Chapter 310 Garden Pests

After Classroom 11 was turned into a divination classroom by Firenze, Dumbledore turned it into the Forbidden Forest. Even after his death, the arrangement in the classroom did not disappear like Lily's fish, as if he was still alive .

The centaur called the stars in the sky Destiny Stars. She sat on the thick grass and looked at the stars in the sky. Perhaps this place would be as impressive as the ceiling of the auditorium.

"Chirp chirp."

She was holding a cup of hot tea and staring at the sky in a daze when a group of black fairies suddenly flew past her.

Black goblins are native to northern Europe and like cold climates. They look like little fairies, but they are actually a kind of pest. It’s not fun to be bitten by them. How come there are such little monsters in Firenze’s classroom.

"Professor, are you there?" Neville's voice sounded from the door.

"What's the matter?" she said dryly.

"I ran into Hermione just now," said Neville awkwardly. "I thought I could try my luck here."

Pomona sneered, apparently none of them had any luck.

"We haven't had a good chat," Neville said, nodding emphatically, "since you came back."

"Are you going to ask me for an explanation?"

"My grandma said that you are living a secret life, which is very likely related to the Order of the Phoenix." Neville said calmly, "Is that how you and Professor Snape met?"

"Not many people even in the Order of the Phoenix know." She turned a passing dark elf into a cup, and poured Neville a cup of tea.

"Why?" Neville sat down on the grass next to her.

Because there are traitors in the Order of the Phoenix.

She kept this sentence in her heart. At that time, he was careful to pretend not to know him, but he was found out. Where did the unknown letter come from?

Because of the shielding spell, the owls couldn't come, and the newspapers were brought in by members themselves. That person didn't know Sirius or the situation of the Black family, but he knew the location of the Order of the Phoenix and was able to enter the old house peacefully.

Twenty-four years ago Walburga was alive, and it was impossible for someone to sneak into her house without anyone noticing. That is to say, the letter was released during the Second Wizarding War, and Lily also advanced Dumbledore and Grindelwald, but she joined the Order of the Phoenix to fight Voldemort.

"Lily." She took a sip of the bitter tea, not hiding her jealousy. "Everyone knows that he joined the Order of the Phoenix to save her."

"It sounds complicated." Neville looked at the stars in the sky. "Why don't you choose someone who is simpler?"

"Is the cabbage delicious?" She said angrily. She is hungry now and wants to go back to eat. "Cabbage is just layer after layer."

"Professor Snape is a cabbage to you?"

Pomona laughed.

"No, he's a carnivorous slug who destroys other people's gardens." After laughing, Pomona sighed and said, "What a beautiful cabbage, he ruined it all."

"So you're the cabbage?" Neville asked again.

Pomona kept her gaze on Neville's face.

"I think Professor Snape is a good man. He drove me and Luna to the Forbidden Forest for confinement to protect us because of our inappropriate remarks."

"Is this how your relationship with Luna started?"

"She can see thestrals just like me, and there are some things that I can't see. There are many creatures in this world that we can't see or haven't discovered yet. I think she is very interesting."

"That's why you confessed to her?"

"She seemed much calmer than us, which comforted me, and she helped me drive away the harassment."

Pomona only remembers the hat that Luna Lovegood wore on her head. Other students waved banners or wore rosettes and traditional team colors to show their support for the team. I made a hat in the shape of a lion's head, which was as big as a real lion's head. When worn on the head, it would make a very realistic lion's roar, which made the poor old professor's heart jump out of his head.

"You really like Severus?" Pomona looked at Neville in disbelief.

"I can't say whether I like it or hate it. He cares about you very much." Neville seemed to be caught in a certain memory. I like him very much..."

"Damn it!" Pomona couldn't help screaming, how stupid was her expression at that time, even the dull Neville could see it?

"Professor Slughorn asking us for herbs is like asking a house-elf. Professor Snape is much more polite, and Cedric mentioned to me that he saw Professor Snape come out of your room in the middle of the night and asked Do I know something..."

"Oh, my God!" the poor herbal medicine professor covered her face and wept. The image of a teacher she had built up over the years was completely ruined.

She became the fling someone talked about, and with that old bat with a sharp tongue and no social life.

"I don't think it's a big deal. You are not married, but Cedric doesn't like Professor Snape. Cedric thinks that Professor Snape is too cunning, and you are no match for him."

Cedric didn't say a single word wrong, is a Slytherin who isn't cunning still a Slytherin?

"How did you and Luna separate later?"

"I proposed it. She wants to travel, and I want to stay and take care of the plants. Every time I meet you in the greenhouse, you have been living in the office next to the greenhouse?"

"You don't have to be like me." Pomona patted Neville's arm, "You are the teacher, you can go home at night, I am the dean, and I have to stay in school to watch those children."

"Your youth was given to Hogwarts. Fortunately, you look very young, otherwise you would not be what you are now." Neville suddenly said, "Young girls are much more popular than middle-aged women. After the age, no one will Got it."

Although what Neville said was cruel, what he said was the truth. If she hadn't been a half-breed Veela who had remained fifteen or sixteen years old, Severus might have developed out of school long ago.

Except for the snotling, there is no decent opposite sex around the fruit tree goddess, which is another form of lonely men and widows.

"Do I have any other choice besides him?" She kept shaking her head. Is it the white wizard with a crooked nose who likes Grindelwald, or the professor of protection of magical animals with missing arms and legs? There are more women teaching than men, and they are young male teachers, and Hogwarts is a remote place, unless she is in a teacher-student relationship.

It just so happened that Severus was her student, and Fleur's arrival was like a bomb, which knocked her into a daze, and it was too late for her to wake up, and dating another man would be unfaithful to him, and she would Turned into a bad woman.

"Doesn't Lockhart count?" Neville said innocently and romantically.

"You're so funny." Pomona smiled and shook her head. She would rather spend her life with a cat than with that pompous liar.

"Oh!" Neville suddenly took out his wand and stood up, "Why are there Cornish elves here?"

"That's not an elf, it's a black elf. Don't use the Freezing Curse. They live in cold regions, so they're not afraid of that." Pomona said with emotion. She hated Lockhart, but she unconsciously noticed him. Like Neville's, it's all made of cherry wood. A Defense Against the Dark Arts professor couldn't even deal with the Cornish elves. In the end, Neville was hung on the chandelier. It was Hermione who used the Freezing Charm to make it go They stopped.

"Then what should I do?"

"It's the same as dealing with carnivorous slugs. Use potions. There is a black goblin repellant in Knockturn Alley."

"Are there no spells against them?"

"If all problems could be solved with spells, there would be no need for potions and herbalism." Pomona hated Neville's wand, and she preferred the sword of Gryffindor.

As long as it is combined with a suitable potion, even a cold weapon can achieve cool effects.

"Thank you, Neville, you've made me feel better." Pomona threw her arms around her little savior.

"If you're having a wedding, can I attend?" Neville asked.

Pomona froze, looking around the classroom, suddenly had a strange idea, she seemed to be able to hold a wedding here.

It has everything she likes here, except those black goblins.

"Of course." She agreed.

"How about today?" Lord Demon King's voice came from outside the classroom, "As long as Lucius comes over, everyone will be there."

"No!" Pomona immediately refused.

"Why not?" He flashed at the door of the classroom.

"too fast!"

"You promised to marry me." He said coldly.

She began to look for reasons for rejection.

"If you don't say yes, I'll tell Hermione Granger that the dragon's troubles are all your fault!" He smiled flatteringly and said, "Do you know what happens when you piss off Miss Know-it-All? I'm sorry, but I won't protect you then, who are you to me?"

Pomona turned her gaze to Neville.

"Longbottom!" the old basilisk suddenly shouted, "Go and tell Minerva to call Bill and Fleur to the school, saying that there is an urgent mission."

"Don't listen to him!" Pomona clutched her little savior.

"I'm sorry, Professor." Neville yanked his arm out and fled nimbly.

"I don't have a wedding dress!" she tried in a desperate struggle.

"That's what you're wearing."

"Damn it, Severus, that's ridiculous!" She clutched her head insanely.

"Where's the wedding venue?" he asked with a smirk. "How about right here?"

Yes, she loves the Forbidden Forest, including the moss-covered stakes, but the Snape she remembers is still the boy who put peppermint in her palm, and now she is going to marry him, this feeling It's so unreal.

In the end, she couldn't bear the stimulation and fainted, and she was caught by the Potions Professor when she was about to fall to the ground.

"Life can be fickle," she said, dazed. "Did you put a spell on me?"

"I wish I could say yes, but no." Severus smiled and said, "Mrs. Prince."