Harry Potter’s Morning Light

   Chapter 2474 Impermanent Hibiscus (Part 2)

   To the southwest of the Prime Minister's Castle in Brabant are two small towns. The towns and the townspeople were once the territory and subjects of the Prime Minister. The local area is famous for making pottery.

There are also other lords' manors and towns in the north of the castle, which means that Leona and her accomplices can only run in one direction, and that is the forest area between the towns. developed virgin forest. This is easy for these robbers who live in remote mountains and forests all year round, but it is not conducive to their pursuers.

  Fortunately, it has been snowing for a few days. Although the snow in the forest is still not deep, it has left footprints. At least for now, I can follow the footprints.

   There was a dog barking deep in the forest.

   "Who brought the hounds?" Georgiana asked the others.

   No one could answer her question, so she ran in the direction of the barking.

The forest was filled with dense water vapor. At first, the sunlight dappled between the treetops could penetrate. Later, only some light spots could be seen. Two people.

   "Let's go back," said Figel.

   As soon as she finished speaking, a dark shadow appeared on a small dirt **** not far away, and Ali immediately put his hand on the dagger on his waist.

   That black shadow looks like a dog at a rough glance, but its size is by no means an ordinary dog, it is a bit like a Reveldang beast.

   "Go!" Ali urged.

  Georgianna didn't move, she took out her wand, and then used a fluorescent flash to throw the light ball at the shadow.

   She thought the shadow would dodge away, but it didn't move at all. When the ball of light fell on top of its head, she saw clearly that the other party was not a dog at all, but a person, and his body was covered with tattoos.

   Seeing this strange person who suddenly appeared, Figuer also pulled out the sword from his waist, while Georgiana watched the other party approach slowly in disbelief.

   "Long time no see, Knox." The dark-haired, handsome Sirius Black smiled at her and said in English.

   Sirius is dead, Harry Potter confirmed that. If Sirius is on his next "journey", what is this one in front of him?

   Then she thought of Napoleon Bonaparte, who should also be dead, so she didn't know how to react, other than surprise.

   "What are you doing here?" asked Georgiana.

   The man who looked a lot like Sirius stared at her.

   "What are you looking at?" she asked impatiently.

   "I think you need a broom right now," Sirius said.

"do you have?"

"Do not."

   "You're here to talk nonsense?" she said impatiently.

   "Sirius" sighed, "Why do you talk more and more like a 'snotty'."

   Now she was more and more certain that the man in front of her was not Sirius Black, despite the nickname "Snotty".

   "I can help you," Sirius said, suddenly throwing something at her.

   She subconsciously reached out to pick it up, Ali and Figuer both showed nervous expressions, as if she was picking up a bomb.

   When she looked down at what she was holding, she saw that it was a recorder, and it looked as crude as the one Hagrid used to play around the Forbidden Forest.

"This is…"

   She was about to ask, but "Sirius" was gone.

   "Throw it away, ma'am." Ali said, "Don't take what the ghost gave you."

   "How do you know he's a ghost?" Georgiana asked Ali.

  Ali did not make a sound, while Georgiana lowered her head to play with her newly acquired "instrument", put it to her lips without any hesitation, and began to play.

The    clarinet sounded worse than it looked, but she continued to imitate Hagrid's tune, and it wasn't long before she heard footsteps behind her.

   She put down the flute, turned around, and saw a hideous-looking animal walking towards her.

It was a Thestral, with white eyes gleaming in the dark forest, and since they had always been bony, she couldn't tell what its condition was, but it sniffed around Georgiana as it approached her, Like looking for food.

She didn't dare to move, for fear that when she raised her hand, Thestral would take it as food to feed, while Figuer and Ali didn't seem to be able to see it, but they sensed something abnormal and looked at her in horror at this moment. .

   "Is there any meat?" Georgiana asked the two of them.

  The two shook their heads together.

   She looked at Thestral again, though she didn't know if it was from one of the swarms of Thestrals in the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts.

   "Can you take me to find Margaret." Georgiana said softly, "As long as I find her, I'll take you home."

  Thestral seemed to understand, it shook its big head with excitement and circled Georgiana a few times.

   Before long it stopped and stood beside a stone on which little Georgiana could stand and ride on its back.

  Georgianna then went over boldly, stepped on the stone and rode on Yestral's back. Seeing her "hanging", both Figuere and Ali showed surprised expressions.

   "Come up!" Georgiana held out her hand to Figel.

   "What are you riding on?" Figel asked, looking at Yestral in "a void".

  Georgianna didn't know how to explain it to her.

  Thestrals must be seen by a wizard who has seen death, and Figuer is a Muggle, although she must have seen death.

   "Don't waste your time," said Georgiana impatiently.

   "What about me?" Ali asked.

  Georgianna didn't know what to do with him either, and by this time the female dragoon had clumsily crawled onto Yestral's back, looking both surprised and surprised.

   "I don't want other suspicious elements lurking in the castle." Georgiana said, "Go back and continue the search."

   Then she patted the Yestral, it took a run, then spread its bat-like wings and flew into the sky.

   "Hold my waist!" Georgiana yelled.

  Fegel, who was experiencing this novelty, immediately obeyed his orders. The Nightstral circled over the forest and flew in one direction. After flying for about a minute or two, it began to descend.

Through the gap between the dense forests, Georgiana saw two groups of people. She took her wand out of her bracelet and cleared an open space. Both sides in the confrontation were startled. Gretel grabbed from the ground, and Georgiana ran to safety with the help of Thestrals.

   This is what happened in a second or two, like lightning and flint, and when everyone recovered from the shock, Georgiana had gotten off Yestral and walked to the front of the two sides on foot.

She looked at two groups of people, Charlotte Goulding on one side, followed by several Irish men, and "Leona" on the other side. At this time, she had taken off the turban wrapped around her head, Revealing black curls that look like Medusa's hair.

   "Can I ask why?" Georgiana asked Leona in English.

   "Not all people in **** are worth saving, Angel." Leona also said in English "There will always be some hopeless souls."

"Who are you talking about?"

   "Myself." Leona smiled wryly. "I learned to read and write in Sunday school, where the only textbooks were the Bible. The priests and good-hearted people hope to save our souls through faith, but I don't want to go to the workshop anymore."

   "I understand." Georgiana said, thinking of the 9-year-old girl who was forced to jump into the river by the heavy work.

   "No, you don't understand." Leona said blankly, "I just don't want to make hard money, as long as the money is easy, I can do anything."

  Georgianna didn't know how to answer.

   "I was going to be in Europe, pretending to be Miss Daughter, but my 'teammates' were more keen on being robbers than my 'servants'."

  Georgianna looked Leona up and down, doubting whether she could pretend to be a nobleman to trick her.

   "How did you do it?" Leonard asked.

"what?"

   "Let Napoleon fall in love with you."

  Georgianna smiled.

"Who told you that?"

  Leona did not answer.

   "A question for you, do you really believe in magic in this world?" Georgiana asked with an ambiguous smile.

  Leona also laughed.

   "What are you laughing at?" asked Georgiana.

   "Yes, I believe in magic." Leona smiled and said, "If there is an afterlife, I want to be like you."

   "That's a terrible idea," Georgiana advised kindly.

   "Why?" Leonard asked.

  Because you don't know what I've been through.

  Georgianna said silently in her heart.

   "Because, this is just a dream." Georgiana said blankly, "This world is not real."

   "You sound like a lunatic when you say that," Leonard said.

   "What else do you have to say?" asked Georgiana.

   "What?" Leonard asked.

   "For example, suffer less living sins." Georgiana reluctantly said.

   Unexpectedly, Leonard laughed.

   "Oh, you're so funny." Leona breathed heavily after laughing enough.

   "What's interesting?" said Georgiana with an unhappy face.

  Leona smiled and shook his head.

   "I'm already looking forward to the next episode." Leona finished, let go of the dagger in his hand, and lay on the ground.

   This is obviously not the first time she has been arrested. The other two male members looked at each other in panic when they saw what she was doing, and subconsciously wanted to run.

   The sound of hooves was heard in the distance, and soon the cavalry came out of the forest and surrounded them.

   Only then did the two put down their weapons and lie on the ground like Leona, waiting for arrest.

   "What are you going to do with them?" Charlotte came over and asked in Georgiana's ear.

  Georgianna didn't answer Charlotte, she looked at Leonard, who was looking at her defiantly.

  In this era, there was still round punishment. After the reformation of Frederick the Great, this cruel punishment was used to hang prisoners to save unnecessary pain. However, in order to serve as a warning and deterrent, some people were still executed this punishment alive, and Leona and the others were undoubtedly qualified.

This kind of punishment will undoubtedly only exist in scenes depicting hell, but Georgiana glanced at Margaret, she didn't know whether she was overly frightened or drugged, and she was stunned, even if there were guards She didn't respond to greeting her.

   So Georgiana walked over and took Margaret's hand.

   "I said, I won't let bad things happen to you." Georgiana whispered.

   Margaret seemed to have heard these words, and her dull eyes stared at Georgiana, gradually gaining brilliance.

   "You're safe," Georgiana said with a smile, before reaching out to hug her, as if hugging herself.

  When she was a pudgy Pomona Sprout, she had a beautiful half-breed veela at heart despite her muddy witch robes.

   Now, that thought has vanished.

  When a woman is in distress, there are very few people who help. Instead, like Boginbok, although Merope is not beautiful, she still has an ancestral locket to deceive.

   Therefore, don't fall into the situation of "I am a fish and meat", power can make people feel happy.

   "If you really think that, why are you holding her so tightly?" Albus asked aside.

  Georgianna let go of Margaret, and she didn't dare to look at Margaret's expression.

   Although she wants to be quiet at the moment, she has other "social activities"...

   She couldn't help laughing when she thought of this, maybe her expression was so confusing and terrifying that the two nearby guards looked at her as if to say she was crazy.

   (end of this chapter)