NOVEL NEXT Chapter 1: Badger's morning
Chapter 1 Badger's Morning
On this island country far away from the mainland, there are many long valleys, especially the Loch Ness in northern Scotland. It looks a bit like an enlarged, slow-flowing river. The two sides of the lake are directly mountainous, unlike those on the other side. Like mountains and lakes, they lie peacefully on the plains where the rivers flooded.
"Oh, my goodness, they let that plesiosaur run out again." When Pomona came down the stairs from the second floor to the first floor, the daily Prophet was thrown into the window by the owl. Mrs. Prout is reading the news on the front page.
"What? Go away again?" Her grandson Pete was eating oatmeal. He couldn't help but whispered from his grandmother. He spouted milk from his mouth as soon as he opened his mouth.
Pomona remembers the plesiosaur, but Muggles prefer to call it the Loch Ness monster. Every year, many tourists from all over the world come here to visit that remote place with lackluster scenery.
It likes to be noticed very much, and like to see Muggles making a fuss when they see it, so they often go to the Muggle world to hang out. The Ministry of Magic had to set up traps near the lake, but they obviously didn't play a role, and the dragon appeared again.
"Are they nothing else to report?" Pomona complained, and walked quickly past Sprout, her long flowing platinum hair looking like gold threads.
"Oh, miss!" Mrs. Sprout screamed as soon as she saw her dress, "Are you going out like this!"
"What's the problem?" Pomona checked herself, because the blood of the wizard was withered, and now many Muggle-born wizards have entered the magic world, so many strangely dressed people appeared.
She can be sure that she is not wearing Muggle pajamas, but the style of this witch robe shows her calf, which is definitely not acceptable to an elderly witch like Mrs. Sprout.
"Your face, you forgot to use a spell."
Pomona suddenly felt that her good morning mood was gone.
Humans have a sense of superiority to humanoids. House elves are a race that was conquered by wizards in ancient wars. Every elves must receive enslavement training at birth. Veevas are also a kind of elves, but they are big elves rather than little elves like house elves. Even though they are beautiful young women when they become humans, marrying elves will still make the tall wizards feel shameful. However, the beauty of Veeva is unforgettable by the men who are obsessed with them, so there are many illegitimate children like her in the world.
"Why should I hide my face?" Pomona doesn't want to cast magic on her face. She is eleven years old this year. Every girl at this age wants to dress up beautifully, and then she can talk about it. She was not the one who did the shameful thing. Why should she be punished for the consequences caused by her own mistake?
"Miss, please don't embarrass me." Mrs. Sprout's eyes were full of pleading as she looked at Pomona.
"I think you look good in such a dress." Pete chewed on the banana slices and said, "Are you going out on a date?"
"No, I'm just going to Diagon Alley. Whether I go to Hogwarts or Boothbarton in the end, I need a magic wand."
Pomona’s biological father is French, but she has lived in England since she can remember, living with Mrs. Sprout.
According to the logic, she should go to school in Boothbarton, but then she will be in the same school with many "relatives", which will become very embarrassing for each other.
"Oh, I can't let you go to Diagon Alley alone!" Mrs. Sprout exclaimed, "The wizarding world is not suitable for an eleven-year-old child to wander around."
"Didn’t the war end early?"
"Greenward being put in jail does not mean that the world is peaceful. He is a prophet and a liar. There are still many people who believe every word he says."
Pomona is tired of this. She just wants a simple life. Why do humans want to complicate simple problems?
"I heard that another pure-blooded maniac appeared." Interrupted, "He was called Tom Riddle when he was in school, but now his servants call him the Lord of Darkness."
"You shouldn't talk about a dark wizard like that." Mrs. Sprout accused Peter of "You will cause yourself a big trouble."
"How could he know, I'm in my own house." Pete put down the spoon, picked up the bowl, and drank the rest of the oatmeal in a couple of bites. , Let's go together."
"Do I want to cast a spell on my face?"
"Why? You don't like it, don't you?" When Pete walked to Pomona, he suddenly bent over to her ear and said, "If someone asks who you are, you just say you are dating me."
Pomona couldn't help but giggled.
"At least eat breakfast before leaving!"
When the green fire of the flying powder was burning in the fireplace, Pomona heard Mrs. Sprout faintly yelling, but the joy of having a wand of her own made her forget hunger, and she could finally become a man. The wizard is out.
More importantly, she can leave the house called home, which is actually a cage. She only lived in the place her father arranged for her for a few weeks. It looked very large and luxurious, but she lived alone, so Mrs. Sprout took her to her home.
During the reign of Gellert Grindelwald, it was not only the wizarding world, but also the Muggle world. World War II occurred. Pete's father worked in the Ministry of Magic, and his mother died in an accident while his mother worked in St Mungo. .
Pomona knows that Pete’s always optimistic personality is because he is Hefpaff or by nature. He can never see gloom and depression on his face, and he always carries a cheesecake on his body. Scent.
Mrs. Sprout is very good at food magic, in her eyes food can bring happiness to people. When the war started, everyone was busy fighting, the land became scorched earth, no one would farm land for animal husbandry, food would become very scarce, and she repeated it in their ears like a curse.
After Pete went to Hogwarts to go to school, he only needed to listen to her nagging every winter and summer vacation, while Pomona had to listen every day. Between being chanted and learning food magic spells, she bravely chose the latter. Her "talent" was awakened by food.
The Sprout’s Floo Net exit set up in Diagon Alley is opposite the Honey Baron. The moment she walked out of the fireplace, she smelled a strong smell of honey.
Diagonal Alley is still the same, but everyone passing by will look at her face twice, as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
"Take my hand, dear princess." Pete walked to her, bent his arm, and smiled and said to her, "Today I will be your knight."
"Where is your sword?" Pomona looked up and down Pete. The boy changed rapidly after the age of sixteen. Pete was already much taller than her.
"Here." Pete took out his wand. "Since it's all here, do you want to buy a flying broom?"
"This is your purpose, right?" Pomona suddenly realized that Pete had been complaining that his flying broom was too slow, which caused him to perform abnormally in Quidditch matches. Unfortunately, the Sprouts weren't that way. A lot of money to buy him the latest broomstick.
"I don't know what you are talking about?" Pete said with a smile on his face, "I'm just a Hefpaff."
After speaking, Pete took Pomona’s hand and blended into the bustling crowd.
(End of this chapter)