Harry Potter Morning Light
Chapter 2087 Trembling Movement (5)
The president of the Banque de France is speaking to former Minister of War Claude-Louis Poitier, who signed and appointed Napoleon as Commander-in-Chief of the Italian Front of the French Republic in 1796 and who changed the military accounts since the Revolution. Clearer than ever before.
Next to these two people is Sai He, a well-known businessman and ship owner in the Bordeaux area. He is well-connected in both political and business circles, and is currently serving in the Senate.
There are a few people standing in the outer circle of these three people, painter David's teacher Wei An, he should be in charge of painting on such occasions, but he brought students here, and the students are responsible for painting.
There is also the playwright Heines, who is now the editor-in-chief of the Monitor.
Then there is Mr. Dichâtel, he is a government counselor and also the director of registers. He looks quite old, coupled with the fatigue caused by heavy work, his energy is not as good as that of Bei, who also married a young wife. Duke of Deford.
Georgiana can now go back and see what Bonaparte was doing in the carriage, and maybe she still has a "surprise surprise".
But it was a dream, and those who seemed alive to her were dead, like those dancing ghosts she had seen in the Louvre, lost in a world that seemed real and not real.
She glanced at the Scavenger, who was watching her from outside the crowd.
Their purpose was to capture Severus. When Severus was also captured, she would be useless. Could Bonaparte protect her?
Maybe those crocodile sculptures that make the magic disappear will have a surprise effect, but he has already used it...
Georgiana looked at the Scavenger, who was smiling at her.
If there is such an assumption that these scavengers "used" to work for the Jacobins, the real Napoleon used those crocodile sculptures to make them non-magical and muggle-like so that those muggle soldiers could arrest them with guns and execute them.
After they died, they were trapped in this world with their enemies, continuing their war with wizards.
People want to go to heaven after death, but the gate of heaven is not open, but the gate of hell is open, and this hell is not full of torture as people imagine.
She can endure a poor life, and she used to wear clothes that were full of patches and mud, and she was happy at that time.
This kind of extravagant party is not her favorite.
She missed the man in the evening gown who was waiting for her in the greenhouse, and who sprinkled a lot of unicorn horn powder on the way.
Then he kissed her under Xie Jisheng. What music was playing in the greenhouse at that time?
She seemed to hear the song, but also seemed not to hear it, and then she felt dizzy for a while, as if the world was spinning.
"She's awake!" said Fiona, the nurse who was tending her.
"Let me see," said Draco Malfoy, and the next moment she saw his pretty girlish face.
"No, she's not awake, go!" Draco said, and then she felt herself floating, like a cloud.
She felt a kind of relaxation in her body and mind, and she wanted to never get up again.
Lily has everything, marriage, children, a husband who is willing to change for her, and is remembered after death. What about Pomona?
She is like a speck of dust that has landed on top of the mirror, waiting to be stroked away.
That being the case, why make her out.
As a witch, she tries to understand God, but the final result is that God does not exist, so why does she lie to deceive others into believing it?
The Pope's letter is often left to Napoleon to deal with later, which is not an urgent matter in his eyes, and even on the day when the academic affairs contract was signed, he laughed when he heard "St. Paul's anger" in the parliament. He also laughed.
I'm not your pastime for experiencing love when you're not fighting.
She said it to the smiling man, but she knew he couldn't hear it because it was her hallucination.
She woke up again, and a "magician" appeared in front of her with a magic wand in his hand.
"What have you done to me!" Georgiana said angrily, shoving him.
"Just a little hypnotism." The magician raised his hands.
"You cast the Imperius Curse on me?" Georgiana asked.
"What?"
Before he could answer, Carolan had taken him away with members of the Ministry of Magic.
She wants to cry now, because the mind of the person who has been cast with the Imperius Curse will go blank and feel that she is very happy. She felt that way just now—she thought she had returned to the real world.
"Are you okay?" An officer came over and asked her with concern.
Before she could answer, several people surrounded her, all of whom were men.
She was a little confused whether these people really cared about her or had ulterior motives, but the French official who told her the story "rescued" her at this time and took her outside the tent to breathe fresh air.
The air was fresh, but it was very cold. She wrapped her gauze shawl tightly around her body.
The officer did not take off his own clothes, but found an unoccupied cloak nearby, threw it over her, and took snuff himself.
"I am a historian and a writer," said the officer. "My name is Charles de Lacretel."
"It's an honor to meet you." She said dryly and politely.
"You can't just talk to me just because I told you the bad side of the English," Lacre Taylor said. "It's an objective fact."
"How do I know how many of your 'facts' are true?" She said bluntly.
He didn't speak, looking at the bushes not far away.
The grand party did not change because of that little episode, and the melodious music was still behind them.
"When the happiness of the people of France is founded on better organized laws, all Europe will be free." Lacretelle said, "But the necessary condition for the peace of Europe is a firm system, which is what Bonaparte said of."
"I hear it." Georgiana said indifferently. "This statement really sounds like a great man."
"Why are you suddenly angry?" Lacre Taylor asked.
She frowned and decided not to speak out.
"I'm worried about the money," Georgiana said after a moment. "I don't want to have a huge expense by having parties all the time."
"Because I told you about Qianlong's southern tour?"
"And Louis XVI, do you know how much it cost him to go to Fontainebleau?"
Lacre Taylor looked back at the venue.
"The money will probably come from the military expenditure of Boulogne-sur-Mer, and Poitier will soon be the military governor of Boulogne."
"What?"
"Don't look back." Lacre Taylor warned her, "The layout of the military facilities has been completed, and the next step is construction and gold expenses. Otherwise, what do you think they are talking about when they get together?"
"How can painters and newspaper editors listen to such a subject," said Georgiana.
"No secret will last longer than 40 days in Europe."
Georgiana had nothing to say.
"You have done your best to bring us peace, ma'am." Lacre Taylor said, "Please enjoy this moment and don't worry about anything else."
Georgiana plucked the wood in the fireplace to make it burn hotter, and the wood crackled.
If they go by sea, they will hold a summit between the Ministry of Magic in Calais. At that time, the British Ministry of Magic will try their best to return to Europe, but the Muggles' "glorious isolation" foreign policy may cause them great obstacles.
She prefers to take the formal way like Macartney rather than "doing something". Why not go the wrong way if there is a regular way? And she's sick of "nepotism", especially the aristocrats of the old days, where husbands and wives had each other's mistresses.
What kind of marriage is this?
Please forgive her civilian values of marriage, she thinks husband and wife should be loyal to each other.
Maybe someone is wondering at this time, why is she still not happy after living a life that everyone admires?
Why does it have to be happy to live the life everyone wants?
Which bastard said Napoleon was infatuated, and she wanted to use the Cruciatus Curse on that person.
"Don't come, Severus," she said softly, then closed her eyes and leaned back in her chair, trying to rediscover that feeling of floating.
She still wanted him to be alive, to start a normal relationship again, to marry a woman who could bear him a child, even if she was young and he was middle-aged.
The mixed-race veela is a curse, Bill almost turned into a werewolf, it's better to stay away from them, one day she wants to find a lonely place to live alone, become a weird old woman, and die quietly, so this world Maybe clean it up.
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