Harry Potter Morning Light

Peeves is considered to be a mischievous elf. He is not a living person who has changed after death. He is generally considered to have no physical shape. He can move objects, knock on doors and make noise.

But he was actually a human being, and in a Hogwarts history he was badly wounded, warned everyone that the giant was coming, but no one listened to him, and then he died in full view, when his When the ghost left the body, everyone realized that he was not joking. He was still pearly white at that time.

At least as long as Georgiana was alive, Peeves had become colored and visible.

Peeves feeds on the moods of teenagers who want to hang out and be mischievous. In other words, human ghosts can also transform into "non-beings", but they are not traditionally beyond life and death, because they have lived.

There was only one Peeves at Hogwarts, but there was only one living person, Georgiana, and possibly Severus, if he came to find her.

At least these Muggle non-beings won't be flying like Peeves and popping cannons out of nowhere to bomb the school.

This could be her new subject, if he didn't exist.

When she returned to the hotel, Bonaparte was sitting by the fireplace reading a book, which happened to be "Nico Polo's Travels". He seemed to have seen something interesting, with a smile on his face, and, He didn't look up, as if he didn't notice that Georgiana was back.

Ron was beaten when he returned to Hermione, who, unlike the heroines in other legendary stories, swooped down to give him a hug.

Now Georgiana also wants to deal with him in the same way as Madame de Chatel, but as the current head of France, the French Ministry of Magic will definitely protect his personal safety, just like the British Ministry of Magic protects the prime minister and the king.

"What do you want to say?" He put down the book and looked at her.

You are a bastard!

She cursed in her heart, but calmly picked up the water glass, a spring of clear water filled the glass, and then drank it with a gurgling gulp.

He came over and took the cup from her hand from behind.

"The 'French Crow' promised to return the castle to you?" he asked knowingly.

"On what terms did you promise him?" asked Georgiana.

"What's my reward?" He asked close to her ear.

She said nothing.

Then he collected the "reward" himself.

"Can you take me for him?"

"You're not him." She said stiffly. "It's not fair."

"Do you think those scavengers can get a fair trial in that castle?" He said calmly, "I heard that the wizard court only hears wizard cases, and there may be 'non-magic people' among those people."

"You want the secular court involved?"

He held her head and made her look into his aggressive eyes.

"Why can't you forget him?"

Georgiana had a hunch that if she mentioned Puyue again at this time, she would die.

"You're a married man, Leon."

The fierce light in his eyes disappeared.

"He saved my life and took care of me when I was sick. I know Nelson didn't go back to his wife because of it, but I'm not like him. Just like you, you also remember Josephine's kindness to you. .” She said wearily, “I will also remember how kind he was to me.”

He loosened his grip on her neck.

Then he sank himself back into the chair he was sitting in, looking like an ill-bred lieutenant.

She went to the hearth, and knelt down, lying on his knees, and looked at the burning fire.

"I wish I could be a cat," she muttered. "I could do nothing and have food and a warm bed."

"That's a cat with a family, stray cats don't get this kind of treatment." He said with a smile, stroking her hair with his hand, as if smoothing the cat's fur. "Do you remember what it was like to be a stray?"

She felt that this was a threat, and if she dared to disobey, she would be driven out to continue wandering.

"Did you know that Rousseau also had cats?" she purred. "He said to Hodge, who loves dogs, that cats don't like despotic masters, because cats love freedom and will never be slaves and will not be as low as other animals." Eyebrows are pleasing to the eye, all I think about is how to please the master."

"I'll investigate this before replying to you." He said coldly.

"I heard that Josephine's dog bit you on the wedding night. Is it true?" She teased, "What a good dog who is loyal to his master."

He did not immediately fight back.

"Can I ask you a question?" he asked after a while.

"go ahead."

"Are you doing all this for me?"

She looked up at him.

"Do you care about me?" he asked again.

"You're asking more than a question," she said.

"So your answer is still 'no'?" he asked.

"Don't talk like that," she said.

"What do you mean?" he asked back.

She didn't say it, because he looked a little pitiful at this moment.

"Your first question, my answer is fate. There is a madman who intends to destroy the city. I don't think it's rational."

"And the second question?" he pressed.

"Is it because I mentioned your wedding night?" she asked with a smile.

He was clearly angry like a child.

"Have you got candy on you?"

He looked at her in bewilderment.

"I want candy." She ordered dryly.

"There are oranges, do you want to eat them?" He also asked bluntly.

"Can."

So he reached out and grabbed the oranges in a fruit basket not far away, and put them in front of her.

"Peel, feed me." She said critically.

Holding back his anger, he peeled the orange, and then put a piece of orange in her mouth, she opened her mouth and ate the orange.

He quietly watched her chew, as if he suddenly discovered something interesting, then he broke another piece of orange and put it near her mouth, and she opened her mouth again to eat it.

"Come up." After feeding an orange, he ordered like a pet.

She was really obedient and sat on his lap.

"Do you know why witches always keep cats?" She pinched his ancient Greek nose.

"I don't know, tell me." He asked with a smile pretending to be confused.

"Everyone who goes to a magic school must have a pet. My first pet is a tortoise. I don't need to take special care of it, and its lifespan is very long, even longer than mine. I don't have to worry about it. Dead sad, then I put it in the school lounge, like everyone else's pet, and one day it disappeared, I had a student, he had a toad as a pet, but it kept getting lost, in fact I It’s not that I really want a pet, but the school requires me to bring one, so I only brought one, so the turtle ran away, and I didn’t particularly look for it.”

"I still don't get it." He asked confusedly, "What are you talking about?"

"Why do witches have to keep cats? Why can't they keep something else? Are all women who keep cats witches?" she asked again.

"Are you complaining to me about the persecution of cats and witches?" he asked with a "skeletal brow".

"Why am I saying that at this time?" she asked rhetorically.

"Sometimes, I really think you're crazy." He said seriously.

She smiled triumphantly and kissed him.

"Get up." She pulled him to stand up.

"What are you going to do?" He said helplessly.

"Trick or treat."

"I gave candy just now."

"Maybe because I'm a 'trick or treat' and you gave me candy and I'm still going to be trick or treat." She walked to the edge of the bed and sat down "The ring Severus gave me also had the inscription, 'n a u g h t y', you know the word What means?"

He didn't speak for a long time.

"What are you thinking?" she asked.

"Is he the madman you speak of who is going to destroy Paris?"

Georgiana did not answer.

"As a diplomatic envoy, when the prince asked for a pocket watch from Macartney, he should give it to the prince, but because the pocket watch has special meaning to him, Macartney refused." He rubbed his hands and said, "It cannot be taken away." other people's love."

"I warned you." She said easily, "You told me you regretted it."

"When did you say that?" said the guy with an excellent memory who would never forget once he met.

She pouted, too lazy to answer.

"Don't tell me to return the booty next time, I won't return it." He said indifferently, "Unless they step over the corpses of 100,000 people."

She smiled contemptuously.

"What do you want to say?"

robber.

She spoke but didn't say it.

"That's what you said to Louis XVIII last time."

"That's different." He looked at the fire in the fireplace and said, "If someone can beat me, he can take you away, but some things, even if I die, someone else will put it on top, like a military flag , will never fall."

She was so angry that she wanted to punch him.

"Is this why I told you last time that someone harassed me but you didn't show up?" She said sharply, "I'm not worth your life to defend?"

"A woman sues, and I'll stand up for her right away, what do you think I look like?" He teased, "I thought you could measure it."

What to measure? Is there a difference between men fighting and women fighting?

The strange thing is that she suddenly calmed down.

"Got it?" He asked again.

"You are only in your 30s." She complained, "When others are in their 30s, they still fight for the limelight."

"So I'm old." He slumped in his chair and smiled. "Did we look like old guys who were warming up with a cat by the fire just now?"

She stuck her tongue out at him.

"Is your matter settled?" he asked again.

"Yes," she said, "we can go tomorrow."

"Wait until the city hall completes the formalities and signs before leaving."

"Oh~ You don't need to find a guardian for me this time, you signed for me?" She sarcastically.

"Of course," said Bonaparte.

"Who?" She boasted.

"Who gave you the earrings?" he said with a smile.

Georgiana opened her mouth and eyes wide in shock.