Chapter 2808 Red Hunger (10)

The middle zone between the snow line and the alpine woodland is a natural nursery for weeds. In the mountains north of Athens, the melting snow in late spring can sometimes irrigate a large field of carmine, which is the autumn marigold. They should have been enjoyed in the garden.

Looking at the sunlight inside the high wall, there are fossils of their kind lying in the soil not far from the garden. This was their home long before humans appeared.

They arrived in Britain during the Neolithic Age. In the Middle Ages, farmland was full of autumn marigolds, especially in areas with chalky soil, so it was considered a harmful plant and was eradicated.

A horticulturist and botanist in the 16th century was very fond of its cup-shaped flowers and the beauty mark-like black spots at the bottom of the petals. He was so fascinated by its elegance that he obtained seeds from southwestern England and planted them in his garden.

.He called this beautiful plant "Ruby Rose". 200 years later, people were selling this flower on the streets near Covent Garden and called it "Moroccan Red", which was a popular bouquet at that time.

But by the end of the 19th century, new screening technology made it basically extinct from the UK. It was not until 1971 that a new road in Wiltshire happened to cross a former farmland, which quickly revived it here.

List of species of special concern in the UK.

Pomona took a sip of black tea. She knew that Severus was going to the Malfoy Manor in Wiltshire during the Christmas holidays to become Draco Malfoy's godfather, but compared to going to the Celestial Ball, she

I never even thought about going to Malfoy Manor.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting." Minerva said as she walked into the office and closed the door.

"It's okay." Pomona put the black tea on Minerva's desk.

Gryffindor has always been noisy, but it has become even more noisy these days because the selection for the school team is about to begin.

This time is different from the past, because the seekers are about to graduate. Although the selection will not start until spring, if you want to have a light weight and gain faster speed, it is best not to gain too much weight this winter and Christmas.

"What do you want from me?" Minerva sat down in her seat.

"Bill," Pomona said patiently.

"Oh, yes, you just mentioned it to me." Minerva said, covering her forehead.

"It's okay," Pomona continued patiently.

Although there are many people in Hufflepuff, they are not as noisy as Gryffindor. I am really grateful to Merlin.

"In addition to being a spell breaker, has he ever considered becoming an herbalist like Toots?" Pomona asked.

"I told him the same thing, to think more about it before graduation," Minerva said.

"What did Bill say?"

"He said he would think about it," Minerva said.

Pomona expressed his understanding that some people have no choice, but Bill has too many choices, just like there are countless roads in the wasteland and he can't find his own direction.

"There's one thing." Pomona hesitated.

"What's the matter?" Minerva asked.

"What color should Bill wear to the celestial dance?" Pomona asked with a smile.

"He doesn't seem to be old enough, and also..."

Minerva fell silent. It seemed that she was not ignorant of the situation in her academy.

"Severus also experienced this when he was young. Moderate push will make people progress, but excessive push will make people go astray." Pomona said.

Minerva sighed.

"I will talk to him," Minerva said.

"That day I saw Charlie rush out to protect Bill." Pomona said, "If only that day..."

"Miss Evans went, but you know what happened next." Minerva said, "What's more, we were not there that day, and Filius was the invigilator."

In fact, Pomona was there that day because the Death Eaters' mission was temporarily canceled.

But she felt that girls should not appear in that kind of scene, as it would hurt the boy's self-esteem even more.

"She is no longer Miss Evans, Minerva, we will call her Mrs. Potter." Pomona said.

"How about going out for a drink tonight," Minerva said.

"Today?" Pomona looked at the calendar. "Today is not the weekend."

"You mentioned to me a few days ago how Harry is doing." Minerva said gloomily, "Let's talk over a drink."

"Okay." Pomona said, she could see that Minerva was in a bad state now.

"See you on the wooden bridge after school," Minerva said.

Pomona glanced out the window at the heavy snow falling.

"OK."

Then she left Minerva's office.

She went downstairs to the hospital wing and told Madam Pomfrey to prepare hangover potions. She estimated that Minerva would drink a lot today.

They were supposed to bring a bodyguard at this time, but the topic they were talking about was Harry Potter, which was top secret.

"What are you waiting for?"

While passing by a corridor, she heard someone say.

Pomona looked in that direction. A Ravenclaw boy was trying to invite a Gryffindor girl, and his friend was urging him.

The boy mustered up his courage and walked up to the girl. They said something. The boy smiled politely and then returned to his friend with an expressionless face.

"How is it?" my friend asked without hope.

"She has already agreed to someone else." The boy who invited her wrinkled his features, "I should have asked earlier."

His friend patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's go together then."

The two disappeared together at the end of the corridor.

Pomona tilted her head and thought.

Did she make a mistake?

"Good afternoon, Professor." Dumbledore stood on the stairs upstairs. "Are you free?"

"Of course, Headmaster." Pomona walked up the steps and walked to Dumbledore.

"I heard you were going out today," said Dumbledore.

"Minerva is in a bad mood, I'm going to have a drink with her," Pomona said.

"Don't drink too much." Dumbledore said, "You have classes tomorrow."

Pomona was shocked. This was not what Dumbledore said.

At this time, he was already walking up the stairs, looking a little strenuous, as if he was old.

Dumbledore chose to send Harry away from the wizarding world in order to give him a better growth environment.

Petunia has been jealous of Lily since she was little. Not only does Lily have the magical powers that she envies, but overall, Petunia is a well-behaved girl who helps her mother wash the dishes instead of trying to drive Mr. Evans crazy with new music and boyfriends.

.

She just wouldn't treat Harry as her own like the Potters treated Sirius, so how bad could it be?

"It doesn't matter, the smell is much better than the dung bomb." Barnaby said, "I once washed it for two days before the smell disappeared."

"Someone threw a dung bomb at you?" Charlie said in surprise.

"No, they put it under the bed," said Barnaby, sitting on the corridor railing. "It took two months for the smell to go away."

"So that's when you practiced the moves in the dungeon?" Bill asked.

Barnaby nodded.

"I understand them. They think my whole family is crazy. Sooner or later, I will be as crazy as them. On the day the mysterious man saw me, my father, who had not spoken to me for a long time, suddenly told me that if I could become like the mysterious man

If I am strong, I can do anything.”

"What?" Bill asked in shock.

"Which surprises you more? That I can be as powerful as You-Know-Who, or that I can do anything?" Barnaby asked.

Both Bill and Charlie were speechless.

"This is my family." Barnaby stood up with a smile. "I don't agree with their views, so they hate me and even wish I had never been born. There is always something interesting about Slytherin's childhood."

"But you're not a Slytherin," Bill said.

"Is there any difference? It doesn't matter what color robes we wear, what matters is what color we look like in the eyes of others. You are very kind to me, so I don't want to hurt you. I understand your 'joke'.

"

Neither Bill nor Charlie spoke.

"I have classes this afternoon, bye," said Barnaby, and walked away.

"I thought we finally had a Ravenclaw coming to our house for Christmas," Charlie said to Bill.

Bill ruffled Charlie's hair and walked away arm in arm with him.
Chapter completed!