"I don't know, what do you suggest?" Pomona asked.

"How about the maze?"

"Is this your idea or the International Federation of Wizards' idea?" Pomona asked suspiciously.

"You asked me first, and why didn't you ask if it was Dumbledore's idea?"

Pomona fell silent.

"I...I'm here to help," Neville Longbottom stammered.

"Come if you want." She said listlessly. To arrange such a large venue, she was short of labor.

"Are you going to stay at school during the summer vacation?" Scamander asked Neville. "I heard that your principal doesn't allow students to stay at school for the summer vacation."

"What is your headmaster?" Neville asked Scamander curiously.

Scamander didn't speak, and Pomona didn't answer, because Albus was not the principal when Scamander was studying, and he was allowed to spend the summer vacation at school at that time.

Later, Tom Riddle enrolled in school. He accidentally opened the secret room, and a death occurred. From then on, students were not allowed to stay in school.

We used to watch the pantomime "The Fountain of Fortune" together at Christmas, but when Albus became the headmaster, everyone was on holiday, and students had to apply to stay in school.

It was the saddest time to be alone during the holidays. No matter how much Harry didn't like the Dursleys, if everyone left, he would have to go back to the "home" he didn't like. He even escaped through "prison escape" in his second year.

Means, left with the help of the Weasleys.

"How about letting Neville spend the summer at your house? Scamander?" Pomona took the opportunity to say, "You can take him with you when you come over."

"When did I say I was coming to help?" Scamander asked.

"At Hogwarts, if you need help, you just have to ask." Pomona smiled and said, "Are you right, Longbottom?"

Neville nodded sharply.

"Aren't you preparing for the exam?" Scamander asked ferociously.

"It doesn't matter whether I'm prepared or not, I'm definitely the last one." Neville said "confidently".

"You are a teacher, you have nothing to do with this matter?" Scamander looked at Pomona.

"I'm very busy. Unless someone helps me share the workload, I won't have time to tutor him." She said proudly.

Scamander's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Hahaha" she laughed heartily. At that time, she was still wondering why wizards in the 16th century invented the happy spell.

Is there anything easier than happiness?

That year, the Charms exam topic that Livi chose for the third grade was the Happy Charm. Harry still couldn't control his power as usual, making Ron Weasley laugh endlessly.

She also read the book about dark wizards in the 16th century, and knew that that era was the dark age of religious wars and witch-hunting movements. It was not until the signing of the Peace of Westphalia that the series of religious wars ended.

, this peace treaty also marked a watershed in the Middle Ages.

Before the opening party of that school year, Albus not only warned of the dangers of dementors in his speech, he also said: "Even in the darkest moments, happiness can still be found, as long as someone still wants to bring light."

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Pomona held the wand. If she couldn't cast a happy spell on each other like Harry and Ron, could she use it on herself?

She must be extremely careful, because if she does not control her strength well, she may laugh like a madman, and the place where she will spend the rest of her life may not be a monastery, but a lunatic asylum.

At this time the carriage started moving, and she looked through the window at the nuns who were lined up outside the convent to watch her leave.

Their eyes met, but they remained speechless until she withdrew her gaze and continued to move forward with the carriage.

The Whomping Willow has no catkins in spring

I just assumed it was male.
Chapter completed!