Chapter 2847

A fig tree was planted at Hogwarts because Zygmuntbach had written in the Potion Book that the juice from shrunken figs was to be taken.

This is mainly to deal with the nitpicking of potions masters, after all, neither imported nor processed fig fruit is "fresh".

Because it is not as rare as Yuxinmei, after harvesting every year, there are still leftover figs for the kitchen and those who participate in the harvest to eat.

"Thank you." Lily took the fig that Pomona handed her, and peeled the skin of the fig habitually.

"This one's only for juice," Pomona said.

Lily's "ahhhhhhh" is just one mouthful.

"I think it's good to have pulp." Lily nodded as she said, "You try it too, Gorgon."

Pomona took the "fruit" that Lily handed over, and found that it was delicious even with the pulp.

"Why didn't I find out sooner?" Pomona muttered, taking another bite of the fig.

"That's the way Muggles eat it, and you eat it the way wizards eat it." Lily said, then looked at Sif "Why don't you eat it?"

Severus, still in Slytherin robes, frowned old-fashionedly, seemingly lost in thought, not even realizing that Lily had eaten his share of figs.

"Oh, how could you do this." Pomona lowered her voice and condemned Lily.

Lily didn't care at all, "Let's pick some more."

Pomona took a look at the figs all over the tree, and felt that it wouldn't hurt to pick two more figs, so he left with Lily, leaving Severus thinking alone.

"Stupid," Lily said, looking at Sif.

"James Potter is dumb, too," said Pomona. "Quidditch dumb."

"Where's Sirius Black?" Lily asked.

Pomona thought. "He's a prankster."

Lily laughed.

Pomona laughed too.

Although recalling it now, the way the two of them looked at each other and smiled was silly.

Pomona took a sip of the canyon water, and his consciousness came from the Hogwarts greenhouse to the Leaky Cauldron, where the retired Slughorn often appeared and talked loudly.

"That's how she crushed Sleepy Beans," Slughorn said, gesturing to people around him. "I said to her, 'Merlin's beard, who taught you to do that', and Lily said, 'It's mine. A friend', I think that's her humble way of saying it, she's always humble, and despite her high talent for potions, she was the only student who finished the Water of the Dead that day."

"To Lily." An old wizard said, raising the glass in his hand.

"And Harry Potter," said another witch.

Then a group of people drank the wine from the glass again.

Slughorn drank another glass of wine for nothing, although with the pension Hogwarts gave him, he would have had enough to eat and drink.

But if he continued to study potions, he might not be able to turn around. After all, he couldn't get any materials he wanted like in school.

"Why don't you sell cocktails, Tom," Pomona said to the owner and bartender of the Leaky Cauldron.

Tom wiped the bar coolly, not chatting with customers like the other bartenders.

Pomona dismissed it and continued drinking her canyon water.

When she put down the glass, she couldn't help but sigh.

Before coming to the Leaky Cauldron, they went to Godric's Hollow. It has been more than half a year since the unveiling of the statue, and no one came to mourn the Potter family. When Severus stood beside the sculpture, There is a retired Auror.

He recognized Snape, but he wasn't hostile to Snape like some people were.

"Young man," he called Snape, as if he were not a heinous criminal but a misguided junior.

"You are really lucky to live until peace comes." The old Auror said, "Treasure it."

But Snape didn't like the tone of the old Auror, and instead of staying by the sculpture for a long time, he turned and went to the cemetery.

Pomona felt that he might want to be alone with Lily for a while, so he didn't follow.

She chatted with the old Auror about the sculptor's Lily, which was nothing like the Lily Pomona knew.

"Many people have different impressions from him." The old Auror said, "I thought Sirius Black was a different kind of Black family, but Connery Fudge saw him laughing wildly in the ruins of Potter's house that day."

Pomona couldn't believe what he heard, but the old Auror said he heard it with his own ears. At that time, Fudge was the deputy director of the Department of Disasters of the Ministry of Magic. He stood as a witness at the Wizengamot and Ministry of Magic. Long in front of Barty Crouch.

Pomona took another sip of the canyon water. She didn't know whether to believe Sirius Black's character or the witness's testimony. After all, Fudge and Sirius had no grievances, so why would he lie?

"Do you want another drink?"

Pomona looked up to see that it wasn't Tom who asked the question.

"Are you out of your shopping?" Pomona asked.

Severus smiled at her, and the two of them walked to the fireplace in the Leaky Cauldron, returning to Hogsmeade by the communal fire.

Marquez wrote such a passage in "One Hundred Years of Solitude": The brilliance once had in life, it turns out that it needs to be repaid by loneliness after all.

She didn't see Severus standing in front of Lily's grave, but she could imagine it, probably like the Five of Cups, a man in a black cloak standing by the river mourning the people on the other side of the river, this card represents Powerless to lose.

It feels depressing, like Snape in all black now...

"What are you laughing at?" Pomona frowned.

"You'll find out soon enough," he said mysteriously, walking towards the castle.

For a moment Pomona was suspicious of him, but it wasn't until he got to the castle that something serious happened.

Bill reported that the principal and Minerva, Barnaby, Ben and Professor Carter were gone, and he suspected that Professor Carter had held Barnaby and Ben hostage.

"Ben Cooper and I were in the dormitory during this time, and Professor Carter kept asking him about the treasure map." Bill said to everyone, "It is speculated that there may be a goblin treasure buried in that place."

Pomona would have forgotten about the map if Bill hadn't mentioned it.

"Do any of you know where that place is?" Pomona asked the crowd.

Both Bill and Charlie shook their heads.

Pomona looked at Severus "You know what?"

Severus looked at Minerva and Dumbledore, their eyes seemed to communicate silently.

Sometimes it's like this, everything is planned and everything is planned, but they forget to forget the most important thing.

"Leeds has always had that map, and I'm going to find her," Pomona said.

"I'll go with you," Severus said.

Fortunately, Liz didn't go far. She was packing her luggage in the dormitory, preparing to go home after Hogwarts was coming soon.

Because of the expanded satchel, she basically took away all the things she had lived in school in the past six years, leaving only some necessities in the dormitory.

Pomona was sad to see her empty bed, and soon after, Liz rummaged through the pile of items to find the map.

After such a delay, another half an hour passed, and she didn't realize until she arrived at the entrance of the auditorium that she didn't bring her broomstick.

"Don't go back and get it," Severus said impatiently, and he could see that he was genuinely annoyed.

He used the Death Eater fly spell, turned into a cloud of black smoke and enveloped her, then soared into the sky.

Fortunately it was at night.

She was a little grateful to think about it.

At the same time hope everything is still in time.