Chapter 602

  "Happy new year, congratulations on getting rich."

After the lockdown of the city at night, Chinatown is still very lively. Many restaurants put on the "Tang suit" in vests and cooked the "Luanxiao" at their door. Passers-by will give them a bowl as long as they ask for it. After receiving the Lantern Festival, they will each other. Speaking before in Chinese, I didn't feel any tension or fear.

  China’s Spring Festival is also known as New Year’s Eve, and the New Year’s Eve is also called shocking money. It is said that copper money has the effect of exorcising evil spirits.

According to the "Lu Shi Chunqiu · Jidong Ji", the ancients used drums to expel the "ghost of epidemic disease" on the day before the new year. In later legends, "Xi" became a four-legged evil. The beast, who is short of food due to heavy snow cover in winter, often goes to nearby villages to find food. Because of its large body, grumpy, and fierce abnormality, it has brought great disasters to the villagers. At the end of the twelfth lunar month, people arrange their clothes to help the old and the young, and go to the nearby bamboo forest to escape the evening.

  Later, a clever child invented "firecrackers" and scared away the evil Xi. This clever child was called "Nian". Because "Xi" did not die, there is a habit of setting off firecrackers on the 30th of the twelfth lunar month every year. On that night, the whole family must gather together for a New Year’s Eve dinner, and stay up late at night to "watch the old age". It's almost time. At this time, we will cook a pot of steaming dumplings for supper. Everyone will continue to watch the night. When the day breaks, everyone will visit each other and say some auspicious words, such as "surprise fortune".

  Before the Lantern Festival is over, the Chinese Spring Festival has not been counted. The Lantern Festival is also different from the New Year’s Eve. The supper is also changed from dumplings to glutinous rice balls. Food can give people a feeling of happiness, especially this sweet glutinous rice ball. Pomona is eating this sweet taste while patrolling her neighborhood. Many children are still setting off firecrackers at this time, and the neighbors upstairs open it. The window roared. Those little **** didn't take it seriously, and they put a "Sky Monkey" in front of the window and ran away.

The dragon and lion dance team is doing rehearsal for tomorrow’s event. This is a traditional show they have done for many years, but this year’s situation is different from previous years. Some streets and lanes are blocked and there are traps set up there. Don’t be caught by the wolf. Instead, he pit himself into it.

The biggest difference between Eastern Muggles and Western Muggles is this. They never deny that magic exists. In fact, many of their folk customs are related to witchcraft and sacrifice. Dragon dance is one of the social fire performances. .

In primitive society, human beings survived to defeat beasts. They often celebrated after hunting beasts, or dressed up as beasts to celebrate. Muggle-dancing dragons are imaginary spliced ​​together, unlike the Chinese fireballs, but this "popularity" fuels "superior power". "But the custom has always existed. In the face of disasters and predicaments, an optimistic attitude is extremely important. The social fire to entertain the gods and the incense to entertain the people. This kind of parade is different from the float parade.

  Walking on such a street makes people feel vigorous, unlike the empty street, it gives people a sense of desertedness like a ghost town.

  Sugar was a luxury item in ancient times, and most people cannot afford it. Now it is very cheap.

Glutinous rice and sesame seeds are not expensive, but this worthless bowl of glutinous rice **** makes the night watchers feel very happy, and their efforts are rewarded. This kind of warm "human touch" is rarely encountered in an indifferent city. Of it.

Qiu Zhang is a girl, but Ravenclaw’s Seeker. She has to compete with the boys. She is always bruised and bruised. Cedric often takes care of her. That kid is fair to all girls. , The result has actually caused contradictions between girls.

  The Asian boy didn't see anyone who went to Hogwarts to go to school. Pomona remembered the picture she saw in Ma Qingchen's wallet before. Maybe they all went to study in that "fairy mountain".

In that country, the idea of ​​male superiority is very serious. Some skills are passed on from male to female. This is of course unfair to girls, but each country has its own troubles. For example, the British wizarding community discriminates against Muggle species. This problem is in the Chinese wizarding community. nonexistent.

  This time the Quidditch World Cup, if it hadn’t caught up with the Indonesian tsunami, the Chinese team might have become the favorites to win the championship, but unfortunately it had to be postponed to the next edition due to a natural disaster. She was looking forward to their performance.

   "Don't ruin my Kung Pao Chicken, Muggle Prime Minister!" After eating the glutinous rice balls, she threw the disposable paper bowl into the trash can. Lily said that paper is degradable, not as difficult as plastic.

  She sincerely hopes that the world can become better.

  When passing by a tea restaurant, there was the sound of music. She looked through the window, and a group of elderly Chinese were practicing chorus.

  They sang not a hymn, but a Chinese song:

  A big river has wide waves, and the wind blows both banks of rice flowers

  My family lives on the shore, I am used to the chant of the father, and I am used to seeing the white sails on the boat.

  This is a beautiful motherland, where I grew up

  In this vast land, there are bright scenery everywhere

  The girl is like a flower, how broad-minded the young man

  In order to open up a new world, awaken the sleeping mountains and change the appearance of the river

  This is the hero’s homeland, where I grew up

  In this ancient land, there is the power of youth everywhere

  Good mountains and rivers, good places, all roads are spacious

  Friends come and have good wine, if the jackal comes, there is a shotgun to greet him

   "Hmm."

Pomona could hear her, when she heard this annoying, pretendingly soft voice. She followed the voice blankly and saw Doris Umbridge, the pink toad. She was holding a magic wand in her hand.

  The disaster of jail and the difficulties in her official career did not affect her much. She was no different from when she left Hogwarts. Time seemed to leave no trace on her.

   "Excuse me, can I see your magic wand?" She deliberately said in a girlish voice.

   "Of course." Pomona said with a sweet smile, and drew out her beech wand.

   "Oh." She pretended to be surprised and said, "I'm so sorry, you look so face-to-face, is it the Auror or the Werewolf Special Operations Team?"

   "Neither, I think you and I both know, "Who am I"."

Umbridge looked up and down Pomona with his blue eyes open. Perhaps that was the only thing that could be called beautiful on that broad, saggy face, but that kind of blue was too blue, and it looked like it was fake.

   "I heard'Mr.' said that I would have a colleague, and that is you?"

   "I think so." Pomona put her arms around her chest and looked at her with a guarded look. "I heard you used torture on Ha."

"I think I have explained it clearly to the hearing. I haven't used a heart-breaking spell on Mr. Secretary, and he forgave me." Umbridge exclaimed in a tone of looking up at the stars in the sky, "How he is. Great and kind young man."

   "I think you should know the plan. If you find the werewolves, drive them in the direction of Juelu Street." Pomona interrupted Umbridge coldly, and her goose bumps were about to stand up.

   "Yes, I know, I have thirteen subordinates, how many do you have?" She raised her tone and said triumphantly.

"Only me."

  Umbridge immediately made a fuss and laughed.

"why are you laughing?"

   "Oh, my dear, how can you keep a street alone." She laughed and said.

"Oh, dear, I think you may really not know'Who I am'." Pomona sneered and said, "You can call me Watson, lest there is an emergency, you don't even know what to call for help. !"

  The smirk on Umbridge’s face disappeared, and her cheeks puffed up with anger, looking more like a toad.

  Pomona didn't bother to care about her, turned around and continued to wander the street, behind her, the chorus was still singing the song.

Look, the Chinese still understand very well. The friend came and had good wine, and the jackal came to greet him with a shotgun, but she didn't understand. In the case of the big river, it should be the Yellow River. Wheat should be grown along the Yellow River. When will the two banks of the Yellow River start planting? Rice? Which river does that river refer to?

  　 Today, my broomstick stood up, did yours stand up?

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)