Chapter 2955 Listening to Zen in the Falling Rain (7)

Paracelsus opposed panaceas.

Although sheep feces stone has the same "cure-all" function as broad-spectrum antidote, Severus feels that it is not a good thing.

The potion that makes mandrake dance is called dancy bite, which is made from tarantella spider venom and an extract from a deep-sea worm called osedax mucofloris.

This bone-eating snot flower mainly relies on drilling holes in the bones of whale remains after "whale landing" to obtain the ester substances inside, and digests them through symbiotic bacteria.

Botrytis wine is the highest-end sweet wine made from fermentation of dried grapes that look like rot. It is not really rotten, but infected with a kind of mold, which eats out very small holes and allows moisture to escape quickly.

It evaporates and becomes dry, improving the sweetness and taste of the wine.

As far as the potion master is concerned, the mandrakes raised in Pomona are too "fat" and they will feel uncomfortable after applying this potion, but for humans, the ingredients that can be effectively used are increased.

The nature of horses is to trample frost and snow, and to jump when they are happy. But in order to tame the horses, Bole branded them with red-hot iron and chiseled the horses' hooves. In doing so, they lost their nature, but because they put on the bridle, they became capable of being tamed.

The power of animals is controlled by humans.

In short, because these "watered" mandrakes are restless even when buried in the soil, and symbiotic bacteria need to be cultivated in low temperature and dark places, Pomona took these flower pots to a fungus cultivation facility.

cellar.

Although many fungi are saprophytic, they need very clean water. There is a willow tree at the entrance of the cellar, which grows in the water. The pool where the willow tree is kept has a glass side, like a fish tank, and you can see the bottom of the water.

ecology.

When Pomona had placed all the mandrakes, she found Severus looking up through the glass jar.

She didn't know what he was looking at, so she watched along with him.

Maybe it was because the water was too clear, and the light coming through was blue, not green like the light shining into the Slytherin lounge from the bottom of the black lake, which made her feel as if she was in the deep sea.

"Why don't you raise something?" Severus said suddenly.

"What do you want to raise? A whale?" she said jokingly.

He was silent for a moment.

"That book originally belonged to the Everly family, and their family was once proficient in herbal medicine."

Pomona looked at him "Is this the Avery who became a Death Eater?"

"The Dark Lord gave me that book because he thought it would be more useful to me," Severus said.

Pomona didn't know what to say.

"There used to be many species of this bone-eating snot flower, but due to Muggle whaling, they were almost extinct." Severus continued, "What a pity."

"Don't listen to him."

He smiled nonchalantly, "I know."

Pomona felt he wasn't listening.

"Have you ever heard the song of a whale?" Severus said.

"I have heard."

"when?"

"On TV."

He looked at her in surprise.

"My specialty is plants," she explained. "Not every Hufflepuff is as good with animals."

He stopped looking at her and touched the glass with his fingers.

"When I was a kid, he once took me to the aquarium." Severus said slowly, "I heard the sound of whales there."

Pomona listened quietly.

"I asked him what they were talking about, and he said to me, 'Is anyone there?' I thought he was lying to me." Severus paused again. "This pool is too small for whales, but for whales,

For whales in the sea, the sea is too big, so they want to communicate with other whales and keep singing in the sea."

"Are you sad about whale falls?" Pomona asked.

"But if they don't die, the snot flower won't survive, even though it looks disgusting," Severus said.

In fact, whale falls not only support bone-eating snot flowers, but also many other creatures. The decomposition of a whale is a huge and complex process.

"Let's go," Severus said.

Then he climbed up the stairs and left the cellar.

It happened that the snow stopped at this time. After a heavy snowstorm, the snow was already up to the knees, making the trek a bit difficult. However, there was no snow at Hogsmeade Station in the distance.

This is a convenience of magic. The rails will heat up in winter and melt the snow. If you are a Muggle, you will need to shovel the snow to make the railway smooth.

Tomorrow is the Christmas vacation, and the school has also decorated many Christmas decorations for the occasion, such as mistletoe that can be seen everywhere. The two of them also met two lovers kissing under the mistletoe.

He turned a blind eye and walked away. Pomona watched him go, and happened to see Gray Lady passing by with a gloomy look on her face.

Nietzsche said that any great love has the cruel idea of ​​killing the object of love to prevent the object from changing wildly, because for love, change of heart is more terrifying than destruction.

A ghost's appearance will not change from the day it dies, but...

"professor."

Pomona turned around and saw Elena Aiken.

"Can I not participate in the potion competition?" Aiken said pitifully.

Pomona felt suspicious, but when she said this, Pomona remembered another thing.

She hurried back to the lounge.

Everyone is packing and preparing to take the train back tomorrow morning.

"Aster!" Pomona yelled.

"What's the matter, Dean?" replied the female prefect who was chatting with someone on the sofa in the common room.

"Follow me," Pomona said.

Then the two of them walked towards the girls' dormitory.

The girls were chatting happily in the tropical rain forest. When they saw Pomona coming, they suddenly seemed to have discovered some kind of terrifying creature and ran back to the dormitory in panic.

"Oh~ you are dead!" Pomona said cruelly.

"What happened, Dean?" Astor asked.

"You go over there," Pomona said. "Don't cover anyone up."

"What are you covering for?" Astor asked.

Pomona headed to the other side, opening the doors one by one to check.

The first two doors she opened had no problem, although she discovered the witches' magazine, as well as Rohart's mugshot from the "Best Smile" award.

When she opened the door to the third bedroom, she smelled a different smell.

There were only three of the four people in the dormitory, and one was missing.

"Where's Nancy?" Pomona asked.

"She didn't go back to the dormitory." A girl said, with an expression that could not hide her panic.

"Nancy Schaeffler!" Pomona yelled. "I'm counting to three. If you don't come out, you don't come home tomorrow."

No answer for a long time.

"1"

"2"

Just when the count was about to reach 3, Nancy appeared. She had just used the invisibility potion.

Pomona took a deep breath.

Generally speaking, if there is only one person "doing bad things", she will leave the lounge and find a "private" place like an empty classroom or bathroom.

But if everyone has a share, then the lounge is a safe place, and there is no need to worry about Filch, Mrs. Norris and Snape.

Encourage Aiken to ask Snape which kind of pearls are good for "girls". If love potions like love potions were brought to the Muggle world...

Although she wanted to roar, she still controlled her temper.

"Can you guys go out for a while?" Pomona said gently to Nancy's roommates.

They glanced at the frightened Nancy and slowly left the dormitory.

After the door closed, Pomona walked over to a bed and sat down.

"Come and sit down," Pomona said to Nancy.

"Let's just say it." Nancy said warily.

"Am I terrible?" Pomona asked.

Nancy looked at Pomona for a long time, maybe thinking she was not that scary, so she sat down farthest away from her.
To be continued...