Harry Potter Morning Light

Longvier opened an iron box with a cipher disk marked with letters, and then he put the gold bracelet in it.

"We felt it was a safe bet," Mr Ripo explained.

Georgiana did not refute. She also felt that it would be best for the French Ministry of Magic to set up a place similar to the Department of Mysteries, but instead of digging down along Whitehall, it would be in other cities besides Paris.

"Can you tell us what you're thinking?" Ribo asked.

Georgiana said nothing.

This department must be in charge of a credible person to avoid things like the Gemini Cabinet from happening.

"You're thinking about work again, aren't you?" Ribo asked with a smile.

Georgiana was speechless.

"You should relax, come on, let's continue to decipher." Ripo said to Georgiana, and went back to the "warehouse" downstairs where the rubbing magic circle was placed.

"I want to eat chocolate." She said suddenly.

"Wait." Longvier said, and then he called an apprentice outside and asked him to buy the best chocolate in Paris.

The feeling of being "willful" made her feel a lot better. She found a sofa and sat down, leaned on it very comfortably, and then put her legs on the sofa, relaxing her whole body, which is referred to as sitting in a daze.

At this moment Longvier came back, saw her sitting in an unladylike position, and did not reprimand her.

"Would you like an artist to paint you?" said Longvier, laughing.

"I have my own painter." Georgiana said proudly.

"Who is your painter?" asked Longvier.

"You can ask the First Consul." Georgiana smiled mysteriously. She was curious about what kind of stories Napoleoni would make up to deceive people.

Longvier smiled and shook his head.

"Because he's a great liar?" asked Georgiana.

"We asked, but he didn't say anything." Longvier said, "I really want to see the masterpiece of that master."

"You can't see it," said Georgiana firmly.

"Why?" Ribo asked.

Because his eyes are the frame to imprint her face on his heart.

Her smile faded quite a bit. Before, he thought Shakespeare was nothing special.

"Our task today is to make you happy." Mr. Ripo said softly, "He said that your smile in front of the Crown of Thorns was so beautiful that day, and it has been lingering in his mind."

Georgiana tilted her head and looked at Ribo. Did he really intend to make her happy or was he trying to make a routine?

"Boys do a lot of stupid things to make girls happy," Mr. Ripo said. "You guys had a lot of trouble that day."

Georgiana thought of Caprara's serious questioning at that time, and suddenly felt a little funny.

They really didn't think about anything at the time, they just visited the holy relics, but people thought it was a symbolic move.

"She'll be safe here, you can go down," Longvier said to Figel.

"I think it's up to me to judge whether it's safe or not," Figel said, refusing to back down.

"I heard that you have mysterious guards." Georgiana said, "Can I meet you?"

"I don't know what you're talking about?" said Longvier.

"They seem to be dumb, and they usually communicate with sign language."

Longvier suddenly realized.

"Those boys...they're downstairs." Longvier said to Figel with a smile.

"Go and try them for me." Georgiana said to Figel. "What should I call them?"

"Boy," said Mr. Ripo angrily.

"Troublemaker." Longvier sighed, "They should be stuffed back into the womb to have a second life."

Although she didn't know what those mysterious-looking people in black robes who communicated in sign language did to make the two elders so angry, Georgiana didn't care, who was not young enough to cause trouble.

So Figel bowed and left.

"Your plan to build a Roman aqueduct in Paris may be run aground." After Figel left, Longvier said, "The French would rather dig aqueducts on the ground."

"That's okay." Georgiana said easily, anyway, the Italians have found a new way to "invade". The cafes in Paris are all built under Italian-style arcades, and there is even an Italian boulevard next to Crime Avenue. , where the petty bourgeoisie, bourgeoisie and upstart celebrities often come and go.

"The First Consul has planned a grand blueprint to make Paris the best in the world, but if he continues to fight abroad, those grand projects may be difficult to complete." Ripo said, "I thought you were peace-loving."

Georgiana had nothing to say.

The Baltic Sea is an important trading area for Britain. France had never been involved in it. However, with the collapse of the anti-French alliance, Russia opened the two gorge to France.

Supporting the anti-French alliance is profitable, and it also involves the military industry. Importing timber from the United States is not advisable in the eyes of some hawks. They would rather buy timber from the Russians.

England's diplomacy has always been so disappointing, otherwise Britain would not have been "gloriously isolated".

"The situation in Europe is complicated," Georgiana said.

"In 1799, the Elbe River was frozen, and prices rose to a terrible level before the spring trade, but there was no revolution like in France." And uncontrollable…”

"It's like the French army. They are unstoppable in the first charge, but if the charge is not captured, they will not be able to follow up." Georgiana interrupted Ribo. It's easy to get confused."

"Italian Renaissance is to get women out, but the French are different." Mr. Ripo said reluctantly, "We have seen another possibility."

"Power." Longvier said, "I heard that you use Tarot cards for divination. You should know that card."

Georgiana sneered, "You think I can really tame that lion?"

"I don't think it's time for women to be models," Longvier said. "The education system for women that the First Consulate advocated is not desirable."

"I think some girls won't become goddesses who tame lions after receiving education." Georgiana said blankly.

"You can't get an education yourself and benefit from it and ignore other people," Longvier said.

"Don't accuse me like that," Georgiana said angrily.

"We want you to open a girls' school," said Mr Ripo.

"I will not be a teacher in a school where, apart from the principal, everything from the teachers to the gardeners is female," Georgiana affirmed.

"Why?"

"You can investigate what happened in the nunnery in Provence before." Georgiana said blankly, "All the nuns are delusional about the new priest and their love, and finally the priest was sentenced by the Inquisition." Judgment, a convent like that is like a madhouse."

"So men and women study together?" Ribo asked.

Georgiana shook her head.

"You'll find another kind of madness."

"Then what shall we do?" Ribo asked.

"How would I know?" she said irresponsibly. "I'm a mess myself. What can I teach those girls?"

"Don't talk about this topic, how about we talk about something else?" Longvier said.

Both Georgiana and Ribo were silent.

A herd of sheep led by a lion will beat a herd of lions led by a sheep, and farmers in western France believed that everyone had to tie up their cattle.

It takes a lot of goddesses to turn sheep into lions, so as to keep them in check and not let their free nature run amok.

This seems to be a simple, but in fact, difficult career, because they want to cultivate a woman who combines courage, wisdom, tolerance, and shrewdness, and she must be fair, just like the humility, perseverance, loyalty, etiquette, Pious, honorable, chivalrous knights are equally impossible to exist.

The relationship between the pure and beautiful woman and the romantic knight only exists in the story. Now, how many men are willing to hold a sharp sword, cut off the thorns, and save the sleeping princess in the castle?

In the bard's song, the poor boy who proposed to the princess was rejected by the king and led an army to attack the castle. Did he change from a commoner to a king?

At the same time she remembered the sorcerer who had put a stimulant on his lips and kissed the princess awake.

So, who should she love more? Or is it all just a dream of a woman longing for love.

When she woke up, she was still the pudgy woman covered in mud. A woman who loses everything without beauty is as unfit to appear in the "marriage market" as a man who has nothing.

Luna and her shepherds can only meet each other in dreams. In dreams, they can do anything freely. If even dreams are imprisoned, then where is there freedom?

In Inception, did the spinning top fall in the end?

After more than ten hours of flying, Saito in the dream turned into a gray-haired old man