Chapter 415 Black Sheep

  When you are in the dark and cold with no sunlight, and unfortunately there is not enough fuel or there are special circumstances where you can’t set fire to heat, it is a good way to hug the people around you.

  The body of a living person is warm. Although a dead person is often said to be cold, its temperature is the same as the room temperature, but it feels very, very cold, just like ice.

The Durmstrand School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Scandinavia is the school where Grindelwald attended. It does not mean that everyone is his supporter. Victor Krum’s grandfather was killed by Grindelwald. .

  Similarly, not everyone at Slytherin College wants to follow Voldemort or support pure bloodism. There are also many people like Slughorn who are wise to protect themselves.

  After the Giant Skeleton's uproar, these Nordic people simply had a snowball fight. The British winter was no big deal for them.

  Wizard snowball fights are similar to Muggles, except that they can make snowballs much faster. The snowballs can be completed with a wave of five or six magic wands. After tens of thousands of bullets are used, they will hardly miss the ball.

The black wizard who summoned the giant skeleton before is nowhere to be seen, and no one wants to care about him. This area has been used with the Humanoid Appearance Curse, the Thief Induction Curse, and the Howling Curse. Whoever dares to approach it will Was besieged by them.

  Compared to the depressed Hogwarts, Durmstrang’s atmosphere is obviously much more relaxed. Everyone can shout and laugh, unscrupulously, and full of masculinity.

  Strong muscles are needed to withstand the cold weather over there. Even if Draco Malfoy goes there, he will become a strong guy in a few years, and he won't be as slender as a girl.

In the Triwizard Tournament, not everyone in Durmstrang was keen to compete. Most of them came for the female students at Hogwarts. At that time, the old bats could catch people. He has worked hard, but he has to patrol where there is a possibility of men and women being alone, which is prone to accidents, which confuses the good things of many people.

  Victor really came to the competition, getting up early every day to run in the woods and the black lake, but there was always a bunch of girls behind him.

  People who exercise regularly don’t feel cold. Even if they wear a thin coat, Draco’s thin body needs thick fur to keep out the cold.

  Severus is somewhere in between, neither wearing very thin nor thick clothes, as always in black all year round.

  He is a man of great knowledge, and having desire for such a person who is full of ascetic temperament can make people feel guilty.

  The stiff face is cold, majestic and solemn, and elegant and decent. It will never convey any misinformation to people, just like using an invisible wall to isolate oneself from the world.

  But if the brain stops thinking, you can feel the downward force, which is like falling to **** and falling in love.

  Errarehumanumest.

  It is human nature to make mistakes.

  The white wizard who will never make a mistake will not understand how exciting the feeling of making a mistake is, even if he knows it is wrong, people will still do it.

  She was originally innocent, but now she has become a sinner, just like the white wool on her body was dyed black, turning from white sheep to black sheep.

After the end of the wild raid, the fire dragon behind her was panting heavily on the back of her neck. Pomona looked down at the yellow scarf on the snow. She accidentally dropped it just now, but now she doesn’t. Dare to pick it up and put it on again.

  What appeared in her mind was Cedric, a male unicorn. He was wearing a black school gown and a yellow scarf, how pure and beautiful he looked. This is a role model for children to learn from.

  The giant beast behind him groaned like a belch, and then said in a silky low voice, "You are shaking."

  She felt like he was aftertaste. All the secrets were hidden by his cloak. He kissed her skin from time to time, making loud sucking noises deliberately.

   "Why turn my clothes into school gowns?"

  She gasped, but she couldn't help shaking. The cold wind poured in from the gap in her clothes, and she was extremely cold.

   "I like it." He brushed her back with his leather gloved hand "Have his hand touched you like this?"

"Who?"

   "Albus Dumbledore."

   "You are kidding, he can't do that!"

  Severus pressed her ear and said, "I have been wondering why he keeps such a beautiful woman and only appreciates it. It seems that it is not a bad thing to like the same sex."

  When he said that, the guilt in her heart became stronger, because the pair of leather gloves on his hand belonged to Dumbledore.

   "I drink the warm-up potion not for this." She said aggrievedly.

   "I forgot to make this thing for you. Why didn't I find it in your pocket before?"

   "Have you never opened the box called'Memory'?" She slowly turned her head, and the teenage boy had become a middle-aged person in her forties.

   "They are all pictures of your students, I don't bother to look at them." He impatiently pinched her chin and said viciously, "You are really good at hiding things."

   "Not as good as you think." She said sadly, "I met Arthur just now."

   "What did he tell you?" He asked calmly.

   "He said, he knew that your death had a great impact on me, how did he know?" She was a little emotionally out of control and said, "Aren't we acting in vain?"

"You have lived with the Weasleys for nearly a year, and sooner or later you will show your feet." Severus was very open and didn't worry at all. "The little ghosts only go back when they are on holiday. Christmas in 1995 Before the festival, I almost did something with a stupid dog. Arthur had just been discharged from the hospital and just happened to ran into that scene."

   "What are you going to do?"

  Severus showed his yellow teeth, smiled triumphantly and said, "Ask him about Azkaban."

   "Why do you always trouble him?"

  He pinched her like a warning.

   "Everyone thinks you are his girlfriend. Why do you think I should trouble him?"

   "There are now four potential assassination targets." Pomona quickly changed the subject "Harry, Draco, Arthur, Neville, you can't stay here for too long!"

  She tried her best to break free of his control, but she did not dare to escape from the area covered by his cloak.

"We can go anytime." Severus stared into her eyes and said, "Take Draco and Astonia. We leave this country and go anywhere in the world. I don't want to be with these unrelated people anymore. I’m wasting time."

   "You can't do this!"

  "Why not? Give me a reason!" He said word by word.

   "I don't know." Pomona said sadly, "How did you find Karkaroff?"

  He stared at her silently.

   "Our hiding place was so good at the time, and Pete came to the door like that. It's not a way to hide."

   "What is that?" He picked up a glass bottle on the ground.

   "The horn powder, Rolf gave to Hermione, and Hermione gave it to me." Pomona sniffed pitifully, "Give me a refreshing agent."

   "He went to America?" Severus looked at the vial of powder, as if admiring a piece of art.

   "He also put bird-shaped man-eaters to fight with giants just now, he should be."

  "Did he go by himself, or was ordered to go?" he asked suddenly.

"Why do you ask?"

  "He is the grandson of Newt Scamander, and he came to the UK at a coincidence."

   "Happy birthday." Pomona changed the subject, "You had a terrible time on January 9th, plus today's not too good, two bad birthdays are a good birthday."

   "So I am officially 45 years old now, and you are still 15." Severus curled his mouth, revealing a dimple.

  "Can you stop laughing?" She tidyed up her clothes, and the cloth made a rustling sound.

   "Don't move." He stopped her "Do you like what I just did to you?"

  She blushed and nodded meekly.

"The happy things for you are not for Voldemort. He likes women. He never wants to experience being played with by the same sex." He smiled maliciously and said, "Especially me, Severus Snape. , That would make him vomit."

   "How do you call his name..."

"No matter what I call him, he will kill me. Why should I be afraid?" Severus pressed her head and kissed her on the forehead severely. "I'll go to the little monster later." What about you over there?"

   "I will stay and take care of Draco."

   "Then Arthur has no one to protect?"

   "And Neville."

  He didn't listen to her at all, and started kissing her ears and chin again, and deliberately made a blushing heartbeat sound.

  "Don't do this!"

   "There is only one life, so why not be happy about it." He said without emotion, "You can't sleep at home in the middle of the night, and run into the forbidden forest to protect the savior. Don't you think I should be comforted?"

   "I want to tell you business."

"I am listening."

   "You don't have one at all!"

   "Are we going to continue this kind of meaningless arguing that you won't stop actively wasting time?"

   "I hate you, Severus!" Pomona beat him with teeth and claws.

  "Why don't you wear a scarf anymore?" He bent down and hung the yellow scarf around her neck. "This is more perfect."

   "I don't need to be perfect." Pomona dropped her scarf that day. "Do you know the name of the American magic school?"

  (End of this chapter)