Chapter 1020 Keys to Getting Started

In modern people's common sense, there are nine planets in the Solar System. From nearest to farthest from the sun, they are Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune, and Pluto.

But in the Middle Ages, especially before the heliocentric theory was popularized, the seven planets referred to the seven planets in medieval astrology, namely the sun, the moon, Mercury, Venus, Mars, Jupiter, and Saturn.

Astrologers after Ptolemy believed that each planet had essentially a mixture of two attributes.

The essential active energy of the sun is heat, and to a certain extent dryness.

Most of the moon's energy makeup is cold and wet.

Saturn's attributes are mainly cold and moderately dry.

The nature of Mars is mainly dry and burning.

Jupiter is both hot and humid. Although it is not as hot as Mars and the Sun, it is more hot than humid.

Venus has the same energy and moderate qualities as Jupiter, but in the opposite way.

Ptolemy was a famous wizard, and he was featured in the chocolate picture.

He is a mathematician, astronomer, geographer and astrologer. If the labyrinth around the altar is really the planetary orbit mentioned by Voldemort, it is not an easy task.

When ancient people observed the stars, they regarded the sky as a spherical surface, and the stars moved on the spherical surface. Observers used astrolabes to conduct astronomical measurements.

The astrolabe can be used to locate and predict the positions of the sun, moon, Venus, Mars and other stars.

The sun represents self, the moon represents woman, Mercury represents thought, Venus represents harmony, and so on.

It's fine for the drunkard to enter the maze. It may be that he didn't trigger the defensive magic of the maze at all, and the two of them were going to get the Sun Gold, assuming it was really there. The ancient alchemist was not like Pomona for the Triwizard Tournament.

The players let go. If it was really that simple, the treasure would have been taken away long ago.

"Ah! It's so difficult!" She held her head and wailed, but Severus ignored her at all.

He was sitting by the bed, holding a large book called "On Gold", which seemed very difficult just by looking at the title.

The dining table where food is placed is all filled with star charts she drew, and the bed where she sleeps has many ancient books spread out.

In addition to Hermetic alchemy, Horus alchemy was also popular in ancient times.

Alchemy was not Pomona's area of ​​expertise, and she couldn't help with that, just as Severus wasn't as good at astrology as she was, so he couldn't help her either.

"I miss Albus Dumbledore," she lamented.

"Don't always think about relying on others, your brain will get rusty if you don't use it anymore."

"Oh, that's it." Pomona hammered her head, "No wonder I feel stuck."

He raised his eyelids and glanced at her.

"Did you hear what you said?"

"Give me a refreshing drug." She begged desperately.

"That thing can't help you." The Potions Professor refused ruthlessly, "Don't be like the little troll before the exam and seek medical treatment in a hurry."

"Think about why Mengnes built such a maze." Voldemort asked condescendingly. "Does he want to be like a pharaoh and not want to be disturbed, or does he want future generations to inherit his legacy."

"Yes!" Pomona suddenly realized.

"What else did you think of?"

"Do you remember Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets? Why did Salazar Slytherin set up that Chamber of Secrets and guard it with a basilisk."

"Do you think this maze was built for the same purpose as the Chamber of Secrets?"

"Don't overcomplicate things, Severus. If Mongenius Hagrid is really the ancestor of Rubeus Hagrid, then Rubeus Hagrid may have some kind of special voice, similar to Parseltongue."

With the ability, you can freely enter the maze."

"Does it count to crossbreed two unrelated species? And otherworldly stupidity."

Since Hagrid always said that Slytherin was a place for dark wizards and bad guys, Pomona declined to comment.

"He has a knack for magical beasts, something even Kettleburn can't do like him." Pomona shook her head gently. "Poor old Kettleburn, he's been on probation for sixty-two years."

salary."

"So?" he asked in a long, pretentious tone.

"We're bringing Hagrid here!"

"No!"

Severus rejected her as soon as she finished speaking.

"why not?"

"What are you going to tell him? Dear Mr. Hagrid, I would like to ask you a favor. Please take out the sun gold left by your ancestors so that you can make a time turner and resurrect the Dark Lord!?"

"Severus is right," Voldemort said in her mind, "I don't think it's a good idea to bring a half-giant here."

"He is the last heir of the Hagrid family, Merlin's beard." She started to spin in circles with anxiety. Hagrid dropped out of school, and although he had a good heart, he really didn't have a bright mind. Voldemort used a dragon egg to kill him.

Revealed the secret of keeping the three-headed hellhound quiet.

Not only does he have a bad mind, but he is also lax in his speech. The key is that it is difficult to use the Oblivion Curse on him. Giants have high magic resistance. Otherwise, gargoyles would not be used against them in the Battle of Hogwarts.

"The people who are good at dealing with giants are centaurs." Voldemort reminded again, "I heard that they are very good at astrology."

"Yes, Centaur." Pomona murmured again.

"What are you doing with the horses?"

"Horses are good at astrology, if we..."

"Same question, how do you convince them to help us?" Severus closed the tome with a bang.

"There are no other centaurs in this place. They can move here." Pomona recalled the bright scenery of the Alps she saw during the day.

"You'd better not act rashly." Severus said, "This involves many issues. The relationship between the Ministry of Magic and the centaurs is very tense at the moment."

"This won't work, that won't work either, what should we do?" She was spinning in circles anxiously. "Too many clues have been destroyed."

"Muggles like to set fires. This is really a bad habit." Severus said bitterly.

"At least we should collect materials from the monsters before burning them." Voldemort also said regretfully.

"That's right, Warcraft!" She patted her head again. "Slytherin's basilisk only listens to the mysterious man's words. If Hagrid's ancestors wanted the hybrid Warcraft to only listen to the orders of his heir, what method would he use."

"Neither the venomous leopard nor the five-legged creature sounds like a good pet," Severus said.

"The basilisk is also not a good pet." Pomona put her hands on her waist and began to think hard, "What clues are there that we have ignored?"

"Don't think about it, you should go back to the hotel." Voldemort said, "If you go missing on the mountain, someone will search the mountain. You have been out for a day."

Pomona took out her pocket watch. The hour hand already pointed to 11 o'clock, and the sky outside was pitch black. It was obvious that this was not morning.

"Gululu." Her stomach rang, and she remembered that she hadn't eaten all day.

Severus waved his wand, and the open books began to sort themselves out, and then he got into a box with seven keyholes. It looked no different from the one carried by the Auror.

"What did you draw?" He took the star chart she drew in his hand and looked at it like he was checking his homework.

"Records of solar eclipses in the past few hundred years," she said listlessly, "and the positions of the seven planets on that day."

He didn't speak, as if he was also thinking about this issue.

"Pack these up and take them away." Severus put the piece of paper back into the pile. "If there are really no clues, let's go to France. The French like to move the books they grabbed back to Paris. Maybe the alchemist

The warlock's notes were also taken back by them."

"I remember there was a slave trader... maybe he took it away."

"Or, they are in the hands of a drunkard. It is already very late. Go back to bed early. You will be busy tomorrow." Voldemort urged again.

"ha."

"What happened?" Severus asked.

"The mysterious man urged us to go back and rest early, just like you and Albus said to the students." She whispered in disbelief, "Has he learned to be considerate?"

Severus's eyes widened, and his expression could be said to be horrifying.

"Have you also turned into a troll?" He tilted his head and looked her up and down, "Or has your brain been eaten?"

Pomona didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Sometimes Severus really looked like Ron Weasley, although he didn't realize it himself.
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