Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 1207 "Little Rose"

"No, Mom, I won't marry him!" A girl in an old rococo-style light green dress screamed with no femininity, "I hate Louis, and Louis hates me, are you insane? So? Doing it will only bring disaster!"

   There was a "pop", a loud slap on the girl's face, Josephine was full of anger, looking like a lioness about to get angry.

   "Don't let me be like other mothers, let the female companions guard you until you board the wedding float." Josephine said.

  The girl looked at her with tears in her eyes, as if she could not recognize Josephine.

  Through the dialogue between the two, Pomona knew who the girl was.

She is the stepdaughter of Napoleon, the daughter of Josephine and her ex-husband, and the mother of Napoleon III, Otense de Boarnet, and the Louis they just mentioned should be Napoleon’s younger brother, the future King Louis of the Netherlands. · Bonaparte.

   "I am a man, not your jewelry." Miss Boarnet trembled and said, "You have no right to do that."

   "Of course I have this right, because I am your mother!" Josephine snapped, and then sat on the sofa again "You can go now!"

  Miss Boarnet cried and turned and left her mother’s drawing room.

  While other people's attention was not on her, Pomona quickly pulled down her hood, let the invisibility cloak cover her figure, and then left with Otense.

  After they followed the renovation, the Duileli Palace promenade, which had vaguely the style of the imperial regime, came to the hall, and then walked out of the hall to the Duileli Garden, where many young people were walking in the sun.

At present, women’s clothing has not changed much, but the style of men’s clothing has changed a lot. In addition to officers wearing military uniforms, there are also some young people wearing black tuxedos. Many people wear it at funerals, and this color has become a formal dress for social occasions.

  However, even if the style of menswear has changed a lot, it is still influenced by womenswear in this era of change. The open and loose coats of the nobles were replaced by waist coats. This design makes young people look extraordinarily upright.

Pomona couldn’t help but keep her eyes on them for a while, but Otense walked far away after such a wandering effort, so she ran over and finally found Otense in the maze of rose bushes. , She was sitting on a bench crying sadly.

  Pomona didn’t know if she was in a dream at the moment, or came to the past with the time converter. If it’s the latter, then any of her actions may cause the child who should have been born to be "unborn." Although the future without Napoleon III's king who could not even win the Patriotic War is wonderful, history is history, and arbitrary tampering is not allowed.

  She originally planned to leave like this, but she really couldn’t watch a little girl cry so sad and let her go. How old is Otense this year? Is it 18 years old? If it were in the 21st century, girls of this age should still be studying in school, struggling to get into college, instead of crying about their marriage as they do now.

  Otense is not very beautiful, far inferior to her beautiful mother, but she is worse than having youth and vitality, full of the innocence of a girl, and she really does not look like a girl who has experienced the Great Revolution.

The cruel environment will make women "realistic". Pomona can understand Josephine that she can't give birth to a child by herself and her position in the family is unstable. If she wants to get someone with Bonaparte blood Children can only rely on their daughter's belly.

  She hates the remarks that women are used as fertility tools, but she has to admit that children are related to the legality of inheritance. If Napoleon is not capable of fertility, then European history will have to be rewritten.

  Napoleon is only 30 years old now, in his prime of life, but Josephine is already an advanced mother, and some practical issues have to be considered.

  Like the mother of Titanic Rose, if she wants to maintain a decent life for the nobility, she must marry her daughter to the American bourgeoisie she used to despise, whether or not Rose really loves Carl.

  Perhaps it was this fierceness that allowed Josephine to survive the Revolution and become the queen of France in the future.

   "Ah~, let me see, who is hiding here?"

  A voice came from behind the rose bushes. The accented French sounded a bit funny, but Pomona still recognized who the voice’s owner was.

  Otense raised her head and looked at the man who broke into her world with tears, it was Napoleon Bonaparte.

  At this time, Napoleon was not like Pomona had met before. Instead, he looked like a child who hadn't grown up yet, wearing what could be called casual clothes, with his hands behind his back, as if hiding something.

   "I am not in the mood to play hide-and-seek with you today." Otansi took out her handkerchief and wiped her nose and tears from her face ladylikely.

  "Are you sure?" Napoleon took what was hidden in his hand and showed it to Otense, "If you win me, it will be yours."

   "What is that?" Otense said in a hoarse voice.

  Napoleon opened the black velvet box.

  There is a big pink diamond in it. It is not very shiny, but it is rich in color, just like a girl's unsculpted and polished heart.

   "Take it away." Otense immediately said in disgust, "I hate diamonds."

   "What's wrong with you?" Napoleon closed the box in frustration.

  Otansi wanted to speak but stopped.

  "Are you quarreling with your mother again?" Napoleon walked over to Otense and sat down, not looking like a great man at all.

   "She beat me, look." Otense showed the red mark on her face to Napoleon, "What a cruel mother."

   "What did you do to make her so angry?" Napoleon asked.

   "I hit her." Otans said.

   "Why?"

  Otense stopped answering Napoleon again.

  "Well, I don’t know what you girls are arguing about again, but I hope this will not affect your attendance at the banquet the day after tomorrow. You and Louis will host the members of the Bankers Association in place of me and your mother."

   "Why me and Louis?" Otense said dissatisfied.

  Napoleon looked at her strangely.

  "Don't you like Louis?"

   "Why do you think so?"

   "Your mother told me that although you two are always quarreling, you are in close love."

  Otense glared at Napoleon.

"what's happenin?"

  Otense didn’t say anything in the end, stood up and hid her feet and left, leaving Napoleon in place, who was completely unknown.

   "There is no cure." Pomona whispered with a smile, and followed Otans away. She wanted to see where the girl was going next.

Autens carried a tutu and came to the Louvre. At this time, the scale of the Louvre was not as big as it was later, and there are still many buildings that have not been repaired, including the small Arc de Triomphe. A young man is sitting on the lawn. Use your knees as a table and write on a piece of paper.

You can see the characteristics of Bonaparte’s house from his face, but he exudes a poetic temperament that is completely different from the temperament of Napoleon’s army. Otense came to stand behind him and kicked him very unceremoniously. , The young man turned his head and stared at her immediately with sullen anger.

   "What are you crazy about?"

   "Are you writing to my cousin again?" Otense smiled mockingly.

   "What does it have to do with you." The young man put away the letter paper on his lap.

  "Did a trip to Egypt also dispel your unrealistic fantasy? It is impossible for you." Otense sat beside the young man, her tutu spread out like a flower bud.

   "What are you doing sitting down?" The young man said guardedly.

   "Where do I want to sit, where do I sit?"

  The young man stood up, as if he didn't want to stay longer for a second.

   "Where are you going?" Otense yelled at his back.

  But the young man remained unmoved and walked towards the Tuileries Palace.

   "I tell you to stop! Louis Bonaparte!" Otense stood up, yelling arrogantly.

  Otense de Boarnet’s future husband, Napoleon III’s father, Louis Bonaparte, didn’t bother to care about his fiancée.

  Otense stamped her feet in frustration, and sat on the grass again.

  Pomona picked up the note that Louis Bonaparte had accidentally left when she got up.

  The above content has been altered many times, but even the blind can tell that Louis wrote a love poem, but this love poem was not written for Otense, but her cousin.

  Pomona looked at the girl sitting alone on the grass, looking at the Louvre, took off the hood, revealing her figure.

  A man’s first love is a woman’s life rival, and Goethe even said that first love is the only love. Whether Otense will fall in love with Louis in the future, there is a feeling in Louis's heart that no longer belongs to her.

  No one knows this kind of sorrow better than her.

   "I have a question I want to ask you." Pomona said to Otense, and the girl turned her head to look at her. "Do you want to be a queen mother or have a happy family?"

   "Are you crazy?" Otans frowned and looked at her like a madman.

  "Do you know who I am?" Pomona asked with a smile.

  Otense was a little confused at first, then she seemed to recognize her, her eyes became clear.

  "Why didn't you accept that diamond?" Pomona asked.

  "How did you know?" Autens asked alertly, "there were only me and Papa at the time."

   "Your name is Napoleon'papa'?" Pomona felt like she was struck by lightning.

   "You dare to call the name of the first ruling?" Otan responded without showing weakness.

   "For me, he is already a historical figure." Pomona said, "Everyone can call him by his name."

   "You are crazy." Otense came to a conclusion and stood up, as if she didn't want to stay anymore.

   "I thought you wanted to chat with someone." Before Otense left, Pomona said to her, "Some things that are not convenient for you to talk to your family."

   "If I don't want to talk to my family, why should I talk to a stranger like you?" Otense stuck out her tongue, made faces at Pomona, turned and left with her tutu.

  Pomona couldn't help laughing.

  "If you change your mind, you can come to me." She said to Otense's back, "I am waiting for you at any time, Miss Boarnet."

   "I know who you are." Otense stopped and turned to look at Pomona. "You are the woman introduced to him by the sisters of ‘papa’ and want to replace my mother."

   "What?" Pomona was struck by lightning twice.

   "Don't think I'm an idiot, I don't know what your idea is!" Otense wrinkled her nose and looked contemptuously, like Pomona was stinky dung.

  This expression shouldn’t have appeared on a girl’s face, but Pomona didn’t correct her.

  Girls in the rebellious period are the most difficult to deal with. Pomona is not her tutor, so what is she doing?

  When Autens left, Pomona stood alone in front of the strange Louvre, and suddenly she realized a problem.

  How can she get back from this place?

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  The sight of the basilisk seemed to have no effect on those Bobbys. Those aggressive monkeys grew sharp claws and climbed onto the basilisk.

  The basilisk desperately twisted its body, trying to throw them down, but this was of no use, and instead shattered the exhibit.

  There is no alarm bell in the exhibition hall.

   "Oh, all the stones in this museum are collected. Who cares if they are lost?" Shang Boliang complained on the side, "They are not Mona Lisa."

   "Hurry up!" Eugène de Boarnet blocked the burning tail tip of the serpent with a sword, and yelled loudly.

  Severus used Apparition to avoid the flames spit out by a strange snake, this time he was obviously tired.

   "I found it... I found it!" Gonsai yelled excitedly.

   "Read it!" Eugene said hurriedly.

  Gon Saiyi woke up from a dream and began to mutter "Go back! Go away! Go back, you, the dangerous man, because Gaber protects me, I will tell you the words of the gods, go back! Go back!"

  "I think you should use the ancient Egyptian language." Shang Boliang reminded "Do you think the guardians of the dead in Egypt can understand English?"

  Gonsai repeated it again in Egyptian. The snake of **** that had been aggressive just now quieted down, but did not return to where it came from.

  A big bird flew in suddenly, and when it landed, everyone discovered that it was a man with wings.

   "It's you." Severus said, "Why are you here?"

  Reaper's priestess, Nadia looked at Severus. "This snake is as immortal as a phoenix. Do you want to deal with an immortal enemy?"

  Gonsey stood in a corner with a magic wand, plus Severus and Nadia, just forming an equilateral triangle. The big snake is right in the center of the triangle.

   "You have heard of how Nick Lemay did it 70 years ago." Nadia stared at the big snake and said.

   "I have heard of it, but I haven't actually operated it, you know?" Severus asked.

   "Of course." Nadia said confidently.

   "How?" Severus asked.

   "The enchanter who controls it is nearby. We are going to cut off the connection between them." She turned her head and said to Shang Boliang again, "And you, don't stop chanting!"

  It seemed that the incantation could only work temporarily, and the quiet fiery snake began to reignite.

  Shang Boliang immediately picked up the book and read it in ancient Egyptian.

   "You mean, this is artificial?" Severus asked.

   "I didn't say it was a human." Nadia said.

   "I found eight crocodiles and a demon that devours stars." Gonsai said, "It's nearby."

  Severus is okay this time.

  The three of them looked at each other and put their wands down together.

   "All curses are over!"

  As their voice fell, a golden wall of fire was formed, and it was like a fire tornado surging toward the serpent.

  Orochi tried to escape the encirclement of the flames, but there was no way to escape. At the same time, the three of them felt a tremendous force, as if the snake was going to break free from the flames.

  Eu Ren holding a sword, guarding the surroundings, as if looking for the so-called "star-eating devil".

   "Go down!" Gong Saiyi tried his magic, and the veins on his forehead burst.

  At the same time, a red-eared baboon caught Eugene’s attention.

  It looks like the leader of this group of Bobby baboons, whose coat color is close to silver in the moonlight, and is looking at them with red eyes at the moment.

   Eugene lowered his center of gravity, holding the sword like a Mamluk.

  However, the silver-haired baboon did not fight Eugene, it turned its head and ran away.

   To chase or not to chase?

  Eu Ren looked behind him, then took another look at the baboon, and finally chose to catch up. One person and one monkey began to run wildly in the Louvre at night.

  (End of this chapter)