Chapter 412 The Awakening Soil

"I'm sorry about the Unbreakable Vow." Draco held hot tea and looked at the forest in front of him with gray eyes. "I know it was Aunt Bella's idea, but my mother didn't stop her. I think

She's had enough of my dad swearing."

Pomona ate her chocolate pudding and listened in silence.

"No matter how cruel the oath is, it is empty talk as long as it is not implemented in practice. Scarhead said that the godfather would do anything for his mother. I really doubt it. Aunt Bella can go to Azkaban for the Dark Lord. Then

You can really do anything.”

"What's the point of going to Azkaban?" Pomona said angrily. "Is it a waste of time like Bella?"

"Those are empty words that the godfather used to deal with the white wizard. What he did for you is the real thing." Draco looked at her with eyes like goldfish. "I heard from Charlotte that he even used forbidden magic."

"Stop talking." She said distractedly.

"He almost killed my father. The White Wizard always talks about how great love is, but I don't think he has experienced it himself. It can make people crazy, especially when you want it but can't get it." Della.

Ke whispered, "You asked me to forget Pansy. Why can't you forget Scarhead's mother? I heard from mother that you once defended her."

"What else did your mother say to you?" Pomona asked in alarm.

"He's crazy, Pomona, the Dark Lord." Draco gasped, his breath forming white smoke. "We can't have another crazy leader."

"Severus is no longer worth following in your eyes?" Pomona asked alarmedly.

"I don't know. He doesn't care much about us. My father can do whatever he wants, but he only deals with Gringotts matters. He never participates in the werewolf's plans. He has no idea." Draco was confused.

say.

"So what do you think about it compared to the previous reign of the Dark Lord?"

Draco thought for a while and said, "We don't need to work hard to get credit. This way everything will go smoothly. On the contrary, it will be a lot of trouble when cooperating with outsiders. The dragons Weasley contacted have not arrived yet, and the goblins have been following us all day long."

Cause trouble."

Pomona thought of the "Dark Lord" who romanced her all day long. He was really very free. He was not like Tom Riddle at all, who spent all his time plotting against Albus Dumbledore or using terrorist methods.

Restrain his subordinates so that they will not betray him.

Then she started to get distracted again. It was Sunday after 12 o'clock, and he said he wanted to watch a movie today. In fact, it would be better to watch it in a public place like a movie theater at home, and no one would care about them even if they did something else.

Drinking ice-cold pumpkin juice while warming up over the fire, paired with grilled sausages and steaks, you don’t have to worry about etiquette, just lie on the sofa and eat it, it feels so comfortable.

"I hate working overtime on weekends," Pomona muttered.

"How can you associate domination with working overtime on weekends?" Draco asked incredulously.

"Everyone needs rest, even the Emperor. I heard the Dark Lord never sleeps."

Draco was like a cat with explosive hair, his hair stood on end.

"You didn't know?" Pomona asked.

"I went to school later, and I didn't know what happened at home." Draco said in a trembling voice, "How can a person not need to sleep?"

"So he is a monster." Pomona said coldly, "But even monsters have people who love them, and Bella loves him very much."

Because her lover died, Bella wanted to take revenge on those who took away her lover, and Severus Snape was the first one.

"When a woman goes crazy, she even scares herself. I just heard Severus say that he saw Bella. Did you see it?"

"No." Draco said coldly.

"Are you scared? If Severus and Bella got into a fight."

Draco was silent for a while and finally nodded.

"Don't worry, I will protect you." Pomona hugged Draco.

"I should be the one to protect you." Draco said gloomily, "The Staff of Destiny chose me instead of Godfather. I was the one who made Slytherin fail."

"If you think so, Draco, then you are absolutely wrong. The Elder Wand chose Severus. The Dark Lord must kill him if he wants to possess the Elder Wand. Killing is not the solution to the problem. East Rome

The empire once had a general named Phocas. He used killing and suppression to deal with those who wanted to resist him. As a result, his city defense army betrayed him, everyone betrayed him, and Heraclius easily defeated him.

After obtaining the crown, you may think that Severus' process of becoming a leader is easy, but it is precisely because the previous leader failed so much and people are eager for a new leader that he can be so successful." Pomona hugged her body tightly.

"The Dark Lord must actually kill him in order to gain the allegiance of the Elder Wand. Then I will have to become a widow. The Elder Wand chose you to give us all a chance of survival."

"It's not easy to get the recognition of the Elder Wand," Draco said. "Grindelwald didn't even get it."

"I don't care who it recognizes, I just want to go back and rest now." Pomona said painfully, "While warming the fire and drinking iced pumpkin juice, making out and cuddling, this is what I want."

Draco shook his head.

"You think I'm wrong?"

"You don't want anything else?"

"He gave me his most precious time. Is there any jewelry in the world that can compare to this?" Pomona said with a relieved smile, "Let me tell you a secret, he didn't know that I came to see you. Before I came, I

I have fought in other places and my magic power has been exhausted. Do you know about the warm-up potion?"

"Did you drink that thing?" Draco immediately let go of Pomona.

"When the effect of the medicine wears off, I'm afraid I won't even have the strength to stand up." Pomona said happily, "I'm so glad you are a doctor, Draco. You heal people instead of hurting them."

Draco looked like he was going to cry at any moment, his eyes welling up with tears.

"I asked you to learn Parseltongue not because I want you to become a dark wizard. The earliest inventor of Parseltongue was a doctor and an alchemist. Slytherin and pure-blood nobles have been misunderstood for many years. I think this is why the Elder Wand chose you.

The reason is that you are indeed the chosen one." Pomona's heart beat uncomfortably, and she heard the mysterious rustling sound again. "The Dark Lord told me, what's the use of love except making people weak?

, but I still hope you can learn to love. Women will be stupid as long as they meet love. Even if she is Ravenclaw, you have to believe in Astonia. She cares about you because she cares too much about you.

"

The aftertaste of magical power that vibrated in the air woke everyone up. The pit where the fire was made began to collapse quickly, and then a huge bone-white claw stretched out from the pit, with dead leaves and soil quickly climbing around it.

It, the fire from the fire had no harm on it, and an ugly black giant crawled out of the pit.

Even Slytherin, who was used to seeing death and killing, was startled when he saw this thing, and the people at the pit immediately disapparated and fled.

"What is that?" Draco said in shock.

"Giant." Pomona said expressionlessly, "Thousands of years ago, the Forbidden Forest was the battlefield of the giant war. I knew that such a commotion would wake up the sleeping things in the forest."

"Then why didn't you stop it?" Draco shouted uncontrollably.

"Can you stop it?" Pomona sneered and said, "What's more, the giant didn't wake up on its own. It was the dark wizard who woke it up. Don't be idle and find the person who controls it."

After saying that, Pomona pulled down her hood, hiding her figure.
Chapter completed!