Chapter 2829
Some people may have had such a dream, dreaming that they were flying in the sky, but they were quickly controlled by the feeling of falling, and then woke up, realizing that they had just had a dream.
The wizard will encounter another situation, he becomes an owl or other animals, and can fly as long as he wants.
Barnaby has no dreams, but Ben Cooper has a dream. He wants to be a maintenance worker in the Ministry of Magic.
This dream may be laughed at by some, but to Ben's family, even if the Ministry of Magic is below Whitehall, it is Whitehall. His dad must have felt proud and told the neighbors that his son actually went to school.
Many people in the seventh grade are not in school, some are busy with internships, and some are busy looking for jobs. Herbert Spring entered St. Mungo's Hospital and did an internship in the Department of Strange Bacteria. He rarely returned to school. Everyone are far away from him.
Even though dragon pox has found a cure, people still die from it. Lucius Malfoy's father and the old Potters both died from a dragon pox outbreak.
While he was angry, he handed in the papers requested by the professors. After all, he was still a student and had to spend enough time in school.
Life is returning to normal at a slow pace, and the war and its wounds seem to have been erased. But like an animal carcass buried in the snow, it can be found by digging the snow on the surface.
Chavez still turned a blind eye to Barnaby, and Pomona talked to him, and although Barnaby's parents were not the murderers of his mother and grandmother, he didn't want to forgive, because Barnaby's parents used the unforgivable The Unforgivable Curse.
But Chavez was fine with everyone else, he just hated Death Eaters and their kids.
"I saw Stewart accept a ruby necklace from Lee that she wore to the Celestial Ball."
"What did she give him for Christmas? Just a scarf."
All kinds of rumors began to spread in the school, and December ended in a stormy change, and the new year was about to begin.
Every year on the last day of December, Death Eaters prepare gifts to celebrate the Dark Lord's birthday.
But the last day of the year was celebrated with the unveiling of a statue in Godric's Hollow. Lily, James and a baby Harry Potter replaced the sculpture in the center of the town, but because of the hiding spell, the Muggles They still see the original one.
Lily was carved by the sculptor into the Virgin Mary, kind and gentle, and she was completely different from the Lily remembered by Pomona.
Maybe Severus also remembered the girl with red hair and green eyes, she had never been as popular as Petunia, and Petunia felt very proud of it, until Lily learned the spell, and Petunia didn't even play with Barbie dolls anymore.
The news in the newspaper made Pomona jealous, and she felt like any other girl who was jealous of Lily.
She took a moment to sort out her emotions, and then resumed her day-to-day life.
One advantage of the Mirror of Erised is that it makes people "go forward", just like the Snitch in the eyes of a Seeker. Still trying to reach out and try to grab it.
The Seeker felt that he and the Snitch were stationary, but in the eyes of others, he flew so fast that he left the "past" behind him long ago.
Charlie got a broomstick from Barnaby. Although it was just a common light wheel, not the latest model, Charlie could at least have more time to practice Seeker's flying movements. The school's public broom could only Cope with the simplest flight training.
There is something like an earring on Bill's ear, which is actually a leaf of a four-leaf clover, which looks like a small fan. This is also Barnaby's Christmas gift, as long as the "four-leaf clover" is planted in the Somewhere, wherever Bill was, a pinch of that earring's pendant would send him right back.
In other words, it was a Portkey, but before the Ministry of Magic came to make trouble, Bill might have to face his dean first. But since Ravenclaw has Barnaby with 3 rings, why can't there be Bill with earrings? It was only under Feliway's persuasion that Minerva turned a blind eye to Bill's outlandish outfit, just as Pomona never forced Tonks to change her pink hair into brown.
Under the influence of Peeves, Tonks was not interested in Hogsmeade, and instead began to explore the secret passages in the school.
Now they can be sure that the legend of the monster in the castle is true, only it seems to be sleeping like hibernation until the heir of Slytherin awakens it.
It wasn't safe for small children, but there was nothing they could do about it, since the entrance to the Slytherin secret was nowhere to be found.
Maybe this is what Carter was looking for, the secret room and the treasure hidden in it, after all, a locket that is said to be Slytherin is priceless.
"Come in," said Dumbledore.
Pomona pushed open the door of the Headmaster's office, and Headmaster Dumbledore was standing next to the Pensieve.
"You're looking for me, Headmaster," said Pomona.
"Do you remember how to use Occlumency?" Dumbledore said amiably.
"Shouldn't you say something polite first?" Pomona said lightly.
"I think you are more interested in the memory of the goblin that Severus found than in my travels." Dumbledore said, "You don't have to worry tonight, because you are with me."
She walked into the Pensieve, wanting to get the wand very much, but she knew very well that what she was about to face next was not something the wand could handle.
"Ready?" said Dumbledore.
"Okay," Pomona replied.
"Let's begin then," said Dumbledore.
Pomona dipped her face in the Pensieve.
She wasn't in Gringotts, but came to a luxuriously decorated manor, with sunlight shining on the wooden floor through the large French windows.
She first saw a pair of black men's leather shoes with shiny varnish, 18th century style, and white stockings up to the knees. The man sitting on the baroque sofa was bored with his feet up and his legs shaking, looking at some Playing around.
He wore khaki trousers and a blue silk jacket with the lace of his shirt turned out.
After seeing the beauty of the mystic, Pomona was somewhat resistant to handsome men, but "Blackstone" was not that type of devil.
He has iguana-like eyes, golden pupils, and red irises. Even if the smile on his face at this moment is not as exaggerated and ferocious as the one on the doll's face, it will not make people feel happy.
"I'm not good at using lethal weapons," Blackstone said, his voice screeching like metal. "But I'm good at other things. I can fight in other ways."
"Would you give your life?" said a goblin in armor.
"Oh, what have I done to have to suffer this horror," said Blackstone, clutching his chest exaggeratedly.
"Then what can you do?" said another goblin, also in armor, but with a red cloak over it.
"I can help you penetrate into the heart of your enemy," said Blackstone.
"You mean like a spy?" said the old goblin.
"I will never do such a thing that goes straight to the tiger's mouth," Blackstone continued.
The goblin smiled contemptuously, "You said so many reasons, this is not good, that is not good."
"But I can do this," said Blackstone, and there was a rumbling sound all around, and the whole house spun.
"Come on, find a way out." Blackstone laughed shrilly and angrily. "Let's have fun!"
Pomona looked at the endless corridor before him, which looked like something out of a nightmare.
"Time to go," said Dumbledore, putting his hand on Pomona's shoulder.
She felt herself floating, and then felt that feeling of her feet landing on the ground.
She went back to the principal's office.
There was another knock on the door.
"Come in," said Dumbledore.
The door opened again, and Severus walked in.
"She just looked at that memory." Dumbledore said to Severus, "just in time to talk with you."
"What the hell is that?" Severus said in disgust.
"It's a kind of defensive magic, although it's not like Hogwarts." Dumbledore poured a small glass of wine and handed it to Pomona, "I believe the dungeon under Irondale Castle is his masterpiece. "
"I agree, that's certainly not elf-like," Severus said.
"And there should be a dungeon in the castle, probably in Northford Marshes." Dumbledore also poured a glass of wine for Severus.
"What kind of wine is this?" Severus didn't answer.
"The fruit brandy I bought when I was traveling, this bottle is plum-flavored." Dumbledore said.
"One more," Pomona said with a smile.
Dumbledore really fell for her.
"Would you like some?" Dumbledore asked Severus.
He observed Pomona for a long time, and he took the drink Dumbledore poured him when he felt that there was no problem.
He laughed out loud after taking a sip, and then his expression was serious and menacing.
Dumbledore poured himself a glass too, and the old fool and Pomona were laughing together, almost holding hands and dancing.
"Do you need me to give you some hangover medicine?" Snape said puzzledly.
"This is the wine of the wizarding world, take it easy, young man." Dumbledore said, shaking his head, looking really crazy.
After a while, the "drug effect" passed, and Pomona calmed down, still trembling all over.
"The last corridor you saw should be the liminal space." Dumbledore also returned to "normal" at this time, and summoned two mirrors to make them face each other. Abandoned or empty, through here, you will arrive at a chaotic and lost space, fragmented and weird."
"Well, he's trying to scare us, so what?" Pomona asked.
"What are you trying to say, Severus?" Dumbledore asked.
"Nothing," Severus said with a smile, "just remembered something small."
Dumbledore didn't ask any more questions and continued to "lecture".
Pomona wanted to have two desks so she could take notes even if she couldn't sit and listen.
If waking brings forgetting, then waking is good, as sleep brings, as long as you can stop thinking about it for a while.
Don't think about it for now, when the snow covers the blood on the ground, the world returns to pure white, and the "wound" will disappear.
