Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 45 Care is chaos

  Muggle’s soul is mostly aquamarine, with a soft silver light, like a firefly in a summer night.

The wizard’s soul is aqua blue with silver light. It looks so beautiful and can arouse her appetite. The little wizard behind her doesn’t know what kind of danger she faces, she thinks Eat him because he has a pure soul that is delicious and delicious.

   "Don't waste your talents, Pomona." Frankel Barton from Gryffindor, with his hands behind his back, said to her like a pure-blooded wizard noble, "Don't just know how to take care of plants."

"Do you know... how beautiful you are?" The Slytherin, who has always had expressions of sarcasm, ridicule, disgust, and indifference on his face, looked at her with the look of a lion seeing its prey. "What a pity, it's not Someone takes you to the dance party."

Pomona felt that he might have seen the sensation caused by another mixed-blood Veeva in the school, and then he was as stupid as a young man, thinking that he could date a mixed-blood Veeva, and he happened to know another one, so he Invite her in this awkward way.

  Men like to win, especially when it comes to women. The loser who has never won in this regard actually challenges this impossibility. Where does his fascinating self-confidence come from? Or is it arrogant to have a certain degree of inferiority, if she refuses, his poor self-esteem will be hurt?

   "I won't go to the prom with you because of waste." She tried to get around him, but he blocked her in the middle of the corridor.

   "Then another reason?"

   "Maybe." She said coldly, "I'll give you three chances."

   A dimple curled up at the corner of his mouth. It was a smile that was different from the innocent and kind smile when he was with Lily. She felt a little disgusted. At this moment, he was like a thief who succeeded in pickpocketing.

   "No one asks you except me, right?"

   "If you are talking about school, yes." She tried to get around him again "but it wouldn't be if Sirius could appear in public."

  Now he was completely annoyed, and when he tried to continue pestering her, her savior appeared, and he drove away the little hooligan from Spider's End Alley.

   "Professor?" Neville asked tentatively. He was silly, far less aristocratic than his father, but he was very cute. He is still wearing a sweater.

  What's the matter, Neville?

   "I am now the herbal medicine professor at Hogwarts." He said dullly, "I'm taking care of them the way you taught, but those plants still miss you very much. Why did you leave Hogwarts?"

  There is an unspeakable emotion rushing to my heart.

  She is very happy, although there are only two people living alone, but that kind of life allows her to enjoy the long-lost peace, until she meets the little dwarf star Pete who is lying in the snow and looks frozen.

  "Is it because of Professor Snape?" He paused and said, "They said you were pregnant, and Professor Snape said that the child would not stay. Is it because you are worried that he is the same as me?"

  No, my dear, it is not.

  She wanted to talk, but unfortunately she still couldn't speak. Fortunately, her hand could still move, so she grabbed him tightly.

  The former little gangster, now the old gangster lacks the ability to love others, he can’t love someone who can bring him painful memories, even if he is Lily’s child.

"I checked the book and the connection between mother and child was particularly strong in the two or three years after the child was born. I could feel it when Bellatrix tortured my mother, but I didn't say anything about it." Neville replied. Shaking her hand, "Professor Snape made the right decision."

  I will not dislike it because it is a dumb gun or simply because it is a Muggle.

  But Neville said he could feel the painful memories of Alice's torment. He was only one year old at that time, and she didn't want it to be born with such pain.

  Maybe she can forget it, but she doesn’t know whether it can conceal the painful memories caused by the Unforgivable Curse.

   "I heard Cedric say that in the year of the Triwizard Tournament, he saw Professor Snape coming out of your secret room. Did you start that time?"

  Pomona grasped Neville's hand tightly, and she wanted him to help her up.

The old bat is always used to close the door. It is conceivable how loud it sounds in the silent night. She can almost imagine that he is wearing that eye-catching black robe and striding in the Hogwarts corridor. , Exuberant and triumphant like a dog with a raised tail. He finally won the Predator Quad in some way, but it was her reputation that paid the price!

"Harry said that one day while traveling in the corridor, he met Professor Snape and Lupin, as well as Peter Pediru. It looked like a mouse. Of course everyone didn’t know it, but that was before the Triwizard Tournament. One year, I was confused, can you tell me what happened?"

  In fact, just because of the "joke" in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, the old bat had hated Neville for a whole year, and his mind was so narrow.

A Slytherin who hates revenge and loves revenge, if it were not because she controlled the supply of raw materials for his potion, he would make Neville's entire life full of shadows, instead of just finding an excuse to let Neville squeeze leeches for a month. The juice is over.

  Don't even think about it, poor little one.

  Pomona wanted to hug him. Mrs. Longbottom was very strict. She firmly controlled Neville’s life and was not allowed to escape her control like Frank did. She had almost lost her son, not even her grandson.

   "Navi, is she the female teacher who takes good care of you in school?" She heard an old woman say.

   "Grandma!" Neville immediately became nervous.

  Then she smelled a high-end perfume, reminding her of a certain flower blooming in the Forbidden Forest. It was not a potion, so that she never wanted to pay attention to its name in the past.

   "Neville, let Professor Sprout and I be alone for a while."

  Navi hesitated and left. As he walked away, he closed the door of the room, and then she heard the loud sound of the chair legs rubbing the floor from the right.

"I can see that you are a decent person." The old lady whispered. "But I don't want Neville to see you again. Being a Harry Potter classmate is enough to scare me, and then I heard that he still Killed the mysterious man’s pet with a sword. He told me what Horcrux was it? I’m very old, and I don’t have the power to protect him before letting him teach at Hogwarts, and he is not married yet, Longbottom The blood of the family cannot be cut off here. I am sorry that you have become like this, but I must not let that child have any accidents. If you really care about Neville, you should understand why I say that, he is not Harry Potter, oh, I heard that he is an Auror now, go find him if you have anything to do, don't let Neville get involved in your business."

  Pomona opened her eyes as hard as she could. It was a noble woman with a face full of vicissitudes. She wore a green hat and an owl on her head, but she was not from the Order of the Phoenix.

   "You swear to me, Pomona, you will keep Harry alive."

  A red-haired woman looked at her with open green eyes, begging in her eyes.

   "I swear, Lily, I will do my best to protect him." She said softly, but she almost broke her promise.

  At the end of July, the two children born in the family that had repelled the Dark Lord three times could only live one, and Dumbledore made a choice.

  Harry has died once, is he going to die a second time?

  The old reptile said he wouldn’t protect Neville, and he didn’t even bother to protect Harry. Why didn’t men use them at all when they were critical?

  She remembered, but she really didn't have the strength anymore, she was really heavy, she almost couldn't bear it.

  (End of this chapter)