Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 962 "Golden Eye"

  My love now has no edges. You have heard people say that there are windows that open one heart to another, but if there is no wall, there is no need to install windows or latches.

  ——Rumi

  On February 1, 2005, a Vatican spokesperson announced that the pope had been hospitalized because of a cold and throat spasms, accompanied by "a certain amount of breathing difficulties."

  Since December last year, Italy has experienced a rare cold weather. Many people have caught colds, but Parkinson’s disease has aggravated the Pope’s illness.

  In September 2003, he cancelled a public appearance due to stomach discomfort, and he also urgently promoted 30 cardinals.

  At the time, everyone thought they were waiting in St. Peter’s Square to see white smoke rising from the chimney.

  Not everyone can forgive people who have hurt themselves, but John Paul II forgave the Turkish youth who assassinated him and prevented the situation from getting worse.

  Murphy’s Law is not always right, and some people will avoid choices that can cause disaster.

  When Joseph came to the Palace of the Apostles, there were many passing staff, whether they were Swiss guards or bodyguards, looking sideways at him.

  Joseph frowned. Even if they deliberately acted as usual, as long as they were not blind, they could feel those probing gazes. When he felt inexplicable, Juliati from the Security Department stopped him.

   "What's the matter?" Joseph asked.

   "The Pope’s friend has come to visit him." Down Raphael’s corridor, Juliati whispered, "He came back overnight last night."

   "Oh!" Joseph suddenly realized, no wonder the Pope's Chamber of Servants sent him an email, asking him to attend the morning bishop's mass.

  "The butler asked me to wait for you here." Juliati looked around and made sure that no one said again, "Now the American Archbishop and Corrado Baducci are inside."

   "Thank you." Joseph said with a serious expression.

   "You are welcome." After saying this simple sentence, Julianti left as if nothing had happened.

  Maybe faith makes people noble, but in the Vatican, intrigue and intrigue are indispensable.

  Joseph took out the pine cone necklace from his neck, kissed it, then put it back on the neckline, and walked along the masterpieces of the Renaissance masters to the Pope’s reception room.

  For a long time, the church has always relied on pastors to use gentle hands to deliver the "Holy Supper" and God to believers, just like a mother feeding a baby wearing a bib.

  But wayward babies tend to mess around and make an ordinary meal look like a battlefield.

  Joseph is not good at dealing with children, and he is not good at feeding. The door of the church is open. You can go out if you don’t want to eat the sacrament.

  The only way to approach God is piety. Perhaps Richard’s story is fabricated, but Joseph did encounter real demons. This is by far the most effective way to deal with demons.

  Vellemeammihiliberatemfatasinerentnaturaquantcontulit.

  I hope that fate will give me freedom, just as nature gave me.

  A person may not be able to decide which bed he was born in, but he can change his life according to his own efforts.

  Maybe God has his own arrangements for everyone, but I am willing to find my own way in the mist-shrouded wasteland.

  Unless God pleases, how could Adam's fall happen?

  Is the suffering of mankind in God’s eyes just an entertaining movie?

There is a movie called "The World of Trumen". Since childhood, Trumen has lived in a small city called Taoyuan Island. It is actually a huge studio. It seems that he lives exactly the same life as ordinary people. But I don't know that thousands of cameras are facing him every second of life, the whole world is watching him all the time, not to mention that everyone around him, including his wife and friends, are actors.

  Until one day, the “father” who “dead” because of him appeared again. Although the “father” was immediately taken away by the staff, Truman began to doubt the world in grief.

  It's a pity that he didn't think he had encountered a ghost.

For "Trumen's World", the producer and director is the **** of this world. The director creates a world for the audience to see, just like the audience sitting in a movie theater watching "Trumen's World" in the real world. .

  The cognitive confusion at that moment almost drove him crazy, maybe he was also the "truman" in a certain movie.

  This world is not real.

When Truman decided to leave the studio, the director told him that he is now the most popular star in the world. What he has achieved today is beyond ordinary people’s imagination. If he wants to stay in the studio, he can continue to be a star. Life, the outside world was so cruel, he couldn't adapt.

  But Truman still chose to leave. He drove the sailboat and came to the "end of the world", walking along the stairs to the sky, just like the ladder Jacob dreamed of, but did that ladder really lead to heaven?

  How much is the difference between cloud and fog?

  With the air pollution, there is more and more smog in big cities, just like Dante's description of the first layer of **** shrouded in dense fog.

  But this city is heaven in the eyes of some people.

  Sometimes, he would not know where he was, heaven, hell, or the world.

  Fr Constantine told him: "God is with you, wherever you go, he will bless you, and you can replace your father with God the Father."

  Joseph doesn’t want to think about the **** murder scene. In contrast, the gorgeous church looks much pleasing to the eye.

  Joseph has finished his exorcism training since he was a child. If he leaves the "Trumen world", how can he make a living in the "real world"?

  If you were Truman, would you leave?

  Even if you know that this world is not real.

  Compared with the power of exorcism, Joseph hopes that he can have eyes that can see the future in advance.

  Fortunately, although he did not have this ability, he was given a "friendship reminder". At least he understood what he was about to face, which was better than being unprepared.

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  The rain in Los Angeles is still falling. In the corridor of the hospital, Mills and Anthony looked at the lying girl together.

  Ethan Logan said that her eyes were abnormal, and neither of them looked at anyone in the morgue just now. After all, there were corpses all around.

  Anthony put on rubber gloves, the voice sounded so harsh in the silent corridor, Mills couldn't help turning his eyes away.

   With a "pop", Anthony turned on the pen-shaped flashlight, and then he leaned over and lifted Angela's eyelids.

"How?"

  Mills waited for a long time without hearing Anthony talking, and couldn't help asking.

   "You can watch too." Anthony said coldly.

  At this moment, Mills' phone rang suddenly, and the sound almost made him jump up.

  Mills cursed while pressing the answer button.

   "How is it?" O'Sullivan asked.

   "Nothing." Mills stared at Anthony and said, "How is your situation?"

  "The technicians are still inspecting necklaces, but I have new discoveries."

   "What did you find?"

   "Cat." O'Sullivan said, "The technician who processed the audio found a meow in the noise, and the driver claimed that he saw a cat on the windowsill, and there was a car accident shortly afterwards."

   "Interesting." Anthony smiled and said, "Golden irises are rare in humans, but there are more animals."

  "Golden eyes?" Mills couldn't help looking down at Angela. In the tape, he clearly remembered that her eyes were blue.

  As a result, this look made him stiff.

Angela Warren’s eyes are like two sunbirds from the Shang and Zhou Dynasties. The surrounding iris is golden yellow, and the pupil in the middle is a rotating gear, which looks like the "coaster" Ethan showed him. very similar.

  "Can human eyes grow like this? Doctor?" Mills asked.

  Anthony did not answer, it seems that he does not know the answer.

  (End of this chapter)