Chapter 970 God's Fingertips

The soul seems to be in charge of the judgment, and the judgment seems to be in the place where all the senses meet.

— Leonardo da Vinci

In places like hotels, people always come and go, and few people choose to regard this place as their final destination.

Whether it is murder or suicide, it will affect the business of the hotel, but there are also hotels that deliberately fabricate and spread ghost stories to attract ghost lovers.

These are usually small hotels, and big hotels will advertise which celebrities have stayed there.

Wagner ended up dying in another hotel, the converted Palazzo Vendramin, on an island much quieter than San Marco, which is now being converted into a casino.

In Pomona's imagination, it should not be like Las Vegas full of slot machines, but games like Texas Hold'em.

The emotional entanglement between Wagner and Ludwig II is very touching. Wagner's final rejection of the king's courtship will face the same impoverished situation as in Paris again.

But knowing this he refused, and Ludwig II did not retaliate against Wagner for being rejected.

Although this love takes place between same-sex people, it is as poignant as Romeo and Juliet, except that there is no family hatred between them.

Shakespeare said that the lives of good people are often turned into morning dew before the flowers on their hats wither.

Although Pomona fantasized that Ludwig II would become a vampire, he still died like a human being.

There is a movie called Lost in Venice, which is adapted from a novel, but the one who dies in the movie is a musician. Ludwig II, like the morning dew, was turned into green smoke by the rising sun and disappeared. .

All in all, when Pomona came downstairs with the mood of "daiyu burying flowers", she saw Yuki Nakamura eating ice cream with her feet up.

For the memory of Japanese women, Pomona still stays in Kyoto as geisha, Madame Butterfly, and middle-aged women who appear in groups in London with small flags, sun hats and cameras.

She had never seen such a free and unrestrained Japanese woman.

But considering Yuki Nakamura's identity as an "American", Pomona was relieved.

"Hi, Linda!" Sensing her coming, Nakamura Yuki waved at her very American-style.

"What's going on?" Severus asked suspiciously, frowning.

"I just asked you to come out for dinner. In the afternoon, I will continue to visit the art museum." Pomona withdrew her arm from his arm and waved at him.

"Wait, how do you know I'm not going?"

"We are going to the Oriental Museum, do you want to follow?"

Snape thought for a while, then fell silent.

Pomona shrugged at him and left him.

This way of getting along was like this when he was in school. The old bat who was concentrating on doing experiments always forgot to eat. If she hadn't reminded him, he would have had stomach problems long ago.

"Is he your husband?" Yuki Nakamura looked Severus up and down.

He still used the disguise technique, and his face looked ordinary.

"That's right."

Nakamura Yuki stared at him.

"It's pretty good to maintain such a figure at this age." Nakamura Yuki commented.

"Tom Ford is a year younger than him," said Pomona with some pride.

"You need to go on a diet to maintain this figure?" Nakamura Yuki held up his own ice cream.

Fernon Dudley loves this so much, he's almost growing like Maggie who's been under the Bloat Curse.

"What flavor is this?"

"Would you like a mimosa cocktail?"

Pomona dipped her finger into her mouth without hesitation.

"I tasted wine and grapefruit."

"A mimosa is just champagne and orange juice."

That's when Severus came over.

"Wow, the same perfume." Nakamura Yuki exclaimed in a fuss.

Severus curled his lips into a fake aristocratic smile.

"good afternoon."

"Good afternoon, Edgar. My name is Yuki Nakamura. You can call me Y.N." Yuki Nakamura stretched out his hand naturally, but Severus didn't shake it back. He actually kissed her with a hand kiss With the back of his hand, Nakamura Yuki was stunned as if struck by lightning.

"Nakamura-san, it's an honor to meet you." Severus pronounced the complicated Japanese surname perfectly.

After all, it's an "O" for someone to read Charms when they're studying.

"I'll go back first, the two of you play in the afternoon and eat less ice cream." Severus said to her after dealing with it, "You are an adult."

"Boozy ice cream is for grown-ups."

Severus didn't seem impatient to argue the subject with her at all, and walked away.

"Just now I was thinking, which part of the brain does the sensory junction marked by Leonardo correspond to, and where do you guess it is?" Nakamura Yuki asked directly.

"How much have you been drinking?" Pomona smelled alcohol on her body, and it's not good to go out in public like this.

"It's the insula. The insula of the ruthless people is often larger than that of ordinary people. When ordinary people play slot machines, they think that if they fail to win by only one symbol, they will have a greater chance of winning if they continue to gamble. But in fact, every time they play When playing a slot machine, the chances of winning money are all independent probabilities. People with damaged insula are less likely to make this kind of miscalculation of winnings than ordinary people. This sounds like a good thing, but in fact they are more likely to make bigger mistakes. Wrong, the medicine designed by my mother can suppress smoking addiction, but the side effect is that people who take it lose their appetite and appetite.”

Pomona was overjoyed that Severus was gone, Muggles were really open about it.

"Well, the insula is where the soul is stored, how can you prove it?" Pomona asked, "First you have to prove that there are ghosts in this world."

Nakamura Yuki was stunned.

Not a problem for a wizard, since Hogwarts is full of pearly white ghosts.

From this, Pomona thought of another problem. At that time, Justin saw the basilisk through the almost headless Nick. He did not die immediately, but Nick was already dead, and he was immobilized for a while, that is to say, the snake The sight of the monster also has an attack effect on the ghost.

Ghosts don't have insulas.

"Last Christmas, did you know anyone who went to Indonesia for vacation?" Nakamura Xue asked.

"No, why did you ask this all of a sudden?"

"Accidents always happen during the journey." Nakamura Yuki shrugged. "A solar eclipse on April 9 is not a good sign in our culture."

"I know, it's called 'Tiangu Shiri'."

"Do you believe it? A solar eclipse means something happens."

"There was no solar eclipse when this tsunami occurred."

"So you don't believe it?"

"I don't know, I just feel that it is necessary to be vigilant, but there is no need to live in fear."

A painting could not help appearing in Pomona's mind. It is now seen everywhere. It is the ceiling painting of the Sistine Chapel. God created Adam. The old man's cloak representing God looks like a brain. He and The original man Adam fingertip to fingertip.

Her classes are all in the greenhouse, and other teachers have to use pointers, which will leave shadows in the sun.

One day she was distracted in class, and like a daydream, she actually felt that a solar eclipse was similar to the shadow of a pointer.

It was like someone was tapping on a blackboard and saying, hey, come see this place!

She didn't tell anyone about this weird idea, after all, she was already a freak.

"No one wants to wear pink earmuffs, why do you still have them?" Old Bat said with a bad temper when he visited the mandrake cultivation greenhouse.

"Because I like it!" She replied stiffly.

The cute kids look so cute with their pink earmuffs, like bunnies, which was her naive idea when she was just a teacher.

Every class, the boys snapped up the earmuffs that had lost their fur because they didn't look pink anymore, and then the girls did too, until she was the only one with the pink earmuffs.

Then the earmuffs broke, and she stopped buying pink supplements.

After all, she is not as naive as Sirius, who will use permanent adhesive charms on the earmuffs to ensure that those pink hairs will not be pulled out.

And the way the kids are sneaking and plucking is so tiring, why isn't anyone talking to her directly?