Chapter 1082: Experiment and Guess

If you were a parent, what would be your reaction when you opened the door to your child's room and found him or her making out with the opposite sex?

The boy's parents would immediately close the door with a smile and congratulate themselves: Oh my God, that's great, my son likes girls. As long as he doesn't cause "trouble", basically he won't be harsh.

The first reaction of the girl's parents, especially the father, was to beat the kid to death, but considering that murder would be against the law, they could only give the kid a hard lesson.

When the little hippie is driven away, Dad will start to worry, and the daughter will grow up, no longer wearing a petticoat, saying that she will marry her baby when she grows up. A feeling mixed with disappointment, helplessness, and jealousy gnawed at the old father's heart.

Draco Malfoy was lucky, Astonia's father passed away very early, otherwise Mr. Greengrass would have to fight Lucius due to their family's style of "giving birth and then having a wedding".

The Greenglass family is aristocratic, but they are down-and-out nobles, while the Malfoy family has a lot of gold coins. The marriage of their two families has a lot of political factors.

When old Malfoy was down and down, the Greengrass house was his life-saving straw. When life got better now, he would start to relapse again.

When a man marries a woman, the woman will take the boy away from his mother, and Pomona dare not guess what Naxisha is thinking at the moment.

In short, Astonia is in an absolutely weak position in this marriage. If Draco does not help her, then she will be very unfortunate, and if her blood curse is added, it will be even more unfortunate.

At present, the two of them look pretty good. People in love can giggle all day long even if they don't do anything, but after returning to life, the situation is not necessarily the same.

Pansy herself couldn't bear the pressure to leave Draco, she looked fierce and aggressive. Can Astonia, who is weak and weaker than Draco looks more squeamish, stand those sloppy mouths?

In this world, there are many gossip women (male) who can't make up their minds about their own affairs, but are very decisive about other people's affairs. They like to stir up the muddy water of other people's homes, and clear water can also be muddy.

It's often very frustrating to meet such people. The problem is that they don't feel it.

Pomona didn't want to be such a gossip, even if she was Draco Malfoy's godmother, she didn't want to get involved in their family's affairs.

Pansy is the type who can't calm down. Ravenclaws often love to read books. Draco moved the Black family's collection of books to the library of the villa.

After playing all afternoon, the two of them consciously went to the study together after dinner, Draco continued to read books on medicine, and Astonia read books on financial management.

In this regard, there is no difference between Muggles and wizards, and Muggles may even be better, so Astonia reads Muggle books.

Pomona and Severus also ran to the study after dinner, and their goal was the Blake family's books.

"Password," Sirius' mother, Walburga Black, asked like the Fat Lady of Gryffindor.

"Hecate," Pomona said, and the life-size painting opened by itself.

Severus followed her into the chamber with an obnoxiously smug smile on his face.

"What are you laughing at?" she asked angrily.

"I told those two 'warriors' on the train to Hogwarts." Severus shook his black robe, looking at the book-filled Bookshelf "Only a simple-minded guy willing to be a big-bodied fellow will be like a dog that can't wait to get home, eager to get into the dog's hole."

Pomona thought for a while, "If you say that, it's like hitting all the Gryffindors. Aren't you afraid that they will cast a curse on you?"

"It seems that you know who I'm talking about." Severus smiled and narrowed his eyes, putting on an extraordinary look, "Don't you think that when so many of them deal with one person together, they look like a group of hunting dogs ?”

If there was a Gryffindor boy here, Pomona believed he would have done it even if he knew he was facing the Head of Slytherin.

Gryffindor rules forty-six: I am proud, and I am not happy to fight.

Gryffindor Rules Sixty-five: Better die than surrender!

We are curious, we are reckless, and we are honest Gryffindors!

The Slytherin would then keep a graceful smirk, waiting for Gryffindor to strike first, before the Viper was "forced to fight back".

"Look for a book." She rolled her eyes, too lazy to comment on the boys from the two colleges.

Severus pulled her closer, put his arms around her waist and French kissed her, and waited until she was out of breath before letting her go.

"Although I lost in the first half, I won in the second half." He stared into her eyes and said, "Luck is a good thing, but hard work is what we rely on the most."

"Let go of me!" She pushed his arm away, but it didn't move.

"I won't always be a loser, but Sirius Black hopes that I will always be inferior to him. I think this is the most unacceptable thing he can accept." He still looked like a villain, chattering, "He has talent, But he refuses to work hard, and this end is his own making."

"Don't say that about him."

"Why are you still speaking for him?" He said deadpan.

"He's dead, and it doesn't make you noble to speak ill of a dead man."

Severus was silent for a while, and finally let go of her hand. She held her beating heart, suspecting that it would jump out of her chest in the next second.

"I'll look here, you'll look there." Severus picked up a book and quickly flipped through it, while Pomona also went to the next shelf, looking for books related to alchemy.

As a result, she found that her hands were shaking before she touched the books.

She stared at it fiercely, put her hands away as if she couldn't see the light, and tried her best to calm her heart.

Reading can only be read with meditation, and she can't even read a single word like this.

"That note, did you dream about it?" Severus asked calmly.

"That's right." Pomona replied softly.

"Have you become a prophet?"

"You think there's a problem?" she asked calmly.

"Aristotle thought that the stars were composed of 'ether'. Later people called all the substances that could not be explained clearly or were difficult to obtain by 'ether'. People no longer obtained the answers through experiments, but by guessing , The popularity of this way of thinking has led to the near extinction of science in the next thousand years. The things you and the Dark Lord deduced have not been proved experimentally. Do you think there is no problem in breaking through the maze based on the results of your blind imagination? "

"If you want to conduct an experiment, what do you think should be done?"

"Klitsch used to be an experiment, but was summoned back by Regulus..."

"You're crazy! Put that thought of yours away!" Pomona interrupted him angrily.

"I didn't say to experiment with house elves, but the results of the experiments. Nadia of Palodo wanted us to experiment with her, so she may have failed experiments, but it is also possible that all the experiments she did It’s useless, we still have to start from scratch.”

"I have no objection to the experiment, but the method needs to be considered." She picked up a book and opened it, with a page of promotional materials inside.

This is a Muggle print that advertised that the Black Death was caused by black magic. Although it is old, it is well preserved. After the wizard burned the patient, he put his ashes on the doorknob, so as to achieve the purpose of infection.

There are indeed people in this world who deliberately spread diseases, such as Fenrir, but not everyone takes pleasure in spreading diseases.

Manipulating disease as a political tool is not a good idea, but it was the time of the Reformation, and Protestant rulers wanted an explanation for the populace.

Boundless speculation can be magnified infinitely with people's imagination, but in the end whether it is true or not depends on evidence and facts.

Wormtail's one-finger conviction in Sirius' trial resulted in him being imprisoned in Azkaban for 12 years.

Surrounded by so many dementors, he'd be pretty good if he wasn't crazy, let alone "working hard".

The choice of human beings in the state of stress determines the fate, even life and death.

Not every recklessness is favored by the god of luck.

Pomona stuffed the book and the poster back.

Sirius didn't want to read these books at first, but he started to read them later in order to become stronger.

Because he wanted to be useful, not at headquarters, with women and children.

And this happens to be the most troublesome part of "big trouble".