Harry Potter Morning Light

Louis XVI succeeded to the throne in 1774, and the American Revolutionary War started in 1775. Benjamin Franklin had been to France in the hope that France would remain relatively neutral during the Revolutionary War.

The new king often governs in exchange for the love of the people. For example, Louis XVI terminated Maupe's judicial reform and dismissed Maupe in exchange for the cheers of the people.

According to theory, victory will be inspiring, and by supporting the War of Independence victory over Britain, it can indeed establish prestige, but it will not cripple one's finances.

Louis XVI was not good at numbers and money, and Napoleon's "hobby" was reading ledgers. Louis XVI did not grasp that degree well, and finally became too much.

Just now Napoleon asked her a question, why she likes ivory chess.

She couldn't think it through at the time, and over lunch she figured out what a disappointment it would be to children who were expecting a feast if there were only vegetables at the Hogwarts Halloween feast.

It's Hufflepuff who prepares the dinner, and the little badgers are good at caring for animals and cooking food, which is kind of scary when you think about it, but Pomona believes they can tell the difference between a pet and an "economic animal" ".

At the end of the 18th century and the beginning of the 19th century, Muggles were hungry, but this college was good at cooking food. At the same time, Napoleon was a leader who tried to "let every Frenchman have a chicken in his pot". There was no sense of existence in the 20th century And valued "foodies" are here to make the most of themselves, and the Academy is no longer remembered by the way it's served at a banquet.

The first female Minister of Magic and her successors are both from Hufflepuff College, which makes Georgiana feel very happy. At the end of the year banquet, Hufflepuff College finally won Slytherin and Gryffindor, What it's like to be a Academy Cup winner.

Oh, the other houses wouldn't understand the mood, which was why the Badgers were so annoyed when Harry Potter became the fourth contestant.

Well done, Justin.

Georgiana was relieved to think that the medal for Potter's stinking dung was really well done, but it's a pity that she can't wear one as the dean.

As for the old bat, you blind bastard, you don't like such a good mixed Veela, and you still think about that Lily who dumped you hard, you deserve to be a bachelor for the rest of your life, look at how prosperous she is now.

She dismembered the fish on the plate viciously, as if taking it for someone's face, and smashed it to pieces.

Oh, other people wouldn't understand how angry she was.

When she was angry, her aura almost overwhelmed the "Roman Emperor" who could shake Europe, so that most of the guests simply took two bites and left.

"you……"

"What?" she said grumpily.

Bonaparte did not speak, and pretended to be drinking wine, while taking a look at the scenery outside the restaurant.

In line with the principle that food should not be wasted, she picked up the bread and made sandwiches from the smashed fish. The taste was actually very good, but she was puffy and looked like a swollen puffer fish in the reflection of the goblet .

"Why don't you piss me off on purpose?" Georgiana asked suddenly.

Bonaparte didn't know and had to watch her.

"I know you will deliberately make Georgina angry and let her come after you..."

"Cough cough."

Dillock at the next table coughed twice, as if to remind him.

"I am not a child," said Bonaparte very cautiously, "and neither are you."

"So Georgina is a child and you play with her?" Georgiana asked.

This question remained unanswered by Bonaparte.

"Speak," Georgiana said.

Say, admit that Georgina is a pre-teen, even though she's plump and doesn't look like a child at all.

And the first ruler of France actually slept with an underage child.

"Have you had enough?" asked Bonaparte.

"No..." Don't want to change the subject, she thought to herself.

Bonaparte beckoned the waiter to come, as if he wanted to continue ordering.

The waiter, who was hiding far away, came over reluctantly.

"What else do you need, ma'am?" The waiter smiled professionally.

"It's none of your business," she said to the waiter, who turned away immediately.

"Answer my question just now, Leon." She reluctantly asked.

"You want me to provoke you?" asked Bonaparte.

"I threw sand at you that night in Dieppe," she said triumphantly. "I feel very happy, how about you?"

He was silent for a while.

"I feel happy too," he said.

"What if I throw the plate in your face right now?" she asked.

"Do you dare?" He asked provocatively.

"I don't like food fights either, especially when someone throws a cake on their birthday and how much work it takes to make it like that."

Still Bonaparte said nothing.

"Severus suspects that I'm having an affair with a handsome student." She said suddenly, "He won't allow me to be too intimate with students."

"What?"

"Did I tell you that he and I are some kind of teacher-student relationship."

Bonaparte looked stunned.

"Oh, you are in an all-boys school, and you don't know about teacher-student relationships." Georgiana said sympathetically, "I have a suggestion, never have teacher-student relationships, you will definitely regret it."

He looked out of the window silently, as if hoping that a thunder would strike her to death in the cloudless sky, and then there would be one less disaster in the world.

It's a pity that his sweet dream can't come true, but she still chewed vegetables happily.

"Tell me, how did you come up with this?" Bonaparte asked sincerely.

"I was thinking about the artwork for Rouen, and then I thought about that sculpture of Diana, the mistress of Henry II, of the goddess of the hunt, standing naked next to a deer, you see A huntress without clothes?" Georgiana chattered, "And what kind of virgin is she?"

"Because they are a teacher-student relationship?" Bonaparte suddenly realized.

No, because they happened to be a teacher-student relationship, and Georgina's questions were what she most wanted to ask.

"That's right," she said with a false smile, but Bonaparte seemed to mean it.

"I don't think it's a good idea to give her statue to Rouen," he said gravely. "It will bring back unpleasant memories."

She didn't really intend to do that, she originally wanted to change the topic, but now she has "inspiration". When Soho sold the steam engine to France, the conflict between Britain and France had not yet intensified, perhaps because Britain also wanted to Win over France.

"Who else do you think of but her?" asked Bonaparte.

"The Carracci brothers, they are the founders of the Bologna School of Painting, and they also established an art school." Georgiana said, "I think it is quite appropriate."

This topic is much more comfortable to talk about. Bonaparte doesn't know much about art, but he knows the stories of those artists, and he still has a certain appreciation. He can distinguish between good paintings and bad paintings that he is unwilling to pay money. Unlike Georgiana, who will pay a material fee for a failed work, so that the failed sculptor will not suffer losses.

I don’t know what happened later, the sculpture art students in the Louvre used her as a model, of course they were all wearing clothes, although she didn’t pay them to do that, but these sculptures were bought, and Napoleon was like that I know how many people miss her.

Europe is not the "East". The Kebir Sultan can't lock her up in the harem like the real Sultan. If he really did that, I don't know how many "heroes" plan to "save the United States" .

The so-called "scourge" is like this. Hiding it and keeping it from being seen will cause controversy, and showing it will also cause controversy. Georgiana took the opportunity to tell him a "true oriental" idiom "a beauty is a disaster", he understands , then sullenly said she was an idiot, and turned to drink her own soup.

"How can anyone say that about themselves." Seeing that she was so stupid that she couldn't comprehend it, Duroch kindly explained to her, "I really doubt what kind of students a teacher like you can teach?"

"Students who like a teacher-student relationship." Bonaparte interjected at this time, driving her half to death, and almost threw the half-eaten fish sandwich in his hand on his face.

Little pigs, you have to eat fat and strong, the bacon is delicious

Suck.

Consider back-to-school feasts and Halloween parties with only vegetables, and you won't appreciate Ron's feat of gnawing chicken legs with both hands.