Chapter 3056 adamas (9)

"I'm back!" Mrs. Evans shouted.

"Mom is back!" Lily said happily, then stood up and ran to greet her.

Pomona followed, and when she arrived at the door, Penny was there, and the two sisters helped Mrs. Evans get her things.

"This is not for you."

Just as Penny was about to open a bag, Mrs. Evans said and handed the bag to Pomona.

"This is your birthday present."

"This is not the time for my birthday," Pomona said.

"It's a belated gift." Evans insisted and handed the bag to Pomona. "Besides, you are still our guest."

She felt that the hospitality was too much to refuse, so she took the bag and was about to open it, but was stopped by Mrs. Evans.

"Let's go next door and try them on, and you can go and have some fun yourself," Mrs. Evans said to Lily and Petunia.

So the two sisters took the remaining bags to the living room, and Pomona and Mrs. Evans went to Mrs. Evans' room.

The first thing she did after returning to her bedroom was to close the curtains. Pomona didn't understand why she had to close the curtains in broad daylight.

"Open it now," said Mrs. Evans.

Pomona opened the pocket and found a strange-shaped piece of cloth inside.

"What is this for?" she asked confused.

"Didn't your mother teach you?" Mrs. Evans asked worriedly.

In fact, Pomona has never met her mother, but she feels that Mrs. Evans may not understand creatures like Veela.

"I'll teach you," Mrs. Evans said, unbuckling the piece of fabric and saying, "Take off your top."

Pomona did so.

"Why are you still wearing this little vest?" Mrs. Evans accused.

"I can still wear it." Pomona said, looking at her flat chest.

Mrs. Evans shook her head and asked Pomona to take off this dress as well, and then put on the fabric she bought.

It was then that Pomona understood that the "gift" Mrs. Evans gave her was something called underwear, even though she often saw models in magazines wearing similar swimsuits called bikinis.

"Okay." Mrs. Evans sighed, "You are a big girl, and this is what you should wear."

Pomona looked at the floor-length mirror not far away.

She felt that she looked no different, not to mention that after putting on the outer clothes, she couldn't see what she was wearing underneath. Is it necessary to buy such clothes?

But Mrs. Evans's insistence could be felt even after Pomona had been in contact with her for a short time, so she put her coat back on in a polite manner.

Now Mrs. Evans was satisfied. She stood up, walked to the window again, and opened the curtains again.

The summer sun was a bit dazzling, and it took her a while to get used to it. Then she saw Snape standing outside the window. He was looking directly at Lily's house, looking a little scary.

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There are many styles of clothing in the magazine. Although Pomona cannot wear them, it does not prevent her from admiring them. However, she prefers the floral dress worn by Mrs. Evans to fashion.

Cokeworth is a very polluted city. Mrs. Evans wore this outfit and also made similar styles for Lily and Petunia. The mother and daughter looked very fresh when they appeared on the street. But when Lily and Petunia

Petunia no longer wears floral clothes when she grows up. Petunia has worked in a big city and can follow the trends of the times even if she becomes a housewife. Lily's clothes are not considered by the working class.

Girls have many dressing styles, but they often only wear one style when going out for the day.

There are many different Roman laws regarding wills, such as the "Follian Law", "Volcanian Law", "Falcidic Law", etc. Each law has restrictions, and some do not allow inheritance to be left to women and to people from other provinces.

, or a person who is incapable of acquiring as stipulated in the Papia Laws.

Caesarion was unable to inherit Rome not because he was an illegitimate son. Even in the Middle Ages, illegitimate children recognized by their fathers would be arranged. The monk who advocated leaving the seminary in Oxford had a noble father, but his legal heir

They were all dead, so he was anxious to leave.

The reason why the others didn't leave was not just because they obeyed the order. Other places were not necessarily better than the monastery. There was still famine in the countryside, but in the monastery at least they had enough food and clothing. The one who took action thought that he was not pious enough in the face of his faith and crawled.

He killed the opponent from such a long distance.

Caesarion had never been recognized by Caesar, not to mention that his mother was a foreigner. According to the regulations of the Mansipashu ceremony, both parties must be Roman citizens. In short, Caesar had no legal reason to hand over his inheritance to him.

Although other mistresses had illegitimate children, Caesar, as a consul, needed to maintain not only order, but also "good customs." If there was an affair in a civilian family, there would be uproar.

Trusts or heirs can bypass all existing legal means and are not restricted by them. Similar to the Falsedic law, which stipulates that only three-quarters can be bequeathed, all of Caesar's property will be handed over to Octavian.

But this also breaks the existing balance of testamentary inheritance. If the previous testator wanted the testator to obtain the property, he could choose the corresponding law and testamentary method, and follow the relevant legal restrictions.

You may encounter a situation where your friend wears an ugly piece of clothing and asks you to evaluate it. Should you honestly tell her that this outfit is ugly, or should you tell her a white lie?

A white lie is still a lie, but "honesty" seems impersonal, impolite, and inconsiderate.

A friend is not an emperor. If you laugh at her, she might not play with you anymore.

Pomona didn't know why she thought of this, but when she came to the door, Severus had already entered the greenhouse.

He looked annoyed and was rummaging around in the greenhouse, as if he was looking for something.

"What are you doing?" Pomona said, wrapping the blanket tightly around her body.

This scene, tsk...

She was so dizzy thinking about it that she put all the blame on that dream.

"Where is he?" Severus said as if he was asking for a crime.

"What him? It's just me." Pomona said coldly, "What are you crazy about?"

He didn't listen to her at all and continued to search in the greenhouse.

She really had nothing to hide, so she followed him leisurely.

Assume that if the Nazis come to your house to search for guerrillas, no one will blame you if you lie to them. But what if you don’t want to violate your own principles and lie, but you don’t want to betray the guerrillas?

You could actually tell the SS "I don't know where they are."

This is not a lie, because you really don't know where the guerrillas are hiding in your home, in the cellar, closet, attic, etc., although these areas are all within the scope of your home.

This is different from lying directly, but misleading the truth. Although the result is the same, it is to gain the trust of the other party and make people unable to find the truth.

Misleading truths still follow moral principles, and white lies violate this moral principle even if they are well-intentioned. However, according to the principle of least effort, most people's first reaction is to lie. After all, they have to react temporarily.

It is not easy to give an "answer" that does not violate principles and does not betray friends.

This is part of the human evolution process. Some things take a long time to think about, and sometimes we often don’t have that much time.

In ancient Rome, some people would become slaves because of debts. In the slave market, sellers would loudly state the slave's strengths and weaknesses for buyers to consider.

Sometimes they were shackled to prevent them from escaping, but these were later removed.

Most of the people who can write laws are educated people. Education generally costs money. Now that the laws have been changed, one day they will no longer need to wear shackles when they themselves are in debt problems.

What is the truth?

Some people think it is something that can be seen and touched, while others think it can be tested to verify its authenticity. The latter is often influenced by Newton.

But there are many things that cannot be tested by classical physics, such as the theory of relativity. Many of the things they study are invisible and intangible.

Then there is "possibility", which is like two roads. People choose one of them, and this choice makes "possibility" become a reality. The other road that is not taken has not been experienced, but it does not exist.

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What Severus was doing now reminded Pomona of the letter he opened from Penny privately. No matter how curious he was, opening someone's letter was disrespectful, not to mention that he told Lily.

Now Pomona also felt disrespected, but just when she was about to scold him, she felt her feet tripped.

When she lowered her head, she found that the lace of her nightgown was caught on a branch - this kind of spider silk can easily stick to leaves.

Normally she would burn spider silk with fire, but now she wears it on her body.

So she tried to pull it off, but it didn't come off. The magic plant even moved and lifted the hem of her skirt up a bit.

She didn't want to scream, there was no one in this place who could help her now except Snape.

Then she thought that she would never wear this skirt again, so she planned to use a cutting spell to cut it open.

"Don't move." As soon as she raised her wand, she heard someone say.

"What are you doing!" She glared at the only other person in the greenhouse angrily.

"Let me help you." He said expressionlessly, walked over to her and squatted down.

"I can do it myself without you," she said impatiently, but when she raised her wand, she found that it was difficult to cut because of the angle.

He raised the wand, and the next moment she heard the terrible sound of the cloth breaking, and she was too scared to look in that direction.

Later, she thought about it and realized that he had saved her, just like releasing a butterfly tangled in spider silk.

After her feet were free again, he stood up, raised his hand and pinched her chin, making her look at him.

"Is there really no one else?" he asked coldly.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Pomona said, wrapping the blanket tightly around her. "I'm the only one here."
To be continued...