Chapter 173 The Sword of Damocles

Pomona basically doesn’t pay attention to matters outside of school. Besides, she is the kind of ordinary witch who likes to pay attention to beautiful dresses. The dress she wore at the ball at Malfoy Manor is still preserved. As for Purin in the end She didn't even pay attention to who the winner was.

  Until now, she did not know that the inventor of the last wolf poison potion, the Merlin Second Class Medal winner was not Severus, but Marcus Belleby’s uncle, Damocles.

As early as the mid-1970s, the potion for wolf poison was invented by Damocles. This potion is mainly made of aconite, which can be used to keep sane during the night of werewolf transformation, but aconitum is highly poisonous. Harry was asked in the first potion class. He didn’t know the difference between the boat-shaped aconite and the wolf-shaped aconite. In fact, most wizards didn’t know that they were indeed a kind of magical plant, but because There are different names for different purposes.

Aconitum was often used as an arrow for hunting wolves in the Middle Ages, so this herb was called Aconitum chamaejas. Aconitum is an ornamental plant. Its flower is a beautiful blue color. The power of charm, but this beautiful flower can slow down the frequency of the heartbeat, and the whole flower is highly poisonous. A potion that keeps the werewolf awake will become a life-death poison if used carelessly. Can't put sugar yet, children who have been bitten by werewolves certainly won't drink that kind of bitter and poisonous medicine.

What Severus did was to improve on the original wolf poison potion and change the aconite into fire dragon blood. It is well known that Albus Dumbledore is a research expert in dragon blood. It is a rare Magic material.

Although the dragon is irritable and irritable, it exists rationally. It is completely different from the situation where the werewolf completely loses his mind. With the cooperation of the two and the joint efforts of Lupin, the experimental subject, the improved wolf poison potion succeeded. The influence of the wolf poison potion is limited, and it only exists in the books as a high-level potion. After all, who would not die for the rationality of transforming for a while, the improved wolf poison potion has become a medicine that can prolong life. Its influence rapidly expanded, and Damocles Belle became a member of Sir Merlin.

In the process of improving the medicine, Severus used all the materials and equipment provided by Hogwarts, and Dumbledore also gave him pointers. He was nominated for the Prince Prize, but he was not the winner. But because he was the inventor of the "well-known" modified wolf poison potion at that ball, Damocles stole Severus Snape's score as compensation for his multiple return to the Merlins for Albus Dumbled. And Wisengamao provided a lot of help.

Marcus Belleby is a Ravenclaw, and so is his father. Ravenclaw is known for being good at spells. He doesn't think that the potion master is a wizard, but Damocles has achieved results in this field, which is worse. The thing is that his achievements are obtained through politics. The relationship between the brothers is very bad and they almost never move around.

   Slughorn’s invitation to Marcus Belle to go to the slug club to find out about the wolf poison potion was a waste of time, and Marcus was never invited after going there once. The old slug has been away from the social world for a while, but it does not mean that he can't hear a little bit of gossip. It is not the first time that Dumbledore has done this, but under his reputation, who would believe the plagiarized one. People.

Slughorn and Dumbledore have worked together for many years. After finding a substitute for Severus Snape, he was squeezed out of school. Although he likes fame and fortune, he also has his own pride, and he doesn't want to be involved. Enter the battle between Voldemort, his former student, and the White Wizard. Dumbledore invited him back to teach several times, but was refused, until Dumbledore appeared with Harry Potter and became the temptation to become the savior's teacher before he was willing to teach at Hogwarts again.

   "Poor little thing." Pomona stroked Severus's fluffy and soft hair. He was really bullied by Dumbledore.

"The Prince Prize was originally mine. He made me faceless. I hate that old guy." Severus scolded while smoking. "He never liked me. He thought I should stay in school. He is being watched under his nose and shouldn't go outside to develop. Why do you listen to him so much?"

   "We are different people." Pomona said with a bit of frustration. She thought it was easy to listen to the command line, so she didn't have to think about it by herself.

   "We are all controlled by him, just like the pawns of wizard chess. You know how much he likes to play." Severus smiled like a grudge. "The only thing he didn't expect was that we would sleep together."

  That was the craziest thing she had done in her life. Now that she thinks about it, she still feels extremely embarrassed. That is not what her character should do at all.

  It's like the iron chain that has been tied to her hands and feet is released. She can do what she wants to do. Regardless of the consequences, it doesn't matter if she loses her virginity.

  Dumbledore taught her to be a moral person. Only in this way can she teach good students and set a good example for the children. An example like her should not be learned.

"I remember that Cedric was looking for you everywhere that day." He seemed to be lost in memory, looking at a point in the void and said, "All the contestants are accompanied by a teacher. He is the only one, he clearly won the first place. No one praised him by his name."

   Pomona recalled, "You mean the Black Lake venue?"

"Where else could it be? You never missed his important moments. He is your favorite, Dean Sprout." He sprayed the smoke into her face, choking her coughing." It's a pity that he didn't look for it carefully in the woods. Who told him to go back and celebrate with his classmates."

  She recalled carefully, why she had no impression at all.

   "You were shivering at the time, sweetheart, you have never experienced anything like that before, right." He lowered his voice and whispered in her ear, "You bleed, the same color as pigeon blood."

  She pushed away the basilisk and wanted to stand up. He was in a delusion now, but he held her waist and was too strong to let her leave.

"You are really naive, and your students are the same as you. Cheating is the tradition of the Triwizard Tournament. Even Batty Crouch is cheating for Harry Potter, but your Cedric has to be fair and just. , If it weren’t for me to help him, those little ghosts would never have thought of putting the eggs in the water. You are his mentor, why don’t you help him?"

   "I was in charge of the venue for the third level."

"Is that maze right? It's the same as in my head." Hungarian Tree Peak drew closer, and began to explore her with both hands. "You are in vain. After the second level, Dumbledore wants to end the top three. Fudge insisted on holding the championship, even if Batty Crouch died, he would still hold it, because he was afraid that others would think he was a coward."

  "Don't do this!" She struggled.

   "Fudge is a fool. He messed up a lot of things, but he still got it right. He ruined Sirius Black's reputation. He asked you to attend a social dance party. You almost agreed, right?"

"I do not have!"

"Don't panic to me." He pinched Pomona's neck and his eyes were blood red. "I went to Sirius's room and saw the pictures on the wall. You guys went out to play, when I was born and died for you! "

   Pomona remembered. That time she accompanied Sirius to the Muggle Zoo to watch Harry’s commotion in the reptile museum. They took a group photo in front of the snake.

   "He was going crazy back then, Severus." She cried.

"Really? I see him smiling very happily. The person who is really going crazy is me. Why have you never thought about meeting me." He also cried. "I'm taking tranquilizers every day, every day. ."

   "Professor." Neville's voice rang.

  Severus released his hand, pulled on his robe, and walked aside like a tumbling cloud, and Pomona took advantage of the present to breathe air.

   "Are you okay?" Neville's gaze was back and forth between the two.

  "What's the matter with you, Longbottom?" He said with his back to Neville in a silky voice.

   "I need your help." Neville said, "I want to learn swords and have a super armor curse. I think this is the right way to fight for me."

  (End of this chapter)