Harry Potter Morning Light

The man asked me, poet, why did you travel so far?

I told him I was looking around for an uncomfortable corner of the world to hide in.

The man didn't know, and asked me, since I was looking for a hiding place, why didn't I look for a comfortable one?

It was time to go, and I said goodbye to the man and walked towards the ruins.

Dead air filled the air like gray smoke,

The long road seems to lead to oblivion.

On the way I recall the first love of my youth,

My darling, she was a door to me,

She let me out of the fence, into a strange world.

"Why did you leave the army and go alone?"

I turned around and saw a statue wearing a helmet.

"Which most benevolent god are you to speak to me in person?"

"Why did you leave the army and go alone?"

The statue asked me again,

I told it that I was looking around for an uncomfortable corner of the world to hide in.

"My God, I have witnessed a great miracle, people who have died come back to life, so full of vitality to return to the front line."

I asked the sculpture, "Do you know what lies ahead?"

"Have you ever seen the moon?"

"I've seen it."

The sculpture says this:

She rose from the sea palace, blushing as if leaving a bridal house,

She looks young, but she is old.

Her eyebrows are still soft and beautiful, but the braids on the pillow are not golden, but like strands of silver, exuding a mysterious coolness.

Her face is still round, but her eyes are closed, she sleeps like a bride, dreaming of her most perfect everything.

I pointed to the sky and said, I thought you were talking about the waxing and waning moon in the sky.

sculpture says:

The princess's name is Full Moon, and her voice is like a thrush in the clear night sky.

The petite moon, leaning alone by my window, is as bright as linden flowers and as crystal as raindrops.

I said "Sculpture, you're in love with her."

The sculpture said, "Even I, a rock, love her, let alone a living person."

I looked at the window not far away, and I couldn't help clearing up my passion.

My former lover, my former baby, you were my door, but you hurt me too much.

No one else can enter my heart.

Now I want to see the full moon princess, even if I have to cut through the thorns with my sword.

"Take my sword, you will need it," said the statue.

I looked at the sculpted bronze sword, which was rusted and unusable.

"I have a sword." I said, patting my sword.

"Throw away that bloody weapon, it won't save you personally."

I listened to the sculpture's advice, threw away my sword and used it, and the ruins before my eyes disappeared, and a majestic castle stood in sight.

"Fight hard, suitor," said the sculpture.

"This is a dream." I said.

"She sleeps like a bride, dreaming of her perfection," said the sculpture. "Now, you are a part of her dream."

Crowds in front of the castle,

They craned their necks and looked up at the window,

The petite moon, she is leaning against the window, although she is not singing, she is very charming in my opinion.

At last I understand, at last I am sure,

Beauty surpasses death, and splendor dims the moonlight.

Confessions of ecstasy until her twinkling eyes look at me,

I've seen the moon, but I haven't,

I only wish to fly to her side like an eagle.

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Felix opened a door with the key, and they were in the Place de la Bastille.

A bank was built on the site of the former Bastille. There is a copper column in the center of the square, and the golden statue of Liberty on the top of the column glistens in the sun.

The base of the column has a thick base, which looks very solid, making it hard to imagine what it would look like when it was knocked down.

Severus, Gonseil, and Felix met Crimean near this pillar.

"What have you found?" asked Conseil.

"Have you heard of the spirit boat?" Crimean said.

"I know," said Conseil.

"No." Severus and Felix said.

"The spirit boat in the Etruscan civilization represents the spirit ship that shuttles between life and death. It is also mentioned in the Egyptian Book of the Dead. The Saint-Martin Canal came to the Republic Square after the Gare de l'Est in Paris. After that, the canal will become an underground river. After passing through Bastille Square, and then back to the ground, every night the sun will take a solar boat to the underworld to be resurrected. There will be many difficulties and dangers on the way. Napoleon buried his mummy here. In 1802, he decided to dig the St. Martin Canal to improve the drinking water of Paris residents. The quality of the water, I don't think it's a coincidence," Krimian said.

Severus seemed to think of something.

"What did you think of?" asked Conseil.

"The Dark Lord has a place where the Horcruxes are kept, and there's a ship there," Severus said, "but the lake is full of Inferi, and I don't think anyone would want to drink from it."

Felix stuck out his tongue.

"Those ghost corpses are used to protect the Horcruxes. If we say that the purpose of those mummies is not to help Napoleon resurrect, but to protect something..."

"There's one near the library," said Crimian, "but do you know how many libraries there are in Paris? And that library was demolished, and people dug it up during renovations."

"How do you know?" Severus asked.

"Urban legend, I heard it from tramps," said Crimean. "They also said that there was a prophet in red in the Tuileries."

"I know that," said Conseil. "It is said that the prophet in red appeared before Henry IV was assassinated."

"He also predicted the death of Marie Antoinette, and legend has it that Napoleon Bonaparte also had a complicated relationship with the little red man."

Severus thought of something again.

"What's wrong?" Criminian asked.

"We told Napoleon that he would be assassinated in December 1800," Severus said, "but we didn't wear red that day."

"He later predicted Napoleon's defeat at Waterloo, the abdication of Fontainebleau, and his failure to invade England. These are legends. The last time he appeared was before the death of Louis XVIII, and in the Rose Studio of the Louvre. Many people I thought it was an art student's prank," said Gonceil.

"Him?" Severus asked.

"The little red man is a man. Before Napoleon sent troops to Russia in 1812, he asked a sentry if he could speak to the emperor. The soldier refused. Then the little red man pushed him away and ran up the steps. Of course, he was not caught. ’” said Gonseil.

"Do you know where the Rose Studio is?" Severus asked.

"We can ask," said Conseil. "Where do you think the entrance is? The underground river or the Louvre?"

Severus began to think.

"If it's an underground river, there must be a spirit boat." Crimean said to Conseil, "Where do you think it will be hidden?"

"The Paris Opera House, the Phantom of the Opera used a boat." Goncey said jokingly.

"Or that ship," said Crimean, "the one used for the Horcrux."

"How is that possible?" said Conseil.

"Why not?" Felix asked.

"The Dark Lord belongs to England, and this is France, and he is not an international criminal like Grindelwald." Gonseil said.

"But the Gaunt family stayed in France." Severus said slowly, "Because of the War of the Roses, the Gaunt family left England and came to France, and later they moved back to England. Transferred away."

"Are you bringing that ship?" Felix asked Severus.

"No!" Severus said flatly, "I'm not going to touch that thing unless I'm crazy."

"Do you know the name of 'I' in Napoleon's poem?" said Gonseil. "He called himself Bard. I remember it was another name for Shakespeare, and the word Wars of the Roses did not exist at that time. It got its name from Shakespeare's historical play Henry VI."

"I'd rather choose the one in Venice," Severus said.

"Are you sure that's a good idea?" Conseil asked.

Severus still didn't answer.

"Make a decision quickly," said Conseil. "I think he is wasting time by giving us so many clues. Although I don't know what his purpose is, we have no time to waste."

Use the time converter to go back to the past and change the history of the problem JK has his own settings

In addition, take a look at Lawrence's Return to Eden poems, there are a few poems that are well written