Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 674 Paradeos

Legend has it that at the end of the 12th century, the Duke of Zilingen, who ruled central and eastern Switzerland, wanted to build a fortress in Bern. In order to name the city, Duke Zilingen decided to go out hunting. He used the first beast as the name of the city and killed one Bear, so the city is named after the word "bear".

  Because of this historical origin, the Bernese still have a special preference for bears, and the image of bears can be seen everywhere. Whether it is the fountain in the center of the street or the old buildings, there are almost all bear sculptures.

  Includes a sculpture of a teddy bear holding a pink piggy bank.

  Pomona looked at it, giggling smirkly.

  "Do you need me to take a picture of you?" Severus said with a smirk, as if he was suddenly interested in taking pictures.

  She was pretty sure that she had a healthy Swiss muesli breakfast in the morning, with oatmeal, almonds, yogurt, blueberries and raspberries. There were no potions, so they were sure that they didn’t take the wrong medicine.

  "Do you have a camera?"

  He stopped smirking.

   "We can buy a Muggle camera."

   "Recognize the facts!" Severus waved his hands. "No one here, just the two of us!"

  The roar of the potion professor echoed in the empty park.

  No matter how much Bernese people like bears, it is also a beast, and it cannot be left open in the open like the deer in Nara.

  Bears are all staying in Bear Mountain. At this time, it is estimated that they are hibernating. If there is no bear or rose, you can see who is still visiting the Bear Garden. In winter, you always go skiing in Switzerland!

  So this scene appeared. Even if they wanted to find someone to borrow a camera to take pictures, there were no living people around, let alone wizards, not even Muggles.

  There are so few people in Switzerland~

   "The book says this is a famous attraction." Pomona took out the travel magazine and read it.

  "The travel magazine also said that the London Eye is a famous attraction, will you go?" He said aggressively, as if to give her travel magazine a raging fire.

  The places introduced in travel magazines are often visited by tourists. Locals don’t go. The London Eye is a disaster. It is uglier than the Eiffel Tower, but there are no tall buildings around them.

  The vantage point of Berne is the church bell tower, which can be seen from any angle.

  The rose didn’t bloom, and the bear didn’t have to look.

  She sat down beside the bear sculpture, patted the side position, and said to Severus, "Want to have a cup of tea?"

  He didn't move.

   "Do you remember the last time we went to Tibet? We didn't even remember that we could boil hot water for warmth." Pomona said, "Why didn't you remind me?"

   "I didn't expect it either." He said calmly.

   "Really?" She asked suspiciously.

  So he sat down.

  Pomona took out the travel bottle. She gave this thing to Hermione. I don’t know if Miss Jack of All things spelled it.

   "What are you looking at?" Severus asked.

   "Those people last night, what kind of curse did they cast?" Pomona asked, "Is it related to the ancient ruins on Lake Neuchatel?"

   "It's an ancient black magic, but the doctor thinks it has nothing to do with the ruins." Severus pursed his lips and said, "It's just a place where people once lived."

Abandonment of a city starts from where people don’t go, or some natural disasters, such as floods and volcanic eruptions. When Vesuvius erupted, the residents of Pompeii didn’t have time to run. They became plaster. statue.

   "Did you find the bones in the ancient city?"

  He shook his head, "Muggles found three gold bricks with lettering."

   "Rosetta Stone?"

  He continued to shake his head, and used a spring of clear water in her travel bottle.

   "I heard that you were in the limelight yesterday?"

   "It's nothing, just dealt with a color-changing ghoul." She took out her pocket watch and pointed the flame pointer inside to the little monster.

   "Does anyone doubt your identity?"

  "Just to be cautious." His lips barely moved, but his words were still very clear. "Death Eaters have no sabotage activities outside of England. We are not like Grindelwald's men, who are wanted by the world."

  Apart from the Antarctic, the world may have left China as the most suitable place for them to hide. When the International Wizards’ Federation arrived in Tibet, it could not go further inland. Even the permanent observation point of the snowman in Tibet was almost attacked.

  Many Muggles go abroad, but there are few wizards. They still know too little about Chinese wizards.

   "What was it like last night?" Pomona continued to ask.

   "Malignant skin disease, just touch it, the infected skin will fall off."

   "Oh~~~" Pomona was vomiting with nausea.

   "Sebastian used a wonderful tool. Have you heard of paradeos?"

"what is that?"

"There is a wizarding village called Palodo near Turin. Some healers live in it. Skin diseases from herpes to psoriasis can be cured, not through curses or potions, but through contact. Before the witch dies, she must transfer the healing power to her granddaughter or daughter through a ritual. When the witch has no female close relatives, if there is no relative when the witch dies, she must touch and pass on her power to the inanimate or living. Object, Sebastian has a pendant, it’s a spiritual tool, it makes those Muggles a lot better, I’m wondering, when Voldemort is making Horcruxes, does he need to make spirits with those healers? You need to touch those objects and let your soul attach to it."

  Pomona really didn't expect this, but what surprised her even more was Severus's name.

   "What did you call him just now?"

   "Voldemort." He said blankly, "He can find me no matter how he hides it. I don't want to keep hiding."

  She didn't know whether to say that he was reckless or brave.

   "Don't call him that." Pomona whispered, "He used to be your teacher."

"When the death curse bounced back, he definitely didn't touch Harry Potter." Severus continued to speak in a way that didn't move his lips. "Do you still remember that diary? The memory in it only reached him when he was 16 years old. At that time, he didn't know the memory of Voldemort later, that is to say, there was no connection between the Horcrux and the Horcrux and the main soul, at least there was no memory sharing, and he could only feel it when the Horcrux was destroyed."

   "Can Sebastian use the healing power of that witch?" Pomona asked.

   "He said, it depends on her mood, because she is a bad-tempered witch." Severus said helplessly, "How about a trip to Turin?"

   "No problem." She said carelessly, and she took this honeymoon as a trip.

   "Although the witch has a bad temper, her spirit weapon feels very peaceful. Unlike a Horcrux, it affects people's emotions. The villagers call them white wizards, and they only call themselves healers."

  "Albus Dumbledore is the only one who can be called a white wizard in Britain, and he did not call himself a white wizard."

  "How did you detect the color-changing ghoul?" Severus asked, "The captain stayed in the car for more than ten years and didn't find it."

   "Feel." She frowned. "I later burned him with a fierce fire curse, but in fact, it was enough to drive him away."

"It's just a ghoul, don't think about it so much." He took out the cigarette case and slowly smoked it. "We are all tired of our lives. Don't be an old fool and dream of saving the world. People who are not worth saving."

  What kind of people are not worth saving? Include you?

  Pomona only thought of this sentence in her heart, because Severus said it all right.

  Someone chooses to be free. He may not live as comfortable as those "housed" people, or even have a short life. He died in a hotel like the first owner of the old wand.

  Someone chooses to start a family and live a peaceful life in a comfortable house. He lives very happily, so why force him to live a "wild" and displaced life.

   "I and Sirius took pictures at the London Zoo that day. They were really just friends. Would you treat us as only 11 years old?"

  He didn't answer her for a long time.

   "Let's go, let's buy a Muggle camera." He stood up. "I remember a kid who said that Muggle photos would move like the right developer potion, right?"

   "What about the water I boil?" she asked.

   "It's down." He said irresponsibly.

  It was a pity that she looked at the water in the pot. She didn't want to waste it so much, but she obediently poured it.

   Then she put the empty kettle back in her pocket, took his hand, and continued walking in the street.

  (End of this chapter)