Chapter 2509 man on a mission (2)

Minerva rarely went to the Gryffindor common room unless there was something very important, as she believed it was to respect the privacy of the students.

Pomona often takes the opportunity to change the magic plants that can sing in the lounge to take a look inside. Among a group of boarding students who do not have parental supervision and act according to their own preferences, she believes that appropriate intervention will reduce some viciousness.

Things happen, not to mention that children in the growing period often have all kinds of worries and worries, and she is willing to listen. On the contrary, Liwei basically doesn't care about anything, and just like he once said, he keeps his distance from human beings.

Forcing children to buy pets left a bad impression on Pomona, although the wizarding school originally set this rule because some Transfiguration courses required turning animals into glasses.

Comparison is inevitable when you have a pet. The rarer the pet, the more eye-catching and onlookers it is. Who would pay attention to a turtle or an ugly lame cat?

Ron suspected that Hermione's pet Crookshanks had eaten his pet rat Scabbers, and publicly accused her several times in public and asked her to apologize.

But Hermione insisted on refusing to apologize. She believed that Crookshanks just did what a cat should do.

This did not affect their friendship, but it also created conflicts and disputes. Mentioning pets reminded Pomona of the pet she gave to "Sif", a pet that was very wary of humans.

Severus put a lot of thought into making it a magical beast, but this change did not bring any benefits to it.

The "mistake" Severus made was that he was close to a Gryffindor girl, and then he was "punished".

Severus has never had a pet since then, at least Ron has not seen Scabbers's body with his own eyes, not to mention that Scabbers is already 12 years old, which is too old for a mouse.

After arriving at the top of the tower, Pomona stood at the door and knocked on the principal's office door.

"Come in." An old voice said.

Then she pushed the door open and went in.

Standing next to the desk with silverware is an old mage with white hair and beard. He is feeding Fox, the phoenix. It was reborn from the ashes last year, and within a year it changed from a fledgling to an adult bird, and even interacted with snakes.

The monster fought and pecked out its eyes, which provided Harry with an advantage in fighting with the Sword of Gryffindor.

But Pomona didn't pay attention to it for too long. When she saw Albus, she understood why some people would believe Scamander's rumors.

Albus is old. Even though he defeated Grindelwald, it was 60 years ago. Is he still as energetic as he was then?

"Are you going to stand there all the time?" Albus turned his back to Pomona and fed Fawkes a "snack."

"I have a question. Is the news brought by Scamander true?" Pomona asked.

"What did he tell you?"

"The Triwizard Tournament and the re-election of the president of the Wizards' Federation."

"I think so." Albus looked back at her. "Our old friend, Mr. Malfoy, he never tires of trying to influence our work, and I think he succeeded this time."

"The Triwizard Tournament has been suspended for so many years, why suddenly..."

"You should think about what menu to entertain our guests." Albus interrupted her. "Also, our castle has not been 'thoroughly' cleaned in many years."

"Yes, principal." She said meekly.

"What else did he say to you?" Albus asked.

"We went to the Quidditch pitch and he suggested I build a maze," Pomona said.

"I think this is a good idea, what do you think?" Albus said pretentiously.

"What? He told me that you were the one who told me to build the maze."

Albus turned around with a smile and picked up the Elder Wand on the table.

"Do you know who it once belonged to?" Albus asked.

"Yes, Gellert Grindelwald." Pomona replied.

"He is an excellent prophet. Although we have time turners that can go back to any moment in the past, we can still only peep into the future through these people with special abilities."

"What?" she asked confused.

"Of course, there is another way, such as divination. I have always been worried that you will kill your turtle for divination."

"What!?" Pomona was shocked and confused. "What are you thinking? Albus."

"Ancient diviners used tortoise shells to prophesy."

"I will not kill my turtle for divination!" she said firmly.

Albus gave a meaningful smile.

"I know." He said softly, "You are not that kind of person."

"Thank you," she gasped, then her eyes widened in surprise. "Did Scamander take my turtle away because he was afraid I would kill it?"

"I don't know what he knows. I didn't plant a spy around him." Albus led Pomona to the pensieve, took a memory from the shelf and put it in.

There was a woman with dark skin, and blue flames were engulfing her.

In an instant she turned into ashes, and the whirlwind caused by the magic storm blew "her" away.

"Who is she?" Pomona asked sadly.

"Leta Lestrange, let me tell you a secret, she is Newt's first love." Albus said easily, "Don't tell anyone."

"Lestrange? She is..."

"This memory belongs to her brother, Joseph Karma. I sent him to Grindelwald and asked him to be my spy." Albus continued, "Lita is painful for Joseph, but

He didn't want to lose it, however, Gellert deleted the memory of her in Kama's mind, which in his words relieved Kama's pain."

"But the memory is still there," Pomona said.

"Yes, why?" Albus asked.

"Occlumency," Pomona whispered.

Albus rummaged on the shelf again and poured it into the pensieve. A couple in wedding clothes appeared in the basin. The wife was tall and beautiful, and the husband was short and fat, but they looked like they were together.

very happy.

"This witch's name is Queenie Goldstein, and she is a natural Legilimency." Albus looked at the pensieve and said, "This gentleman's name is Jacob Kowalski, and he is a Muggle.

"

Pomona was not surprised.

"I remember that you and Minerva talked about everything. Did she ever mention to you that she almost married a Muggle?" Albus asked.

"I remember, but it was canceled because it was illegal for wizards and Muggles to marry at that time."

"Jacob and Queenie encountered the same troubles, but Queenie did not choose to let go like Minerva. She joined Grindelwald." Albus paused, "For love."

She now understands what's going on.

"Queenie's main job is to monitor the members of Jörmungandr, using Legilimency. Gellert doesn't trust everyone."

"But Karma used Occlumency." Pomona continued. "Who does he work for?"

"Gellert initially thought he was working for me, and it took some time for Karma to gain his trust and be allowed to attend the party where he shared his vision of the 'future.'" Albus said. "The blood of magical beasts has strange properties.

The purer the effect, the better. He saw Jacob holding the wand through Kirin's blood, so he thought that Muggles had found a way to steal wizards' magic power."

"But in his inaugural speech..."

"His predictions have always been accurate, but unlike Sybil, he only saw fragments. He needs more information to analyze and sort out the sequence before he can speculate on what will happen in the future." Albus said, "Facts have proved that science

Mr. Kowalski only showed up at the dinner, and Gellert thought Mr. Kowalski was an assassin."

Pomona felt that if Jacob brought a gun, he might succeed, if the wizard responsible for the security of the venue had never seen a Muggle pistol.

"Love is not logical, Pomona, just like Queenie, she passed Gellert's test, although she does not hate Muggles like others." Albus looked at the smiles of the two people in the pensieve for a while,

Then he turned his attention to Pomona. "The opposite of love is not hate, but indifference. It is like a poison that seeps into every inch of your skin and bones. It will seep out when you realize that you are alone, making you

The pain was unbearable."

"It sounds like the Cruciatus Curse," she said nonchalantly.

"It's worse than that. At least the Cruciatus Curse has a counter-curse, and there's only one antidote to that poison."

"What?"

"I hope you never know the taste of this kind of poison, especially for witches." Albus said seriously, "Maybe one day you will hate me..."

"Why do I hate you?" Pomona asked inexplicably.

Albus smiled "When you focus on academics, you will find that time flies very quickly. I remember your male prefect once dueled with the Ravenclaw prefect over which house Bridget Willock came from.

"

"You remember this little thing?" she complained.

"She is an arithmetic diviner. I think you can go to the arithmetic diviner classroom to find what you want." Albus said mysteriously, put away the pensieve, and walked to Fox again.

She felt it was time for her to leave, but she couldn't help but look back.

Arianna's portrait was still smiling softly on the side, but she seemed a little more lively today and waved to Pomona.

She was so dizzy that she left the office. The moment she closed the door, she made up her mind to ask for her turtle back.

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To be continued...