Harry Potter’s Morning Light - Chapter 2836

Chapter 2836 “Red Eye” (9)

When the moon rose, Mina and I came to the castle newly bought by the Dutch couple. The garden of the castle was full of laurel. I kissed the hostess, which made Mina feel very strange. I know this Pure girls must have never seen this set.

I held her hand, and just as I was about to repeat what I had just done, a man rushed up and shoved me.

They spoke the local dialect, and although I don’t know what they were speaking, it was clear that Mina and the man knew each other.

“For the sake of your life, don’t do that!” Mina said to the man, “You go, Alvin.”

“I’ll keep an eye on you,” Alvin said to me, like a ferocious lion.

Mina covered her face, I grabbed her arm, took her to a chair beside her and sat down, I looked at her poorly until her expression became quiet and peaceful again.

Mina told me that Alvin was a gardener who tended the gardens of several nearby castles. He had always loved her, but she had only brotherly affection for Alvin.

This skirmish made what should have been a wonderful evening a little bit worse, but what made it worse was that shortly after the concert started, all the wolves started howling.

The guests left the table one after another, and we followed suit. When I got into the carriage, I saw Alvin, and he was staring at me as he said.

I had no other thoughts about Mina, and got into the carriage as usual, when I passed a hill halfway, I saw the figure of a wolf.

They ran very fast and chased the carriage faster than a horse, but they didn’t attack us, I could see their glowing eyes in the dark, luckily none of the wolves had eyes like mine the day before It’s red as you see it when you get here.

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Igor Karkaroff is very good at dancing a kind of Eastern European dance, and the Dark Lord often asks him to perform at banquets, thus making this outsider an important member of the Death Eaters.

It took Alastor Moody six months to catch him, but overall the “investment” was well worth it. Karkaroff has confessed to many people in court, not just Barty Crouch Jr. , and August Rookwood, the Reticent Man of the Department of Mysteries, and his network.

“If you name the person who ‘hurt’ you, they will hurt you once they come out.” Severus said to Barnaby who was lying on the hospital bed. In addition, there is actually another person who can be his puppet.”

“Ben,” said Barnaby softly.

“He’s much weaker than you.” Severus said, “And he’s not like you. He has an uncle in the wizarding world, and he only has Muggle parents.”

Barnaby was silent.

“So…you know what to do?” Severus said.

Barnaby nodded.

Pomona checked the calendar and found that this year’s summer solstice was actually a full moon.

Then she remembered the Christmas Eve when Sirius and James discovered that the mirror on the fourth floor was abnormal. She looked through the past calendar and found that it happened to be the winter solstice, and it was also a full moon.

There was a knock on the door, and she put the calendar back in the box.

“Come in,” she said after sitting down at her desk.

Mrs. Pince came in.

“What’s the matter with you, Irma,” Pomona asked.

“There is something I must report to you.” Mrs. Pince sat opposite Pomona, her voice trembling slightly, “Professor Carter asked me to borrow something a few days ago.”

“What?”

“Toots’ borrowing record when he was studying.” Mrs. Pince said. “I think he is looking for the formula of rejuvenation and rejuvenation potion.”

Pomona looked at Mrs. Pince in surprise.

“It is true that Tootz’s rejuvenation agent and rejuvenation agent have not applied for patents, but how does he know that Tootz found them in school?” Pomona asked.

“How old is Toots this year, how could he invent such a magical potion.” Mrs. Pince said.

Pomona wanted to say that might not be the case, because Severus also invented the euphoria while studying.

But it was improved on the basis of the potion formula left by the Prince family.

“How do you know so much?” Pomona asked.

“He promised me that he would give me a share if he found the formula,” Mrs. Pince said, “but I think he changed his mind, and he found another opportunity to make money.”

“Do you know what it is?” Pomona asked.

“I don’t know, but I guess it has something to do with the treasure from the goblin rebellion.” Mrs. Pince said.

“Treasure?” Pomona exclaimed.

“The goblins put the treasure in one place, but I just read that in the book.” Mrs. Pince said, “The goblins found a maze left by the Blackwood family and put the treasure inside.”

“Okay, thanks for telling me this, Irma,” Pomona said.

“You’re welcome,” said Mrs. Pince, and stood up.

“He’s not a bad guy.” Mrs. Pince said suddenly when she walked to the door.

“You mean, Carter?” Pomona asked.

“He liked school, but he didn’t want the Mengertons to win,” Mrs. Pince said.

Then she left.

After Mrs. Pince’s figure disappeared, Pomona took out the double-sided mirror.

“Severus!”

It was a while before his pale face appeared in the mirror.

“I have important news…”

“I found what Carter was looking for.” Severus said, “He wants the formula for the rejuvenation agent and the rejuvenation agent.”

“How do you know?” Pomona asked.

“How do you know?” He asked back.

Pomona decided not to confess Mrs. Pince.

“Have you ever heard of Goblin’s Treasure?” she asked.

“I’ve heard of pirate’s treasure,” he said tartly.

“I think that’s Carter’s new target,” she said weakly.

He was still simmering the potion, intently looking at the cauldron.

She stared at him in a daze. His regular movement of stirring the potion clockwise and counterclockwise made her enter a state of “fugue wandering”, feeling that she was no longer in her office.

Her ears were filled with the sound of ticking clocks, and a Nutcracker appeared before her with snare drums.

“I found what’s important to me, and you found yours?” Henry asked.

He didn’t look like an old man with white beard and hair, but a child.

“Pomona.”

She suddenly ended her “fugue wandering” state, like a student caught distracted in class.

“Do you have any fresh mandrakes?” Severus asked.

“Sapling or mature?” Pomona asked.

“Mature,” he said.

“I’m going to pick them in the greenhouse.” She said, just about to stand up.

“I’ll go too.” He said, and left with the cauldron in hand.

Pomona hurried to the greenhouse.

In the dark corridor, there seemed to be rustling whispers, which sounded a bit like Parseltongue.

Ben can’t understand Parseltongue, can Paul control him like Barnaby?

Maybe Barnaby forgot this, so he was controlled by another snake.

Pomona returned to the greenhouse, but there was no one in the greenhouse where the mandrakes were placed, as if he hadn’t come.

She felt an inexplicable fear.

This is a dream, he is actually dead.

“Pomona!” Snape yelled. “Are you listening to me?”

“Wow~~” She cried like a mandrake.

“What’s the matter with you?” He asked patiently.

“I had a dream that you were dead.”

“Are you the same as Trelawney?” he asked sarcastically.

She sobbed for a while before she calmed down.

“I’ve been searching the North Ford Swamp recently. There is an abandoned fort on the edge of the swamp. Will you go with me?”

“Is it the summer solstice?” Pomona asked.

“Why choose that day?”

“Because it was Sunday.” She said casually.

“Okay.” He agreed without doubt.

“When did you go to North Ford Swamp?” Pomona asked.

But he has already snapped the double-sided mirror over.

It is often said that the full moon drives people crazy, but A Midsummer Night’s Dream takes place at the time of the new moon.

So she believed that on the day of the full moon on the summer solstice, the door to another world would open.

Pomona stood up, the weather was a little hot, she wanted to take a shower before going to bed.

The teacher’s bathroom is comfortable, but it’s too far away. Fortunately, she also has a bathtub with cat feet.

At this time, the effect of the compound decoction was almost gone, and she let out a long sigh of relief.

She in the mirror looks like an illusion in the mirror of Erised. If there is no beauty, no man will love her at all.

This is Albus’ wish, not to waste his talent.

If no one loves her, she can at least love herself.

Albus heard a local proverb while traveling.

Be humble, for from the dust you are made.

Be noble, for you are from the stars.

Each of us is made up of the stardust left after the death of the previous star. When we die, we will also become a part of the stardust.

She unbuttoned her clothes and thought, when will she go on a trip like Albus?

(end of this chapter)