Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 2031 Naughty Wind (9)

  When we were children, we always hoped that bad things happened like nightmares and disappeared when we woke up.

  The quilt is a fortress of our safety, and a thin blanket can block all dangers.

  Keren always grows up one day, we gradually understand that "miracle" is just like Santa Claus is just a legend.

  However, there are still people who believe in the plots in fairy tales, such as the story of the three brothers, and the invisibility cloak used by the humble youngest third to avoid the sight of death.

  The thin cloth can't really resist anything, but as long as the bad guys can't find out, the person hiding in the cloak is safe.

Until one day, the “miracle” that had been given up came again in the form of a nightmare, and the Dark Lord, who had disappeared on Halloween night, came back again. This is not a small thing for people who are in deep despair. The temptation, even though Albus already knew that the resurrection stone could not really resurrect, it was a magic item used by Grindelwald to summon the corpse.

  Hope, dreams, and nightmares, like a merry-go-round, constantly transforming, gradually transforming into splendid phantoms.

  What will people see when they die? Is it the person he loves most, or the person he least wants to see?

Voldemort is different from Harry, or Tom Riddle, who grew up in an orphanage, had too much hope for his father he had never met. He thought his father was a wizard, even though his former orphanage and the 19th century Compared to the orphanages in China, it’s not so bad.

In fact, people like them all have similarities. When a person does not have his own home, he will regard "everyone" as his own home, but the "white wizard" and the "black wizard" have a slightly different mode of getting along with others. different".

  People sometimes have to face changes, and this change sometimes happens so suddenly that you are completely caught off guard.

  The curse is like a spreading cancer. Even if the dark hand is cut, it will still spread in Albus's body.

  If the curse makes Albus feel painful, then he will die early is also a relief, and continue to make him painful and struggling to live, although it is a relief to the living. Similarly, he died, and it was painful to the living.

  Death is like this, it's not cool at all.

  Even if she does not want to be the kind of "parent" who is right about everything, she still thinks that joining Death Eaters is not a wise choice. Young people do sometimes lack the ability to distinguish right from wrong, especially in the general environment.

  In fact, many problems can be solved through education. Unfortunately, many people know the benefits of mastering school.

  Too many people said in class not to follow the example of Icarus, flying to the sun with wings made of wax, but no one mentioned that there is no lower limit.

  This is convenient for trampling, but the consequence is that the "worm" is trampled to death by "Your Excellency".

The most convenient way is to start a war, win other countries, and let the other party open up their markets. This was also what the British in the 19th century did. "There are no eternal enemies but eternal benefits." It is easy to get the same. The identification of a person who only seeks profit, and thinks that it is the truth. He only seeks profit. How much can you expect him to hear that is inconsistent with his own values?

The trouble is that you need a source of troops to fight. The total population of the UK is only that small. If you don’t spend more money to hire mercenaries, you can’t afford to consume them with your own population. Then you will lose your helmets and armor. Dunkirk had a "great victory".

   To put it another way, I used to squander freely when I was rich, and when I squandered it to the point where I ran out of money, I wanted to get it back after I spent a shilling.

  Consolidating one’s strengths and restoring to the people is the right way, but the Anglo-Saxon model has brought many foreign immigrants to the UK, especially French youths like Seremban. Sheep shearing can't just catch a sheep.

  For an instant, everyone seemed to have returned to the ancient times when population was a resource.

  She thought too much, and suddenly realized that there was nothing left to think about, so she found an indoor basking in the Normandy sunshine.

  This is still very common for people in the 21st century. People in the 19th century will definitely lock her up when they see her lying on the beach in a bikini. This dress is more exaggerated than those fashion girls in Paris wearing transparent clothes.

  She was as pale as a ghost, and she would not be able to see the blue blood vessels under her skin in the sun. However, she was not a "blue-blooded nobleman."

   Bonaparte felt fresh. He dressed tightly himself, but painted her with olive oil to prevent her from getting sunburned. Then they just basked in the sun while waiting for the "end of the world."

  Napoleon won’t sign that ghost treaty anyway, and history repeats itself.

  Elba is also a tropical island, where it’s probably very comfortable to enjoy the sun, so she was supposed to rehearse the life at that time.

  Greed is like cancer cells. It is uncontrollable. Will people not die if they get cancer?

  When you find that the various functions of the body start to stop, like multiple organ failure, then death is not far away.

  St. Augustine’s mother said that a child watered with tears will not wither.

  The more you cry, the stronger your child will be. She used to cry enough before, but now it's someone else's turn to cry.

   "Hand me the juice." She stretched out her hand and said leisurely that Bonaparte actually passed her sherbet.

  She stared at him.

   "What?" he asked strangely.

  In her past dreams, she hoped that the blond-haired Master Draco Malfoy would hand her juice. Who would have thought that the last person who handed her juice was a "Corsican monster".

   "Nothing?" She was very "a lady" and said, taking a sip of orange juice. "Should we give it a name and just call it victory?"

  He still didn't understand what she was talking about, and frowned.

  She shook her head towards him, took another sip of juice, watching the sun gradually sink, and finally turned into a setting sun, staining the entire sky red.

  As the color of blood and fire.

  After a long time, the sun will still go down. It is against the laws of nature that the sun does not set. So how can people who like "facts" and "truths" believe such things? It is better to believe that there is Santa Claus, at least the next morning you will see gifts under the Christmas tree as evidence of his visit.

  (End of this chapter)