Harry Potter Morning Light

"Dean!"

Pomona turned her head, and Surprise immediately embraced her.

"Tonks!" Pomona yelled in surprise, "Why are you back?"

"I just finished my training, and I'm an Auror now!" Tonks, who had graduated three years ago, said happily, "I'm so glad to see you again."

Pomona had mixed feelings, because Aurors were often seen around the school during this time.

"I'm happy for you too." Pomona smiled and looked at Tonks.

Still pink hair, but at least there are no weird sisters, which is not a small improvement.

"Pomona!"

She heard someone calling herself again, and turned her head to see that it was Remus walking down the corridor with a stack of parchment.

"What's the matter, Remus?" she asked.

"I've checked that room, 'everything is ready'." Remus said, staring at Pomona, then nodded at Tonks, and left.

"Who's that?" Tonks asked, watching Remus's back.

"The new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher." Pomona said, also looking at Remus, who was walking forward while looking at the parchment in his hand, and then she looked at Tonks "Come on, go to mine Office, let's have a chat."

"I'm afraid not." Tonks said helplessly, "I'm on a mission."

"Oh, I see." Pomona said quietly. "You're going to arrest Sirius Black, too."

"Actually, I think it's more important to protect Harry Potter," Tonks said. "Have you heard?"

"What?"

"After the trial, some of the Death Eaters who escaped charges were put under surveillance, and there was a change in them."

"I know that," Pomona said.

"The marks on their hands seem to have changed." Tonks continued, "It hasn't happened in the past ten years."

Pomona's eyes widened in surprise.

"I don't think a crazy prisoner who escaped from Azkaban will receive orders from 'his master' in the North Sea, so I think the most important thing is Harry."

"How do you know this news?" Pomona asked quickly.

"I heard it from someone." Tonks pointed to his ear.

"who?"

"I'll tell you if you take me to see Headmaster Dumbledore," Tonks said with a smile.

Pomona was a little angry, how could Tonks easily tell others such important information, even though this "other" was her dean when she was studying.

But she still took Tonks to find the principal, and the spiral staircase leading to the principal's office happened to be on the third floor, so she could still go to Remus after finishing her work.

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Due to the cessation of conscription in 1802, in the absence of new sources of troops to supplement, troops such as the 66th Line Infantry Battalion were sent to Santo Domingo, and the troops had to face the fate of reorganization or cancellation of designations.

They didn't just lose their titles, they lost the history of the unit, and where it was stationed. The 66th Line Infantry Battalion has a special feature. There are books confiscated from the Leuven Seminary in their garrison. Many intellectual elites and celebrities in Brussels will go to the military court where the books are collected.

The vast majority of these people were members of the Freemasons, and the gendarmes had been watching them secretly, and did not see that they had contact with the royalists or the Austrian restorationists.

As for the suspected members of the Batavian Army after Napoleon was assassinated, they were even interrogated. Most of them did not know about it, but they were still locked up in the gendarmerie prison.

"We have already offered a reward to Pishiglu, as long as you see him, you can get a reward." The gendarmerie battalion commander said.

Georgiana didn't make a sound, she twirled the fire opal ring on her hand.

Even if they were going to Santo Domingo, the Swiss mercenaries only heard about it when they were about to board the ship, and a mutiny ensued.

They have limited channels to obtain news, and therefore they are easily deceived by others and believe in rumors that are speculative. Moreover, according to the military police battalion commander, no one seemed to know who the real identities of those assassins were, and they all believed the fake identities fabricated by the former "Bow Street Detective" White.

Tonks was admitted even though her grades did not meet the Auror standard because of her talent as a disguise magus. She received training at the Ministry of Magic, including concealment, camouflage, stealth and tracking, but she was better at The first two are the least good at the latter two.

This means that she can't become a righteous aura master who specializes in catching dark wizards, but she is more suitable for intelligence collection, disguised as a certain character of the other party to obtain information.

Because Voldemort's main soul is getting stronger and stronger, the dark mark left on the arms of the "servants" before is getting hotter and hotter. These people have their own reactions, and the most nervous one is the headmaster of Durmstrang, Yige. Karkaroff.

In that school advocating black magic, the identity of a Death Eater is not a stain, which just proves that he is an authentic dark wizard.

"What are you thinking?" Savary asked.

"I was thinking about what the police chief said just now, the thief who went to the bakery to steal, do you think he was going to steal money or bread?" Georgiana looked at Savary and said.

"Is there a difference?" Savary asked.

Georgiana stood up, thinking it would be more dignified to show them her back now.

"I heard a story about a retired soldier who stole a loaf of bread because of starvation and then was sentenced to five years of hard labor, which means he will have a yellow ID card when he gets out, and no employer will hire him in the future , do you think this is fair?"

"He can go to the special court," Savary said. "And his troops, the former commander."

"What if every veteran does what he does? Who will protect the rights of citizens whose property has been stolen?"

What she was talking about was actually the prototype of Jean Valjean in "Les Miserables" written by Victor Hugo. In the real story, the veteran went to the battlefield later.

The story of Hugo tells that Jean Valjean was guided by "kindness", kept his name incognito, and later became a millionaire, and rescued Fantine's child. But the "first bucket of gold" that Jean Valjean got was the theft of the archbishop's silverware. When the police arrested Jean Valjean and confronted the archbishop, the archbishop did not expose him to prevent him from being imprisoned again, and said that the silver candlestick was given by him. Jean Valjean's.

Whether it is hard labor for a piece of bread, followed by a cycle of degradation, or hanging, it is unfortunate.

She touched her neck, and there was actually a black swan pendant under the luxurious jewelry necklace, which was hidden by her with a concealing spell.

It doesn't actually exist, but she feels it exists.

"I have a question." She turned to look at the gendarmerie commander. "Have you ever been to the Sisters of Dorm in Brussels?"

The battalion commander was stunned, "Why did you mention that?"

"I have a definite report that the Prussian Halle sect may have infiltrated it."

"But the Order of the Sisters of Peace has been disbanded," said the battalion commander.

"They rented out a street and are still taking in women who need help." Georgiana said, "I think you send someone to investigate. This mission must be carried out in secret. You must not use informants to avoid leaking information and affect our relationship with Prussia. Relationship, I think you should have heard that we have a delicate relationship with Prussia recently because of the Hamburg issue."

"But...we are all men." The battalion commander was stunned.

"Actually... you can dress up as a woman." Georgiana said with a smile. She remembered a French movie called "Escape from the Tiger's Mouth". What happened, there were people accosting him standing on the side of the road, while his accomplices were hiding in the sewer, and the manhole cover was a natural trap.

The battalion commander was so shocked that he couldn't say a word. Savary pretended to be serious, but he didn't scold her.

"Good luck," she said with a smile, before leaving the lounge.