We were like a flock of lost lambs, each going our own way.
—Book of Isaiah
After buying ingredients at the local market, Pomona prepared to go home and cook for herself.
Her wallet had been mercilessly plundered last night and again at noon today. From now on, she needed to spend more carefully.
Besides, she wanted to try cooking seafood. The cheese-baked scallops she had seen at the restaurant today had looked quite good.
However, when she returned home, she found two strangers coming out of her house. She quickly hid behind a corner.
The two were dressed rather "retro." After stepping out the front door, they looked back once before Apparating away.
Pomona quickly realized they were wizards. Thinking of someone's identity as a Death Eater, she immediately grew tense.
She set down the food, drew her wand, and woke the sleeping Cockroach Cluster.
When necessary, a fifty-foot-long serpent would be powerful support.
She cast a Silencing Charm on herself, then put on the Invisibility Cloak after using the Disillusionment Charm.
"You want to go in through the front door?" Voldemort asked her.
"If not through the front door, then where?" she said irritably. "This is my own home."
"If it's your own home, why are you sneaking around?" Voldemort retorted.
"Then what do you suggest?"
"If even Severus is no match for those people, you'll only be captured if you go in. Do you remember how to summon him?"
"At such a close distance, is that really necessary... oh." Pomona understood halfway through her sentence.
It was a miracle Voldemort had not called her stupid.
So she took out the summoning ring and recited the spell at it. Before long, Severus's greasy head poked out from a second-floor window and looked around.
"What is it?" he shouted