Chapter 582 Ten Steps of Fanghua

  Siris’s bedroom wall has been permanently pasted with a lot of Muggle bikini girls, but that was in the 1970s, and boys now can see much more than they did in their time. Hefpaff College originally had many Muggle-born children, and some parents were very open in this regard, even if they knew that their son had this kind of magazine, they had no opinion.

As for Slytherin, Master Malfoy was no longer "pure" in the sixth grade. Anyway, Severus had found things from the boys’ dormitory and Pomona hadn’t seen them. He burned them all. Up.

  They don’t even have any doubts, because this kind of magazine is often circulated, and it disappears after passing it.

  Gryffindor focuses on sports. Many people are legendary blooded fools. Minerva attaches great importance to privacy and respects the privacy of others. She does not search the bedroom at all. Only Severus occasionally checked whether Harry was sleeping in bed obediently, and he didn't wander at night like his father James did before he went to the stinky lounge of Gryffindor, and every time he went he complained that there was something in it. The smell of "animal".

  As for Ravenclaw, who knows what they are thinking, every time they see Luna's real lion-headed hat, Pomona feels that her heart is in a sudden stop, and Philius doesn't care about his students at all.

  His life span is much longer than that of human beings. If too much emotion is put into it, it is difficult to get out of it.

  Being a ruthless person is much easier than being a loving person.

  Voldemort was originally a ruthless man. If he really had a child with Bellatrix, then he would not be completely ruthless. This was different from the old fool who forced himself to be ruthless.

  Regulus also pays attention to privacy. His room is marked "Non-Entry", and Sirius has not opened the door of his room once, as if he was still alive.

  A person who has disappeared for more than 20 years has basically been determined to be dead, and only relatives will persist in searching. Sirius has no sense of belonging to that family, because Regulus admires Voldemort and he is indifferent to his younger brother. He just always looks at the glass case where the Slytherin locket was once placed, as if he is nostalgic. The golden time when the family flourished in the old days.

The backstage of the   Small Theatre is also in tatters. There are no men’s and women’s dressing rooms. Apart from a row of unused dressing tables, there is a locker, which can be regarded as a partition for men’s and women’s dressing.

  In the responsive house, when the girls also hide in, it has a washing room. Everyone usually sleeps in a hammock, and there is no guard between men and women.

  The unsullied people don’t care about these. These people often have the same dreams, either performing dances or fighting against Voldemort.

  Previously, Pomona and Severus were able to talk about magic and potions happily. They were really friends until they met Lucia the mermaid on the shore of the Black Lake.

She was a beautiful woman in the upper body, but she didn’t wear clothes like a horseman. It was only in her thirties that Pomona realized the difference between men and women. The snot sperm was already "the opposite sex", and she felt like being struck by lightning. The same.

  "What are you still doing?" He said impatiently, "Do it."

  "You are instigating me to break the law." Pomona lowered her voice and said, "We can't do this."

"Oh, we are going to talk about this topic again?" The old bat smirked. "Remember the letter Charlie sent Ron? If I didn't open it, you would still be kept in the dark by him. He clearly was He was bitten by a dragon, but he said that he was bitten by a dog. If he dies, how do you explain to his parents? And those prohibited things, why don’t you consider privacy when you search the dormitory?"

   "You finally got the chance, haven't you?"

   "Yes! You are a hypocrite just like the White Wizard." He sighed and said cheerfully, "I can't believe you actually won."

   "Do you want the Dark Lord to win?"

   "I think this is why he will lose. No one really wants him to win." He walked to the row of iron lockers and opened the door of the cabinet with the Arajou Cave spell.

  "Are you really curious about the case or her?" Pomona asked suspiciously.

   "I am not you, I am so interested in Eastern civilization." He opened a locker and found that the clothes in it were not worn by Ma Qingchen, and closed it again with a "pong".

  The old bat is in this style. The doors are all thrown, which seems to make him very manly. He was obviously not like this when he was a child.

  She endured it for a long time, and finally helped to find it together. Fortunately, the cabinet was not big, so she found it quickly.

Western wizards are completely isolated from Muggles. For this reason, an international secrecy law has been promulgated. Eastern wizards are the opposite. Their schools are hard to find, but many wizards are "hidden in the city." Ma Qingchen There is no difference between the bag and the ordinary ladies bag, and there is no room for expansion.

  She found some cash, a chain of bracelets, and a photo in it. This photo is active. Zhang Tao and Ma Qingchen are standing in a...very magical place.

  It does not look like it is on the earth. The peaks are vertical. There are lush trees on the mountains. When the clouds are lingering, the lower edges of the top and the bottom are covered by the clouds, as if floating in the air.

  "Xianshan" and "Heaven" probably refer to such a place.

   "Did you find it?"

   "Guess what place this is?" Pomona showed Severus the picture.

  He showed a look of uncertainty.

   "Are those stones floating?"

"No, I guess it was hidden by clouds. The scenery is really beautiful." Pomona turned the photo over, because the words were written on the back. She originally thought it was the date and location. Many people have it. Such a habit, but after carefully recognizing those graceful handwritings, she found that it was a poem:

  There are many mountains in Wuxia, among the vast sea of ​​clouds.

  The swift wind passed through thousands of valleys, and the empty valley passed the sound of monkeys.

  In the evening, there is a lady of Emperor Yan, who is buried alone by Jianghan.

  Essence transforms into grass and guides waves to help Li people.

  Zuo Yu cures the evil waters and succeeds in giving books.

  蹀蹀蹀dropped wings, shaping the magic of the gods and towns.

   "Wow." Pomona couldn't help exclaiming.

   "What did she write?"

  Pomona looked at him suspiciously.

  "Didn't you write a Chinese poem for me?"

   "I just copied it from a postcard." Severus looked at her with hollow eyes "He said that poem can be given to a woman."

   "You are so lucky." Pomona couldn't help shaking her head. "Have you ever suspected that he would tease you and ask you to give me words that curse people as love poems?"

  Severus was silent.

   "What good will he do for him?"

  "What should I say? The Chinese have a strange sense of humor?"

  Pomona doesn’t know why. Chinese people like to tease “foreigners” so much. She once saw someone with strange Chinese character tattoos on their bodies.

  "What are those words?" Severus didn't want to worry about this question anymore, pointing to the photo and asked.

   "This picture is probably taken in Wushan." She said weirdly, "Miss Ma seems to regard herself as the goddess of Wushan."

   "Is that the woman who made King Xiang dream?" Severus thought for a moment and asked.

   "It's her." Pomona returned the photo to her purse. "Miss Ma took the jewelry as if she had volunteered. It is said that the jade pendant on the goddess would clink when she walked."

   "I really don't understand women." After he finished speaking, he walked to the door.

   "Me too." When he walked away, Pomona also murmured, continuing to search Ma Qingchen's wardrobe.

  　 There will be a big battle tomorrow, Yang Ma invested 1.2 trillion yuan to rescue the market, come on

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)