Harry Potter’s Morning Light

   Chapter 2265 The Winter Banquet of the Sea God (seven)

  After leaving the lounge, Georgiana Kuibu walked in this beautiful greenhouse.

  Although the glass blocked most of the cold wind of the North Sea, it was still a little chilly. It was still too cold for her to wear this midsummer outfit.

She stopped suddenly, then turned her head slowly, and found a young man in a white uniform standing behind her. She thought it was the child of the guest, but when she looked closely, she realized that he looked very familiar, especially the outline of his face. With an ancient Greek nose, it's just...

   "You are here!" a woman suddenly said, "I finally found you."

  Georgina turned her head and found that it was Kiara who was rushing towards her.

   "What do you want to do?" Georgiana asked aggressively.

   "I quit." Kiara said with her eyes wide open.

"what?"

   "I'm withdrawing from this competition." Chiara said in less-fluent English, as the legend has it, with an Italian accent.

  Georgianna did not find the tone charming at all.

   "You think you'll solve the problem by quitting?" Georgiana said feigningly.

   "I didn't do those things." Kiara panted. "I swear to God, I didn't do anything."

  Georgianna was silent.

   "Are you satisfied with this?" Kiara asked.

   "What am I satisfied with?"

   "Let those people stop slandering me." Kiara said, pointing in the direction of the venue.

   "You think I can do it?" Georgiana asked rhetorically.

   "How can you do this?" Kiara raised her chin proudly and said in disbelief.

   "Once the rumor spreads, it can't be stopped. Why didn't you be careful when you left alone with him just now?"

  Chiara raised her hand and gave her a slap in the face.

   Georgiana was enraged, she was about to grab Chiara's clothes when Goulding appeared, and the female boxer pulled them away like a referee.

   "Calm down, ladies." Goulding looked at the two and said, "This is a public place."

  Georgianna was eager to give Kiara a straight punch, but she was too short to hit Kiara's nose.

   "Go away." Chiara also said, and it seemed that she also wanted to teach Georgiana a lesson.

   "You don't have to act for other people's gossip." Goulding said, "I don't want to be laughed at."

   "What does this have to do with you?" asked Georgiana.

   "Because we are all women, is it worth doing for a man?"

   "She broke the rules." Georgiana pointed to Chiara.

   "Put your hand down, what rules did I break?" Kiara said proudly.

   "Oh, do I still need to say this?" Georgiana said tucked in her waist.

   "I entered the competition on my own merits, what rules did I break?"

   "Aha, just by..."

   "Tell me!" Kiara asked after seeing Georgiana talk halfway through.

  Georgianna did not answer.

   Kiara said in a nasal voice with tears of grievance, "I quit, it's always fair now, I just want to restore my reputation now, you must help me clarify."

   "This kind of thing will only get darker and darker." Goulding said wearily.

   "You heard that," Georgiana said to Chiara.

   "Then you don't care about anything?" Chiara asked in surprise, "If you don't make it clear here, soon the whole of Europe will know that there are so many reporters outside."

  Georgianna wants to use the oblivion spell to make everyone forget what just happened.

   "And American journalists," Goulding said, adding fuel to the fire. "Soon there will be."

  Georgianna clutched her aching head. She felt more and more that the Oblivion Curse was the best solution.

   "Better to have big news to overshadow it." Goulding said "Do you have any 'feeds'?"

   "What can I get?" Georgiana shivered angrily.

   "Has there been any new trends in the French army recently?" Goulding asked.

  Georgianna calms down.

   "He never told me about military operations."

   "Then what are you talking about?" Kiara asked with a sneer.

   "None of your business." Georgiana replied.

   "I heard you were going to Holland, right? Why did you turn around?" Goulding asked.

   "He's going back for Christmas," said Georgiana.

   Goulding and Kiara looked at her like a fool.

   "Going to the Netherlands was an impromptu idea, because I wanted to see Rembrandt's tomb, which was not part of this trip." Georgiana replied.

   "Not because of other deployments after the Dutch withdrawal?" Goulding asked.

   "The French suspect that I'm a spy, and he won't let me get in touch with them." Giannina suddenly remembered that Bonaparte had just asked her to deal with postal issues.

   "What do you remember?" Kiara asked anxiously.

   "Do you think there is a possibility of a hypothetical telegraph between England and France?" asked Georgiana.

   "Why...no, what is a telegram?" Kiara asked.

   "Ask others, I'm sure someone at the scene will know." Georgiana said with a smile, then turned and walked away.

After walking a few steps, the burning pain in her cheek reminded her that she had been beaten. She turned to look at Chiara, and Chiara also looked at her. She had the attitude of continuing to fight if she dared to go over, so Goulding pulled Chia. pulled away.

   She held her breath unwillingly, turned around and walked back. At this time, she looked up and found that the boy just now was gone.

   It's possible that she had "exercise" just now. She was hot all over and couldn't feel the coldness just now, and then she continued to walk in the direction of the lounge.

The name of the Republic of Batavia comes from the Batavies, the name of the "barbarians" who lived on the right bank of the Rhine, near the North Sea, around the 1st century AD, while the Romans on the left bank of the Rhine and Tacitus In the records, not all the Rhine River is turbulent, and some sections of the river are shallow enough to cross. Such places are regarded as "natural boundaries", and the wandering people are divided into "this side" and "" there".

In the 4th century, the Huns invaded and occupied the Danube River, the largest river in Europe. The "barbarians" who originally occupied that area moved westward, which led to the Romans who ruled this area in the 3rd century, and became Germanic in the 6th century. people.

The whole world was turned upside down. The barbarians began to use the roads and aqueducts built by the Romans. Georgiana had been to Lyon and visited the aqueduct bridges left in ancient Roman times. Bonaparte showed her the complete map, that one. The road built by the Romans started from Vienna to Neuss, which is located on the west bank of the lower Rhine River in Germany, and then along the Rhine River, through Xanten, Klefer, until "Batavia" .

  No one likes being called a "barbarian", and the naming method is so "Roman" that she could almost imagine that Napoleon would have been treated as coldly as Joseph II in Belgium if he set foot on Dutch soil.

  Louis "later" became King of the Netherlands, Louis may have received more education than Napoleon, he worked hard to integrate into Dutch society, even learning Dutch, Bonaparte can't change his accent when he speaks French now.

Language will form an invisible boundary that separates people, just like God wanted to prevent mankind from building the Tower of Babel, making mankind speak different languages, so that mankind could not communicate with each other, and the plan failed, and mankind has since scattered things. .

  The **** of the desert nomads united the kingdoms after the collapse of Rome and launched a crusade.

  The fire of refining sin is different from Avici Hell. It will cleanse petty sins, and ascetic practitioners of that era would whip their backs in exchange for peace of mind.

But there is a kind of suffering that men cannot understand. "Barbarian" women are not like Roman women, who will abandon children who are not strong enough in the abandoned babyyard, and they will not cry so much that they want to die in their place, because they believe The God of War will send Valkyrie to lead them to Valhalla for a feast.

Medea would poison her husband's new love, her aunt poisoned her husband, Andromeda would serve her new master on the surface, but secretly abandoned her child, Hector, whom she loved. Hector and their children are dead, and tears cannot bring Hector back to life, as well as her son, and the one who killed her son was Odysseus, his grandson of the Greeks. The proposal was made at the meeting and passed unanimously.

  Because the Greeks could not raise the son of a very brave man, he had to be thrown from the head of Troy, the head of the city built by Apollo.

When he heard the news, Andromache cried out: My dearest son, my priceless treasure, your father's bravery ruined you, and may the same decision be made to his own (Odysseus) son on the head.

  This is Andromache's curse on Odysseus. In fact, the boy almost died. If his father stayed a little longer on Calypso's island, the "suiters" would have already started.

In the eye of the typhoon, it is a kind of tranquility. On the canal from Bruges to Ghent, the 20 fortresses that used to serve as the border of the Dutch Republic are actually very few. It has been 20 years since William III went to inspect them. In disrepair, the French attacked with new siege machines, and they almost destroyed them.

   The problem is that Georgiana really doesn't know much, and she only knew about Antwerp's plans when she got here. No one knew what he was going to do, that's why he sent a beautiful spy. Chiara is not only versatile, but also speaks Italian. They have been alone for so long, has she obtained information?

   The premise is that Bonaparte has to be fooled.

   When she returned to the lounge, he also came back and was looking at the "purchase list" she left on the table.

   Sensing her presence, he looked up at her.

   "Why do you buy so many pumps?" he asked.

   "For the fire brigade." Georgiana smiled and said, "The pump used for fire fighting must have sufficient pressure and water volume. You want the water sprayed from the water pipe to be like Xiaolian's urine. How could it possibly put out the fire."

   "Why don't you buy something girls bought." He smiled and put down the piece of paper.

   She walked up to him "How's the interview going?"

   The smile on his face disappeared.

"What's up?"

   "Have you heard of the American Temperance Association? They think alcoholism is a harmful behavior, and you're condoning depravity with Ekaterina's beer policy."

  Georgianna opened her mouth in surprise.

   "They're trying to bring an American-style Temperance movement to Europe, and they've written petitions to set up Temperance chapters in France, and Russia."

   "Unbelievable." She frowned. "You agree?"

   He laughed loudly, "As long as you don't get drunk, why ban it?"

   She wondered how to refute him.

   "Did you hear that?" he said suddenly.

   "Hear what?"

   "Music." He took her hand. "How about a dance with me?"

   Before she could speak, he took her to a waltz, a dance he became more and more proficient at.

   When the music over there stopped, and they stopped dancing, he just wanted to bow his head to kiss her, when she raised her hand and slapped her in the face.

   "Why?" he asked, touching the beaten face.

   "I was beaten." She pointed to her face "I almost got into a fight with Kiara just now."

   He smiled triumphantly, as if he thought it was a glorious thing for two beauties to fight for him.

   "Who won?" he asked casually.

   "Didn't you hear? It was a 'almost' fight." Georgiana smirked, "I was pulled away before I could fight back."

   "So you were the only one who was beaten?" He said dissatisfiedly, "Who is that guy who pulled the fight? Why didn't you wait for you to fight back before pulling you guys apart."

   "Yes, that's why I hit you." She said with a smile, "Are you going to call back?"

   He looked at her incomprehensibly.

   "Sometimes I really suspect you're insane."

   She slumped, just about to get angry.

"Chiara originally had three younger siblings, but they were all killed by her deranged nanny, so she was the only surviving child in the family, and that woman still believed that what she did was to send them to heaven." He sighed With a sigh, "Don't be crazy like her."

   "Oh!" Georgiana covered her mouth in surprise.

   "I really have nothing to do with her, don't let those rumors spread."

   "But I already said it."

"what did you say?"

   "I say, build a telegraph line between England and France."

   Now his expression is serious.

   "Am I causing trouble?" she said guiltyly.

   "Why do you say that?" he asked angrily.

   "I want to cover this 'news' with a big news." She muttered, "How do I know she has so many stories."

   He shook his head, "stood" her hand and led her out of the lounge.

   (end of this chapter)