Harry Potter’s Morning Light

   Chapter 2236 Flower War (one hundred and forty-five)

   Connecting Neptune Palace and the Hall of the Goddess of Victory is the Venus Gallery. It can be seen that there were many paintings on the walls, but they were all packed away, leaving only empty walls.

   After walking for a while, the sound of music, or chorus singing, came from the brightly lit hall, and it was obvious that they were still having a party after listening to the opera.

   When Georgiana walked into the hall, she found that people were having a masquerade party, and some people gathered at the buffet table to drink and sing, including Georgiana's guardian.

   Looking at the scene in front of her, Georgiana couldn't help but sigh that the joys and sorrows of human beings are not connected. There are not many people Napoleon trusts. With the performance of Ledrel just now, he will only appear strange in the crowd. Maybe only curious people will guess why he is so worried.

   She didn't want to disturb the good mood of these people, and she didn't want to participate in it. After confirming that most of them were fine, Georgiana went back to where she lived. Stam had been waiting in the living room of the suite for a long time.

   Instead of sitting on the stool, he stood there and bowed to Georgiana when he saw her, as usual.

   She looked at the blue-eyed Mamluk, and there was almost no Turkic blood in him, especially when he was wearing French clothes. Even if he has a Mamluk sword on his waist, this is not unusual in Napoleon's court, and many officers, even British officers, will be equipped with this kind of sword. Just as Napoleon appeared at banquets and **** in military uniform rather than the flamboyant evening gowns of the Bourbons, he ushered in a new fashion.

   "What do you want, ma'am?" Stam asked.

   "I have a question, why didn't you stand outside the bedroom the night Margaret screamed?"

   "There was already an adjutant at the door at that time." Stam replied.

  Georgianna took out the wand, and hid it in the bracelet of wheat ears on her wrist, but did not point the wand at Stam.

   "I want to communicate with you in a civilized way. I'll ask the question just now. Why didn't you stand guard outside the bedroom that night when Margaret screamed?"

   "You can try it," Stam said uncompromisingly.

  Georgianna pointed her wand at him.

"Legilimus." She chanted the spell, and then rummaged through his memory. It was a very fresh memory, and many details were still preserved, such as Stam lying in the doorway through the crack at the bottom. , I heard the voice inside, it was precisely Georgiana's voice reading the travelogue.

   She withdrew from Stam's memory.

   "You heard..."

   "You didn't think it was a secret, so you didn't pay attention to it, did you?" Stam said.

  Georgianna was a little uneasy.

   "I just can't listen anymore." Stam continued, "I'll go back when you guys are asleep."

  Georgianna recalled what she saw just now, Stam was chatting with the other servants over the fire, and there seemed to be no Anbar in this group.

   "Where was Anbar that night?"

   "Although the master's servants are not as many as Pashas, ​​I will not be concerned about everyone's whereabouts." Stam said.

   It seemed that there was nothing to ask, and Georgiana hesitated whether it was time to delete his memory.

   "Does Ambar hate Bonaparte?" Caroline Lestrange asked suddenly, "because he invaded Egypt."

   "We don't have as many rules as you." Stam looked at Carolan and said, "At least I don't hate Master."

   "Are you still guarding the door tonight?" asked Georgiana.

  Stam did not answer.

   "You go down," said Georgiana, and Stam bowed to her and left.

   "How is he?" Georgiana asked after Stam left.

   "His temper is really bad. Not only does he not take medicine, but he also scolds the doctor." Carolan sat on the sofa and said leisurely, "Like a child who refuses to take medicine and is a fool, what did you like about him?"

   "I have taken care of a lot of rude children." Georgiana smiled wryly and sat down opposite her, "If you can scold someone, you are in good spirits."

  Caroland shook his head. "The king is not as uneducated as he is."

  Georgianna recalled those kings in the Middle Ages, and shook her head with a wry smile.

   "You've changed a lot." Carolan said, "It's completely different from when I first met you."

   "What did you see me like at first?" asked Georgiana.

  Caroland did not speak.

  Georgianna remembered the first time she met Rabastan, when she was still a little uneasy, worried that he would take her as prey.

   Then she took another look at the "Fire Opal" ring on her hand, and it was the phoenix that it transformed into that shut up the quarrelling paintings on the wall and the people arguing at the table.

   Someone once said that Napoleon had refreshed the spirit of Italian men, but she thought it was a bit exaggerated.

   If Severus came looking for her again, would he still recognize her?

   She remembered the last trip to Ireland, when he wrapped his cape around her in the pub, and even though it was summer, she still felt very happy.

   There is still a big difference between being someone who has to support herself and someone who relies on others. If the dwarf hadn't gotten sick, she would have wanted to rely on him at the moment.

   "I'm tired." Georgiana said tiredly. "Call me in two hours."

   "You do that too?" Carolan asked.

   "I will have time to sleep in the future, but now it is a special situation." Georgiana stood up, "You should be more vigilant."

   "Yes, ma'am," said Carolan lazily.

   "Do you have a Pensieve?" asked Georgiana.

   "What do you want that thing for?"

   "When I'm distracted, I need to use it to tidy up." Then she went back to the bedroom. After removing the makeup on her face, she didn't change her clothes, and just fell back to sleep.

   She slept so deeply that she might have been woken up two hours later, but it was not Caroline who called her, but Napoleon in a mask.

   He seemed to be recovering from his illness. He took her by the hand and went to the Hall of the Goddess of Victory. When he passed the Venus Gallery, the walls were covered with paintings, some by Rembrandt and some by Leonardo da Vinci. There was no one else in the hall, just the two of them, and he took her to the waltz.

   She felt very unreal, thought it was a dream, and then she really woke up, she was still in a luxurious bedroom, no, it should be called a bedroom, alone.

   All of this was the last thing she wanted. She remembered the northern peasant's house like ruins. It was very comfortable after cleaning. She wanted to sit in a rocking chair and make a fire, with her head on his shoulder.

   "I will not be like Queen Catherine." She looked at herself standing at the head of the bed and said, "I will be like the innocent Queen Elizabeth."

   Standing at the head of the bed, she smiled, "I see how long you can last."

   "You'll know." She said firmly, then standing at the head of the bed, she opened the door of the bedroom and walked out.

   She is really the only one in the bedroom now.

  Georgianna glanced at the head of the bed, where there was the bird call box that Gregoire had given her, she reached out and took the box, opened it, and there was a pleasant sound of birdsong, as if it came from heaven.

   (end of this chapter)