Harry Potter Morning Light

Chapter 741 Forbidden Land
A church has stood on the island of Lazaretto since the 9th century.

Since the 8th century AD, the Armenian country has been invaded by Arabs, Byzantines, and Tatars successively. Some of them fled abroad, while others chose to be mercenaries. The Byzantine emperor Heraclius who first established diplomatic relations with China That's Armenian.

In addition to the Black Death, leprosy is also a vicious infectious disease. This church was originally used as a leprosy sanatorium, but as more and more people suffered from the Black Death on the nearby islands, it became It became a sanatorium for the Black Death.

The patron saint of lepers is Lazarus. The altar mural of the church is the scene of Lazarus being awakened from the grave by Jesus in the cave. In addition, the walls of the church are all white stucco. The church of Our Lady of Ankang has such gorgeous domes, sculptures and chandeliers. The roof has collapsed in half, and vines have grown in through the holes. Obviously, the church and the island have been abandoned.

The Benedictine Order is one of the Catholic monasteries, whose symbols are the cross and the plow. In addition to completing daily spiritual activities, the monks also transcribe ancient books and engage in other work.

On the left and right wings of the church are two very long corridors, which together with a row of fir trees form a courtyard, which is a dormitory, where monks used to live, and on the other side of the courtyard is a double-storey Byzantine-style building. That's where the quarantined patients live.

"You know, there is actually a legend about that stone chair that whoever sits on it will get married within a year." Alessandro said dryly, the strange atmosphere seemed to make him feel scared.

"The isolation point is on Xindao, and only people from the Archeology Club will set foot there now." Monica said, "It used to be used as a military base. In order to repair the arsenal, they demolished the bell tower of the church."

"The Archeology Club?" Pomona asked.

"There is a kid, he invited me to join him in the archeology summer camp." Monica tilted her head and recalled, "His name is Francisco or Antonio?"

"Why was it abandoned?" Pomona asked again.

"Because Mussolini fell?" Monica said hesitantly.

"Just like Albania." Severus said coldly, "Muggles also like to study the dark arts."

"What's in Albania?" Monica asked immediately.

Severus didn't answer her.

Pomona has always ignored a problem. It is not that the dementor has no facial features, but is blocked by the shroud. The place where the mouth was originally looks like a hole. That place should be given by some kind of dark force. eroded.

In the early days of Azkaban, Muggle sailors were attracted, and dark wizards used shrouds to bury them while they were still alive. Maybe they were the same as those patients who were not completely dead. The palms of scabs may be left when they grasped the coffin board. When courage and hope fade, nothingness gradually occupies the heart, and people will fall into darkness. When they give up hope and no longer struggle, the one who "gets up" is Not human anymore.

"Are dementors real?" Pomona asked, thinking she was amused.

The old bat glared at her.

"It is rumored in Transylvania and Hungary that wizards will burn Magia posthuma's body to ashes to spread the plague. If dementors don't have bodies, can destroying their bodies destroy them?" Pomona asked Severus Said, then said to Monica "I specialize in vampires, if you want to see real vampires go to Transylvania, I remember they are renting out their castle."

"I remember when the Dementors were multiplying and the Muggles were disappearing," Severus said quietly. "He made them watch me."

Pomona thought of Hogwarts full of dementors.

All memories of happiness are lost, only coldness and depression, no one thinks that going to school is a happy thing anymore, even if it is magic.

Pomona took out her wand.

"Expecto Patronum."

As white smoke puffed from the wand and it transformed into a swan, the two Muggle teenagers, who had never seen anything like it before, both let out a cry of surprise.

"What?" She shrugged at the old bat, who was staring at her with a death stare. "It's Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"It's so beautiful." Monica looked at the swan with admiration and said, "Can I touch it?"

"It has no body dear, you can't touch anything."

"Ever seen a duck walk? A swan walks no more gracefully on land than it does," he sarcastically said.

"Isn't your patron saint the same as me?" She replied without showing any weakness, and the old bat pursed his lips and remained silent, as if he dared not speak out.

Oh, and Merlin's beard, that sharp-tongued Slytherin head was rendered speechless by Hufflepuff's always upbeat fool head.

Sure enough, any miracle can happen in the dwelling place of God.

"Hahaha." She laughed smugly, and pulled out the magic sparkler from Weasley's Wheezes Shop, which went flying around like Bludgers.

Other people come to Venice to seek pleasure, but she always touches those sufferings, why her honeymoon is so strange.

"Napoleon destroyed our city." Alessandro said sadly, "Mussolini built bridges for us, and only with bridges can we have water pipes, so that we can have tap water to drink, so that we can live like real modern people. Otherwise my father would have left Venice for Milan like everyone else."

"He's talking about the bridge from Venice to the mainland." Monica said blankly, "Napoleon took away all the artwork and treasures, and then let the Austrians rule us. Many people were poor, and they blocked the port. , Food was not allowed to come in, cholera and famine raged, but we did not give up resistance, we Venice was the first city to start the Italian War of Independence."

"I know." Pomona said, looking at Monica.

"Is it possible to prevent Venice from being independent again?" Monica asked, "I think it's good to be an Italian."

"Are you afraid that Italy will be divided again?" Severus asked.

"I don't like that." Monica shook her head. "Too much war."

"It was Venice that finally returned to the War of Independence," said Alessandro.

"Where's the Vatican?" Pomona asked.

"I'm not smart enough to answer your question, it's too difficult," Alessandro said. "The bombing didn't destroy us, it almost destroyed the city when we deported the Jews. They're not really good neighbors, but I think it's a bit Too much."

"That's the vicious look when you didn't see them asking for the bill." Monica said coldly, "Angela is really lucky..."

"Enough." Pomona stopped them.

Some topics really should be stopped in moderation, otherwise they will become annoying people.

"But there are still many people who are willing to protect your city." Severus said, "I remember there was a big flood in 1966, and it almost disappeared."

"Oh, that's why you said Venice was sinking?" Pomona suddenly realized.

"But it didn't sink. Many people who love this city are willing to help us." Monica pursed her lips. "Actually, we don't hate tourists that much, we just hate the hustle and bustle."

"And affordable housing," Alessandro said. "Hasn't Alicia applied yet?"

"Shut up." Monica said annoyed.

"Tourists are annoying, but it's even more annoying when they don't come," Pomona said, looking at the desolate island, with the crowded main island of Venice visible in the distance.

It is annoying to run around for food all day long, but food makes us feel happy. This is life, pain and happiness.

"The living are so crowded, and the dead are to be buried in the church?"

"There are only tombstones in the church, and the cemetery is on Michael's Island," Monica said.

"Oh, do you want to take part in the mysterious tour of the Doge's Palace?" Alessandro asked suddenly.

"Come on." Monica waved her hands exaggeratedly, "They won't be interested."

"In the middle of the night, after the museum closes, I'll ask a friend to take you in." Alisandro said mysteriously, "Remember to wear a mask."

"Is your mayor a Venetian?" Pomona asked.

"Of course." Monica said with a sly smile, "The mayor is proud of the restaurant killing cheapskate tourists. He thinks that coming to Venice costs money. Do you think he's right, tourist?"

Pomona laughed.

It’s just a little bit of money. The profiteers in Venice tricked the Crusaders into plundering Constantinople. It’s the progress of the times that they didn’t fool tourists into slave ships.

After all, slavery is no longer legal in the 21st century. Venetians were well-known slave traders in the Middle Ages. Even modern Venetians can't count, let alone ancient ones.

Modern people basically have no hope of survival when they go back to ancient times.

"Let's go, let's change places." Pomona said with her arms around Monica's shoulders.

"Don't you look at mass graves?"

"It's best not to come to this place, to leave a little peace for the dead." Pomona asked, "That archaeological club will cause trouble sooner or later, what they imitate is not an exorcism ceremony."

"Dark magic." Severus added dryly, "I can feel it."

"Muggles can use dark magic too?"

"I don't know, maybe they found something," Severus said.

"I've seen a movie where the main character gets the Egyptian Book of the Dead, and then he can summon the army of the dead," Alisandro continued.

"They can invite the Virgin Mary to protect the city, so why wouldn't they invite others?" Severus said. "It's better to make this island unmarkable on the map. What does the Italian Ministry of Magic do?"

"It seems that the wizard's government is also very inefficient, and they can't be counted on at all." Monica said with emotion, "Mamma Mia, I really miss the Republic of Venice."

(End of this chapter)