can't control me now."

He grabbed her arm with his free hand, forcibly led her into her bedroom, and sat directly on the carpet in front of the fireplace. He looked at the burning sparks in the fireplace and let out a sound. Sigh, then grabbed the sandwich and ate it.

   "I wanted to do this a long time ago." He lay half on the ground and said vaguely as he chewed. It seemed that there was nothing to eat. It seemed that the table manners she had trained over the years had been in vain.

  "Don't learn from Harry and Ron." She picked up the sandwich and chewed depressedly. The two boys were lazy and wanted Hermione to clean up the plates.

  "Would you like some wine made by elf?"

  She hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

  Even if the old bat snatched the wine from the elf, he had already snatched it. Is it going to be returned?

He took out a dirty wine bottle from the deformed lizard skin pocket. Pomona contributed her own ceramic cup. The blood-red wine poured into the cup looked like it turned black, as boring as they were. People don't have any interesting topics at all, just like real old couples who have nothing to say.

   "I just read Tang Minghuang." Severus said, "He has a very serious midlife crisis."

   "You mean the emperor after Wu Zetian?"

   "There are two emperors after Wu Zetian, but none of them are as famous as Emperor Tang Ming." He took a sip of wine and ate a piece of barbecue. "He is with his daughter-in-law."

   "I have heard of her, Yang Yuhuan, one of China's four beauties."

"He values ​​brotherhood very much, but when he was 53 years old, all his brothers had died except one brother. He must be very afraid of when it would be his turn." Severus sighed. "He didn't follow. Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty looked for anti-aging medicine. It seems that he has learned a lesson, but he loves power as much as Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. Even if he is old and becomes faint, he is unwilling to give power to his son if he can follow him. Like Ruizong’s father, “let's let” out of the throne, but he actually has to be much more relaxed and happy."

The Chinese advocated "concession" as early as two thousand years ago, but the emperor usually handed over power to the heir when he died of old age. The Emperor Wu of Han was supposed to hand over the throne to the prince, but he killed the prince. Because he suspected that the prince had murdered him.

   "Tang Minghuang's second son was killed by himself because he suspected that the prince had rebelled. The third prince who succeeded the prince also had a very unhappy life. Only Yang Yuhuan can give him a little happiness in his gloomy life."

"Oh, you don't need to talk less. After the Anshi Rebellion broke out, he gave Yang Yuhuan to the rebel minister and his original wife, the queen, who was abolished by him because they could not have a child. They are a couple who share weal and woe." He curled his lips, "Selfish man."

  "You don't like them?" Severus raised the ending, "Yang Yuhuan and Li Longji were only together after breaking through many difficulties."

   "My own difficulties have passed. I crossed the river and demolished the bridge when I became the emperor. Yes, I don't like them." Pomona said blankly.

   "Don't forget, they can't give birth to children. The emperor can't live without an heir to the throne."

Pomona did not speak, and Severus did not hold on to it. After taking a sip of wine, he continued, "I don’t want some people to call me “crossing the river and breaking the bridge” behind my back. Come down, if there is no Draco who can inherit everything from me, I can also hand over the inheritance to my godson like that stupid dog."

   "Emperor Tang Ming was a very good emperor at the beginning." Pomona changed the subject, "He created the prosperity of Kaiyuan."

"The fire is still burning, the pot is empty, he is living in the shadow of Wu Zetian, that woman killed many of the Li family, who knows when it is Tang Minghuang himself." Severus looked at the fire and whispered, "He You can only hide your true intentions, and you can be free after you leave the palace."

"Siris also has a strong mother. He always fights her at home." Pomona shook her head imperceptibly. She remembered the Muggle bikini girl that Sirius had stuck to the wall with a permanent sticking curse. Bo hastened to death."

   "Do you still think of him?" Severus glared at her.

   "You still miss Lily." Not to be outdone, Pomona glared back. "Dare you say that you didn't miss her at all when you played the camouflage tube?"

   "Of course, which woman doesn't like Sirius who is as dazzling as a star?" He said dryly.

   "Don't do that, Severus, you know I'm not a person who judges people by appearance."

   "Perhaps not." He said coldly, "You just missed Barty Crouch Jr."

   "I don't want to talk about this with you." She drank to hide her impatient expression.

  "Do you like the feeling of depravity? Pomona?" He sneered and said, "Did you blame me in your heart for luring you into a ‘sinner’?"

  She pressed her lips tightly, looking like she swallowed a particularly bad potion.

   "I choose the little black cat." He twisted his thin lips and smiled maliciously. "From 12 o'clock tonight, until 12 o'clock tomorrow night, you will call me'master'."

   "No!" she said furiously.

   "This is how you respect me?"

  The good old man Hefpaff flushed with anger, her expression seemed to be silently accusing herself of wanting to bite this cunning Slytherin snake.

"It's no longer useful to investigate whose fault it was. We have already done what should be done. After the savior released the dragon and destroyed the Hefpaff Golden Cup, the Dark Lord came to Gringotts, and he killed himself in rage. I got a few goblins working in the bank, and eliminated those who knew the secrets of Horcruxes. He is different from you, Pomona. We were in Godric Valley and broke into a Muggle house by mistake that day. The decoration turned into a reindeer sleigh. You dealt with that person with a glance. If even you are a sinner, I don’t know what an innocent person is." He whispered, "Your only stain is me. If I don’t exist in your life..."

   "There is no such assumption." She interrupted what he was about to say next.

"Yes, there is no such hypothesis. Dumbledore's ingenious plan uses you to pass the goblin's identity test. You and Sirius sneak into and destroy the Horcrux. The way to minimize the damage did not succeed, because he had not thought about it. One question, I wouldn’t be like Joseph Kama’s father, watching my woman being snatched away by a powerful man, and all I can do is to be patient and let my son avenge myself, if I am Yang Yuhuan’s husband, Shouwang, and I will kill Tang Minghuang. I will not enter the grave with this shame."

  His chest rises and falls violently, and he looks very emotional.

  She looked down at the scar left by the unbreakable oath on his right hand, and felt that it seemed to have some connection with another person who made the oath.

   "Bella really had children with the Dark Lord?"

   "I don't know." He smiled sarcastically and said, "How can I know something that even her husband doesn't know."

  (End of this chapter)