Chapter 1130 Warlock

The main course of lunch is beef stew with red wine, and the wine made by the winery itself is used. Pomona originally thought that Kritch would not want to serve Fiona, after all, she was a Muggle, so Pomona originally planned to cook for herself.

When she got to the kitchen, she found that Fiona and Kerry got along pretty well. Kerry is in charge of cooking and seasoning, while Fiona is chopping vegetables and washing dishes.

Even in the kitchen there was a distinction of status, and Pomona didn't dwell on it.

"We're having dinner at the restaurant today." Pomona put the baguette she bought on the cabinet at the door. "Fiona is a guest today, so you have to treat her well to Kerry."

"What's the matter?" Fiona asked nervously.

"You'll know when the time comes," Pomona said, and she left the kitchen.

After walking through a narrow and long aisle, she came to the restaurant. The decoration style here was not as magnificent as the Palace of Versailles or the Rezzonico Palace in Venice they had been to.

This manor was built in the Middle Ages and was converted from a castle for military use. The part of the arrow tower is now a viewing platform with tables and chairs. If the owner is in the mood, he can enjoy the scenery of the Loire Valley while tasting wine in the tower.

There are no murals on the ceiling, just simple wooden beams. The only thing that can reflect its luxury is the furniture inside.

Even with the floor-to-ceiling windows, the lighting in some places in the house is still poor, and there seems to be a lingering gloom here. The only thing that makes people feel happy are the stone arches at the entrance, which are covered with vines and look like green arcades.

There were no asphalt roads in the Middle Ages. There are many gravel roads in the French countryside. If you change your mood, you will feel that walking on such rough roads is very romantic.

Pomona found Severus sitting on the sofa drinking wine in the living room next to the dining room.

His first reaction when he saw her was to reach out.

"Where are the newspapers?"

"I'm not an owl!" she said angrily, and handed him the newspaper anyway.

He took the newspaper and frowned as if he saw something horrifying. "It's all in French."

"That's because we're in France, do you want me to read it to you, sir?" she asked deliberately in French.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled happily, so Pomona sat on the arm of the sofa next to him, reading the newspaper she just bought.

"Lunch is ready." It wasn't long before Fiona walked into the living room, acting as prim as a maid.

"Where's Felix?" Pomona asked.

"He's with me..."

"Call him here." Severus stood up.

Unlike the relaxed look just now, he now looks majestic and imposing, making it impossible for Pomona to connect with the bullied Slytherin in the past.

They came to the dining room and waited in the hostess and hostess seats. After a few minutes, Jan Felix arrived.

"Sit down." Severus pointed to the chair opposite Pomona and said, "This seat is reserved for you."

"I really don't understand why you have to talk about it when you have a serious topic." Pomona muttered, "It affects your appetite."

Severus smirked at her very Slytherin "What did you say?"

"Nothing." She denied smartly.

While talking, Felix had already sat down, he looked very nervous, and Fiona looked at everyone with trepidation.

"The next topic we're going to talk about is your future." Severus tilted his face slightly, staring at Felix with dark eyes. "I have a question for you. Do you like working among your Muggle relatives?" ?”

Pomona rolled her eyes, she didn't expect that the former Head of Slytherin House, which is pure blood supremacy, would ask this question.

"Working with relatives? No!" Felix frowned. "I don't want to do those jobs."

"I think you can keep in touch with your uncle and the others. They are very well-informed, which will be very helpful for your future work."

"Work? He's only 13 years old." Fiona said anxiously.

"The job I will give him will not be an illegal worker in an underground factory." Severus said coldly, "Similarly, because of the special nature of your job, you will not go to Hogwarts to receive full-time education, and you will therefore Are you sorry, Mr. Young?"

Felix froze for a moment, then looked at Pomona.

"You said I could go to school?"

Severus curled the corners of his mouth and showed an almost contemptuous smile "If you want to be a wizard (Wizard), then you can go to a magic school, but I'm talking to you about becoming a warlock (warlock), you know that a warlock is what?"

Felix looked at Severus in bewilderment.

"I know that duels are banned in the Muggle world, but in the wizarding world there are still wizard's duels, you should have heard of the duel between Harry Potter and the Dark Lord, Harry Potter Just a wizard."

Severus paused deliberately, as if observing Felix's reaction.

"Don't you admire Harry Potter?" Severus asked again.

"I heard he killed a basilisk." Felix blushed. "I was afraid of the basilisk at first, but then I knew it needed me to leave that place..."

"So you're not afraid of the basilisk?" Severus asked with a smile, leaning on the arm of the high-back chair.

"No, I'm scared." Felix grabbed the handrail tightly. "I mean... I just want to complete the task. I remember you said before entering that door that I want to lead the basilisk out."

"This is the difference between a warlock and a wizard. Those students in the school were so scared by the basilisk that they almost cried. Do you want to eat and study with them?"

"No!" Felix announced immediately.

"Shut up, Fiona," Pomona said, looking at Felix's mother. "We're not talking about getting a diploma and getting a good job."

"The British Ministry of Magic has been trying to persuade other countries to sign the "International Prohibition of Dueling Act". I remember that at the Christmas ball of the Triwizard Tournament, there was a red-haired kid negotiating with the Minister of Magic of Transylvania. On topic, do you think dueling is barbaric?" Severus asked.

"Being a warlock requires a duel?" Felix asked with bright eyes.

"Warlock originally meant someone who was good at fighting and all kinds of war magic, and it was also a title given to wizards who performed heroic feats." Severus said with a smile, "We can teach you how to fight."

"No!" Fiona said firmly, "I can't let my child get involved in a war."

"I'll give you two choices, listen to your mother, study hard, get a good report card in school, and then look for job advertisements in newspapers, take a job that can't starve and make a fortune, find A passable woman, marry her, have a few children, run around to support the family in the future, become a 'good man responsible for the family', or ... another life."

"Yes." Felix said, looking wildly into Severus' eyes.

"You haven't heard me tell you what that day was like," Severus said with a smile.

"I don't need you to describe." Felix smiled slyly like a wolf, "because I'm living that life."

Felix turned his gaze to Fiona.

"Think about it Mom, what would we be now if these two people hadn't found me?"

"We came to you because you attacked Diagon Alley, which happened to be Christmas." Severus said slowly, "I was in the North Sea, fighting against werewolves."

"Will you take me to the next war with werewolves?" Felix asked seriously.

"This is what we were talking about just now. Do you want to be a wizard or a warlock? Becoming a warlock means you will learn the magic of war. You will not be able to make magic candies for children and beauty potions for women in a peaceful commercial street." I’m working, and by the way, the income of these two occupations is very good, but you need a junior pharmacist’s certificate, and you still have to do research.”

"I hate exams!" Felix said angrily.

"Then what about the trial?"

"You mean the same as last time?" Felix asked.

"Such an occasion, even for me, is rare." Severus said hesitantly, "It's the first time I've been so close to death."

"I think I already know my choice." Felix said solemnly. "Please teach me how to become a warlock, sir."

"He's a Hufflepuff." Severus said, staring at Pomona. "You know Slytherins don't take Muggleborn wizards."

"What?" Pomona was watching a play, completely unaware that the topic would turn to herself.

"He can't go to Ravenclaw, let alone Gryffindor."

"So you became the Sorting Hat and sorted him into my academy!" Pomona said angrily.

"You also said in the maze that I could join Hufflepuff." Felix stared at Pomona arrogantly.

"Oh! Merlin's beard!" She was shaking with anger.

Who has seen such an arrogant little badger!

"I have to tell you that there have been incidents of basilisks attacking students in Hogwarts before. The heirs of Slytherin will specifically attack Muggle wizards like you. At the same time, there are still many pure-bloods in the wizarding world. If Let them know your origin, they will call you a mudblood, what will you do at this time?"

Felix pondered gravely.

"Will you punish me if I tell you what I really think?"

Severus took a moment to look at Felix.

"I'll break that man's teeth and let him swallow them with blood. I heard that potions can make bones grow back, can teeth grow too?"

Severus smiled.

"As long as you become difficult to mess with, no one will dare to bully you." Severus clapped his hands, and a sumptuous food appeared on the table at once. "Welcome to Snow Wolf, Mr. Young."

Pomona kept staring at Fiona, who was looking at Felix with unrecognizable eyes.

Sometimes, the son becomes so unrecognizable to the mother.

Pomona shook her head with infinite sympathy, and began to think about how to untie Fiona.

Because her son has already made a choice, he wants to be a real wolf, and after eating real bloody meat, he will not go back to eating dog food made of corn and starch.

"The task of teaching him is entrusted to you."

"No!" Pomona wailed with Felix.

"Why not?" Severus asked, staring at Pomona.

"I am peace-loving!"

"Newt Scamander is peaceful too." Severus began to eat with his fork. "He's a good warlock, too."

"You want him to be the second Scamander?" Pomona looked Felix up and down.

"She's a woman," said Felix in disgust. "She can't even fight."

"I don't think you should underestimate a witch." Severus said seriously, "otherwise you will pay the same price as Jason."