Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 1577 Life and death sniper (7)

  The weather in Venice at the end of June is much hotter than Paris, but Severus is still wearing a neat shirt, holding a glass of whiskey in his hand, and leaning on the railing to watch the rain outside the villa.

  "Tolerance is like the drizzle in the sky, which nourishes the earth. It blesses the tolerant, and Ye blesses the tolerated." Gianluca said with a glass of cold beer, "Mind?"

   "This is your home." Severus turned his gaze back to the surface of the sea.

  "How do you usually smoke in school?" Gianluca asked.

   "I don't smoke at school," Severus said with a sneer, "but I don't use candy to socialize."

   "Can you show me your patron saint." Gianluca said.

  Severus ignored him.

   "You just said that memory can be materialized?" Gianluca said.

  Severus waved his wand, and a swan flew out from the end of the wand.

  It flew towards Gianluca like a bomber. Gianluca was almost knocked over by it. Then he watched it fly into the distance and turned his attention to Severus.

   "I heard your companion say that it takes happy memories to summon the patron saint."

  "Happy not only represents happiness, it also represents happiness." Severus said calmly, "What makes you happy doesn't necessarily make you happy, and what makes you happy doesn't necessarily make you happy."

   "What did you think about?"

   "It has nothing to do with you." Severus took a cigarette. "Your curiosity is satisfied?"

"Just now you mentioned the Battle of Trafalgar. I checked it online. Nelson was killed by a sniper on the French Awe." Gianluca took a sip of beer. "The sailors put his body down." In the barrel of brandy, after his body was transported ashore, they divided the barrel of brandy."

   "What do you mean?"

   "Maybe Napoleon was not reincarnated, he became a vampire." Gianluca said seriously.

   "Do you believe it?" Severus said with a smile, "The Frenchman inside doesn't believe it."

"There are many people who don't believe that the Dark Lord will come back. He will eventually come back, so I would rather believe it." Jen Luke took another sip of beer. "Do you think anyone else but the devil will be like him, not sleeping, relying on foaming? Can bathing replenish physical strength?"

   "You better stop telling people, they will think you are crazy." Severus said blankly.

"My ancestor was a shipowner like Francis Hayes' uncle. After Napoleon imposed a continental blockade, the Adriatic Sea became an important area for British trade. In 1811, a very bright sky appeared. Comet, it was the same year that famine broke out again. My ancestors made a fortune because of food trafficking.” Gianluca said, “The comet can be observed with the naked eye without a telescope, and it has appeared for 260 days. Comet Haile Pope broke its record in 1997."

   "That is a normal astronomical phenomenon." Severus said coldly.

  " Comet Haile Pope will come back to the earth after 2000. Can you imagine what the world will be after 2000?" Gianluca asked.

   "No." Severus took a cigarette.

  "The wine of that year was very good. The merchants called it the wine of the comet. At that time, the comet could be seen throughout Europe, and then Napoleon invaded Russia. Do you think this is a coincidence?" Gianluca asked.

   "Maybe he cooperated with the astronomical attack." Severus said, "For the people of the 19th century, abnormal astronomical phenomena will still bring panic and confidence."

   "There is no such astronomical wonder this year, maybe nothing will happen." Gianluca said.

   "Does a total solar eclipse count?" Severus said, "There is a new pope election."

   "It just so happened that a South American bishop became the pope." Gianluca corrected, "Now there is only one piece of land in the Papal State."

   "The pope in the 19th century still has appeal. Pomona believes that '7' has magical powers. The pope who just crowned Napoleon was Pius 7."

  Gianluca looked surprised.

"what's happenin?"

   "Now the Napoleon family happens to succeed Napoleon VII." Gianluca said, "His mother is Princess Louis of the Bourbon Orleans dynasty."

   "Really good." Severus smiled and showed yellow teeth. "The Bonaparte family and the Bourbon royal family are married."

  "Time can dilute a lot of things, and some of the originally symbolic words have become meaningless. Do you really believe that there are still ‘Bonapartites’ now?"

   "I believe there are still people who miss that time. Isn't there still people in Napoleon-era military uniforms holding ceremonies on France's National Day?" Severus said.

  Gianluca drank a sip "Talk about something else, the ghost you just mentioned..."

"Many people believe that Harry Potter is the seventh Horcrux of the Dark Lord. Only if the Dark Lord destroys the Horcrux himself, he will not be resurrected, but I believe that Pomona said that the kid is not a Horcrux. Severus interrupted Gianluca. "He and his godfather always complain about the unfair destiny. I can't bear to be in the same room with them."

  "Do you think fate is unjust?"

Severus said after a while, "I used to think that going to the magic school can change my destiny. Like many fools, I pin my future on the exams in my teens. I was busy with the exams. , I have been studying on the school bench for too long, neglecting to learn to protect myself, to be fully armed in advance, and to accumulate combat experience and skills. Those rich guys don’t need these at all. For me, it’s destiny. In their eyes, their exams are just a game. They can easily get things that I can't get even if I work very hard. They constitute a commanding height. If I want to defeat them, it is not just to strengthen my own strength."

   "I also had unpleasant puberty." Gianluca said, "I am also a child of a rich man."

   "You are not an arrogant fool." Severus hissed, "Harry Potter is mediocre. It's a waste of the gold coins his father left him."

   "Tell me about the Dark Lord." Gianluca interrupted Severus. "He wants to rule the world?"

   "Why do you think that?"

   "Crazy careerists will eventually take this road." Gianluca took a sip of beer.

   "In the beginning, what he wanted was a position as a professor in Defense Against the Dark Arts." Severus said, "Later the old fool refused to give it to him, so he cursed the position."

   "He wants to be a teacher?"

   "What do you think the classroom is?" Severus asked.

   "Let us stay still and sit in a place where we listen carefully." Gianluca said.

"That's your Latin education model. The Anglo-Saxon education model is more practice-oriented. Their favorite defense against the Dark Arts teacher, Lupin, used this model." Severus sarcastically said, "Practice." Can coordinate and improve their actual and theoretical balance, instead of being filled with theoretical knowledge like Miss Know-it-all, I don’t know that they are flexible and changeable. Their defense against the Dark Arts professor in the fifth grade is just a bench for them Women who study theories and get out of practice, and don’t teach them how to think in an adult way, and their employment status. Fortunately, the old fool’s education method still works a little bit, so that the little monsters understand that magic is fun, otherwise the wizarding world The future will be dim."

  "How do you think the Dark Lord would teach?" Gianluca asked.

  "A person who is good at eloquence and charm will put a lot of his views and insights into your mind. Do you think if a riot occurs, you will use cannons at civilians like Napoleon?"

   "Unless I'm crazy." Gianluca said.

"Brainwashed people feel that this is the right thing to do. This powerful common sense will influence their judgment. The Dark Lord will cultivate a group of little Death Eaters in the classroom who are loyal to him, and even tortured classmates. I don’t want them to study hard, but I don’t want them to use their classmates as the object of practicing the piercing spell, and get caught in a kind of cycle, repeating endlessly. The classroom is such a place." Severus said, "If you use mercenaries. It’s the reason that made Venice decline. It’s precisely the classroom that made the Latin nation decline. Your butts have been on the stools for too long. Harry Potter and his comrades knew that this would not work. They organized a'Dumbledore'. The army’s organization, this makes me feel at ease. Their troll brains still belong to their own, and they have not been secretly replaced by anyone."

   "Oh..." Gianluca suddenly exclaimed, "I have a terrible idea."

  "Do you think someone will secretly change Napoleon's brain? Put it in a new head like changing a light bulb?"

   "Isn't there magic?"

"Magic is not omnipotent. No one really succeeded in resurrecting before the Dark Lord, so the white wizard can't stand the temptation to put on that ring." Severus said blankly, "His brain is more than just sugar. It's corroded, and there are too many fairy tales. What do you see too much? Child."

   "I think I should watch fewer Hollywood movies." Gianluca took another sip, only to find it was empty. "I'll get another bottle."

  After talking about Gianluca, she slipped away.

  Severus stared angrily at Gianluca’s back, then took another cigarette and threw the only few cigarette butts into the sea.

   "Stupid boy." He muttered, and then took a big step, almost dragging his long cloak, and turned back to the villa.

  　 Harry is not mediocre...

  　　 Gianluca’s age is a few years younger than Harry. Although he takes an adult attitude towards adults, the old professor still can’t help but think of Harry wearing school gown when he was 11 years old.

  　　 As long as you ignore the old and new robes, everyone wears the same. This is also a kind of "equality". If Snape wears his mother's floral shirt to go to class, he will be laughed at by his classmates.

  (End of this chapter)