Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 1206 "The Cape of Good Hope"

Hathor did not take Pomona to see the famous Mona Lisa. She took her to the large painting exhibition hall on the second floor. Many of them have been seen in various books and magazines. , There are various analyses, including "Freedom to Lead the People" in Hall 7.

  Hator took her to the 75th exhibition hall not far away to watch another huge painting.

It seemed to be the scene of a shipwreck. There was a naked man holding a red cloth like the goddess of "Leading the People in Liberty", but the cloth in the hands of the goddess symbolized the French tricolor flag, which looked very bright, and that The cloth in the man's hand is dim.

   "This painting is called the Raft of Medusa." Hathor said, "How do you feel?"

  Pomona is hard to describe in words.

  The Freedom Leaders and People I just saw painted with many dead bodies, but she didn't feel the same feeling when she saw the raft of Medusa.

   "Disgusting." Pomona thought for a long time and found a vocabulary.

   "Why?" Hathor asked with a smile while drinking red wine.

"I know the story of this painting. These shipwrecked sailors ate the bodies of dead people because of hunger, right?" Pomona said. "Those who died are people who don't want to eat corpses, but live. They were all eaten to survive."

"You heard what Bonaparte said. As long as the soldiers can survive on their own, the lives of millions of people have nothing to do with them. These sailors are all the French navy. After Bonaparte abdicated, the Bourbon dynasty was restored and was responsible for commanding. The captain of the cruiser Medusa was an aristocrat with only theory and no practical experience. The shipwreck had a great negative impact on the newly restored Bourbon dynasty. They did not believe in the original officers in the army and suspected that they were still against Poland. Napa had feelings, so he forced them to retire, suffering from royalist nobles. The captain and some senior officials escaped in a lifeboat. The remaining 150 passengers were thrown on a raft. Only 15 people survived. It was also July, the same month as the Bastille."

  "Stop talking." Pomona begged in a low voice.

"When food and water are limited, fewer people are a good thing. Everyone who dies, the survivors have more hope, but this is not the most tragic. When the survivors finally returned to the human world However, the captain and senior official were not punished at all. They were only quietly sentenced to demotion and three years in prison by a military court. The survivors continued to appeal but were dismissed from public office. This is the most suffocating thing." Er stared at the painting. “It is said that the painter who painted this painting saw a lot of corpses and also used jaundice patients as models, but he did not use mummy brown. Instead, the "Inside the Kitchen" you just saw used a lot of mummy brown. , That is the beautiful kitchen depicted."

   "Are you torturing me?" Pomona said painfully.

"I remember the first time I went to the Tuileries Palace." Hathor looked at the tragic dead bodies and smiled. "After the war and shelling, it has actually been a little broken, and there are still remaining in the cracks in the floor. The blood that flowed when the noble committed suicide. It was not a suitable place for women to live. He found the best carpenter in Paris and made the place a whole new look. The Corsican has a strong family concept. When I let him make a choice He hesitated for a long time, but he was like an abandoned soldier on the raft at the time. His God did not care for him at this time. You guessed it if his ship was caught in a shipwreck like the Medusa, there will be a foggy moon in the future. Coup and other stories?"

Hathor turned his attention to Pomona. "I gave him smooth sailing, but he still has no faith in his bones like those atheists in Paris. When you went to the Tuileries Palace, you told him that he would be assassinated, but He took it as a dream and didn't pay much attention to it. Later, on Christmas Day, I made him very tired. He fell directly on a recliner and fell asleep. After a while, Josephine came in. He must accompany her to the opera. I can see that he didn’t want to go, but he did it in the end. After getting on the carriage, he fell asleep. I told him in his dream to beware of assassins, but He didn’t want to wake up. The explosives were placed on a water wagon for drinking water, but the bucket was sideways. Of course he couldn’t see these with his eyes closed, but when he woke up, he clearly remembered the car that was almost there. The carriage that killed him, I couldn’t help him, so I was attached to the carriage driver. He was very fast when the carriage passed the corner. It was because of the obstacles that he escaped. ."

   "Did you save his life?" Pomona said in surprise.

"It's not me, do you think it is his **** hat that can bring him luck?" Hartold smiled intentionally. "That fool thought that a hat would give him luck, even if he became the emperor. I don't want to throw away that old hat."

   "What on earth do you want to do?" Pomona asked.

   Hathor did not answer Pomona.

  She put her eyes back on the painting.

"Do you think this painting looks like a triangular pyramid?" Hathor said after a moment, "just like the free leader of the people, stable and full of passionate turbulence, have you seen it there? A boat shadow?"

  Pomona looks in the direction that Hathor is pointing at. The lights will be turned off after the Louvre is closed to prevent the paint on the painting from changing color due to the light.

  It is difficult to find the shadow of a boat with a dim tone in the dim light, but Pomona still saw it.

  It's as unreal as a sea city, but it seems to exist. It represents the possibility of life for those desperate crew members.

   Surrounded by the smell of dead corpses, these corpses not only represent death, they also represent stepping stones, allowing the person standing at the highest point of the pile of corpses to see farther, and then find the ship in the distance.

  It’s just that the stench of the dead body is too unpleasant, more disgusting than the dung mountain that has accumulated for centuries outside the walls of Paris.

Humans are a strange species, always claiming that they like purity, but they love complexity and chaos in their hearts. The Egyptians said that lighting up spices can drive away bad luck. Pomona smelled of spice, just the smell of spice. It didn't smell very good, and it was mixed with foot odor, which made her feel very sick.

She couldn't help holding her nose, looking for the direction of the strange smell, and saw a man in military uniform sitting in an armchair. He took off his boots and sat in an extremely ugly manner. Sitting paralyzed in a chair.

   Riding boots look very handsome, but they are not breathable, and they are very thin and do not keep warm. They will soon be cold in the ice and snow.

  Pomona endured the disgusting feeling and sniffed the spice carefully. She smelled the scent of allspice, which is often put in pumpkin pie.

  Another person appeared in her mind. He also had unbearable hygiene habits. He had greasy black hair that was unwilling to wash frequently.

  He is like the ship in the distance, far away from her, but she still wants to wave the scarf at him to attract his attention.

'I'm here! ’

  She yelled in her heart, she felt as if he had heard it, and looked at her sideways, but maybe because she was wearing the invisibility cloak, he couldn't see her.

   So she put the hood down so that he could look at herself carefully.

   "Who's where!" She heard a man speaking fiercely in French with an accent, and she heard the sound of a firing pin being pressed.

  She was too scared to move.

  At such a close distance, even a wizard would be shot.

  The person in front of him recognized her by the jumping fire in the fireplace, and he put down the gun in his hand.

   "It's you." Napoleon said in a playful tone, "Do you want to come here to ask me for equal rights?"

   "Where is this place?" Pomona asked.

   "My bedroom, how did you sneak in?"

  Pomona walked to the window, and outside the window was a military camp.

   "This is the Tuileries Palace?" she asked Napoleon.

   "No, it's the army camp in Lyon." Napoleon returned to the chair he was sitting in. "What on earth do you want to do?"

   "I told you at the ball just now that there was a prophecy, but I left before I could tell you." Pomona walked up to Napoleon and said solemnly, "Now I will tell you."

   "About what? I'm going to be assassinated again?" Napoleon looked up at her, his eyes seemingly indescribable.

   "Do you remember how the revolution broke out ten years ago?" Pomona asked.

  Napoleon did not answer.

"You said that what motivates people's behavior is fear and interest. When interest overcomes fear, no matter what harsh law is used, the speculators cannot be calmed down. The only solution is to allow prices to settle down. They are unprofitable."

  "Are you saying that food prices are going to rise again?"

   "It will be extremely detrimental to you to remain hostile with Britain, General."

  "Are you a spy sent by the British?" Napoleon asked.

   "No." Pomona sniffed the all-spicy fruity smell mixed with the smell of feet, and felt it was difficult to love this spice anymore. "I just don't want to see more suffering."

   "Sounds like a Virgin Mary." Napoleon smiled sarcastically.

   "I know you like to read the monarchy, but that book is just a good book, can not represent the truth." Pomona said, "Leo is a enthusiastic and cheerful zodiac sign, enthusiasm and cheerfulness can offset your fierce and violent tendencies."

   "Do you think I am a violent man?"

  "Please learn to be compassionate. If you continue to hold on, everyone will suffer."

   "Get out!" Napoleon stood up, pointed at the door and yelled, "Get out of here!"

Pomona left without saying anything. She just looked back at the painting on the fireplace before opening the door. The painting was of a ship, and she couldn't tell whether it was a battleship or an armed one. Merchant ships have guns on them anyway.

'I'm here. ’

  She muttered silently in her heart, and then closed the door.

  After passing through the living room and opening the second door, she found herself in a corridor, and a woman wearing a jeweled treasure was walking over.

  She still had a smile on her face, but when Pomona closed the door and walked out of the room, her smile instantly solidified.

   "You misunderstood, it's not what you think." Pomona explained to Josephine in vain, but Josephine obviously didn't believe a word.

  She looked at Pomona's eyes full of alertness and suspicion.

   "My God." Pomona wailed and left the place quickly.

  She wants to go home now, but where is her home?

  She walked aimlessly in a long corridor with no end, with closed doors on both sides of the corridor.

  She can open any door, but her instinct tells her not to do that.

  Because one of these doors cannot be opened, there will be terrible consequences if it is opened, which she cannot afford.

   didn't know how long she had been away, she heard a fierce quarrel behind one of the doors.

  She stopped and put her ear on the door to eavesdrop, but at this moment the door opened by herself.

  So, she gently opened the door and walked in quietly...

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"Be careful!"

  Eugène yelled at Severus.

  The former principal, who was looking at a daze in one direction, immediately apparated.

  The strange snake from **** didn't bite him. It spit out the letter and made a hissing noise.

   "What are you doing! Frozen on the battlefield!" Eugene yelled at Severus.

   "Do you care about me?" Severus said slickly, extinguishing the sparks on his robe.

   "Don't be sick, we made a bet, if you die, where do I go to collect the bet!" Eugene said with a look of disgust, "Your Stygian water doesn't seem to work, what should I do next?"

  Severus stared at his robe in a daze.

   "What's wrong with you?"

   "I think, I can try something else." Severus said, and found a bottle in the deformed lizard skin pocket.

   "What is this?" Eugene asked. Mamluk's scimitar was very tough, and the blade became sharper after being tempered by the fire snake.

"Phoenix tears, although they are man-made." Severus said and opened the glass bottle. The water floated out of it in a line, connected to the end of Severus' wand, which looked like a bar of water. Made of whip.

  "Does this thing work?" Eugene asked.

   "Try to find out." Severus said, and then he threw the "water whip" out, and the snake from **** immediately let out a ugly whine.

   "It seems to have worked." Severus said happily, but not long after this joy, the strange snake concentrated his main hatred on him, so that he ignored Eugene's provocation.

   "How long will it be!" Severus asked Gonsai and Shang Boliang.

   "Now, now!" Gong Saiyi said hurriedly.

   "You said that ten minutes ago!" Eugene roared.

  At this moment, those Bobbys appeared, as if they were waiting for an opportunity to attack.

   "Damn it." Severus cursed and summoned a basilisk.

   "Kill them." Severus gave the order in a snake-like voice, then turned to deal with the fiery snake.

  (End of this chapter)