Harry Potter Morning Light

The old king received us,

The trill of the harp resounds in the grape-filled courtyard,

The corridor outside the courtyard is full of spectators, nobles, knights, courtiers, rich people and attendants,

They didn't come to see the guests from afar or listen to the harp performance, but they came here specially to see Roland.

Tsk tsk, big celebrity,

The sound of the harp cannot conceal the whispers of noble lords and ladies, knights and maids,

Roland sat by my hand as if he couldn't hear,

This lunch is very rich, with more than ten kinds of vegetables, as well as fried, stewed and dipped meats, dim sum,

However, according to the upside-down rules of the carnival, these delicacies are actually worthless,

The meal was served with rose-coloured wine, which was poured into clear crystal glasses.

The villains remember some table manners, and even if they don't, it's not their turn to eat at the table,

Roland ate in silence, without looking at the aged king.

The old king said: It is better for you to leave as soon as possible after dinner, do you understand?

I said: I admit, I don't understand.

The old king said: I admit that I am old, but I know very well who you are, "Prince of the Neighboring Country".

I said: Who do you think I am?

The old king said: You know what I mean, you must get out of here.

I said: You think I'm not a king?

The old king said: I traveled all over the world when I was young.

I said: The world you see may not be broad enough, and I have been to many places.

The old king said: You are only a traveler.

I said: Call your daughter out, let me increase my knowledge, and see if she is the most beautiful.

The old king stared at me for a while, and just when I thought he would refuse my impertinent request, he whispered something to the bartender, who left.

She will marry a king eventually.

The old king repeated again.

I smiled politely and enjoyed the table full of delicious food provided by the Sheep King,

No matter what the princess looks like, she is a mortal creature, a political gift.

After a moment I casually asked: why don't you raise an heir?

The old king said: There once was one, but he left us to learn magic from a wizard.

I admit I was surprised, then asked: Is he your son?

The old king said: I have no son.

I asked: Who is he then?

The old king said: Do you know him, Roland?

Roland nodded: he is a prince.

I don't know what happened in this story, but I found the old king's face full of disappointment.

I take this opportunity to say: I have no talent for magic, but I do have a fairly clever mind.

The old king asked: What do you want to do?

I said: Those suitors out there are annoying, why don't you let me drive them away?

The old king raised his hand, and the harpist stopped playing.

I understand that a person like him, out of concern for his own reputation, is unwilling to drive away those rabble.

The carnival is coming again, and I believe the order will be chaotic, and the Sheep King will not be able to spare manpower to maintain order.

The old king asked: What do you want to do?

I said: You have to pay me.

The old king sneered: Didn't you come to propose?

I said: If you agree to my marriage proposal, your kingdom and treasury are mine, and you still have to pay me.

The old king sarcastically said: You greedy liar.

I also sneered: great king, is it possible that you plan to let me serve you for free?

The old king didn't answer me right away, he just stared at me as if judging me.

I know very well, very well, that if I want to raise an army, I need military expenses, and that is not enough for the gold coins in my pocket.

My neighbor in the past, the alchemist he kept in captivity couldn't make gold, so he had to use banknotes as military expenses.

What I never expected was that some people would actually sacrifice their lives for a stack of papers,

I tried my best to destroy this paper currency, forcing him to return to coins, which of course forced him to reduce the number of troops.

This is my purpose, not for profit or speculation, but for policy,

As long as my neighbors can pay their military bills with paper money, there will be no peace in that world.

The gold coins in my pocket are not from this world either, but the thugs, although drunk, still know the fineness of the gold coins.

I will let some people quit the game willingly.

I finally said to the sharp-eyed old king.

what are you going to do

the old king asked again.

Just as he finished speaking, I heard rustling footsteps.

I expected to see a well-groomed girl in a long silk dress,

The moon wears men's clothing with exquisite fabrics. Although her sword is exquisite in shape, it is still a practical stabbing sword.

She is like the real moon, surrounded by several maids dressed as women,

They were all beautiful, but she stood out so much, even though she was the smallest.

In her eyes, I saw resistance and resentment, which is what I used to see,

But she has no reason to hate me, I'm unknown in this world now,

What I want her to be angry about is fate, she's trying to save herself.

The villains were attracted by the gorgeous maids, and were overwhelmed by their beauty,

I want to hold her in my arms and make her even smaller,

The resistance was gone, and she began to melt in a wonderful peace.

You should have long hair.

This is the first sentence I said to her.

She ignored me and looked at her elderly father:

What were you talking about just now?

The old king looked at me and said: We are talking about how to drive away the people gathered under your window.

She looked at me: what are you going to do?

I'm a little out of my mind,

I know there's a pearl in the shell,

Just touch the top of life lightly, and it will be fully unfolded, allowing me to control it.

I want to see the vivid picture and hear what she said in that mournful voice,

It wasn't until someone coughed twice that I woke up like a dream and told my plan.

Achilles died after being shot in the ankle by Paris, and his armor became the target of snatching,

At this time, the Greeks were fighting fiercely with the Trojans. It is really not appropriate to fight for armor at this time, especially after the death of the invincible Achilles.

The Greeks held the Olympic Games not only for competition, but also to commemorate Hera, the goddess who was jealous but did not win the golden apple,

Athena joined the Trojan War also because of jealousy. She used her noble wisdom to come up with a Trojan horse trick, entrusted it to Epous in a dream, and conjured a poisonous snake, which entangled Laocoon and his sons who were trying to warn the Trojans to death.

If the Trojans hadn't brought the wooden horse into the city, Troy would have continued to hold on. On the contrary, the Greeks who had burned their camp had nowhere to go and could only leave by boat.

Helen was just an inducement. As long as the Greeks were spying on Troy's wealth, they would find other excuses.

For Paris, who was born a prince, he does not lack power. If he lacks wisdom, the goddesses will not ask him to judge who gets the golden apple.

He needed love the most at the time, and even if he were a prince, as long as he felt safe and his need for safety was far away, he would have made equally unwise deals.

He traded the golden apple for Helen, a woman who shouldn't have appeared in his life.

Prince Paris was already married at that time, and he married Oenone, who is said to be the daughter of the river god and a nymph,

Then the king entrusted him with a mission, and when he embarked on the journey, he did not know that this journey would bring him the title given to him by Venus.

He thought that what God of Love promised him was a virgin, not someone else's wife,

But he saw Helen in the ceremony of offering sacrifices to Venus, and he was fascinated by her,

But Helen, who was married to the king of Sparta, was alone in the palace, depressed, and she was quickly attracted by this prince from a foreign country.

When Paris came to Troy with a beautiful trophy, the king didn't like this unknown daughter-in-law. He immediately held a meeting of nobles, but all the people who participated in the meeting were tempted by the great wealth and the beautiful maids brought by Helen. The discussion at the meeting was no longer about driving Helen away, but how to arrange these outsiders in the palace.

The old king asked: Do you think it is feasible?

I looked at the old king: why should the loser compete with the winner?

The old king said again: My daughter will not marry a "king" who can only throw javelins and discus.

I said: I can negotiate terms with them, first of all we have to find out what they need, but you have to pay me first.

The old king said: After getting the money, I want you and your people to leave my kingdom.

I said: I thought you were a hospitable person.

The old king said: You are not welcome.

Then he said to the moon: Go back to your room.

The moon obeyed her father's order and left the courtyard.

The fragrance of her skin is still in my breath.

Like an armature, connecting our magnetic fields,

I pity the prince, what a fool he is, to give it all up to learn magic.

After she left, I was tasting wine while thinking about how to finish the job,

The earth will tremble again with iron hooves, and I want to see if the old king will ask me "who are you" when he sees the thousands of horses and horses I have brought.