MTL - Harry Potter’s Morning Light-Chapter 2732 Land of the Firebirds (40)

  Chapter 2732 Firebird Land (forty)

   "Come on, drink this up."

  Madam Pomfrey handed a small cup of green potion to the student lying on the hospital bed.

   "I don't take medicine!"

  The little boy covered his head with the quilt and refused to cooperate.

  Pomona felt that Harry was better than other children of the same age. Even if he knew the medicine was bitter, he would still drink it, because he knew it was for his illness.

   "You were bitten by a fox, Mr. Ackley, if you don't drink the antidote..."

   "I won't drink!" Stuart Ackley yelled angrily under the quilt.

  Pomona really wanted to call Fei Liwei to see if this little guy still had such a bad attitude in front of his dean.

   Just when Madam Pomfrey was helpless, Pomona came to the bedside.

   "Come on, try this." Pomona said to Madam Pomfrey.

   "What is this?" Madam Pomfrey took the box.

   "Candy." Pomona said. As soon as she finished speaking, Akeley, who had buried his head in the quilt, poked his head out out of the corner of his eye, but retracted his head again as if afraid of being discovered.

   "I think he needs medicine more now, Director." Madam Pomfrey said.

   "It's a medicine." Pomona lowered his voice, "This is an electuary containing an antidote."

   Pomfrey looked at the green candy in his hand with suspicion.

   "Severus made it," Pomona said. "He thinks it's a common drug."

   And there are a lot of little trolls who refuse to take their medicine.

   She thought to herself, looking at Akeley on the hospital bed.

  Humeizi is very active in winter and is easily attracted by fire. As a result, students who are warming by the fireplace are often harassed by them. Older students know how to deal with them, and younger ones are often bitten by them.

  Madam Pomfrey no longer doubted, and whispered softly in Akeley's ear for a while, and he finally lifted the quilt and ate the candy.

   "How does it taste?" asked Pomona.

   Ackley looks at Pomona "Any more?"

   "Even if it's a medicine, taking too much can be poisonous." Pomona handed the candy containing the antidote to Madam Pomfrey, "One candy is equivalent to one drop of medicine."

   "I remember, Headmaster." Madam Pomfrey looked at the sugar bowl and said happily, "It really helped a lot, please thank Headmaster Snape for me."

   "I will." Pomona said, looked at Akeley again, and found that he did not have any adverse reactions, and his complexion was better than before before leaving.

  As long as no one tells, who knows that they use students for experiments.

   Pomona thought darkly.

  They wanted to try the effect of this detoxifying sugar for themselves, but Hu Meizi didn't bite them, and this magical creature also knew who to mess with.

The ingredients of the Humeizi antidote also contain the seeds of the tinder bush. It just so happened that Pomona had a lot of "fire seeds" in his hand recently, so Severus boiled some potions and took some of them to make sugar potions , but it did not condense into hard candy or soft candy after cooling down for a long time.

  He became intrigued, experimented with Honeydukes' candy recipe, and ended up with the Antidote Gummy that Ackley just ate.

   "What did you feed Ackley just now?"

  Pomona was startled by the voice coming from behind, and when she turned around, she found that it was the Weasley twins.

   "What are you doing here? It's class time!" Pomona poked her waist angrily.

   "We found something recently," said George or Fred.

   "When there was a Professor Sprout giving a class in the Greenhouse," said Fred or George.

   "There's another activity elsewhere in the school," said George or Fred.

   "Like Hermione in third year," said Fred or George "but we found out later that she used a Time-Turner, are you using it now?"

  Pomona decided to give the two boys some "hush money".

   "It's a nectar," said Pomona. "You can ask Professor Snape how it's made."

   "Don't you know?" The two answered together.

   “I just know how to eat.”

   "As she said." Snape's oily voice came from behind the twins. "What are you two doing here?"

  Fred and George, instead of being afraid of Snape like most kids, or fighting against him like Harry, were sweetly flattering, like two magpies.

  Pomona had a substitute teacher who drank Polyjuice Potion. She wondered how Severus could sneak out during class time. Could it be that he also used a Time-Turner?

   Immediately afterwards, she left the corridor of the medical wing without the three of them noticing.

  She didn't go back directly to the cellar, but went to the auditorium, and Filch just came out with a broom, chanting as usual.

  Pomona waited for him to leave before pushing open the door of the auditorium. Because it was daytime, the candles did not float above the auditorium. Only the Goblet of Fire was still placed in front of the teacher's bench, quietly burning with a blue flame.

  She approached it and stood about four or five steps away.

  When Sirius' soul was sucked out by the dementor, it emitted a blue-white light, which was very similar to the flame of the Goblet of Fire at the moment. It's just that compared with the burning flame, the human soul is as insignificant as a spark, which will be extinguished and turned into ashes in an instant.

  She took out a glass bottle from her velvet pocket, which contained a kindling bush that had been incinerated by the dragon fire, and then took out a bottle containing water of unknown origin that she had extracted from the cave.

There is an anti-theft waterfall in Gringotts. Whether it is disguise or drinking compound decoction, it will lose its effect if it is drenched by the water of the waterfall. There is also the river of Wangchuan that makes the forgetting potion. Few people know where their source is .

  Pomona regretted it a bit. She should have continued walking with Hagrid that day to see the huge waterfall in the cave, but she had other things to do now.

  She placed the two materials on the ground, then pointed her wand at them, causing the ashes and water to float from the bottle and fly towards the Goblet of Fire.

  Feliwei said that the Goblet of Fire seems to be a kind of alchemy tool, although now it is used as a referee to decide who is the "champion" who is eligible to participate in the Triwizard Tournament.

  When it has made a decision, it will turn into a red flame, and then "spit" it out, and there are burnt marks around every piece of parchment.

   "Do you think the formula is right?"

   Just as the water and ashes were about to be poured into the Goblet of Fire, Albus said suddenly.

  He is standing by the staff entrance.

"I…"

   "You hired a substitute for this?" Albus asked, staring at the Goblet of Fire.

   “It’s the only time when no one is in the auditorium,” Pomona said.

   "No other reason?" Albus asked.

  Pomona hesitated.

   "What are you doing at night?" Albus asked again.

   "I'm modifying the Mountain-Moving Charm," Pomona said.

   Albus turned his gaze to Pomona, his blue eyes the same color as the flames of the Goblet of Fire.

   "Come to my office tonight."

   "Yes, Principal."

   "Put them away now," said Albus. "There are daytime things to do during the day."

  Pomona immediately returned the ashes and water to the glass bottle, Albus nodded, then turned and left, the star robe rustling on the ground.

  Pomona watched him leave, and put the glass bottle back into the flannel pocket.

  As soon as she stood up, she suddenly hiccupped.

  She had a premonition that the Polyjuice Potion was about to expire, so she trotted away from the auditorium.

  Actually, apart from night excursions, skipping classes is also against school rules, so even in the daytime, she still feels nervous and afraid of being caught.

  Later she thought, hey, she is already a teacher, why should she be afraid?

  The moment she stopped running, a hand reached out in the darkness, grabbed her, and brought her in.

  The black cloak billowed like thick smoke, and the smell of sage reminded her of the burning flames of the centaur divination. When she woke up from the trance, she found that she was not in the Forbidden Forest, but in the broom.

   "What did you go to the auditorium for?"

   he said in a hypnotic low voice.

  She didn't want to answer this question, she hooked his neck and continued the kiss just now.

   This is what she did at night, and it was obviously not working tonight, so she wanted to make up for it during the day.

  But the break between classes is only 10 minutes, what is this time enough for?

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  Bone of the father, flesh of the servant, blood of the enemy.

   These were the last three ingredients added to Voldemort's resurrection potion, and everyone was so focused on his "reappearance" that no one noticed the Portkey that was used once and then thrown aside.

  Imagine that the maze is a giant octopus. If the head is cut off, the claws will not "die" immediately, but continue to twist with muscle memory, as if it is still alive.

   But this kind of "living" will not last long, and it will eventually remain motionless.

  After the soprano finished singing, Di Boer took his cello to the stage again. There were still no ballet dancers or opera singers, but the audience seemed to have gotten used to this form of performance, and gradually quieted down, waiting for the sound of the piano.

   That very night, Albus gave Pomona a number of documents in French, which he didn't say were Nicolas's legacy.

   In fact, his cursed hand may still be saved. Although the Hufflepuff Gold Cup, which can make all potions, has been made into a Horcrux, the Goblet of Fire is still in the principal's office.

  But he spent most of the year traveling, with the purpose of finding the cave where the Horcrux was hidden, and he was always in such a hurry when he came back, and left after finishing his affairs.

  Finally he found the place and drank the potion in the basin that made him miserable, even though he knew it might be poisonous.

  As for the Inferi, which are difficult for Harry to deal with, he drives them away with "Vulcan Make a Way", which can be completely destroyed if he is serious about dealing with them.

   But it wasn't these monsters that Harry was going to face in the end.

When everything is over, life returns to peace, without so many adventures and horrors, then they have time to calm down and think, read books, Severus found in the book of potions written by Sigismund Batch clue.

This potion genius lives alone on the island of Hemetra. He originally planned to make an antidote to prevent them from coming to the island every autumn, but the first version made the foxes burn and burn the plants on the island. It was all on fire, and even when Pomona and the others arrived on the island, it was a desolate place, not without a blade of grass, but with few tall trees.

   There are still residents on the island. They built houses with wood. According to the traces left by their lives, it seems that they fled to the island during the spread of the Black Death.

If the timber had been brought in from somewhere else, that place might not have been so isolated, especially since Butch wrote in his diary that when he became handsome because of drinking beauty potions, there were young women rowing to the island. He also turned a Muggle neighbor into a taciturn monk with a "laughing potion".

   It was only in modern times that it became a deserted island, and only children from orphanages would be taken to the island for "vacation".

   What really inspired Severus was the seventh chapter of "The Book of Potions". In addition to telling about Felicia, that chapter also told the story of a wizard orphan. The Dark Lord is so obsessed with the number "seven", maybe there is some connection.

  If Voldemort knew Harry was his seventh Horcrux, why did he use Avada Kedavra to destroy him?

If he hadn't known, as Albus said, that he had created it by accident, then Voldemort would have made new Horcruxes in order to make up seven, unless he felt that his soul had reached its limit and could no longer be divided. up. Then all he has to do is to remember where the Horcrux went.

  Pomona believed that the seventh horcrux was Peter Pedilu's silver prosthetic hand, which formed from the void like a summoning object, perfect for attaching something.

This is different from the situation of Quirrell. Quirrell is the real body. If the soul is compared to a flame, the instinct of the flame is to expand, from sparks to prairie fires. A body can only accommodate one soul. When Voldemort's face appears on the When Quirrell's head was back, Quirrell's body was about to collapse, and there was a rotten stench that needed onions to cover up.

  When Pomona found Peter, he fell in the snow and smelled badly all over. She thought he was wandering for too long.

  The hand wanted to execute Peter because his conscience found out that he didn't kill Harry, and Harry forgave him.

  Hartore told her not to forgive unforgivable people casually. Although Voldemort's wand was used, it was Wormtail who cast the death curse on Cedric.

George and Fred are very short of money, and Ludo Bagman owes money and won't pay it back. There is another way they got the bird snake eggshell, which is to mortgage it for money, so that they can have the start-up capital to open the store up.

  It is possible that they "didn't think so much" and extracted the substance in the eggshell of the bird and snake out of curiosity, but they didn't add this substance to the skipping sugar and swallowed it like other medicines.

  Severus said they were smart people, so how could they drink ageing potions, try to cheat the age line, and grow white beards as a result?

  In the end, they accepted the money that Harry sponsored them. It was the bonus of the Triwizard Tournament. Maybe they thought so. If they can participate, they must be the champions.

  Pomona really wants to see, if they really succeed, there is only one "champion" but they have two, will they have another fight in the auditorium then?

  At this time, Di Boer pulled the strings and played a cheerful song with the cello. This piece does not reflect the deep and melancholy tone of the cello, but it is suitable for a group of leprechauns to dance...

   Is he a court musician, or is he taking the wrong medicine?

  The rest of the audience probably didn't have the same idea as hers. They listened happily to this piece, with smiles on their faces, their legs shaking subconsciously, and they almost stood up and danced.

  (end of this chapter)