MTL - Harry Potter’s Morning Light-Chapter 2739 Land of Firebirds (47)

  Chapter 2739 Firebird Land (forty-seven)

  The entrance to the underground study is located behind the mandarin duck jasmine bushes planted in Greenhouse No. 1. It is just a very simple movable plank, without any disguise except for a layer of soil on it, so it is relatively easy to find.

  Mandarin duck jasmine is next to a clump of dracaena. In fact, it is not appropriate to call it a tree, because it is essentially an agave, although it looks like an arbor.

It is native to Morocco. The dark green leaves are red at the tip, and a milky white juice will flow out. It is very spicy, and it will cause burning pain when it falls directly on the skin. After all, it is not real dragon blood. Drinking the potion produces a sensation similar to tequila.

  It likes the sun like mandarin duck jasmine, so it is placed in a greenhouse. Although mandarin duck jasmine likes humidity and high temperature, dracaena is more drought-tolerant, and its requirements for soil are the same as mandarin duck jasmine. Fertile and loose is the best.

Another drought-tolerant succulent plant, Huoji, grows on the high mountains of Africa. The greater the temperature difference between day and night, the brighter it is. It likes the sun but likes low temperature, drought, and barrenness. It is planted with sumac, not all cacti. All must stay together.

It may be because she is really worried that the diet of Hogwarts will make her figure out of shape, that is, after Victor Krum, Fleur Delacour also started the morning exercise of the Black Lake, the difference is that she did not run along the lake , but jumped into the lake in a bathing suit to swim. Since then, the number of boys who got up early in the morning began to increase.

She would come to the lake in a silver satin dressing gown, falling unhindered like quicksilver along her smooth skin, forming a heap at her feet, then raising her feet and tapping the water with her toes, like It is to test the water temperature, and then slowly walk into the lake and start swimming.

Veela's long silver hair will move automatically in the absence of wind, and will spread out in the water, covering Furong's body. After landing, she will gently wipe her hair with the bath towel she brought, and the crystal-like hair on her graceful body Bright water drops.

  Many boys have been taught by friends and girlfriends, forbidding them to go to Furong to swim, but it is useless. Many people in the school have cameras, and they can be viewed as pictures after they are taken.

   Draco Malfoy also has a camera, which he bought in third year to photograph Buckbeak getting his head chopped off, only to be dismissed after being punched by Hermione.

  He didn't want to go to shoot Fleur, since he was turned into a ferret by Moody in the public, he has restrained a lot. While everyone else was having a great day, he was always morose, looking at Harry like he was thinking bad ideas.

But Pomona doesn't have time to worry about that much now, firstly because the third project is getting closer, and secondly because Severus, she doesn't think Albus will be happy to know that she started dating him and Sincere wishes.

  The dean must be single, and only a single can be the dean, which is the same as the seminary. But teachers can live outside the school. The earliest Screaming Shack was the dormitory for female teachers. They can also get married, which is different from the seminary.

  If you can’t accept this rule, you can resign. There will be many people who want to make up for it. Severus will definitely not leave. If he leaves, he will lose the protection of Albus Dumbledore, and he may enter Azkaban at any time.

  So be sober, impulsiveness is the devil, and adults should behave like adults.

   "Back to the way it was before." Pomona whispered, drank a glass of blue potion, and sat next to the operating table.

  Hellebore is poisonous and can cause symptoms ranging from dizziness to cardiac arrest, but this is still dose-related.

  Although hellebore syrup is sweet, it is not a sugar syrup. When concocting the morning glory potion that can exchange sounds, it is necessary to continuously heat the potion until the water turns into water vapor and the liquid turns thick yellow.

  She ran out of palliative, and she was embarrassed to ask Snape for it. After drinking this cup, she might go to Diagon Alley to buy some.

   Soon, the feeling of uncontrollable heart beating disappeared, and she became calm, as quiet as a corpse.

  She moved her finger and found that everything was normal.

"How are you?"

  Pomona looked up and saw that it was either Fred or George—only one of the twins was present now, and he was looking at her.

   "What are you doing here?" Pomona asked.

  Fred or George looks surprised.

   "Your voice really resembles Professor Sprout."

  Pomona immediately cleared his throat.

   "What are you doing here?" she said in a thin voice.

   "Same as you." Fred said, shaking the test tube in his hand, "Looking for something sweet."

  Pomona notices that instead of hellebore syrup, he's holding hendelion syrup in his hand.

   "Are you going to concoct a love potion?" Pomona asked.

   "Wow, that guess is really accurate." Fred said with a smile, "But you guessed it wrong, what I want to concoct is a strong love potion."

  She couldn't believe it, he said it so loudly.

   "It's a dangerous potion, and it's not allowed in schools," Pomona said.

   "Why are you so strict." Fred put the syrup in his hand into the dragon skin pocket, "Like an old nun."

  Pomona pouted because Fred hit the spot.

   "Something interesting to show you," said Fred, taking the fireworks out of his pocket, and began the show in front of Pomona.

  The fireworks were beautiful, but more importantly, Fred's smile was contagious, and her mood soon became less depressed.

  When the fireworks were about to go out, it returned to Fred's hand, and then he turned his palm, and a red rose appeared in his hand.

   "For you." Fred said with a smile.

  Pomona somewhat understood why Angelina agreed to Fred's invitation to attend the Christmas ball.

   "Thank you." She took it with a smile.

   "Now can you tell me who **** you off? Boyfriend?" Fred asked, sitting next to Pomona.

  She doesn't know how to answer this question.

   "Have you seen Wuthering Heights?" Pomona asked Fred.

  He shook his head in confusion.

   "That's a Muggle novel." She briefly told Fred the story.

   "So who is he? Heathcliff or Linton?" asked Fred.

  She wanted to say Heathcliff, but after thinking about it later, she didn't look down on him, and she wasn't Catherine either.

  If anyone is more like Catherine, I am afraid it is Lily, because even though she is dead, Heathcliff still loves her.

   "Do you know what the flower language of narcissus and wormwood is?" asked Pomona.

   "You tell me, Professor." Fred said jokingly.

   "My remorse and love follow you to your grave... You're no good at Muggle fiction, what about wizarding fairy tales?"

   "Sounds scary." Fred pretended to be afraid.

   "The second of the three brothers, he asked the **** of death for the resurrection stone, and resurrected his beloved girl, and then..."

   "I know what happened later." Fred knocked on her forehead. "Why are you just thinking about this?"

   "Then what do you think I should think?"

   "Interesting thing, where are you going for the summer vacation?"

  Pomona tilted her head and thought, it seems that she hasn't left Hogwarts for a long time, and she also stayed in school during the summer vacation.

   “I’ve been to Egypt, it’s not as interesting as I thought it was, and there’s only one waiter serving us.”

  Pomona remembered that when Harry was in the third grade, the Weasley family won a prize to travel to Egypt and visited Bill by the way. She didn't say that they didn't enjoy better services because they were poor.

   "Have you climbed the pyramids?" Pomona asked.

  Fred started talking about what he had seen and heard in Egypt, making him want to go to Pomona.

   Then she remembered the letter Albus had given her, which she could have given Severus as an exchange scholar.

   "Are you thinking about him again?" Fred said suddenly.

   "No." Pomona denied, her heart beating again.

   "He's lucky," said Fred, "to have a girlfriend like you."

   Then Fred or George skipped away, as if away from her, a figure exuding a gloomy temperament.

   This is the person who really lives in the sun, dazzling enough to attract everyone's attention.

  Actually, she could understand why Severus liked Lily, and if he could give up the concept of "strength makes people happy", they would be together.

  As long as he does not desire power, he will not be immersed in black magic, nor will he pursue knowledge so much, as a Muggle said, knowledge is power.

   Was it just Severus Snape like that, or the genius who knew more spells than half the seventh graders when he started school?

  People like that won't attract Pomona's attention anymore. She still likes smart boys, and she hates Rohart no matter how good-looking he is.

   "I'm going to see how the mandrake is doing." She muttered and left the workbench.

  Before she left, she remembered to take the pink dragon leather earmuffs. The students didn’t like to use them, so they became exclusive to Pomona. It was just an earmuff, so why fight for it?

  (end of this chapter)