Harry Potter Morning Light

One, two, three, cake turns into cabbage.

Minerva pointed her wand at a cauldron cake and it quickly changed from a cake with green frosting to a fresh cabbage.

The children were all shocked. Minerva pretended to be calm and took back the cabbage. No, it was the wand. She looked majestic, as if she was in a Transfiguration classroom.

Bravo. The cake shop owner clapped his hands and praised Minerva. Very few people still remember this spell and use it so well.

However, he still didn't charge a penny less. The crucible cakes costing 8 silver coins each were simply a rip off. You can buy a bunch of them at Honeydukes.

Pomona paid the fee heartbroken, and then watched Minerva hold the packaged cake in her hand. In her other hand were various flavors of chewing gum, licorice wands, and jelly beans.

I don't think Albus can chew gum and blow bubbles, Pomona said to Minerva. Just think, if the bubble burst and got stuck in his beard...

He doesn't have to brag, Minerva said to Pomona. Besides, students can eat too.

Pomona looked at the children on the roadside. The bubbles they blew came in various shapes, like rabbits, dogs and even dragons, just like balloons.

Give me one. Pomona grabbed a piece of gum from Minerva's pocket, chewed it in her mouth, and blew on it hard.

Is that an eagle? Minerva looked at the bubbles blown by Pomona cautiously. It was plump and looked more like a ball escaper with its wings spread than an eagle.

How about you have one too? Pomona said to Minerva after biting the bubble. Minerva shook her head.

You're so boring. Pomona said, chewing another piece of gum, this time it was a lion, but she forgot to spit out the previous piece of gum, and the two actually fused together and turned into a lion with wings. lion.

If you can let Severus eat, I will. Minerva looked at Pomona and said, Didn't you come to London to see him?

What's so interesting about him? Pomona said, spitting out his gum and disappearing.

How is he getting on? Minerva asked.

How do I know! Pomona said with a cold face, her good mood suddenly gone.

Did you come to London for fun? Minerva said sternly.

Pomona was suddenly transported back to her school days, but she remained calm because they were colleagues now.

I went to his place and he was cleaning up, Pomona said.

You won't help? Minerva asked.

Why should I help? Pomona asked subconsciously, and then said, I helped him clean up his hometown.

Did you go to his hometown? Minerva asked.

Through the Floo, he connected privately. Pomona said anxiously, feeling like he was being interrogated.

Then what?

We had some disagreements, and then I didn't go, Pomona said, feeling sick to her stomach.

Don't let him go astray again, Pomona, he had a hard time getting rid of everything in the past. Minerva said worriedly.

Many of the Death Eaters are your students, why don't you care about them so much? Pomona said sarcastically, thinking of Quirrell whom he had just met.

The world is indeed unfair.

Because they are different, do you think Severus is the same as them? Minerva asked.

You're so annoying, Pomona said upset.

I feel the same way. Minerva said coldly, I'm here to teach students. What was your original purpose?

Pomona decided not to go shopping with Minerva.

Why can't she just be like a normal girl, gossiping while shopping, she's such a spoiler of fun.

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Georgiana looked at the disappearing cabinet in front of her.

This was the first time she had observed it so closely. She had not noticed it before. After the Death Eaters came out of the Vanishing Cabinet, she would not have the chance to observe it up close.

There are decorative metal devices on the cabinet, which are almost integrated with the black cabinet, as if it is coated with a layer of black paint.

The broomsticks in the school had been neglected because of the lack of maintenance. The broom handle and the hardware on it seemed to be coated with glue, which was the same color as the disappearing cabinet.

But if you look closely, you will find that it is an oxide layer. If you wipe it clean, the silvery white luster will be restored.

Whether it is iron or silver, it looks the same color before it rusts. However, after iron rusts, it often turns red, while silver turns black.

As the broomsticks continue to be upgraded, for example, the Firebolt uses Fairy Silver, both in terms of speed and stability, it is more than a little higher than ordinary flying broomsticks, and of course the price has more than doubled.

If owning a Nimbus 2000 when Harry was in his first year was the dream of every Quidditch enthusiast, then by Harry's third year, owning a Firebolt made people who were not so into Quidditch also be fascinated by it. Curious.

Why do you want me to apologize to those Muggles! Carolan said angrily.

This is polite. Georgiana looked at the disappearing cabinet and said, Although we are uninvited guests, we are not guests who are ungrateful.

Carolan sneered, as if scorning her words.

Georgiana really wanted to talk to her about the story in the Odyssey, but she didn't think Carolan would read it, so she didn't mention it.

Why did you say those things to them just now? Carolan asked.

What are you talking about? Georgiana asked pretending to be stupid.

“Don’t let our passion or obsession with something corrupt the good side of us,” Carolan said.

Georgiana didn't answer Carolan.

Quirrell turned to ashes after touching Harry, but he was not so bad that he wanted to break his bones into ashes. Minerva buried him on the hillside where he often stayed when he was studying, where he would bask in the sun. Sun, while clipping the collected plants to make specimens.

He is a very ingenious man, and the specimens look like works of art, and the flowers still retain their beauty when they were just picked.

How did he become like this? Minerva said sadly as she sorted out Quirrell's belongings. Livi patted her shoulder with a heavy expression like hers.

Tom Riddle was also an outstanding student before. Dumbledore flipped through the notes left by Quirrell. I heard that you warned Professor Quirrell not to follow in the footsteps of the Dark Lord.

Neither Minerva nor Filvi said anything. Severus turned his back to everyone and silently sorted out the bottles and jars left by Quirrell.

He's not following the Dark Lord, Pomona said. He's trying to defeat You-Know-Who.

Everyone turned their attention to her.

Defeating a famous person is a shortcut to gaining fame, Professor Quirrell...

We must be careful not to let our passion or obsession with things corrode the good side of us. Dumbledore put aside the notes in his hand, No matter what we are passionate about or obsessed with.

Pomona looked at the potion in Snape's hand. Just like Paracelsus said, antidote will become poison if it exceeds a certain dose.

He had planned to open the cap and smell what was inside, but perhaps sensing Pomona's gaze, he looked up at her.

Pomona turned his head and continued to look at the specimens collected by Quirrell.

When she turned to the last few pages, she saw a small yellow flower that looked a bit like witch hazel.

But that is the cochineal oak of the subclass Hamamelisae, which is the national flower of Albania and is found throughout the Mediterranean except Corsica and Italy.

Do you have any witch hazel tincture there, Severus? Pomona asked.

Why do you ask? Snape asked.

Did you find anything? Dumbledore walked over quickly.

This is a specimen he collected in Albania, Pomona said. Maybe it was the last place he went.

Dumbledore looked intently at the specimens.

Although the cochineal oak has 'oak' in its name, it is so low that an adult can easily step over it. It is a plant native to Corfu and North Africa, and has spread throughout the Mediterranean with trade. Before the discovery of the New World, people would cultivate cochineals on its trees, and then collect cochineals to extract dyes. Pomona said to Dumbledore, Later, people discovered cactus in South America, which is sweeter than cochineal oak. Higher, more suitable for cochineal breeding...

My lipstick is not made of cochineal, Georgiana asked Carolan.

What? Carolan asked in surprise.

You just have to imagine that there are scale insects on your lips when you kiss. Do you still think that kind of kiss is wonderful?

Carolan showed a disgusted expression and stopped questioning Georgiana.

So she regained peace and could continue to think alone.

Where should I put you? she said, looking at the cabinet as if speaking to a person.