Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 1245 Lyric Theater (Part 1)

  The opera house that stood in Paris in the 20th century was rebuilt in 1860. The original one was destroyed in a fire in 1763.

  The vampire Giovanni lost the bid in that bid, and then he stopped doing overall architectural design and switched to an interior designer.

  Everyone has some regrets in their lives. To make up for those regrets becomes a desire. This desire drives people to imagine, "What would happen if I did that in the first place?"

  This is a city of memories, and it is not a complete memory. There is also a "future" in it.

After the fire of the Royal Opera House in 1763, Paris lost a place where the public could socialize. The king could watch operas in the Opera House of Versailles, while others could not. People desperately needed to find them from the many starry opera houses in Paris. A substitute to replace the original "jewel in the crown".

  All opera houses in Paris can be called Paris opera houses, but which one is the best?

The three goddesses of Meihui asked Prince Troy to choose the "most beautiful goddess". In Paris, this power was given to the citizens of Paris. This "Paris Opera" full of Italy and neoclassicism happened to be designed by Giovanni.

  He knew every colonnade of the opera house and the complicated backstage, so he took Severus into the "Paris Opera House" through a passage dedicated to actors.

When Severus appeared in the opera house, a dreamy feeling came into being. The well-dressed upstart celebrities were dancing or chatting in the Roman-style atrium with sopranos. Singing.

  A huge crystal lamp hangs from the roof, illuminating the entire atrium, and the corner platform of the stairs is erected with polished stone sculptures, almost all related to opera. Josephine is next to one of the goddess sculptures. She is surrounded by many people. At this moment, she can show her social skills to the fullest. She looks very happy.

   "The last time they were assassinated was separated." Giovanni and Severus stood by the stone railing upstairs, watching the scene downstairs together, "It's like a wedding, the groom is a supporting role."

   "When will Bonaparte return?" Severus asked.

   "Big guys usually arrive last, not to mention that everyone can't play anymore when he comes." Giovanni curled his lips. "He's the kind of person who makes people feel disappointed."

   Severus put his hands on the railing, as if tolerating some kind of pain, asked again.

   "His mistress will follow him too?"

   "I guess she will come with her guardian. Bonaparte usually appears alone." Giovanni looked at Severus suspiciously. "What are you asking about?"

   Severus did not answer him.

   "Do you know her?" Giovanni opened his eyes wide. "Is she your lover?"

   Severus glared at the vampire.

  The imaginative architect seems to have discovered a new world, his face is full of incredible.

   "So, the feast between you and Bonaparte was because he robbed your lover?" Giovanni couldn't help raising his voice.

   "She is my wife." Severus gritted his teeth and said every word, which made him hiss.

   "My muse, the opera dare not write that." Giovanni exclaimed excitedly, "A lone traveler wants to take him back from the tyrant..."

   "Wife!" Severus corrected Giovanni's unspoken words again.

  Giovanni kept pointing at Severus excitedly. "Although we haven't been in contact for a long time, I always think you are a boring person, but why didn't you tell such an interesting story earlier!"

   "I, no, feel, get, have, fun." Severus said to Giovanni word by word, and then left the atrium.

"where are you going?"

  The old bat ignored him with a sullen face.

   Originally reluctant, Giovanni, who looked threatened, took the initiative to follow him, and followed Severus "Tell me, what are you going to do, I might be able to help."

   "I want to leave him a message." Severus scanned the boxes filled with people "Help me find an empty room."

   "No problem." Giovanni said cheerfully, "Oh, I like to live!"

  Then he was like an adventure kid, running around in the theater.

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  If it was the 20th century, when attending formal occasions with the head of state, there would be reporters taking pictures.

  There will be many spotlights, which will light up like stars.

  However, it is the first year of the 19th century. There are countless people opening the door for Napoleon along the way, and countless people looking at him like a hero.

  She raised her head occasionally, and found that a lot of inquiring eyes stayed on her, as if she was silently asking, who is this woman who appeared with the first ruling?

  Josephine should appear with Napoleon, this is in line with the etiquette, this kind of behavior with mistress attending formal social events is too "bourbon".

  What does she want to cover her face, in fact, she is not so beautiful to be angry, even the figure is still very pale, lacking the plump feminine beauty, as long as the face is covered, she should have nothing to see.

  Since she was a student, she has tried her best to learn to turn herself into an "invisible person." She is afraid of being rejected by her fellow women.

She feels very safe to stay with the girls. As long as they don’t target her or bully her, beauty is actually dispensable to her. It’s fine to grow up to be Hermione with minor flaws. If you think about it this way, your face She didn't feel any loss when she became ordinary.

  She is not born in the public eye because she can't enjoy the feeling of being noticed. She prefers to read the books written by those masters in the library.

  She hopes that boys can keep their eyes on books instead of girls, but this is difficult for some people, who prefer sports.

  Forcibly letting them sit down and read a book will not make them interesting, but painful. Ron and Harry are such people.

  Behind the two men, she became bored and became a foil. She felt that there was nothing wrong with doing so. Those French soldiers who died also had their relatives, wives and children. They would not revel in this victory.

  This celebration banquet was a memorial service for Pomona. Except for the accident that the skirt was silk, she didn't wear any jewelry, only the black swan necklace on her neck. The limelight should be left to the first lady.

  When Napoleon walked into the atrium, the people who were dancing and chatting stopped, men and women saluted him in court manners, and the music stopped.

  Pomona paid attention to the expressions of people. The young people clearly expressed their dissatisfaction with being disturbed by others while having fun, while the older ones were smiling as if they were wearing a mask.

   Normally, the masquerade party should come after putting on the makeup, but Honourable Bonaparte said that this is not conducive to the police catching the criminals. Which prisoner is happy to see the head of the cell?

"Citizens." Napoleon said to those people, "When we celebrate, we should not forget that there are many people who sacrificed for our country. They eat poorly, do not drink during rest, and even face illness. Threats, but when they faced the threat of the enemy, they did not retreat. They brought us great victory and glory. They deserve respect and gratitude. This is Mr. Edward Jenner from the United Kingdom. I believe many of you Everyone has seen him. He brought the technology of "cowpox" that can save all mankind to France. Our soldiers would rather go back to the top of the Apennines and the Alps than face the disease. The tenacious warriors were defeated. Just like those who tried to assassinate me, they split and sabotaged me from within. Just on the way here, I ran into assassins again. These people, for their own political purposes, ignored the presence in the car. Such a person who can save all mankind wants to blow us all to death with cannonballs. But I am not afraid. It should be them who should be afraid. Asclepius protects me, and I am not hurt at all. He hopes that we will continue to spread this great cause and spread the light of civilization to farther places. Those who are enslaved by tyranny and ignorant rulers are waiting for us to liberate. What we represent is justice and evil. Conspiracy can never defeat justice, the honor belongs to France!"

   "The honor goes to France!" The people in the atrium applauded and shouted.

  Pomona looked at Mr. Jenner’s face, his expression almost frozen.

  She tried to compare Napoleon’s speech with other speakers, and found that his speech was more epic and mystic, and she was almost moved by his speech.

  This was what he thought temporarily. He didn't write the speech. After the assassination, he stopped talking, staring at her and smiling all the way.

  It turned out that this was what he had in mind at the time.

  Pomona tightened her lips, and she glanced at the Greek **** sculpture not far away. The stone ** is "art", and the appearance of women without clothes in public is a hindrance to customs...

   "What am I thinking." She shook her head and murmured, how impure thoughts were all in her mind at the time.

  (End of this chapter)