MTL - Harry Potter’s Morning Light-Chapter 2587 Cheese in the Trap (23)

   Chapter 2587 Cheese Trap (twenty-three)

   "What you just said was written in this book?"

  Pomona picked up a book that was spread out on Filivy's desk.

   "No, it's another one." Filivie reached out and took the book from Pomona across the desk.

   She looked at the binding of the book, it would be at least a hundred or two years old, and the point was that it was written in French.

This reminded her of Madame Maxime, her original purpose, and yesterday's reminder from Severus in the double-sided mirror that a student would take advantage of this Triwizard Tournament to come to Hogg Watts searches for Nick Lemay's legacy.

   She felt that Albus should not keep these things that belonged to others, even though he and Nick LeMay had a good relationship.

   Moreover, he also made Nick give up immortality, why does she have a strange feeling?

"professor!"

   As Pomona hurried to the lounge, Neville stopped her.

   "Oh, what's the matter with you?" Pomona asked.

   "I want to ask, does our school have a greenhouse for aquatic plants?" Neville handed Pomona the book in his arms. "I found this at Scamander's."

   Pomona took the book, the herbal textbook used to be used at Hogwarts, which described the magical plants of Africa, but now it's useless.

   "We don't have a greenhouse for aquatic plants." Pomona returned the book to Neville.

   "What? Why?" Neville asked.

  Pomona pointed to himself.

   "Because I'm a professor of herbal medicine at Hogwarts." After she finished speaking, she turned to open the door of the office, and was greeted by countless letters.

   She almost forgot about it, so she closed the door.

   "Come on, let's go to the greenhouse."

   "Longbottom." Snape walked over with a stiff face. "Who allowed you to go to school on vacation?"

   "See you later," Neville said to Pomona, passing his old Boggart.

   She thought Snape would teach him a lesson, but instead he grabbed her arm and dragged her into the office.

   "What letter?" he asked in a questioning tone.

   "What, what letter?" Then she saw the pile of letters on the table. "It's a parent's complaint letter, how does the school hire a werewolf as a teacher."

   "Don't play tricks, when did you and Filius start communicating?" he continued to question.

   "I didn't." She tried to push him on the shoulder, pushing him further away. "He just handed me Greta's invitation."

   He listened quietly.

   "You know, the High Herbology Council is the Ministry of Magic's foreign ministry, and she needs me to invite those 'foreign friends'," Pomona said.

   "So this is a big diplomatic ball?" he said grimly.

   "I don't know if it's a diplomatic ball, I guess I didn't run the big scene." Pomona said, "Especially at this time."

   "You guys have been talking about how to dress for so long?"

   "Of course not, he also told me about the lake."

"anything else?"

   "Why should I tell you?" she asked rhetorically.

   "How about making a deal, I'll help you get a booster potion, can you tell me how the labyrinth works?"

   "No!" she said immediately, which angered him.

   "You are willing to tell Feliwei but refuse to tell me?"

   She remembered the "prophecy" that the Dark Lord would be reunited with his servants tonight, and although she knew that Snape couldn't have left school that night, the missing Peter Pedirou was more suspicious. Holding the Marauder's Map that day, Harry met Peter Pedilu at the Portrait Gallery, which was a short distance from the Slytherin cellar.

  What is he going to do? To meet Snape, who is also a Death Eater?

   "Answer my question!" he said through gritted teeth.

   "I lied to him." Pomona said, "That's a secret, I can't reveal it."

   The tense anger that seemed to be spewing out of his body disappeared.

   "And I don't think you need to work on the boosting potion, these senior students will do it."

   "How about we work together? Same as before," he suggested.

   "I thought your 'eggs' were ready," Pomona said. "Please get out of the way, thank you."

   He still wouldn't let her go.

   "Last question, the afternoon of the accident, you went to the Quidditch pitch and met the pink-haired Auror."

   "You mean Tonks? She just finished training." Pomona said lightly. "And Ginny, they're talking together."

   "What are you talking about?" he asked curiously.

   "I can't say."

   He immediately got angry again.

   "How can I tell you the girl's secret." She knocked him away with the waist of the bucket.

   Tonks didn't ask Pomona to keep it a secret, but she planned to keep it a secret for Ginny, even though Ginny's liking for Harry was obvious to anyone.

   He grabbed her arm again.

   "I want to help, how about letting me join?"

   She thought of the eight-eyed spiders in the Forbidden Forest. The interns probably won't be able to clean them up before school starts. Maybe his potion will come in handy.

   "I'm going to find Hagrid, are you going?"

   "Of course." He was so kind enough to help her open the door.

   Actually, she came to sleep, and now she can't sleep, but she doesn't feel tired at all.

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  Georgianna got up from the water, wrapped herself in a bath towel, and lay down on the lounger.

Sybil, who has the "inner eye", rarely leaves the tower in order to avoid earthly events affecting her prediction results, so Pomona gave her the riddle that the Sphinx asked the contestants to write, anyway she It is often said that some puzzle-like prophecies make people guess.

   However, Sybil when she was "awake"...spider was in front of spy, maybe she predicted something, but Pomona would have misunderstood, thinking that the spy was talking about Snape and ignored others.

   He looks suspicious at first glance, isn't he?

The builders of the maze include Hagrid, but Hagrid has a "bad record". In the school year of the Philosopher's Stone, he leaked the weakness of the three-headed dog because of a dragon egg. In order to prevent him from leaking the secret again, Pomona only Let him come in last and grow the hedges tall and strong.

This may be Hagrid's "talent". Whether it is a pumpkin or a fried snail, he will become a big man, and he is also familiar with those shrubs. After all, its seeds are also from a passerby in order to hatch dragon eggs. received.

   He even had a way to get the olfactory grass, after which the sniffers were less fond of collecting shiny things, because they got what they wanted the most.

   One night, Albus brought Pomona to the trophy storage room, which contained a wooden box decorated with gems.

   Then he tapped the wooden box three times with the Elder Wand, and the wooden box flew up, revealing a wooden cup inside.

   "This is the Goblet of Fire." Albus looked at the wooden goblet and said, "It's amazing, isn't it?"

  It is not unusual if this cup is only used for drinking, but it is not filled with wine, but with flames. Normally, isn’t wood thrown into the fireplace to help the flames burn?

   "What spell was used on it?" Pomona asked.

   "Would you believe it if I told you that it was formed naturally?" Albus asked.

  Pomona looked at the goblet, which was only partly hand-carved and partly the grain of wood.

   In fact, there are turtles in pet stores, and their shells are covered with beautiful gems, but Pomona does not do that.

   She thought it would be nice to keep it natural.

   "What do you feel?" Albus asked.

   "It's alive," Pomona said.

   "What does it want?" Albus asked.

   "Do you have any firewhiskey?" Pomona asked.

   "It wants to drink?" Albus asked.

   "No, I want to drink." Pomona said, "Wouldn't you like some too?"

   "You know, the Goblet of Fire makes an impartial and fair choice," Albus said. "I hope you keep your head clear."

   "You're talking drunk when you're not drinking." Pomona smirked.

  Albus smiled mysteriously and left the trophy room.

   (end of this chapter)