Chapter 318 Silver Shield

Most families have such a utility room, which is filled with all kinds of things, children's old toys, textbooks, camping supplies that are not used temporarily, magic schools have broomsticks, and travel books left behind by students after graduation. Boxes, birdcages, these things seem to be usable, but it’s a pity to throw them away, and keeping them will make the house look messy, so I throw them into the utility room and forget their existence after a long time. Only remember it when you need it.

But in the face of mountains of sundries, even the people who put things in it don’t know where to start searching. The Room of Response will receive this thought signal, prepare those urgently needed things, and open the door. I can see it.

Deciding whether or not to have an item required a snap, and she had been hesitant to let Severus into her life again.

Since he can live a healthy life to the age of 34 relying on the good memory of his first love, he can continue to live like this for the rest of his life.

She is not his nanny, nor his mother, she does not need to take care of his life. Dumbledore hoped that she could be with Sirius more. If she was really a woman of the Lestrange family, then they could pass Gringotts' identity authentication peacefully and enter Lestrange's family vault. Destroy the Hufflepuff Gold Cup.

Everyone will be fine, if he doesn't go crazy in the Triwizard Tournament, he doesn't have to be thrown into Azkaban, and Cedric doesn't have to die. It's him who touched things he shouldn't. His aggressiveness indirectly killed Sirius. He, in order to claim credit in front of the Dark Lord, told Voldemort about Sybil's prophecy, which indirectly killed Lily and James.

Not only did he screw up his own life, he screwed up Harry's too, Dumbledore thought he was a cripple, now she thinks he's a rat, he stole what was Sirius's life and became the Black's Master, no wonder he lives with Wormtail.

She felt disgusted, for the self who made a series of wrong choices, and the self who indulged in desire, she set a wrong example, no wonder she dreamed of a place full of flames.

The devil's net is a kind of magic plant that can camouflage very well. Anyone who gets close to it will be entangled to death by its tendrils, but it still has a weakness, that is, it can be burned with fire. Ordinary flames are ineffective against wizards. Muggles burn to death with a stake. The vast majority of wizards are not wizards.

She is using thorn tree roots now, they are very good at lurking, as long as they feel a slight vibration in the ground, they will pounce on them like a wolf, and the more they move, the tighter their grip will be.

And unlike the devil's net, it also has a corrosive effect, and it only takes half an hour for a living person to be corroded into a skeleton.

Using fire magic is ineffective. To defeat it requires other methods. Slytherin, who is good at potions but not good at herbal medicines, definitely doesn't know.

What she crushed just now was the rejuvenating potion, which can force plants to germinate, and she summoned the red rejuvenating potion with the flying spell from the flannelette pocket. It can achieve a better effect than the growing curse, and Pomona plans to do so, so that she can let the magic plant grow by itself while fighting.

She first cast the Bubble Curse on herself, and then waved her magic wand, gathering the black ash in the room of Response like cleaning a room. The billowing black smoke looked like a storm in the desert, forming a huge black curtain .

Hufflepuff is a hard-working academy. The dark wizards in Slytherin obtain stable and powerful magic power by suppressing themselves and creating negative emotions. She is "muscle" shaped, so many vegetable fields and nurseries need to be cultivated. Of course she wasn't wielding farm tools like a Muggle farmer, she was using magic.

After training day after day, Dean Hufflepuff's magical power might be stronger than that of the old bat.

Seeing such a terrifying and appalling scene, Lucius Malfoy turned around and wanted to run.

"Didn't you say you didn't want to lose to his woman? Lucius." Pomona wrapped herself in soot, and her voice sounded suffocating through the foam head curse.

Lucius swung his wand like a stabbing sword, and a dozen white feathery arrows appeared at the same time, and then flew towards her together. Pomona blocked them by forming a thick wall of ash.

The white feather made a muffled sound in the ashes, and then the silence was restored.

Soil is the most difficult substance to change. Once the power of soil magic is exerted, it is incomparable to other magics. Natural disasters such as earthquakes and sandstorms cannot be countered by manpower.

The rapidly growing wattle trees need more dust. Pomona used the Explosion Curse to create a movement, causing the wattle trees to wrap their roots around the platinum nobles. The Death Eaters immediately turned into a cloud of black smoke and soared into the air. Look for opportunities to steal the Time-Turner.

"I hate this." She gritted her teeth and said, after a while, a pair of fairy-like wings emerged from her back, covered with a layer of blue scales, she clumsily used them to fly herself, Then he summoned a fireball the size of a beach ball, aiming at Lucius with a volley of bullets.

Draco's Quidditch talent was clearly inherited from his father, and Lucius was so nimble that he darts between the beams of the castle without a single fireball hitting him.

With a sound of "嗙", a fireball hit a silver shield, making a trembling sound, which made her dizzy. At this moment, Lucius suddenly accelerated and rushed towards her, looking like a billowing black smoke.

She quickly used an armor to protect herself, blocking the red light shooting at herself.

The moth should be very flexible and good at flying, but she is not like this. The thorn forest under her feet is taking shape. Minerva seems to have added a defensive spell to the outside of the time-turner, and neither dust nor tree roots can get close to it.

"Stop!" Lucius yelled.

As he dissipated the black smoke and regained his human form, the thumping sound of the beating metal heart stopped in her ears.

"You admit defeat?"

"That Time-Turner is broken." Old Malfoy gasped. "Are you sure the one you got is the original one?"

Pomona flew next to the Time-Turner, which looked no different from the one Hermione was using.

"How do you know it's broken?"

"Because I've seen bad ones, when Hermione Granger went to the Ministry of Magic with Minerva McGonagall in the year of the Triwizard Tournament, she smashed her Time-Turner in front of the Ministry of Magic officials Broken, I don't know how this time-turner got here, anyway this broken time-turner can't be rewound more than 5 minutes."

"Little thief." Pomona whispered through gritted teeth. Hermione's nickname from now on would be Sniff.

"Five minutes can't do much to other people, but Severus' words can do a lot. I heard that there is a resurrection stone in the Deathly Hallows. If you let him know where it is..."

"I want a divorce!" Pomona said calmly, "And you dark wizards, all get out of my sight."

Lucius was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly said, "How can a bride say that on her wedding night?"

"We shouldn't be together from the beginning." Pomona regained her senses and looked at the Time Turner. When should she go back? Was it the woods of that second game, or was it Christmas night?

It's not difficult for her to do, just resist the temptation, just like Lily did, ignore his knock on the door, he won't be like a fool and declare that he wants to sleep at the door of the lounge.

She'd be the simple, happy Hufflepuff who'd been content with a butterbeer after a hard day's work, her heart back in the dirt the way the heart of the ocean was back in the sea.

"Don't do that." Just as she was about to reach for the time-turner, Peeves suddenly appeared.

Peeves was noisy and always snickering, making loud noises and annoying people, and it never occurred to Pomona that he would have a sad and pleading look on his face.

"Everyone else calls me Peeves, but Professor McGonagall calls me Peeves, that's my name." Peeves whispered, "I used to be a student at Hogwarts, so my nickname back then was Peeves. It's the clown."

"I know this, the fat monk told me." Pomona looked at Lucius Malfoy coldly.

"No one believed what I said, I warned them that the dark wizard was coming, but they all laughed and told me that I should not come to the school and should stay in the troupe until I died and my soul floated out of my body They believe what I said is true." Peeves ignored Lucius Malfoy, looked at her sadly and said, "The army of undead, giants, goblins, and dementors are attacking Hogwarts from all directions. , It was summer, but it was as cold as winter, the air was full of the stench of rotting corpses, goblins also came out of the ground to attack, the twelve elders, the Ministry of Magic, the professor and all the students, they fought fiercely for three days, Both sides suffered heavy casualties before the battle ended. The skeleton army turned into loess, the giants fled, and the dementors and goblins surrendered to serve the Wizarding Council. That battle was much more tragic than the Battle of Hogwarts, but I died at that time , just a ghost, can't do anything, I mocked the world all my life, but I didn't expect to lose my own body, Ms. Ravenclaw kindly took me in and made me a resident ghost in the school, but on that day , Salazar Slytherin ran away, he was going to hunt down those dark wizards, he said in the letter that he would do what he did, and give him back! I can't do anything, professor, except cry, and later I found that I can grab things, such as chalk and water polo, what can I do, you invited me to participate in the last battle of Hogwarts, you don't know how happy I am, I can protect the school, today you still I am very grateful to you for allowing me to attend your wedding banquet. Fifty years have passed since I became a ghost before Barrow and Mrs. Gray became ghosts. Every summer, I don’t know whether it is the magic left by the skeleton army or For other reasons, Barrow will have a body like me, and he will be invisible, and he will become more and more dangerous, but he is a poor man, and your eyes remind me of Helena, she was looking at Ravenclaw The way you look at the time-turner is the same way you look at the time-turner, whatever you want to do? Don't do it, it's a warning, trust me."

"What did Slytherin do after he left Hogwarts?" Lucius asked Peeves.

"As he promised, he chased and killed the black wizard, and the way he dealt with the black wizard was more cruel than the black wizard. Some people said he was a hero, and some said he was a worse black wizard than the black wizard, but ten years later he Suddenly disappeared, there is no news, some people say he died, some people say he went to the east."

Pomona looked at the Time-Turner, which was entangled in twigs, and it seemed safe for the time being.

"I don't know what you did, honey, but you screwed up again, didn't you?" Narcissa Malfoy's voice came over the corridor "You said let me wait for you for a while, you know I'm waiting How long?"

Hearing Narcissa's voice, Pomona's heart softened all of a sudden.

She flew out of the attack range of the thorn tree, ran to Narcissa's side at a trot, and then hugged her with open arms.

"Today is your wedding night, you should go home." Narcissa took out her wand and used a restore to her skirt.

"Would you like to go shopping with me tomorrow afternoon?" Pomona said softly, "I want to buy a beautiful dress for the dance."

"It's all up to you, dear." Narcissa tightened the cloak on her body, and looked back at Lucius Malfoy, "Clean up the scene, we will discuss how to deal with this thing tomorrow, it looks like a big trouble."