Chapter 1095 Inner Joy

  Maybe all living things are burnt to ashes, and you will find that the final constituent elements are the same, but they are very different when they are alive.

  It is DNA that causes this result, which is called the blueprint of life.

  Flowers can be pollinated by bees, but animals have to reproduce through eros. This is a common sense.

  However, there was one person who broke this natural rule. Of course, he may have lied. In this way, human beings have been celebrating the birthday of a liar for the past two thousand years, and the time point is calculated based on the year of his birth.

  A person’s birthday is nothing in the vast universe, so how can humans determine the coordinates of time and space in the universe?

  This is not a question Pomona is thinking about.

  Ron and Harry handed the responsibility of thinking to the school bully Hermione, and they just obeyed Hermione's arrangement.

  You don’t have to think for yourself, it feels very relaxed to act on orders. After wrapping up the present, Pomona went to the kitchen to cook.

  Since it is a birthday, there must be a banquet. Although there is only one house elf to help, she only needs to prepare a banquet for five people, provided that Draco is willing to eat at the same table with Fiona.

She is a Muggle, but much better than a werewolf. As for the persuasion of Draco, it was handed over to Astonia. Pomona’s task was to find a way to make a table of delicious food to deal with Master Draco. Picky taste buds.

  It's not for no reason that Draco became thinner into ribs. Who told him to be so picky.

  "Master, do we want to drink this bottle of wine today?" Honey asked Pomona, holding the bottle of elderflower wine like citrine.

  "Set it aside first." Pomona said in a deep voice.

  Perhaps Voldemort did not poison Albus Dumbledore, but he was inseparable from the death of Hepzibah Smith. Although the house-elf Hao Qi, who is nominally old-eyed and dim-eyed, used a deadly poison as sugar and put it in the cocoa tea of ​​the hostess.

  Hepziba is a collector of magical antiques. She also has the money to afford Hefpaff's golden cup and Slytherin locket.

  However, the only thing Hepziba stolen after his death was her ancestral Hefpaff gold cup, and the Slytherin locket that Hepziba bought was a counterfeit.

  She is not very smart, innocent and conceited. There are piles of things all over the house, just like someone with a hoarding disorder.

  Bokin Bok also had the foresight to choose Tom as a clerk. He was handsome and sweet-mouthed, and flattering Hepziba can get a lot of benefits.

  People like her are easy to be fooled, and the Black family are arrogant and conceited, and they are also easily deceived by profiteers. However, the Black family put the Slytherin locket on display in their own cabinet. If a customer who was found to find it was a fake, then Black, who was so embarrassed and angry, might kill Bokimbock.

  Hepziba hid her collection so as not to be seen by others. No one else helped her identify the authenticity, even if she had received a counterfeit.

  She is a poor old lady, she looks like a melting ice cream cake in the meditation basin. It is precisely because of this memory that Pomona does not plan to make ice cream cakes as Draco's birthday cake.

  Pomona does not want to be the second Hepziba, although she is also a well-known Hefpaff who is “dumb”.

  It was about three o'clock in the afternoon, and it was tea time again. Pomona put a large table of snacks and lemon tea on the small table, and then floated it to the garden.

  She had observed their location upstairs just now, but she still released a red spark to signal them to gather by the fountain.

  There are sculptures in the fountain. Pan with a sheep's head is sitting on a rock and playing a flute. Fairies gather around him, stand in the water or sit on the shore, listening to his performance.

   "You called me?" Severus asked behind her.

  "Tom gave me a bottle of elderflower wine as a gift, should I drink it?" She turned around and asked bluntly.

  Severus looked at her calmly.

   "And this." She took out the Slytherin locket from her pocket, "He asked me to give it to Astonia."

   "What he gave you, you just touched it with your hands?" Severus asked, "Some curses will take effect when you touch them."

   "I know that it will react when it is with Bella's dagger. He should have cast a curse on it." She said blankly, "But I don't think it will be a curse."

   "Feeling?" Severus smiled incredulously. "Your brain is on strike again?"

"He is very good at flattering people, but I still don't lose my sense of his sweet words." Pomona looked at him firmly. "He didn't say'You are not like other people', but he did make me feel at ease. Ordinary people are different, Slughorn eats this one."

   "You mean..."

   "He asked me, although I don't know what he wants." Pomona sighed, "So I believe he will not cast a death curse on the locket."

   "What does he want from you?"

   "Anyway, I won't drink the original body potion and give birth to him." Pomona stuck her tongue out. "It's disgusting."

  Severus looked upset, "What are you talking about?"

   "I share a secret with you, Severus, tell me what you think, should I drink this wine?"

   "If it's Alastor Moody, he doesn't need to think about it. He just threw the bottle of wine." Severus said as he sat down on the chair at the low table.

   "But we are not members of the Order of the Phoenix, nor Aurors." Pomona sighed, "You are not Moody either."

   "What else did he say?"

   "Tolerance." She smiled weirdly. "He showed goodwill to us. If we reject him, then he will not be tolerant to us in the future is what we asked for."

   "Do you think he really forgave us?" Severus asked with a slick smile.

   "He wants to nail you to the sky like Apollo's crow, he will hate you, Sev." Pomona smiled sweetly and called him by Lily's nickname.

   "I won't drink anything he gave, but what you handed me is another matter." Severus looked at the lemon tea on the table and reached for a drink.

   "I want to treat it as an after-dinner drink. Today is Draco's birthday." Pomona said, "This bottle is enough for the four of us."

   "That will be the last toast in our lives."

   "So what should I do with that bottle of wine?"

"give it to me."

  Pomona kissed Professor Potions on the cheek, sat down comfortably, and drank afternoon tea while basking in the sun.

   "Can you let that sculpture play the flute?" Pomona asked.

   "That needs the element of wind." The potion professor who skipped class as a Death Eater when he was young said with a blush and breathless face.

  The composition, structure, and magic attributes of the four elements are also the content of alchemy. Pomona started to be busy outside school when she was in sixth and seventh grade, so she did not attend that elective course.

   "I can't believe that we have become teachers." Pomona took a sip of lemon tea. "What kind of students can we teach?"

   "Harry Potter?" Severus smiled sarcastically.

   "He is a good boy!"

   "That's how you feel."

   "Why are Draco and the others so slow?" Pomona looked around.

   "It takes time for them to walk over slowly." He stuffed a piece of puff into his mouth.

  "Astonia did this?" He said calmly.

   "Too sweet?" Pomona smiled treacherously.

  Severus took a sip of lemon tea, then ate other food on the snack stand, never touching the puff again.

  There is no sugar on the afternoon tea table, after all, there is already a lot of sugar in the puff.

  It's a pity that Severus didn't notice this.

  She laughed triumphantly, and was stunned for her return to the game. Whoever calls her nose will always play with her.

  (End of this chapter)