Chapter 2512 man on a mission (5)

After the sun went down, the Dementors left the Forbidden Forest and began to slowly approach the school grounds.

Pomona threw a piece of firewood into the fireplace, then rubbed his arms, "Why don't you turn on guardian magic?"

"Because, this is a condition of exchange." Snape sat at the desk, reading her newly borrowed book and said slowly, "Dementors do not enter the school grounds during the day, and only enter the school to search at night. At this time, most people

They are all sleeping in the lounge, unless you go out at night like Mr. Potter and do not follow school rules, you may encounter them."

She was upset "Why didn't Dumbledore ban them from the school?"

Snape put down the book.

"You know Connery Fudge allowed them to go to Hogsmeade, right?"

"Yes."

"In fact, they will go regardless of whether Fudge allows it or not. Hunting for Black is a hunt for them, and they are very excited about it."

"Dementors also feel 'excited'?"

Snape didn't seem to know how to explain it to her, so he picked up the book again.

"You mean the Ministry of Magic can't control them?" Pomona asked.

"Unlike house elves, dementors have a magical contract with wizards. Even if Dobby leaves the Malfoy family, it still can't say anything bad about Malfoy, and of course it can't reveal their family's secrets to anyone."

Snape turned a page. "Some people suspect that they let Black go on purpose so that they could leave Azkaban and go to a crowded place."

"I don't think Dementors have that kind of intelligence," Pomona said.

But after saying that, she regretted it.

"You also want to be a prophet?" Snape asked.

"No!" she said firmly, "Being a prophet requires a 'talent', and I don't have a 'talent' in this area."

"Then you are still wasting your time on these useless things?"

She wanted to say that she was not human and had plenty of time to waste.

Human beings have used every minute and every second of their short lives to catch up and surpass other magical creatures.

"Do the centaurs have any objection? They are going to be neighbors with dementors." Pomona asked.

"The White Wizard did not consider them when negotiating with the Dementors," Snape said coldly.

"And you?"

"I'm just an insignificant teacher. What qualifications do I have to speak on such an occasion?"

She looked at him suspiciously.

"What?"

At this time there was a knock on the door. Pomona went to open the door and found a silver tray filled with food at the door.

"Thank you!" she said to the empty corridor, then picked up the tray and returned to the office.

Snape stared at her.

"What?" she asked as she put the food on the table.

"House elves don't appreciate you just because you say 'thank you'."

"Whether they appreciate me or not, saying 'thank you' is basic courtesy." She stared at the incorrigible guy. "What do you think of Dexter Fusco?"

"You mean the 'traitor'?" Snape said.

Pomona had wanted to take a bite of the stew, but now she didn't care.

Fosco is also a pure-blood family. Although he has no obvious sympathy for Muggles, he still becomes a "pure-blood traitor".

"I wonder why, after hundreds of years, his honor cannot be restored so that his portrait can be hung on the wall of the principal's office." Pomona asked, taking a mouthful of stew with a spoon.

"Are you pretending not to know, or are you asking knowingly?" Snape asked.

"What?" she said inexplicably.

Snape ignored her and picked up his spoon to eat.

Aristotle once believed that the world is composed of four elements: fire, wind, water, and earth. Although there were four founders of Hogwarts at the beginning, they did not associate their respective houses with one element.

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Later, I don’t know who matched the houses with the elements, Gryffindor corresponding to fire, Ravenclaw corresponding to wind, Slytherin corresponding to water, and Hufflepuff corresponding to earth.

This habit lasted for hundreds of years. Suddenly one day, someone told the world that this concept might be wrong, because Aristotle recognized the geocentric theory. He believed that the earth was motionless, the sun, the moon, the stars, and the planets.

It revolves around a perfect circle and was even modeled by Ptolemy in the 2nd century BC.

The impact of the heliocentric theory has affected the wizarding world. The thin biography did not describe it in detail, but the author wrote one sentence: Telling the truth is not a kind of resistance, but a ground-breaking revolution.

The word revolution originally refers to the movement of celestial bodies. It is difficult for her to connect it with the revolutionary movement of mankind. It is also possible that people today have difficulty connecting human revolution with the movement of celestial bodies.

She didn't understand why people of that era would use this word.

"Have you ever thought about time travel?" Pomona asked, and Snape, who was chewing food, looked at her in surprise.

"What do you mean?" he asked calmly.

"Go back in time and solve some mysteries," she said.

"You can think clearly in this world without going back to the past." He lowered his head and used a spoon to pick up the stew on the plate. "There was a person who used a time turner to stay in the 14th century for three days and died when he came back. She

The corpse is 400 years old."

"I know, I just can't figure it out..." she said anxiously.

"You are an idiot to begin with, don't think too much." He said unceremoniously.

She glared at him.

"Do you want to go back in time and let the Sorting Hat sort you into Ravenclaw?" Snape asked.

"No!" she said without hesitation.

"So what's the point of your question just now?"

"I don't want to change anything, I just want to figure out some problems." She put down the spoon and waved her hands with excitement, "What should I say so that you understand!"

"I also asked Longbottom this question, how is he doing recently?" he said while eating his meal slowly.

She calmed down and picked up the spoon again.

"How do you get him to be the 'Keeper'?" Snape asked.

She was stunned for a moment: "How did you know?"

"I went to the greenhouse," he said slowly. "Longbottom didn't let me in because I didn't answer the password."

Pomona's eyes widened.

"What's going on?" he asked calmly.

"I want to let him regain his confidence." Pomona said after coming back to his senses. "He is always on the side of being judged by others, and others decide whether he is right or wrong. But unlike other people, he always remembers

He couldn’t hold back the answer, so I let him be the party of evaluation and let him decide whether others were right or wrong.”

"Have you ever thought that if he can't remember the correct answer, no matter how you change the password, it will be different from the password he thinks?"

"Then let's take a guess. There are always people sleeping outside the Ravenclaw lounge all night because they didn't guess the knocker correctly." She scooped up a big spoonful of stew. "Isn't Neville not as good as a guy?"

Fool’s Knocker.”

"What's the password?" Snape asked casually.

Pomona chewed the food in her mouth and asked him to wait patiently.

In fact, she was thinking rapidly that Neville had not allowed Snape to enter the greenhouse as he wished last time. Next time he went in and there was no door to block him, Neville would encounter something unexpected.

"I won't do anything to him." Snape seemed to know what she was thinking, and said in a low voice, "At least he is completing his own work, unlike some people who have to do everything for others.

"

She looked at him warily.

"The semester is almost over, why do you still think I will take over Lu Ping's class?" he asked angrily.

"I just……"

"I have nothing to say." He continued, "I prepared the potion and asked Lupine to come and get it by himself, but he said he couldn't move it. With his health condition, I really doubt whether he would even have to take the final exam.

I'll do it for you."

She didn't speak.

"Why don't you pay me his share of the salary?" he complained, and continued to eat the food on his plate.

Remus is short of money, anyone with a discerning eye can see this, but...

"Going back to the previous topic, do you think the multiverse exists?" Pomona asked mentally.

"What strange book did you read again?" he asked absently.
To be continued...