In the 1970s, the most popular dance in the Muggle world was called disco, which comes from the French discothèque, which refers to those dance halls that play recorded dance music. Disco music alternately induces the inner rhythm impulse of the human body with exaggerated intensity.

The dance steps are more free and can be displayed according to personality. DISCO already existed before World War I, but it was not as crazy at that time as it is now.

"Let's dance together! Goragon!"

After finding the radio in the preparation room of Greenhouse No. 1, Lily started to dance disco. She called it dancing, but Pomona didn't think so at all.

"Would you like to dance too, Severus?"

The greasy-haired Slytherin boy gave them a cold look and continued to sit by the window sill reading the book Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them.

"You don't seem to have a pet yet, right?" Pomona asked. Lily also had a fat orange cat.

"My father is not allowed to keep them." Severus said while flipping through the book, "Besides, I don't want ordinary animals as pets."

"Then what do you want?" Rather than dancing like crazy with Lily, she wanted to talk to him about magical animals.

"Can you give it to me?" He said with a sneer, not taking it seriously at all.

"I think so." Pomona looked at him seriously. "I know a lot of friends."

The thin boy with a big nose raised his head under the warm sunshine and looked at her in surprise, a smile gradually appeared on his cold face.

"Stop." She pushed away the sweaty man.

"You know I won't stop." The beast, who had just finished exercising and was radiating heat all over his body and showing his muscles, smiled and pressed his half-Veela wife on the sofa.

The sunshine in Godric's Hollow was as warm as the warm autumn sun that day, but the boy had become middle-aged. He actually looked like Tobia, but Pomona felt that she would not be happy if she told him.

He wishes he looked more like Irene.

"If you keep doing this, I will get pregnant again sooner or later." She prayed sadly. She really felt that now was not a good time to get pregnant.

Saying this triggered bad memories in him, and he immediately became serious.

The witch was very weak when she was pregnant and could not recover even two or three years after giving birth. Now is a critical period of change. She doesn't want to be a burden to him. I don't know if there will be a chance in the future. After all, she is not human. Her appearance

My age has not changed much.

She felt that Hagrid had changed a bit, and maybe she herself changed very slowly, so she didn't notice it.

"Do you remember that night?" His current angle made her very uncomfortable. Pomona could only tighten her neck. Maybe he had seen her double chin.

"Of course." There was a smile on his face again. "It was a magical night."

"Just like that time, you can do whatever you want, as long as you don't take the last step."

In fact, she thought it might be because he was indifferent and didn't know what to do next, but she couldn't say such things.

Men's self-esteem is extremely fragile. For the sake of the continuation of the race, women, lie.

"I knew you still remembered." He came over and said proudly, "Do you like it very much and want to do it again?"

"Professor, the two of us wrote an innocent children's book into an adult magazine. Don't you feel guilty?" She punched his chest hard, and because it felt so good, she couldn't help but hit him again. "Think about those...

Leave the child to our parents!”

"They left their children to us and stayed with their children for two months during the summer vacation. Who do you think is more irresponsible!" The Hungarian tree peaks started to burst into flames when this issue was mentioned. "Especially during the winter vacation, those children

The hotel is full."

Harry Potter was an innocent boy. He only kissed girls at school. That little bastard Draco had already tasted the forbidden fruit.

Wizards have a laissez-faire attitude towards this kind of behavior. Getting married early and having children can maintain the continuation of the race. Now many purebloods have disappeared, but the problem is that many couples will not get together in the end. Those witches who are pregnant with children will have a hard time.

Already.

During the winter vacation, teachers can't control students' behavior outside of school, and parents don't know what their children are doing in school. This is when various problems arise.

It may be that a girl is pregnant, or it may be that a boy has joined a pure-blood party such as Death Eaters. Other parents can wait until their children have passed puberty to return to normal life, but theirs have been living in this hell, wavering.

Mona thought of how she had spent more than twenty years of her life in this way, and suddenly felt that it was a miracle that she did not go crazy.

"Are you worried that Slughorn can't control those pure-blood students?" Severus asked.

"A little bit." She held his face and said, "He's not as grumpy as you."

"Damn it." He lost all interest now and sat up directly. "Old Slug's academic ability is good, but he is too mercenary and you can't rely on him."

He lost interest and Pomona tried to seduce him instead, drawing circles on his arm with her fingernails.

"Relax and come to me."

"You really are an evil witch, and I'm thinking about something serious."

"You can relax and think at the same time. Inspiration may suddenly strike you." She pulled him over and said, "Relax a little, you've been stretched for a long time."

He lay on top of her, as if he had no strength left in his body.

"I hate those stupid kids."

She's not annoying, she's just stupid, Pomona thought.

"Why do they always make stupid choices."

"Butterbeer," she said suddenly, "I haven't had butterbeer from Hogsmeade for a long time. Do you still remember the first time I took you out for a drink?"

"The time you left Honey Baron?"

"That's when you and Lily both had that kind of mustache on your lips when you drank for the first time." She put a finger on her lips.

"You also want to trick us into eating cockroach balls. That stuff is really disgusting. Why would you do that?" Severus looked disgusted and confused.

"That's tradition." Originally, the cockroach group was meant to tease people, but unknowingly it became a kind of candy.

"What about the jelly slugs?"

"Weren't you not fooled?"

"Lily almost ate it, oh, I thought of Ron Weasley again." The former dean of Slytherin looked like he couldn't look back on the past. The red-haired Ron had the same hair color as Lily. He was originally going to

Cursed Draco, the wand broke into two pieces, and then...

"Are you deliberately not unspelling him or do you not know how?" Pomona asked.

"You saw it, why didn't you give it to him?" Severus asked.

"I found it interesting to see him reaping the consequences of his own misfortune." In fact, she was also afraid of getting angry, because if she tried to break the curse on him, she would spit out slugs herself.

"If I told you that it was very interesting to see Mary in the same dormitory as Lily being tortured by Death Eaters, would you think I was a bad person?" He suddenly said.

“In this turbulent era and environment, if you accidentally say the wrong thing while still alive, you may die. Being alive is a gift, so every word and deed, every move must be careful and cautious.

Be nice, I don't like Mary's big, self-righteous mouth either."

"That movie called The Godfather again?"

"Yes, that's right, but I think Mary should be taught a lesson. The Death Eaters' methods have gone too far. You shouldn't be happy."

"So, what should we do to be happy?" he asked casually and with other intentions.

"Let's go watch a movie." She deliberately pretended to be stupid. "You take a shower first."

"We'll talk later." He pressed forward again, "Let me warm your cold heart first."

As her hot breath gradually suffocated her sanity, she thought vaguely before she sank in. Maybe she should ask the Muggle radio station to stop playing the song "Don't Stop" by the Rolling Stones. She really wanted to stop and stay.

In that most beautiful time of youth, one never grows up, but children will eventually become adults, and the man rubbing against her at the moment is no longer the young man who can be happy just because of a pet prick.
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