Harry Potter’s Morning Light

   Chapter 1333 Butchers’ House

Once a powerful man, his desolate appearance looks particularly sad. Carnot was forced to go into exile in Germany and Switzerland due to his opposition to the unconstitutional coup during the Guoyue coup. After the Wuyue coup, he returned to France and was appointed by Napoleon. The military minister and the members of the Baominyuan are basically in a state of idleness.

When confronted with a little English woman, he appeared very cautious, and Georgiana couldn't help but think of the judges of the Paris High Court who were exiled by Louis XV and recalled by Louis XVI. They lost the spirit of daring to compete with the king. Instead, they form alliances for the benefit and preservation of themselves.

People like    cannot be used in Belgium.

But she was not completely disappointed in Carnot. He did not please her like the flatterers around Napoleon. He still maintained the dignity of "Your Excellency". This newly learned caution might come in handy for other purposes. So she politely escorted him into the carriage and watched him leave the Grand Trianon. Then she got into another carriage driven by Godan and Marley of the Guards, and rushed to the tryst.

  After boarding the carriage, she opened a letter. There was no information that could mark her identity. There was only one line: See me on Desheng Street.

If the letter was not sent by Marley, she would ignore such a letter. Marley was the guard commander who had accompanied her in the Vincent Forest. He might be Napoleon’s confidant or something, knowing things that many people don’t know. , Such as the address of a house on Desheng Street.

  She felt excited, nervous, and a little exciting, but before going there, she had to go to Chatelet Square, which is the seat of the Paris District Court and the residence of the British representatives.

  In the 16th century, this area was a slaughterhouse. Now, because it is close to the courthouse and the Tuileries, it has become a medium-sized residential area for officials to purchase real estate.

Next to Chatelet Square, there is a famous Gothic tower, St. Jacob's Tower. It is the only remaining remains of the Church of St. Jacob in the Slaughterhouse. This tower is used to welcome those who travel to the northwest of Spain. Used by pilgrims on the Santiago de Compostela pilgrimage.

  On the other side of the river is the Paris District Court, which is also a Gothic building. It used to be an ancient prison and held Marie Antoinette.

  Even if she knew that there were execution chambers and cells in the opposite building, she still didn't feel the slightest fear. She was even in the mood to buy meat and sauces at the nearby market, planning to make a good dinner later.

  The current price of meat is not yet "extremely high", and people with small assets can still buy it and eat it. She can only hope that French fishing boats can go fishing at the end of this month.

  And it all depends on the attitude of the British.

  Before setting off, she took a bottle of good wine from the first French ruling house as a gift. Anyway, she wanted to help him get the "Wine King" in the future, so she took the bottle of champagne very unceremoniously.

  Whether they want to drink Granit or give it to the Prince of Wales as a gift, champagne represents "victory" and "celebration". This feeling is easier to get drunk than alcohol.

  She knocked on the door of the mansion full of Renaissance style, and it was not long before it was opened, and it was Thomas Granit who opened the door.

He did not expect that it was Georgian who was knocking on the door. Her eyes were open like cod. She laughed and stuffed the champagne in her hand in front of him. "Here, I stole it from Napoleon’s cellar." ."

  Grannett also laughed, and took the bottle of champagne. "Does he know you are coming?"

   "Maybe I will tell him." Georgiana thought about it and said, "His soldier and carriage brought me to you."

  "Are you going to come in?" Granit asked.

"No, I'll leave after I'm finished. He is very suspicious." She narrowed her smile. "Be careful of Lucien, he is not as inconspicuous as he looks. Also, be careful of the freezing of the sea. He was in Amsterdam, France in 1794. The cavalry stepped on the ice and made the British navy surrendered. Don't say that they can't cross the strait next time."

   "Thank you for your reminder." Granit said calmly.

  "Tell me another contact method, or if you send someone to my library, I can't always find excuses like this time."

   "We'll find a way." Granit frowned.

  "You shouldn't go out at will during this period of time, and don't contact people who behave suspiciously." She looked at Granit earnestly. "I don't want Britain to be involved with the kingly party at this time."

  "Is it because the royalists are going to be against Napoleon?"

  "Who knows, he has so many enemies, and my husband is one of them." She thought humorously, "Goodbye, Diamond Kid."

   "Goodbye, Countess." Granit smiled weirdly, and then closed the door.

  After walking out a few steps, she looked back at the big house. Although it was not as big as the Grand Trianon in the suburbs, it was considered a mansion in the city center.

   Killing can indeed bring benefits, whether it's animals or people killed.

She glanced at the tower of St. James again. St. James was one of the twelve disciples. When **** was walking by the sea, he saw two brothers who were fishing and said to them, "You come from me. I want to make you fishermen of'fishermen'."

  The Pope’s fisherman ring came from this.

  Perhaps she needs to use divine power to prevent Belgium from becoming a battlefield for butchers. Maybe she should look for her guardian, Caprala.

  But before that, she has other places to go.

  She boarded the carriage again. This time she was driving with Marley, and Godan got out of the carriage here.

  He paid tribute to her outside the carriage, as if the actor was on the curtain call.

  At this time, the night was getting darker, and the Paris opera houses had already opened. She believed that soon the story of Charlotte would spread throughout Paris and even France.

  It is indeed a good story, and the scene of the trial was written by a young man working in the prosecutor’s office. She felt very realistic when she read it, and she didn’t know what Napolioni would think after reading it.

  She again picked up Rousseau's On the Origin of Human Inequality.

  Luxury is not a good habit. Marie Antoinette's reputation is so bad because of extravagance, she became a deficit queen.

  But her real biggest mistake was not actually a matter of spending money.

  The carriage drove to the high-end residential area and to the civilian area, but they were all single-family cottages, not apartments.

  Marai stopped the carriage in front of a small, two-story white French house.

  She opened the door and got out of the car. There was no decoration on the facade of the house, and there was a small garden around it. Even the lowest-profile carriage in the stable looked very impressive here.

Suddenly, she had a feeling. Holding the meat and spices bought at the market, she pushed aside the waist-length fence and walked in. It happened that the front door of the house also opened, and Napolioni, dressed like a court worker, was standing. Behind the door.

   "The price of meat has gone up again." She chatted to him like an ordinary Parisian woman, "Is there any carbon in the house?"

   "There is firewood in the stove." He said as if to cooperate with her in acting.

  She walked into this little house.

There is a strong darkness in   , which makes people feel suffocating and nauseous.

  He closed the door behind her.

   "You seem to have forgotten something, ma'am." He said in her ear in a quirky French.

"You're angry?"

  He endured it for a while, and finally snarled angrily, "What did you learn from there?"

  Georgiana laughed, "Do you think I am..."

"Disreputable profession!" He interrupted her and replaced the word with another statement. "I also met a woman before. She was like you. She told me that people must do something to eat. You are the first. The second time I danced with me, I told me that living with a man is to survive. You approached me with this purpose?"

   "I am a school teacher." Georgiana smiled and said, "I have only used that kind of invitation to one person except you."

   "Who?" He said furiously.

  "My English husband, his reaction is different from yours."

  Leon became quiet.

"You said neutrality means treating both sides equally, what I have done to him should also be done to you, there is another thing I have done to him but not to you, do you want to experience it, or do you want to drive me out of the house? ?"

  He is weighing the pros and cons.

   "I'm going to cook." She squeezed his weak arm. "Eating so bad every day, no wonder you are so thin."

  She went to the room with a stove, which should be the dining room and living room, and the fire in the stove started to burn again.

  "Is there a pot?" She turned her head and asked, and then she found that he was still standing stupidly at the door.

   "Tell me the truth." Napolioni said tiredly, "Did you do that business because you were forced to make a living?"

"I'm a bad girl," she said calmly, "but the education I received made me behave like a good girl. I like dancing, but I don’t allow it. I’m afraid of being bullied, so I treat myself Dressed up very ugly, I thought everyone would like me this way, but in fact it’s not. I want to be myself. You and Severus are the kind of people who don’t care about other people’s opinions. If I answer yes, Will you leave me because of other people's opinions?"

  He looked back at her.

"Sometimes it’s better for me to think that I’m really a prostitute. I don’t have to be condemned by my conscience anymore. Severus is so kind to me. He gave me his admission notice. Can you imagine yourself? What is it like not to enter the military academy?" She covered her face and cried. "He and Lily are in a purely spiritual love, and I want to be in a spiritual love with you just like him. There is no shortage of women around you, right?"

  He smirked.

"why are you laughing?"

   "I'm very happy that there is a woman who is willing to answer my question, and I don't need any price." Napoleon smiled and said, "The last time I asked that woman a question, she hinted that she would ask me to get some money to live."

   "Where is Josephine?"

   "She cost me 2 million francs."

   "That's because she can't manage money..."

"This is my first house after coming to Paris. I feel that love is not about happiness, but that it is sad and immortal. This person's soul can be relied on and has doubled protection." He said in a haughty tone. Say "I haven't been to Malmaison these days, I have been staying in Luxembourg and Tuileries Palace, there are no other women, how about you?"

   "Does Lucien count?"

  He smiled weirdly, "You are very happy with him, but you miss me more."

  She was so angry that she stomped her feet and turned back to the room with the stove.

   Bonaparte laughed outside, she was so angry that she wanted to hit him with a spatula.

  But after laughing for a while, his voice changed to crying, so she didn't plan to go out and beat him.

  She thinks it would be better to let him be alone for a while at this time.

  "Do you want to eat beef stew or steak?" After the crying outside became low, Georgiana asked loudly.

  No one answered her.

   Feeling strange, she went to the door to look, and found that the dwarf had disappeared.

  The light coming in from the door pushed his shadow to the ground very long, almost extending to her feet, looking like a giant.

   "What if you have food but no wine? Have you brought wine?"

   "I gave a bottle of champagne to the British." She answered honestly.

   "Why Champagne?"

   "Victory is more intoxicating than alcohol."

  He did not answer.

   "You can cook, I'll buy wine."

   "It's not safe outside, let Mare..." Before she could finish speaking, Bonaparte pushed the door and went out.

   "This is different from what I thought." She looked at the deserted house and said, "Why do I always date losers."

  But after complaining, she went to cook. I hope there is a pot in this house. Does Josephine know how to cook?

  (End of this chapter)