Harry Potter Morning Light

For teachers at the beginning of the Hogwarts school season, generally speaking, they will experience the following two situations:

First, freshmen who lost their way and couldn't find their classrooms.

Second, the freshmen who were crying heartbreakingly and clamoring to go home.

Professor McGonagall has been teaching at Hogwarts for several years, and Pomona's complaints are simply ignored by her. Although Pomona has cried like other freshmen, but she was caught by the terrible Leitlin cried in fright. Overall, she felt fine, and she was not broken into pieces like she was stepped on by a dragon.

Ah, such is life, it can save a man or it can destroy a man. The colorful life feels very fresh at first, but soon you will find that it is actually messy and disorderly, and there is no pattern at all. If you don’t want to be driven crazy by it, find a place to put the things that upset you and don’t want to throw them away. Throw things in and let the overly colorful life return to monotony and peace, and you will feel much more comfortable at that time.

Nick, I have something to ask you. Pomona found the ghost of Gryffindor in front of the tapestry on the eighth floor. Nearly headless Nick turned around. He straightened the stiff hoop collar, and then grabbed his hair with his right hand, until the head with part of the severed neck almost fell off before he put the head back.

Good afternoon, young lady, is there anything I can do for you?

He thought he took off his hat, but Pomona thought it was really disgusting. Article 68 of Hufflepuff's code of conduct, as long as the enemy is not a provocative one, you can smile at each other. This is the most basic courtesy , So Pomona smiled sweetly at the almost headless Nico, and said stupidly: Dear Nico, do you know where there are banned books besides the library and the Ravenclaw lounge?

Book? Nicol said, flitting lightly around a pillar, and said, Swords should be easier to find if you're looking in Gryffindor Tower.

What else can she say?

You are not human, I can feel the breath of the forest fairy, but you are not a forest fairy, um, it's amazing.

Nico rubbed his chin and floated over to Pomona for a closer look.

Nobody calls them fairies anymore, Pomona corrected Nico.

But that's what I called that kind of magical creature in my time, ah, I remembered, I don't know where there are the forbidden books you mentioned, but I do know where there are old books.

Really? Pomona was very happy. Almost all the banned books were old books from the Middle Ages, which happened to be the Tell me where? of Nicole's era.

See the tapestry? You concentrate on the place you need, and after walking through that section of the wall three times, you will see a door opposite the tapestry, and you can find what you want after walking in.

Pomona looked in the direction Nico was pointing, and there was nothing on the wall, and when she turned around to ask Nico, he had already flown away.

Even children who grew up in the wizarding world felt that there were too many secrets in Hogwarts. Taking a deep breath, Pomona finally imagined the room where the old books were kept as Nicole said, and walked back and forth three times. There was a flash of white light, and an old wooden door appeared on the empty wall. The knocker on the door was two badgers, which looked very Hufflepuff style.

Did I find Helga's room? She thought wildly, and gently pushed open the door. The space inside was astonishingly large, at least as high as two floors, and the area could almost fit There are two restaurants, and there is a mountain of books in such a huge space. Maybe all the house elves in Hogwarts should be able to clean it up in a hundred years.

She couldn't remember the name of the book Pomona was looking for. She had only seen it in a document, and that book was about the language of plants.

Animals have mouths and can call, but how can plants speak without such organs? You have to ask the mandrake, as long as someone pulls it out of the pot, it screams very vigorously.

She took out her wand Talking plants fly.

Shushan didn't respond.

The language of plants flies in.

Shushan still didn't respond.

How to communicate with plants.

The secrets of plants fly in.

The whispers of the plants fly in.

She persisted for about half an hour, and didn't stop until she felt that there was a problem with her Flying Charm. This method didn't work at all. She had to know the correct title of the book to find the book she wanted.

Knowledge is like an ocean, if you are not careful, you will drown. Pomona doesn't know how many old textbooks are in these books. If she calls the wrong name, a mountain of books will press her down, and she may become Hogwarts. He was the first student in Zizi history to be crushed to death by a book.

Why did you plant the Whomping Willow at this time? Pomona was very confused. When the tree started to make noise, it was terrifying. It is estimated that no student would dare to approach it in the future. In fact, they can also plant it during the holidays. The professor of herbalism is not here, and there are other people in the wizarding world who can consult. What is Dumbledore trying to do with so much trouble?

How to take care of the beating Liu Feilai! She said indiscriminately, as if giving up on herself, she didn't expect that there would be a real reaction in the book mountain, but the book was hidden deep in the book mountain, and it seemed that it would not be easy to fly out.

what to do?

Left and right separated! She pointed to the corner of the book mountain, and a stack of books was separated from the book mountain.

Left and right separation! She pointed to the side, and more books were separated from the book mountain, so she repeated this four or five times, and the book mountain finally showed signs of collapse, so she hid far away and watched helplessly. Watch it fall.

Dust that had accumulated for unknown centuries floated up, making her face ashamed, and just as she was busy shaking the dust away with her sleeve, an old curly and yellowed book fell to her feet.

She stooped to pick it up, wiped off the dust, and had How to Care for the Whomping Willow written in cursive script on the cover, but the book was handwritten and the pages were not parchment. , but papyrus, a paper that originated in Egypt and is no longer used.

Please, don't use hieroglyphics! Pomona prayed sincerely, then gritted her teeth and opened the book, which was fortunately in English.

Wizards are like this, they are mysterious, sometimes in order to show off their knowledge, they will use lost text to encrypt their notes, and when this happens, scholars have to decrypt them, which is a waste of time.

Just then, she heard a hoarse voice coming from the room.

It sounded like a whisper, but in a language she couldn't understand, and it made a hissing sound from time to time, like a snake, and the sound made her tremble involuntarily.

She saw a ghost just now, but the monster hidden in this huge empty room is not as visible as the pearly white ghost. Maybe it is not the ghost that people are afraid of, but the unknown. Even wizards also encounter unexplainable things. When weird things happen.

If she was brave Gryffindor, she would take her wand and find out what made the sound.

If she's an intellectually curious Ravenclaw, she'll analyze why this is happening.

If she's the arrogant and powerful Slytherin, she'll show that overbearing thing the power of the Dark Arts.

But she was only Hufflepuff's stupid girl, so she turned and ran away as fast as she could ever have.

Rule 69 of Hufflepuff's code of conduct, trust your instincts when you can only make hasty decisions.

Pomona was sure that she couldn't afford to offend the unknown thing inside, if she didn't run now, when would she wait?