Harry Potter Morning Light

If Kant's theory is like the law of gravitation, or 1+1=2, then he once said: "Moral people are often unhappy, and happy people are often immoral", is this sentence also a priori? ?

Georgiana put the pamphlet Metternich had given her in the bottom of the box and closed the lid.

If they want to rush back to Paris before Christmas, they should indeed start. Others go home for Christmas, where will she go for Christmas?

She sighed that Albus had chosen to be the Headmaster so he could be with the children. In fact, she can also go to the shelter in Paris to spend Christmas with orphans and widows, but in this way she has to prepare a lot of gifts, and the gifts brought back from abroad always make people feel extra novel and happy.

It's just that she has to be extra careful when passing through Soissons Forest and Brabantine. She was already wearing the priceless "Mughal Diamond". It would be troublesome to run with too much baggage, just throw it away, are these gifts for children or robbers?

She turned out the horsehair helmet prepared for Xiao Lian again.

"Boom boom boom."

There was a knock on her bedroom door.

"Please come in."

No sooner had she said this than the door opened and Bonaparte entered.

"What did you take it out for?"

"I'm thinking about whether it's suitable or not." She put down the helmet, and then took out a children's hunting suit.

Finally, Bertin solved the problem of the boots, and they were ready for Xiao Lian, with gorgeous French embroidery on them.

It's like wearing it for a doll, she doesn't like it very much.

Then he sat down across from her.

"What are you doing?" she asked with a smile.

"What are you doing?" he asked with a smile.

It was another knock on the door, and it was so polite, so deliberate and obvious.

But she didn't say it, and he made her feel a lot better.

He took the helmet from her hand.

"Levi claims to be of Celtic descent." He said, looking at his helmet. "Once, a huge Gaul walked into the camp of the Roman army and challenged anyone who dared to fight him alone. , most of the soldiers were intimidated by his size, but a young tribune named Marcus Valerius accepted the challenge. Just as the battle was about to begin, a raven landed on Valerius' On the helmet, when the two came into attacking range, the raven flew up and struck the Gaul with its wings, and tore his eyes with its claws. Marcus took this opportunity to kill the Gaul, The raven flew away at this time, because it was believed to be a messenger sent by the gods. The Celts in the Romans decorated their iron helmets with crows. When the wearer pulled down the mask, the hinges in the helmet would pull the crows. Wings, let it spread, like the Roman tribunes."

"Is this Livy's Roman history?" Georgiana asked.

He didn't answer, put the helmet aside, and grabbed her hand with both hands.

"Tell me what you want?"

She felt that he was making a big deal out of a molehill. Whether he said it or not, she would erase Mamluk's memory, which was also stipulated by the International Law of Secrecy.

Plato shaped his own Utopia, and so did Kant. In his presupposed world, people will distribute happiness according to a person's moral level. The higher a person's moral level is, the more happiness he enjoys. This is nothing more than the fact that everything in heaven after death has been moved to the real world. To persevere requires a "transcendent" ideal as the basis.

When Prussia and Britain signed the "Whitehall Agreement" in 1750, which angered France and caused Europe to fall into the Seven Years War, the wizards issued a law, not only the residence of the wizard, but also the magical animals around their residence. stand up. That means a Muggle-vs-Muggle war, wizards live wizards, and while Britain is in the middle of a goblin rebellion, wizards in other countries are doing just fine, and Aberdeen and Rome host a race.

It's just that the game ended in disaster. The wizards fought in the Colosseum, attracting the attention of the Muggles, and they restored the "ruins" to their ruins before the Muggles arrived.

After the goblin rebellion, there was a werewolf rebellion in England, and the end of the Muggle Seven Years' War didn't stop.

If everyone is unlucky, no one will feel that there is nothing wrong. If you are happy and I am not happy, it will make people feel unbalanced, let alone people who have no morals in the first place, they will definitely take actions to make themselves less unfortunate. He will not abide by the so-called rules and willingly accept such an "unjust arrangement".

"What do you think of Rouen and Lyon?" asked Bonaparte.

"It's very lively." She said honestly.

"Did you see the clergy in Lyons?"

Georgiana shook her head.

"Josephine met many local nobles."

"Are you blaming me?" Georgiana teased.

"The people from the chamber of commerce are on your side. The bankers in Paris are not willing to invest in the textile industry, especially the textile industry in Normandy. Their senior officials are still planning to restore the 1789 trade treaty. He even had a fight with me."

Georgiana didn't answer.

She originally thought so, high tariffs would cause smuggling, but she forgot that the French Revolution was also caused by the dumping of British goods caused by the 1789 trade treaty, which bankrupted many French textile industries.

William Pitt Jr.'s reforms to tea brought down the price of tea, reduced smuggling, and increased taxes. This does not mean that other products will have the same effect.

"When Shapthal introduced him to me, he also told me that he was a thoughtful person, what do you think?"

"Probably because of regionalism," Georgiana said. "He's representing local interests."

"Perier talked to the factory owners. They don't like the cotton textile industry that is restricted by the British everywhere. Normandy is actually very suitable for growing flax."

She froze for a moment.

"I issued a reward order, offering a reward of 1 million francs for the collection of flax spinning machines. The reward for this reward will definitely be given, and it will not be like Lu Brand."

She still didn't speak.

"Why don't you speak for the English?" asked Bonaparte.

"You told me just now that you can make a request, and I've thought about it now."

He pretended to be listening.

"Let the Belgians be like the French in that if you get married you don't have to be drafted."

He couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy.

"What you see is long-term benefits, but some people in the UK only see short-term benefits. Let children work as workers instead of let them go to school. This is a waste of money, but you are reserving talents for France."

"When did you learn to be flattering?"

"I have a student who almost went to Eton," she said softly. "If there is a war, he will go to the battlefield. Like the nobles in Prussia, there are some aspects of England that rely on officers to lead by example, but he is not suitable for the long-term." A man who stays in the war, his grandfather wants him to go to military school, but he himself reads the philosophy department of Cambridge."

"Is he a coward?" he asked.

"In fact, he is like the Roman tribune you just mentioned. He dared to face the giant alone. He did not lack courage."

She was at a loss for words here, but Bonaparte listened quietly.

"I don't want him to engage in unwise wars. The biggest obstacle to success is constant success. People think they can do anything. Remember the wizard I mentioned who wanted to rule the world with magic? He was also a genius at magic , that swelled his ambition and planned to expose the magical world, can you imagine what kind of consequences it will bring?"

"I need not imagine," said Bonaparte.

"What?"

He didn't want to say any more and stood up.

"Let's go, accompany me to the garden."

She stood up.

"Do you know how many people think it's a great honor to fight me?" said Bonaparte before she could get back on her feet.

"What?"

He smiled ambiguously, turned around and left a short back.