Chapter 2715 The Land of Firebirds (Twenty-three)

"Ouch."

Neville covered the wound on his face and let out a cry.

"It's just fresh food." Simon Finnigan said, holding the small medicine bottle in his hand, "Don't talk to girls..."

"Ahem." Pomona coughed slightly.

Then Simon stopped talking and continued to apply medicine to Neville.

Pomona shook his head where they couldn't see him. White fresh food was the new subject of the Potions Club, and the wound on Neville's face had been there for some time. It was caused by the last time he took the sac of the knotweed in the herbology class.

, Ron and Harry at their table flicked the tree sac onto the back of her head "twice".

Pain is secondary, but the key is that the seeds in the tree sac are very likely to get into her brain. After entering the sixth grade, they will have to deal with some truly dangerous magical plants, but Harry, Ron and even Hermione are very

Without paying attention, the whole class was spent discussing topics related to the Slug Club, which they considered more important than safety.

In fact, they can finish talking outside the greenhouse and then come in. Not only can the seeds of the knotweed vine explode, but it also has thorn-like vines. Pomona will not let people fail the herbal medicine class, but few people can get O. If these few

The noble sir and madam remember that poor Professor Sprout taught the Cutting Charm to prune plants without them having to fight with knotted vines with garden shears.

Although Neville remembered to use his wand, his weak magic power had no effect on the vine. He risked injury to get the pod from the first one.

Dean Thomas felt that it was unnecessary for Neville to do this. It was just a herbal medicine class, not even an exam. Simon helped Neville apply the medicine probably because since Dean and Ginny started dating, Simon could only be with Neville.

Wei wandered around.

Slughorn's Slughorn Club has added a lot of worries to children. Who doesn't want to be an outstanding person? And those who attend the Slughorn Club party are all talents in Slughorn's eyes. This kind of artificiality

Many people can't stand the "stratification", especially Hufflepuff Academy, which has the largest number of people who only go to fools.

There is also a "fair" question. What is Harry's potion level? People who have been his classmates for so many years know very well that his rapid improvement in grades must be due to cheating "again".

Even though everyone later found out that it was Barty Crouch Jr. disguised as Moody who put the note with Harry's name on it into the Goblet of Fire, but the Hufflepuff Quidditch team's selection at the Gryffindor Trials "

When the "Prank" started, that feeling seemed to come back, and even Hermione Granger was trying to persuade Harry to stop reading the old Potions textbook.

One of Harry's strengths is that he is good at listening to other people's suggestions, but this time he refused to listen no matter what Hermione said, and he insisted on letting Ron join the Quidditch team as a goalkeeper. Anyone can see

It turned out that Michael Lagen just performed abnormally during the selection process.

Zachary Smith, who was aware of this "wind direction", often aimed to ridicule Harry and the people he valued when he was a commentator, attracting more cheers than when he was a chaser. Slytherin was Harry

Well, we made up a song "Weasley is our King". With the Slytherin people, there is no need for a loudspeaker or amplifying spell, and the sound is not very loud when singing together, but with Hufflepuff singing together

The effect is different.

Speaking of the chorus, Slughorn invited Astonia Greengrass, which Pomona did not expect. Her impression of Greengrass was that he was quiet, beautiful, and had joined the chorus.

Astonia is not the lead singer yet.

Even if fifth-year students were invited to make up the number, they should find someone decent. Pomona really couldn't figure out what criteria Slughorn used to invite Greengrass.

No Hufflepuff was invited, and no Hufflepuff wanted to join the Slug Club, just like when the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw girls tried their best to get Harry to invite them, Hufflepuff

The same thing happened when none of the girls participated.

It may be that times have really changed, causing Slughorn's tactics that worked well before the 1970s to become unresponsive now, and even make people feel awkward and uncomfortable.

"Dean!" A first-year student appeared at the door.

"What's the matter, Mr. Worley?" Pomona asked.

"The principal is looking for you."

Pomona put down the gardening shears in her hand, put the hellebore back into the pot, patted the soil on her hands, and immediately went to the principal's office.

Even though Albus asked the students to sing the school song to their favorite tunes, and the "chorus" effect was like a magic sound that pierced the ears, Pomona still hoped that he could stay as the principal for a while, and she could not imagine the next successor.

Who will be the principal?

In fact, it was not completely legal for Filch to use a detector to check students' schoolbags. Hogwarts is a school, not the Ministry of Magic, and requires strict security.

But he may have done this with Albus's tacit approval. After all, Albus has been away for a lot of time this semester. It would be terrible if chaos like the one at the end of fifth grade happens again.

"You're looking for me, principal?"

"Please sit down." Albus said with a smile on his face. It may be that Severus' potion had an effect. Albus looked much healthier, and his movements became swift and powerful again.

"No pensieve today?" Pomona asked.

"Let it rest for a while and let's talk about other things."

"About what?"

"I heard a new song recently." Albus pretended to be crazy and hummed for a while, it was "Weasley is our king".

"The person who composed this song is a genius. This is his original work, right?" Albus said.

"Even if he's from Slytherin?" Pomona asked.

"I have gained a lot from traveling during this period. It reminded me of my youth." Albus said methodically. "In addition to meeting many people, I also heard about different ideas. Some people agreed with the Dark Lord's ideas."

experiment."

"Who would approve of murder?" Pomona said in disbelief.

"As I said just now, traveling has benefited me, and I can understand that there are people in this world who have different views and opinions from mine, and the Dark Lord believes that power allows him to change the world's view of right and wrong like he did with Quirrell." Albus said.

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Pomona suddenly remembered Harry dancing with Parvati at the Yule Ball. He was controlled by his dance partner.

"We should pay attention to the opinions of those around us," said the wise Albus Dumbledore, "especially those who are easily swayed by rumors and can't make up their minds."

"You think there's something wrong with the people in my college?" Pomona asked.

"I didn't say that." Albus looked at her sincerely.

"Is it because we're not so friendly anymore?" Pomona asked.

"You are free to show friendship to whom you want, but you must also be careful of those seemingly wonderful temptations." Albus said.

"You always say such beautiful sentences casually, Albus, but I think that instead of worrying about our problems, you should pay more attention to Harry. I heard that you are giving him private lessons, right? Then

Do you know that he seems to be obsessed with an old potions textbook recently?"

Albus said nothing.

"Instead of working hard, he chose a 'shortcut'. Black magic is nothing more than a shortcut to gain power. I remember Harry once used the Cruciatus Curse on Bellatrix. No one is perfect, and we are not perfect.

Harry is not required to remain calm in that situation, but if he wants to regain Hufflepuff's friendship, he must first change himself, and we will not change our current attitude until then."

Albus sank into his armchair, like a chess player lost in thought.

"Besides that one time, has Harry ever used other dark magic?" Albus asked after a long time.

"No." Pomona said, "We want fair competition. Isn't his Firebolt enough?"

"Do you want 'fairness' or 'victory'?" Albus asked.

"Don't you want to ask?" Pomona asked.

"About what?" Albus asked.

For example, the children's opinions are influenced by her, but she is unable to make fair judgments because she is in love.

"You have indeed changed." Albus said calmly. "You didn't know how to speak your mind before."

"I thought one rebellious guy was enough."

"Love is powerful enough to make people blind, but I don't think you would involve other people." Albus whispered, "You are not that kind of person."

Pomona smiled.

"Are you also a prophet?"

"No, I think I still have some perspective on people after living to this age." Albus raised his voice a little, "You will definitely be happy."

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Georgiana doubted this now. She clearly felt that she was not as happy as before.

She lay on the bed and thought about it. Sir Bacon once said that traveling, especially when traveling as a young man, does not just mean that he has been there. He should also go with a mentor or a reliable follower, because then the mentor will tell him about that country.

How to see, whom to meet, or whether he should read many books or maps before setting off. These books will be a good guide for his visit and observation.

In fact, what I know about Ulster is not only that it is rich in hops, but also has carnivals there, but Baines chose this topic.

Being young and promising often has something to do with being young and energetic, but since he was introduced by Fabolte, she kept his file temporarily, so that it would not be like a wrong book filed in a library just because of a small mistake.

And forget it.

How could anyone like this day after day, walking on thin ice?

At this time, the fox who was hiding somewhere let out another cry.

She decided to endure it a little longer, maybe it would fly out on its own later.
Chapter completed!