Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 1954 queenofair&darkness (six)

What Gao Naiyi hid in the niche was not a banned book. Although there were many literati in that era, he collected some prints, to be precise, some leaflets circulated in Brittany at that time. They were all prints. It is printed in a way, but the content painted is not to promote humanities and popular science.

  Veeva can be said to be a kind of water fairy, who wear tulle and dance under the moonlight of a midsummer night. When they are angry, they will turn into bird heads and grow a pile of wings covered with scales on their shoulders.

  The bird banshee has the face and chest of a girl, and the rest are like birds. They have cute hair, non-human areas are covered with bird feathers, human arms and legs, and sharp claws on their hands and feet. People call them swift predators, hungry hounds, and hunters in the sky. In the eighth century BC Homer epic, they kidnapped the daughters of Pantrius and sent them to the goddess of vengeance.

  They are the elves of the wind. When they are hungry, their faces will wither. After a full meal, they will restore the delicate and delicate skin of the girl.

   Compared to the colorful Venetian school, Florence is actually better at sketching.

  Leonardo da Vinci’s manuscripts about dissecting cadavers are basically all sketches, and colors are rarely seen, even red muscles.

  The prints that recorded the horror scenes after the Harpy attacked the scene were black and white like the Madonna of Hapi, which made Georgiana who looked at the picture by candlelight feel a little better.

  If Mary holding the Son represents holy maternal love, then the Harpy represents the other side of women, cruelty, jealousy, revenge, etc.

  Maria with a harpy pedestal can be understood to mean that Mary suppressed the dark part of her nature with her mother's love, or that the church defeated paganism.

  In fact, there is another explanation, but she will not say it, because it is a secret she wants to hide in the niche, or even in the grave.

  The altar, like the alcove, must be recessed. Goddess worship is something women shouldn't take too seriously. What men worship is a phantom, which does not exist in reality.

  It is impossible for people to skip meals, and it is impossible to conceive without being infected with original sin like Mary.

  She seems to understand what is going on in this world.

  This is by no means heaven, because they are sinners who have committed the original sin and still retain their appetite and love.

  The author of Our Lady of Hapi, Andrea del Sarto, whose real name is Andrea Djauro, is an important representative of the Florentine school.

In the Florentine school of sketching, he was good at creating colors and atmosphere. After the three great Renaissance masters left Florence, he became a leader in the comparison of Raphael, Leonardo da Vinci, and Michelangelo. His representative altarpieces can be seen in magazines in many places.

  Georgiana remembers the Madeleine Church near the Place de la Concorde in Paris. It is more like an ancient Greek temple than a church.

  At first, Napoleon repaired it for military use. Later, Louis XVIII changed it into a Catholic church. As one of the landmarks of Paris, it has been published in many travel magazines, including group sculptures on the shrine, and several angels surrounded by circles at the feet of Mary with outstretched arms.

  Angels have wings like harpies, but angels don’t hunt like harpies, and they can blow the wind as they please. Of course, they will not fall because of eros, marrying men and women of humans and have children.

  In addition to the lawyer of the Admiralty in Rouen, Gao Naiyi is also the lawyer of Wang's Mizusawa Forest Affairs.

  The propaganda poster tells that there are several harpy banshees hiding in the Wang’s Mizusawa Forest, and they are responsible for the abnormal weather.

  This booklet records his investigation records. After Louis XIV issued a pardon to prohibit witchcraft trials, Gao Naiyi could no longer take it to Paris. Similarly, it cannot be placed outside the bookshelf. Gao Naiyi is a writer who writes stories and is also a lawyer who insists on evidence to determine cases. He cannot write the content of the story into the case file, otherwise he has dealt with cases in the past two decades. All have to be reviewed again.

  He can choose to destroy it, but he hides it, waiting for someone to find it one day.

  The next door is a neighbor, how could the sound of flapping wings come in through the wall.

After returning to the wizarding world from Harry Potter, Halloween is not peaceful every year. The first year is the giant monster, the second year is the basilisk and the blood on the wall, the third year is the dementor, and the fourth year everyone Busy for the Triwizard Tournament, Cedric died later. Halloween in the fifth year was relatively peaceful, but Sirius died, and in the sixth year it was Albus’s turn. In the seventh year...

  She felt itchy palms, raised her head, and found that Leon was scratching her palms.

"What are you doing?"

   "I'm bored, chat with me." He said arrogantly.

   "I am very busy now." She lowered her head and wanted to continue reading the information.

   "I am also very busy during the day, and you make me unfocused."

   "So you want me to be distracted now?" She asked incredulously.

  He breathed a sigh of relief and put his arm on the back of the chair.

  "Do you know that the Prince of Wales almost committed suicide for Fitzherbert?"

   "What!" she said in surprise.

"The English Channel is so narrow, how can he stop his love? His love letter followed Maria to Europe. When he didn't write a letter, he rolled around in the palace and scratched his hair. It was like this for a whole year. , He made up his mind to make a judgment. He wrote a 43-page love letter to Maria. You are my soul, my life, everything about me, and I will never die as'your husband'. I will give up, without you, how can my soul get a moment of peace, think about it, my life is in your hands, you shouldn’t hesitate for a moment when you think of this, go home, go back to England, let me change To be the happiest man in this world, if you hesitate, then I know you are extremely cold-blooded, completely disregarding the suffering I have suffered, and the face scandal I suffered among friends."

   "Did he write this or did you say it?" Georgiana asked.

   "He wrote it, I didn't write it like this."

   "Then don't talk about it." She said the police thought.

"Your sleeping face is very ugly. When you turn over, the quilt will fall to the floor, and your legs will emerge from the loose nightdress, just like those plaster legs, but the difference is that you are alive and soft. "

"When did this happen?"

   "On the day I picked you up from Luxembourg, you wiped your saliva after you got up."

  She was a little angry, but she still pressed patiently "I thought you were sitting in a chair and reading documents."

   "I can't concentrate, princess. In fact, Marie Antoinette also has a bedroom in Saint Luke, but I chose the king suite."

  She didn't answer the conversation. This is a dangerous topic.

"When the morning light shines on you, I think it’s a godsend. You won’t wake up so quickly. I lay next to you. I feel like I’m in heaven. Then you got up and said nothing. Ken wears tights. After getting into the carriage, you ask me what I was thinking about. I didn't think about anything. I just thought that you didn't wear anything inside."

"do not talk."

   "You are not as plump as they are."

  She covered her ears.

  "Get up quickly, little slacker, look at the rose, full of crystal clear morning dew, watch the magic power of the goddess of dawn, layer upon layer, full of new light."

  She looked at him suspiciously, but he kept looking at her.

  "Put your hands down."

   "You are not allowed to say nasty things like just now."

  He shook his head.

   "You made me a ruin, do you think I can say decent things?"

   "You are not such a person." She wanted to cry without tears and said, "I messed up everything."

"I told you that the Prince of Wales almost committed suicide. He did everything to get Maria. At that time, the dagger was pierced into the chest and only one fingernail was hit in the heart. As long as Mary doesn't look at him during his recovery. He, he pulled the gauze, and the blood kept flowing out. It was said to look terrifying." He smiled and said, "Have your husband done something similar?"

  She did not answer.

   "Yes, right?"

   "He did lose too much blood."

  But not for me.

  She added in her heart.

"The snow-white sheets were stained with the blood of the Hanover family. The prince is a comedian, but he is not good at acting tragedies. Anyway, Maria was not moved by the scene, but instead planned to leave. The prince grabbed a ring and set it on. She didn't take off her finger right away, probably because she was afraid that the Prince of Wales would cause something bigger, and then she left England along Dover overnight, and the prince's love letter followed him." Sneered and said, "You also told me that you are leaving Paris. I think it was wise for you to leave at that time, but I told you that you are not allowed to go anywhere. I said it again today. This is too close to England. If I want to chase you, I can only cross the strait."

   "Why don't you try love letters like the Prince of Wales?"

   "I tried, have you returned to me?"

   "What you told me, my response distracted you."

   "If I write, will you come back like Maria?"

  She looked at him incredulously.

   "Next year's Portuguese month, if he does not come to pick you up, you will completely forget him." He put a piece of paper on the table, "Sign it before then."

  She unfolded the piece of paper that seemed to have been crumpled many times.

   Above is her handwriting.

  If I am not young and beautiful, would you still love me?

  If I had nothing, would you still love me?

  This is something she wrote casually.

   "Why would you have this?"

   "Look down." He commanded with majesty.

  She saw the location of the signature. Napoleon Bonaparte’s name was already signed on it, using the font he signed on the official document. The "N" was very gorgeous and eye-catching.

"I can not……"

  "You are a free woman, you can sign a contract for yourself." He said indifferently, "Or do you want to wait for him to come back and let him decide for you?"

   "Don't be so unreasonable." She shook her head and said.

  "The peace agreement between countries can be torn apart, what are you afraid of?" He sarcastically.

  She glared at him.

  "You perfunct me, I asked you if you are jealous or not."

"I do not have."

   "I can feel it! Are you lying to me?" He patted the table and made a loud noise.

  She lifted the skirt and stuck the dagger hidden on the outside of her thigh on the table.

"When I said I was going to kill those women, I couldn't feel anything." She said calmly. This is not the case. Many people say that I am a sympathetic person. If you want to feel the jealousy of turning over the river, I think you may not get it with me. I am this kind of person, Severus said. However, I always retain a bit of reason, so he will announce the divorce when we are about to take the risk. He is punishing me in that way, but he regrets it halfway."

   "Does he think this is a child's play, and then regret it?"

  "I will not sign this kind of contract casually, because if I sign it, I will abide by it. You have to give me time to think about it."

  He stood up, and was so irritable that he paced in Gao Naiyi's study.

   "The same is true when you get along with the Pope."

   "What are you talking about now?"

   "You have to control your emotions!" She also stood up, "Don't be so impatient, you forgot how you suffered last time?"

   "You trapped me!" he shouted angrily.

  She calmed down and thought about how to deal with this guy.

  But before she came up with the result, he rushed over and kissed her face.

  It reminded her of kissing in a carriage for the first time. There were two policemen in it, but they turned a blind eye to his behavior. One of them was Fouché, who killed many people in Lyon during the reign of terror.

   "Are you afraid?" she asked.

   "I should have taken Josephine." He whispered, "I love her."

  She didn't know how to answer for a while.

   "She is more real than you, and you are illusory." He said again, "Tell me what you want?"

  Jewelry, house, beautiful clothes?

  She didn’t need it, even Severus, the cherished phantom grass, helped her get it, as well as his admission notice.

  In a way, she really looks like a monster.

   "I want a bracelet that can hide the wand." She said softly, "I can't always wear gloves."

   "Just these?"

   "So far." She twisted his nose. "When I go back I want to see how the Urk Canal is being repaired."

  He was so docile that he agreed.

  She suddenly understood why so many women use love as a weapon, and he is so defensive against women.

   "I want you to be a man who knows righteousness." She pinched his collar and said, "You can ignore the red tape and noble etiquette, okay?"

  "They told me that they had prepared two venues. If Josephine came with me, the welcome party would be held at the Opera House." He said indifferently, "Here you are, it will be held at the art gallery."

   "I don't care where it is held."

  "Don’t you think the Rouen Museum has very few collections? How about transporting points from the Louvre?"

  She did not speak.

   "Rouen was the center of the opera in Gao Naiyi's time, but he went to Paris anyway." He turned around and sat at the table. "Do you want to redecorate this place?"

   "Block that wall." She pointed to the niche where the secret was discovered, "Use wooden boards."

   "Anything else?" he continued to ask.

  "Why should I decorate the museum?" She asked inexplicably.

  "Why are you using a wooden board to block it?" he asked.

   "This is a secret." After she finished speaking, she explained, "It's not that I don't tell you, but..."

  "This is Gao Naiyi's secret." He responded quickly.

   "Yes, that's what it means." She replied.

"There is also a secret passage in an exhibition room in the Palazzo Vecchio (palazzovecchio) in Florence. It is located in a corner of the Hall of Five Hundred People. It was formerly the studio of Francesco I de' Medici." He Suddenly he introduced it like a tour guide, "The door of the secret road is hidden behind a fresco. It was carved out of a medieval stone wall. The exit is a small door on the side of the old palace. This narrow secret road can be Let the Grand Duke and his family escape when an enemy invades."

   "Why are you mentioning this?" she asked inexplicably.

   "Secret." He smiled and jumped off the table, "Let's go."

   "Wait." She said in a panic, collecting all the information on the table.

   Bonaparte did not wait for her at all, and left with a whistle.

   looks like an Italian hooligan.

  (End of this chapter)