Harry Potter Morning Light

Pomona went to the kitchen to get some mashed potatoes and shrimp crepes. Although there were more delicious foods, she felt that Severus probably didn't have the time and mood to sit down and eat obediently.

When she came to the Potions classroom, he was indeed busy, the air was filled with the smell of peppermint, and bottle after bottle of sunshine-like euphoria potions were put into crystal bottles and placed on the laboratory table.

She sighed involuntarily.

The atmosphere in the school is very delicate recently, and some students already need to take euphoria to resist those negative influences. Fortunately, the weather is getting warmer, and I can leave the castle to go to class outside. The Forbidden Forest is not within the range of that strange black magic item.

"Need help?" Pomona asked.

He glanced up at her, then saw the picnic basket on her arm.

"I don't have time." He said coldly.

"It's just crepes, don't you have time for them?" Pomona said, lifting the cloth from the picnic basket.

"Didn't you prepare a big meal like last time?" He said sarcastically, but put down the crystal bottle, rubbed his hands on his robe, and walked to her side, intending to reach for the crepe inside.

"Wash your hands!" She patted the back of his hand.

He snorted twice impatiently, and then went to the back of the classroom.

Pomona placed the picnic basket on the table in the Potions classroom. The orange polka-dotted cloth looked extremely incongruous with the dark laboratory table, but she didn't intend to find a "matching" one.

She continued to fill the euphoria potion in the crystal bottle. This step was not difficult. After she had filled four or five bottles, the old bat came out from behind.

"I have a present for you," he said, slipping a ruby ​​necklace around her neck.

"What are you doing here?" said Pomona, just about to turn around.

"Don't move." He warned, his hands were busy behind her neck, and the water dripped from his hands along the neckline and onto her back.

After a while, he finally took it, stopped her by the shoulder and made her turn around, as if admiring his masterpiece.

"What is this?" Pomona asked, holding the necklace. The "ruby" must be something else, because it is warm and beating, like the heart of some animal.

"Guardian potion, made with salamander blood," Severus said, turning to get the crepes from the picnic basket.

"I've never heard of using salamander blood as a guardian potion," said Pomona, looking at the necklace curiously.

Severus was too busy chewing, or didn't want to talk to her.

"You invented this?" Pomona asked.

"I guess." He said perfunctorily, "It can resist negative emotions."

She is very satisfied with this gift, because she really needs it now.

"Thank you." She said happily, thinking about how to bring the topic to Lucius.

"They didn't fight," Severus said suddenly, taking another big bite of the crepe.

"What didn't fight?" asked Pomona.

He stopped talking again, and the only sound in the classroom was the sound of him chewing food.

"Oh, you said Emily and 'Amata'." Pomona said suddenly.

"Lucius wanted to see that scene, and arranged it that way." Severus squinted at her. "Why didn't she do it? Is it because Miss Taylor is so powerful?"

"It's not fair, I mean she took the recorder's job for herself," Pomona said bitterly. "Emily's lucky."

"Miss Taylor doesn't think so, she didn't get what she wanted most," Severus said, taking another bite of the crepe.

Pomona waited for him to swallow the food before speaking.

"Lucius' purpose will not succeed, can you ask him to arrange Emily in another position?"

"I can talk to him, but that doesn't mean he'll accept everything I say," Severus said, "unless you can do him a favor."

"What does he want?" Pomona asked.

"Let's go." Severus took the remaining crepes in the basket and left the Potions classroom.

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The euphoria potion, like other potions, has a shelf life. The expired euphoria potion will separate into two components. Refilling them will not restore them. If you want the potion to extend its lifespan, you can dispose of it every week. It can only be extended to 2 months.

Georgiana did not write much to Bonaparte, but Josephine wrote very frequently, and Georgiana's dispatch to Spain was also related to this.

She and Josephine now represent two factions. One faction does not sell Louisiana, and the other faction sells Louisiana. Both Joseph and Lucien do not support the sale, but the French Republic is currently facing serious financial problems. Send rendering to the point where it cannot be solved without selling the land.

Georgiana's identity as a British female spy was brought out again, and the scene even reached a point where Joseph couldn't stand it, but in Farron's view, these were not the key points. The key point was that she hadn't written to the First Consul for too long.

She is not a sweetheart fudge, she can utter a lot of sweet words with her mouth. After roughly understanding what happened, she calmed down instead.

Farron is not afraid of wizards, because he knows many wizards, they are old acquaintances in Versailles before, and they are not much different from ordinary nobles. Astrologers can coexist peacefully with the cardinal, after all, they are serving the king.

At that time, the hottest seller in the palace was not the love potion, but a powder called "Seize the Inheritance". It was not the poison that killed the eldest son like "the stepmother's poison". Anyway, the titled old aristocrat eats it, and will give the title and fiefs to a person that no one expects, and he himself is still alive and "sane enough" to sign legal documents. Of course the first in line heir wouldn't do it, but he couldn't overturn the old nobleman's decision.

Later this matter involved the Countess of Soiresons, Louis XIV's first love, the biological mother of Prince Eugene, and then she retired to Brussels.

Originally, it was not Louis XV's turn to be king. There were many people in front of him, but no one thought that the crown would actually fall on his head.

There was a maid named Dipan, of course no one could tell if there was such a person, but there were so many nobles in Versailles, so there were even more attendants and maids. It is said that when she was cleaning the room, she picked up a document, which recorded very important information, but the document disappeared without a trace, but two marshals fell from the sky.

They were taken to the Bastille, but although they were prisoners, they still ate the best food, and one of the marshals carved what he knew with a knife on a silver plate of fruit, and threw it out of the window. Dropped onto a fishmonger's cart.

After the fishmonger was arrested by the officials who arrived, he was put in prison, and he was released after confirming that he could not read. After that, no one knew what was written on the plate.

The French like literature very much, but unlike the British who like to solve crimes, they prefer to fabricate mysteries.

In the magnificent Palace of Versailles, there are many people who can tell stories. For example, some people say that the son of Hortense is not the son of Louis Bonaparte, but the son of Napoleon Bonaparte.

Georgiana is sure that the child will not live to adulthood. If she is a wicked witch, she can use the child's death to blame Josephine, so that the "rear seat" is left vacant, and whoever sits on it depends on their ability.

But she thinks it's not as interesting as figuring out the mystery of 1987a's disappearance.

And she also wanted to know who was the leading general wearing the Golden Fleece Medal. He should have returned to France alive, so what happened next?

Unexpectedly, "after such a long time", she seemed to have returned to the maze, but that was just her own feeling. She came to Paris not long after leaving the maze. Maybe she hadn't been away for long after she went out.