Chapter 1016 Divine Comedy World

She was lying in a mist. The ground was flat and lukewarm, like an artificial construction.

She sat up and checked her body. She was not injured. Then she stood up and looked around. There was a blooming umbrella-shaped flower above her head. It was cultivated in Greenhouse No. 3 of Hogwarts.

, out of her personal hobby, she raised this tropical plant together with mandrake seedlings.

There is no soil on the roof. It has roots growing in the air like a tropical orchid and absorbs moisture by absorbing water mist in the air. Therefore, the greenhouse needs to be kept moist all year round.

Young mandrakes are harmless, just like young Fenrir, Blast-Ended Skrewts, and Voldemort.

But as they grow bigger and bigger, they gradually turn into monsters, and it becomes extremely difficult to eliminate them, and many people pay the price for this.

Their sacrifice must not be in vain.

So the great lover Mr. Snape chose to go to death with her, but he messed up in the end and forgot to sting her with the basilisk's fangs.

"How long do I have to wait?" she said a little tiredly, but it was strange that the ghost suddenly felt tired.

"Who are you waiting for?"

Pomona followed the voice and looked over. The speaker was Albus Dumbledore.

He still wore the terrifying star robe, still had long silver hair and beard, curved nose, blue eyes hidden behind semi-circular glasses, everything was the same as before.

"Students who let you down," she said.

"There are many people who disappoint me. Which one are you talking about?"

She didn't dare to say his name, as if he was as scary as the mysterious man.

"You are afraid of him and you are waiting for him. Sometimes I really don't understand what the witches are thinking?"

"Why are you here? Albus, are you waiting for someone too?" Pomona asked.

"Where are we now?"

"Hogwarts Greenhouse Three."

The old fool raised his eyebrows, "Every time other people's heads amaze me."

"This is my world, even though I'm not an alchemist."

"I seem to rarely come to your greenhouse as a guest."

"That's because you usually stay in the principal's office."

"Is this why you chose to have a tryst there?"

"Oh, don't mention it." She covered her face and said with shame.

"There are seven greenhouses in Hogwarts, why did you choose this one?"

"Greenhouse No. 7 is too dangerous." She said anxiously.

Dumbledore looked at her with a smile.

"Because you have special memories of this greenhouse, right? You two had a great time working together."

"You're happy too." She said expressionlessly.

"If you want the young eagle to learn to fly, you must let go. But after all, we are running a school founded by humans, not cruel nature. Necessary protective measures are still needed."

Pomona looked at him and shook her head.

He can play tricks on others in such a high-sounding way, no wonder others say he has a clever tongue.

"When someone is with you, time won't feel so long," Dumbledore said.

"It's better." She said with some disappointment. It would be better if it was Severus who was chatting with her at this moment.

"I thought you and Severus were just friends, like Minerva and Filius."

"It would be possible if Severus was as short as Filius." She looked around again, "Where is Voldemort?"

"He left," Albus said.

"What? That's wrong..."

"Losing his body will make him very weak and he needs to rest for a period of time. The last time he rested, he rested for eleven years. After all, something unexpected happened at that time. In order to make the same mistakes again, he made preparations when he returned to human form. This time he rested for six years."

"So, it's over?"

"I don't think so." Dumbledore said happily, "You taught him something, something that even I didn't think of. When he understands it, he will no longer be the Dark Lord, and there is no need to destroy him.

"

"I don't think I'm that great."

"Love or kindness, which one do you think is more powerful?"

"Well……"

"Tom grew up in an environment that lacked kindness, but the Muggle orphanage was actually not that bad. The lady dean did her best to take care of the orphans, and she was not yelled around by her relatives like Harry. In the past

Tom can't feel it. Kindness has amazing power and is enough to change us. There is no doubt that we will live better in a world full of kindness. However, the view that human nature is only good or only evil is wrong and dangerous.

, I have made mistakes before. I once said that the harm caused by indifference and neglect is often more severe than outright disgust. I actually don’t care much about the people in this school. As you said, I am in the office.

I stayed there for too long and cared too much about things that a principal shouldn’t care about, so I didn’t notice the changes in the people around me.”

"Don't say that, Albus."

"Understanding is the first step to acceptance. Only after acceptance can you truly recover. The Dark Lord is recovering. He no longer cares about others fearing or praising him."

"Is this what he wants? To be praised?"

"Tom, like most people, cannot resist sweet talk, even if he is a wizard with extraordinary powers."

Pomona felt like she had been struck by lightning.

"The world is huge, but the defenses we can do are extremely limited. Although an undefended heart can send out a lot of good intentions, it is also easy to be exploited. The Gray Lady lowered her guard against Tom and allowed him to be pulled.

Winclaw's crown, this is why the Defense Against the Dark Arts class is so important. It not only teaches defense against dark magic, but also because this class teaches children how to protect themselves and how to view the world. When Lily died, too

She is young, and her way of looking at problems is too absolute..."

"You are different from her. You also accepted werewolves and Death Eaters."

"But I am disgusted with Severus, and he feels this too. Young people cannot understand the thoughts and feelings of their elders, but if old people forget what they were like when they were young, they are also at fault... I once forgot that I too

"You are too young." Albus said sadly, "I also said this to Harry. People say that time will heal everything, but I feel that it has made me forget and ignore many things."

"One hundred and fifty years is a long time, Albus."

"Is that so?" He asked with a smile, "Have you ever heard of the story of Huang Liang Yimeng?"

"Of course I know."

"The scholar spent his whole life in a dream. When he woke up, he found that the cook's pastries were not ready yet. There is an Indian myth. A man asked Krishna, the cowherd, to let him see the illusion. He fell in love with a woman.

Marry a woman, have children, work, and become rich. Later, he experiences bankruptcy and disaster. Just when he is about to be killed by a flood, the Cow God appears. God tells him that everything you experience is just a moment, time.

"The flow is an illusion full of magic. We all lack a clear concept of eternity. Astronomers and physicists seem to think that time is measurable."

"Isn't it?"

"When you look at a clock, do you see the passage of time, or do you see mechanical movement? What is the difference between a fast and a slow tempo in a song? This is a psychological effect, my dear, when you sit on the train

Above, looking at the scenery outside the window flying by, you may feel that time is passing quickly, but the scenery you see may be as false as the weather displayed by the window of the Ministry of Magic office. When the time turner starts to rotate,

The scenery around you will move backwards quickly, and you will hear the ticking sound of the clock, which is different from the slow sound of the pendulum in the clock tower."

"What do you mean?"

"The dance isn't over yet, you should go back." Albus waved goodbye to her, "The clock hasn't rang at 12 o'clock yet."

Now she was completely confused. At the same time, the fog began to become thicker and thicker, and Albus's figure became thinner and thinner.

Not long after, she opened her eyes again, and a strong smell of rust filled her nostrils.

She didn't feel any pain. Falling from a high altitude would definitely hurt her whole body, but she didn't. Then in the next second, her face passionately kissed the earth, and her face hit the cold and hard ground, which hurt her so much.

"Ouch" was heard.

There was the sound of another heavy object falling to the ground next to her. She looked in that direction, and it was Severus. He seemed to be alive and kicking, and his too pale face was glowing white at the bottom of the dimly lit sinkhole.

It looks more like a ghost.

"You said you would help me rescue Master Regulus."

A gloomy, bullfrog-like sound sounded from behind a moss-covered stone, and then Pomona saw a pair of bony fingers appear on the edge of the stone.

"You are not trustworthy."

"Kreacher?" Pomona asked.

"Did you do it just now?" Severus asked.

Pomona looked up at the sky. The sinkhole was not a super shaft, but an irregular triangle. The areas where sunlight shone in were covered with green plants. Only a small passage could be seen on the exposed limestone surface.

The so-called rust smell is not really caused by rust, but the smell emanating from the soil here. It seems to be soaked in blood, and after a while, your hands will be filled with the smell of blood.

In the Middle Ages, theodicy was the core of Christian philosophy, and its main task was to clearly distinguish God from evil.
To be continued...