Harry Potter Morning Light

Although in accordance with the isolationist foreign policy established by Washington, the United States tries not to directly intervene in European disputes, but the reality is that many Americans have joined the anti-French alliance or the French army because of past "grievances".

Soldiers are not members of parliament sitting in parliament. They often bear blood debts, or avenge their relatives and friends. But these are personal actions, not in the capacity of a diplomat.

But just like William Pitt Jr. made so many promises to the Irish during the Anglo-Irish merger. When it came time to fulfill them, the king vetoed them, and he could only resign if he couldn’t fulfill the promises. What's more, if the president of the United States wants to go to war abroad, he must obtain the approval of Congress, but if the president mobilizes the army to participate in foreign military operations for no more than 60 days, he does not need the approval of Congress.

That is to say, Jefferson can use the power of the president to transfer 2,000 regular troops to Europe for 60 days. Once the 60 days are up, he will be like Cinderella and leave before the magic disappears at 12 o'clock. Does Bonaparte want to take them and throw them away when he leaves? Does the "crystal slipper" come to your door to make a theory?

They didn't fail to fulfill the agreement, but is there any difference between fulfilling it like this and not fulfilling it?

The Americans might as well give some economic support, such as setting up a cotton trading center in Le Havre, and not transporting cotton to Liverpool, provided that they are not afraid that the British navy will come out to "fish".

The most important thing for Britain is the command of the sea. When Napoleon crossed the Dover Strait, the British Parliament was also debating whether to send troops to stop him.

Not long after the outbreak of the French Revolution, London also took note of domestic political divisions, with Birmingham, Manchester, Sheffield and Leeds all unrepresented in Parliament, but six south-western counties represented as many as 168.

With industrialization and urbanization, the population distribution of England has changed a lot from that of the Glorious Revolution. The population growth in the southwest is slow, while the population of newly industrialized cities is already very dense. Manchester conducted a census in 1773, and in 1801 Did it again and doubled it.

Why are we arguing about this issue at this juncture? No one remembers it anymore, probably because the army was recruited from the countryside, and the stenographer who was in charge of recording the meeting had no time to write.

Members were arguing there, and the Privy Council was not idle. The British Navy did not directly transport the cultural relics "assisting" the French from Egypt to London, but transported them to the Booker Museum in Liverpool for temporary storage. Suddenly, many people went to Liverpool to watch the excitement, and the wealthy people rushed to see it. Purchases, especially the treasures of Luxor and Carnac, became coveted treasures of European elites, and romantic reveries about the "Orient" soon spread throughout high society, and books, prints and costumes about the "Orient" became popular .

When Napoleon was crossing the Channel, two British warships caught up with the fleet. The young navy on board did not think about firing at the cruise ship Napoleon was on, but there was a Lord of the Privy Council. He was six feet two inches tall and had a brown hair. Curly hair, a pair of dark blue eyes, and a body of flexible muscles.

He served on the British Navy "Tobago" when he was 6 years old. He was born in a wealthy Cornish family. When he was 14 years old, because the ship hit an iceberg, the crew left the team without authorization and joined the "Discovery".

When he was 16 years old, he went to Cape Town, South Africa, trying to "show his skills" with marksmanship to please a local girl. The captain severely punished his behavior and slapped him in public.

"Wait." Georgiana asked "Why..."

"He was targeting people," said Henry Petty. "Aborigines, to be precise. His father died in 1793, so he called home to take over the estate."

"What does he want to do?"

"Listen to me," said Henry Petty impatiently.

A few days after returning to London, the lord met the captain who had slapped him. He was 20 years old at the time, and the captain was 41 years old. Some scholars painted the farce as a caricature of cynicism. In the end, the two ended in a duel, and the captain died under the Lord's gun.

Later, the Lord went to sea again, and in 1798, he shot and killed an officer on board who threatened to mutiny, so he was prosecuted by the Martinique court-martial.

Because some people can testify that the officer did make threats, although the Lord was arrested and interrogated, he was not imprisoned, but he said goodbye to his naval career and returned to London. He did not live in a grand mansion on Park Lane, but moved to the second floor of a grocery store in Charing Cross Road.

During his service in the Navy, he met an Irishman named Barry, who was also a sharpshooter and a boxer.

As he grew older, the Lord still could not control his temper. In 1801, a light show was held in London to celebrate George III's recovery. Every family was required to light a candle and place it by the window.

This is the way Louis XII tried to "light up Paris" before whale oil was used to solve the lighting and street lamp problems, but the Lord took a thick wooden stick that day, and together with some mobs, waved it around and beat the residence and the residence. The candles and glass in the grocery store below were all knocked out.

No one could stop him until Thames Police finally came to warn him that it would cause a fire.

Harry must have been amazed seeing the Leaky Cauldron for the first time, how there could be such a place in central London.

That area has an alias called "Bermuda", which is the place where mysterious disappearances, shipwrecks, and planes crash in legends.

The Lord's behavior is not too outrageous, and he has no definite evidence that he has done anything illegal. In short, he still has a place in the Privy Council.

Because he was a dangerous person, the Thames Police sent patrols to keep a close eye on his house, and it was soon discovered that Lord was missing. Then they went to Lord's friend Barry, who said he had a crazy mission - to assassinate Napoleon. Walking with him is another sharpshooter, Best, who is also a master of swordsmanship.

Georgiana was too surprised to speak.

"If the French find them, hand them over to me or to Sir Merry at once," said Henry Petty wearily. "Let them not cause trouble."

"I see," Georgiana said quietly.

"Also, there is something else I want to tell you, your dance teacher Saint-Merry, he is Napoleon's adviser on colonies..."

"I know, he and Josephine are from Martinique." Georgiana interrupted him.

"Then do you know that he is Josephine's spy?" Henry Petty said. "He writes to her every move here, what happens every day."

"So you also want me to be like him? I write letters every day to tell you every move of Bonaparte?" Georgiana said angrily, "Do you know..."

"If he hadn't left, we wouldn't have gotten so close to you." Henry Petty interrupted her, "Anyway, you have to be careful with that person, don't trust him."

"Why should I trust him?" Georgiana asked back.

Henry Petty shook his head. As soon as he stood up, the door of the lounge opened, and a middle-aged man in a cloak walked in.

"Who are you! Come..."

Before Henry Petty finished speaking, the middle-aged man took out his wand and stunned him.

"Muggles these days are really weak." The middle-aged man put his wand back into his jacket pocket. "We need to talk, young lady."

"Who are you?" Georgiana asked this Moody-like man in a trance.

"My name is Faris Sparvin, and I work for the Ministry of Magic's Executive Directorate." Sparvin sat down on a chair. "I have some bad news."

"What bad news can there be?" she asked with a smile.

"The Muggles are going to bulldoze Charing Cross Road, and we'll lose access to the wizarding world, don't you think?" said Spavin.

"Oh, I remembered!"

"What?"

Georgiana smiled and shook her head, "You'll live a long life."

Spavin looked at her inexplicably.

"Who wants to bulldoze this street?" Georgiana asked.

"The Regent." Spavin said indignantly, "It's all because of the things they learned from Europe."