Harry Potter’s Morning Light

   Chapter 2521 Manonamission (XIV)

The black dog took Pomona all the way to the foot of the mountain. After climbing on the winding, steep and rocky path for nearly half an hour, the black dog suddenly disappeared. She walked over quickly and found that there was someone in front of her. A rock with a narrow gap in it that an adult would have a hard time squeezing in unless he was on all fours like the black dog just now.

Pomona never thought that her height, which she hadn't grown for many years, would actually take advantage of her. She walked sideways along the crack, and at the end of the crack suddenly opened up. In the dimly lit cave, a man sat beside a large rock. superior.

   She took out her wand and was about to use the fluorescent flash.

   "Don't do that," said the man beside the boulder. "Someone will find out."

   "Sirius?" Pomona asked.

   "Yes, I'm Sirius Black." The man beside the boulder stepped into a ray of moonlight that shone through the gap. "But who are you?"

   "Can't you smell it?" Pomona took a step back.

   Sirius' expression was angry at this moment, like a growling dog, ready to attack her at any time.

   The sound of their breathing echoed in the cave.

   "You're a half-breed veela," Sirius said when his breathing calmed down.

   "Obviously, isn't it? Whether it's a werewolf or a veela, if you want to study at Hogwarts, you have to give yourself a little disguise," Pomona said sharply.

   "Do you know what you just did!" Sirius growled, his voice buzzing in the cave. "You just...if you were caught, you would be locked in Azkaban."

   "I know," Pomona said quietly.

   Sirius paced in the cave, his steps impatient.

   "You feel disappointed?" Pomona said coldly.

   "Disappointed for what?" he asked with a frown.

   'I just looked like a dark wizard'.

She didn't say this sentence. Among the many rumors circulating last year, in addition to the one that Neville said, there was also one that said that Harry Potter was actually a dark wizard, and he would be stronger than the Dark Lord in the future, so the dark The Demon King planned to get rid of him when he was a baby.

   When the fear reaches a limit, it will choose to escape. That does not necessarily mean turning around and running away, but putting all the responsibility on others.

  If Harry is not allowed to enter the school, the "village" will still have a peaceful life and don't need to be afraid, but why should Harry take this responsibility?

  If Harry is really a dark wizard, then the battle between him and the mysterious man is an infighting between the dark wizards, and the children in the school are just innocently involved. The evidence for this allegation is that Harry can speak Parseltongue, and there is a lot of evidence in history that wizards who speak Parseltongue are dark wizards.

There are few dark wizards in the history of Hufflepuff, but it does not mean that it is "0". Buddy Crouch Jr., the son of Buddy Crouch, the son of Buddy Crouch, the executive director of the Ministry of Magic, has been hidden so deeply. When he confessed, no one would have imagined that he would actually be a Death Eater.

  What Pomona did just now seemed to have removed his disguise and revealed his true colors.

   "They wanted to attack me," she said coldly. "What else would I have done, shouting 'Help'? You thought there would be Aurors in that wild country?"

   "No." Sirius stopped pacing. "It's because the Aurors won't be there that I let you wait there for me."

   "No one will save me, I have to protect myself." She continued indifferently, "What's more, what we learned in magic school was how to protect ourselves."

   "Did you bring anything to eat? I'm hungry." Sirius said softly.

   She hesitated, but still found the prepared food from the flannel pocket.

   "Thank you," Sirius said, then hurriedly opened the package, grabbed a grilled lamb chop and gnawed it.

   His way of eating is not aristocratic etiquette, but he eats deliciously.

   "Aren't you afraid of me poisoning the food?" Pomona said maliciously.

   Sirius, who was eating lamb chops, looked up at Pomona in surprise, and then burst out laughing.

   "You think I dare not?" she said with a sneer.

"We're friends, Knox, you don't treat friends like that." Sirius said confidently, "You help me, just like I didn't bite you just now, but bit someone who was going to hurt you, not to mention more than It's more like betraying me if you tell the Ministry of Magic where I'm hiding."

  He paused at this point, and said with hatred, "A real traitor will often pretend to be friendly, but will never remind you that he has poisoned his food."

   Sirius said here, and took another bite of the lamb chop.

  Pomona looked around, this cave is really simple, but it is better than hidden, if you don't search it, it will be difficult to find.

   "Can dementors smell?" Pomona asked.

   "Why do you ask that?" Sirius said, chewing on the mutton.

   "I'm afraid the smell on my body will attract them." Pomona sniffed the robe on his body, not sure if there was still a rue scent.

   "You stink." Sirius said indifferently, "but not as stinky as me."

  Pomona looked at Sirius in ragged clothes, how long has it been since he took a bath?

"Don't worry, they don't distinguish people by smell, although they can 'smell' death." Sirius said lightly, "There, you can know when a person dies, and they get excited every time. Endless."

   Pomona couldn't help shivering. This was the second time she'd heard someone say Dementors would be "excited".

"I remember Buddy Crouch Jr., they put him in the cell next to me." Sirius said, looking at Pomona. "His parents came to see him one last time, and I saw it with my own eyes that night. They cost It took a long time to end, like enjoying the process, and then the dementors buried his body outside the fort, old Buddy Crouch didn't even come to retrieve his body, do you want to be like him? No? cos?"

   She didn't speak, she was trembling all over.

"Don't go into Azkaban, though you think you can hold on in it." Sirius took another bite of the lamb. "There aren't many Death Eaters left with me, except Bella, even though people say People who are locked up in Azkaban go crazy, but she was crazy before she was locked up."

   Sirius continued to eat while Pomona watched.

   It is possible that she had hallucinations. Sirius's laughter just now sounded like a dog barking, and its echoes were constantly reflected in the cave, so her ears kept hearing that terrifying sound.

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  People in the court of Versailles called the court "the country".

  This is not only because dignitaries gather here and form their own "microclimate", including language, moral standards and customs, but also because they surround a king who once said "I am the country".

In this luxurious palace, there are hundreds of rules that are meaningless but cannot be ignored, such as who can wear a parasol and who can't; Give way and salute at the side of the road; Duchesses are not allowed to sit in armchairs in royal rooms; Marquis are not entitled to ride in sedan chairs.

But there are always people who want to challenge these rules. There was once a prince who asked his maid to put the prince's wallet on the mat in the church in the palace, and someone soon reported it, sometimes it was a word from the king, or a statement from the king. Paper documents can bring the culprit into submission immediately, and if someone breaks these rules out of ignorance, they will be regarded as very uneducated, or, to put it another way, "excessive".

If you want to sit in a sedan chair in the vast and luxurious palace, you must obtain the corresponding qualification, or the king's charter. Without that qualification, no matter how rich you are, you can't buy it. A horse-drawn carriage galloping down a densely populated narrow street is certainly different.

  The court is to obey the rules, even if the French court is not as strict as the rules of the eastern court, foreign ministers can enter the palace and chat with the palace maids.

  The western world is monogamous, only the children of the right wife have the right to inherit, and the illegitimate children have nothing.

  The East is a system of polygamy and multiple concubines. The sons born to concubines have the same inheritance rights, but they must obey the rules of orderly elders. The "Nine Kings Seizing the Inheritance" that occurred in the late Kangxi Emperor was caused by "the order of the elders and the young" and "the division of the descendants". In order to ensure that the children born to the concubines of the imperial court were the emperor's, the **** system was established.

  The new French Civil Code stipulates that the illegitimate children recognized by the father also have the right to inherit. Compared with the round sentence, the use of Miss Campini to drive out without an invitation letter is more deterrent to these decent and educated people.

   This is the rule of the new palace, even if it is as ridiculous as the ban on riding a sedan chair and holding a parasol in the palace.

  These rules and endless details are suffocating to follow, and Sirius, who likes freedom, will run away from home even if his mother cancels his inheritance. It's not that the Black family can't do without him, not to mention that Sirius has a younger brother, Regulus.

   But James Potter did say the "truth": the rules are for the little people.

  The duke is a big man outside, but in the palace, he is only one of the huge number of noble titles, and even the duchess almost starved to death in the palace.

  The king's favor is the most important, even if Madame Pompidou is just a countess, she can replace the queen to preside over everything in the palace.

  Some people have always sent beautiful women to the king. It is hard to imagine that they would not joke like Madame Pompidou. To put it another way, Georgiana dared to pinch Napoleon's nose.

   The attraction of using beauty is always short-lived, and the vast majority of laughter in the king’s life was provided by men. Of course, they are not completely afraid to make fun of men in front of men, mainly because they are afraid to be in front of the king. They have too many scruples, family and hard-won favored status. Falling out of favor may even involve the family.

  Josephine is very good at being kind and friendly to people, but Bertin summed it up in one sentence: There is never a shortage of people who take the initiative in the court, they just forget who you are soon after you lose power.

   Marie Antoinette, who came from the German court, did not understand many rules. She had to learn etiquette before entering the palace, but occasionally she also went to sit in the palace. At this time, the head of the palace was Mrs. Dubali, who asked the future crown princess to play the piano in front of everyone.

As a "talented woman", Madame Pompidou can sing with a beautiful voice. The piano is a new musical instrument. Marie Antoinette can't. One of the other instruments she knows, or simply sing a passage.

   just made the future crown princess stand there in embarrassment, and there were all whispering voices underneath.

  Maybe Mrs. Dubare did this out of prestige. Even if the German princess came, she still had the final say in the palace.

   I don't know if she ever thought about it, when Louis XV died, he would change the king and clean up the former favorite concubine.

   After returning home, Marie Antoinette practiced the piano every day, and the sound of her piano music reverberated in the Place de la Concorde.

   In the Louvre that day, Pomona also heard the piano sonata "Moonlight" before entering this world and saw Josephine playing the piano.

   But Josephine didn't play the piano while she was alive, unless she learned it after her death.

There is a rumor that one night Josephine was lying in the bed that once belonged to Marie Antoinette, not knowing whether she was dreaming or something else, she saw Marie Antoinette ask her why she was sleeping on the bed. "Her" bed.

  Napoleon was working upstairs at the time. After hearing about it, he put down his official business and took Josephine back to his bedroom.

  When the queen was alive, a woman selling cherries lay on the queen's bed and said loudly, "It's finally our turn to rest", but the queen didn't dare to ask that, or did she really feel bolder after death?

   Who played the piano that night, and who invited them into this world?

   It's not Hathor anyway, she herself is looking for someone to transport her "residence" to this world.

   This was Hathor's task for Pomona, but she was surrounded by people at the moment. Everyone was courting her, and she didn't need to drink compound decoction and pretend to be a different person in order to please anyone or fear the envy of the girls.

   Should she feel happy?

She remembered Plato's metaphor again. A group of prisoners who were **** and couldn't turn around sat facing the cave wall. They could only see a fire and the shadow on the cave wall. They all thought the shadow was real. Until a prisoner broke free, turned around and saw the world outside the cave.

   He was lucky. When he came out, it was daytime, and the sun was high in the sky, illuminating the whole world, but if he came out at night, the scenery he saw was different.

   It may be a sky full of stars, a mountain in the moonlight, or a monster hidden in the darkness.

   Now that the cave is safe, will he still tell others what he has seen?

   In the laughter, she glanced around, as if she saw a handsome black-haired man who was toasting her.

   But he was quickly overwhelmed by the crowd and disappeared in place.

   He changed his clothes, no longer the gray prison uniform, and his face was much better.

She pretended not to see it, and continued to evaluate the new police uniform with the others. After all, this "dress" will appear among them in the future just like the military uniform. No matter whether they will meet on other occasions in the future, at least they are well-dressed now. Everyone can talk as much as they like, who will spoil the fun at this time?

   (end of this chapter)