Harry Potter Morning Light

Chapter 3062 The Veil of Ignorance ([-])
In ancient Greek mythology, there was a Trojan prince named Paris, who was asked by three goddesses to judge who should belong to the golden apple provided by the goddess of strife.

For Paris, who was born as a prince, power can wait to be inherited later, and he can go on the road of a hero in the future, but love is not something that can be encountered every day.

For Sirius Black, even love is not so scarce, but friendship is very precious to him.

"Do you know what they told me to do?"

On the lawn overlooking the Quidditch pitch, Sirius basked in the sun and shouted to Pomona and James.

"They made me hide like I was a shady house elf, oh no, I'm not as good as our house elf, he's allowed to entertain guests."

"You can ask them for some clothes." James said with a playful smile.

Pomona shook his head.

During the summer vacation, the Dark Lord came to Black's house as a guest, and then Sirius was driven back to his room as he said before, but he didn't really stay at home, but ran out to play.

"I wish they could set me free by giving me a piece of clothing." Sirius sneered. "In that way, everyone will be happy."

The subject was no longer so funny, when James suddenly stood up.

"I'll go to the stadium to see how the new players are adapting." James said backwards.

Sirius waved at James, and James turned and left.

Pomona felt nervous, now that she and Sirius were alone...

"This map cannot be displayed outside the castle." Sirius said as he took out the Marauder's Map. "Look."

Pomona stared at the blank, yellowed parchment.

"There are no people on the Quidditch pitch in the castle." Sirius continued, "There are also people in the secret passage."

"The secret passage was not part of the castle in the first place, it was dug by people later." Pomona said intently, "Quidditch also appeared in the 14th century."

"It's the 13th century." Sirius corrected.

"Well, whatever century you say it is," said Pomona indifferently.

"It's a fact. There are records of the introduction of Golden Snidget in the 13th century." Sirius said.

"I know, I'm talking about modern Quidditch!" said Pomona anxiously. "It's not the Snidget, it's the Snitch."

Sirius was not interested in this topic, and continued to study with the Marauder's Map.

The night of the full moon is coming soon, if it can be made, it will be much more convenient to sneak out, without worrying about being discovered.

"Friendship" was Sirius's primary need, and Pomona quickly put aside the delusions that had just appeared in her mind.

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Pomona looked at Felicity and Minerva, who were standing at the other end of the table in the headmaster's office, and Albus Dumbledore sitting in the same high-backed chair as the judge.

"Lily can't be alone," Pomona told the principal, who was seated in the same chair at the time. "I mean, she needs friends, people to talk to."

"She will find new friends," said Dumbledore calmly, "and she will be with James and Harry, they are her family."

"No, I'm talking about female friends!" said Pomona, raising her voice.

"I know there is a woman in the area, and your request has been denied." Dumbledore said impatiently, "This is a secret mission, and too many people should not know about it."

After James and Lily's hiding place in Godric's Hollow was exposed, Pomona knew who the "female friend Dumbledore could talk to" was - Basilda Shabat, Grindelwald's aunt .

Apart from history, Pomona felt that Lily and she had nothing to talk about. Could it be that they were talking about fashion?
Pomona took a deep breath and stood in the center of the "stage".

In Rome during the reign of kings, when the king needed to be crowned, a fortune-teller would assist in completing the ceremony at the Assembly of Culia. Numa, the second king of Rome, was unwilling to become king at first, but because bird divination showed that the three gods were all Agreeing to this result, Numa became king of Rome.

He later fell in love with a fairy... This is not the point. The point is that Numa was not the king's son, but the king's son-in-law. He had no blood relationship with the king, but the results of divination confirmed the legitimacy of his inheritance.

"Do you know why you're here?" Thickness asked, looking at Pomona.

"I'm not a Legilimency, how do I know what you're thinking?" Pomona said, looking at him coldly.

"This kind of temptation is unnecessary. Can I ask about your whereabouts last night?" Dumbledore asked.

"I was in the Greenhouse," said Pomona, "and took a short walk in the Forbidden Forest. Hagrid can testify to me."

"He can't testify," Thickness said.

"Why not?" Pomona asked back.

Thicknesse glanced at Dumbledore, "Hagrid once had a criminal record..."

"You want to question his ability to testify because of that?" Pomona sneered.

"Whether Hagrid has the ability to testify will be discussed later, what were you doing at the time?" Dumbledore said.

"I passed his chicken coop, and the chickens in it were fighting, and the movement drew him over," said Pomona, and then looked at Snape. "Professor Snape was there, and Hagrid saw him too." .”

"Why did Professor Snape appear?" Dumbledore asked.

"Walks," Pomona said aloud. "I don't think you announced a rule against a teacher going for a walk in the Forbidden Forest, Headmaster."

"Then what?" Thicknesse asked.

"Then we went back to my conservatory and we met Stringer, who was outside the conservatory." Pomona looked at Thicknesses and said, "Are you going to question the Auror Chief of Staff's ability to testify?"

Thicknesse fell silent.

"After speaking with Stringer, do you know where he went?" Dumbledore asked.

"He came to the greenhouse, and we studied the mandrake all night." Pomona said, meeting Dumbledore's eyes, "until he went to the Great Hall for dinner in the morning."

There was an eerie silence for a few seconds.

"Studying mandrakes?" Thickness said.

"Professor Snape provided a potion, which is said to provide the medicinal effect of the Mandrake." Pomona looked at Thickness calmly, "You can send someone to check."

Thinknes immediately beckoned, and another young man came up to him.

"Those special mandrakes are in the dark room where the fungi are grown, not outside." Pomona said to the young man who was about to leave in a hurry.

"Got it," said the young man, and left the principal's office.

Pomona looked back at the crowd.

Although most people in the divination class find it very boring, after all, not everyone has the talent of "Sky Eye", but who knows.

"That's what you came here for? To provide an alibi for Professor Snape?" Pomona asked.

"Do you have any other questions, Thicknesse?" asked Dumbledore.

Snape sneered at Thicknesse, showing yellow teeth.

Thicknesse smiled at Dumbledore.

"Another student has disappeared. Will you resign like Principal Pettitlan? Dumbledore, or should I call you 'the hero who defeated the two Dark Lords'."

"It's too early, and we're not sure what happened to Miss Wharton." Dumbledore stood up slowly, and Fox, the Phoenix, flapped his wings eagerly, "We've wasted too much time, we could have used these Time to do more meaningful things.”

"Are you so anxious to find someone to take responsibility? Thicknesse." Snape said graciously.

Pomona felt that the member of the Wizengamo would not be responsible, but it would be better if he could clean up.

What is more important than a clean resume?

Pomona looked again at the young man who had accompanied her upstairs, and he was looking at her too.

A feeling of uneasiness spread in her heart, and she prayed silently, hoping that everything would be safe this time.

(End of this chapter)