Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 630 Overture to the Undead

  There is a piano in the Black’s old house, as well as in the presidential suite. The boys are bored and start playing piano.

   Kreacher seemed very happy when serving them, he liked these pure-blooded nobles.

If you switch to Dobby, he would definitely feel that he was being called to and drink without feeling respect, but Kreacher spent most of his life like that. Rather than asking him to accept "equality", he would prefer to treat Black Home loyalty.

  There was a Slytherin locket hanging around his neck, and the nobles did not particularly care, after all, it was no different from tattered after being split by the Gryffindor sword.

  They did not connect it to the legendary locket on the stage at all.

  Many of these people are young people about the same age as Draco. Compared with the courses taught in school, the dark magic taught by the Death Eaters is much "cool".

  These stupid kids were confused and left a dark mark on their arms for a while, but they were not as famous as Draco Malfoy, so the discrimination and prejudice they accepted were not as serious as Draco.

  In the past, Death Eaters killed people, and the corpses were handled by "werewolves". Now that the werewolves are dead, who will take care of their corpses?

  Pomona doesn’t want to think about this question. She has done enough “cleaning up”. In the 11 years from 1970 to 1981, nothing worth celebrating happened. Children nowadays have no idea what their previous generation has experienced.

  This kind of life that is depressing to suffocation is not done occasionally, but daily. People often disappear. Generally speaking, disappearance means death.

   "Mind if I sit here?"

Pomona followed the voice and looked at it. It was Aaron Rosier with a glass of wine in his hand. Of course, there is no shortage of wine in the presidential suite. There is even a temperature-controlled wine cellar filled with various vintages. Red wine.

   "The indoor air is too dull, but the air in the small garden is a little fresher."

   "Please sit down." Pomona said. She didn't feel this way until now. The luxury apartment in South Kensington is similar to the presidential suite. Historically, Nicholas Malfoy used the Black Death as an excuse to kill many ill-tempered Muggle tenants in the 14th century. Pomona hoped that the apartment or hotel was not the same house she lived in at the moment.

   "The house elf, if I remember correctly, it seems to belong to the Black family." Aaron Rosier said, "Mrs. Black once said that his cooking skills are the best in the wizarding world."

  "You went to Black's house as a guest?" Pomona asked in surprise.

"I was a child at the time, and my brother was still alive." Aaron said in a hoarse voice. "Mom feels very proud. He died in a noble manner. He doesn't need to be locked up like a dog like Karkaroff. In the cage, I hope you can understand why I am here instead of Lucius Malfoy. After the second war, he and Karkaroff did the same thing. These children would not listen to him. ."

   "Where is Roll?"

   "Graveyard, he's going to find some skeletons." Aaron took a sip of wine and sighed, "They are not afraid of being bitten by a werewolf."

   "The Undead appeared in Muggle London? That's great!" Pomona said "excitedly".

  " Skeletons don’t just dance. There are as many werewolves as there are no undead." Aaron sneered and said, "This planet is a cemetery."

   "Will you summon bone dragons?"

   "The bone dragon is useless except for its huge body. It requires a lot of magic power to maintain it, not to mention the complete keel is hard to find."

   "There are many dinosaur skeletons in the British Museum, they are all complete."

  Aaron was silent.

   "I believe it violates the international secrecy law." He said a long time later.

   "As long as their memories are cleared in time, Muggles won't care." She said irresponsibly, "Can I invite Umbridge? I am the only girl here."

  Aaron sneered and shook his head.

   "Why?"

   "I want to be a little decent in this room, Professor, or do you want me to call your wife?" Aaron said mockingly.

   "Professor is fine." Pomona said coldly, "Do you think she is not beautiful enough?"

"It has nothing to do with her appearance." Aaron took a sip of wine. "Luna Lovegood was caught by the Selwyn family. She used to claim that she was related to the Selwyn family. Then something happened. Just leave it alone, there is really no way I can live in the same room with this kind of person."

   "Oh." Pomona didn't know what to say

  Doris also often appears in social situations, but everyone keeps a distance from her.

  She has never had a scandal with a man, nor has she seen a woman who is particularly friendly with her. It is the kind of role that can always see her in social situations, but she is not seen, she is particularly popular.

  Pomona was the same before being invited. She didn't know everyone very well, and she pretended to be very familiar. After all, everyone knew that she and Severus were "spy" at Hogwarts.

   "It is surprising that Luna was kidnapped by the Selwyn family." Pomona murmured.

  "Me too, he was confessed by Lucius Malfoy in court. I'm really afraid of hearing my son's name from his mouth in the next second." Aaron said coldly.

   "Oh, Lucius..." Pomona didn't know what to say.

"No matter how many times I say, no one in my family participates in the Second Wizarding War and no one believes it. Every time a new Demon King appears in our family, someone will follow. I will not let the Rosier family be the same as the Black family. Aaron said, "My brother is loyal to the Dark Lord, and I am loyal to my family. I really don't understand why my mother thinks Ivan is better than me."

  Pomona thought this topic was too personal, so she didn't go on.

  "Do you think'Mr.' will become the Dark Lord?" Aaron asked.

   "What do you think?" Pomona asked rhetorically.

   "So far, what he has done is in line with normal people's thinking." Aaron stared at her and said, "As far as politicians are concerned, he is very young."

  "He is not a politician." Pomona shook her head. "He just wants to eliminate the public's discrimination against people with the mark of the Dark Devil."

   "Some marks, although not as conspicuous as the Peverier coat of arms and the Dark Mark, are deeply imprinted." Aaron said, "We are not a family of dark wizards like Dokhorov."

  Pomona didn’t know what to say.

  She really didn't expect Aaron Rosier to be "decent" with the Severus gang.

"Umbridge has a lonely heart. After Azkaban's release, she should get married instead of continuing to appear in politics, but who will marry her?" Aaron sneered and said, "She is a prostitute. She sleeps in whose arms the power is in her hands."

   "Aren't politicians all like this?" Pomona avoided saying that word.

"Not everyone." Aaron's brown eyes looked at the fountain not far away. "Maybe the Dark Lord has many shortcomings, but there is one thing he deserves to appreciate. He doesn't tend to politicians. He asks politicians to bow to him. This may be The reason why my brother is loyal to him is that a true wizard should seek power instead of playing politics like Muggles."

   "Are you a wizard..." Pomona murmured.

"A lot of people can't answer this question correctly." Aaron said with a smile. "Even if we are separated from Muggle society, there are still many people affected by Muggles. I think Slytherin is right. Muggle-grown Wizards shouldn’t come to Hogwarts to study. We can build another school where the children of wizards and Muggles can study separately."

   "This is a waste of teachers."

   "There are many people who want to be teachers, but the only formal wizarding school is Hogwarts. I heard that Ernie McMillan has opened an after-school tutoring agency that specializes in teaching the guards of God."

"Uh……"

  "Now we need strength. Since pure-blood children can be exposed to magic earlier, why not let them start learning before school? It is a waste of time to wait to learn with Muggle seeds."

  Pomona doesn’t know how to answer this question.

  If the nobles can start learning in advance, they will form a class consolidation like the Muggle world, which is not conducive to the "rebellion" of the wizards of the civilian class.

   "Are you hungry?" Pomona said with a sweet smile, "Want to have some honey pie?"

  Aaron Rosier looked at her with weird eyes.

   "You haven't tasted Kreacher's craftsmanship in a long time." Pomona smirked and stood up. "It happens that there is a kitchen in the suite and the supermarket downstairs. How about letting you taste his craftsmanship today?"

   "Yes, thank you." Aaron Rosier muttered unwillingly.

  So the fool Hefpaff made dessert under the watchful eyes of the shrewd Slytherin.

  She is a well-known "sweetheart" who is good at food magic, and is as harmless as puffs. Who cares about her fat woman with mud all over her body?

  (End of this chapter)