Chapter 2874 The Unforgivable Secret (11)

The gravitational tidal effect is the most direct physical manifestation of the curvature of space-time. However, the tidal effect in the solar system is relatively weak. The most obvious tidal phenomenon is the rising and falling tides that occur after the earth bears the tidal force of the moon.

In addition, the Earth's tidal forces also have an impact on the crust, atmosphere and magnetic field. If the mass of the moon is larger, as big as Jupiter, then the earth is likely to be torn apart because it cannot withstand the tidal force. But because the mass of the moon is too small to allow the earth to reach the level of "tidal locking", the tidal force of the moon is not enough to make the rocks inside the earth move and rub. Variety.

When Pomona saw the Himalayas for the first time, just remembering that it was once under the sea made me feel how small I was in front of this vast force.

Although many people say that the third of the three brothers represents humility, asks death for the cloak of invisibility, and lives to die, Pomona thinks that is hiding.

How does a "humble" person get along with a "proud" person?

This was a problem for her, even though Severus had said she wasn't really being humble, but being patient.

Ripe wheat is always bowed, and those black flowers that bloom beside Barber's tuber fields are also headed downwards, looking like upside-down bells.

For a moment, she seemed to have returned to the night where the fragrance was floating, surrounded by moon idiots. Although they were cute, it also meant that the night of the full moon was coming, and there would be werewolves.

But when the black robe rolled up invisible air waves, making those bell-like flowers tremble and emit a stronger fragrance, she felt surrounded by darkness.

Under the robe are tight muscles, he is no longer the thin boy he used to be.

She was no longer afraid of death, nor of werewolves, and she even wanted to feel what the muscle lines under the robe looked like, whether it was the same as Michelangelo's David.

In fact, in Isidora's era, she was not uncommon. The Church of Our Lady of the Flowers in Florence was also topped by non-professional trained architects. A true genius does not necessarily have to learn from a famous teacher, but can also be self-taught. fields.

It is possible that she is correct, but she took it out before her views and practices have been verified and matured. What is even more extreme is that she did it without the permission of others and took away the pain of others.

After being blown unconscious in that strange place, Principal Fitzgerald was still alive, but became very weak, and died within a few years, and she was quite young when she died.

Isidora is still very young, I don’t know if she has ever been in love, pain is sometimes more unforgettable than sweetness...

"Pomona!"

She stopped.

"Are you listening?" Severus looked at her seriously.

"Of course." She replied immediately.

"Where did I go?"

Pomona recalled it for two seconds, and then she saw the bronze frog statue next to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom on the third floor.

"I always thought it was a decoration," Pomona said, looking at the frog.

"You didn't listen to me, did you?" Severus didn't buy it at all, and continued to press the question.

Her eyes drifted to the secret room where Ben Cooper and Barnaby used to stay. Is there anyone there now?

"If you are still studying, I will definitely deduct your points." He said in a gloomy tone.

"Why?"

"Not paying attention! What's going on in your head?" He frowned and said.

Pomona smoothed out the creases on his brow with a hand.

"You are only in your twenties, don't act like an old man." She said eloquently, "Who said just now that you are in your twenties and don't want to be a father?"

"Who, like James Potter, gave birth to a child at a young age." He said with a look of disgust.

Pomona could almost imagine how impatient James was.

Lily was also very lucky. Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy were married so many years earlier than them, and Draco Malfoy was actually in the same class as Harry.

"Want to try again?" Severus said.

"What?"

He motioned her to look at the frog.

"Remember to take a step forward after you go out, or I will bump into you again."

"That's because I have Albus standing in front of me," she said huffily, reaching out to touch the frog.

After about two or three seconds, it opened its mouth and swallowed her in, then spit it out again, and then she appeared in the alchemy laboratory.

She hurriedly moved two steps to the side as he said just now, and he appeared in the next second, but his expression was very serious, his cloak was unfolded, and he looked menacing.

"We're a team, right?" he demanded.

"Yes." she replied.

"Are we still keeping secrets from each other?" he asked.

She was annoyed, as if he wanted to ask about the stone again.

"That's right," Pomona said. "Everyone has their secrets. Will you tell me all yours?"

He took two steps forward.

"You can keep it a secret, but don't lie to me," he said threateningly.

Then he took her by the hand and came to the alchemy classroom. As he used the Freezing Fire Charm to freeze the fire in the fireplace, the entire fireplace wall was turned over, revealing a platform on which people could stand.

He stood up and pulled Pomona up again. Behind the fireplace was a small, windowless room with an alcove containing a bust of Fitzgerald.

He lit a candle in the alcove.

"The necklace I found here." He turned to her and said, "Look around and see if there's anything else."

"Didn't you look for it?" Pomona asked.

"Maybe you can spot something I haven't noticed," Severus said.

She had no objection, and searched for it in the empty secret room.

In the quiet room, only the sound of the two breathing could be heard, probably because the air was not circulating, and she felt dizzy.

Subconsciously, she looked back at the candle in the alcove. If it lacked oxygen, it would surely go out. What if they couldn't get out before the oxygen ran out?

Although the two candles are placed symmetrically, they are not exactly the same as the reflections in the mirror. Not only are the lengths different, but even the "tear marks" are different.

"Where did you find the necklace?" Pomona asked.

"It's on her head," Severus said.

"She's beautiful," said Pomona. "Do you think she has a lover?"

"You look like a couple," Severus said harshly.

Pomona shook his head.

"If I were Neofer, I wouldn't talk to Isidora about lovers."

He didn't speak for a long time.

"It doesn't say in the documents left that she has a lover," Severus said.

"He caused her pain, but she didn't want to forget him. Isidora rashly took away the pain and the sweet memories related to it, and I didn't feel happy." Pomona said, "Then She gave the memory extracted from the brain."

Pomona said, touching the necklace on Fitzgerald's chest with his hand.

"Where are the memories here?" Pomona said to herself.

Then she heard a woman's sigh.

The "dust" on the wall floated up, forming a sketch in mid-air showing Fitzgerald's face.

"You found me, but it was only a shadow of me in the past," said Fitzgerald's sketch.

This voice was the same as the colorful Fitzgerald voice that Pomona saw in the principal's office, but the tone was much colder, as if he had lost the enthusiasm of life.

"Light and shadow are inseparable existence, and sometimes dispelling darkness is not the most correct choice." Fitzgerald said.

"I agree," Pomona said. "It's because of the 'shadows' that it has a three-dimensional effect."

"It's important to keep this in mind when going into my memory," Fitzgerald said. "Seeing is not necessarily believing, but just like in the real world, death is everywhere, and your life is in your own hands. "

Pomona grabbed Severus' hand subconsciously, but there was nothing.

The moment she turned her head, the small secret room turned into a medieval village with stone houses covered with straw roofs and black smoke rising into the sky everywhere.

The ashes produced by the burning straw constitute the sketch, and there are many corpses lying on the ground, which makes the visual impact much smaller.

As Pomona continued walking, he saw a group of men in black cloaks who raised their wands and cast a spell on two fleeing Muggles, whose upper torsos were blown apart.

She could hardly breathe, and subconsciously hid where the other party could not see.

"Stop!" she heard a man yell. "We're going to pretend like this place has experienced the plague. Don't do that next time!"

Pomona looked around again, and found that the people in the black cloak were actually Dr. Beak, the difference was that they were holding wands in their hands.

'I'm leaving here. '

She thought to herself, if this is the same as the real world, and death is everywhere, then she'd better not be found.

It's a pity that she didn't bring an invisibility cloak, and then she used the illusion spell to make herself invisible and walked in this village.