Chapter 2969 The secret without a trace (1)
To keep the school safe, the stone of unknown origin was moved to a greenhouse outside the castle.
Pomona once made ice flowers, that is, freezing flowers in water to make their beauty last longer. But the low temperature generated by the stones not only turned the vibrant flowers in the greenhouse into "ice flowers", but also lost their vitality, which was very frustrating to watch.
"The truth is revealed." Minerva raised her wand and pointed it at the stone, but there was no response.
"It looked like a rock," Pomona said.
"Obviously," Severus said, sounding sarcastic.
"It doesn't look like it's cast," Minerva said. "It looks like it's cast."
"When is Dumbledore coming back?" Severus asked.
"I can't control the principal's whereabouts," Minerva said.
Although Pomona wanted to know what was going on, they couldn't know more before the others returned, so they left the greenhouse.
Then the next day, when Pomona went to check the greenhouse again, it was found that it had returned to normal temperature, and the stone no longer emitted a terrible cold, and even the frozen door in the castle was lifted. frozen. It seemed to be just a small accident, like the Bludgers sometimes go crazy.
On the third day, Felix came back, and Severus chatted with him about the stone. They went to check it together, and found nothing unusual, only the black magic aura remaining on the stone proved that there was indeed something ominous. Things happen.
In order to avoid incidents similar to the curse of portrait painting from happening again, patrols are carried out as usual even during holidays, and the students staying at school are also required to return to the dormitory before nine o'clock.
In Dumbledore's absence, there were immediate problems at school. The Muggle Chernobyl accident has caused a lot of panic in the wizarding world, as if Grindelwald's prophecy is about to come true. As the current president of the International Federation of Wizards who once defeated Grindelwald, Albus needs to Soothe some people's emotions.
When most people were children, they were always afraid of dark places. For example, there was always a monster hidden in the closet, and parents needed to check for themselves before going to bed.
But Harry Potter lived in the closet, and he didn't look at Petunia with fear.
If a baby elephant is chained when he is young, even when he grows up, he will feel that the chain that can be torn when he lifts his legs cannot break free. This may be his special feature.
Snakes hibernate in winter, but when patrolling in the dark, Pomona always hears the faint rustling echoing in the castle. The voice seemed to tell her that the matter was not over yet.
She sighed deeply, and in the fluorescent light, she could see it forming a white mist.
The temperature in the castle was unnaturally cold, even though it was still winter.
In this mist, she seemed to see a black figure wobbling and staring at her, but when she wanted to observe carefully, it disappeared again.
She looked at the quiet and empty corridor after late at night, and didn't plan to stay any longer. She still preferred a warm bed and a burning fireplace.
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In Muggle horror stories, all kinds of weird things always happen in places like orphanages.
Georgiana looked back at the fish tank again. Even if the snake takes a long time to digest after eating, the ornamental fish are still not enough for it to stuff between its teeth. What's more, the water in the fish tank has obviously just been changed, and in the mouth of the donor , the castle has been abandoned for a long time.
She felt that there should be an intruder, although she didn't understand why that person had placed the "shelter" in this place.
Then she turned her eyes to the furnishings in the basement. These old furniture reminded her of the Room of Requirement, but those things that carried many memories had been burned to ashes with the Fiendfire.
At the end of the Battle of Hogwarts, with Voldemort reduced to ashes in full view, the war was over for most. When she ended her seclusion no matter actively or passively and returned to the wizarding world, she learned that whenever Harry mentioned the pain of the lightning scar on his forehead, many people seemed very impatient, thinking that he did it on purpose to attract people. Eye-catching, there are even rumors that the scar on his forehead has disappeared.
She doesn't even believe what Harry Potter said. If she proves that Harry is not the seventh Horcrux and that Voldemort has another Horcrux, will others believe her?
People actually believe what they want to believe, and admitting that Voldemort has returned is an unbearable change for Fudge. The rules he was good at couldn't be played at the poker table represented by Voldemort. He would rather believe that Dumbledore instructed Harry to lie for the sake of treason.
The Boy King once asked: Will "Happy" wear the clothes worn by "Sorrow"?
Albus, who took a photo with Grindelwald, looked so happy and gentle, not as crazy as he was when he was old. At that time, he was still wearing normal clothes, and the clothes he wore to the Wood Orphanage were quite "remarkable".
It is dangerous to renounce happiness, and though he has not renounced all happiness, he has renounced the greatest.
The pursuit of pleasure is also dangerous. Death Eaters use the Unforgivable Curse without feeling guilty, no matter how much pain the victim has experienced, and can even find joy in imagining the pain of others.
But even they, in the face of the dementors, are as sucked out of happy memories as ordinary people, even if the things that make them happy have nothing to do with the things that make ordinary people happy.
"Think something happy."
She seemed to hear someone say it in her ear, and then she began to search for happy memories in her mind like using a god-breathing guard.
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Not long after Pomona returned to her office, she had visitors, and it was Ruth who knocked on her door.
"What can you do, Professor?" Pomona asked.
"I recently found out that you are patrolling at night," Ruth said.
"Oh, are you going to join?" Pomona asked.
"That's no problem." Ruth said a little awkwardly, "but I think I have other information to tell you."
"What is it?" Pomona looked at him seriously.
"A dementor, or something like that."
In the middle of Ruth's speech, her office door opened again, and Severus entered.
"What are you talking about?" Severus looked at the two quickly.
"I remember you weren't on patrol today," Pomona said.
"Regarding the atmosphere in the school in the past two days, I think it has something to do with the dementors." Ruth said, "Which of you has been to Azkaban?"
"No." Pomona and Severus said in unison.
"Well, I've been there, and the atmosphere there is very similar to the atmosphere in the school now, with desperation and coldness seeping into the cracks in the walls," Ruth said.
"But there are no dementors in the school, and Hogwarts' defensive magic can resist them." Pomona said.
"I'm not saying that there are dementors in the school. There is a legend that dementors will suck away the 'aura' of wizards and make them lose their magic power. Do you know that?" Ruth said.
"Yes." Pomona and Severus said in unison.
"They can't do it, but they do affect the use of Evoker, which is the most effective way to deal with dementors known to date," Ruth said.
"But there are no dementors at school," Pomona said.
"And you?" Russ looked at Severus, "You don't think there's one in school too?"
Severus said nothing.
"If we're going to figure out what's going on here, we'd better be honest," Ruth said gravely. In the face of such a risk, I suggest canceling the Quidditch match."
"If you did that, you'd be the most hated teacher in school," Pomona said.
"I know I won't stay here for long... No one can stay in the Defense Against the Dark Arts professorship at Hogwarts for a full year, right?" Ruth said with a smirk. I've heard of it."
Both Pomona and Severus couldn't laugh, but Russ found it funny and laughed even louder.
