Chapter 1020 The key to getting started
In the common sense of modern people, there are nine planets in the solar system (Solar System), according to the distance from the sun from near to far, they are Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune, Pluto.
But in the Middle Ages, especially before the heliocentric theory was popularized, the seven planets referred to the seven planets in medieval astrology, namely the sun, moon, Mercury, Venus, Mars, Jupiter, and Saturn.
Astrologers after Ptolemy believed that each planet was essentially a mixture of two properties.
The active energy of the Sun's nature is heat, and to a certain extent dry.
Most of the moon's energy composition is cold and wet.
Saturn's attributes are primarily cold, and moderately dry.
The nature of Mars is mainly dry and burning.
Jupiter is both hot and humid, not as hot as Mars and the sun, but more hot than humid.
Venus has the same energy and temperate nature as Jupiter, but in the opposite way.
Ptolemy was a famous wizard, and he is featured in the chocolate card.
He was a mathematician, astronomer, geographer and astrologer, and it would be no easy feat to say that the maze around the altar was really the orbits of the planets Voldemort said.
Ancient people observed the astrology by treating the sky as a spherical surface, and the stars moved on the spherical surface. Observers used the astrolabe to make astronomical measurements.
The astrolabe can be used to locate and predict the position of the sun, moon, Venus, Mars and other stars.
The sun represents the ego, the moon represents femininity, Mercury represents the mind, Venus represents harmony, and so on and on.
It's okay for the drunk to enter the maze, maybe he didn't trigger the defensive magic of the maze at all, and the two of them are going to get the sun gold, provided that there is really one in it, that ancient alchemist is not like Pomona for the Triwizard Tournament The contestants let the water go, if it was really that simple, the treasure would have been taken away long ago.
"Ah! It's so hard!" She wailed, holding her head, but Severus ignored her at all.
He was sitting by the bed, holding a book called "On Gold", and he was reading a tome that was very difficult just by looking at the title.
The dining table used to place food is full of star charts drawn by her, and there are many ancient books spread out on the bed used to sleep.
In addition to the alchemy of Hermes, the alchemy of Horus was also popular in ancient times.
Alchemy wasn't Pomona's area of expertise, and she couldn't help it, just as Severus wasn't as good at astrology as she was, and he couldn't help her either.
"I miss Albus Dumbledore," she lamented.
"Don't keep thinking about relying on others, your brain will rust if you don't use it."
"Oh, that's it." Pomona hammered her head. "No wonder I feel stuck."
He raised his eyelids and glanced at her.
"Did you hear what you said?"
"Give me a refresher." She begged desperately.
"That thing can't help you." The Potions Professor ruthlessly refused, "Don't rush to the doctor like the little troll before the exam."
"Think about why Mungnes built such a maze." Voldemort asked condescendingly. "Is he wanting to be like a pharaoh who doesn't want to be disturbed by others, or does he want future generations to inherit his legacy?"
"Yes!" Pomona suddenly realized.
"What did you think of?"
"Do you remember Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets? Why did Salazar Slytherin set up that Chamber of Secrets and guard it with basilisks."
"Do you think the purpose of this labyrinth is the same as that of the Chamber of Secrets?"
"Don't overcomplicate things, Severus, if Mungnes Hagrid is really Rubeus Hagrid's ancestor, then maybe Rubeus Hagrid has some special, Parseltongue-like The ability to freely enter the maze."
"Does interbreeding two unrelated species count? And otherworldly stupidity."
Given that Hagrid kept saying that Slytherin was a place for Dark wizards and villains, Pomona would not comment.
"He has a knack for magical beasts, which even Kettleburn can't do like him." Pomona shook her head slightly. "Poor old Kettleburn, with sixty-two years of probation salary."
"So?" He dragged a long tone, pretending to ask.
"We're bringing Hagrid here!"
"No!"
She was rejected by Severus as soon as she finished speaking.
"why not?"
"What are you going to tell him? Dear Mr. Hagrid, I want to ask you a favor, please take out the sun gold left by your ancestors, so that we can make a time-turner and bring the Dark Lord back to life!?"
"Severus is right," Voldemort said in her head. "I don't think it's a good idea to bring half giants here."
"He is the last heir of the Hagrid family, Merlin's beard." She started to circle around anxiously. Hagrid dropped out of school, and although he had a good heart, his brain was really not very bright. Voldemort used a dragon egg to kill him. The secret to keeping the three-headed dog quiet has been revealed.
Not only is he not smart, he is also not strict with his mouth. The key is that it is difficult to use the Oblivion Curse on him. The giant's magic resistance is very high, otherwise the Hogwarts battle would not use gargoyles to deal with them.
"The centaurs are good at dealing with giants," Voldemort reminded again. "I heard they are good at astrology."
"Yes, centaur." Pomona murmured again.
"What are you doing Tima?"
"The centaurs are good at astrology, if we..."
"Same problem, how are you going to convince them to help us?" Severus closed the tome with a bang.
"There are no other centaurs in this place, they can migrate here." Pomona recalled the bright scenery of the Alps during the day.
"You'd better not act rashly," Severus said. "There are many issues involved, and the relationship between the Ministry of Magic and the centaurs is very tense at the moment."
"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, what should we do?" She circled around anxiously. "Too many clues have been destroyed."
"Muggles like to set fire, it's a bad habit," Severus said bitterly.
"At least we should collect the materials from the monsters before burning them." Voldemort also said regretfully.
"That's right, Warcraft!" She patted her head again. "Slytherin's basilisks only listen to the Mysterious Man. If Hagrid's ancestors wanted that half-blooded Warcraft to only obey the orders of their heirs, what would they do?"
"Neither one of the leopards and the five-legged monsters sound like good pets," Severus said.
"The basilisk is also not a good pet." Pomona poked her waist, and began to think hard, "What other clues are we ignoring?"
"Don't think about it, you should go back to the hotel." Voldemort said, "If you disappear on the mountain, someone will search the mountain. You have been out for a day."
Pomona took out her pocket watch, the hour hand had pointed to 11 o'clock, and the sky outside was pitch black, obviously it was not morning.
"Gululu." Her stomach rang, and she remembered that she hadn't eaten all day.
With a flick of his wand, Severus began to organize the spread books by themselves, before slipping into a case with seven keyholes that looked no different from the one the Aurors were carrying.
"What did you draw?" He took the astrology chart she drew in his hand and looked at it like checking homework.
"The records of solar eclipses in the past few hundred years." She said listlessly, "and the positions of the seven planets on that day."
He didn't speak, and seemed to be thinking about it.
"Put these away and take them away." Severus put the paper back into the pile of papers. "If there is really no clue, let's go to France. The French like to move the stolen books back to Paris. Maybe the alchemist They also brought back the Warlock's notes."
"I remember there was another slave trader... Maybe he took it away."
"Or, they are in the hands of a drunk, it's already late, go back to bed early, you'll be busy tomorrow." Voldemort urged again.
"ha."
"What's wrong?" Severus asked.
"The mysterious man urged us to go back to rest early, just like what you and Albus told the students." She whispered in disbelief, "Has he learned to be considerate?"
Severus' eyes widened in horror.
"You turned into a troll too?" He tilted his head and looked her up and down, "Or was your brain eaten?"
Pomona didn't bother to talk to him either.
There were times when Severus really looked like Ron Weasley, though he didn't realize it himself.
