Harry Potter Morning Light

A group of wild foxes are attacking the Mamluks.

They are densely packed and look like summer mosquitoes. The difference is that mosquitoes like to come and go in hot summer, while foxes like to come and go in winter.

Even wizards who are bitten by foxes have to drink an antidote, their poison is even more deadly to Muggles. When Georgiana arrived, someone had already fallen off the horse due to poisoning, and his face was pale, looking extremely serious.

She regretted that she didn't bring her flannel bag, and of course there was no time for her to regret it now. She threw out the bath towel in her hand, let it stretch very long, and then wrapped all the vixens.

Before they bit the bath towels with their sharp teeth, she used a raging fire to burn all the foxes to death, and the remaining foxes no longer pose a threat to the Mamluks.

They just couldn't shoot accurately, and the cold weapons were still very powerful. Seeing the bad situation, the foxes turned and ran, and quickly disappeared into the bushes.

Everyone looked at her with weird eyes.

She raised her head and looked at the sky. Although most of the sky was covered by the shade of trees, she could still see dozens of shadows flying towards this side. The sky that was originally just covered with dark clouds was now full of thunder, as if there would be thunder at any time. Lightning strikes.

After about a minute or so, a group of "Aurors" riding brooms landed.

"Have you brought an antidote?" she said to the leading wizard.

"Yes."

"Give them the antidote." Georgiana pointed to the dying Mamluks lying on the ground.

He froze for a moment, looking extremely displeased.

"They work for me, come on," Georgiana threatened.

So the wizard took the antidote and gave them the antidote. It seemed that the antidote given to the wizard was also effective for them, and their complexions quickly improved.

"What are those?" asked Shabi, the leader of the Mamluks.

Georgiana didn't answer him. She walked to a place with a wider view. A big battle was breaking out on the lake. The lake water reflected the sky, and the flame effects produced by various magic looked like some kind of fireworks display.

The Ministry of Magic all over the world is responsible for all magical animals, people and ghosts in the jurisdiction of the place of residence. Now that the Austrians have withdrawn, their Ministry of Magic will not care about these foxes.

If you don't deal with them, it will be more troublesome to deal with in the future, but the nobles of the French Ministry of Magic will not bother. Cleaning up foxes is something only housewives can do. If it's not a broomstick, but an ordinary broom for cleaning the room, even if it falls to the ground, they don't bother to help it up.

The British Ministry of Magic will set up a special office to deal with Bendymont, and then she thought of the Bruges "police", maybe she can set up a company to clean up foxes, the question is who will pay the "cleaning fee".

At first she didn't think too much about it, she thought it was just an ordinary tour.

Scavenger is a historical term for her, and she didn't expect that there are still a group of "scavenger" in the forest who make a living by smuggling.

Maria and the others are different from those mercenaries operating in the United States. They believe that a small number of people are "talented" by God, and there are also Italian "harvest guarantors". They are born with fetal membranes, and they are born to be Fight the evil wizard.

"Congenital" is used in English innate, which is somewhat related to "a priori", but the two cannot be equated.

Innate is innate and known from birth. If Georgiana hadn't read Kant's philosophy, she might have regarded the word a priori as a rhetorical device and didn't care so much.

A priori proposition does not need to be judged true or false by examining the actual situation in the empirical world. Except for 1+1=2, the sum of the angles in a triangle is equal to 180 degrees. These are not innate knowledge, and the problem of triangles may be You have to learn how to measure angles to figure it out, but you don't need to measure any triangles to deduce this conclusion. This judgment is independent of experience, but not innate.

Were Maria, the guarantors of Harvest, born knowing that they were going to be enemies of wizards, or were they told by those around them?

This concept has been solidified in their minds, and she replied that there was nothing she could do about it.

She is nothing special, there are many people who know Kant, and there are many people who know gravitation. It is meaningless to argue that 1+1=1+1, and it does not generate new knowledge. At best, it makes people who do not know these principles People understand what's going on.

And it wasn't something she understood by reading the book herself. Kant's original text was even more obscure, and it was Severus who taught her after reading it.

It is estimated that he learned to speak German during that time, and she was surprised to hear him speak German on the international train.

The train was also crossing the Rhine, and she didn't see much of it except the scenery.

Perhaps it was because she did not use the law of causality to look at those things at that time, just like Kant said, if people did not use the law of causality to process these phenomena, they would not be able to see these objects at all.

Just like the scenery outside the car window, it just flashes in front of your eyes, leaving no impression at all.

When a person hurriedly walks through a busy street, there are many people on the road, and you pass them all.

It is possible that you bumped into one of them, and subconsciously looked back. She once heard such a sentence: Looking back five hundred times in the previous life, I exchanged for passing by in this life; Stop and stay in front of you.

What do you have to do to really live in your heart?

She turned around thoughtfully, just in time to see a Mamluk walking towards her, his eyes...

"careful!"

Figel yelled.

Georgiana had absolutely no time to react.

She subconsciously used the phantom slate, trying to turn the bath towel in her hand into a hard shield, but her bath towel was used just now...

The assassin's sword hit her clothes like armor, and he looked stunned, and then he was subdued.

Saby couldn't believe it and looked at the man who was pinned to the ground.

Georgiana remembered Barty Crouch Jr. and the Polyjuice Potion he drank, so she asked in French.

"Who are you?"

The man smiled sinisterly, "It will be your turn soon."

Then she saw what seemed to be chewing in his mouth.

"Bring the antidote!" Georgiana shouted.

The wizard came over and poured the antidote from the bottle down the assassin's throat.

The bruise on the assassin's face disappeared, but he looked very angry, but this couldn't hide the fear in his eyes.

She has compassion.

"I know there is a potion that can break through Occlumency to obtain information."

"I know what that is," said the wizard, "but in that case, this man..."

"I don't like torture," interrupted Georgiana, "and he's dead."

"You will go to hell," said the assassin.

She smiled. "At least I still have somewhere to go."

The assassin was a little taken aback.

She didn't want to explain too much to him, let someone take him away, and then continued to watch "Fireworks".