Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 1200 Dead Nevertelltale (Part 2)

  As the night darkened, the thick fog blowing on the Seine became thicker and thicker.

  Now in the Tuileries Garden, there are not only the shadow of the army tent, but also the loud voices and crisp horseshoes, as if time has returned to the 18th century.

  "What are those outside?" Gong Saiyi asked Prince Eugene, "Is it a ghost or a phantom?"

   "They are waiting to cross the river." Eugene said.

  "The river? The Seine?" Gonsey asked.

   "No, do you know which river I am talking about? Wizard?" Eugene asked Severus.

   "It's obvious, isn't it?" Severus smirked. "They are going to cross the Styx."

   "Wait, shouldn't Styx be in the underworld?" Gonsai asked, "Why did it appear in the Louvre?"

  "Did you see anything strange on the way here?" Eugen asked.

   "Does the phantom in the pool around the glass pyramid count?" Severus asked.

   "Now, you know where the river comes from." Eugene said, and then led the two to an exhibition hall full of tomb paintings.

  The environment in Egypt is dry, the murals can be preserved intact, and many of them are still bright.

  Although there are not many security personnel in the Louvre, there are still people working in it after nightfall, such as those working in the underground laboratory.

  But the people who appear in this pavilion at this moment will not be the staff of the Louvre.

  He was wearing a black robe with a hood, and he looked both grand and ghost.

   "I didn't expect to meet you here again, Mr. Smith." Lyle Meyer smiled and said, "Why are you also in France?"

   "Coincidence." Severus said coldly, "What brought you here?"

   "The first full moon and summer solstice will happen at the same time after the millennium, of course I want to come and see." Lyle said.

   "Egyptians don't use the AD chronology." Severus said.

   "You know what I'm talking about." Lyle smiled deeply. "I just saw an unfinished chess game. Was that you played it?"

   "What? Do you want to do it too?"

"The inhabitants of another world can only play chess with living people. I can no longer be regarded as a completely living person." Lyle looked at Prince Eugene and said, "Just like this one next to you, he can't be regarded as a completely dead person. This kind of situation in the middle is actually very bad, but who says this is our destiny?"

  Severus looked at Eugene.

   "I didn't say that a living ghost is exactly the same as a living person." Eugene smiled slyly, "You think so."

   "You told me so easily to get me hooked?" Severus said in surprise.

   "There are always people who can't stand her temptation, and they don't want to go down, and she turns into a living ghost." Eugene said softly, "Those people outside are all."

   "They want to keep going?" Severus said.

   "I don't understand, are the living ghosts different from those pearly white ghosts?" Gong Saiyi asked.

   "I think this high priest can answer your question." Eugène looked at Lyle and said, "After all, I'm just a soldier."

  "Are you?" Lyle Meyer asked hesitantly.

  "Prince Eugene de Boarnet." Severus introduced the two "people". "This is the sacrifice of the **** of death. He may be 500 years old."

  "What do you want to express? When he is old, do I have to bow to him?" Eugene smiled contemptuously. "When I was alive, many servants who were older than me bowed to me."

   "What you just mentioned is the problem of the underworld." Lyle said to Severus, "Who should salute to whom."

   "So we have to discuss this now?" Severus asked two "people".

   "I don't think this is necessary." Lyle bowed humbly to Eugene.

  "Answer their questions." Eugene said impatiently.

  "The ghost of pearl white can't feel anything." Lyle slowly got up, and said in a hoarse voice, "Although living ghosts feel like living people, they can't enjoy it."

   "What do you mean?" Severus asked.

"They can feel the pain, but the wound does not bleed, they can taste the taste of food, but they can't draw strength from it, they can feel anger, but they can't feel the blood flowing in the blood vessels and heart, just like climbing a peak. To the top..."

   "It's just not addictive." Eugene stopped Lyle from continuing. "It's really long-winded."

   Lyle smiled humbly, with a good temper.

   "I didn't expect such a day." Severus said to Lyle, "I'm glad to meet you, sacrifice."

  "May I know what you gambled on playing chess with a resident of another world?" Lyle asked.

   "No." Severus said directly.

   "Then, I wish you luck." Lyle said politely.

  So Severus and Gong Saiyi left the exhibition hall with Eugene.

   "It seems that we won't be alone tonight." Gonsey whispered beside Severus, "How did you know the **** of death sacrifice just now?"

   "That will be a long story, how long will we have?" Severus asked Eugene.

   "There was one there just now, but your'friend' was there, we had to skip it and find the next one." Eugen said.

  "Where shall we go now?" Gonsai asked.

   "Go to the roof." Eugene said.

  "Why is there a crocodile on the roof of the Louvre?" Gonsey asked.

   "Rome was not built in a day, and the Louvre is the same. A worker planned to steal a lapis lazuli sculpture, but it fell into a certain place." Eugene replied.

  "Why would he choose a lapis lazuli sculpture in the shape of a crocodile?" Gong Saiyi asked.

   "Why would the thief choose the Mona Lisa?" Eugene asked.

  So Gong Saiyi stopped asking.

   "Can you Apparate?" Severus asked Gonsey.

  Gonsei stopped.

   "Strange, why can't it?" Gong Saiyi said in panic.

   "It seems that this is also one of the ‘rules’." Severus exclaimed, "They want us to fight like Muggles."

   "I don't understand, why is this?" Gonsai asked.

"In the Middle Ages, the common people launched a duel against the nobles. The nobles could ride horses and take swords and wear armor. But if the nobles launched a duel against the common people, they could only wear shirts. In my father's time, the duels would wear the same clothes and hold the same clothes. All of these weapons are for fairness." Eugene said, "As long as the sacrifice is right, ordinary people can also borrow power, and that dagger is not something you wizards can have."

   "Fairness? You said it was for fairness?" Gonsai said excitedly.

   "The Muggles nowadays don't exercise their martial arts like they did in their time. I have to say that it is true. Which warrior would want to fight a wizard?"

   "It's strange that you are a wizard who can fight melee? Where did you learn it?" Eugene asked.

   "That's another long story." Severus grinned and gritted his teeth. "It's a pity, I haven't used it on that silly deer once after I learned it."

  "What about his son?" Eugene asked maliciously.

   Severus did not answer, his face was gloomy, as if his thoughts had been immersed in some unpleasant memory.

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  Only one year has passed from 1799 to 1800, but the era of mankind has transitioned from the 18th century to the 19th century.

  The minuet originated from France, and it was once a dance popular in European courts like waltz. However, with the French Revolution and the rapid spread of waltz in the social world, minuet was gradually replaced by waltz originated in Germany. Josephine learned this "new" dance step from her young dance teacher.

  Waltz requires two people to hug each other in pairs and spin on the dance floor. One can imagine how much Napoleon hated this kind of dance.

  When the music of waltz was played in the court of Vienna, the court of France still maintained the minuet dance advocated by Louis XIV. During the romantic period, waltz became the favorite dance of young people in the social season, and only "boring old people" would dance minuet.

As soon as the first ruling appeared, the people dancing waltz on the dance floor stopped and the music stopped. There was dead silence on the lively occasion. The young people who bowed and bowed did not have any smiles on their faces. They were like rebellious. The boy of the period hates the autocratic elders as much as the first ruling.

   "Do you want to dance with me? Goddess?" Pomona yawned listlessly at the vision in front of her.

   "I want to dance the waltz." Hattor said sadly, her tone almost like the bitter woman who bit her handkerchief jealously.

   "You want to dance waltz with your lion." Pomona pierced her without conscience. "You know he will never dance waltz."

   "I know, so this is what's interesting." Hathor said with bright eyes.

  Pomona looked at her with weird eyes.

   "Don't you let your lover do what he doesn't want to do?" Hathor asked.

   "I cherish life very much."

   "Coward."

  Pomona looked at Napoleon, who was "socializing" with people on the dance floor, and suddenly felt that he was lonely.

  Many biographies say that he does not need friendship, family affection and love, because he is a person who is born with a lack of affection.

But Pomona remembered the biography of Napoleon that Severus showed her. When Napoleon arrived at the military academy when he was ten years old, he built a "fortress" for himself to prevent anyone from approaching him. Whoever breaks into his "territory" Will be driven out by him with a wooden stick.

  It is not so much control desire and possessive desire as it is a kind of "defense", which is a way of adapting to the new environment, which is different from "combination".

   "I'm not easy to mess with, don't you guys come to mess with me".

  It might be what he meant to express.

  Even people like Voldemort could be spotted by her. Pomona sighed and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

  She is indeed a coward, and all her courage has been exhausted in one person.

   Like Tobias and Severus, he was a beast that got into the crowd, and was beaten to the head. But since he chose God, he hopes that with God's company, this Corsican who was named the Lion in the Wild by the priest can rest in peace.

  This is his destiny, not something he can change without wanting to admit his fate.

  Erasmus's phrase "I hope that fate will give me freedom, just as nature gave me" is just a good wish. It is a "tale" that people who read too much and are stupid will come up with.

  (End of this chapter)