Chapter 174 Disappeared

Fake Mad-Eye Barty Crouch Jr. has been helping Harry pass the Triwizard Tournament. On the surface, he seems like a good guy. Who would have thought that the trophy was actually made into a portkey, and Cedric and Harry were captured together?

After teleporting to the cemetery, Wormtail and the Death Eaters had arranged the things needed for the resurrection ceremony, and then just waited for Harry to fall into the trap.

On the contrary, the "guardian angel" who didn't really want him to win and whose reputation was disgraced in the end was really good to him. It's a pity that Harry likes kind and kind teachers, preferably like Lupine, and Severus Snape

He is the kind of person who makes people hate him and have nothing to do with him. As soon as his face darkens, everyone who sees him will become as dark as him. Only a fool will find something to tease him at this time.

happy.

He is very angry now, but it is still within a controllable range. However, under this kind of intimidation mixed with demonic pressure, no one dares to speak loudly or even breathe loudly. Having dinner with such a person will only

It made people feel sick to their stomachs, and Hermione Granger might regret why she didn't go back to the Burrow for dinner.

"When did you become friends with the dean of St. Mungo's?" Pomona asked bravely. He actually lent him his private banquet room.

"It has nothing to do with you." He said expressionlessly, picked up the crystal glass and took a sip of wine.

Draco glanced at everyone's faces, and then continued to cut the chicken on the plate. Neville was eating potato salad without any distractions, and everything seemed normal.

"Neville, does Lavender live in the castle now?" Pomona turned her eyes to her little angel.

"No, I let her live in the greenhouse, and I paid her a salary to take care of the plants for me." Neville said while chewing, "Her parents are Muggles, and it will cause harm to them if she goes back."

"What happens when she transforms?" Hermione asked.

"Professor McGonagall gave me a box. It's so deep inside that she can't jump out even after she turns into a werewolf."

Pomona had heard about the box that Barty Crouch Jr. used to imprison the real Mad-Eye Moody. How did that kid capture the No. 1 Auror?

"Why don't you put her in the Room of Requirement?" Hermione said sympathetically. "It's just a box. She's not a pet."

"Impossible, the Room of Requirement prohibits magical creatures from entering." The Dark Lord spoke. "Dumbledore planned to let Lupine transform there, but no matter how much he turned around, he couldn't be summoned out, so he let him scream.

Shed transformed.”

"Why?" Miss Know-It-All asked.

"How do I know?" Severus asked with a dark face.

"But werewolves can enter Hogwarts through the Vanishing Cabinet." Draco added, completely ignoring his godfather's livid face.

"Are you dating Lavender? Neville?" Pomona smiled sweetly and changed the subject.

"No, we are friends." Neville said stupidly, "She needs shelter, I can't let her live on the street."

Pomona and Hermione looked at him with admiration. This young man in a sweater was a true knight.

"Then why did you suddenly find that you can't control her?" Severus said with a smile, as if he already had the answer in his heart.

"Her temper is becoming more and more irritable. I don't know why?" Neville said in confusion, "Especially when I talk to students."

"I assume when you say students, you specifically mean female students, right?" Severus said with a smile on his face.

"How do you know?" Neville opened his mouth in surprise.

Everyone, including Draco, was speechless at this slow, round-faced young man.

"A Wilwolf, do you think Hannah Abbott can deal with her?" Severus looked at Pomona's joke in a good mood.

If the next generation of the Longbottom family is a werewolf hybrid, Pomona has no doubt that Mrs. Longbottom will permanently possess her soul on her portrait like Wolfgar, and then issue a curse.

"After dinner, Draco and you Hermione." Pomona was chewing broccoli in a bad mood.

"What about me?" Neville asked.

"You and me," Severus Snape said, "I'll teach you how to fight."

"When they finish practicing, practice your healing spell Draco on Neville." Pomona looked at her godson again, "Did you practice well in the hospital?"

"Yes, godmother." Draco said unhappily.

"And your patrol team. Hermione will practice first. She has to go home at night. You are behind her."

"Why am I busier now than at school?"

"That's because you're too lazy at school. Don't think I haven't seen you and Goyle always bullying the younger students in the corridor." Pomona pointed at his nose with a fork. "That Gryffindor always brought a camera."

My child, why do you always dislike him?"

"Maybe because he is a fan of Harry." Hermione laughed and made sarcastic remarks while eating her food.

"Shut up, Granger." Draco said unruly, "This was all so many years ago."

"Where's your Parseltongue? How's it going?" Pomona continued.

"Where's my rune?" Draco said tit-for-tat.

"Look after your godson." Pomona asked Draco's godfather for help.

"Do you think I have forgiven you?" he said with a smile on his face.

Seeing Pomona's deflated expression, Draco smiled proudly, as if he felt that he had found support.

Pomona had a premonition that he would not leave tonight and that a big prison break would happen soon. Why was he not nervous at all?

For Hufflepuff, who loves to chat and party, this kind of silence is like a prison. Unfortunately, Pomona doesn't dare to mess with him now, and he is still angry.

The pure friendship between a man and a woman is like a beautiful dream. Even Hermione and Ron got together. She seemed to be too naive in the past.

"Granger, can Charlie deliver the dragon on time?" Severus asked suddenly.

Pomona instantly understood that Severus was going to spray those werewolves with dragon fire.

She suddenly felt compassion for the werewolves who wanted to attack Azkaban. The last time they besieged Hogwarts, they encountered a basilisk. In the future, they would see that the reptiles would leave a shadow.

"He said it was okay," Hermione said.

"Dragons are not meant to protect golden eggs. Fortunately Kingsley is not an idiot like Fudge." After almost eating, Severus suddenly leaned over and kissed Pomona on the lips, then stood up and stopped eating.

Neville lifted up his collar and said, "You are too fat, Longbottom, please stop it."

Pomona glanced at her powerful "beast" and then at Draco, who was handsome but too thin. She suddenly became competitive and wanted to train an outstanding talent to compete with him.

"We are going to war with werewolves, Draco, how much do you remember about how to identify werewolves?"

"That's all there is in the book."

"Hermione, do me a favor and teach him how to make fake gold galleons like DA."

"Godmother!" Draco complained again and again.

"Oh, do you feel tired? Hermione has already done it when she was sixteen years old. She not only has to be busy with DA but also with her own studies. Your grades are not as good as hers, okay?" Pomona continued to point with her fork.

His nose: "You are so many years older than she was. Why can't you do what a little girl can do?"

Draco glanced at Hermione again. The Muggle girl was waiting for him to ask for advice with a proud look on her face.

"Please help me." Draco said with disgust on his face, deliberately not looking at Hermione.

"No problem." Hermione took out her embroidery bag, quill pen and parchment paper. "Let's arrange a timetable first and see when you and I can have the same free time..."

Seeing Hermione regain her teaching tone, Pomona was infinitely relieved, this is what she should be like.

In this world, some people are suitable to be housewives, and some people are suitable to be leaders. Forcibly placing incompetent people in their desired positions will not only fail to utilize their strengths, but will also cause harm.

Fudge really killed a lot of people, the most tragic of whom was Siris, who was so stupid that Sirius led the Azkaban prison break.
Chapter completed!