Harry Potter’s Morning Light

   Chapter 1277

  Severus returned to the living room of the main house and sat on the sofa.

   Felix Young and Kreacher were there waiting for him.

  An invisible and terrible pressure enveloped them, so that they did not dare to speak at all.

   "You are very weak." Severus said with a cold face, "Are you staying here with the woman or going with me?"

   "I will go with you." Felix said immediately.

   "What about you?" Severus looked at Kreacher.

   "I want to save Master Regulus." Kreacher said in a voice like a bullfrog.

   "I met a house elf yesterday. It is younger than you, but it is far inferior to you. I want you to learn something from it, and it may be useful in rescuing Regulus in the future..."

   "No, you just want to save her." Kreacher interrupted Severus. "You don't want to save Master Regulus at all."

   "I need strength, he will help me rescue Regulus, and don't forget Kreacher, who took you in at the time and gave you freedom?" Severus stared at Kreacher and said.

   "Harry Potter," Kreacher said timidly.

Severus endured, and then said, "You can ask him if he wants to help you save Regulus. He gave you the Slytherin locket, but he didn't say that. It's a piece of clothing. He threw you in the kitchen at Hogwarts and left you to fend for yourself. Think about who allowed you to go back to Black House? She understands you, she knows your loyalty, you are better than that fool Dobby is a hundred times smarter..."

   "Professor, you really look like the Dark Lord now." Kreacher said, "I can't follow people like you, and you, young humans. He will use you to achieve his own goals."

   "I know." Felix said indifferently, "Isn't the relationship between people using each other?"

Kreacher's eyes widened.

"She made you believe that there are beautiful feelings in this world." Severus said, "Leaving us, where are you going, Kreacher, back to Hogwarts, or back to Black House? There has been Harry there. · Potter has taken it."

   "He did not occupy that house."

   "It was given to him by Sirius Black. Tell me, who am I?"

   Kreacher looked at Severus fearfully.

"I defeated him in a duel." Severus laughed. "Ciris Black has the right to dispose of the property of the Black family, but he is not the owner of the Black family. As the head of the Black family, I order you to go to Fontaine Near Bailu, in a manor named Champagne, find a house-elf named Boca and learn magic from him. I can't believe it, but I can't believe you."

   "Yes, master." Kreacher bowed to Severus.

   "What about me?" Felix said.

   "I need to learn new fighting skills. You need to become stronger. After I leave, you will protect this manor."

   "Are you going to practice against me?"

   "Let's go back to England." Severus said with a sullen face, "The night of the full moon is not over. You can practice with werewolves."

  Felix's face changed, he asked fearfully, "Am I going to kill?"

   "They are not humans, they are beasts." Severus said nonchalantly, "What do you think war is? Is it a joke game?"

   Felix dare not speak.

"You can stay here with your mother." Severus continued slowly. "I will pay her to take care of my wife. When she wakes up, you can stay and work in the winery, but I promised you Everything is gone, of course, including the clothes on you. You will grow taller. Sooner or later you will not be able to wear this clothes."

  Felix looked at the senior suit on his body, as long as he wears it, he will be like a rich man’s child.

   Just when Felix hesitated, an owl suddenly appeared on the window sill.

   "Hey." With an ugly expression, Severus walked up to the black owl and untied the letter on its feet.

  Resurrected from death:

  Please go to the Champagne Manor and tell us that Pluto has peace talks and wants to discuss with you.

  Reaper’s messenger

   "You can think slowly, I hope to hear your reply when I come back." Severus said to Felix.

   "Do you not deploy defensive magic before you leave?" Kreacher said listlessly, "No one is guarding here."

   Severus took out the crystal ball.

   "Godfather?" Draco's voice came out.

   "Excuse me, Draco, I need your help if I have something." Severus said, "Come to the manor and help me guard your godmother."

   "No problem." Draco agreed immediately.

   "Remember to deploy defensive magic." Severus said to Draco, then put the crystal ball back in his pocket, took Kreacher's hand and Apparated, leaving Felix standing alone in the living room.

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   "Our relationship with Austria is not close. We fought a fierce battle in Mantua before." Bonaparte said while visiting the territory with Georgiana.

  Before 1867, Hungary was completely ruled by Austria, collectively known as the Austro-Hungarian Empire.

  France has its own good horses, which can be bred by itself, but in this way, France will not be able to maintain a "sweet relationship" with the Germans.

   Honourable Bonaparte, who had slaughtered the place so hard, built roads and fortifications along the Rhine River, all for the sake of defending neighbors.

The French love to build fortifications. Maginois is a magnificent but useless plan. Louis XIV of the Sun is not just a king who loves to wear high heels. He is also a king who loves to repair houses. In addition to Versailles, the houses he built are also There is a castle on the border.

In fact, Rambouillet’s main castle also has the characteristics of a fortress. It was actually a fortress reconstruction. The most dangerous part of the Maginot Line is the sense of psychological security. It gives people an illusion of “safety” and thinks that they are guarded. You can sit back and relax.

  She has a weird feeling now that Leon’s heart is actually very messy, and her mind is not very clear. She doesn't think it is a good idea for Josephine, her and Sharptal to stay in Rambouillet.

  When the return is higher than the risk, it is enough to make people risky, and vice versa. One is a woman who can threaten Napoleon, and the other is an important chemist, enough for outsiders to plan a kidnapping.

  Josephine should return to Malmaison, so that a chemist or an outsider should consider the issues of risks and benefits.

French chemists are precious, and other countries have their own chemists. She feels that he is not thoughtful enough to think about problems now. Although it is understandable from the purpose of analysis, she can get acquainted with her "guardian" while working in sugar beets and sugar factories. thing.

  This kind of situation is multi-tasking if it sounds good, and it doesn't matter if it is not good. It seems that besides women, General Bonaparte has another weakness, that is, he doesn't know how to deal with scholars and experts.

  He treated Mr. Jenner courteously, but Mr. Jenner did not appreciate him. After all, he agreed that he was British.

There are many scientists in this world who are tempted to abandon their nationality, and some are “definitely loyal” to their motherland. Such people often encounter the other extreme. Once the enemy country has repeatedly bought and found that the other party still refuses to submit. , Then this kind of scholar who is not for my use and will increase the strength of the opponent will be killed and fall from heaven to **** all at once.

  Widow once is miserable enough, let alone twice.

  She grabbed his hand and stopped him.

"You're scared?"

"The Battle of Mantua is the closest I've been to death." He said fragilely. "I was alone on the battlefield, and I fell into the swamp. The Austrian army passed by me and brought me and the others. People are separated, I don't even dare to call for help, the feeling is more terrifying than I was almost shot in the head in Egypt before."

   "So while others appreciate the spoils, you are busy repairing fortifications?"

   "The people on the art committee believe that I can protect them." He seemed to be out of breath.

"I understand." She said calmly. "I actually don't know who my father is. I regard the principal as my father. He takes care of other people's affairs just like you. As a result, my love and family are gone, Severus. I once told me that the more sober people are, the more absurd they are. The principal always keeps himself sober, but in the end, because he couldn't bear the pressure, he prayed that Severus would kill him..."

   "The more sober people are, the more absurd." He smiled and repeated what she had just said, "This sentence has been requisitioned."

   "What I want to express is, don't carry all the burdens by yourself, find a few people to help you share it, does Lucien want to help you or do it against you?"

  Napoleon sighed again, "He didn't want to be the heir, so he did some seemingly absurd things."

   "Then the seemingly absurd person is actually sober?"

   "Yes, he doesn't need to be like me, he has to be busy ‘defending’ all day."

  "You were in the swamp, how did you come out?"

  Hesitation flashed in his eyes.

"tell me."

   "My soldiers, they saved me."

  "You treat them like a father to a son, and they also love you. You are unrelated relatives." She stroked his forehead. "This is not for everyone. I remember there was rebellion a while ago."

  He showed an unhappy expression.

  "You have a strange family to deal with, General."

  "Tell me what to do?" He said with some pain, "I think I'm in the quagmire again, princess."

   "We slowly figure out a way, and now, enjoy this beautiful scenery."

   "Would you like to ride a lap?"

"No, I prefer walking." She took his arm and continued to stroll in Rambouillet, which was full of flowers in the summer. "Riding a horse reminds me of bad memories. I have a father who I know. Go for a ride with a vanity woman."

  He raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

  "Tell me more stories about Rambouillet." She asked, smelling the wildflowers in her hand.

   "You don't want to know Mantua?"

   "I decided not to draw Titan Wars on the school wall. You don't like it anyway."

   "Then what mural do you like?"

  "How do I know this? There are so many painters in Paris, you can find a few...oh, the Academy of Athens!" She bounced and said, "Just draw stories about Greece!"

   "Prometheus Bound?"

   "Why are you so dark, how about the feast on Olympus?"

   "That's a school!" He criticized seriously.

   "Don't sugar give people a sense of happiness? Of course, there will be other problems if you eat too much..." she muttered, and then she silenced herself.

  "I really doubt what kind of students a teacher like you can teach." He said in a majestic tone.

   "I will use life to protect the students in the school." She smiled weirdly. "You ask the children who are studying, who is not trying to blow up the school."

  He seemed to want to argue with her about this topic.

   "You really look alike." Georgiana said, "They make the school like a prison."

   "It's him again, isn't it?" Bonaparte pursed his lips, looking "kindly".

   "I don't know what you are talking about." She smiled cunningly and continued to pick wild vegetables.

   "He will kill me, won't he?" Leon asked behind her.

  "Are you still having few enemies?" She said carelessly.

   "Those people are different from him." The dictator rubbed his eyes.

   "Why is it different?"

  He has a calm face and said nothing.

   "I said he was capable of ruining Paris. He really has this ability. How did you think of decorating the bathroom in the suite in the style of Pompeii?"

   "Remind myself that danger can happen at any time."

  She is really curious about what it would be like if Napoleon went to guard the Maginot line.

   "You are in big trouble, Leon." She said without sympathy, and put a wreath on her head.

   "I take back what I said before, it's worth fighting for a lady like you!" He yelled behind her like a speech.

  At this moment, her heart is very calm, Leon said that she is right, she can't escape the choice by "unworthy".

  He is indeed a good general, who can let the timid people take the initiative to fight. No wonder France trembles the whole of Europe under his command.

  The sheep led by the lion can defeat the lion led by the sheep, but the sheep cannot always be a sheep, and they must become a lion themselves, otherwise the lion will die from exhaustion.

   "What kind of woman is it that makes him love so deeply that you think he doesn't love you?" Napoleon Bonaparte said in a poetic tone.

   "A woman with red hair." She said with her lips curled.

   "Is she more beautiful than you?"

  She thought about this question.

  She has never thought about who is more beautiful to play against Lily.

  "If one day, I had nothing, would you still love me?" He asked again.

   "If one day, I am old and yellow, no longer young and beautiful, will you still love me?" she asked back.

"of course!"

   "Then why don't you love Josephine? You can forgive even criminals."

  He did not answer her question.

   "Because she can't give you a baby, it's useless, right?" She smiled indifferently.

   "I think you want to hit me now."

   "No, my dear, I don't want to at all." She smirked and said, "A man with this kind of thinking is not even qualified to be beaten by me. Please fight for your breath and earn the qualification to be beaten back."

   "Aren't you jealous of her at all?" The great Napoleon shrugged his head like a puppy, looking very pitiful.

   "Sometimes I am very jealous of human women." She stiffly said, "Every man I meet has another woman in his heart."

  He looked at her seemingly.

   "I don't want to cause a fight and become the object of snatching." She said with tears in her eyes, "I think someone can love me from beginning to end. Why didn't I meet?"

  She was crying sadly, maybe she had, but she turned and left as if she hadn't seen it.

  She watched the wheat field and guided the students to find her own wheat ears, but she was empty in her hands.

  What a sad mixed-blood Veela.

  Others don’t understand the pain of mixed race, only the mixed race can understand it, so Fleur Delacour seems so special.

  She is proud of her beauty, watching the boys panic and incoherent in front of her with cold eyes.

  Later, she met a man who was willing to listen to her voice, although his real purpose was to chase her in a very cunning way and make her his own bride.

  She lives a life that is not rich, but very happy, much luckier than Georgiana and Pomona.

  Maybe God has to let her taste all the misfortunes that all women have to bear before letting her go, but she really doesn’t know if she can hold on to the day when the weather is clear.

  Then she felt that she had arms around her. If Hattor knew that her little pet wanted to find an individual owner for herself, what would she be in the mood, and would she continue to protect him?

  Two hundred years are not far away, but unfortunately they are not people of the same era after all.

  The Moon God can only meet her shepherd in a dream. Since he is in a dream, why bother to give himself so much shackles?

  This time she kissed her without reservation, completely opened up, like a defensive city.

  She let the general enter the city gate imposingly.

  She believed that he would not order the massacre of the city, but would treat the citizens of the city in a gentle way.

  She hopes that he can become the father of her child. She doesn’t need to worry about it, but also worry about where will lunch with her child tomorrow be?

  One million quintals of grain, what is that concept?

  Just for this, she regarded herself as a kind of reward and rewarded this hard worker.

  Although this is all excuses.

  (End of this chapter)