Chapter 2915 The Language of Butterflies (5)

There was once such a problem. A group of children were playing beside the railway tracks. Nine of them chose to play on a newly built new railway track, and one child was playing on an old abandoned railway track. At this time, a train was speeding by.

Come on, what choice should the driver make?

Passengers on the train in 1975 did not make choices like interviewers sitting in an office facing an interviewer. The high-speed train did not give them so much time to think. Although it was daytime, the train entered the tunnel.

There is no other light except the lights in the subway.

Everything happened so suddenly. It first hit the Moor Gate platform where it was supposed to stop, and then rushed into the end of the tunnel under inertia and hit the wall. The derailed rear carriage hit the platform that was already parked.

subway, killing 43 people.

Even if the passengers want to rush into the cab and "step on the brakes", they can't because the train cab does not have the "brakes" to step on like a car.

Looking at the "dazzling array" of joysticks on the control panel, which one is the brake?

As a result of the accident, 19 dead ends on the London Underground have been equipped with protective devices that can stop trains if the driver is unable to brake.

The sound when the train braked was very harsh, not to mention that according to the subsequent investigation, the train did not slow down at all at that time. Passengers waiting at the station could clearly see that the driver in the driver's seat was sitting upright and his eyes were looking straight.

Looking forward, it doesn't look like a heart attack at all.

After four days of excavation work, when people found the driver, his hand was still firmly grasping the joystick, and he did not instinctively raise it to protect his face. In other words, the driver seemed to be awake when he drove the train and crashed into it.

of the platform.

There were 270 pounds in the driver's coat pocket, which he planned to give to his daughter after he handed over his shift. Then the forensic doctor conducted an autopsy and found that the driver's brain had deteriorated after death, which may have caused him to temporarily lose his memory, but the driver had not done so before.

There is no record of Alzheimer's disease or akinetic mutism.

The case ended with the driver mistaking the station and mistaking the terminal Moor Gate for the closed Essex station. The person who caused the accident was Mulbourne, who was good at the Imperius Curse and was only in fifth grade at the time.

, because of this incident, the mysterious man awarded him the Dark Mark, which is the same as Severus's Dark Mark on his left arm.

Pomona didn't like the sign. It was ugly. There were no cameras in the London Underground, but at least it wasn't like Gotham's subway, where the fluorescent lights flickered on and off unless the power supply failed.

The fire in the subway elevator this time may be due to aging circuits, or it may be a randomly discarded cigarette butt. The subway is as indispensable to London as the Queen, theatre, bars and red phone booths. According to Albus himself, he has a pair of

Although no one has seen the scars on the London Underground with his own eyes, unless he rolled up his trouser legs, who could make Dumbledore take off his terrible star robe?

The subway is not like a long-distance train. It is a short-distance one. It will arrive at a station every few minutes. At that time, the doors will open and passengers will rush in, squeezing the carriage like a sardine can and the air will become very turbid. This

It's already a very unpleasant experience, but it becomes even more unbearable if the passengers around you have a strange smell or move erratically.

Especially in the summer, Monroe once wore a white skirt and stood at the subway vent, waiting for the subway to pass by and bring coolness. Even though the heat wave in 1976 was difficult to encounter, the London subway without a cooling system was still as hot as hell.

Refrigeration systems only became popular in the second half of the 20th century. There was no space reserved for them in the 19th century. Moreover, the weather at that time was not as hot as it is now. Expansion was an extremely large, time-consuming and costly project.

Although the refrigeration system also has the function of ventilation, if it is not designed properly, it is likely to produce a "chimney effect" and allow the fire to spread quickly.

Burning consumes oxygen, which is also needed for breathing. Although people are still being rescued in the hospital, people have spontaneously gathered near the subway entrance where the accident occurred, laying flowers for the victims and feeling sad for the loss of life.

Sometimes people don't need to express their feelings exactly as theologians and philosophers say, and struggle with right and wrong.

"I'm having a bad day," Pomona whispered against Severus' chest.

He had a burnt smell, which she didn't like either.

"Then don't mention it." He said listlessly.

"I thought friends could talk to each other," Pomona said.

"I want to be quiet for a while." He said coldly.

So she stopped talking.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked after a while.

"pudding."

He laughed "Pudding?"

Otherwise, what can we say? On why God created the world?

"I want to eat pudding." She said softly.

"Didn't you eat at the dinner?" he said in a good mood.

She raised her head and looked at him fiercely.

It took him two or three seconds to react.

"I don't want to eat." He said a little coldly, "I want to forget those."

"What?"

"I didn't eat barbecue tonight."

When he said this, Pomona felt her stomach churn.

"Can you help me?" he said softly.

She was about to take out her wand.

"That's not it." He stopped, "Use your 'talent'."

"I've never used it on anyone." She said a little at a loss.

"Come on." He said with his eyes closed.

She didn't know what to do.

In other words, Albus successfully taught her to become a human, just like he successfully taught Remus to become a werewolf who was not bloodthirsty.

So she burst into tears, and Severus kissed her tears away, and then hugged her tightly, as if they were back in the cave of XZ again.

The sound of the watch turning is clearly audible, as if witnessing the passage of time.

She looked at the golden nails resting on the black fabric. The nail polish Minerva painted on Pomona looked like gold, but the color was actually more Gryffindor gold than yellow.

There is not much difference in color saturation between gold and yellow, but it may be because gold has a golden sheen, while earthy yellow does not.

Gold was used to decorate pharaohs' coffins, the walls of the Taj Mahal, medieval anthologies, church frescoes, kings' palaces, and some even woven gold threads into fabrics to demonstrate luxury and authority.

"You told him to sympathize with and stand up for justice?" Severus said after a long time.

"When you worry about someone who is in trouble, you want him to be freed." Pomona said softly, "When you worry about someone who is in danger, you want to save his life."

"That sounds contradictory," he said.

"It's true," Pomona said. "My soul is always being pulled."

"Pain?" he asked.

"Not now," she said drowsily, "Can you be here tonight?"

He didn't speak.

"You stayed outside and I slept peacefully," she continued.

"Then I want a bigger sofa."

At this time she should let go, but she hugged her tighter.

Swamps can easily make people think of "stuck in" or "mud", but swamps can also be full of flowers.

"There are classes tomorrow." He said helplessly, "The vacation is over."

"No!" she said willfully.

"You don't have any summer homework."

She let go of her hands and asked, clasping her hands on her waist.

"Do you think I'm a child?"

"Otherwise you have to prove that you are an adult?" he asked sarcastically.

She was about to say she wanted to prove it to him, but he walked aside with a smile and used his wand to make the sofa bigger.

"Good night." He said as he lay on the sofa.

Pomona stared at him for a while, then returned to her bedroom, which still smelled of pesticides.

She thought she would have a bad sleep that night, but she slept pretty well and only had a dream. In the dream, she was lying on a chair and a "goth" tattoo artist tattooed her on her back.

The tattoo looks like a black wing, but only half of it is tattooed, making it look like a one-winged bird.
Chapter completed!