Harry Potter Morning Light

In order to make it easier for laymen to understand the theory of relativity, Einstein once said such a metaphor, sitting next to a beautiful woman for an hour feels like a minute, sitting by the fire, a minute feels like an hour.

But Pomona thinks it depends on the situation, such as sitting by the fire in winter, or spending a little time alone with Greta Khachilov, the relationship of this metaphor is reversed. up.

"Oh, this place is still so old-fashioned." Greta said in a wild cat screaming voice, "Why don't you paint it?"

Pomona wanted to tell her that the last person to "paint" the wall in front of her was Ginny Weasley who was possessed by a mysterious person, and she left bloody words on the wall with the blood of a cock.

But she still smiled sweetly and replied, "This is a school tradition."

"There are so many traditions and rules in this school." After Greta Kachilov finished speaking, she continued to "inspect" with her slender waist.

Pomona counted from 1 to 10, then from 10 to 1, and followed.

They came to the grand staircase as usual, Greta Kachilov's main purpose was to see her own portrait.

She looked at it contentedly, and stayed there for ten minutes, just like she used to do in the girls' dormitory.

"I don't know what's so good about her!" Lily grumbled. "The school gowns we all wear."

"Maybe the hairstyle is different." Senior sister "Gergon" said to her.

Pomona took a close look at Greta Kachilov's golden hair this time, and it was so smooth that the goblin would even use it to make Galleons.

"I heard Sirius came to school." Greta Kachilov looked at Pomona and said in a shy voice.

"That's right." Pomona nodded.

"Where is he?" Greta Kachilov asked anxiously.

"Sirris Black has escaped and is still wanted," her entourage replied.

"The Ministry of Magic must have made a mistake. Sirius was not the murderer." Greta Kachilov said angrily, "Take me to see."

"Come upstairs, please," said Pomona.

"I don't remember the way back to the Gryffindor common room, the stairs keep changing," said Greta Khakilov angrily.

"Follow me, then," said Pomona, and walked upstairs with her.

For Albus, Greta Kachilov might be difficult to deal with, but Pomona thinks it's okay, she just doesn't look much different from when she graduated more than ten years ago, both inside and out. exist.

Then they came to the portrait of the Fat Lady, who, as usual, practiced her bel canto.

Unexpectedly, Greta Kachilov shook her head, "Tsk tsk tsk, do you call this singing?"

The fat lady who was in a good mood suddenly became unhappy.

"Let me teach you how to sing," said Greta Kachilov, and she actually sang.

Seriously, she sang well, but... would she still be allowed in the Gryffindor common room after treating the Fat Lady like this?

While listening to the song, Pomona couldn't help feeling worried.

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Georgiana took a sip of the whiskey, the only thing that made her feel at ease right now.

Apart from Sirius Black, the reason why Greta Kachilov suddenly came to the school is also because the Triwizard Tournament is an international event, and she hopes to be there too. After all, after the Quidditch World Cup, there will be no major events outside the school. Hogwarts On the contrary, Ci's game became the focus of news.

Even Leta Skeeter came later, and thanks to their attention, no one found out about her "little secret."

She always thought that Severus was "safe", unlike Sirius, she had to compete with many people, even if she ended up being his girlfriend, fiancée or even wife, it wouldn't end, she was tired of this feeling.

Every girl has such a dream, dancing with the prince, then falling in love, getting married, etc., so they are very motivated when they learn to dance; boys are not interested in this, and they are all on the bench. If you don't move, you will stand up and cooperate only after the teacher rolls your name.

The guests just now were discussing the possibility of polygamy. This is actually not a big deal. There used to be mistresses, but now they are just on the surface. What's more, the new Napoleon Code also stipulates that illegitimate children are recognized There is also the right of inheritance, so how far is it from polygamy?

Fortunately, she and Bonaparte did not have any marriage relationship, but there was a canal opening ceremony that looked like a real thing, and was interrupted by the assassin, otherwise it would be very difficult to get a divorce.

She took another sip of her wine, and besides the rumor, there was something about Hortans and her son's biological father.

Josephine loved her daughter very much, but despite such rumors, Georgiana herself felt that she might not be able to care about her daughter's childbirth, even though women in this era are likely to die after giving birth.

Harry looked like James, and it was good that he was carved out of the same mold. No one would suspect that he was the child of Severus and Lily, and then similar rumors would spread.

Everyone thought that there were two forces in the palace, Josephine and Georgiana, and they should fight, and she didn't want to waste energy on this aspect.

She wants to move the ancestral graves of these people.

It’s nothing but a replica of the situation in Paris, moving some bones from the churchyard to a new cemetery in the suburbs, or a place like the catacombs, leaving the city center for the living, and avoiding severe infectious diseases from passing through the corpse spread.

Grave relocation will definitely involve digging ancestral graves. Family cemeteries have their own special histories, or they are close to each other and are places for family gatherings. The deceased have already rested, so don’t disturb their peace.

But since these people have free time to care about other people's housework, they are still fanning the flames and waiting to see Georgiana and Josephine Palace fight to the death, then they can't blame her. If you have so much time to care about what other people eat at night, you should pay more attention to your own housework.

Not long after, the lawyer Jim who killed the earl's son appeared, and he smiled affectionately.

"Can you write decrees?" Georgiana asked.

Jim looked surprised.

"Is it the kind of document issued to the government?" Jim asked in disbelief.

"That's right," Georgiana said deadpan.

"Read it, but never wrote it," said Jim calmly.

"You write a copy for me."

"Why don't you let the French civil servants write it for you?" asked Jim.

"You don't want to write?" Georgiana asked.

"I need to know why?" Jim asked again.

"You speak English, and I also speak English. I think it will be very clear." Georgiana walked to the sofa and sat down. "Have you ever thought about going back to England one day?"

"In what capacity?" asked Jim.

"Why don't you start by drafting the papers?" Georgiana said.

Jim hesitated.

"What is it about?"

"It's not a big deal, it's just related to hygiene." Georgiana smiled sweetly.

Jim looked at her suspiciously.

"Aren't you and the countess really in love? Why do you love my maid so much?" Georgiana continued to smile.

"I'm just asking about your preferences." Jim said seriously.

"I want to see your writing, and write something, not poetry," said Georgiana.

"And what about the papers just now?" asked Jim.

"You only have twenty minutes." Georgiana put the watch on the table, and it was ticking.

Jim picked up the quill, dipped some ink, and began to write on the paper.

For a while, there were only rustling and ticking sounds in the room, which looked like an examination room.