The bad shopping experience in Diagon Alley put Pomona in a bad mood for the next two days, during which she refused to talk to Pete, who was clearly not in the mood to pay attention to her, and who had his own friends, so she

Return to the old life and take care of the plants in the field with Mrs. Sprout.

The magic of house elves can exceed that of wizards. In Hogwarts, wizards cannot apparate, but elves can. However, most house elves know more about living magic. If house elves live in the forest,

A creature, Veela are the elves responsible for maintaining the forest. Veela are born with a very high affinity with plants, so each of Mrs. Sprout's pumpkins are big and sweet.

"Well, let's take a rest." Mrs. Sprout announced after a long morning of gardening. "What would you like to drink, dear?"

"Just black tea." Pomona stood up and took off her mud-stained gloves. "It will be perfect with the honey cake you baked yesterday."

"Then do you want to drink tea inside or outside?"

"Outside!" Pomona pointed to the small pavilion on the hillside and said, "The weather is good today, and the wind is very comfortable."

"Okay, go over and wait for me. I'll be back soon."

The beautiful countryside is far away from the hustle and bustle of the world. There are always one or two places in England that can be isolated from the world as long as you are willing to look for it. When Pomona walked towards the pavilion with her skirt in hand, the desolate scenery in the distance did not

It didn't make her feel lonely. It was as vibrant as the city. There were a few dwarf fir trees outside the fence that were trying to grow up. There was also a row of skinny thorns chasing the sun in one direction. There were flocks of birds in the reed marshes. There were flocks of birds here at any time.

They all circulate an inspiring and pure air, which is completely different from Diagon Alley, which looks prosperous on the surface but actually makes people feel gloomy.

Durmstrang became depressed after Grindelwald was killed, and the atmosphere in Hogwarts, now full of Death Eaters, will become gloomy. Beauxbatons may be very relaxed in comparison. As long as she learns to keep a low profile,

It's okay not to offend those annoying relatives, but she won't be able to go back to Mrs. Sprout's house after she returns to France, and the holidays will become very difficult.

It was time to make a choice. Pomona had never heard of transferring between the three major magic schools.

Students who graduate from Hogwarts usually stay in the UK to work. This pavilion was built by Peter's father. He likes Baroque-style architecture very much. The decoration of the pavilion is complicated and exaggerated. It looks like an elf palace in a fairy tale. However, he

But his job is extremely boring as a Gringotts Curse Breaker, spending all day underground without seeing the light of day.

"What kind of life do you want, Pomona?" She murmured to herself as she looked at the wilderness in the distance. She didn't like the current wizarding world, but it was impossible to return to the Veela society. After the war, Muggles continued to appear.

The city was expanded and the forest was destroyed, so now they are hard to find.

Some kind of change was imminent. She felt at a loss and didn't know what to do. She wanted to grasp her intuition, but her intuition was not always accurate. Just like that day at Ollivander, no one understood it.

She still kept the wand made of Veela hair in her bedroom.

It didn't take long for Mrs. Sprout to come to the pavilion. She walked over with a staggering step carrying a basket. She rarely used magic except for making delicious food. In her words, this was the weird insistence of an old woman.

"I heard from Peter that the first time you picked up the wand, you learned to summon the guardian angel and summoned the patronus?" Mrs. Sprout said while making tea. The charming fragrance of tea filled the air. She felt that this was

When talking about this topic, my mood has calmed down.

"Yes, ma'am." Pomona took out the cut honey cake from the basket.

"Then why don't you use that wand? It suits you perfectly doesn't it?"

"Mrs. Sprout, how did you and Mr. Sprout meet?"

She raised her eyebrows, took a sip of the still smoking black tea, and then elegantly placed it on the cup and saucer. The porcelain clashed with each other and made a pleasant sound. Then she said softly, "We met in school. At that time, I

Almost as a squib, the Sorting Hat sorted me into Hufflepuff. I have to say it's a really smart hat. If I had been sorted into other houses, I probably wouldn't have known him."

"How many people get married after graduation?"

Mrs. Sprout burst into laughter.

"Oh, dear, you went to Hogwarts to study, not to fall in love. Although I don't think Dumbledore will punish students who fall in love while studying, I think you should focus on studying."

Pomona couldn't describe her feelings in words. She felt that no one would understand her.

"You're worried because of your mother, right?" Mrs. Sprout patted Pomona's hand. "Worried about making the same wrong choice as her?"

"Why would someone ignore the warning?" Pomona said sadly. "The day we bought wands, I met a Muggle girl. She knew she might be in danger at school but still wanted to be a wizard."

Pomona believed that someone must have warned her mother not to combine with humans, but she still followed her heart, which turned her life into a tragedy.

"I don't know, Pomona, but I know that if you try, you may have a 50% chance of success, but if you don't even have the courage to try, you will fail 100% of the time." Mrs. Sprout said softly, "Our one

In that era, wizards were not allowed to marry Muggles and wizards from Muggle families, but Henry left the family for me and settled down here. Love gives people the courage to overcome all obstacles and difficulties. However, after deciding to love someone

You must learn how to distinguish a person before you meet him. Some people's hearts are not what they appear to be. This is why I hope you can learn from the fat monk. He has a pair of eyes that are good at distinguishing."

"What are the advantages of Peeves?"

"Who knows, you can only ask him after you enroll." Mrs. Sprout picked up the tea cup again. "Rather than worrying about the future, you should first decide what kind of person you want to be. I believe a friendly and compassionate person will live a good life."

Very happy, what do you think, dear?"

As soon as Mrs. Sprout finished speaking, her eyes were fixed in one place as if she had seen something. Pomona followed her line of sight and saw a black shadow flying slowly from a distance. It became

It grew bigger and bigger, and finally revealed its true form, which was an owl, holding an envelope in its talons.

When the time for fate came, Pomona stood up and walked to the entrance of the pavilion. The owl flew straight over after seeing her. Just when she thought it would hit her, it suddenly released its talons.

, threw the two letters at her feet, then flapped her wings with agility, flew around the pavilion, and finally landed on the table in the middle, pecking at the sweet honey cake as if she was the master.

Could it be that both schools sent notices?

Pomona felt inexplicably surprised. She knelt down and picked up the two letters. One of them had the Hogwarts emblem on the paint, representing the four houses of lion, badger, snake and eagle. There was a capital letter in front of it.

"h", the other letter had nothing on it, and there was no mark on the envelope, except for the words "From Pomona" written in the very corner.

"This is your father's handwriting." Mrs. Sprout took a sip of tea. "You are his daughter no matter what. He will not ignore you."
Chapter completed!