Chapter 28 House of Screams (Part 1)

On the second day of the new school year, Pomona woke up early. Everyone else in the dormitory had already gone to class. There was an extra plate beside her bed with soft bread and blueberry jam on it.

Hufflepuff never had to worry about running out of food. Although she didn't know who left it for her, Pomona was still grateful because she didn't even eat dinner last night and was already hungry now.

There were still two days until the night of the full moon. She had to find a way to dig a tunnel to the outside of the school. In order to cover up others' eyes, she had to do it at night. The lack of sleep might last until Sunday. She estimated that by then she would not even need to "

"He looks haggard" and his face is bad enough.

After regaining consciousness, Wilmina's words kept popping up in Pomona's mind.

Could it be like that? Her father was possessed by her mother, so he abandoned his daughter?

She was confused about that kind of emotion. How could someone lose control to that point? Lupine once said that there are monsters more terrifying than ghosts in the world. Pomona believed that he was talking about werewolves, and he was also a werewolf.

, he suffered not only physical suffering, but also psychological suffering, which created his precocious character.

He was like the whomping willow that gave birth to a child. He entered adulthood without enjoying his childhood. And those unsuspecting classmates were like clay that was not suitable for his growth, and they almost tortured Remus Lupine crazy.

The werewolf likes to bite people, but he must control his desire to bite people, not to hurt the flesh and blood that is delicious in his eyes, and turn them into his own kind.

Veela's nature is to seduce humans. She has always wanted to fall in love with someone of the opposite sex. Maybe this is not her real intention. In Muggle terms, it is instinct, just like fish swimming back.

If Dumbledore wanted her to restrain her desires, the old hat should have assigned her to Ravenclaw and become a witch who would never marry in order to pursue knowledge and power. However, it just assigned her to Love Day.

The Hufflepuff of the dream, just like Lupin, the werewolf, was assigned to the jealous Gryffindor. Were they played by Dumbledore or was it just fate?

She took out her wand, the one she bought at Ollivanders. Ollivanders is one of the twenty-eight sacred surnames. Like Jenny Weasley, she belongs to a pure-blood wizarding family and is a well-known figure in the wizarding world.

, who would have thought that Jenny, who spoke softly and had no sense of presence, might actually be admired by the King of Darkness.

Not all pure-blood families will enter Slytherin. Some people may not believe it. Hufflepuff has the most pure-blood nobles, even more than Slytherin, because Hufflepuff has a large number of people, and there are still more pure-blood nobles in Slytherin.

There are quite a few mixed-bloods, and if you remove them from the already small number, Slytherin will not have as many pure-bloods as Hufflepuffs.

The ancient family and the sacred bloodline sound very exciting, but the reality is that pure blood is becoming increasingly rare, and the Longbottom family still has no heirs.

Slughorn elected to replace Dumbledore as the Minister of Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic at Hogwarts, Buddy Crouch. He is the oldest pure-blood wizard family and one of the twenty-eight Holy Families. His personal strength is not as good as that of Albuquerque.

He misses Dumbledore, but his family's strength is not comparable to that of Dumbledore, a little-known surname.

Barty Crouch is an upright person. He has tried justice in several cases between wizards and other races. He is respected by goblins and other races. He is also good at multiple languages. As the headmaster of Hogwarts, he not only has to deal with the school, but also with other races.

Get along with the surrounding ethnic groups.

Slughorn's recommendation of Buddy Crouch is not actually partial to purebloods. It's just that once Buddy Crouch becomes the principal, the situation of Muggle students in the school will be even worse. They may even not be eligible for admission.

Muggles do not dare to use strange abilities because they are afraid that they will be regarded as aliens and freaks.

Of course, you don't have to worry about these things when you are an ordinary student. You just need to enjoy learning and having fun. When you become a professor, you must have your own position. On the surface, it is the headmaster's job to hire professors at Hogwarts, but the Ministry of Magic also has

Their trump card is that they can send people to the school to intervene in the name of educational evaluation, and even fire some teachers they think are inappropriate. As we all know, this is a way to exclude dissidents. Now Pomona is considered by Dean Slytherin.

She is Dumbledore's person, and she happens to be only eleven years old. Who would believe that an eleven-year-old child can become a professor?

She was under a lot of pressure. Believe it or not, pressure can make people grow continuously, but excessive pressure can make people collapse. She had to find a way to relieve it. She couldn't just throw herself into Pete's arms and cry.

"Can you hear me?"

As soon as she lifted the quilt and sat up, a man's voice came from behind her. She looked back, but there was nothing there.

The sight was so horrifying that Pomona felt goosebumps rise, but in addition she also felt a kind of paralyzing sadness, and there was a warm touch near her neck, as if someone was in the crook of her neck.

Breathe inside.

"Who is where?"

She stepped on the carpet with bare feet and looked around. With a soft "pop" sound, a house elf appeared in the corner.

"What are you doing here?"

"Professor Grapeland asked Honey to wake up the lady at nine o'clock, otherwise you will be late for the second class." The elf said timidly.

"Honey?" Pomona thought its name was very interesting. She once told Lily that food makes people feel happy. Maybe she should correct it. Sweets can make people extremely happy.

"Yes, miss, that's my name." Mi Tang opened her big watery eyes and twirled her fingers uneasily with her hands.

"Can you get some chocolate?" Pomona jumped on the bed. If she were at home, Mrs. Sprout would never allow her to eat chocolate early in the morning, but she is at Hog now.

Woz, who can stop her from having chocolate for breakfast?

"Come right away, miss." Honey snapped her fingers and disappeared. Pomona took advantage of this time to wash up. When she came out of the bathroom again, there was not only bread and jam on her bedside, but also a large plate of chocolate.

But the honey is gone again.

The long-term habit of getting up early did not allow her to really sleep until nine o'clock. At this time, it was too late to go to the black magic art class, and it was a little early to go to the second period of divination class. She thought about it, and she had to take over the greenhouse anyway.

So I decided to go there and have a look.

When she stepped out of the cave, she found that the sun was shining brightly outside, not at all like the rainy weather yesterday. Unfortunately, none of the four colleges had flying lessons today, so such good weather was wasted.

She chewed chocolate and walked leisurely through the winding corridors of Hogwarts. Everything here has remained the same for many years. The speed of time seems to have slowed down here. Only the occasionally leaking water pipes keep repeating that it is already a very big building.

Old school.

She had an inexplicable fear of the puddle of water in the corridor, and stepped around it carefully. At this time, she heard the rustling sound like a snake talking. In fear, she closed her eyes and ran away.

, until she could no longer hear the sound, she slowly stopped, then opened her eyes, and saw that she had actually run into the greenhouse.

Although she had never been here before, she felt that this place was as familiar as if she had been here thousands of times. However, it looked different from the familiar look. It was too old.

She pushed open the old door, the handle on it was still Hufflepuff's badger, and the sight that appeared inside shocked her.

I don’t know how many years it has been since I took care of it carefully. The plants here look weak, and there are a lot of weeds mixed in. It’s many times messier than the tropical rain forest in the girls’ lounge.

"Oh, poor little guy." Pomona stroked the leaves on the mandrake soil. It looked small and yellow, and it looked like it was malnourished. She quickly found the earmuffs from the preparation room and put them

After putting it on, I suddenly pulled out the mandrake. Its human-shaped rhizome was like a premature baby, small and thin, and its cry was weak.

The cry of the mandrake can wake up people who have been petrified by the basilisk, and can also kill people, but there is a prerequisite, that is, it must cry vigorously, and the mandrake in her hand has

Crying, let alone murder, made Pomona wonder if she needed to wear earmuffs.

She looked around the messy greenhouse again, looking like she had a lot to do.
Chapter completed!