Harry Potter Morning Light

Snape sat at the dining table, eating breakfast and reading the Daily Prophet.

"Is there any interesting news?" Pomona asked curiously, although she felt that his smile was not because he read funny news.

"Do you think a Welsh dragon and a chicken would produce offspring?" Snape asked, placing the newspaper in front of Pomona.

The photo shows a fire-breathing chicken, although its long neck makes it look somewhat like a dragon.

"I believe more in Archaeopteryx," Pomona said. "That's where dinosaurs evolved."

"Do you really think so?" Snape asked.

"Otherwise, what do you think?" she asked the great "Mr. Principal."

His eyes turned to the fried eggs on the table.

"Do you know how basilisk eggs hatch?"

Pomona began to crack his fingers and recall that Aristotle believed that the world is composed of dry, wet, cold and hot, so...

"How hard can it be?" Snape said with a frown, as if he were talking to students in class. "Are you going to start your memories from the beginning of the universe?"

"I remember the rules!" Pomona said sternly, "Do you know why a cockatrice hatched from a snake's egg hatches not a basilisk but a cockatrice?"

"Yes, that's true." Snape said with a smile, "You are not hopelessly stupid after all."

She glared at him.

"That's my guess," Snape said, taking a sip of his coffee.

Pomona shook her head and ate her sandwich, wondering if the fire-breathing chicken could understand Parseltongue like the Basilisk.

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From another angle, if you go out from Sforzesco Castle instead of coming in from the outside, you can see rows of holes on the "embankment" of the moat. These are the windows of the secret passage.

It was almost flush with the surface of the moat, and even though the moat was not affected by the tides, there would still be occasional waves rushing into the window, and it looked very wet.

"The First Consul asked us to drain the moat," Simon Stradico said. "It was of no use."

Georgiana felt the same way.

If the moat is to play a defensive role, a suspension bridge must be installed. However, the entrance to Sforzesco Castle is a road, and there is a window below the road. It seems that it is connected to the secret passage on the "embankment".

"Are you going to wear this?" Grando asked, as Georgiana was wearing an evening dress for the party.

Today she is wearing red and gold, the skirt is floor-length, and she will be very elegant walking on the lawn and clean floor.

"Where is the entrance?" Georgiana asked Stradico.

Just as he was about to speak, there was a sound of horse hooves in the distance.

After a while she saw that the leader was Augereau.

He soon saw Georgiana at the gate of the castle, dismounted on the embankment of the moat, and then walked quickly to her.

"If you don't plan to hand over the Swiss to Murat, can you hand them over to me?" Augereau said in an accusatory tone, "I need people who know how to fight in the mountains."

"What?" she asked in surprise.

"The people of Piedmont are generally quite peaceful, but those people in the mountains..." Augereau said slightly excitedly.

"Wait!" Georgiana stopped Augereau from continuing, and Simon and Grando felt very confident and walked away.

"Okay, you say it now." She held her waist and looked up at Augereau.

Like most countries in Europe, Italy also had its share of robbers and bandits, especially "banditry", who in the Middle Ages were considered outcasts and dangerous to the community.

This may be related to the "tile" exile in ancient Greece. In short, bandits are often in chaotic, disputed, and ungoverned areas, and this place in Italy is the Ligurian-Alps.

Forests and mountains have always been dangerous. In Britain, no one hid in the forest because almost all the trees were cut down.

In addition to the "state of exile", there were also some opponents of the new regime. The conscription system did not recruit many Italians for the French army. Instead, it allowed the bandits to increase in size. Therefore, Murat opposed the continued expansion of conscription in Italy.

Then there are the former aristocrats. Before the Civil Code was promulgated, Napoleon would distribute the spoils and property taken from the traditional owners to his followers in a way that limited inheritance rights. This was a common practice, Habsburg The fortress also distributed Hungarian land to meritorious ministers.

But if the inheritance rights are limited, it will not be based on the order of inheritance such as eldest son and second son. For example, Alejandro's status as "second eldest son" can also be inherited like the eldest son.

This inheritance system is different from previous customs, or in other words, it has the same legality as primogeniture. The latter is a category of customary law, while the former is codified.

However, the premise of this set of rules is "submission", and those owners in the traditional sense are not willing to lose what originally belongs to them.

There have always been mercenaries in Italy. If whose law and order are determined by force, Murat took so many people away this time and gave them a "feasible" chance.

There are artillery in the city of Turin, but they are not suitable for mountain fighting.

The last time Augero approached the "Blue Devils" in Nice, they ignored him at all. The Italian Legion gave Augero some guards to maintain his general's "respectability."

"No." Georgiana said out of breath. She still didn't give up on Richelieu's path.

"Can I give you a reason?" Augereau said in a dangerous tone. "Do you know how dangerous it is to go deep into the hinterland without reinforcements and only the people that Mullah took away?"

"The navy will take them away from Dalmatia," said Georgiana.

Augereau looked shocked.

"Navy?" he repeated.

She looked at him inexplicably.

"Which port do we meet at?" asked Augereau.

"How do I know this kind of military secret?"

Augereau looked too angry to speak, and it took him a while before he asked.

"Why don't you want to use the Swiss?"

She couldn't explain clearly.

Augereau turned around to get on his horse, then turned around and hurried back into the castle, but he fell back before he had gone far.

"What are you doing?" asked Augereau.

"Explore the secret passage. If there is an emergency, you can evacuate from here." Georgiana replied, "Especially after listening to what you just said, I think it is necessary."

"Where is the entrance?" asked Augereau.

"Why do you ask?"

Augereau turned to the engineer.

Georgiana curled her lips and looked down at her reflection again.

Pomegranate also has a shell, and after peeling it off, its seeds are just like those wheat seeds wrapped in an iron shell. The difference is that pomegranate seeds that have not been dried can germinate.

In ancient Greece, pomegranates also meant having many children. There was a Bay of Artemis in Athens and a Temple of Artemis on the coast. The pomegranates abundant there were said to have been brought back to Greece by Alexander the Great during his Eastern Expedition.

Judging from the photos, the scenery there is similar to the French Riviera in Nice. Narcissa plans to buy a house there and retire there in the future. Not everyone likes the always rainy London.

People who have too many secrets will not be so free, just like the engineer in Lyon who invented the new loom. He can't even leave Lyon, let alone go abroad.

So Narcissa's plan can only be "plan".

Then Augereau came over again.

"I'll go with you." He said firmly, as if he was announcing rather than asking for instructions.

"Let's go," Georgiana said, following him to Simon's side.

"Please follow me." Simon said, walking to a room next to the city gate. It was originally the Sforza Library, but most of the frescoes have fallen off, leaving only an Apollo standing with a snake staff. Portrait, with two green peacocks beside him.

Opposite the painting there is a round relief of a female head, and if you look closely you can see that her hair is made of snakes.

"Help me," Simon said to Grando, and together they pushed against the wall where the Medusa relief was.

It was a stone door with a hinge. After turning 90 degrees, you could see a downward staircase.

"I'll get the torch," Grando said.

"No," Georgiana said, raising her wand and illuminating the dark staircase with fluorescent flashes.

It was indeed damp, but not as humid as Slytherin's cellar, since it was still semi-underground after all.

So she lifted up her skirt and walked down, Augereau followed closely behind her. The height of the stairs was a bit too short for him, and he needed to bend down to avoid bumping his head.

When we reached the bottom of the stairs, we saw no windows on the wall.

Less than a minute later, Simon and Grando also came down holding torches.

"Close the entrance." Georgiana said, and then took the lead to leave the corner.