Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 1214 The Women of Paris (1)

"good afternoon."

   Just as Pomona left the study, a woman suddenly stopped her.

   appeared, the war of women.

Pomona wanted to pretend to leave without hearing. She has never been good at this kind of sticky thing, but apparently the mistress of this palace felt that she had moved her hard-working pie, Hathor said, to deal with gluttonous cats. You have to use a stick to teach you a lesson, and you can't hide.

   "Merlin's beard, how long are you going to do! Severus!" Pomona gritted her teeth and whispered, and when she turned her head, she immediately brought her tempered smirk on her face.

  This is a special skill for women.

   "Good afternoon." Pomona said sweetly.

   "I am the first lady's companion, Mrs. Deremisa, my husband is the secretary of the first ruling house, and this lady, you are..."

   "The nameless." Pomona continued Mrs. Deremisa's words and said, "Please don't care about my existence."

  Affectionate and indifferent, Mrs. Deremisa suddenly smiled, who was hard to get along with.

  This is another special skill of women.

  "The first lady is holding an afternoon tea party, please come with me."

   "Can I say no?"

  Mrs. Deremisa still kept smiling, as if Pomona told a joke, then turned and walked in front of her.

   "Obviously not!" Pomona looked up at the ceiling of the Tuileries. The oil paintings here were very mottled, far inferior to the magnificence of the Louvre, and she didn't even have the mood to complain to God.

  Tuileries Palace was the last residence of Marie Antoinette. She and Louis XVI were sent to the guillotine after failing to escape from here.

  At that time, although she was named Queen, she was watched by countless maids and staff, but the royal family always knew some secrets that ordinary people did not know. The secret letter she prepared for the escape was finally found in a secret room.

  It is said that being Napoleon’s secretary is a hard work, few people can do it to the end, and I don’t know how long Mrs. Deremisa’s husband can do it.

  They hadn’t walked far before Pomona heard a roar with a Corsican accent coming from the study just now, and she didn’t know what the people had just stabbed.

  One of the privileges of nobles and royal families is that they can have beautiful gardens that are not open to the public.

  Although the Seine River smells bad at this time, there are various foul-smelling floating objects on the river, and there are still many citizens wandering in the Tuileries Garden.

  The Louvre next to the Tuileries is currently open to the public as a museum, because the scholars who have gone to Egypt with Napoleon have not yet returned to China. The exhibition at the Louvre is mainly the trophies he collected from Italy.

  Josephine's afternoon tea party was held on the second floor of the future Denon Pavilion at the Louvre. Not only the wife of the French official but also the wife of the Russian ambassador accompanied her.

   She is easy to recognize, a standard Russian woman, slender and **** before marriage, she gains weight quickly after marriage, and the silk fabric dress can hardly fit her body.

  Her laughter carried a sense of Russian boldness, which was very different from the slender and charming French girls around. Looking at them, Pomona missed the girls of Busbarton so much now.

Russia withdrew from the second anti-French alliance so quickly because during the war, the land occupied by Russia in Italy was stolen by its ally Austria. The Austrians always wanted to annex Italy, so when the Russians were surrounded by the French, Austria Not only did they not help, they also made a secret agreement with the French, swallowing Rome and Naples.

Paul I was furious about this and directly withdrew from the anti-French alliance. In addition to Austria, Britain also stabbed Tsarist Russia in the back and annexed Malta. Malta has always had a close relationship with Russia. Although they are far apart, they Always think of Malta as its own piece of land.

It is suspected that the assassination of Paul I by the British was based on Paul I’s withdrawal from the anti-French alliance. Napoleon immediately showed his favor after seeing the Russians withdraw from the alliance. He not only released the Russian prisoners, but also gave each soldier new uniforms and uniforms. Leather boots, let them "return home", it is impossible to see that they were defeated and returned.

After the death of Paul I, his son Alexander I ascended the throne. From the portraits of the father and son, you can see the obvious difference. Paul I still retains the clothes of the Bourbon royal family, wearing a wig and a silk coat, while Alexander I has already Put on a Prussian military uniform.

At present, the relationship between France and Russia is very good. It is because Paul I died not long ago. Alexander I was suspected of being the murderer of the father. The situation in Russia is unstable, but sooner or later this "European military police" will be hostile to Napoleon. .

  She doesn't like this kind of false sentimental occasions. Maybe some people will like this kind of drama of hiding needles in cotton, but Pomona is more willing to spend her energy on reading the secretary that Napoleon snatched from the Holy See.

  She and these court women are not people in the same world, and this is just a dream of Napoleon. Why should she pretend to deal with it.

  However, she remembered a word once said by the **** of death sacrifice.

  Since nature allowed her to be born as a woman, she must learn to live with a woman’s values ​​and morals.

  ‘It’s an extracurricular practice. ’

  She thought to herself, standing calmly on the spot, being left dry by someone.

  Mrs. Deremisa walked around the women who were talking with small fans, walked to Josephine and whispered for a while, and then stepped back.

  Entertaining guests is the basic of the hostess. Being neglected is a very rude behavior, especially in front of the wife of a foreign ambassador. But considering Josephine’s mood at the moment, Pomona is understandable.

   "So... you are Miss Georgiana?" After taking a sip of rose-scented afternoon tea, Josephine asked Pomona politely.

   "No, I am a woman in red." Pomona said, secretly expecting that Josephine would no longer be angry and order the female companions to take off her clothes.

  She doesn't want to do anything to Jiao Didi's beauty, provided that others don't provoke her.

  "Woman in red?" Josephine asked in confusion.

   "It's like Rossi, who used to represent red-haired people, but now is also a name." Pomona said.

"you are British?"

   "I was born and raised in the UK."

  Josephine was keenly aware of the unfinished words in her words.

"your parents?"

   "My father is French, I don't know who my mother is."

   "This is really strange, usually because the father is unknown." The smile on Josephine's face became more sincere, as if he felt that he had won.

"It's really hard to find a man who doesn't care about the birth of a woman these days, and she is still infertile. My husband is one of them." Pomona stared into Josephine's eyes and said, "Maybe it's because he is a teacher. Because of many books."

  The smile on Josephine's face stiffened.

   "Please forgive my accent, I don't speak French very well, and I may not speak well." Pomona smiled. "Besides, the relationship between my two countries is still hostile before the agreement is submitted. Even if I speak sweet words to you, it is insincere.

  "Britain and France want peace talks?" The wife of the Russian ambassador asked Josephine in accented French, "Is this true?"

  "We women should stay away from politics." Josephine said to the ambassador’s wife, "The women of the previous dynasty were too involved in politics. The new government is different from the previous dynasty."

"I don't think so." The wife of the Russian ambassador said in a masculine voice. "Our Queen Catherine made Russia a great country. The reason why your country has become so chaotic is because they are all stupid. "

  Roar, polar bear~

  Pomona peeped at the court ladies who changed their faces instantly, looking forward to their counterattack.

  Whether to continue to pretend, or to swear at the loss of upbringing.

   "Almost enough rest, how about we continue to stroll?" Josephine smiled and said to everyone, she smiled and there were already wrinkles in the corners of her eyes.

  The first lady took the lead, and the others stood up one after another. The Russian ambassador’s wife was struggling to stand up because of her obesity, and Pomona went over to help her.

  "I hate rococo-style skirts." Pomona said to the ambassador's wife, "To wear it, you need to wear tights. That thing is enough to be a murder tool."

  "Do you like liberalism?" The ambassador's wife continued in a rough voice.

  "Freedom belongs only to men. When will we women be free." Pomona wanted to learn from the ladies just now to cover her face with a fan, but she found out that she didn't have the props.

   "Yes, they can leave their home country at any time and study abroad. I can only travel with my husband." The ambassador said again, "When we women can decide where to go."

   "I believe it will be in the near future." Pomona took the sturdy arm of the ambassador's wife and continued to watch the exhibition at the Louvre like a good sister.

  How reliable is such a stout arm. A single push can knock down those weak-looking French women, just like playing a game of ten-pin rolling.

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   Severus lifted his head from the **** basin, because he had his back to the people, no one could see his face.

  But no one dared to speak, the magic pressure from him was terrifying.

  After a while, he found the signed document signed by Napoleon from his jacket pocket, and then tore it up, and burned it with blazing flames by the way.

   "You burned this file, if we get into trouble later..."

   "We solve it ourselves." Severus interrupted Gonsey. "The French are unreliable, and the French ghosts are the same."

   "You got what you wanted?" Nadia asked.

  Severus looked at the dagger in his hand. It was different from the dagger of Pharaoh Camos. It was made of gold. The blade had red blood marks on the blade, just like blood stains left after the sacrifice.

   "You won." Gong Saiyi said.

   "No, I don't." Severus stared at the lapis lazuli sculpture and said, "We must destroy it."

   "As long as you leave the Louvre, you don't have to worry about the magic disappearing, you don't have to do this." Gon Saiyi said.

   Severus laughed.

   "There is no place in this world that I can't go to, including the emperor's palace. I am not a coward."

   "There is a place you can't go." Nadia said, "If you want to go to the Underworld, it's easy, but it's hard to come back."

  He ignored her, raised the dagger of King Camos I in his hand, and poke directly at the lapis lazuli crocodile.

  This time there is no black water coming out of the crocodile.

   "Hurry up and see!" Eugene on the top of the building yelled to everyone.

  Severus and Nadia took the lead to fly up, and saw a large stream of black water gushing from the pool beside the pyramid like a spring, and then countless pale hands stretched out from the black water.

   "You seem to have opened the door to hell." Nadia said to Severus, "Good luck."

   Then she spread her wings and flew away.

   "I can't trust you!" Gong Saiyi shouted at Nadia's back.

  Severus looked at the Tuileries Barracks in the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

  Not long after, he suddenly turned into a black smoke and flew towards the courtyard of the pyramid.

The undead waiting to cross the river saw him fall from the sky, and subconsciously stepped back and let out a clearing. Severus used his wand to cast a bridge technique on the opposite bank, just like the story of the three brothers in the fairy tale of the Deathly Hallows. The same.

   "The bridge is repaired, let's go." Severus said to the undead.

  Some of those undead riding horses, some did not. Seeing a bridge appeared out of thin air, there was no need to bargain with the ferrymen of Styx, and they immediately ran to the bridge.

  On the opposite side of the bridge, some kobolds with their bodies wrapped in bandages and holding sharp blades are crawling out of the water, and they will soon meet these undead who crossed the bridge...

  (End of this chapter)