Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 2028 Mischievous Wind (6)

  "Do you believe in the existence of God?"

  After eating, Georgiana asked when she was walking barefoot on the beach.

  It was actually a bit cold barefoot in this weather. Bonaparte didn't take off his boots, perhaps because he was not as naive as hers.

   "I only need bishops, priests, assistant priests." Bonaparte said.

  Georgiana looked at him.

  “The monks once organized a militia for the Pope. Apart from him, they did not recognize other monarchs, so they were more terrifying to the government than secular personnel.” He explained.

   "My question is, do you believe in the existence of God, who asked those priests?" Georgiana asked.

  "Why did you suddenly think of this question?" He deliberately changed the subject again.

   "If I can't prove that God exists, and you can't prove that God does not exist, neither of us can prove that the other is wrong." Georgianna said, "Is this a kind of justice?"

  He was lost in thought.

  "When Abel became the bet of the gods and the devil, he suffered so much, do you doubt that living a life is unjust?" Georgiana said.

"When I was 13 years old and I began to experience human feelings and worldly thinking, my beliefs began to waver and became uncertain, but it was not the catastrophe you said that waved me, but where I came from, who I am, and I am going. Where?" Bonaparte said.

   "Ha, Plato." Georgiana laughed.

  "We used to welcome religion because nature drove us to do so, but the advent of education stopped us. Education and history are the worst enemies of religion that has become ugly due to human imperfections."

   "I'm not as big as you think." Georgiana said, "How did you feel when your father died?"

  He looked at her.

"Let me talk about my feelings. I felt unacceptable at first, as if the whole world had collapsed." Georgiana said, "This is a different feeling from Abel's loss of a child. I mean... "

  "A person can have many children, but one child has only one father and one mother." Bonaparte said in an interface.

  "It's like an umbrella. He's gone, who else can I rely on?" Georgiana said, "I don't care so much about what I wear, but I wore a new robe at his funeral."

   "You are talking about the principal's funeral." Bonaparte said.

   "He was killed by the man I love." Georgiana said in a daze, "As if the whole world was dismembered."

   "Have you really accepted his death?" Bonaparte asked.

"What do you mean?"

"I can say that I am a Catholic, but I can also say that I am nothing. In Egypt, I am a ***. Here, I became a Catholic for the welfare of the people. I don't believe in religion or God's will." He pointed to the sky "Who created all this?"

   "I remember you didn't say that on the boat to Egypt." Georgiana also pointed to the sky, "You ask who created all this?"

"People's anxiety is like this. Imagination decorates the great name with legends. If he lacks the existing legends, he will fabricate more bizarre legends. Religion can prevent people from going astray and make supernatural phenomena more natural and clear. , It’s much easier than dealing with Miss Lei Norman, quack liar..."

   "How do you think of me?" Georgiana asked, "A liar?"

  "Religion can protect people from shamans." Bonaparte said, “just like your international secrecy law, protect shamans from harm.”

  She didn’t want to talk to him any more.

   "What are you trying to say?" He became a little impatient.

   "If forgiveness and help can't change anything, why should I do that?" She said with her hands in her hands.

  "Are you talking about change, or in exchange for something?" Bonaparte asked, "for example, in exchange for your father to come back to life."

"The curse on the ring is like cancer. We can't do anything about it. We can only watch him go to death a little bit." Georgiana trembled and said, "He is also very painful. He wants to end early, but the way to euthanize. There are many, why choose which one?"

  He stopped talking.

   "I hate being kept secret, you **** men..."

  He hugged her tightly.

   "Is it better?" he asked.

  She no longer trembles.

  This was indeed what she needed at the time, but what would the children think if they saw her hugging the murderer who killed Dumbledore.

   "It's not fair." She said cryingly.

   "I thought you already knew that life is unjust." Bonaparte said.

  She ignored him, crying unscrupulously alone.

  If she were to be replaced by Abel, she would probably not believe in the existence of God.

  This has nothing to do with piety, but she needs help too much.

  When people need help, where is God?

  Since you don’t do anything and only accept people’s offerings, people will overthrow God and the king who also doesn’t work.

  This is not even related to free will. The key is that he is not there when he should be there, just like that day, Severus went out, and Peter Pettigrew came to the door...

  She saved a person in need, why did she end up like that?

  If the farmer who saved the snake is stupid, then everyone will be "smart" to help others in the future, then is such a society called a society or a group?

  Each of us is nothing but a grain of sand, even if we are together, it is nothing more than a pile of loose sand. This is certainly convenient for rule, but...

  Georgiana remembered the importance of the British government and ordinary people to newborns in the 20th century.

  Unfortunately, it was too late at that time, and everything was exhausted, because the predecessors had already overdrawn the future, in exchange for the short-term glory of the Victorian era.

  The squandering population does not necessarily mean that Napoleon used soldiers as "a small number" on the battlefield, and kept women and children in an airtight workshop and let them breathe the air with flying flies.

  Know that the population’s renewable capacity is limited, and it cannot withstand such profligacy. The Gunter family was also very wealthy at the beginning. By Voldemort’s generation, there was nothing left, only a few treasures handed down by the ancestors.

   Nothing is gone. It’s not that easy to come back. Even if you want to blame, you can only blame your ancestors for patronizing yourself, not thinking about your children and grandchildren, and leaving nothing for future generations.

   "Can I ask you a question?"

"go ahead."

  "About the East, besides Egypt and India, which country do you know?"

  "Do you want to ask China?" Bonaparte asked.

  She did not answer, so she acquiesced.

  "What do you want to ask?" He asked gently.

"Have you ever heard of'Li Bang Le Bad'?" Georgina asked. "The Book of Rites says that Yin people respect ghosts and gods, lead the people to serve them, severe punishments but despise rewards, dignity and incompatibility, which makes the people change. To be licentious and restless, eager to win without shame, Zhou people respect ghosts and gods, but keep away from them, to be generous, to be close to and loyal to others, and to reward and punish people with knighthood. The disadvantages of this are greed for gains, tricks, and heavy texts. To play but not to be ashamed, to harm each other but not to know the reason."

  He did not speak.

"The Zhou dynasty implemented Zhou rituals. Li Beng Le Huai refers to the wars of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. At that time, the Chinese had changed from the monarch power to the virtues, that is, the people who have virtue in the world live in it." She Softly said, "Before the Yin and Shang Dynasty, there was the Xia Dynasty. At that time, the way of governing the country was to worship the monarch's politics and religion, serve the ghosts and gods but respect them, be close to people and treat people loyally, pay high salaries and light punishments. This caused people to be stupid and ignorant. Proud and rude, I think the task God has given you is to establish a new European order after the same "ritual collapse", Leon."

  "What about your mission?" he asked.

  "Enlightenment, let those who think they are smart, but are actually stupid, ignorant, and arrogant and rude, understand the truth about mutual harm."

   "It's a big tone." He hugged her tightly and said lightly.

   "If you want to be the emperor, I can help you." She said as if to go out.

  "You don't want to be Merlin anymore?" he asked.

   "Suddenly I discovered that King Arthur also unified England like scattered sand." She said.

  "Do you want me to unify Europe?"

  "A generation cannot be accomplished..."

   "I still like the previous you. What changed you? Your father?" Bonaparte asked.

  She did not answer.

   "I have no memory of my father. He passed away when I was very young." Bonaparte said, and then let go of her. "Come, let me see."

  He held her face as if he was going to kiss her.

  "You shouldn't eat fish at noon, your tone is really heavy."

  She was suddenly angry.

  "Do you know the smell of tens of thousands of corpses rotting together?" he asked suddenly.

  She did not speak.

"It smells a hundred thousand times more smelly than your mouth now." He said blankly. "Especially in summer, do you remember the little church I visited when I was in Italy? It was full of corpses and piles of corpses. The people here, they had given up hope, but when they saw me coming, they all asked me for help."

she cried.

"I attacked Italy with the French army, but I don't want to include Italy in the French territory, nor does Belgium." He said word by word, "If the Belgians want to establish a special zone and their own court, I will not stop it. Don’t move the Eastern set to Western Europe. The trouble you caused last time has not been sorted out."

   "Chaos? What mess?"

  "Farming loans."

  She stopped crying now.

  "Fortunately, God made you a woman." Bonaparte gritted his teeth and said, "If you were a man, the chaos caused was no less than the Mongolian invasion."

  She curled her lips, deliberately ignoring him.

  "How do you know this?" he asked.

   "I have read the Book of Rites, did I enlighten you?"

  He didn't make a statement, but looked at her seriously.

   "I feel better." She pulled her hair tossed by the sea breeze behind her ears "Thank you."

   "Conquer ignorance?" he asked.

   "You are right." She said frankly, "I am also a conqueror."

  (End of this chapter)