Harry Potter Morning Light

"They're using the French," said a drunken, loud English general in Georgiana's "sitting room" in Sevres. Insufficient control, he placed his officers among the French, so that the opposition could be crushed by the whites."

Georgiana looked at the crumpled map of Santo Domingo on the table. It might have been picked up from some ruins. It was dirty and old, and the words on it were almost unrecognizable.

The person who spoke was General Maitland, who had gone on an expedition to Santo Domingo. Because Dusan Louverture received support from the United States, he was forced to sign a peace treaty with Dusan Louverture and withdraw his troops. I have been idle at home for a few years, and today I was invited out again.

"The Poles refused to participate in the suppression." The Earl of Malmesbury said at the moment, "They did not mutiny, they just refused to carry out the orders of the commander of the expeditionary force."

"Did you tell him?" Georgiana asked.

The Earl of Malmesbury did not answer her question, and seemed to acquiesce.

"So what exactly do they want?" she asked, her voice raised.

"Same as Americans, independent." General Maitland spat.

"Watch your words and deeds." The Earl of Malmesbury warned General Maitland.

"This is your true intention." Georgiana laughed. "Sharing information?"

"We have a common enemy," said the Earl of Malmesbury, smiling.

"who?"

"No, it's slavery. We can sign trade contracts with all countries that prohibit slave trade."

Georgiana suddenly discovered a problem. The Saracens still allowed slavery, and the Mamluks were all slaves.

France's iron and steel industry is fragmented and not as large-scale as the United Kingdom. Under the premise that the sugar and steel fields are profitable, the interests of the textile industry are abandoned.

Napoleon Bonaparte is as lovely as an angel in the eyes of the British steel baron at the moment.

"If he loses this war..."

"The vast majority of the dead are Swiss, as well as Poles. There are only a small number of French. The loss of France is not big." You can give them a place to stay, just like Malta."

"He won't agree." Georgiana rubbed her forehead.

"Do you know the background of Baring Brothers?" asked the Earl of Malmesbury. "Its founder was Francis, Duke of Baring of England."

"You still want to lend him a loan?"

"It depends on how he uses it," said the Earl of Malmesbury. "We don't want him to continue waging war in Europe."

Georgiana didn't speak. She looked down at the map. War is the place where military merit can be accumulated the most. Those officers of Toussaint Luqueville who were placed in the French army were promoted very quickly, after all, they were locals.

Similarly, French military officers also need wars to make money and improve their military ranks. Prussia will definitely fight. They have endured until now because the domestic situation is chaotic. After the comprehensive peace is really achieved, they will go out again.

"Have you ever had contact with Creoles who took refuge in France?" General Maitland asked.

"No."

"After the French made the slaves of Santo Domingo free, they began to slaughter the local white people. These survivors fled to other countries to escape their revenge. Maybe you can listen to their evaluation."

Georgiana had nothing to say.

So what if she's a wizard? It was also used by this group of Muggles. Muggles and wizards are equal in intelligence, and there is no one who gives way to the other.

"So your suggestion is to withdraw the troops now?"

"It is to withdraw to Barbados. Lisbon will become a free port in the future, and Portugal will be willing." Earl Mullsbury said, "We can add an additional condition that only French and Portuguese ships are allowed to enter and leave Lisbon, as long as..."

"Malta." Georgiana interrupted Earl Mullesbury, "Why are you all so impatient."

"What do you suggest?" asked the Earl of Musbury.

"During the marriage vows, you both swear to love a woman forever, no matter you are poor or rich, but how far away is forever, maybe you will have a lover in the next year." Georgiana smiled and said, "First, the three mentioned in the peace agreement Renew the contract when the year expires."

The Earl of Mullsbury thought for a while, then shrugged, "About the compensation from the Duke of Orange..."

"France didn't occupy Ceylon, why should it lose money?"

"He wanted India, and Cornwallis went to India after the peace talks were signed."

"He's luckier than me." General Maitland gritted his teeth and said, "After signing the instrument of surrender, he can still be so beautiful."

She doesn't want to hear these annoying things anymore.

"Toussaint Lukeville still has some capable generals," said Earl Mullesbury. "You can persuade the French to support them."

"I see." Georgiana said wearily. "Is there anything else?"

"I actually want to make friends with you, but I think the First Consul doesn't like to see other men appearing around you." The Earl of Musbury smiled and said, "You have seen two properties recently, what is that for?" use?"

"School," Georgiana said.

"Not for other purposes?"

Georgiana shook her head.

Napoleon would have kept Toussaint Luqueville out of his sight so he would not be allowed to stay in Paris.

She's meddling again.

"It's time for us to go back." Earl Mullsbury said, "If you need to consult anything, you can come to me at any time."

"Where is Lord Henry Petty?"

"He is visiting Paris with Lord Bloom, as if they want to go to all the opera houses in Paris one by one." Earl Musbury said with a smile, "Lord Bloom also got the nickname 'Captain Nightingale'."

Georgiana asked Matilda to send them off.

She suddenly understood why that kiss felt disgusting.

Maybe Bonaparte didn't really want her back so much, but the situation forced him to need information from the British five thousand miles away.

This is why pure young girls are attracted to men like him, they are like "resorts", where you can relax and not have to think about those troubles.

She felt extremely bored and was about to go out for a walk, but she met Mrs. Montesquieu who was also worried in the hall.

"Dermid uncooperative?" Georgiana asked.

"He never opens his mouth," said Madame de Montesquieu. "I don't even know what happened to him."

This is the style of the Bonaparte family. They don't guess women's thoughts, but let women guess theirs, and then speak according to their thoughts.

"Do you need help?"

"Please ask me what he doesn't understand." Madame Montesquieu said seriously, reminding Georgiana of Minerva, a witch who loves Quidditch.

"I will," said Georgiana dryly. "Anything else?"

"I want to go out for a walk, do you want to go out?"

"Let's go." She said immediately, and left the little house full of broken flowers, taking Mrs. Montesquieu's arm.