Chapter 1022 Millennium Trace

"If Harry destroyed the diary with the basilisk's fangs and destroyed Tom Riddle's soul at the same time, can we destroy the dementor in the same way?" Pomona said suddenly.

"What?" Severus, who had just checked out, was stunned.

"Dementors are born of the desperation of Muggles when they are dying. If we destroy those corpses with fiendfire and basilisk fangs..."

"Can't you think of what normal women think, like flowers and desserts?" He interrupted her "not to mention what happened at Hogwarts at the time, everything that happened at Hogwarts was treated as isolated event."

"What?"

"At first we all thought that Peeves was a haunted ghost, but he used to be a ghost, not spawned by Hogwarts Castle. His materialization has something to do with the students' idea of ​​wanting to make trouble."

"how do you know?"

"I used to be the headmaster of Hogwarts!"

Pomona rolled her eyes at the guy with "gastritis", and shut up reluctantly.

"Women don't want flowers." Pomona whispered, "What era do you think this is?"

The old bat stared at her for a while, dragged the painting box, and led Felix and Pomona away from the Muggle inn.

"Are you going to say goodbye to Gerald?"

Felix was stunned by Pomona's question.

"Why should I say goodbye to him?"

"I thought you were friends."

"We've only known each other for a day."

"Yesterday, Gerald's family took you in for a day. If we didn't come back yesterday, you will stay at Gerald's house for a while, and even ask them to help you find a way to go back to the UK, so you still don't want to say goodbye. Say thank you and Is it reasonable to say goodbye and leave?"

"Go ahead, you won't lose much time," Severus said. "We'll wait for you here."

Jan Felix reluctantly left, and when he was gone, Severus said to her "You still want to administer the euphoria?"

"No, I'm fine." She said angrily, clasping her hands.

"You don't look very good like this, why did you scare him just now?"

"How did I scare him?"

"You said we weren't coming back, he didn't think of going there at all!"

In fact, Gerald and Felix played very late last night. When Pomona and the others went to pick him up from Gerald's house, Felix wanted to continue playing there.

"I was so sorry yesterday." He squeezed her hand and said, "I was so impulsive."

"Never mind, that's the only possible solution," Pomona whispered.

For a person who narrowly escaped death, her current performance is considered acceptable. There are few people in this world who can still be so laughing and heartless optimistic after going through what she went through.

Then he kissed her, this anxious kiss made her feel better, and at the same time, a feeling of exhaustion came to her heart, so she couldn't help but stand leaning on his shoulder after the kiss was over, like walking around Vines growing on pillars.

"You know, only my resurrection can save Severus," said Voldemort in her head.

"I know, can I be alone for a while?" Pomona responded wearily.

Then there was no sound, and it seemed that Voldemort had gone.

"I think he seems to have changed a bit," she said, putting her arms around his waist foolishly.

"who?"

"The Dark Lord."

He didn't speak.

"Nagini's black magic that hurts you, only he knows how to undo it..."

"As long as we have a time-turner, we can also..."

"I don't care anymore!" She cut him off, raising her voice. "I don't care anymore, Severus, I can't take it!"

As she spoke, tears began to flow.

Severus didn't comfort her, maybe he was still thinking about how to stop Voldemort from being resurrected, or maybe he thought she was too emotional, but she didn't care if he had comfort or not.

She began to understand Ginny, why she had tried everything possible to get rid of the diary and Tom's mood.

"The last time was because we quarreled." He said awkwardly, "Can we stop quarreling?"

"I don't think it's an argument." She wiped away her tears and stared at him.

"Well, we didn't quarrel." He said, waving his hands exaggeratedly like Malfoy. "You said not to go to the Goblet of Fire in the morning, and now we are going to look for it again?"

"I didn't tell you."

"Who said that?"

"You in the dream told me!"

Severus was even more confused.

"Have you ever heard of the butterfly effect?"

"A butterfly flapping its wings and setting off a storm on the other half of the earth?"

"Gollum, Frodo, and Sam discovered the joy of being a good man after a period of time, chose to be a good man, and gave up the immortality brought to him by the Lord of the Rings. But later, due to a series of misunderstandings about Frodo, Gollum It went bad again, he broke his oath and ended up falling into the lava of Doomsday Volcano and was melted together with the Lord of the Rings, doubting people is really tiring, I'm not good at playing tricks, this is my decision, I want Tom Understand the joy of being a good person, and then let him choose to be a good person and give up immortality!"

He didn't say that she was naive or anything like that.

"You can keep your decision," Severus said, "but you can't force me to accept your opinion."

"Whatever you want, it's not a day or two since we have different opinions." She said despondently.

In the first half of her life, she has been following Albus's education, not to be too greedy for material things, obviously she is rich but wears a witch's robe covered in mud.

The rest of her life began to be surrounded by jewelry, gorgeous skirts and all kinds of extravagant life. Severus wanted her to be a Slytherin woman. The reference was Narcissus Malfoy, but that was not what Pomona wanted .

She wanted the feeling of mastering her destiny, for which life burned like a burning goblet of fire.

At first she thought the Goblet of Fire was just a portkey, meant to bring misfortune to Cedric.

In that match, he was saved twice by Harry, the championship did not belong to him, it was the honor that allowed him to reach out to something that did not belong to him.

She said she shouldn't think about the Goblet of Fire, but she couldn't help thinking about it, just like she tried her best not to associate Cancer with the dung beetle, but still couldn't help thinking about it.

Some things, the more forbidden, the more I want to try.

Human curiosity is an amazing thing, capable of both miracles and havoc, and a theory originally used for time travel is turned into a weapon.

It is said that in the illusion that Grindelwald showed everyone during his speech in Paris, the atomic bomb exploded so brightly that it looked like a new star.

In fact, she also has greed, but it does not refer to the greed for gold and jewelry. Anyway, man-made gemstones are now available, and gold can also be washed by mercury to remove the golden color of the sun.

But she was curious about ancient alchemy items.

When was the Goblet of Fire created and by whom? Is that person related to the alchemist who made sun gold?

"What were you thinking?" Severus asked in his adult voice, deep and magnetic.

"Since when did the Triwizard Tournament use the Goblet of Fire to determine the contestants?"

Severus looked at her and shook his head.

"It seems that I should find something for you to do to prevent you from having dangerous thoughts."

"What do you want to do for me?"

He smiled maliciously, and bowed his head to kiss her again. This time the kiss was obviously flirtatious, slow and pleasant, and it made people happy.

Pomona closed her eyes, but the sound of footsteps echoed in her ears. A woman in a gorgeous long dress was walking quickly in the empty castle, as if she was in a hurry.

In the 1970s, due to the pure blood riots in England, the planned Triwizard Tournament was cancelled.

But if it hadn't been cancelled, she could actually wear that beautiful dress and go to the Yule Ball.

Even she is not a foil, but the protagonist of the ball, becoming a female player like Fleur.

The dance partner she wants to invite is by no means a junior freshman who has not yet begun to grow taller.

When the woman walked up the stairs to the entrance of the auditorium, a person was waiting for her at the corner of the stairs. That person had a handsome face, black jade-like hair, and was wearing a Slytherin green robe. It was Senior Riddle.

He was smiling at her at the moment, and that look was just as charming as Cinderella said, but if he participated in the Triwizard Tournament, then she couldn't be the contestant representing Hogwarts.

After a short period of confusion, a dark figure appeared in front of her.

Her dance partner is still the old bat that makes people stomach ache.

"NO!!!" she wailed, struggling to escape the grip, but the voice caught in her throat as passing Muggle climbers whistled at them both.

For a thousand years, the human behavior of expressing love by kissing has not changed.

No matter how the world changes, some things remain the same.

This may be the reason why the mermaids in the Black Lake are so curious and fascinated by the humans in the "fish tank".

There's already a pair of ghosts haunting the castle for millennia, don't add any more.

Albania is so far away from England, Cinderella and Bloody Barrow can also find it, how much their nostalgia for that castle must be.

Rowling said the fourth book was extremely, extremely important. Something big happened. At the same time the book is really at the center, it's almost the heart of the series, it's very pivotal.

But she gave too few clues, flip the table!