Chapter 2853 Hagrid’s Holiday (3)

Graplan said that the Forbidden Forest was dangerous, but Pomona didn't take it seriously at first. When he came out, he looked at the moon in the sky and the moving Moon-Crazy Beast and realized that the moon was almost full again.

"Where are you taking Ben tomorrow?" Severus said.

"Go to London." Pomona said nervously, looking up at the moon again.

"Don't worry, they don't dare to come." Severus also glanced at the moon and said, "They are not real wolves, not to mention Blackback has been captured."

"Let's go back quickly." Pomona said uneasily.

But he didn't seem to be in a hurry at all and took a leisurely walk in the Forbidden Forest.

Pomona smelled the scent of mallow, maybe the centaur was doing divination again.

"I'll take you somewhere." Severus said.

"Oh no." She said anxiously, "I want to go back to the castle as soon as possible."

But he didn't listen to her at all and walked directly to another side road.

She looked around and found that she was alone in the Forbidden Forest.

"Wait for me!" she said in a low voice and followed.

The moonlight fell from the gaps between the leaves, leaving a trail of dappled light and shadow. She looked at his back, her heart pounding.

In the story of The Wizard of Oz, Dorothy goes to the Emerald City with the heartless Tin Man, the brainless Scarecrow and the Cowardly Lion. None of them are strong traveling companions.

But they help and encourage each other, and even stand up for each other. If life is a journey, and relatives, friends, and lovers are all travel companions, how should you choose the best travel companion?

There was a strong fragrance accompanied by the faint smell of sage. She felt inexplicably scared and relieved at the same time. This feeling almost drove her crazy.

"Look." He suddenly stopped and looked back at her.

"What are you looking at?" Pomona asked.

"Look at this sea of ​​flowers." He said, looking down at the ground.

Pomona also lowered her head and saw that there were actually black flowers blooming around her feet. They were no higher than the knees, and each plant had a bunch of low-hanging bell-shaped flowers.

"I found it near the Barber tuber field. Do you know what this flower is?" Severus asked.

Pomona crouched on the ground, pointing her fluorescent wand at it.

In fact, if you look closely, it is not that beautiful in the dark, but it exudes an extremely strong fragrance, which almost covers the smell of gasoline emitted by the Barber tubers.

"Before the forest trolls started farming them, barbour tubers were collected," Pomona said. "I wonder what this flower is?"

"New species?" he said with a smile.

"Maybe," Pomona whispered. "You're lucky."

"You too can be its discoverer, and I know what that means to an herbalist," Severus said.

Pomona looked at this black flower and felt that it exuded a fatal temptation.

"Looks like Widowmaker," Pomona whispered.

"Are there any black lilies?" he asked.

"It's like the blue rose, it only exists in legend." Pomona replied, "Its flower language is cursed love."

He stopped talking.

"But this flower is indeed the same species as the lily, but it belongs to the genus Fritillaria. Looking at its petals, it looks like several pieces of shells put together." Pomona said while turning around and found that he was watching intently.

she.

"You said that you think it is right for Emily to use force to fight oppression." He said in her ear in a low and sweet voice, "And you said that we need strength to defend our principles. There are many people in this world who bully others.

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"Oh, you want to tell me about James Potter again?" Pomona sneered.

"People will call an honest person, a responsible person, a person who does not take credit, and does not offend anyone, as a good person, but such a person is forced to have no place in the world, even if he changes to another world, this sentence

I like it very much." He smiled and said, "So I have changed. Have you noticed that Priya Moore is only one year younger than me?"

Maybe the fragrance of the flowers made her delirious, so she asked a stupid question, "Do you remember her?"

"Why shouldn't I remember her?" he asked with a smile.

She stood up angrily, and then he stood up too.

The black robe stirred up invisible air waves, making the flowers tremble, and the pollen inside also trembled, emitting a stronger fragrance.

She was surrounded by darkness.

"You are not humble." He looked at her with eyes that seemed to pierce through the soul. "You are just being patient."

She wanted to break away from his arms, but then she realized that she couldn't push him at all, and there were tight muscles under the robe.

He is no longer the skinny boy he used to be.

She struggled for a while, found she couldn't break free, and then gave up.

As someone said, if you have no background and decide to be a good person, even if you have outstanding talents and insights, you will almost certainly end up at the bottom of society.

On the other hand, if you have a background and decide to be a bad person, even if you have no talent or insight, you will almost certainly become the top of society.

Rohart may not have a background in the magical world, but he is good at making up stories, deceiving others, and abiding by the rules of the game in another world, so he has become a well-known best-selling author.

"You gave up?" He pinched her chin and asked her to look at him. He was clearly indifferent when he saw tears streaming down her face.

A woman's tears are only useful to those who care about her, and now that may include children. Even though Mr. Lee is a Death Eater and forces Barnaby to use the Unforgivable Curse against Pitts, Barnaby gives up as soon as he cries.

Some people are so hard-hearted that they won't get any mercy from them by crying and begging, but will instead classify you as a weakling.

Just like that night, the eight-eyed spider Aragog was framed as the murderer of Myrtle. If it was really the murderer, an autopsy could be done. If Myrtle had bites on her body, she would be under the sight of the basilisk.

There will be no wounds if you stare and see.

Did anyone care how sad Hagrid was crying?

Pomona raised her wand, and Snape subconsciously dodged it, but the tip of her wand was not pointed at him. Green flames enveloped the eight-eyed spider behind him, and it let out a chirping scream.

"You know Paul's father came to England because of the repeal of the Edict of Nantes, right?" Pomona said coldly, "The law could not protect them, so they had to flee to a safe place. These craftsmen who came to England not only made gold.

Silverware also helped Britain complete the Industrial Revolution, as well as Prince Eugen, who served Austria in the War of the Spanish Crown. He also served in the army of Louis XIV. Do you know why Hagrid likes you? Compared with hard work

You can't succeed, and what's worse is that you don't even have a chance to work hard, and you gave those Florobites a chance."

She took a long breath and continued, "Today I thought of a stupid idea. I actually wanted to use those caterpillars as fertilizer. Were they born to make fertilizer? If so, they might as well not have been born! So I

Now let me tell you, no matter what Hagrid says, you are not allowed to do that!"

He didn't answer.

"When talented people are reduced to the bottom, they will naturally look for another way out. For a nail, a horseshoe is lost. For a horseshoe, a war horse is lost. For a war horse, a general is lost.

They fought a war and finally lost a country. Italy, which the French spent so much energy to conquer, was just left in the hands of Prince Eugen. There was also the French Revolution. Wasn't it because of injustice that the Bastille was captured?

The subjects choose to be loyal because the king has fulfilled his duties. We do not need to obey those who deny their own obligations to God and others, and that obligation is called justice."

After Pomona finished yelling, she gasped for breath for a long time.

He waited until her breathing calmed down before he spoke.

"You want to give Ben Cooper justice?"

She wanted to pass out just like that, but she couldn't do it, so she could only laugh miserably soberly.

"I also have a background, Severus, Dumbledore, and Hogwarts, so I must abide by what he said 'for the greater good', and I will take Ben there tomorrow

Ministry of Magic, choose the department he wants to intern in, any department will do, Fudge will arrange it, as long as he no longer proposes to accuse Carter, this is not to protect him, but the wizarding world cannot experience another turmoil."

"Do you think he will accept it?" Severus asked.

"Isn't it up to me!" She beat her chest and said, "He knows that Minerva will not do it. She broke up with her Muggle lover in order to abide by that law. She has a moral sense as cast iron.

, my loyalty and morality are like running water, look at me, do I look like the kind of person who speaks for the voiceless?”

He didn't speak for a long time.

"I have let down many people. I am a loser. I can't do anything. I can only choose to endure. Now you don't even allow endurance?"

"I saw it." He said softly, "Your pain and your fake smile, I knew that your power would not be so strong for no reason."

She stood still.

"Shh." He said softly, as if he was afraid of scaring her. "We are not enemies, we are friends."

She still wanted to resist, but he already hugged her.

"You are not alone." He said softly, "I am with you."

"Go to sleep, you'll be fine after some sleep."

She heard someone say something in a daze, but couldn't tell who said it.

Then she really closed her eyes. She had a hard day's work today.

"I'm tired." She couldn't tell whether she said it or not, and then she felt completely relaxed.

There was no sorrow or joy, only peace, and the darkness gently covered her body, like a blanket and a shroud. If only it could always be like this.
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