Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 704 Chaos Ministry of Magic

There is butter beer in cold Scotland, and Viennese coffee in Central Europe. It is not suitable for dieters. The hot hot coffee has a layer of sweet chocolate syrup and ice-cold whipped cream. There are five colors of colorful rice sprinkled on it, which looks very good. Pretty.

  Drinking this early in the morning may be a little greasy, but the apple strudel sprinkled with powdered sugar and fresh fruits are not so uncomfortable.

Before arriving in Venice, Pomona enjoyed a room service. She could enjoy it while lying in bed, but the gentleman in charge of the service looked very unhappy. He sat on the sofa outside the bedroom and looked at today. The Daily Prophet.

  The question about Voldemort is a big problem, and Pomona doesn’t know how to solve it. The only thing she can do is try not to let the evil spirit disturb their lives.

  Coffee is originally refreshing, but everyone who has drunk it knows that after drinking it, it will make people relax.

  Food can bring happiness to people. On this lazy and sunny morning, she flipped through travel magazines.

Last night they passed by Gmunden on the north shore of Lake Traun. The ceramics there are very famous. The Oort Palace on the small island in the lake was built by the Grand Duke John Oort, who disappeared in South America in 1891. A long wooden bridge is connected to the land.

  It is said that he was one of the people who was judged as "unborn" because of a certain time travel.

  Pomona touched her stomach, and suddenly she asked her inspiration.

   "Lily is really buried?"

"what?"

   "My daughter, Lily Snape, is she really gone anymore?"

  Severus turned his gaze to the newspaper again, as if not wanting to bother with her stupid question.

This reminded her of the past, Miss Lily Evans was actually not so fond of learning, she also has a playful side, but her friend Snape, the snot spirit, remembered that "power can bring happiness" in mind, then He actually finished memorizing the thick "A Thousand Kinds of Miraculous Herbs and Mushrooms".

Genius needs 1% talent and 99% hard work. Sirius has the same key 1% talent as Severus, but he is not as hardworking as Severus, even without Azkaban’s twelve years. As a prisoner, he could hardly be Severus' opponent.

  "He is getting stronger. Ginny became weaker in the year the secret room was opened, while Tom Riddle's soul gradually became stronger. If my Lily is still alive..."

   "She is dead, I buried her." Severus interrupted Pomona.

"There is a brain hall in the Department of Mystery. I heard that there is a water tank in which a lot of brains are cultivated with potions. Maybe Bella's child grew up in it after being transferred from the mother." She said coldly. Why is there no sign of her pregnancy, but everyone is madly rumoring that she gave birth to a child to the Dark Lord?"

   "That's just a rumor, he left no heirs." Severus flipped through the newspaper, and the first thing that caught his eye was a picture of Harry Potter.

   "Hey." He grinned like a toothache.

   "What news is in the newspaper."

   "If you want to know, get up, do you want to stay there all day?"

   "But I feel very tired." She bit her fork and said softly, "Whose fault do you think this is?"

  He is silent.

  But the corners of his mouth rose proudly, and the gloomy and stiff face finally felt a little warm.

"Do you know what Viennese coffee is called?" The herbal professor who loves food magic dipped a bit of cream and chocolate with his fingers and put it in his mouth. "People call it a single-headed carriage. Porter was originally a beer that London porters liked to drink. What does the footman say in German?"

   "Stauern."

  "This is our secret code. If you think I am not like me, you can ask me what is the nickname of Vienna coffee. Stauern is the correct answer."

   "You didn't help." He said angrily.

"I feel very happy now, Severus. In Albus's words, I am full of the power to defeat him now. I think he should not be able to hear our conversation." She sighed helplessly. , She only hopes that she can carry it when she is caught by the gods, "Where are we now?"

  "Are you not asking about your children?"

   "You can't tell, can you?"

  He became unhappy again.

   "Where are we now?"

  "Just passed Mariazell."

  "Why does the wizard train pass by the holy land of Christians?" She asked puzzled.

"how could I know!"

  Pomona stared at the straight man.

  Why can men be so stupid?

In the Oriental Art Gallery of the Victoria and Abbot Museum, there is a white porcelain "Virgin Mary" statue made in China, which is actually the Chinese child-sending Guanyin, because she is holding a baby and holding the Virgin Mary with the Christian child Jesus. The images are extremely similar, so they are extremely popular in Europe.

  There must be people who pray to the Virgin Mary, but when everyone prays, they don’t say anything. Who knows what she is thinking in the prayer room.

   "Come here!" Pomona patted next to herself, "Let's read the newspaper together."

"Have you heard of the war in Morocco?" He smiled evilly and said, "The Italians will come up with all excuses to surrender. In 1941, on the North African battlefield, the British fought against the German Allied Forces. The Italians wanted to surrender. The British disagreed. After defeating the British, they forced Britain to accept their surrender."

   "What?" she said incredulously.

  "They used their actions to show the world that no one can stop the Italians from surrendering." Severus patted the newspaper. "Werewolves are doing the same thing."

  She was confused.

"It has become a common practice for the Italians to surrender to the British army. Later, there were not enough prisoner-of-war camps. The Italians also helped to build prisoner-of-war camps and put themselves in. Do you know how much food it costs to raise those prisoners every day?" Severus smiled and shook his head. The werewolves also wanted to surrender and put themselves in a prisoner of war camp. The Ministry of Magic was discussing whether or not to agree to the werewolves surrender. In order to reduce food consumption on the North African battlefield, they could also use these Italians to fight annihilation to accumulate military merit. The British refused to surrender. The British side killed the representatives sent by Italy to negotiate peace, and this angered the Italians. The British were defeated by the Italians, and the navy sent people to accept these prisoners."

  "Is it the British navy or the Italian navy?"

"What do you think?"

  Pomona hesitated for a while, watching his smiling face cautiously said "British Navy?"

   "That's right." Severus smiled and shook his head. "It's incredible."

   "So, the werewolves are now learning Italians. If the wizards do not accept their surrender and give them houses and food, they will rebel until the wizards agree to their surrender?"

   "Yes." He pursed his lips and said with a smile.

"Oh my goodness."

"An anonymous letter was sent to the Daily Prophet. A werewolf believed that werewolves were also humans, and the Ministry of Magic could not secretly execute them by treating animals. Now the focus of the paper is whether to define werewolves as humans. Harry Potter believes that it should be. In the defense of Hogwarts, there were also werewolves who contributed to the protection of the school and even sacrificed their lives."

   "Oh, my goodness!" Pomona didn't want to sleep, poor Teddy, as Harry's godson, he would definitely be noticed.

  This is exactly what he needs to avoid. When a Hefpaff can hide in a pile of people, as long as he keeps a low profile, no one will know that he is the son of a werewolf.

"It is not the number of soldiers that determines the victory of the war, but the will of the soldiers." Severus read aloud the article in the newspaper. "This is what Remus Lupin said to me last. Remus is a gentle and sensible man. People, not all werewolves are as crazy as Fenrir Greyback and Krumkridge, Secretary of Magic Kingsley Shaker said in an interview."

   "Don't be so mean." Pomona said helplessly.

   "I can't help it." His thin lips twisted, and he smiled maliciously. "Proud, emotional fools, I will watch them fall into the pit I dug."

  Originally, Pomona wanted to persuade him, but when she thought of the wolf poison potion that she wanted to buy under her real name, she lost her mood, so she hugged him on the head and kissed him hard, leaving a cream mark on his lips.

  He seemed to be frightened by her and looked at her motionlessly.

   "Is it sweet?" she asked.

"what?"

  "Viennese coffee with whipped cream and chocolate syrup, would you like to have a cup too?"

   "No!" He said with disgust, "Who would drink something that a child would drink."

  Pomona looked at this "big man" in front of her, how cute he was when he was a kid...

   Was he cute when he was a kid?

  Pomona looked at the ceiling and recalled, as if he was so weird and gloomy when he was a child, not like a child at all.

  The taste of girls nowadays is so strange, how come so many people like this bad-tempered guy?

  (End of this chapter)