Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 1008 A Long Road

  Mills met an "acquaintance" downstairs in Anthony's studio.

  This is not because the two of them knew each other. It was often seen in the media during the recent period. Although she had disguised herself, he still recognized her.

  Reagan worked as a young actor in Hollywood when he was young. During this period, he spent the Spring Festival with more than 50 Hollywood actresses, including Marilyn Monroe, Joan Brandel and Lana Turner.

  But these were before he was elected president, and the rumored heroine in front of him broke out a scandal with a member of Congress, but both parties did not admit it, and even said that the media fabricated false news.

  Mills looked at her back, then looked up at the window of Anthony's office, as if he understood something.

  He took the elevator up silently, greeted Anthony's personal assistant, and entered the consulting room. There was still a strong perfume smell, which was the same scent used by the actress just now.

   "How was your sleep last night, doctor?" Mills took out another nicotine gum and threw it in his mouth to chew.

   "Not bad." Anthony said while organizing his files.

   "You didn't stay up late?"

   "Why do I stay up late?"

   "You know, Angela Warren's body..."

   "I didn't dissect her." Anthony said flatly, "I buried another girl, as if to say that the weather is really good today."

   "What?" Mills' eyes widened in surprise.

"I mentioned some of her DNA samples and found a private laboratory for testing, but I didn't dissect her." Anthony looked up at Mills. "I used CT to scan her whole body. The times are advancing. I don't need to and It's the same as a doctor in the Middle Ages."

   "Well, what's the result?"

   "In general, she is no different from a normal person. However, she has six **, which may be a rare phenomenon of reversion." Dr. Anthony said conservatively, "or that her deformation is incomplete."

   "Because she became a cat?"

  "Mammals have **, cats have three to four pairs, and humans have only one pair. She is not the only one who has this kind of reversion, and it is not certain that she has really become a cat and leopard."

  Mills spread his hand.

  "How is the investigation of Mandala Hotel?" Anthony asked.

   "Not bad." Mills said perfunctorily, "I met a woman, and she said that ghosts haunt me."

   "Then what do you think?"

   "I slept very well yesterday, I didn't even have a dream."

   "I mean the woman, what do you think?"

   "What else? I don't know her."

   "You know, I will help you keep a secret, you can talk to me about your true feelings."

   "You want to talk about Freud's thing again." Mills rolled his eyes. "But I really don't feel that way. I'm a human, not an animal!"

   "Then what are you doing to me today?"

  "How is your investigation? Stop by for breakfast. Do you have anything to eat here?"

  Anthony stared at Mills for a long while.

   "Do you want to eat in the consulting room?"

   "Do you have mind reading skills?"

  Anthony shook his head, put the portfolio in the drawer of the desk, and then went to his living area.

As he left, Mills immediately ran to the desk and flipped through the file just now. It turned out to be a record of psychotherapy. He quickly read the ten lines at a glance. It didn't take long to hear Anthony's footsteps. He immediately restored the file to its original shape. Appreciate this room as if nothing happened.

   "Sausage scrambled eggs with freshly squeezed juice." Anthony put the food on the desk.

   "You didn't cook dark dishes this time?" Mills said in surprise.

   "I use blood sausage."

   "I take back the foreword, you are such an evil cook!"

  "The British call this blood sausage black pudding. Give it a try. It's delicious."

  Mills looked at the delicious food on a white porcelain plate that made one's index finger move.

   "No, thanks." Mills shook his head.

  "Do you not want to, or is this a commandment of Jehovah?"

   "I don't like these dishes you made, did you deliberately?"

  Anthony smiled.

   "Are you fixing me?"

   "I think this is a joke."

   "But I don't find it funny."

"you can tell me."

   "I told you, will you cook the normal order?"

   "As I said before, cruelty is a gift from human beings. Do you know how French foie gras is made?"

   "Do you find it funny because you tortured me?"

"Just like the Seven Deadly Sins and other serial killers, the process of torture can bring joy to them, so they never get tired of it." Anthony took the fork and ate the plate of scrambled eggs. "They won't stop, only Death and prison can stop them."

  "Do you want to join the FBI?"

  "I prefer consultants. I am not suitable for organizing life."

  Mills hesitated, staring at Anthony and asked, "Doctor, if there is a shortcut and a tortuous road in front of you, which one would you choose?"

  Anthony also stared at Mills.

  "A shortcut will make you achieve your goal quickly, but it will make you lose something. Although the tortuous road is difficult, you will eventually get what you want. Which one would you choose?"

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  Joseph was lying on the bed in the monastery, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

  The prince’s monastery is deep in the mountains, there is really no entertainment, there seems to be no other choice other than getting up early.

  But he still sat up, walked to the desk, lit the candle, and began to read the notes Baducci had given him.

  Richard's case is impressive, but it can only coax those who don't understand, and it is easy to see through in the eyes of knowledgeable people.

  The devil really exists, and it is not the kind he has encountered before. Next time I go to Albania, if he is still like this, he will definitely die in Baduch’s words.

  Montenegro was originally a neighboring country of Albania. He does not have much time. He must improve his strength as soon as possible in a short period of time.

  Although fate is always rude to him, time will not stop because of his bad luck.

  The most important thing in life is not ability, but opportunity, but if the opportunity comes and lack of ability, the opportunity will also slip away.

In Baduch’s notes, he depicts the shape of the pillars once built by "Simon the Pillar". Legend has it that Simon of Syria lived on the top of the pillar for 30 years. Longer than one, his last pillar was sixty feet tall, and the top of the pillar was only four feet square. From the fifth to the twelfth centuries, there were many pillared saints in Syria.

  This kind of monasticism was very common in the Middle Ages, but Joseph did not really want to practice in this way.

The monastery is called a monastery because of Antony of Thebes. At that time, many people imitated him. A large group of people lived in a large house and gradually evolved into a monastery. Each monk in the monastery had his own small room. Like the one where Joseph lives now.

   "No one saw it anyway." Joseph muttered, and began to pose as in the notes...

  　 Monasticism was very popular in the Middle Ages. Benedictine will coordinate the gap between the monastery and the church, and the use of clocks and watches is indispensable.

  (End of this chapter)