Harry Potter Morning Light

The granules in the mouth taste sweet and feel like candy.

"Is it delicious?" Leon asked her gently.

"What is it made of?" Georgiana asked, and what she really wanted to ask was whether she would never leave this world after eating this thing?

"Mozart chocolate, there is a sandwich inside, you bite it open and try."

She did so carefully, and after biting through the outer chocolate coating, the inner sandwich flowed out. Although the sweetness was a bit greasy, there was a faint mint flavor.

"Do you like it?" Leon asked again.

She nods.

"How about keeping this kind of food in the harem?"

"Where did it come from?"

"Austria."

"Because you want to maintain friendly relations with Austria?"

Leon pinched her ear happily.

"What about the confectionary industry in this country?"

"First of all, you have to understand that French farmers don't want to grow beets. Have you seen people growing beets in the countryside?" Napoleon asked.

"No."

"If I buy sugar from a foreign country, I will be a farmer who feeds others. The French feel that there is not enough food to eat, so they grow sugar beets, so France has no sugar industry at all." Napoleon said a little annoyed.

Georgiana opened her mouth in surprise.

"The girls will be happy when you send them some of this chocolate after class."

"I think this will cause them bad habits. They feel that learning is to get rewards. Once the rewards are cancelled, they will have no motivation to study." Georgiana said uncomfortably, she was talking to Napoleon Bonaparte. Ba discusses raising the next generation.

"It's up to you whenever you want.

"Do you want to be in the sugar business?" Georgiana asked. "I know a little about plants."

Napoleon squinted his eyes with joy. "How about we go to Rambouillet in summer?"

"What about your work?"

"Do you know where Rambouillet is?"

She wanted to say that it was the summer office of the French president, but then she thought, hey, there is no French president now, so she shook her head ignorantly.

"That's my fief." Napoleon said, looking at her expectantly.

Now she is a little disgusted with the word "mine". Everything belongs to him. Has he left some for others?

But she didn't think it was time to "tame a lion", so she said, "You want to grow sugar beets and open a sugar factory on your own land now?"

He was so excited that he hugged her and kissed her hard, "I knew you would understand!"

"I'm not your official, sir. Others go to the summer resort to play, but I have to continue working."

"Then what do you want to do?"

"Banquets, music and socializing, not just Mozart, but other musicians as well."

"You prepare this yourself."

"I want to be in charge of preparing the food. I was exhausted setting up the ballroom before." She said softly, "Let Josephine be the queen of the ball."

He squeezed her hand "I swear there will be no one else but you two."

She smiled and nodded, but didn't believe a word, for the port of Danzig, he must have a Polish lady.

"What kind of food do you want to prepare?" After a while of love, Leon started a new topic, and now they talked much more easily.

"Cat meat."

He couldn't help but laugh.

"Remember what I told you? Humans survive because we eat everything. There are a lot of edible things in the forest. I think this can ease the burden of food." Georgiana said, "Asians survive the famine." I eat wild vegetables from time to time, and if I make them delicious, let the dignitaries take the lead in eating them at the banquet, so it will be much easier to promote downward.”

"You can try." Napoleon smiled gloatingly.

"Do you think the French can teach it?"

"It's not that I can't teach it. When I was young, I would definitely defend Rousseau. Now I am more willing to believe that Voltaire is right."

"Where do you find the time to read every day?"

"I love watching you sleep when you're sleeping, midnight elf."

She thought it might be a little creepy, like a miser guarding his gold coins.

"Take care of your own body, and don't forget what Mr. Jenner said."

He started kissing her again.

"Marry me." After the kiss, he whispered, "there is a chapel in the palace. I will go to the priest."

"You made me swear in front of the priest?" She smirked. "I just hope they don't send me to the stake."

"Why do you like to say no?" He said with some frustration.

"Do you think highly of those who say 'yes' to you so easily?" Georgiana asked back.

He rubbed his nose and looked her over from head to toe.

"This is your method?"

"I swore once to God," Georgiana said, "to die or to live, and I broke that vow, and one day I shall go to hell."

"Don't mention that person." Leon said a little unhappy, "Don't spoil our interest."

She looked at the robber, obviously he had robbed someone else, but why did he feel that others were guilty.

"You know 'Philip the Good' in Burgundy?"

"Yes."

"Then do you know about the Feast of Pheasants?"

He didn't speak, just looked at her slyly.

"I want to hold a banquet of that scale in Rambouillet. Of course, the banquet does not need so many rare and rare delicacies. The protagonists are those dishes that can survive the wilderness. I want the best chef in Paris to present dishes full of artistic sense. , as you say, the French people love victories that dazzle and you can give out medals at a banquet."

"Okay, queen." The lion in the wilderness said obediently.

"Don't call me queen, call me princess, don't forget who I am, Jason." Georgiana reminded.

"Are you Brits all that familiar with France?"

"No, I'm a teacher and I'm always ready to answer the kids' questions."

"My dear teacher, do you know why the good Philip did not become king?" asked Napoleon.

"He doesn't have enough military merit?"

"It's because he didn't charge forward with his soldiers. His son Charlie can only charge. I told you that although I am in the command post, I am still within the range of the enemy's artillery fire. Soldiers Know that I am with them." Napoleon said resolutely and confidently, "One day I will ask you about Severus, and only after I fully understand the enemy can I make the correct deployment, but not today, today I newlyweds."

She didn't know where the Corsican shorty came up with the word "newly married", as if she had promised to marry him.

"How do you know that Asians eat wild vegetables?" asked Napoleon.

"There are many ingredients in the potion, all of which are edible." She decided to add some embarrassment to the proud guy. "Severus is a potion genius."

"What about you? Only teach history?" Napoleon asked calmly.

"I'm a professor of herbal medicine."

"Sounds like a match made in heaven," Napoleon sarcastically said, "but herbal medicine is a bunch of weeds if it is not used by people."

She swallowed it and Severus called her nursery a "garden" and the Muggle reduced it to a weed.

"Spend your money hard, Georgiana. Since you want to have a pheasant feast, you must do it the best. I will send someone tomorrow."

"Why not today?"

"I'm newly married today." He said confidently.

"Where's the chocolate? I want more." She reached out to him.

He took one from his uniform pocket, but instead of giving it to her, he put the candy in his mouth.

Then he pointed shamelessly at his own mouth.

"Eat it yourself." She stomped her feet and turned around, and was dragged back before taking two steps.

This time the chocolate was liqueur-flavored and had an intoxicating taste.

"How about we go to the bathroom?" He groped her lips. "My Cleopatra."

"Her two men, Caesar and Anthony, didn't end well. Do you want to be them?"

His eyes were clearer, and he had better self-control than Severus, or maybe it was because he didn't have a living body.

"General, don't force your soldiers to kill me." Georgiana pleaded, "They need a sober leader."

"Now I know why that man worked so hard for you." Napoleon was completely awake, but shook his head with a wry smile, then he let go of Georgiana's hand and went back to work.

"You are really skilled." Caroline Lestrange walked out of the palace. "I heard that it is because of you that we can pardon you."

"Shouldn't you kill me?" Pomona said indifferently, "I should be considered a dangerous creature."

"That's why the patriarch sent me, a woman, not a man." Caroline smiled triumphantly. "I'm afraid there are not many men in this world who can escape your control."

"I didn't want to control them," Pomona said.

"I see that you seem to be short of a housekeeper here. How about I introduce a few people to you?" Caroline said, "Or do you want the Leon Kull family to introduce you?"

"Are you planning to start fighting now?" Pomona said helplessly, "We are standing on quicksand now."

"Sweetheart, if you feel unsafe, you should give the guards a little more favor, so that they won't be bought by outsiders." Caroline smiled. "This is a rule of thumb."

"How much does he pay me a month for living?" asked Georgiana.

"500,000 francs." Caroline said as if she knew everything. "Don't worry, Josephine's living expenses are more than yours."

Pomona remembered Mr. Jenner's phrase "really generous". The French treasury only has 670,000 francs. With so much personal assets, it's no wonder that he is so hated by members of parliament.

"Do you like silk dresses?" Georgiana asked Caroline. "It's a way to support the revival of the national industry."

"Hahaha." Caroline covered her face with a fan and laughed, "I finally know why they like you so much."

"Do you have a favorite designer?"

"I don't lead the trend. I'm a witch. Hiding my identity is the most important thing." Carolan said with a smile, "I advise you to do the same."

"I know." Georgiana smiled, "Because I'm a witch, too."

She lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing her shackles.

"You know I won't untie it for you." Caroline looked away and looked into Georgiana's eyes. "This is the king's order."

"He's not a king."

"It's hard to say, you know, man." Caroline pursed her lips, fanning herself with a small fan, "Who does Your Excellency Bonaparte plan to designate as his successor?"

"It's not my child anyway." She said lightly, "How about some snacks?"

"Should I call Mrs. Leon Kuhl?" Caroline asked.

"I'm just serving tea," Georgiana said to Coraline, smiling, and left the garden.