MTL - Harry Potter’s Morning Light-Chapter 2654 Secret Words of the Past (Part 2)

   Chapter 2654 The Secret Words of the Past (Part 2)

  Although in the general concept, London is a "city", in the administrative system of England, it is not a city, but two sub-districts under Greater London, with the same status as Westminster Abbey.

   After coming out of the dining room, Pomona glanced at Severus' face, his expression looked serious, not as relaxed as before.

   "Let's celebrate in another place!" she said.

   Severus looked at her coldly.

   "Follow me!" She took his hand and just wanted to open her legs, but she still didn't get used to the high heels and almost fell down again.

   "Where do you want to go?" Severus said patiently, holding her waist.

"Wait for me for a while." After she finished speaking, she limped to the door of the women's clothing store next door, and cast a transfer spell on the model in the window. The black dress on her body was exchanged with the clothes on the model's body, and she put on She felt much more relaxed after wearing professional trousers.

   "Follow me," she said to Severus, then walked into an alley not far away.

  Although Westminster is dominated by government offices, there are still many residential buildings. Pomona took Severus to a Turkish restaurant and entered an apartment building through an unremarkable entrance behind the restaurant.

   They climbed the stairs to the 3rd floor, and then Pomona took out his wand and opened the door. Inside was a modest-looking ordinary house, but because no one had lived in it for many years, it didn't seem popular.

   "This is the former safe house of the Order of the Phoenix, come in." Pomona said, walking into the house first, and walking to a window, "Look from here."

   The former Death Eater who was looking around curiously came over after hearing this.

   "There's Buckingham Palace over there," Pomona said, pointing in one direction, then in the other.

   "Downing Street," Severus said before she could speak.

   "Just for emergencies, the Ministry of Magic has Aurors to keep the Prime Minister safe," Pomona said.

   Severus didn't answer her, and he continued to "visit" the safe house.

   "Wait for me for a while," Pomona said, then hurried downstairs, bought some grilled meat at the Turkish restaurant downstairs, and went to the supermarket next door to buy a bottle of sparkling wine, then went back upstairs.

   By the time she got back to the safe house, Severus was looking out the window.

In fact, in that direction, in addition to Downing Street, there is also Churchill's wartime headquarters, but for people in peaceful times, "war" is too far away from them, as far as looking at the scenery outside from the window at this time, too far Well, I can't see it at all.

   "I hope you don't mind," Pomona said.

   Her words caught Severus' eyes, and she held up her food "Let's celebrate."

   He did not appear very happy.

  Pomona put the barbecue and wine on the table, then walked up to him.

   "I don't like that place," she said softly.

   He still didn't speak.

   "It's all 'servants', are you a servant? Severus Snape," Pomona said.

   Now his attention was drawn.

   "Come and have dinner with me." She took his hand and asked him to follow her to the table.

   She waved her wand, and the paper cutlery on the table changed its shape, making it look like a banquet.

   "If you don't have champagne, let's have a drink." Pomona said, looking for a bottle of wine.

   At this point Severus "conjured" two glasses, which were suitable for whisky, but she also poured golden sparkling wine into them.

   "Cheers!" she said happily. "Congratulations, Professor."

   He smiled, picked up the glass and touched her, then took a sip.

   "Why don't you drink more?"

   "We have business in the afternoon." He said calmly.

   She suddenly didn't know what to say, picked up a fork and ate a piece of barbecue.

   It smells good because a lot of spices are added, but it tastes too hot, and there is no flavor in the meat at all.

   Fortunately, she carried a lot of things with her. After she used food magic, the barbecue became a lot more delicious.

   "Don't you ever think about getting married?" Severus asked suddenly.

   The question frightened her.

   "You don't need to be single all your life like Dumbledore, Minerva was married once," he continued.

   "That's not an appropriate question," said Pomona, taking a sip of the wine.

   "Why not?" he asked again.

   She swallowed wine.

   "You want to get married?" Pomona asked.

   He closed his eyes and shook his head.

   "Why not?" asked Pomona.

   He didn't answer this topic either, and took a sip of sparkling wine.

   At this time she noticed that he looked good with the wine glass, not that his fingers were particularly slender...

   Then their eyes met.

   She was used to dodging and focused her eyes on the barbecue. But what she didn't expect was that he dragged the plate of barbecue in front of him.

   "Hey..." she complained.

   "You should focus on me." He said indifferently, "You promised me."

   She felt that this topic was very similar to a father returning from a business trip for a long time, and the child was so willful that he said "you promised me", so on and so forth.

   "Hogwarts is the place where Albus feels most at home, I think," Pomona said. "It's like his sanctuary from the world."

   He stared at Pomona.

   "The Order of the Phoenix is ​​more than a safe house...he's actually quite insecure," Pomona said.

   "I thought that was the basis for a covert mission," Severus said.

   "I've been to Scamander's house, and I can feel peace talking to Tina." Pomona said, "Like Calvin said just now, finding peace is difficult at this time."

   He was silent.

   "He can find peace there and his favorite animals, like Dumbledore." Pomona smiled. "For them, home is a sanctuary."

   "You think the students are like animals?" he said deliberately.

   "You've seen Aberforth, and his bar." Pomona forked a roast. "There's more than a dead fly in that place."

   He stared at her without speaking.

   "I think, in addition to the refuge, you also need someone who understands you, even if the other person is not related to you by blood." She held his hand across the table, "You will find such a person."

   He might have something to say, but several times he hesitated.

   "Do you still want to go back to that restaurant now?" Pomona asked.

   "Close the door." He withdrew his hand.

  Pomona found out that he did not close the door of the safe house and left it open.

   It is also possible that this was her subconscious behavior, because…

   He took his wand out of his sleeve and slammed the door shut, blocking out any possible prying eyes.

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  Nothing happened that day, and after dinner they continued to talk about time reversal flaws.

Georgiana looked at her classically dressed herself in the mirror and thought that CERN had created an uncharged neutral particle, the k0 meson, which could easily decay into its antiparticle, and the antiparticle would pass through the weak nucleus. The force becomes a k0 meson. These two reactions are just inverse, so they can be regarded as time reversals of each other. It was soon discovered that the speed of antiparticles turning into positive particles was faster than the speed of positive particles turning into antiparticles, which showed that the weak nucleus The force violates the symmetry of time reversal.

   Suppose there is such a mirror, which can convert a particle into its antiparticle like a nucleus does. This is called the charge conjugate transformation and is part of the cpt theorem.

   Obviously it is not an ordinary mirror, and there is no such mirror in Berlin in the early 20th century. If the mirror magic borrows this principle, then the speed of the mirror world and the real world should be relatively slow.

   However, this is not absolute, because the illusion is created by Albus, and its authenticity is directly related to the "Dream Builder"'s control.

   The use of magic is directly related to emotions. Although children do not know as much as adults, they are more likely to summon animal-shaped patron saints.

   Their desires are not like adults, maybe just to win the House Cup, become a prefect, or spend more time with their family.

   At the same time, children do not understand their parents like wives and husbands. When they choose to be "everyone", it is difficult for them to be "small family".

Some people think that the weak become weak because they want to be weak. They don't know how to improve and work hard, but to be strong requires constant effort. There are no eternal weak and strong in this world. Sympathy for the weak is The greatest disrespect to nature.

   Pomona, who also adopted Nietzsche's thought, thinks otherwise. What kind of person you want to become depends not on your ability, but on your choice. Constantly striving towards a crazy path will only accelerate your own demise.

Dangerous times prefer dangerous people. In this wave of times, it is not easy to keep your own point of view without being coerced. You think you are as solid as a rock, but in fact, the waves will pat your past persistence. Break into rubble.

   Therefore, it is necessary to have enough ability to stick to your own judgment, otherwise, you will end up like Pomona, not only losing everything but also losing everything. Nothing that happened in the mirrorworld would affect reality, and if it did, Albus wouldn't use it against Credence.

   The question is, where did the force of destruction unleashed by Credence go?

   Regarding the cause of the low temperature after the "lakeside incident", they did not discuss the result in the end because of the continuous occurrence.

   Compared with Voldemort's resurrection, this was originally "unimportant", but "now"... who can predict?

   The lab was successful in 1998, I was a little ahead

   (end of this chapter)