Harry Potter Morning Light

After returning to the box, Pomona did not really sleep.

She found out the love novels she had collected before, and planned to make up for how to date!

That's right, Rousseau could solve the profound problem of the origin of human inequality, but he couldn't solve the problem of marriage between men and women. France's marriage and fertility rate continued to decline, resulting in an imbalance in the population structure. occupied.

Why don't French women get married anymore? It's obvious that French men try so hard to strike up a conversation and make girls happy.

How many young people would feel sad when a beautiful woman like Fleur married Bill.

Low birth rate is a common problem in developed countries, but it does not exist in backward areas and places where women's education level is low.

The Chinese hieroglyph "marriage" means that women get married only when they are in a daze. What a vivid metaphor this is.

Oh hell, why can't she even arrange her own date when so many female writers can easily write a toothsome plot?

How much the Hufflepuff girls would despise her if they knew how useless their Headmaster was.

She began to recall how she used to date.

Before Fleur came along, they talked about magic, work, or complaining about Albus Dumbledore.

After that day, they met when no one was paying attention. When they met, they were as busy kissing as Lavender and Ron, without any rational language communication at all.

She didn't feel dizzy, she just felt that her mind was blank. When she was traveling in Ireland, she was just as silly as if under the Imperius Curse. What a naive little fool she was at that time.

With her eyes closed, she felt the gentle wind coming in through the window. This kind of antique carriage could not run at high speed like a Muggle bullet train, but could only drive slowly through the French countryside.

Beauxbaton School of Magic was hidden in the Pyrenees, and she almost thought she could study there.

Maybe she'll meet a glib French boy there who's also good at cooking food, who'll be as cute as Philippe and worry about him cheating all day long.

But even that was a lot easier than it is now.

She had a lot of concerns in England, but now she left everything behind and ran away. What should Minerva think of her? She had clearly promised to go to Hogwarts to teach Transfiguration.

After a moment of melancholy, Pomona came to a conclusion that purely spiritual love is a bitter love, which will drive people crazy sooner or later.

Monks in Western Rome are not allowed to marry, but priests below the bishop of Eastern Rome can. The former Eastern Roman Empire territory has been occupied by Turkey, and the real Orthodox civilization now exists in Eastern Europe and Russia.

The train will not head to Istanbul, the former Constantinople, but to Venice, Italy.

The Republic of Venice was once a subsidiary of the Eastern Roman Empire. It gained autonomy in the 9th century. During the Fourth Crusade in 1204, the Venetian navy sacked Constantinople. After so many years, many people have forgotten that period of history. In addition, someone deliberately concealed it, so it became a secret.

Some mysteries are actually not difficult, as long as you solve them with your heart, they can be solved.

Just when she opened her eyes and was about to continue studying how to date, music came from outside the door.

She hesitated for a while, but finally decided to go out and have a look. She followed the sound of the music and walked to the carriage behind, and came to the "reception room" not long after.

There is enough space for any kind of social event, soft sofas in navy blue with dark blue taffeta curtains, a white ceiling with a huge skylight through which the sky can be seen, a small band of four Chamber music was being played, and some passengers were enjoying the band with glasses of wine.

"Do you know where our train is going to go?" Severus greeted her at the door of the car just like Jack in the movie. "We are going through Vienna."

Pomona looked at the players, they were not all human beings, the one playing the violin was a goblin, and the one playing the cello was a half-giant.

"You arranged this?" Pomona asked.

"No, it's Philip." Severus said with a smile, "This band travels between London and Vienna all year round. They are passengers in the second-class carriage and don't work on the train."

"Oh..." she said in surprise, "where shall we pass besides Vienna?"

"Paris, Lyon, and Innsbruck, we will pass through the wizarding village at the foot of the Alps. If you want to go to Rome, it is best to make a decision when we stop in Paris. This train goes directly to Venice."

"I don't care anymore." She walked over, looked him in the eyes and said "Would you like to dance?"

"That's my honor." He bent down, held her hand, kissed her hand, and then led her to dance in the open space.

Leaning on his shoulder, her whole body relaxed, she no longer thought about those wars, plagues, famines, betrayals, she was just dancing.

If the romantic city of Paris is no longer romantic, then she doesn't plan to go, what is romance?

She couldn't bear the feeling of lying in the gondola boat and walking through the waterways of Venice. That kind of boat was different from the boat that freshmen had to take on the Black Lake of Hogwarts.

"Let's go back," she said softly.

"You don't want to meet the others?" he asked in a low voice.

"I don't care, I get off the car tomorrow, and I may not see them again." She raised her toes and whispered in his ear, "Yesterday you slept on the sofa, do you want to try what it's like to fall asleep on the bed in the bedroom? "

He watched her warily.

"Is this an invitation?"

She hesitated, then nodded.

He glanced at the others, who were watching the band, and no one was paying attention to them, so they held hands and slipped away quietly.

After returning to their compartment and closing the car door, she took his hand and sat down on the sofa where he read a book yesterday, then she sat on his lap, holding his head, looking into his black eyes .

"Beauxbaton has a chorus of forest girls. Do you think the girls' singing is better, or the boys' choir?"

He stared at her lips and said "I prefer your passionate scream."

"We waited until Venice." She said, "Every year during the holidays, the small hotel in Hogsmeade is full of people. Is it easy to book a hotel in Venice now?"

His hands went up her skirt and up her thigh.

She knew that he had stopped thinking now.

In the sculpture of "The Robbery of Persephone by Platon", Pluto almost pinched his fingers into the deep depression of the girl's tender thigh skin due to his force. Now his strength is not so strong, perhaps because he tried his best to control up.

So she bowed her head and kissed the "Prince" on the lips. No one on the Hogwarts Express would dare to do what they were doing now.

The open book was rattled by the wind, and the words and music inside were both close and far away from them.

Many people say that life is a journey, the important thing is not the result, but the scenery of the journey and the mood of watching the scenery.

In medieval religious paintings, generally only the Virgin Mary was placed under the arch. Botticelli placed Venus under the arch in the painting "Spring", a beautiful and quiet forest Here, the beautiful and dignified Venus is in the center, waiting for the arrival of spring with a leisurely and elegant expression. However, the goddess who symbolizes spring is captured by the wind god who symbolizes cold, just like Pluto did to the queen.

Death represents cold and scarcity. Spring flowers and autumn food are not available in the underworld. It is the kingdom of the dead. What is there to stay in such a world?

This may be the reason why so many dead people still linger in the warm world.