Chapter 649 dragonborn

Pomona took a bottle of water from the lake in a glass bottle and looked at it in the moonlight.

It looked clear and transparent, and there was nothing wrong with it, but whether it was poisonous or not would only be known if her potions master at home checked it.

The oak tree is the symbol of the seventh month in the Celtic tree calendar, which begins on June 10 and ends on July 7. In wizard superstition, the combination of oak and holly must be unlucky.

Some people believe in superstition, while others don't. For example, Voldemort is superstitious about the number 7.

Hagrid's wand is oak, and he gets along well with Harry. Ginny's wand is the same as Voldemort's, which is yew. Legend has it that the owner of a yew wand is easily attracted to black magic, but the reality is that Severus is

The owner of the sacred birch wand is even more obsessed with black magic.

In the eyes of Muggles, the statues of Lily, James and Harry in Godric's Hollow are just obelisks with names engraved on them. This island in the middle of the lake may also look like something else in the eyes of Muggles, starting from the time they came to this place.

, Pomona felt like she was walking on the clouds, and a strong intuition told her that this place was beyond her ability to deal with at this stage.

"Are you okay professor?" Bill asked.

"I'm very good," she said with a smirk.

"What makes you so angry? Is it because of Neville's attitude just now?"

"No, I understand that it is difficult to forgive someone. He only compromised with the Death Eaters because of the situation. He did not really forgive them." She rubbed her face. "What I am angry about is why I am so useless."

"What defense methods do you think the druids will set up to destroy us dark creatures?" Bill said with a smile.

"That's not funny at all!" Fleur said angrily.

"How do I know?" Pomona put the bottle of water back into the velvet bag. "The shamans in each place have different powers and understand the world in different ways. Oh, you know? Inuit

People also have animagus."

Pomona told Bill the story Iris told her again.

"When I went to XZ before, there was an island in the holy lake. There were many practitioners on the island. They lived an isolated life. The altitude there was very high and there were no woods around. No one would bother to move a boat there.

Every winter, after the lake freezes, the practitioners will leave the island in the middle of the lake to exchange supplies with ordinary people. I thought it would be troublesome to go to this island. There are many wonders in this world, and there are many unknowns. I don’t know everything.

of."

"Have you been to XZ?" Bill asked.

"Yes, I was still very young at that time. I was ordered by Albus to deal with the unruly snowman, but I almost couldn't come back." She said with a smile, "We were like fools at that time, busy with everything.

We can’t help, we’re just freeloaders. Others thought we were sent by fire mages and should be good at fire magic, but it turns out we don’t know it at all.”

"We?" Bill asked.

"Severus, we stayed there for almost a year. On the one hand, we were traveling and on the other hand, we were avoiding the Great Trial."

"Did you just call him 'Snape'?" Fleur asked in confusion, "Why did you call him that?"

Pomona looked at this real French girl. After all, she had been assimilated by the British and was not good at showing her emotions.

"Charlie too, you may not know, he is also a member of the Order of the Phoenix." Bill quickly changed the subject.

"Oh, I know, he seems to have made a lot of money selling dragon blood."

"That was not his idea. He basically didn't return home. Albus asked him to recruit wizards overseas. His friends suggested that he use this method to raise funds." Bill said, "George and Fred wanted to fund the Order of the Phoenix.

But dad didn’t let them join because they were too young.”

Pomona looked at Bill and felt that there was something in his words.

"I know you want to reconcile the relationship between the other three houses and the Death Eaters, but you can't use Neville and his pure-blood status to say that." Bill said softly, "This will only be counterproductive."

"I don't know Bill, I haven't slept for three days and three nights. Now the magic medicine is keeping me awake, but my brain is starting to slow down." Pomona said painfully, "I want to rest."

"Then take a good rest." Fleur took out her wand. "Do you need help?"

"Not now." She shook her head, "Today is the full moon."

"The curse is broken at dusk, and it is broken at midnight. The worst is over." Bill said consolingly, "My parents always believe in these superstitions. Although some are unreliable, some are still accurate."

"Bill." Fleur looked happily at her husband, who was disfigured beyond recognition by the werewolf's claws.

Pomona felt like her teeth were going to ache.

"I know that I am not my parents' favorite child. They prefer Charlie. He is much braver than me and dares to fight the dragon."

"I don't think so." Pomona said solemnly, "You were injured to protect those children. The maximum number of arms you can suffer from being bitten by a dragon, and you're done by being bitten by a werewolf."

"He and Hagrid are good friends. You know, they both like magical animals. Sometimes he also struggles with whether he should be assigned to Hufflepuff. He never understands why Professor Grubblan doesn't like you. She is just like you.

All support Dumbledore."

"It's complicated," Pomona said wearily.

"Is it because you are a half-blood Veela?" Fleur asked angrily in French-flavored English.

"Britain is not France, my dear, it is much better now than before." She looked at the calm lake. There was a small castle in the distance on the river bank. It was not as grand as Hogwarts, but it reminded her of burying Albuquerque.

Si's white tomb, the scenery seen from the island after the funeral is almost the same as it is now.

"I want to create a better world for Teddy Lupine, just like Albus did for me."

"I remember you didn't attend Tonks's wedding." Fleur recalled, "And my wedding."

"That's because I wasn't invited at all. I once opposed Tonks' relationship with Remus. For her, Remus was too old, too poor, and too dangerous."

"But you still married a Death Eater, and it was Severus Snape." Fleur said strangely, "Everyone knows that he loves Lily."

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not sacrificing myself." Pomona sneered and said, "He is a 'hero', so he should have a beautiful woman as a reward. I married him for other reasons."

"May I know why?" Fleur asked.

"It's been 34 years, and I've given up resisting." Pomona sighed. "Human women basically have no hope of getting pregnant at my age."

"You want children?" Fleur asked.

"There used to be one, but then there was no more." She subconsciously touched her belly, "It was his decision."

"I heard that you lived at St. Mungo's for nine months," Bill said.

"No one can estimate the magical damage caused by the Unforgivable Curse." Pomona said sadly, "There is some kind of connection between the child and the mother. Neville also felt it when Alice was tortured. He kept crying and couldn't sleep.

No, I used the Oblivion Curse on him, but I didn't control the strength well and caused him another injury. I was also tortured by the Cruciatus Curse. I don't know what effect it would have on her."

"It wasn't your fault, it was Bellatrix." Bill said. "I'm glad Mum killed her."

Just by mentioning Bella's name, Bill, who was still joking to himself just now, lost his smile.

"Charlie said he won't get married. Anyway, he will have many nephews and nieces in the future." Fleur frowned sadly, "It's not okay for him to be unstable like this."

Bill said nothing.

But Pomona observed him carefully, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he had remembered something interesting.

"What are you thinking, Bill?" Pomona said with a smirk.

"Charlie has always liked outdoor activities." Bill said with a smile. "Before Harry, he was the seeker and captain of Gryffindor. I thought he would go to play Quidditch in the professional league, but he actually went to

He went to study dragons in Romania, and he was transferred back just a few days before he wanted to be transferred away. Like Newt Scamander, he can't stand indoor work."

Some men are like this. Rather than being bound by family, children, wife, and responsibilities, he prefers to be single. He does not feel lonely, but is "free".

"Let's talk about Norberta, what happened to the man Charlie found? How could he be so irresponsible!"

Bill looked at her inexplicably: "Norberta? That Norway Spinosaurus?"

"Who else could it be?"

"Norberta broke free from the chains and ran out. She thought she was a dragon and nothing in the outside world could pose a threat to her. As a result, she fell into someone else's trap and ate food containing a lot of sleep water. Charlie asked

It took friends a long time to get her back."

"She wasn't abandoned?"

"Who told you she was abandoned?" Bill asked.

Who else could it be? Her "lovely" husband, Mr. Severus Snape, the double agent who is good at lying!

"Damn vipers." Pomona said through gritted teeth, and the voice came out from between her teeth with a hissing sound.

"You know, many people think highly of Snape now, but I know he didn't take such risks just to save the world." Bill paused. "Charlie is more interested in fire dragons than women, but Snape

He is not that kind of person. Potions and magic are his tools to climb up. When he reaches the top of the mountain, he may waste these two things. I didn't invite you to my wedding, but you invited us to your wedding.

You left early that day..."

"Oh, stop talking!" Pomona covered her face and wailed, she had almost forgotten about it.

"We haven't had time to give you gifts yet." Bill suppressed a smile and said, "You know, I don't have much money, so I thought I could find a way to get a dragon egg. Can you find a suitable place to take care of it?"

Pomona looked at Bill through her fingers. He was smiling as cunningly as a weasel. No wonder Draco gave Ron the nickname "weasely".

If we are really a family, we don’t have to enter the same house.
Chapter completed!