Chapter 2919 The Language of Butterflies (9)

There is a tempera painting like this in the Florence Gallery.

The Son was not nailed to the cross, but to the tree of life, which bore 48 golden "fruits" telling 48 stories of his life. At the bottom of the tree there is also the creation in Genesis

The story of Adam and Eve being expelled from the Garden of Eden.

It was a very large and shocking painting. Although Pomona did not see it with his own eyes, he only saw it from the album. All the characters looked very small under the support of the Crucifixion in the middle.

Leonardo da Vinci also has a very famous work "Vitruvian Man", in which the man opens his hands and puts his feet together in a posture that is exactly like a cross.

When Vitruvius describes how the primitive people who built the first houses differed from animals such as ants, bees, swallows, and badgers that could build shelters, the first thing he mentioned was not their extraordinary manual ability or their imitation, but that

Their upright walking posture not only makes them stand up from the horizontal earth, but also no longer looks down on the earth like animals, but gazes at the brilliant sky dotted with stars.

William Blake, when describing the Babylonian king, depicted him on all fours, crawling like an animal.

The length of the outer circle of Vitruvian Man's sketch is 26.4 inches, and the average rotation period of the sun is 26.4 days. The total length of the four sides of the outer square is 28 feet, which is exactly a complete moon phase cycle. At the same time, the areas of the circle and the square are exactly the same.

This used to be a problem that troubled many people. The calculation formula for circles and squares contains an infinite non-cyclic constant, which makes it impossible to completely obtain a circle and a square of exactly the same size.

Leonardo da Vinci used Vitruvius and the golden ratio to solve this problem. Generally speaking, the sun represents men and the moon represents women. The two merge into one, which becomes what Plato calls a hermaphrodite. The original man was spherical, half

It's a boy and a girl, glued together back to back.

But from the front of "Vitruvian Man" we can only see a male body, and the human body is not spherical, but in a spherical shape.

Leonardo da Vinci would use a kind of writing called "mirror writing" in his manuscripts, which can only be read with a mirror, but not backwards like the Mirror of Erised.

The image in the mirror shows the back, just like someone holding a toy showing the symbols of Batman and Superman from different angles to the mirror. Due to the different angles of view, the mirror and what you see are different. Sometimes it is Batman and Superman.

Superman, sometimes Superman and Batman, is not a perfect symmetry.

Mirrors were not that popular in Venice in the 16th century, but that doesn't mean they didn't exist.

Neoplatonism was popular at that time, which roughly meant that heaven, humans, all animals, and hell were on a chain, with humans in the middle.

Because God used Adam's rib when he created Eve, the "perfect man" was no longer perfect, but he and Eve had many children. The serpent once said to Eve, "After eating the fruit, your eyes will be opened and the wine will be brightened for you."

Then you can know good and evil like God."

Satan fell because he was so proud that he thought he could replace God and be the same as God.

Although they all created humans, those "created" by humans are perishable, while those created by God are immortal.

Pomona stood in front of the tree that was once covered with tree monkey frogs. Now those tree monkey frogs have disappeared and will no longer shine like a Christmas tree in the dark.

But she felt that its branches were covered with golden fruits, like snow globes, with miniature landscapes inside.

"Why are you here?" Severus asked.

"Come for the unseen fruit," said Pomona.

He looked at her confused.

"How old were you when you saw the Thestral?" Pomona asked.

He refused to answer the question.

"Helena can see, she is only 11 years old." Pomona looked at Severus and said, "She saw her grandma die."

"How did you die?" Severus asked.

"In bed with cancer, her grandmother was very good to her and often made jam tarts for her to eat. I also made a jam tart for her."

"You bribed her with a jam tart?" Severus asked.

"I guess that's the problem," Pomona said after thinking for a while. "Everyone thinks she's smart, so no one treats her like a kid."

Severus smiled.

"Childhood trauma will have a lifelong impact on a person. For normal people, childhood is a very good memory, even though it is very childish." Pomona said with a smile, "If you can't remember it, I will let the unicorn go again."

How about a kick to your head?”

"Sif" stopped laughing.

"High school is like a zoo. Helena studies hard to leave there early and strives to graduate early, but she doesn't want to go to college so early." Pomona looked at Snape, who was dressed in black. "She actually thinks about herself.

Healing childhood trauma, and then her parents agreed, after all... they don't really understand 'us'."

He looked down at his clothes and sneered contemptuously.

"If you can't find a contestant for the potion competition, how about letting her participate? Her father is a chemistry professor." Pomona said.

"She will be in grade 2 next year."

"Is there a minimum age limit for the Potions Contest?" Pomona asked.

He was silent for a long time.

"No."

"You can give her extra lessons, or ask her to help you handle those potions. Aren't you short of manpower?"

"I don't want this." Severus said coldly.

"You still want Bill to play?" Pomona asked.

He didn't speak.

"Because she's a girl?" Pomona asked again.

"The next Potions Competition is held in Durmstrang. Do you think it is safe for a Muggleborn to go there?" Severus asked.

"Isn't it you?" Pomona said.

"I'm here for academic exchange, not to take care of the children," he said irritably.

That's it, James will change Harry's diaper. This guy must be as far away from the "baby" as Lucius Malfoy, leaving the care of the baby to the ladies until they can have the decency to show up to their father.

in front of them.

They are not born with the ability to control their bowels and bowels, they need to be trained. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.

"Even if you get angry, I won't change my mind." He said firmly.

"You don't know why I'm angry, do you?" Pomona said with a smile.

"Isn't it because I didn't take her to the Potions Competition?" Severus asked strangely.

Pomona smiled even wider.

"Then why are you angry?" he asked patiently.

The shy rose has a thorn, the docile lamb has scary horns, but the white lily is intoxicated with love, without thorns or threats to tarnish her beauty.

This is a poem written by William Blake, although many men do not understand women...

"What are you angry about?" he asked.

"How about you promise to give her extra lessons first?" Pomona said, "We'll talk about the potion competition later."

He reluctantly agreed.

There was a scent of flowers coming from a distance. This smell was very familiar to her. It was the smell of the "Road to Hades" that opened outside Barber's tuber fields.

She thought of that "famous quote" again. That person was indeed right. Everyone needs a "background". It is difficult for a person not to be attached to others and live completely according to his own wishes. But Isabella Sidney gave up.

With a prominent background in the Muggle world, start over in the wizarding world.

"Where is Isabella going to intern?" Pomona asked.

"Ministry of Magic," Severus said.

"Which department?" Pomona asked.

"You don't need to worry about this." He said coldly.

"I hope too." She sighed. "Emily Taylor seems to think that I made her lose the opportunity to intern at the Daily Prophet."

"What does she want to do?" Severus asked provocatively.

"We'll see." She said dryly, walking back.

The people who went to Hogsmeade were almost back, and she wanted to "interrogate" what exactly happened.
Chapter completed!