Harry Potter’s Morning Light

   Chapter 1234

Wearing clogs is a tradition in the Netherlands. Because Amsterdam’s altitude is lower than the sea level, clogs can not only prevent moisture and moisture, but also prevent shoes from getting dirty. The boat-shaped clogs represent that you can walk around the world on a boat. Places you can't go.

There was a time when Myrtle was always getting wet on the floor, and the children in lower grades had to wear wooden clogs when they passed by her stairs to avoid dirty feet from the toilet. At that time They haven't mastered the higher magic spells, not to mention the distance between the feet and those dirty things will feel much better psychologically.

   "Tap, kick", the sound of walking in clogs sounds unpleasant at all, not to mention that if you walk a little bit faster, it will splash the sewage.

  This method cannot solve the problem fundamentally. Later, Albus came forward to negotiate with Myrtle. If she doesn't control herself anymore, she may have to find another residence.

  Later, Myrtle converged, but it took some time for this “fashion” of wearing wooden clogs to end because of the new school year.

  Men can wear boots, but women are not easy to wear boots, because there are no clothes to match with boots, not to mention that if the skirt accidentally touches something on the ground, it will be more "beautiful".

  Maybe women like to wear high heels.

In addition to tights, another "female necessities" that Pomona hates that harms the body for beauty is high heels. It was clearly invented by Louis XIV to solve the inferiority complex of her height. Why did she later become a woman? Would someone make fun of walking in high heels?

  She hated wooden clogs, and even more hated the carriages that were speeding by. The people in the carriages didn’t feel how dirty the ground was, so the carriages ran so fast that they didn’t know how much sewage splashed all the way.

  Yes, the weather is very sunny, but the problem is that there is still a lot of water on the road. Pomona no longer wants to guess its origin.

  Mr. Jenner maintained the etiquette of a gentleman and asked Pomona to walk on the inside of the road, and walk on the outside of the road, so that even if there is mud, it will splash on him.

Napoleon Bonaparte walked half a step away from them. Behind him was his two footmen, one of them named Anbar, which means iron in ancient Sumer, and it also represents heaven. Fire, he was a black slave given to him by the chief during Napoleon’s expedition to Egypt.

Giving slaves is a local custom. Anbar is not a beautiful-looking slave. He even looks a little ugly. His lower lip is very thick, he has a lion's nose, and his brows are always frowning, as if he is suffering all the time. Some kind of pain.

He didn’t have any weapons on his body, and he was dressed in French clothes. In contrast, Lustamo, dressed as a Turkic, carried a Mamluk sword. He looked good and dressed strangely. He was attracted along the way. Many people's eyes.

  The security in Paris is very bad, not to mention at the end of the 18th century and the beginning of the 19th century, it is best to take two guards to go out even in broad daylight.

Napoleon, who was originally not tall, is even smaller under the background of these two tall warriors, and now he looks gentle, as if he is a college student. He speaks with Mr. Jenner very submissively, almost always answering questions. The low-profile appearance made it difficult for Pomona to associate him with the general who stood high in front of the soldiers.

  Mr. Jenner was shocked by the shocking sanitary conditions in Paris. At the same time, London, which was also a metropolis with millions of people, did much better than Paris in this regard.

  "Why don't you pave paving stones on the road?" Mr. Jenner couldn't help asking Napoleon when another carriage splashed with water in the mud puddle.

"It was laid before, and then the citizens pried the road stones as a throwing weapon." The general who had used **** means to suppress the riots said calmly, "I am going to let the mayor of Paris re-lay the bricks, but we have to do it before that. A good underground drainage system is just a very dangerous job. Underground tunnels not only contain sewage, but also plague and suffocating gas. At present, there is not such a brave person to undertake this difficult task."

   Pomona remembered the famous saying "The sewer is the conscience of the city." It seems that Mr. Brunasso is not yet mentally prepared to face the terrible sewer.

  Pomona saw many beggars along the way.

  War is always unavoidable. Even if there is no battlefield, the return to the civilized world will be tortured by life. Those who were physically disabled leaned against the roots of the roadside buildings, staring at the sky with blank eyes, as if hope was far away from them.

  She looked back at Napoleon suspiciously. He said that he would not let the woman who had been with him end in bleak, so what about the man who had followed him?

  He may not do as well as Louis XIV on this point. Louis XIV also built a Les Invalides to house veterans.

  The transfer of veterans to civilians is a complicated process. Soldiers may not only have physical disabilities, but also their souls will become no longer pure. It is difficult for them to adapt to the lives of ordinary residents, just as it is difficult for civilians to adapt to a war-torn battlefield.

  This is one of the reasons why she hates war so much.

  Some wars cannot be avoided, but non-essential wars can not be launched unless they are launched. During the Civil War, Southerners actively participated in the war only thinking of "victory". They did not think about defeat or death.

  If Marie Antoinette lived in a deep palace and did not know the world, what did the nobles living outside the palace see?

  "Be compassionate." A beggar who was missing a leg raised the bowl in his hand and begged Pomona.

   Generally speaking, women are more compassionate than men, and will leave some charity.

  But Pomona looked at other people who were standing far away and not far away from the corner of the street. They had good hands and feet, and their eyes were full of "hunger." These beggars could also become criminals at any time.

  She sympathizes with this physically disabled beggar, but she feels that if he gives him money directly, he may not be able to protect his property, and even they are a group of people, relying on selling miserables to win the sympathy of others to defraud money.

"If you are hungry, I will give you bread." Pomona said to the beggar. "If you wish to find a job that can be done with bare hands, I will help you find it, but I will not give you money. Why are the legs missing? Have you participated in the war?"

  A light suddenly appeared in the beggar's muddy eyes.

   "Stand up, soldier." Napoleon said from the side, his words had a magical power, which made the beggar obey the order subconsciously and stood up on the wall.

   "Go 200 meters ahead and there is a porridge shed. You can walk there by yourself. If you feel that you can't walk, I can help you pass."

  200 meters is not too far, but if you have to go through the muddy roads of cars, it is too difficult for a handicapped person.

  The beggar kept staring at Napoleon, his eyes staring like copper bells, as if he had a deep hatred with him.

   "Do you want to drink some water?" Pomona said, letting them look at each other like this, Napoleon in disguise might be recognized. God knows what commotion will happen then.

   "Thank you for your kindness, madam." The beggar leaned over to Pomona gently and politely, then took the crutches placed on the ground and left the wall just now.

  His back straightened, and it looked like he had just returned from the battlefield, but Pomona didn’t know how long he could hold on.

  Passion will always dissipate. It is so unreliable and not enough to become the cornerstone of marriage, but many people will get lost in it.

  She remembered a song that she listened to in a record store in Liverpool. When she was 60, she would sit on the sofa and knit wool like an ordinary woman, and someone would be reading a newspaper on the other sofa.

  The food was grunting in the kitchen. She would occasionally say a few words, even if no one answered her, she could chat with herself.

  It was a very warm picture, but now she finds it very scary. She is afraid that the person will put down the newspaper.

  Because she is not facing a living person at all, but a skeleton.

  She is a crazy old lady in the eyes of the neighbors and children next door.

  This is a dream, she should be awake.

  She slapped herself, pain in her cheek, and even a burning sensation.

   "It's useless." Napoleon walked over with his hands behind his back and smirked. Mr. Jenner was talking to a passerby, who seemed to know him, and was eloquently expressing his admiration.

   "You hit me twice and I didn't wake up. You asked me to show you the truth. Now you see it, we are not dreaming."

   "Go away!" she said in rude words.

"After seeing the tragic situation of these people, more and more people have deserted from military service. Some people deliberately broke their fingers and knocked off their front teeth so that they could not operate the matchlock gun. Others chose to marry too early. The law has to stipulate the bottom line of marriage age, and I need someone to settle these beggars.” Napoleon paused and said, “This should be a woman’s job, but Josephine will definitely not come to this dirty place. She even I think the barracks are also very dirty, and I can’t let other people do it, especially church people, they will use this to gather people’s hearts.”

   "Do you want me to help you with this work?"

"Not only that, Giorgioanna." Napoleon looked at the water of the Seine not far away and said, "The domestic sewage is directly discharged into the river, and the drinking water of the residents of the city is also taken from this river. It is more than the Nile. Dirty, but the citizens will drink directly without purification. Sooner or later there will be a plague. I want to build a canal and a water supply system. This is what the government should do, but the apologists are busy with partying and having fun. Of course, there is no time. To deal with these problems..."

   "Don't say so high-sounding, you just want to build a second Rome." Pomona interrupted his endless talk.

  "You haven't been to Rome, how do you know that I want to build Rome?" He looked at her brightly, and said in a firm tone that he was obviously a Muggle, but he seemed to have magical powers.

  "Because of the water system in ancient Rome and the Turkish bath, it was originally a Roman bath." She said involuntarily.

"The hygiene habits of Westerners are extremely bad. When in Egypt, the locals would use sand to clean themselves even if they had no water." Napoleon took out a snuff bottle, put a little bit on his nose, and took a few deep breaths. "This lifestyle is a habit. Need to be corrected."

   "No." She said helplessly.

"why not?"

"I am English……"

"Continuing the topic of yesterday, you know Dandolo, but you don’t know who Myers is. He is a disciple of Leonardo Da Vinci. Da Vinci spent the last three years in France and accompanied him at the time. It was Miles who came to France. He accompanied Leonardo until his death before returning to Italy. I think most people would think that Leonardo was a talent. You know why I think Miles is the only two in Italy. Is it one of the talents?"

  She didn’t want to answer this question.

  "Answer my question, Georgiana!" He said a little excitedly.

  "Da Vinci was French, he was loyal to Francois I." She said bitterly, "and he chose to be buried among the French."

  "François I called Leonardo da Vinci "my father". I can also call Mr. Jenner like that, as long as you accept me."

  "The British people will not accept a dictator!" She immediately refused. She believed this was the opinion of most people.

  Unexpectedly, he smiled contemptuously.

"why are you laughing?"

"If we have the worst sanitation in Europe, then you have the worst governing body in Europe. The soldiers and artillery you landed in Egypt have no vehicles and cavalry without horses. You don’t have everything necessary for the army. Generals need to purchase them by themselves. These mistakes It was caused when the cabinet made the expedition plan. They thought that when people got there, they would occupy that piece of land?"

  "Since you think Britain is so useless, why..."

   "Go on." Napoleon stared at Pomona threateningly, "Say what you meant to say."

  Pomona did not speak.

  "I can order the army to attack. It is easy to kill these unequipped soldiers, but those are 19,000 British and 26,000 Turks. Don’t you like peace?"

   "They won't be defeated so easily." Pomona said in vain.

"The soldier is like my son. I will prepare everything for my sons, but you will let them do everything on their own." Napoleon smiled and shook his head. "Like a father with an income of 60,000 francs pushing his son early. Go out and let him learn to be'independent'."

   Pomona thinks it's best to stop at this time.

  At this moment, the passer-by who greeted Mr. Jenner left his contact information, and then took off his hat and left.

  Napoleon walked towards Mr. Jenner, but he scratched Pomona’s palm deliberately before leaving.

  He didn't leave a trace of this thing, and no one except Pomona noticed it. It was like a hidden secret in broad daylight, which made people confused and infatuated.

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"Only Britain is left. Even the armed neutral countries are also submitting peace treaties with France. They have made a lot of benefits because of the'anti-French'." Severus came to the warehouse table for the first time. My friend said in English while dealing cards, "After the death of the Tsar, they doubted whether the anti-French alliance could defeat France. Later, Parker and Nelson bombarded Copenhagen in the Songde Strait. The Danish fleet suffered heavy losses. The information you provided was that Denmark was helping. The French transport saltpeter?"

   "That's right." Severus smoked slowly, smiling confidently.

   "That's right. Denmark signed an armistice agreement with us because of heavy naval losses, but they are helping France in private. This is very useful information. Good job, gentlemen."

   "Why did the navy bombard Copenhagen?" John asked puzzled.

  "They received news that France and Denmark have become an alliance. There was a fire in Copenhagen in 1795. They may have the secret support of France to rebuild so quickly."

"The United Kingdom has also helped a lot. This is the advantage of a neutral country. Both sides are trying to win." Another British fellow countryman read his card and looked at other people. "If the neutral alliance is disintegrated, there is no need to insist. , Addington proposed peace talks with France, but Winderton said that this is the'judgment of subjugation' and the conquest of Bonaparte. Before I left, I heard that the farmers were uniting to maintain the high price of grains, and they also played out'bread and blood'. The slogan sounds very Jacobin style."

"Napoleon is like a virus, spreading everywhere." John said. "But as long as you kill it, France will be a mob. Military generals have always hoped that he will divide France into small pieces and give it to them to rule. They stayed in Paris and lived like a Roman nobleman."

   "You arranged for the new'British woman' who appeared next to Napoleon?" the British fellow asked John.

  John glanced at Severus's sullen face and played a card to go out.

   "It's you." John said to his fellow countryman, "What else did you bring us?"

   "We won the battle in Egypt. The commander Monno who succeeded Kleber is an incompetent man. Cairo is now occupied by us." said a British fellow.

   "How many of us died?" Severus asked.

  British fellow with blue eyes looking straight at Severus, "You should pay attention to the good news. We won and Kleber is dead. We should celebrate it."

  "I'll get the wine." John stood up, and the Dutchman had been looking at his cards, as if he didn't care about why the two Englishmen stared at each other.

  (End of this chapter)