Chapter 45

Muggle souls are mostly emerald green, with a hint of soft silver, like fireflies on a summer night.

The wizard's soul is aqua blue, exuding silver light as well. It looks extremely beautiful and can arouse her appetite. The little wizard who followed her didn't know what kind of danger she was facing. She thought Eat him, for he has a delicious and pure soul.

"Don't waste your talent, Pomona." Frank Barton from Gryffindor said to her with his hands behind his back, like a pure-blood wizard aristocrat, "Don't just know how to take care of plants."

"Do you know... how beautiful you are?" The Slytherin, who had always been ridiculed, mocked, disgusted, and indifferent, looked at her like a lion seeing prey. Somebody takes you to the dance."

Pomona thought he might have seen another half-breed veela make a splash at school, and be as foolish as a young man, thinking he could date a half-blood veela, and he happened to know one, so he Invite her in this clumsy way.

Men like to win, especially when it comes to women's issues. The loser who has never won in this area actually challenges this impossible. Where does his self-confidence come from? Or is it that a low self-esteem is arrogance to a certain extent, and if she refuses, his poor self-esteem will be hurt?

"I won't go to the prom with you for wasting money." She tried to move away from him, but he blocked her in the middle of the corridor.

"What about another reason?"

"Maybe." She said dryly, "I'll give you three chances."

A dimple curled up at the corner of his mouth, it was a different smile from the innocent and kind smile when he was with Lily, she felt a little sick, at this moment he was like a thief who had succeeded in pickpocketing.

"No one has dated you except me, right?"

"If you're talking about school, yes." She tried to evade him again "but not if Sirius can appear in public."

Now he was completely pissed off, and when he tried to continue pestering her, her savior appeared, and he drove away the little hooligan from Spider's End.

"Professor?" Neville asked tentatively. He was dumb, far less aristocratic than his father, but he was cute, and he was still wearing a sweater.

What's the matter, Neville?

"I'm the herbal medicine professor at Hogwarts now." He said a little dullly, "I'm taking care of them according to the method you taught, but those plants still miss you very much. Why did you leave Hogwarts?"

There is an unspeakable emotion welling up in my heart.

She is very happy, although there are only two people living alone, but that kind of life allows her to enjoy the peace that she has not seen for a long time, until she meets Peter Pettigrew, who is lying in the snow and looks frozen.

"Is it because of Professor Snape?" He paused and said, "They said you were pregnant, and Professor Snape said that the child will not be kept because you are worried that he is like me?"

No, dear, it is not.

She wanted to speak, but unfortunately she still couldn't open her mouth. Fortunately, her hands could still move, so she grabbed him tightly.

The once little rascal, now the old villain lacks the ability to love a person who can bring him painful memories, even if he is Lily's child.

"I checked the books, and the connection between mother and child is particularly strong in the two or three years after the child is born. I could feel it when Bellatrix tortured my mother, but I didn't tell anyone." Neville replied Shaking her hand "Professor Snape made the right decision."

I don't hold it against because it's a Squib or just a Muggle.

But Neville said he could feel the painful memories of Alice being tortured when he was only one year old, and she didn't want it to be born with that kind of pain.

Maybe she could come to forget it all, but she didn't know if it could erase the painful memories caused by the Unforgivable Curse.

"I heard from Cedric that in the year of the Triwizard Tournament, he saw Professor Snape come out of your secret room. Is that when you started?"

Pomona held Neville's hand tightly, and she wanted him to help her up.

The old bat always used to slam the door to close it. One could imagine how loud it sounded in the silent night. She could almost imagine that he was striding in the hallway of Hogwarts in that eye-catching black robe. , high-spirited and triumphant like a dog with its tail raised. He had finally won against the Marauders in one way or another, but at the cost of her reputation!

"Harry said that he met Snape, Professor Lupine, and Pete Pediru at the same time in the hallway one night. One year, I was messed up, can you tell me what happened?"

In fact, that old bat hated Neville for a whole year because of that "joke" in Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and he was so narrow-minded.

A vindictive and vengeful Slytherin, if it weren't for her controlling the supply of raw materials for his potions, he would have made Neville's whole life full of shadows, instead of just finding an excuse to make Neville squeeze leeches for a month The juice is over.

Don't think about it if you don't understand it, poor little guy.

Pomona wanted to hug him. Mrs. Longbottom was very strict. She firmly controlled Neville's life and would not allow him to escape her control like Frank. She had almost lost her son, and she couldn't even lose her grandson.

"Neville, is that the female teacher who took good care of you at school?" she heard an old woman say.

"Grandma!" Neville tensed immediately.

Then she smelled a high-quality perfume, which reminded her of some kind of flower in the Forbidden Forest. It was not a potion, so she never thought to pay attention to its name.

"Neville, leave me alone with Professor Sprout for a while."

Neville hesitated and left. As he walked away, he also closed the door, and then she heard the loud sound of chair legs rubbing against the floor from the right.

"I can see that you are a decent person." The old lady whispered, "but I don't want Neville to see you again. Being Harry Potter's classmate is enough to scare me. Killed You-Know-Who's pet with a sword, and he told me what Horcrux it was? I'm too old to protect him so I let him teach at Hogwarts, and he's not married yet, Longbottom The blood of the family cannot be cut off here. I am sorry that you have become like this, but I will never let any accident happen to that child. If you really care about Neville, you should understand why I say this. He is not Harry. Potter, oh, I heard he's an Auror now, if you have anything to do, go to him, and don't let Neville get involved in your affairs."

Pomona tried her best to open her eyes. She was a noble woman with a vicissitudes of life, wearing a green hat with an owl on her head, but she was not from the Order of the Phoenix.

"You swear to me, Pomona, you'll keep Harry alive."

A red-haired woman looked at her with pleading green eyes.

"I swear, Lily, I will do my best to protect him." She said softly, but she almost broke her promise.

At the end of July, only one child of the two families who had repelled the Dark Lord three times could survive, and Dumbledore made a choice.

Harry has already died once, is he going to die a second time?

That old reptile said he couldn't protect Neville, and he didn't even bother to protect Harry. Why are all men useless when it comes to critical moments?

She thought about it, but she really didn't have the strength, her body was really heavy, and she couldn't bear it any longer.