Chapter 2998 The ghost in the distance (3)
"Meow!!!!"
Pomona heard a cat meow and looked down to see Mrs. Loris running after a mouse.
That mouse looked fatter and smoother than ordinary mice, like Patsy's "pet" Scabbers. Chased by Mrs. Loris, it ran into the depths of the fog in a panic.
Pomona wished so much for the Marauder's Map to be there, but it disappeared after one appearance at Patricia's.
In many people's memory, the mouse in the famous cartoon is wearing overalls, but in fact it has nothing on its upper body, and shorts on its lower body without any overalls.
Human memory can sometimes go wrong collectively, and there was even a collective amnesia at the Quidditch World Cup where no one remembered the game, even though the tickets had already been sold.
While running, she heard a woman's cry, which was really scary at this time. But luckily the weeping man was on her way, and it turned out to be Sybil wandering around with a wine bottle.
No one in the school listened to Sybil's prophecies, who made her keep predicting the deaths of students in order to enhance the seriousness of the prophecies.
But in the Department of Mysteries, Sybil's prophecy was made into a prophecy ball and placed in countless glass balls. When Pomona visited, the staff also told her that these prophecy balls were protected and had nothing to do with the prophecy. Man cannot touch it.
There are clouds and mist floating in the prophecy ball, looking at it reminds me of the fog in front of me, but it is not the same...
"Sybil!" Pomona yelled.
Trelawney was taken aback, and subconsciously hid the wine bottle in his hand behind his back.
"What are you doing here?" Trelawney asked Pomona first.
"I'm on patrol." Pomona ignored Trelawney's mouthful of alcohol and said, "It's late, you should go back."
"I'm on patrol too." Trelawney said confidently, "Is there a rule that subject teachers can't patrol?"
Pomona pouted.
In fact, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was on patrol every day, and she didn't want to get into a meaningless quarrel.
"Then come with me," Pomona said.
"Where are we going?" Trelawney said.
"I don't know," Pomona said.
"So you don't have a clear purpose?" Trelawney asked.
Pomona stopped.
"Where do you want to go?" Pomona asked.
Trelawney made a distinction, the familiar corridors of the day seem strange because of the mist.
"This direction." Trelawney said, pointing in one direction.
"Okay, let's go there," Pomona said.
"You don't want to split up?" Trelawney asked.
"You're a 'prophet,' aren't you?" Pomona stared at Trelawney's dragonfly-like glasses.
She looked embarrassed, like she didn't expect anyone to do what she said.
According to legend, the earliest Apollon priestess, Sibyl, issued an oracle in the Temple of Delphi. Later, the word Sibyl was used to refer to female prophets, and the prophets in Bible stories were mainly male.
Sometimes, in order to increase the credibility of what they say, mortals will use the name of the oracle to let people improve the authenticity of their words. After all, no one will believe that someone dares to lie to the oracle. Although Oedipus committed the crime of killing his father and marrying his mother, he chose to leave the kingdom of his adoptive parents because he heard the content of the oracle and in order to avoid the fulfillment of the oracle.
Even another "prophet" Grindelwald made an "interpretation" based on "facts". Wizards must prevent Muggles from destroying the world before declaring war on them.
The gods of ancient Greece were gods of territories, either their cities or their temples, and Troy was also dedicated to the goddess Athena. Pastoral power is over the flock, or more precisely, over the moving flock, moving from one place to another.
"Exodus" once wrote: You faithfully lead this group of people you redeemed, and you use your strength to lead them to the holy pasture.
Shepherds must also be divided into good and bad. Bad shepherds squander and scatter the flock, cannot ensure that the flock is fed, and cannot guide the flock to "their land".
Neither Grindelwald nor the mysterious man did what they promised to allow wizards to regain their "freedom". On the contrary, because of the war, the already sparse population became even smaller.
Although the mysterious man can ignore Sybil's prophecy, but when he is at a loss and doesn't know what to do next, the prophecy is also a good reference.
The strange thing is that Pomona doesn't believe in fate, but she does in Sybil. There are two systems in the human brain, one is fast, as easy as raising a hand, and the other is slow, which requires rational reasoning and thinking. Now she doesn't have time to think so much, and she seems to have no other choice but to trust her intuition.
At this time, she looked back at the ice crystal pillars behind her eyes, they seemed to be her "thread balls".
"Come on, Sybil." Pomona pushed Trelawney. "Lead the way like a 'prophet.'"
Then she stopped marking and moved on through the fog.
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"What 'hacker' needs a gun?" Severus looked at the movie poster, and continued to tease, "Or are they agents who catch hackers?"
"I think 'Agent' is the villain in this movie," Pomona said uncertainly. "The posters are all good guys."
"Really, do you really think so?" He smiled weirdly.
"What are you going to say again?" Pomona asked.
"Don't you think there are two camps? The bald and the non-bald."
Pomona looked at the poster in amazement.
The two on the left are both bald, and the hero and what looks to be the heroine on the right have thick hair.
"Do hackers have anything to do with baldness?" Severus asked.
"No, the movie is called martix!" Pomona said.
"Let me see if there are any other movies in the cinema," Severus said.
"No, I'm going to watch this!" Pomona insisted.
He gritted his teeth for a long time, and then said, "I can watch a movie with you, but not this one."
"I don't want to see any other movies, but this one," Pomona said.
As if he felt unable to communicate with her, he turned and left the restaurant.
After he was gone, Pomona looked down at the poster.
In addition to those shots and the handsome actor, there is a line in the trailer that attracted her.
Have you ever had such a dream that made you believe that the dream is reality, and how do you distinguish the dream world from the real world.
The world of the matrix is the world in front of your eyes, which blocks the truth behind. There is also a mirror in the movie, which is different from the Mirror of Erised. It is "soft" and looks a bit like a membrane. It will be elastic when touched lightly, but it is not a membrane, because the actor can dip some mercury-like substances into it. in hand.
So she doesn't think this movie is that kind of popcorn movie, let alone because of this movie, she doesn't even watch Pride and Prejudice.
"Anyway, this movie will be released for a while." Pomona muttered, using Restoration to change the crumpled poster back to its original state.
"Let's see which of us surrenders first." Pomona muttered to herself, and stuck the poster on the wall.
Of course not with the Permanent Paste Charm, but if the old bat were to tear it up, it would duplicate infinitely, like Harry's acceptance letter, all over the place like snowflakes.
Then she hummed and went about doing other chores, maybe baking some cookies.
