Chapter 2523 man on a mission (16)

A Ravenclaw first year stood in front of a pair of armor in the armor corridor, looking at it without blinking.

She was looking so hard that Pomona didn't even notice when she walked over.

"What are you looking at?" Pomona asked.

"Where is the knight in the armor?" The freshman turned to Pomona and asked, "Or is there an invisible ghost inside?"

"No, it's Charms," ​​Pomona replied. "It's like making pears jump across the table."

The freshman turned to look at the armor in confusion.

"But I saw someone turn teapots into turtles." The freshman looked at Pomona after a while and said, "They are all empty inside."

"That's right, but even though the teapot moved when it turned into a turtle, its appearance changed. This is a lesson in transfiguration."

"What's going on?" the freshman asked.

Pomona wondered how to explain this to an 11-year-old.

"We can't just look at the surface." The freshman said to her again, "Did you lie to me because I'm a child and there's no one in the armor?"

Pomona was extremely angry when Remus' laughter happened to be heard behind her.

"About this question, I think you can ask Professor Felicity. I think he will be happy to answer it for you." Remus bent down and said to the freshmen, "Now, can you let me talk to the dean alone?"

"He is also our dean." The Ravenclaw freshman glanced at Pomona, and the look in her eyes made her furious, and then the freshman jumped up and ran away.

"Are you free? Pomona." Remus said after watching the new student disappear.

"What do you want? Remus," she asked in a "helpful" way.

"I plan to set up the classroom next door as an examination room. The Defense Against the Dark Arts class should be used more for actual combat rather than just theory, so I plan to simulate some scenarios there."

"But I have to clean out the hairy crabs first." Pomona said. "There are many empty classrooms at Hogwarts, why don't you use other ones?"

"Because I said, I want to help you." Remus said with a smile, "What's more, I think the larger hairy crabs can train the seniors, even if they are difficult to handle for the people in the pest management department.

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"Okay..." Pomona hesitated before agreeing.

"You have to help me decorate the examination room." Remus said immediately.

"I knew it!" She was so angry that she wanted to stamp her feet.

"This is not difficult for you, is it?" Remus said with deep meaning, "In addition to herbal medicine, I heard that you are also good at transfiguration."

Pomona looked at Remus suspiciously.

She hasn't told him yet that she is the "senior sister" who used to play with them. Could it be that Sirius told him?

"Deal." Remus made a final decision like an auctioneer, and walked into the classroom holding a piece of parchment.

She kept staring at the paper, trying to see if it was the Marauder's Map.

"Oh, by the way." Just when Remus was about to close the door, he suddenly asked, "About Longbottom."

"What?" she asked nervously.

"He asked me a strange question yesterday." Remus said in confusion. "He asked me if Harry's Defense Against the Dark Arts paper has been handed in?"

"Why did he ask that?" Pomona asked.

"That's why I asked you, Professor, I heard that Longbottom often studied in your greenhouse." Remus said with a smile, and then closed the door.

She frowned.

"What's going on this semester? Everyone is mysterious!"

She complained. Originally, she wanted to check the rust of the armor and see if she could let Filch catch the students who violated school rules next time and not let him go to the trophy room to clean the trophies, but rather wipe the armor.

She left the Armor Corridor, and now she was going to find Neville, but today was Saturday when she was going to Hogsmeade, so maybe he had already left in the carriage with the others, hoping she could catch up.

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Mrs. Devodey is a black-haired beauty. Bella once had smooth black hair, but after escaping from Azkaban, she became much more haggard, and her hair became fluffy and lost its luster. Mrs. Devodey's hair was combed well.

He is meticulous and exudes the character of strict discipline. On the other hand, he also exudes a simple and charming appearance.

She is completely different from Josephine, who is always dressed up and has rose rouge on her face. No matter how beautiful a rose is, it is difficult to find it if it is placed among the rose bushes, but it is particularly conspicuous among the green leaves.

But now Mrs. Devodai does not need to be anyone's foil. She is wearing a black velvet floor-length dress and a necklace of the same style as Leonardo da Vinci's famous painting "Portrait of a Lady at the Court of Milan" around her neck. It is made by

It was composed of black gemstones and gold, and circled her slender neck several times. She only wore a pearl bracelet and a silver rose ring on her hand.

If you just look at her dress, she is indeed simple and elegant, but Napoleon met Miss Campini in Milan, and there was also Grassini.

If Bertin hadn't reminded her that she must keep smiling, she would have almost collapsed.

When Georgiana walked in front of Mrs. Devodet, the people around her moved away unconsciously and looked at the two women with a show-stopping look. Compared to the tall Mrs. Devodet, Georgiana looked very short.

, so much so that Mrs. Devodey lowered her head to look at her, just like an adult looking at a child.

"Good afternoon," Pomona said, looking at Mrs. Devodey.

"Good afternoon, ma'am." Mrs. Dewardet replied politely, even curtsting.

"You look so radiant today."

"The same goes for you," Mrs. Devodey said enthusiastically.

"I heard that you are going to spend Christmas in Brussels?" Bertin said immediately.

"Yes." Mrs. Devodai smiled hypocritically, "I won't go with you. Anyway, I'm not a member of the inspection team."

"Josephine doesn't want you to go back to stay with her?" Georgiana asked.

"The First Lady sent me out to assist you. I heard that you prefer to stay in the study room instead of salons and balls, so I came." After she finished speaking, she pretended to look around, "But I think you are a

People seem to be able to handle it."

"We have just experienced the war, and everything is ready for prosperity." Georgiana smiled. "Marie Antoinette put too much thought into having fun, feasts and balls, and had no idea what the people's life was like.

We, the people, come together to find the real interests that belong to our citizens and make the country happy and prosperous. Instead of spending time studying parties, it is better to focus on things that are more meaningful to the public interest."

"For the benefit of citizens and the prosperity and happiness of the country!" a man shouted while raising his glass.

"For the benefit of citizens and the prosperity and happiness of the country!" Everyone raised their glasses and shouted.

The corners of Mrs. Devodey's mouth twitched, and she looked as if she was about to have a stroke.

"Excuse me." Georgiana smirked, then turned and left the "dueling arena".

"What you did just now was not polite." Bertin said softly, following her step by step.

"I'm not Madame Pompidou." Georgiana said through gritted teeth. She exuded a combative aura that made everyone who blocked her way step aside.

This reminded her of Bella again, because when Bella was in school, she was the same as she is now, leading her followers in the middle of the school corridor. But Bella's eyes were still bright at that time.

Yes, her steps were long and hurried, as if she was anxious to grow up and leave school early. It seemed that only in this way could she catch up with someone in front of her.
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