Chapter 708 The Weird Violin

Many people say that if the fairy tales are true, then they must have happened in Germany. In fact, there is a fairy tale road in Germany. The scenery along the way is very beautiful, just as beautiful as a fairy tale.

The scenery from Vienna to the south is also beautiful, but the scenery along the way is not as beautiful as the fairy tale road.

However, some people say that many fairy tales actually happened here. The first stop of the train was in Giant Dog Town, which used to be the residence of the wand maker Grigovich. To the west of the town was a forest. Grigor Vicky used to go to the mountains to find wood for wands.

No one knows how the giant dog got its name, but some people say that there used to be a very strong castle near this area. A wizard who was good at black magic rescued the princess, but the king did not intend to betroth his daughter to him.

The king originally thought that with the strength of the castle, even if the black wizard knew black magic, he could do nothing.

It wasn't until the arrival of the undead army that he realized that he was wrong. What's worse was that there was no "white wizard" to meddle in his own business.

At that time, anti-witch sentiment was high, and Helga Hufflepuff, Salazar Slytherin, Rowena Ravenclaw, Godric Gryffindor were all tied to the stake.

Who would be so bored to save Muggles who were screaming for wizards to be burned, instigated by religious fanaticism.

The castle has been razed to the ground, and there may be some broken walls that bear witness to the authenticity of the legend. As for whether the black wizard who snatched the princess by force has lived a happy life, no one knows.

The giant dog town was once covered by dense forests. Long, long ago, there was a king hunting in the big forest. He tried his best to chase a wild beast, but his followers failed to keep up with him. As it was getting late, the king stopped and looked around, only to realize that he had lost his way.

He wanted to get out of the forest, but he couldn't find his way. At this time, the king saw an old woman who kept nodding her head coming towards him. It was a witch.

"Good day," said the King to her, "can you show me the way out of the forest?"

"Ah, yes, Your Majesty," replied the Witch. "Of course I can tell you, but on one condition. If you don't agree, you will never leave the forest, and you will starve to death in the forest."

"On what terms?" asked the king.

"I have a daughter who is very beautiful," answered the old witch. "She is so beautiful that she is more than enough to be your wife. If you will make her your queen, I will show you the way out of the forest."

The king was so worried that he agreed to the witch's terms. The old witch took the king into her little room, and there she found her daughter sitting warming herself by the fire. The daughter received the king as if she had expected the king to come. The king thought she was indeed very beautiful, but he didn't like her, and he couldn't help being frightened when he saw her. After the king put the girl on the horse, the old witch told the king the way. After the king returned to the palace, he held a wedding ceremony with the girl.

The king once had a marriage, and his first wife bore him seven children: six boys and a girl, and the king loved them very much. After the wedding, the king was worried that the stepmother would abuse the children, and even more worried that they would be hurt by the stepmother, so he sent them to live in a lonely old castle in the forest.

The castle is located deep in the dense forest, and the way is extremely difficult to find. If a witch gave the king a wonderful ball of thread, he would never have been able to find it himself. As long as the king throws the ball of thread forward on the ground, the ball of thread will open by itself and lead the way for the king. The king often went to visit his beloved children, but the queen was very curious when she found that the king was often away, and always wanted to know what the king was doing alone in the forest. She bought the king's entourage with a lot of money, and these people revealed the secret to her, and also told her the ball of thread that could lead the way. From then on, the queen was restless, and she didn't feel at ease until she knew where the king kept the balls of thread. Then the queen sewed some little shirts of white silk, and she sewed a charm into each of them, having learned witchcraft from her mother.

One day the king went hunting, and the queen took these little shirts into the forest, and led her way with a ball of thread. The children saw someone coming from a distance, thinking that their dear father was visiting them, and all of them ran to meet them happily. Just then, the stepmother threw a little shirt at each of them. As soon as the little shirt touched their bodies, they turned into swans one by one in the blink of an eye, flew into the sky, and disappeared into the distance. The queen returned to the palace, full of joy, thinking that the stepchildren had been dismissed.

But the girl did not run out to meet her with her brothers, and the Queen knew nothing about it. The next day the king went to visit the children and found his daughter alone in the castle.

"Where are your brothers?" asked the king.

"Oh, never mind, dear father," replied the daughter, "they are all gone, and I am left alone!"

Then she told her father that she had seen from the little window of her room that her six brothers had all turned into swans and flew away over the forest.

As she spoke, she showed her father the feathers that they dropped in the yard and she picked them up. The king was distraught, but he never thought that this outrageous thing was done by the queen. He was worried that his daughter would be taken away from him, so he wanted to take her back, but the daughter, afraid of her stepmother, begged the king to allow her to stay in the forest castle for another night, and then took the opportunity to escape.

When night fell, she ran out of the castle and walked straight into the dense forest. She walked all night, and all day the next day without stopping, until she was so exhausted that she could take no more steps, and then she stopped. Just then she saw a hunter's hut, went in, and found six little beds in it, but she dared not lie on them, so she crept under one of them, and lay down on the hard bed. to spend the night there. When the sun was about to set, she suddenly heard a rustling sound and saw six swans flying in through the window. The swans flew to the ground, blowing on each other, blowing off all the feathers on their bodies, and then their swan skins fell off their bodies like shirts. At this time, the girl looked at them again and found that they were her older brothers. She was overjoyed, and hurried out from under the bed, and her brothers were also very happy to see their little sister. However, their happy time is very short. "You can't stay here," they said to the little sister, "this is a place where robbers are haunted, and if they come back and find you, you will die." "Can't you protect me?" said the little sister asked. "No," they answered, "we have only a quarter of an hour each night to shed the swan's skin and regain our human form, and then we shall be swans again."

The younger sister burst into tears when she heard this, and said as she cried, "Could it be that you can't be saved?"

"Well, it's still not possible," they replied, "those conditions are too harsh! It will take a full six years, you are not allowed to speak, you are not allowed to laugh, and during these six years, you have to use water and horses. Toothgrass sewed us six little shirts. One word out of your mouth and all your hard work is gone."

No sooner had the brothers finished speaking than a quarter of an hour had passed, and they turned into swans again and flew away from the window. As for the girl, she made up her mind to save her brothers at all costs, even if it was her own life.

When night fell, she left the hut, went into the depths of the forest, and climbed a tree to spend the night. The next morning, she went around collecting water horse teeth and started sewing shirts. She couldn't talk to anyone, and she wasn't in the mood to smile, so she just sat there with her head down, busy with what she was doing. So she passed in the forest for a long time, until one day the king of the country came to hunt in the forest, and the hunters came to the tree on which the girl sat. When they found her, they greeted her loudly, and asked her, "Who are you?" But she did not answer. "Come down quickly," they said to her, "we won't hurt you."

She just shook her head when she heard this, and they kept asking this and that, so she threw her gold necklace to them, thinking that they should be satisfied now. Unexpectedly, these guys still refused to give up, so she threw the belt to them again, but it still didn't help. Then she tossed them the garters and everything else she had on her body, until she ended up in her underwear.

But even so, these hunters still lingered, and climbed to the tree, took the girl down, and led them to the king.

The king asked her, "Who are you? What are you doing on the tree?" But she did not answer.

The king then asked her in every language he could speak, but she remained silent. The girl's extraordinary beauty moved the king's heart, and he fell in love with her deeply.

The King threw his cloak over her, mounted her on his horse, seated her in front of him, and led her back to the palace. Immediately the king ordered her to be dressed in all kinds of dresses, so that she would be more radiant and beautiful, but she said nothing. The king made her sit beside him at meal time. The girl was dignified and courteous, and the king liked it very much, so he murmured: "She is the queen in my heart, and I will not marry her."

A few days later, the king and the girl were married for a hundred years, but the king's mother was cunning and vicious, and was very dissatisfied with this marriage, and often spoke ill of the young queen.

"Who knows," she said, "where did this dumb girl come from? She's not fit to be queen!"

A year passed, and the queen's first child was born. The old woman took the child away while the queen was asleep, and even painted some blood on the queen's mouth. Then she went to the king and falsely accused the queen of being a man-eating monster.

The king would not believe it, and would not allow anyone to hurt him, but the queen ignored everything, and just sat and sewed shirts non-stop.

The second time, the queen gave birth to a beautiful boy again. The vicious mother-in-law repeated the old trick again. The king still refused to believe it. He said: "She is so pious and kind-hearted, she would not do such a thing .If she could talk and justify herself, her innocence would be cleared."

But after the old woman stole the third newborn child, she went to falsely accuse the queen, but the queen didn't say a word to defend herself.

The day of the execution happened to be the last day of the six years in which she could not speak or laugh, and she had been able to free her dear brothers from the magic.

Six shirts are sewn, only the left sleeve is missing from the last one. She draped those shirts over her arms as she was led to the stake. She was being burned at the stake, and the firewood was about to be lit. The queen was looking round at the last moment, when at that moment six swans flew towards her in the air.

She knew in her heart that she was about to be saved, and her heart jumped for joy. A swan flew across the sky and landed near her, and she threw the shirt at them... As soon as the swan touched the shirt, the swan skin fell off her body. Her older brothers were back in human form again, all alive and handsome, and they stood before her, but her younger brother was missing a left arm and still had a swan's wing on his shoulder.

Pomona heard a voice, a snake-like husky voice, which, she felt, was telling her to try the Animagus, to fly out of the window in the form of a swan, and she would be free.

She can fly in the sky, swim in the clear lake, and beg for bread from humans when she is hungry. Not only will they not find her boring, but they will also find her cute.

She can live purely without having to guess what other people think, let alone look at the dark side of human nature.

The swan was originally a stupid goose, loved for her graceful appearance, when she flapped her wings and danced on the sapphire blue lake, she looked so beautiful, she attracted the prince, and also attracted the music Home, they wrote two ballets for her, one on Swan Lake and one on Death of a Swan.

"Which do you want to hear?" said a voice.

"I don't even want to hear it." She muttered, she prefers black swans to pure white swans.

Too pure and easy to become a victim, she is a wizard, and she is also a half-breed Veela, ordinary mind manipulation is ineffective against her.

She slowly opened her eyes, she was still on the train, the snake-like hoarse voice was gone.

Pomona looked at Severus, who was still asleep, so she slapped his face to wake him up.

"Wake up!" she said anxiously, but he was obviously having a good dream, with a smile on his face.

Just as she was about to use her wand, he opened his eyes, stared at her face for a while, and suddenly twisted her face hard.

"Ah!" she screamed in pain.

"It will hurt." He breathed a sigh of relief "I'm not dreaming."

Shouldn't you screw yourself to experiment whether you are dreaming?

Pomona refrained from getting angry, there are more important things now.

"Did you hear the sound?"

"what sound?"

"Parseltongue!" Pomona pointed to the violin on the outside desk. "It asked me what song I want to hear?"

"Can you understand Parseltongue?"

"No, I think it speaks a human language," she said confused. "It speaks English."

"What?" he asked, also confused.

"Deal with that strange thing as soon as possible!" She punched him. "Put it in a castle somewhere deep in the mountains, where Muggles can't find it."

"Hogwarts is nice," he said irresponsibly. "There's plenty of room in the Room of Requirement."

Pomona was a little worried about Fei Liwei, whether he could withstand the temptation of that piano, she almost fell for it.

At this moment, he suddenly pressed on her.

"What are you doing!" she exclaimed.

"Make sure you are real." He said as he undressed her, the white swan pendant around his neck dangling in front of her.

She had a feeling that those six muggle musicians whose souls were harvested by violins were good people who just wanted to know what music people liked so they could play music that everyone liked.

"Never mind." Pomona didn't care so much, and reached out to undo the long row of buttons on his coat that reached his throat.

Even if she really became Satan's lover, she would be sent to the stake and she would admit it.

On this sunny afternoon, they are afraid to throw their books aside again and waste their time doing things that are interesting to themselves but not beneficial to others.

Plato said that human beings are androgynous, and she prefers the metaphor of the sword and the scabbard.

Hermaphroditism looks like some kind of monster, and the sword and scabbard are a natural pair. When combined, they are like some kind of art, and the scabbard not only protects the sword from hurting others, but also prevents itself Injuried.

When the all-conquering sword of the king has finished cutting those monsters that are neither male nor female, it can return to the scabbard to rest.

The first time the sword in the stone appeared in a church was on Christmas Eve, when people looked up after their confession and saw a sword stuck in a square stone, which was born without a scabbard.

Merlin once warned King Arthur, "Although the sword of the king is powerful, its scabbard is more precious than the sword. Those who wear the scabbard of the sword of the king will never bleed, and you must not lose it.

She really wanted that Slytherin locket, it has a magical power, although it doesn't look like some gemstone necklaces from the outside, but it reminds Pomona of sinking at the bottom of the lake, inlaid Besides the ruby ​​sword, there is a long and sad story.

There was once a young boy who naively thought that people would not die with magic, but he was so wrong that he made such a ridiculous mistake. People may not forgive him even if he repents, because the spell he used to kill is unforgivable.

The body is like sleeping, it doesn't look like it was cut by a sword, but because of this, people will think that the dead will open their eyes again, laughing and saying "this is a joke, scare you !"

But that wasn't a joke, it had to be taken seriously, seriously enough to be disgusting, like the Latin meaning of Severus' name.