Harry Potter Morning Light.

Chapter 3336 Banquet Guests ()

After leaving the church, Georgiana looked at the flat "square".

In fact, the Pantheon in ancient Rome is also composed of a square and a circle from the photo. Although the interior of the temple is also round, the square outline is added.

The process of building it was not smooth. The original dome was indeed made of concrete, but it was too heavy. The dead weight caused the edges of the dome to expand outwards, eventually deforming and collapsing. Later, engineers used lighter volcanic lava and reshaped the dome. The thickness is reduced.

Looking from the inside of the temple, you can see many square holes, which have a beautiful and weight-saving effect, making the dome weigh only a quarter of its original weight. In order to prevent the dome from expanding outward again, seven concrete rings were added around it to firmly hold the dome in place.

When Plato translated the Mysteries of Hermes, he believed that demiourgos, the craftsman, was regarded as the second god. The first lesson to distinguish him from the creator is that as a "craftsman", he must make materials that are difficult to control to some extent submit. By His will, He did not create the world out of nothing, but created it by giving it “order.”

Wizards also follow "order", food cannot be "made out of nothing", and other transformation techniques are also subject to the will of the caster, but this does not mean that the caster can change whatever he wants.

There is no contradiction between "turning into nothingness" and "turning into everything", but this is just an understanding and logic. Like 3+2=5, it still exists apart from the real world.

However, when we face "loss", it cannot help. People will still focus on the abominable side of death. No one except ghosts will bring a plate of stinking barbecue to the banquet table.

Even Death Eaters don't like corpses. They only enjoy the process of free killing. Werewolves are more like scavengers, "processing" the "evidence" they leave behind.

Homeless people disappear from the streets, and people assume they've gone somewhere else, like prison or something.

The police were responsible for expelling them, and no one would care about them, so they were made into Inferi by Voldemort.

Bonaparte actually did not believe in doctors. He believed that those "metaphysical" methods could not be called medical skills at all. He focuses so much on doctors and hospitals just because it's about morale, it's not just a matter of saving lives and getting the wounded back to the troops, because troops going into combat want to know that if the worst happens, they'll be helped.

If they are worried about being injured or afraid that they will be infected and die, they will not fight bravely. If you are injured but can heal, that is a "minor problem".

Bishop Visconti of Milan issued a very cruel order to lock people infected with the Black Death in their homes, even if they were still alive.

Richelieu pursued the theory of "national supremacy". For sea power, he supported the Netherlands' participation in the Thirty Years' War.

There is an invisibility cloak in the Deathly Hallows, and Lao San, who is in awe of death, uses it to avoid death.

Saint Martin also had a cloak. He first gave half of it to beggars on the roadside, and the remaining half that belonged to him was divided into small pieces of cloth by the kings. It no longer had the function of a cloak, but they still repaired it ornately. Placed in the chapel.

No one knows the exact time of the Fat Friar's death, but the Romanesque church was probably built during Charlemagne's time, although Charlemagne's empire also fell apart after his death.

Knowing the fat monk's real name in this way was not what she expected. Frankly speaking, she wanted a pure soul more. Why had she gone so crazy before that she took "The Woman in Red" as her last name?

What she should be thinking about at this time is how to construct the seven-layer "concrete ring" to prevent the "dome" from expanding and eventually collapsing.

The life a woman desires has nothing to do with her anymore.

This was Albus's plan, just as he could make a werewolf stop craving flesh and blood.

Is this painful? Pain is right, just like putting on shoes that don't fit, someone will give in first.

Cinderella's sisters cut off their feet in order to put on the crystal slippers. The crystal slippers were beautiful, but they had no ability to transform.

"How do you understand beauty?"

She slowly turned back and looked at Chiconyara.

“I’m working on a paper centered on the difference between absolute beauty and relative beauty,” Chiconyara said.

"I think beauty is a kind of pain." Georgiana said in a waveless voice.

"Your beauty is different from Paulina's." Ciconia looked at Georgiana like a work of art. "She reminds me of Venus, you remind me of Laocoön."

"Thank you for the compliment," Georgiana said coldly.

"Didn't you say that beauty is a kind of pain?" Chiconyara asked.

"Who wants pain?" Georgiana glared at him fiercely.

"As Kant said, not to be harassed by desire, this is your freedom. Polina pursues what she wants, this is her freedom." Chiconyara sighed, "What is surprising is that , you actually get along well."

"Otherwise, what do you think we should do?" she asked in surprise.

"It's like a mother disciplining her daughter," Rohrbon said.

"Why should I care about Polina?" Georgiana asked in surprise.

"Why don't you think it's Polina who cares about you?" Rohrban said, "Don't stay at home all the time, go out and meet some friends..." "Unbelievable." Georgiana looked at the two of them in disbelief, "You are so Looking at both of us?"

Chiconyara looked at Rohrban as if to let him speak.

It's okay they didn't mention it, now that Georgiana thinks about it... but now she gets along "just fine" with Polina because she doesn't mind her own business.

"You guys are unbelievable." Georgiana said with a headache. She didn't want to stay with these two guys anymore.

"Do you still want to take me to Paris?" Ciconiala asked with a smile.

"Of course!" Georgiana said immediately, "Don't you have a crush on Polina?"

"I got married," Chiconyara said. "It's such a shame."

"But I didn't see your wife last time I went to your house," Georgiana said.

"Who stipulates that couples must live together?" Chiconyara asked.

She looked at him puzzled.

"Of course, Italy is not like France, which can ignore the constraints of marriage." Ciconiala said.

"Don't you miss her?" asked Georgiana.

"Art has been with me, and now you are with me," Chiconyala said. "Did I mention that Madame de Staël almost married William Pitt the Younger?"

This is definitely big news for Georgiana.

"Mrs. de Staël refused because she felt that even though Mr. Pitt was a prosperous and prominent figure, there was not enough sunshine in England, and the women there were not known even if they were beautiful. Later she decided to be the ambassador's wife."

It seemed to Georgiana that Chiconyara was talking about her. Later, she thought about it, "where women are not known even for their beauty" would also suit Lily. She was remembered as Harry's mother, Mrs. Potter, and "Lily Evans" disappeared after she got married. Just like many British housewives, she stayed at home, or even worse, because she had to hide in a house protected by the Loyalty Charm and could not go out like a normal housewife.

"I'm different from her. I want to be safe more." Georgiana whispered, "Even with an invisibility cloak."

"Why haven't you been to Marino Palace in the past two days?" Ciconiala asked.

She can't say she's not interested in politics, right?

Anyone who tastes it will be hooked.

"I came to Italy with Polina to relax. This trip should give Delmid some insights." Georgiana said.

Chiconyara and Rohrban both laughed.

"Politics, second only to unbridled love, became her diet. Your food is not politics and money, right?" Chiconyala asked.

"It's love. You can actually make a ruthless person like Bonaparte produce love to feed you." Rohrbon said.

She felt like refuting.

"The queen asked, what glory does Madame de Staël have so that the whole army is at her disposal?" said Rohrbon.

"I don't command any troops!" she immediately corrected the former courtier of Marie Antoinette.

"What were you thinking about just now? Georgiana," Ciconiala asked. "Before I ask you how you understand beauty?"

She looked at Chicoliara cautiously.

She suddenly felt that men like Mullah, who regarded women as being for love rather than understanding, were actually quite good.

At least safer than these two.

"I'm thinking about the Pantheon," she said slowly.

"Then let's talk about the Pantheon, what do you think?" Ciconiala asked Rolban.

"No problem." Rolban said with a smile, and then they stayed with Georgiana and continued to wander in the muddy square.

(End of this chapter)