Harry Potter’s Morning Light

   Chapter 2449 Cecal Zone (3)

  The elegant strings played in the concert hall, but Georgiana didn't hear it at all.

The first time she saw Bonaparte was at the Tuileries, when he had just returned from Egypt, tanned and completely different from the majestic-looking man on horseback she had seen in her history textbooks. Same, looks like an adventurer.

   Severus was by his side at that time, she didn't think about it that much, and I guess Bonaparte didn't have any thoughts at that time, or she didn't catch his eye at all. The "first meeting" he remembered was when Hathor was possessed by her, so he could easily think of Egypt. It is estimated that he was under the spell of the Egyptian **** of love at that time, so he felt that she was "glowing" .

   Compared with his talk about Josephine and Ortens in the letter, what annoyed her even more was that he actually said she was a liar, so that she lost her ability to think, and her brain was like boiling lava.

   What did he think she had deceived him? In addition to Metternich threatening her to let Bonaparte not continue to provoke the Silesia issue, she panicked, saying that Austria was willing to cooperate with France against Prussia.

   Now that I think about it, she may have interfered too much, although her original plan was that after satisfying Metternich, he would accept it as soon as he saw it, and don't let that witcher out, and go everywhere to promote how to hunt witches. Now that the rumors have spread, what will happen in the future?

  Evening dress is a formal dress worn at a party. It is the most high-end and gorgeous dress, and it is often accompanied by gorgeous jewelry. It looks noble and elegant, like a dreamer.

This scene was something Bonaparte from Corsica had never seen before. Josephine took him to a world different from the one he was familiar with, not to mention that she had two wonderful children. Nothing has become a family.

   He actually speaks German, and he taught her something: BergundTalkommennichtzusammen, wohlaberdieMenschen. (Mountain and mountain do not meet, but people always meet.)

   In Buddhist terms, fate is doomed, what is yours is yours, not yours, you cannot force it, but for the person who desires to be the master of fate, this is not what he wants.

   They are different people, just like two parallel lines that have no intersection in the first place. But the train has two tracks, one is indispensable.

   She originally had her own track, but when she went to another place, the gauge changed, so she had to change it.

Maybe the soothing music did play a role. She calmed down a little bit. Compared with a reply "You are also careful to be assassinated", she thinks that Bonaparte may be afraid now. He is worried that he will die in Josephine. in front of him, and then Josephine, like the soldier's wife, was begging on the side of the road with the baby in her arms.

   He was talking to her about life after retirement, but it often changed, sometimes it was pastoral, and then it was traveling around the world.

   The premise of all this is to be alive. There are so many variables in places like the battlefield, and his luck is not guaranteed when it will end.

   At this moment, she felt the curtain move behind her, and then she saw "Captain Nightingale".

   "I heard you received a letter from him."

   "That's right," Georgiana replied.

"Where is he now?"

   "The letter said he had met a woman who could speak German, and it was brought by an Aachen peasant."

   "Didn't you say he was in Maastricht?"

   "That's all I know."

   So Captain Nightingale left.

   When he was gone, Georgiana stared at the band downstairs in a daze.

  The people around were whispering, she didn't believe the rumor that the child of Ottens and Louis was actually Napoleon's illegitimate child, although everyone was saying it and saying it vividly.

   wrote in "The Fable of the Bee" that the first thing that a person who advocates honor pays attention to first is to follow the principle of honor. In order to defend honor, he will not hesitate to give up his work, wealth and even life.

   She felt that Napoleon would not do such a thing, simply because he was not that kind of person.

   At this point, the music came to an end, and there was applause from the audience. After a short break, she came to the lounge, which was decorated with oriental features, with china and screens everywhere.

   "Are there any spices?" Georgiana asked the head of the concert hall.

   "I have it," said Padma, taking a metal ball from his small pocket, which was filled with spices.

   She lit it, then went to the coffee table in the inner room and found some paper and pen to write the letter.

   I'm surprised that just because I haven't written you a glowing love letter, or any comforting letter, doesn't mean I'm indifferent to you. You have the gift of knowing how to comfort the weak and encourage the faint-hearted by your words and deeds, and in this respect I believe that any teaching or advice of mine is superfluous.

  I have nothing, you are the pillar of strength that supports me, if I lose you, my quiver will be empty, and no one will be afraid of a person who controls the empty string in the future.

   I am the most unfortunate woman, and I am the most fortunate woman. Your favoritism makes me fortunate to be above other women, and in this way, the greater my fall and the greater the pain you bring me, falling as hard as Icarus.

  Your accusation is painful to me and also angry at the same time, people regard the purity of the flesh as a virtue, but do you think those experiences of happiness in co-sleeping are only lustful, without the slightest emotion?

  Therefore I implore you not to say such words, do not hurt me in this way, these words pierce my heart like the sword of death. I don't know that Voltaire's book recorded the liar you said, maybe you can tell me next time you meet or write to me, but the ancient Roman poet Lucan once wrote in "Fasalia": No matter what your What is the plan, it comes suddenly; the future is at a loss for people, let him continue to hold hope in fear.

  If the destruction is tomorrow, I want to welcome that moment like this, and death will bring peace to my soul weary and exhausted by pain.

   The last and most important request I make to you is to live well, but please don't forget me, Lily's death has brought him a change...

  Georgianna wrote here, underlining the last sentence.

The    letter couldn't be sent like this, so she put it away and planned to revise and re-copy it when she went back. At this time, she found that everyone else had gone out.

   She left the lounge and nearly fell over when she was hit by a hurrying person as she passed the corridor.

   "I'm sorry," the man said.

  Georgianna looked at each other's face and felt very familiar.

"you……"

   Then the little girl walked away.

  Georgianna looked at her back and remembered who she was. She was the adopted daughter of the former Spanish Duchess of Abar, but the way she was running in such a hurry was not elegant at all.

   "Is there a problem?" Diloch asked.

   "I'm fine." Georgiana said, just about to return to her box, but remembered that the copper ball containing the spices had not been taken away, so she returned to the lounge, and then returned to the box.

   She felt terribly sad as soon as she sat down. Leta Lestrange was burned to ashes by the magical flames summoned by Grindelwald. If only she could do the same.

She glanced at the conductor of the band again, made sure he was holding the baton, not the Elder Wand, and sighed, if she, too, went from "have" to "haven't", does anyone still remember What about her?

   Or Pomona and Lily, who would Severus think more of?

It's such a stupid idea, she should get it out of her head, she'll do it when she gets back, there are so many people in the theater now, she can't use magic in front of so many people, because that's what Violating international confidentiality laws.

   (end of this chapter)