Harry Potter Morning Light

Chapter 3227 xyz ([-])

  "The God of Liberty made Greece among Athens and Typhoon a heroic country, and enabled the Romans in the Republican era to create countless miracles. In the short time she illuminated some Italian cities, and only since then, art and science have made leaps Development, Florence shines brightly. However, freedom has now been rejected throughout Europe, and only San Marino still has a place for it. Citizens! It is because of the glorious policies of your government and because of your own noble character that you have retained Leave this precious legacy behind..."

  Feryl read the speech that Monge once delivered in San Marino, and Georgiana lay on the sofa and listened.

  FM is more than just adjusting the channel on the radio. Imagine there is a tide, the water slowly and gently washing away all the energy that does not belong to you.

  There is a Saint-Michel mountain on the coast of France, and there is a monastery there. When the tide is high, the entire monastery seems to be surrounded by water. When the tide goes out, a tidal flat is left. It looks like land, but people cannot walk away. The silt will Swallowing people like a swamp.

  She slowly closed her eyes and seemed to see a black snake snaking along a line.

  She raised her head, wanting to see where this line led...

  "You didn't go to eat just to write this?" Pomona said, holding a piece of paper with dense words written on it.

  Snape was eating the midnight snack she brought, as if he didn't want to talk to her.

  She read by candlelight.

  Magic has selfish and selfless attributes, and there are two attitudes toward magic. One is to use it to attack and punish others, which is selfish and lacks legitimacy.

  "You really think that?" Pomona sneered.

  "This is for Dumbledore," Snape said coldly, breaking the bread and soaking the soup on the plate.

  "The use of magic can be spontaneous and conditional, or non-spontaneous and unconditional. The temptation to use magic to satisfy one's own needs will become greater, not only affecting the person's body, but also leading to nothingness." Pomona Read the content of the paper.

  "You have to respect yourself," Snape said, "if you want higher achievements and growth."

  Pomona looked at it for a while and found no relevant content in the paper.

  "The Dark Lord told me," Snape explained.

  "The Dark Lord?" she asked in surprise.

  "Contact magic with wisdom, just like passing down ancient skills, and explore with a spirit of respect and service. There may be no rewards on this road, but it is still powerful and meaningful." Snape said.

  He said these words with respect in his tone, as if he had not received the "lesson" at all.

  "What did You-Know-Who do that wasn't rewarded?" Pomona asked.

  "It is extremely dangerous to release some ancient powers, especially when we are not on the same level as them." Snape looked at her and said, "We respect those powers as we respect our powerful selves."

  Pomona couldn't help but stick out her tongue. These words were so mysterious.

  At this time, she heard the voice of a girl chanting, but she suddenly stopped chanting halfway through.

  So she slowly opened her eyes. The black lacquer board was inlaid with colorful mother-of-pearls, which was indeed a bit messy.

  "You're awake," a man said.

  Georgiana followed the sound and saw Ser Merry sitting beside her.

  "We can't just rely on your words to ask all the expatriates to put down their daily lives." Sir Merry said, "Is there anything that can be used as evidence?"

  How could she explain the message brought by the stars so that a Muggle could understand it?

  "Do you know why Hannibal surrounded Sagunto for eight months without attacking?" Georgiana asked.

  "I would like to hear more about it," Ser Merry said softly.

  "After the First Punic War, the Romans held a triumphal ceremony and even opened the door to the temple of Janus, the god of war. What she meant was that peace had come, and there was no need to fight anymore. The Roman legions at that time were all composed of citizens, and after the war, they could go home and reunite with their families. But Carthage was different. They used mercenaries. After the war, they had to pay the military expenses of the mercenaries. At this time, there were trade factions and agricultural factions in Carthage. Hannibal's father was from the trade faction. "

  Ser Merry frowned.

  "He was ostracized in Carthage, even though he put down the mercenary rebellion, and then he went to Spain to continue his plans there. The 9-year-old Hannibal couldn't let go of his father..."

  "You are too sentimental," Ser Merry interrupted.

  "The Greeks divided obligations into absolute obligations and general obligations. General obligations are obligations that require a reasonable explanation to be fulfilled, while absolute obligations are just behaviors. Carthage developed trade and its power in Iberia grew. Hannibal felt that he had not violated the "Ebro Agreement", so he wanted the Romans to be the first to declare war, so that he would be just. But the Romans did not think so. Livy's Roman History said that the Romans felt that their dignity had been violated offend."

  "Then they declared war," Ser Merry said quietly.

  "What do you want the newspapers to say, or do you want to block newspapers like France?" Georgiana asked.

  "The King intends to make a decree that whenever it is alleged that an Englishman or foreigner has been unlawfully deprived of his liberty, or that a man is detained as a lunatic, or that a nun is prevented from leaving a convent, the courts will "Protection orders are issued against imprisoned persons to bring victims before the courts." Sir Merry said "This is based on the Protection of Human Rights Act signed by Charles II and passed by Parliament."

  Georgiana had nothing to say. "You wizards have always been worried about what happened in New England. If only you had known how to use habeas corpus..."

  "Some people have applied, but the judge over there said that the only privilege the applicants have is that they will not become slaves, and rejected their application." Georgiana also interrupted Meri, "Also, what is the current situation of my students? "

  "She is safe," said Ser Merry.

  "Did someone 'falsely accuse' her of being a witch?" Georgiana asked.

  Ser Merry sighed.

  "I also hope that everyone can calm down, but I am the only one who thinks that. If others don't cooperate, it is just a pipe dream. Someone just told me to sell Louisiana. What will happen if I agree?" George Anna asked.

  "That Mr. Mudgee has come back penniless. Do you know what that means?" Sir Merry asked.

  "The French say that you talk in a roundabout way and don't understand what you mean. Last time they kidnapped the Pope's Secretary of State." Georgiana said unhappily.

  Ser Merry smiled.

  "That's the French, you are British, you should think the British way." Sir Merry said meaningfully.

  She looked at the old fox.

  "We used to issue habeas corpus orders and collect deposits because of contracts rather than relief. The relief may be cut off at any time." The old fox said slowly, "The new habeas corpus order requires a bond."

  "What guarantee?" Georgiana asked.

  "I told you from the beginning, what proof do you have?" Sir Merry asked.

  She looked at him incredulously.

  "Your pupil?" said Ser Merry.

  The words Severus had told her came to her mind.

  "She is my student, and I will do my best to keep her safe." Georgiana said slowly, "And you should do the same."

  Ser Merry looked at her.

  "She was my life debt, like my life," Georgiana said.

  "Why don't you take the oath of allegiance like everyone else?" Ser Merry asked grimly.

  "Do you really believe in the oath?" Georgiana smiled. "Women know that they cannot believe in the oaths sworn by men."

  Ser Merry smiled too.

  "What else do you have to say?" asked Georgiana.

  "The Spanish governor gave President Jefferson a Christmas gift, a miniature replica of a Vatican statue, and told him it was Cleopatra. The president looked at it and said, 'That's wrong, she should be the sleeping Ariadne. ', I just saw that she has woken up." Sir Merry said as if he was unable to understand his words, "What did you dream about just now? You smiled so happily?"

  "That's my privacy." Georgiana said coldly.

  Sir Merry smiled mysteriously, took his leave and left the drawing room.

  It wasn't until he left that Georgiana started to get angry.

  "What are you so angry about?" A woman sat on the chair where Sir Merry had just sat.

  "Why are you here?" Georgiana asked Genevieve, who was dressed as a nun.

  "Thanks to you, he has become stronger." Genevieve said reproachfully, "What should we do next?"

  It dawned on her now.

  Not all men and women will have "results" together.

  Had Pomona not met Severus, she would have been the type of person Bonaparte hated most.

  Whoever came up with the idea of ​​making the two of them the "core" was a genius.

  She couldn't help laughing, as if she had just watched a comedy.

  (End of this chapter)