Chapter 1027 The King of Astrology

Pomona found Felix behind the picnic tree.

He didn't really hide somewhere where she couldn't find him, but his back looked like he had been greatly wronged.

Poverty prevented him from spending money to buy whatever he wanted like a rich kid. He was like a little street bully, using his silent power to rob, so little pickpockets like Ivan met him when they mentioned him.

He showed fear and at the same time thought he was a monster.

What he was afraid of was the people at the immigration office. His mother warned him not to make too much noise or they would be kicked out.

Those Muggle police officers were completely vulnerable to Obscurus, but they were like chains on an elephant's legs that he couldn't break free from.

Now he feels that his strength is valued by others, and he can settle everything with money like a rich man.

Perhaps this loosens the chains that bind the elephants, especially in the middle of nowhere, where there are no cameras or witnesses to worry about.

The Muggle farmer was very lucky. He almost lost his life because of a few strawberries. Compared with Felix, Voldemort was "stable".

Pomona hasn't figured out how to tell a thirteen-year-old child that he has a terminal illness and won't live long.

Moreover, Pomona had never met Felix's mother and told her that because of her own fault, Felix would not live for a few years.

If she really loved Felix, this kind of self-blame and guilt would kill her. Their family came to England and failed to live the better life they dreamed of.

However, staying in Romania is not necessarily a good idea. The same is true in Europe. Not every place is rich and illuminated by the glory of modern civilization.

"He blackmailed you, why didn't you teach him a lesson!" Before Pomona could think of what to say, Felix asked with a tearful tone.

"Because this is the Alps," she said. "Do you know where the most popular witch hunts are?"

"That was hundreds of years ago."

"You are a wizard, Felix, and as a wizard you must abide by the International Statute of Secrecy."

"Fuck the law!" He looked at her with a ferocious expression. "That's for those who have no power!"

"Who told you that?"

"No one told me! But I know, that's it!"

"Children who grow up on the streets are like wild strawberries growing up in the forest, sour but full of vitality." Voldemort said at this time, "Strawberries grown in greenhouses are bright and sweet."

"You didn't help!"

"I have no intention of helping." Voldemort said in frustration, "Let me talk to him."

"Have you heard the story of the three brothers?" Pomona said forcefully to Felix.

"What three brothers?" Felix asked.

"The wizard's fairy tale, there were three brothers. They had to pass by a river. The river was very fast, so the three brothers built a bridge and walked across it. This interrupted the God of Death's plan, because people usually drown here, and the God of Death was very angry.

But when the three brothers walked to the middle of the bridge, he came out very politely and said to them that he could grant their wishes. The boss was aggressive and asked for the most powerful wand in the world. He used it to defeat everyone, but when

He was drunk, and when he was sleeping in the hotel, someone assassinated him while he was sleeping. No matter how strong you are, kid, you still have to eat and sleep. You will be frightened all the time, and you can't even sleep.

Is it safe?"

Felix said nothing.

"I want to sleep peacefully, and there are many people who have the same idea as me. We don't want to be hunted by Muggles like foxes. They think there is no magic and no wizards, so so be it, we can hide behind them

In the middle, enjoy coffee, desserts and take their transportation, this is the meaning of the confidentiality law! Do you understand? "

Felix looked at her confused.

"Not all wizards are strong and invincible, especially women and children. We cannot disapparate with babies, so we have to take Muggle transportation."

"That's not fair," Felix said tremblingly.

"Fate is inherently unfair." Pomona said expressionlessly, "Do you know how many Muggles want to be born as wizards like you? We live in groups and there are always various constraints.

People can be unscrupulous and live as they please. There once was a great devil who took advantage of wizards' desire to use magic freely and provoked a world war. He was later defeated by Albus Dumbledore. Do you still remember that you drew

A picture of a chocolate frog? That old man with the crooked nose is him."

"Gellert Grindelwald?"

"No, Merlin's beard, is what I said so difficult to understand?"

"He is not a mysterious person. I just mentioned his name."

"The mysterious man has another name." Pomona walked over and sat down against the tree next to Felix. "He comes from the Muggle world like you."

"What did he do next? So many people were afraid of him?"

"In addition to You-Know-Who, Harry Potter also came back from the Muggle world. He is a figure that You-Know-Who is afraid of."

Voldemort scoffed.

Felix has no interest in Harry Potter, he would rather be a ruthless character who is feared.

"Have you been in the war?" Pomona asked.

"No, I was born in England."

"So have you ever lost a loved one?"

"I've never met my dad," Felix said. "He's lost contact with us since he went to jail."

"What about your grandparents?"

"It's just me and my mother," Felix said in a depressed mood.

"Have you ever thought that one day your mother will die..."

"My mother won't die!" Phoenix interrupted Pomona excitedly.

"War kills people. During World War II, Britain was far away from the front line. London was also bombed by the Germans. Many civilians were involved. This is why we have to stop the war and prevent innocent people from being implicated and let them taste the pain.

The pain of losing a loved one." Pomona said breathlessly, "Albus and Grindelwald were friends, but in the melee, I didn't know who killed Albus's sister Arianna, and Albus knew about the loss of his loved one.

It was because of the taste that she broke with her former friends and even became enemies. Arianna was a harmless witch who was attacked by three Muggle children in her garden. There are wizard children like her in the world. The International Statute of Secrecy requires

Keeping people like her safe."

"Were the three Muggle children punished?" Felix asked.

"Of course." Pomona said.

Punished by Albus's father, he ended up in Azkaban for using Muggle magic on Muggles, but Pomona didn't say the rest.

"You just said the magic wand, is it the same thing as the stick in your hand?" Felix asked.

"Yes."

"Can I have one too?"

"I can't decide this for you." Pomona said, "I'm not here to arrange your fate."

"What's the meaning?"

"That person, I mean, Edgar will arrange this for you, I just take care of your life."

Felix stopped talking. He sat with his knees crossed, as if he was lost in thought.

“A son cruelly banished

Despair of the daughter The daughter is deeply desperate

Return, great avenger Return of the great avenger

With wings from the water, fly with wings from the water

Do you know what this is?" Voldemort asked.

"Not sure." Pomona replied in her mind.

"This is the prophecy of Tycho Dodonus. He was a medieval wizard, but his prophecy was very popular when I was studying." Voldemort said, "Do you know who Tycho Dodonus is?"

"A Danish astrologer?"

"He discovered many new astronomical phenomena and proposed a cosmic structure system between the geocentric theory and the heliocentric theory. He believed that the sun led all the stars to revolve around the earth. Although his world view was problematic, he was invincible.

He was an unparalleled observer. The accuracy of his observations was unmatched by his contemporaries. He compiled a star table that was quite accurate and is still valuable in modern times. But the most important thing is that he did not use a telescope.

Observations obtained with one’s own eyes.”

"I don't want to talk to you about this." Pomona said a little upset.

"After his death, Kepler took over his work. Kepler did not have eyes like his, so he improved the telescope, and the way humans observe the stars has changed since then." Voldemort paused, and then said, "From the water

Are the wings I obtained like Icarus who fell to death because he was too close to the sun?"

Pomona was confused.

"I kill Muggles for revenge, for everything they did during the witch hunt." Voldemort continued, "My uncle was deported to Azkaban, my mother..., I am the avenger in the prophecy.

"

"This is a poem that can be interpreted in many ways, and Albus can also fit it."

"In that case, why can't you accept this from me?"
To be continued...