Before coming to this world, Pomona remembered that it seemed to be time for another papal election. This Polish pope had once survived an assassination attempt; the bullet had missed his vital organs by a hair. After he recovered, two days before Christmas, he went to the prison to visit the assassin who had attacked him.
Georgiana dearly wished the contents of their private conversation could be made public, so she could draw some inspiration from it instead of digging through heaps of old texts herself.
Even without the Library of Alexandria and the Vatican Library, the books published in Paris over the years were already numerous enough. Gathered together, they practically formed an "ocean of knowledge."
The rushing rivers of the underworld were like doses of Potions. Some brought hatred, some distress, some sorrow, and some fire.
There was no known Sea of the Underworld. Like the rivers and streams of the mortal world, they all eventually converged. If that were so, they would form one enormous cauldron of mixed Potions.
According to Gamp's Third Law, the antidote to a mixed poison was greater than the sum of the antidotes for each individual ingredient.
Do not multiply entities beyond necessity. Adding a single antidote could possibly produce a new poison.
Yet there was a river in the underworld called the River of Forgetfulness. Like a "clarifying potion," it could wipe everything clean. Perhaps it was the "antidote" to those great rivers.
It was only a tiny tributary among the great rivers of the underworld, however, and the "dosage" could never be sufficient. Besides, if the dose was too large, the antidote would become poison as well, making one forget everything like Gilderoy Lockhart.
Nothing that had happened to him at school had been made public. Quite a few fans