Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 1265 "Forever Bathing in Love"

  Compared with the tightly guarded Grand Trianon, the Little Trianon has only two old women, and there are a few guards at a distance from the palace, which seems to be easy to get.

  However, this place is very close to the big barracks of Versailles after all, so Severus did not speak too much.

  He was like a ray of tangible ghost, drifting into the second-floor balcony where Antoinette had stayed before, and then broke into the queen's room so easily.

  Napoleon’s mother Letizia didn’t know where he was. He went to the first floor and saw a maid in the restaurant.

  He raised his wand to the maid, but from the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a small medicine bottle on the cupboard.

  The potion master immediately reached out and took it, put it under the hook's nose and smelled it, and then immediately showed a look of enlightenment.

  "You shouldn't be involved in the Muggle war, wizard." The maid said with her back to Severus, "This is against international secrecy laws."

  Severus sneered. He regained his usual self-confidence now, and said slowly, "Who are you?"

  The maid turned her head, revealing Camuela’s face.

   "I won't leave without taking her. You guys are really good enough to use this thing on her." Severus pinched the vial.

   "I don't know what you're talking about." Camuela said with some horror.

   "Where is your mistress?"

   "I won't tell you."

   Severus laughed, "I can find her after I kill you. You are useless to Napoleon."

   "I'm like his other mother. If you want to do anything, take me away."

  The smile on Severus's face was lost.

  "You already have so many, why do you even have to take away what others have?"

   "Do you want money?"

   "Do I look like a robber?"

   "Tell me what you want? I might be able to help you."

  Severus was silent for a while, "Who are you and how do you know the international secrecy law?"

  Camura did not answer.

   Severus raised his wand.

  Camura was so horrified that she covered her head with her hand.

   "She doesn't know anything." The voice just said, "You come out, I will tell you."

  Severus glanced at Camilla in surprise, then turned and left the house full of French pastoral style.

   "Where are you?" Severus said loudly.

  A silver-white gazelle patron saint appeared by the river.

  Severus followed the gazelle towards the forest. There was a gorgeous Baroque pavilion by the clear pool, and a woman in a black cloak was standing in front of the pavilion.

"who are you?"

  The woman took off her hood and revealed a beautiful face.

   "You can call me Ms. Cassandra."

   "Kassandra? That, Kassandra?"

   "Yes, it's the prophet Cassandra." She smiled.

   "What are you doing here?"

   "Prevent you from doing stupid things."

   "Do you know what I want to do?"

"You want to exchange Napoleon's mother for your lover, right?" Cassandra said, "It won't work, Severus Snape, even if he threatens to let her go, she won't Leave this world."

  "Napoleon Bonaparte created this world?" Severus asked, "How did you get in again?"

   "I can get prophecies from dreams."

  "If you want to continue talking nonsense, I'm not free." He held the small medicine bottle in his hand. "First it was the Imperius Curse, then the ecstasy. The French way of getting love is really noble."

  After speaking, he threw the bottle of medicine into the small pond.

   "Do you know where this is?" Ms. Cassandra said.

   Severus turned and left.

  "This is the temple of love. You can also think of it as the court of Eros. Please answer honestly. Is it because your opponent is a Muggle that you are so angry?"

  "You are a prophet, how can you manage Eros' nosy?"

  "Don’t forget how you lost your first love, Half-Blood Prince, you look down on Muggles in your bones, don’t you?"

   "Yes." Severus smiled. "What Bonaparte did makes me look down on."

   "I have warned you that arrogance and hatred will make you lose your rational judgment. The pure-blooded nobles in France have long designed traps to wait for you. You will only throw yourself into the net if you go now."

   "I have no time!" Severus yelled with excitement, "She will be trapped in this place forever like everyone else!"

  "Then should you find a way to retain access to this world?" Cassandra said, "Where is the person who brought you into this world?"

  Severus' eyes widened.

   "That elf." He said nervously.

"Ten minutes is not difficult for it to wait. It only needs to wait until sunrise, and then it can go back and continue to raise the elf." Cassandra said, "Don't forget the house elf of the Black family, how does it handle it? The owner killed it."

   "How do I leave?"

  Cassandra pointed to a pool behind Severus.

  "How many times can this channel be used?" Severus asked.

  No one answered him. He turned to look at where Kassandra was standing. She was gone.

  He can choose to jump directly into the pond and leave the world.

  However, Dean Slytherin walked towards the Grand Trianon.

  His steps are firm and steady, and he looks like a fighter rushing to a duel.

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The human nervous system is very interesting. When your attention is not on the matter of hunger, you will not feel hungry until there is nothing in your stomach pouch and your intestines start to squirm and make a grunting sound. People at work notice hunger.

  However, when you only notice that you are hungry, you will really feel hungry, so hungry that you can’t eat enough no matter how much you eat.

   Or it is pain. The more you pay attention to the pain, the more tense the muscles, the more painful it is. After distraction, it seems that the pain is less.

  People who have been hungry for a long time don’t know that they can’t eat too much at once, they will die.

  Don't give them food, they feel pain again, and even cry for it.

  If the benevolent and the benevolent give them food at this time, it will harm them.

  So be hard-hearted and ignore the plea of ​​those people.

  At this time, misunderstandings are easy to occur. People who are not satisfied think that the benefactor is a bad person. Once prejudice is formed, it is particularly difficult to explain. This way, the purpose of gathering people's hearts by generosity will not be achieved, but will attract a lot of resentment.

  Even so, selfishness comes first, and then they will consider other people’s feelings.

  The more desperate people are, the more fierce and malicious they tend to be.

  She knew that Napoleon was by no means a man who was just like the man he had just told his mother. If he was really a public servant, there would not be so many luxurious houses.

  A soldier who is in his prime of life, there are others, but there is nothing left.

  He was like a panicked person, who didn't know about temperance at all, and Georgiana couldn't refuse him. Rejecting him will inevitably lead to misunderstandings, and God knows what associations he will have.

  Yes, she is now Georgian, not Pomona, the female teacher related to the wizarding world and the pure wizarding school, so she will feel better.

  The water that washes the dirty things will become dirty by itself. She is a dirty woman.

   "Georgiana, I love you." She heard someone say in her ear.

  Perhaps what he loves is not her at all, but the phantom in his heart, just like those soldiers who think they are following a monarch who is martial, arrogant, cruel, and greedy.

  Strength represents strength, while being close to the people requires gentleness and humility.

  Machiavelli said that the emperor who tried to control the soldiers and the people always went to ruin.

  Napoleon, a greedy ghost, not only wanted to control the soldiers and the people, but also wanted fame. He wanted everything, as if not enough, but he didn't know how many people's rights were violated by the process he claimed.

  This is a common problem for people from poor to successful. Severus controls it fairly well, perhaps because Albus is holding the reins for him.

what's on your mind? That person is dead, and all you see all the time is just a ghost that thinks about it day and night.

  She will mourn him all her life, but she seems to be embracing a new life.

   The sudden sound of an explosion outside the window made her sober, and a fireball rose into the sky not far away, which looked like a large incendiary bomb.

  After that, a fire dragon appeared from the fireball. To be precise, it was a burning basilisk. It was crawling towards the Grand Tria Palace.

   "Quickly untie my fetters!" she said anxiously.

   "This is a man's business, you don't need to worry about it." General Bonaparte put on his nightgown naked and took his sword.

   "These things are useless to him!"

  Napoleon in the flames looked back at her, "It's it, not him. You used the wrong word."

   "Please don't hurt him."

  Napoleon, as if he hadn’t heard, went out with the commanding knife directly.

  Not long after, a woman with long black curly hair walked in, dressed in the clothes of the new nobleman, curtseying gracefully to Georgiana.

   "Good night, ma'am, this is Carolan Lestrange, and I will keep you safe from today," the woman said.

   "You can untie my fetters."

   "Your Majesty the King didn't say that."

   "He is not a king."

   "For us wizards, the new era is the same as the old era. The only thing we need to worry about is the Surgeon." Caroland stared into her eyes and said, "Do you think I'm right? Queen."

  (End of this chapter)