Harry Potter’s Morning Light

   Chapter 2233 Flower War (one hundred and forty-two)

   Joseph was supposed to go to the United States with Ledrel to discuss the land sale, but now he is stationed in Paris, and Ledrel has become an entourage on this trip.

Georgiana didn't pray like Di Roc said. Caprara wasn't particularly competent as her guardian, but it wasn't serious enough to be replaced. If nothing else, there should be something wrong. .

   "Good evening, ma'am," Luderer said after Margaret closed the door.

   "What happened?" Georgiana asked straight to the point.

  Ledrel did not speak for a long time.

   "Church or Pope?" asked Georgiana again.

  Ledrel did not ask "Why do you ask that", but fell into silence, as if thinking about how to organize language.

  Georgianna is also thinking, the church is the king's good assistant, shouldn't it be...

"When the riots broke out in Alexandria, Napoleon ordered the suppression." Ledrel said, "Not only did the relevant people be executed, but their homes were also demolished. General Kleber did not strictly enforce this order, he only executed the insurgent who badly wounded and killed the French without destroying his house."

   "Well, I know they weren't that close in Egypt." Georgiana said indifferently. "There are two other generals who fought over this."

   "Leuven," said Ledrel.

   "Oh!" she wailed.

"Even if there is no public seminary, there is a secret seminary. Napoleon did not want priests to be monks in other worlds, but to be able to be useful to the secular society and loyal to civil rights in this world, waiting for knights to save in the tower. The princess will not happen in real history, but there are other ways to curb her freedom, and now he will tie the reins to the heads of the priests, lest they teach bad students the wrong teachings forbidden by the state."

   "What did the Pope say?" asked Georgiana.

   "It's not wise to wield a sharp sword all the time and strike constantly. If the blade is used too much, the curling edge will be worn out," replied Ledrel.

   Now Georgiana understands why her guardian has changed.

  During the French Revolution, the French once lost their freedom of religion, and Robespierre enforced the sect of reason, and determined that belief itself is a manifestation of ignorance, and all those contrary to reason are considered to be deceitful and ignorant.

  17th century English Deism was much milder than 18th century French Enlightenment thought. Newton tried to find a way to live in harmony with the Church and God.

  Extreme and radical views will form extreme people. The Death Eaters and Voldemort are examples. They have a rational arrogance and tyranny.

   "Napoleon was ill this time because he was cursed?" asked Ledrel.

   "What? Why do you think so?" she asked in disbelief.

   "Because of the fire of St. Paul."

   "You think the Pope cursed him?" Georgiana laughed. "Everyone gets sick."

  Ledrel looked at her in horror.

   "The fire that Paul speaks of must be built with gold, silver, and precious stones on the foundation, and the other with grass and wood. It is I who will burn the fire of eternal sin."

   "Please don't say that." Ledrel said quickly.

   "Don't say anything? It's not the Middle Ages anymore." She said silently, "You think you can burn a real wizard with that ordinary flame?"

   "Can't you?" asked Ledrel.

   If it is a little wizard, and a housewife like Molly who can't even freeze fire spells, the stake may indeed cause harm to them.

   "Those 'wizards' who were burned to death are ordinary people, elder, you just said that you want to live in this world."

   "That's not what I said, it's what Napoleon said," Ledrel said.

   "Well, he said so." Georgiana said impatiently "Is there anything else I need to know besides this?"

   "Father Gregoire is here too."

   "Is that what Diroc means? Let me see him?" asked Georgiana.

  Ledrel shook his head. "Maybe he just wanted you to pray for Napoleon."

  Georgianna was speechless.

   "You know what it would mean if Napoleon died?" asked Ledrel.

   "Yes." Georgiana remembered what Cassandra had said to her "meaning the end of the world."

   "Why aren't you afraid?" asked Ledrel.

  Georgianna could not understand what this had to do with her prayer, but she felt the need to give him an explanation.

   "This isn't the first time I've served a king, and I've had a panic in the castle." She said nonchalantly, "Do you know where Gregoire lives?"

   "Medusa Hall."

  Georgianna couldn't help laughing.

   "What's so funny," Ledrel asked.

   "There was a 12-year-old kid who killed a monster. Like Medusa, it has terrible eyes and anyone who sees it will die." Georgiana said, "How can I be worse than him?"

   After she finished speaking, she left the living room under the watchful eye of Ledrel.

   "Madame." She hadn't gone far before she heard Matilda's voice, who was still wearing her cape.

   "Follow me." Georgiana said to Matilda, "I have something to ask you."

  Matilda immediately followed, and they walked towards the Medusa Hall under the guidance of the court attendants.

   "Did you have a dream that night?" Georgiana asked Matilda in a low voice.

   She looked confused.

   "The day you got seasick when we just arrived in Calais." Georgiana asked.

  Matilda thought for a moment, then said in amazement, "How do you know."

   "What did you dream about?" asked Georgiana.

  Matilda looked around, as if to confirm something, and then said in a whisper, "I dreamed of Anbar."

  Georgianna thought for a moment. "You mean the valet of the First Presidency?"

  Matilda looked at her strangely.

"what?"

   "Why don't you call him 'Lyon'?" Matilda asked rhetorically.

   "What's the matter with you dreaming about Anbar? You like him?" asked Georgiana.

   "No, who would like that dark and melancholy guy." Matilda denied it immediately, wishing to swear to express her innocence.

   "Then why did you dream about him?"

  Matilda looked pained.

   "He glared at me." Matilda said after a long while, "It can't be said that he glared at me, he just looked at me so straight, it was scary."

  Georgianna thought about the shadow Margaret saw by her bedside, maybe it wasn't just a shadow.

   "Anbar likes you?" asked Georgiana.

   "He? No!" Matilda denied immediately. "You shave the First Governor, that was his job."

   "So he hates me?" asked Georgiana.

   "Who knows what he thinks, he is a difficult person to get along with."

Georgiana thought of another question. Perhaps Napoleon did not claim to be emperor to a certain extent to avoid becoming the target of public criticism, but his agreement to restore slavery represented that he was standing in the position of "villain" again. Anbar happened to be the one he bought from Egypt. back slave.

   "Did you not notice?" Matilda asked now. "Every morning, Constance is the first to enter your bedroom."

   "Is this what you discussed?"

   "No." Matilda immediately rejected. "But who made him the chief valet?"

  Georgianna had a feeling that there were other stories happening beside her.

   "And every night Stam slept outside the door holding a knife, and we couldn't get in."

  Georgianna stopped.

  Matilda looked at her in confusion.

   That night she didn't remember opening the door and seeing Stam sleeping outside, only Napoleon's adjutant.

   "Go and call Stam." Georgiana said to Matilda, "Let him wait for me in the drawing room."

   "Yes, ma'am," said Matilda, then turned and left immediately.

   The next road was only the court attendants and Georgiana. They didn't talk. There was only the echo of their footsteps in the golden-painted corridor, which sounded extraordinarily empty.

   (end of this chapter)