Harry Potter Morning Light

Wilde once wrote such a story.

There was a young student who cried and said that he would send a red rose to his sweetheart so that she would dance with him, but it was winter, where could he find a red rose?

The nightingale on the tree heard it, and looked around on the branch.

"Hey, does happiness depend on these little things?" lamented the young student. "The prince will dance at the dinner party tomorrow, and my lover will go there. If I pick red roses for her, she will be with me." Dancing until dawn, holding her hand in my palm, her head resting on my shoulder, but there are no red roses, I can only look at her lonely, passing by me, wearing a beautiful dress Young men surrounded her, but she would not dance with me, because I had not picked red roses for her."

The poor nightingale believed him. If it knew the story of human beings, it would know that what he lacked was not just a red rose.

In the 15th century in London, there was a seamstress named Delphine Crip. Although magic could solve many problems, none of the spells at that time were suitable for cutting cloth. It would either burn the cloth or tear it, so She invented the cutting spell herself, so that the cut fabric was just as she wanted.

In the Cinderella story, the fairy godmother gave Cinderella a new dress for the ball, making her so glamorous that the prince fell in love with her instantly.

The dresses made by Delphine can make an unattractive woman cute, and every day her popularity grows and her wealth increases, as if everything is bewitched.

She wanted to be a Muggle, and not every witch sucked the blood of babies, as the Lancashire Witch Trials said, and practiced demon sacrifice. In addition to using magic to cut the fabric, Delphine did not use other magic on the skirt.

But this aroused the jealousy of her rival Muggle tailors. One day they discovered her secret, and then a large group of people came to arrest her.

The usually polite neighbors suddenly changed their faces. Although she escaped by apparating at a critical moment, she never appeared in London again.

The situation in the countryside is probably the same, but the difference is that the Muggles first catch the "therapists". They usually use medicine to treat people's diseases, and they also feel that they are safe. They are saving people, not harming them, so rest assured Dare to live with Muggles.

Beginning with James I, successive Stuart kings have been trying to rebuild the autocratic monarchy, which is inconsistent with the "king under the law" stipulated in the Magna Carta.

Before that, because of the upsurge of witch hunting in Europe, many wizards fled to England for refuge, just as many wizards fled to Scotland when witch hunting was rampant in England, and established an all-wizard formation near Hogwarts. village. Not all wizards are like pure-blood nobles, and being a Muggle servant is no big deal.

"Gerard" came to England under the reign of Edward III, and his wife was Philippa of Hainault. Lancashire has never been a rich place, and the Earl of Hainault is a low-lying country with a very developed wool textile industry and commerce, and is also very rich, but they are coveted by the French, and they obtain the royalties of the British kings through marriage. Protection, John of Gunter also had such a name because his birthplace was in Gunter.

The spinning jenny was invented by a worker in Lancashire. He was unhappy at home one day and kicked his wife's spinning machine down, and the industrial revolution began.

It's just that it didn't get people's praise when it first appeared. People were afraid that it would take their jobs, so they rushed into the inventor's house and destroyed the machine.

In the 16th century, it was famous for producing woolen fabrics. Wool was used, which was later replaced by cotton. Workers usually did manual labor in their own homes, just like Jenny did.

Then there is serving as a servant in someone else's house, but girls are more likely to be accepted by the family than boys.

Madame Elizabeth Bartoli, the famous vampire countess in the Middle Ages, was also a widow, and besides the bloody legend, she also maintained close ties with her nephew in Transylvania, who was involved in the anti-Habsburg plan middle.

She was eventually imprisoned in her castle until her death, and her landed possessions were confiscated. Mistresses who abuse servants are not uncommon, but if they are too kind-hearted... Anne Boleyn used to be the maid of honor to Queen Catherine of Aragon. After she became queen, did she treat Catherine's daughter Mary kindly?

Compared with Aragon, Henry VIII wanted the rich Castile more, and the successor of Castile was the crazy girl Juana. At that time, Spain had not discovered the gold and silver mines in the New World.

When Richard II married Anne of Bohemia, Anne did not bring much dowry, and her father Charles IV could still influence the ownership of the English crown.

The British Navy established by Henry VIII in 1546, as long as the coastal defenses are defended, the European continent will not be able to cross the sea as easily as Caesar.

Elizabeth I did not give up the construction of the navy after she succeeded to the throne. She even sold her own jewelry. It was she who made England the overlord of the sea, and she also had another title, "Queen of Glory" besides "Virgin Queen".

When the white rose is full of blood, it will turn into a red rose.

So the Nightingale did, and she gave the young man the red rose in her mouth, and the young man took it to his lover, but the girl said, "This flower is not worthy of my clothes, and the minister's nephew has sent me many jewels, Everyone knows that jewels are more precious than flowers."

The young man became angry. He threw the red rose in the middle of the street, and a wheel ran over it. Then he turned back to his book.

The nightingale sang until the end, even the waning moon refused to leave, but the student slept until noon before opening the window and seeing the rose on the window sill.

"Darkness" sometimes does not refer to pitch blackness, just like the moonlight shining on the lake at this moment, the usual black lake is like a mirror, broken by the waves blown by the wind, but the moonlight is still sprinkled into the dock.

"What are you doing?" She heard him say, like an echo in her own mind.

Like she's gone crazy.

Lily is actually a nice woman, and she didn't fall in love with James because of "jewellery".

Hating a person can negate all of her as a matter of course, instead of maintaining rationality hypocritically and looking for her advantages.

"I want to give you, everything you want," said Pomona duplicity, in fact she hoped that he would get the accursed position so that he could leave Hogwarts and give her peace.

Hagrid is fine like that, he lives a simple life, as long as he doesn't know what "love" is.

"What's the secret you haven't told?" Snape said, dragging the hem of the cloak closer, the cloth rustling like a snake on the ground.

She woke up a little bit, and looked back at the small wooden boat not far away.

"You know, there's a club where the kids are working out what spell makes these boats move." Pomona laughed. "They even thought Hagrid invented it."

"Just this?" he asked disinterestedly.

"They think that Hagrid can invent, and they can invent too. Do you know the advantages of being a fool?" She smiled and said, "Fools are not so easy to be controlled by pride. The eldest of the three brothers, after he got the Elder Wand, he challenged everywhere." , but he was killed in his sleep."

She felt he was coming too close, so she moved and hid behind a pillar.

She remembered that he would be invisible, and she had participated in this magical experiment, although she didn't think he had any reason to attack her.

"What are you trying to say? He's stupid?" He smiled wryly. "Just like everyone else."

"What I'm trying to say is that he's like a solitary beast breaking into a herd of animals. Humans know how to cooperate, Severus. This is also a survival strategy." She whispered behind the pillar .

"The same goes for hiding." He said with a stiff face, "What are you afraid of?"

She thinks a lot.

There's a Victorian romance novel, presumably written by a woman, that has a male author's name attached to it.

No one cares about the morals of ugly women. The so-called virtue can be pleasant is just the comfort that the pastor told women.

But if a woman has only beauty but no status and property, then her end is nothing more than being surrounded by pleasure-seekers, who regard luxury and pleasure as a romantic encounter.

For most women, beauty is more like an obligation. It seems that they dress up beautifully to inspire writers and poets and become their muse. No one cares how much energy they put in to meet the standard of beauty and time.

Be sober, you are not a half-breed Veela who drank Polyjuice Potion, and he is not a "sage", even though he himself is not good-looking, he still likes beautiful women.

The white rose saw the dwarf shouting "thief" wearing the white rose it gave to the princess. It seemed that being ugly and poor was not worthy of having beautiful things.

If Esmeralda had never appeared, Quasimodo might still be ringing the bell day after day, and the dean of Notre Dame who took him in was still the one who gave him a chance to read, he not only gave Quasimo One more physical refuge.

She is beautiful, but in love with an officer who doesn't care about her at all.

'I wouldn't make the same mistake as her. '

He gave his heart and his loyalty to another woman, she thought.

"Don't keep talking." He lowered his tone, "Don't hide from me."

Pomona thought, what if he, like the witch who fell in love with the mermaid, became a fish and jumped into the black lake?

Will she be eaten by the "big fish" in the next second?

"Pomona," he said.

"That's not my name," she said.

"Of course that's your name!" he raised his voice.

Sirius and James both called her Knox, though she didn't feel like a goddess.

It was just handy for night roaming around the school in the dark without getting caught by Filch.

"You don't know who I am," she whispered.

"Are you crazy?"

Isn't it crazy? Otherwise, how could he collude with him here to let an innocent person leave the human world with all the guilt and return to the North Pole.

Spark was his only companion, and if it was dealt with as a "dangerous creature," he would be alone.

"I know who you are!" He rushed to her excitedly, "You don't need to pretend in front of me."

She thought of the bush full of black flowers.

Pride is also a disease, and she should correct it, not keep it in her heart.

"Forget about those things." She said softly, "It's all wrong."

He showed the same expression Sirius had on his mother, rebellious, dismissive, and...

"Just tell him what you want to say." He said nonchalantly, "I have nothing to say to you."

Then he turned and left the dock.

When he left, she let out a long sigh of relief.

Whether it's becoming a fish to be eaten, or becoming a member of the fish school, she doesn't want to be the fish that bites the hook anymore.

No matter how charming the worm hanging on the hook is, it is also bait.

There was a muffled sound in the distance, and after a while, the sound of raindrops falling on the roof was heard. Is it raining?

She glanced at the moonlight outside, there seemed to be dark clouds like tulle in the sky, but...

Never mind, it's late tonight, she's going back to bed.

Instead of taking the path Snape had taken, she chose the secret path back to the castle.

When walking on the road, she really wanted to go back to the past, although she hadn't grown any taller since then.