Pomona's understanding of the Muggle world was mainly taught by Lily Evans, but she did not teach in the classroom, but took her to play around in London during the summer vacation. During this period, the squib parade was taking place in the wizarding world.

In the pure-blood turmoil, facing the rise of the powerful Voldemort, Eugenina can solve the problem of Squibs but cannot deal with Voldemort, a handsome, elegant, knowledgeable and ambitious man.

His smile was so charming that even Pomona's heart skipped a beat after seeing it.

There are many, many photos of what Hermione called "models" in Muggle London. Their skin is tanned, they look healthy, and they have white teeth like the idiot Lockhart, and they wear all the clothes.

He wore very little hair, showing off his figure. Voldemort never smiled that much. He asked the servants to kneel on the ground and kiss his robe. No one was willing to do it when he had a snake face, but if he changed to that

With his handsome face, anyone who is qualified to kiss his robe will consider it a gift.

His fingers are very suitable for plucking the strings of the harp, and he only needs a slight touch to produce heart-stopping tunes.

His lips were suitable for chanting ancient spells. Anyway, Pomona still didn't understand how the Death Eaters' flying technique worked.

His skin is fair, as if he doesn't need the sun, and his gauze-like robe is like the morning mist.

It's just that his eyes are not the color that normal people should have. There is a red light flashing in the bottom of the eyes. If you look at them for a long time, you will feel a sense of fear arising spontaneously, making people tremble all over.

Without using Legilimency, Pomona could look into Severus's eyes all day long, trying to figure out what was going on in his mind with her simple brain. But forget Voldemort's words, she just

If you want to escape from him, stay as far away from him as possible. His handsome appearance is just a disguise. He is a very terrible person, although he is actually very sad.

Pomona Sprout is already in her forties. It is not surprising that she wears clothes from the 1970s at her age. Women of this age have lost their charm, while men have just begun to show their charm. Mature middle-aged people

The attraction to little girls is different from that of young boys who rely on their muscles to attract girls. After Hermione took Pomona into the "mall", they all went to ones that looked very expensive at first sight and sold "gentlemen's" clothes.

clothes.

Most of the items sold in these stores were low-key colors such as black and gray. Even the sweaters had nothing to do with reindeer. Looking at the clothes on the wooden figures, Pomona suddenly understood why the sweaters she knitted were hidden.

Already.

"Dumbledore ruined my taste." She shook her head and raised her forehead. Perhaps she had seen too many of Dumbledore's colorful wizard robes, and she herself had become "colorful".

"I think your clothes are very nice and retro." Hermione looked at Pomona's clothes and said, "At least you are not like other wizards, walking around in pajamas on the street."

"This is Chanel." Pomona said proudly, "It will never go out of style."

"You said you almost became Harry's godmother. Was it Harry's mother who taught you how to wear Muggle clothes?"

"Yes, and Mrs. Evans, she often takes us shopping."

"Can you tell me about her?" Hermione looked at Pomona and said, "I know you might be uncomfortable, but I want to know something different from what's in the magazine."

"Those stories are all made up. Lily, like you, is also a Gryffindor lioness. Severus once raised a thorny child, which was killed by a Slytherin boy. She almost rushed to

Duel with those pure-blood nobles in the Slytherin cellars."

"What?" Hermione exclaimed in surprise.

"Which surprises you more, that Severus has pets or that Lily is not gentle at all?"

"This is nothing like what Lupine said."

"Lupin was also a predator before. He likes to joke a lot. Why aren't you curious at all about what Severus looks like holding a hedgehog?"

"Yeah, why didn't I think of that, hedgehog?" Hermione suddenly realized.

"He's a hedgehog. He looks like a hedgehog, but he's also suspicious. He messes up other people's gardens when he's in a bad mood."

"Lupine was talking about you, wasn't he?" Hermione said with a knowing smile.

"He might want Harry to have a feminine mother." Pomona sighed, "Harry is as courageous as his mother."

"All the children of Hufflepuff's age stayed after the Battle of Hogwarts. You were brave too, Pomona."

"How about this one?" Pomona chose a gray woolen coat and showed it to Hermione.

"I often see a lady in the kitchen washing dishes with Molly. She has gray hair like you." Hermione looked at Pomona and said, "Sirius calls her Knox."

Pomona put the gray dress back. The color reminded her of Sirius's eyes, as gray as ashes. "Harry and Ron ate in the room and never thought of taking the plates off, thanks to the

There you are, Hermione."

"He likes to look at you very much. Have you never paid attention to his gaze?"

"I married Severus Snape, Hermione. It's just like you didn't choose Victor and chose Ron instead. Let's not talk about this topic."

Pomona once again chose to escape.

"If you ignored him, Sirius wouldn't be so close to Harry, and at least Harry wouldn't be so sad when he left." Hermione, like Lily, loved to protect her friends, and Pomona suddenly felt like she was dating.

It's not a good idea for her to go shopping.

"I'm tired from walking around, let's sit down for a while." Hermione said a little tiredly, "I'll feel better if I eat something sweet."

So they went from shopping for clothes to an ice cream shop next door. After ordering their own desserts, they found a deserted corner and sat down.

"You know I used to plan to free the house elves, but now I feel that if a house elf helps me, I won't be so tired." Hermione said weakly while eating chocolate ice cream. "I didn't know that a house elf could help."

So much housework.”

"Not every elf is like Kreacher, Hermione." Pomona said helplessly, "Not only does it not help, it also causes trouble. Molly can't do it alone."

"I just don't want to do housework anymore." Hermione said angrily, "Don't you find it annoying?"

Pomona understood that Hermione was not depressed because of Sirius's problem, but because of Molly and her life as a housewife.

"I can't fight, although I have taught many students who can fight." Pomona said after taking a bite of mint ice cream, "Everyone has their own division of labor, and I am very suitable for that position."

"Ron can't help at all. I really doubt whether marrying him was the right thing to do." Hermione looked at the void and shook her head.

"He returned to Harry for you and used Gryffindor's sword to destroy Voldemort's Horcrux."

"This is the greatest thing he has done in his life, isn't it? He has mentioned it many times." Hermione poked it as hard as she had a grudge against the ice cream.

"Have you ever thought about letting him join the Aurors, with Harry?" Pomona asked. "You enter the Department of Legal Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic."

Hermione stopped poking at the ice cream.

"I have plans for your future, Hermione Granger, your legal father. Arthur Weasley's Muggle Protection Act is fundamentally wrong. Muggles do not need protection. I believe in a

Bombers can blow up the wizarding world to the sky. Arthur is a family man, and he is suitable to stay at home. You and Ron are both young, so don't stay at home anymore."

"How should I start?" Hermione no longer resisted the question and asked seriously.

"Have you ever heard of Minister Tea Boy, Leonard Spencer Moon?"

"Yes." Hermione nodded, "He and Winston Churchill are said to be good friends."

"You have to start from the bottom, especially because you are a Muggle and a woman. Can you endure hardship?"

"As long as I'm not asked to do housework."

"Politics and housework are the same. They both need to be 'organized' and find order in chaos. I don't know exactly how to deal with it. Severus will teach you when the time comes." She took another bite of mint ice cream.

"Very few people eat mint ice cream. It tastes like toothpaste." Hermione looked at Pomona's ice cream and suddenly laughed weirdly.

"Have you ever had a euphoria? Add a peppermint at the end to create a feeling of happiness, albeit short-lived."

"Can you teach me how to match?"

"I don't know, I'm not very good at potions, but you can come to St. Mungo's, they are promoting the Joy Potion there."

"You're not good at potions, how come you married a potions professor?" Hermione asked in confusion.

"Herbs are the basis of potions, and they can't live without me." Pomona said proudly, "Why did you doze off when you were squeezing the sap from the knotweed tree in the greenhouse that day, Granger?"

"Do you remember?" Hermione was even more surprised, after all, it was seven years ago.

"How could I not notice that an outstanding student like you was sleeping in class? It was because you were asleep that Harry smashed the burl on my head." Pomona looked at her expressionlessly and said.

"But you don't look angry at all."

"No, I'm so angry that I almost turned Hogwarts into Malfoy Manor."

On the second day of Halloween, the Daily Prophet and various weekly magazines published the terrifying magical plant manor, ensuring that even housewives noticed it, and those who questioned the Malfoy family shut their mouths.

"After you finish shopping for clothes, come with me to find a movie theater. I want to find one that shows old movies."

"Yes, Headmaster." Hermione said obediently, and then stuffed a big mouthful of chocolate ice cream into her mouth, no longer showing the sovereignty she had just now.

"Call me Pomona." Headmaster Hufflepuff smiled sweetly and said, "We are friends now, Hermione."

"Why do you look so much like Umbridge?" Hermione looked at her in horror.

"That's because she's a real politician, and you have a lot to learn, honey." Pomona took a big mouthful of mint-flavored ice cream and looked at the little Gryffindor lioness with an expression on her face.
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