Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 1148 The Story of Paris (1)

  Departing from London, on the European train bound for Venice, a chef named Philip once told Pomona that he did not like Paris now.

  "Huadu" represents romance in many people's hearts and is synonymous with fashion.

  There is the winding Seine River passing through the city, the Notre Dame de Paris without the weird bell tower, the cafes with strong aromas on the roadside, and the most beautiful street Champs Elysées.

  However, when you really arrive in this city, you will know that all of this is just conceived by yourself.

  The street is littered with rubbish, and the subway station is dilapidated, and a faint smell of urine can be smelled. I don’t know if this is made by humans or left by dogs.

  Many people like to keep dogs, but they don’t shovel their **** when they are walking, so you should always pay attention to your feet when you "walk" on the street.

  Even Chanel's couture shoes are completely ruined by stepping on this "soft gold". Fortunately, there are many "fountains" on the side of the road, but those are other people's drinking spots. Who would give a good face to wash the **** on the feet at other people's drinking spots?

  The French may not be happy to say that, but since the king was overthrown by the people of Paris, France has indeed weakened.

  Even if you don’t mention the performance of France in World War II, the capital of a country, except for the Eiffel Tower and Louvre, the most popular attractions, the overall impression is that it is dirty and messy, with graffiti everywhere on the walls, which looks really indecent.

  The neighbourhood where white people live may be better. Perhaps this is why Grindelwald chooses the white community as the base of his trip to Paris.

  Grindelwald does not discriminate against Muggles, he just doesn’t treat them as human beings.

  He needed a place to live, and then his followers killed the original owner of the house, threw them into the coffin and took them away.

  This is what one of Grindelwald’s followers said during the post-war trial. Grindelwald did not like Paris, so he planned to destroy the city.

  Parisians like to wear black. Severus’s black suit is easy to blend in. On the contrary, Pomona, who wears an idyllic floral dress, will be laughed at by passers-by.

Fortunately, she and Naxisha went to a high-order clothing store together. After being stared at a few times rudely, she found a good-quality dress to wear, so passers-by looked at her with more eyes. Somewhat admired and friendly.

In Paris at the end of the 18th century, people built glass roofs between the arcades on the streets, so that the ladies got off the carriages and walked into these naturally lit long corridors without worrying about the sun and rain outside, and they could relax inside. Go shopping for coffee.

  A philosopher said that the arcade is a city, or even a miniature world.

  There are not only literati artists, inlaid painted floors and boutique windows, but also museum-like lighting and reliefs.

The men and women living in this world are dressed glamorously and exudes a sense of superiority. They can't see the dirty and shabby subway stations, and they don't know the dirty and messy areas of non-rich people, let alone those human worlds. Suffering.

  All people are the same, but people and people live in different worlds.

  Louis XV’s mistress, Madame Pompadour, can read Montesquieu's books. Through the development of Rococo, she liberated France from dependence on Chinese porcelain, which saved Louis XV a lot of money.

  Mary Press Toinette doesn’t know what to do at a critical moment.

  In the beginning, the French people did not intend to kill the king. They planned to follow the example of the British and establish a constitutional monarchy. It was Louis XVI who planned to escape, and the situation became more and more out of control.

  Even if you want to escape, you should pack lightly, and what do you do with so many jewels and cosmetics?

  In order to transfer these things, he leaked the wind, as if he didn't die fast enough.

No one can be happy with a tadpole with his head drowned. Pomona with black hair looks full of darkness. No one can connect this girl with the witch who is always cheerful and passionate in patched robes. Together.

  Byron also wrote a famous saying in "Don Juan":

  My love for you is hate for human beings, because I cannot concentrate on loving you if I fall in love with human beings.

  She never dreamed that Albus’s love partner was the Dark Lord Grindelwald.

  There are many people in this world who are not worth saving. They are like spoiled fruits, not only sour, but also absorbing the nutrients needed by other fruits. The old madman Grindelwald felt that these fruits should be cut off.

  The old fool Albus Dumbredo didn't want anyone to suffer the pain of losing a loved one like him. He saved the good fruits and the bad fruits with him.

  For this, he sacrificed his personal happiness, including family affection and love, to achieve the "best interests".

Even if Muggles don’t hunt and kill wizards like they did in the Middle Ages, they don’t need to be punished for hurting Arianna. Instead, Parcival Dumbledore, who has claimed justice for his daughter, was imprisoned in Azkaban. Whose interests are protected by international secrecy laws?

  Grindelwald took advantage of this loophole. He took advantage of "for the best benefit, at the expense of personal interests", and took advantage of those pure-blooded nobles to profit for himself.

  This is easy to confuse. After all, hypocrites who profit for themselves under the banner of public welfare are difficult to identify. They seem to be wearing a disguise.

  When people recognize the face of such hypocrites, they will become even more angry.

  Perhaps Grindelwald was locked in Newmontgard not because he was forgotten, but because people saw him clearly.

   "Anything you like?" Severus asked.

  He did not show obvious impatience like other men who accompany women shopping, on the contrary, he behaved gracefully and decently, fully demonstrating his pretended noble etiquette.

   "You are going to buy summer clothes." Pomona said, looking at his heavy clothes.

   "I can't wear short sleeves." Severus motioned to his arm with the Dark Mark's mark "That would cause trouble."

  "Are you giving me a problem?"

  He smirked.

  “Don’t buy Hawaiian shirts, it’s a waste to buy them.”

  "Do you know what black looks like?" Pomona stared into his eyes and said, "You look like a cheap thug."

   "At least others know that you are carrying a bodyguard, so they dare not offend you." Severus looked down at her shoes. "Why don't you wear high heels?"

  "I hate high-heeled shoes." Pomona said coldly. "That kind of shoes were originally designed for men who are not confident in their height, just like that iron tower!"

  Pomona looked at the dark iron tower outside the shop window.

   "I really don't understand, why design it?"

   "It's okay to be used to it." A female salesperson said in English "It was designed in order to be able to remove it at any time, so the steel frame structure was used like a shelf."

   "You can understand this as the victory monument." Severus said, "Besides the French have tolerated it, why do you complain?"

   "I hate Paris." When she left the boutique and returned to the arcade, Pomona said with dissatisfaction.

  "Would you like to go to the Louvre?" Severus asked.

   "I would prefer to see Father Lachaise Cemetery."

   Severus stared at her.

"what's happenin?"

   "I thought you would say go to the wizard shopping street in Paris."

   "I want to see what happened there after the war." Pomona said, "Don't forget what we did in Italy."

   "Do you think we will be wanted?" Severus asked.

   "That's why I forgive you." Pomona stroked her black hair. "It worked."

  "This is the recipe I found from the Black's collection." Severus smiled and said, "Black hair is the hallmark of their family."

   "It's like a crow's feather." Pomona looked at his greasy black hair and said, "Why don't you take the Potter's hair smoother, anyway, Harry doesn't need to rely on this business to make a living now."

   "Is it because the Fogel family took over the Medici family business?" Severus asked.

"how do you know?"

   "I think I am starting to understand you, inspiration, right?"

  Pomona kissed him, leaving a faint lip print on his face "Smart."

   "That may require the Potter's secret recipe."

   "Is that difficult for you? Professor?" Pomona smiled and said, "It's just a hair smoothing agent, not a wolf poison potion."

  The potion master smiled.

  "How about going to Nick LeMay's hideout?" Severus asked.

   "Do you know where it is?"

"Although I haven't shipped the Philosopher's Stone, I have read the letters left by Albus. You know my hobby, like opening other people's envelopes." He put his arms around Pomona's waist and was leisurely in the arcade. "Maybe there is some treasure left there."

  Pomona considered it for a while and agreed to obey.

  After all, the living people live in a much better place than the dead, but it is really strange, why did she think of the grave again?

  (End of this chapter)