Chapter 2722 The Land of Firebirds (30)

Miss Dumont from France was indeed well prepared, and she even brought an invisibility cloak. Although it was not as expensive as Harry Potter's invisibility cloak, nor as rare as Pomona's invisibility cloak.

, is only made of invisible animal hair, but it is enough for a foreigner like her to move freely in Hogwarts.

"I really don't understand, she didn't throw her name into the Goblet of Fire."

Pomona looked at the Marauder's Map in his hand and said.

Neville asked Harry to borrow it, and Harry gave it to him without asking him what he wanted.

"Why do you have to put your name into the Goblet of Fire to show it on the Marauder's Map?" Neville asked.

Pomona did not answer Neville's question because she discovered that Miss Dumont's footprints were missing in the corridor of the second floor library.

Pomona spent a lot of effort cleaning the castle. She didn't expect the ladies from Beauxbatons to take a fancy to the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff lounges. She didn't expect that they would even visit the Ravenclaw lounges.

He didn't live there either, he lived in his own carriage.

That carriage cast a space expansion spell. Not only did it have ample rooms, but it also had a library. If Dumont wanted to study on his own, why didn't he return to the carriage and come to the Hogwarts library instead?

"That's it again." Neville said, "She disappeared here last time."

"Take me there," Pomona said.

"Yeah!" Neville put away the map, and the two of them ran towards the library together.

"Longbottom!"

The two of them had not run far when they heard a roar. It turned out that Moody was limping over with a cane.

"Professor." Neville greeted Moody obediently, stood still like a good student, and hid the Marauder's Map behind his back.

Moody's magic eye looked at Pomona, and his normal eye looked at Neville.

"Your friend is in trouble right now, why don't you help him?" Moody said in a rough voice.

"I think it's enough for Ron and Hermione to help him." Neville said calmly, "I can't do anything with the golden egg either."

Pomona smiled.

Although you can guess the content of the next level by putting the golden egg into the water, Harry must find a way to stay in the water for an hour, which cannot be solved by the flying spell.

"Good afternoon, Professor Sprout," Moody said. "Can I ask, what are you doing in the castle at this time?"

"I'm helping Mr. Longbottom with his homework," Pomona said.

"I thought you should be more concerned about Cedric Diggory, one of the champions of Hogwarts. He is from your house, right?" Moody said.

"Yes, he currently has Minerva to guide him, just like you guide Harry." Pomona said. "Do you think there is any problem? Alastor."

"Show me what homework you are doing." Moody stretched out his hand towards Neville, as if asking him to hand over the parchment behind him.

"If you want to ask Neville to have tea, please do it next time, we have other things to do." Pomona said, and then left with Neville.

Ever since Moody demonstrated the Unforgivable Curse in class and made Neville feel uncomfortable, Moody often asked Neville to drink tea. When did "Mad-Eye" actually have a hobby of drinking tea? Even if he didn't

The smell of boiled cabbage is also strange enough.

But from the current situation, it seems that the tea is not poisonous and does not contain veritaserum or anything like that. If Moody wants to know any secrets of Harry Potter, he can just ask.

"Prank done!" Neville said with his wand pointing at the Marauder's Map, and soon the map turned into an ordinary piece of parchment.

There are some "secrets" that only children know. If Harry hadn't been so worried about the golden egg, he wouldn't have lent the Marauder's Map to Neville without asking, but Neville was not like some

Children don't trust adults like that.

Soon they reached the second floor of the library and saw no one except the occasional Hogwarts student passing by.

When no one was around, Neville took out the map again, as if he wanted to confirm whether Dumont, wearing the invisibility cloak, had reappeared.

"Wait a minute," Pomona said, taking out her wand.

"Appare vestigium."

A burst of golden smoke erupted from the end of her wand, covering the entire corridor.

Originally, Dumont left not long ago, and the traces left behind should be fresh, but she was wearing an invisibility cloak, so her figure was not revealed.

If it was Scamander, he would bring a sniffer, as he had done before when tracking Tina in Paris, or he would have a dog that could also track based on scent.

"I have a better idea." Pomona said to himself, looking around, "Did you see something weird just now?"

"Over there!" A portrait of a noble man with a hunting dog pointed to the painting diagonally opposite him. "I saw it move."

Pomona looked in the direction he pointed and found that it was the portrait of Helena Ravenclaw. At the same time, she lowered her head and saw a pair of footprints, as if someone had been standing there just now.

"Can you open the door for me?" Pomona asked politely, but Helena didn't answer.

"She can't speak." Another portrait of a man with glasses said. He held a newspaper in his hand and poked his head under the cover of the newspaper. "But I heard what the person who entered said something."

Neville looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

"What did she say?" Pomona asked.

"Can you tell me what happened?" said the portrait.

"Say it now, or I'll find another place for you." Pomona threatened.

"Ha, you think I'd be scared." The newspaper portrait seemed intended to teach Pomona a lesson.

"Opera omnia, means..."

Pomona walked directly to Helena's portrait without waiting for the other portrait to finish.

"Opera omnia," she said to Helena too.

Helena didn't say anything like the Fat Lady at all, and the door behind the portrait opened, revealing the dark passage behind. The wind blew out from inside, as if there was a large space behind.

"Let's go," Pomona said.

"where are we going?"

"You'll find out later."

After Pomona finished speaking, she used her wand to light the torch in the increasingly dark corridor at dusk.

People are afraid of death, just like children are afraid of going into the dark.

Dumont doesn't seem to be afraid of the dark, but as an outsider she is not familiar with the secret passages of Hogwarts. She cannot enter after the castle is locked, so she can only choose to act at this time.

Pomona had no such idea before meeting Moody, but now she felt that it was time for Neville to face some things on his own.

They came all the way to Slytherin's cellar. The students saw that the two of them did not show any obvious surprise or concern, because they often sent herbs to the cellar.

"Why come here?" Neville asked.

Pomona first glanced at the Potions Office and found that it was empty, and then she noticed movement in the storage room next door.

It seems that not only Neville, but she herself also has some problems to face.

Pomona listened to the curses inside and thought, she hadn't been to the cellar since Christmas, and all the work of delivering medicinal materials was given to Neville.

"Severus." she called outside the door. "Are you free?"

The cursing inside stopped.

After a while, the door to the storage room opened quietly, and the Potions Master's sallow face appeared behind the door.

His brows were furrowed and his teeth were clenched. His eyes stayed on Pomona until he saw Neville behind her.

"What do you want to do?" he said coldly.

"Do you have any perception potion there?" Pomona asked in a low voice.

Without asking, he climbed up the ladder behind him, took down a bottle of blue potion from the high shelf, and then climbed back down the ladder to the ground.

"What you want." He said stiffly and handed the potion in front of her.

"Hurry up and take it." Pomona grabbed Neville's arm and pushed him forward, letting Neville directly face his former Boggart.

"What do you want this for?" Snape seemed to have discovered something interesting and asked with a smile.

"We discovered a secret passage." Neville said nervously, "No, we didn't discover it, it was Audrey Dumont who discovered it. I followed her..."

"Get to the point!" Snape stopped Neville's ramblings with his tact.

"I want Neville to explore. This potion can improve his perception in the dark." Pomona said.

"What!" Neville seemed to have heard about this for the first time. In fact, it was the same for him. He looked at Pomona in surprise.

"You have to walk the rest of the way on your own." Pomona patted Neville on the shoulder earnestly, "Go explore like a Gryffindor."

"Take it!" Snape forced the potion into Neville's hand.

"But... I don't know what's in the secret passage?" Neville said in a panic.

Snape smiled, showing his yellowed teeth.

"Worse than dragons, eight-eyed spiders and basilisks?" he said sinisterly.

Neville looked embarrassed.

"I, I want to go to the bathroom." Neville said in a daze, and then ran away.
To be continued...