Harry Potter Morning Light

There is an ancient superstition in England and Ireland that uprooting a hawthorn tree brings bad luck.

Although Pomona is not as full of superstitions as Molly, she is sure that it will not be easy for everyone to push Slytherin to a dead end. After the "hawthorn tree" was pulled up, werewolves and goblins began to rebel. The Dark Arts League is great against pure bloods, but not against these creatures.

"Oh, what are you doing!"

Pomona was mixing batter, when suddenly a pair of hands stretched out from behind and hugged her full.

"Rest." The owner of the hand lay on her shoulder and said in a muffled voice, "I'm tired."

"How's Draco?" she said softly.

"Drinking the sedative, already asleep." He sighed deeply, "I began to think that Narcissa called me back from Hades because of him, she would do anything for her spoiled son. "

Pomona thought of Mrs. Malfoy, she had exploded with incredible courage for Draco, daring to lie in front of so many people.

At this time, the hand around her waist began to unbutton her coat.

She patted it hard, and he let out a cry of pain.

"This is Draco's house!" she warned in a low voice.

"We used to live in this place." He smiled maliciously. "Do you remember what we used to do in the kitchen?"

Her face flushed all of a sudden.

"Naughty ghost." The serious Potions Master flirted with her unseriously.

"Stop talking!" She wailed, covering her face.

He put his lips to her ear and whispered love words that only two people could hear. Honey the house-elf had disappeared by now, and if it wasn't for some special reason, he would not just say something ugly.

"We haven't had our honeymoon yet. I had planned to take the train to Venice in the afternoon. Should we postpone it now?"

After the frolicking, he finally looked serious, but the topics he talked about were a bit beyond her expectations.

They have been married for more than a month, but the full moon does not mean that the honeymoon is over, and today they can go to Venice to celebrate the end of the carnival.

"I have no problem, the carnival will still be available next year."

He didn't answer what she said, and the heavy breathing from behind sounded like some kind of monster.

"You're shaking." He murmured like he was out of his wits, his nose and lips rubbed against her neck, as if he wanted to swallow her alive.

"When the old lion died, the 'prince' became a king, and he ruled the castle. According to the old king, the princess would marry another king, but she didn't marry him, and kept trying to resist. The key is still There are so many fools who follow her orders like she is their goddess of victory."

Pomona remembered the world-famous painting, which was exhibited in the Louvre, and it was "Liberty Leading the People" by Eugène Delacroix. Converge in the direction of the audience. In the center of the picture is a woman in robes, holding a gun in one hand and a tricolor flag in the other, leading the people forward. Behind her to the left, the bell tower of Notre-Dame de Paris could be vaguely seen with the tricolor flag flying, and soldiers marching under the buildings around Notre-Dame.

"Go away," she said tremblingly, trying to drive away the person who had fallen into some kind of fantasy.

"She is free, why can't you be like her?" He unbuttoned the second button of her coat, and then put his hand in. "You are already a free woman."

Many sculptures in ancient Greece and Rome were naked, showing the beauty of the human body, but sculptures of philosophers such as Augustus, nobles and Socrates were all wearing clothes.

The goddesses, especially the goddess Venus, don't wear clothes, but Athena, the goddess of war and wisdom, not only wears a full dress, but also wears armor, holding weapons and shields in her hands.

Goddesses are usually endowed with a perfect shape, such as porcelain-like skin, plump and soft body, pure, soft, and mysterious, but the woman in "Freedom Leading the People" looks strong because she is a fishwife and a working class .

There were many dead bodies lying on the ground in front of her, and many of these male dead bodies were not wearing pants.

Not wearing pants is usually divided into voluntary and forced. Now the man behind her wants to take off his pants, and the corpse in the portrait is caused by looting after death.

The revolutionaries did not seem to be as great as people imagined. They did not leave a trace of dignity to the nobles, and they stripped off the pants of the corpses.

Romanticism is perceptual, irrational, and emphasizes the expression of personal emotions. Delacroix is ​​a romantic painter. In this painting, he not only shows the "greatness" of the people's war, but also shows the ugly side of war— -plunder.

The revolutionaries overthrew the royal family, and they changed from the formerly oppressed to the new oppressors. In the end, the French Revolution failed. Napoleon broke the thousand-year-old tradition and crowned himself as the Roman Emperor.

In human history, there have been countless revolutions characterized by violence and bloodshed. There are many reasons for their success and failure, such as environment, climate, military leadership, strength of power balance, timing, quality of participants, unpredictable Accidental events, etc., it is easy to overthrow the royal family, but the difficult thing is to rebuild, a new political system, laws, etc. These are not something a simple-minded person who has never read a book can do.

She didn't stop him, everything Draco went through when she felt pain, he could help her forget.

What's more, they are a legal couple, although they are not registered on the Ministry of Magic documents.

Scotland was an elopement paradise, and Albus didn't think much of the Minister for Magic.

The marriage between Albus and Grindelwald is not legally recognized, but as long as they feel that they are married, even if they are married, marriage means that they must remain loyal to each other. Maybe their blood oath is the "wedding" of.

"If you just want a private space, you can find it anywhere, so why go to Venice?" She closed her eyes and said to the "King" a little insanely.

"When you abandon your subjects to live alone, look how bad they are."

"He told me he regretted letting Fenrir Greyback go to Hogwarts."

"who?"

"Draco, do you know why he is crying? His glove is torn, and there is a cut on his finger. He may have come into contact with the patient's blood. He is afraid of becoming a werewolf. Do you think if he becomes a werewolf, Ah Will Stonia still love him?"

"Of course." She said with a frivolous smile.

He suddenly stopped all his movements and gasped loudly.

"How do you know?" he asked.

"A woman's intuition." She turned around and looked up into his black eyes. "As long as we are together, we don't necessarily need to go abroad. You can spend your honeymoon anywhere."

"But I want to go to Venice." He twisted his thin lips, showing a smirk, and took half a step back, changing from a gypsy to a respectful gentleman, but his hand is still hooked on her palm " When was the last time we traveled abroad?"

"Okay, no problem." She gave up resisting, and she would fall if she was late with this group of dark wizards.

"Do you remember that Harry Potter and his friends didn't go to the Halloween dinner in the year of the Chamber of Secrets?"

"I remember, the fat friar told me they were at Nearly Headless Nick's Deathday party."

"Bloody Barrow said Nick sang a song at the party about how he died." Severus sang as he fell back. , A trivial mistake made me go straight away, and I found myself about to face the death penalty, all because of the night I met you."

That's not how the song was sung.

However, she dared not correct him.

"Do you know which platform you are on the long-distance train to the Continent?" he asked.

"Seven and a half," she answered.

"Good girl." He praised, "It's 7 again, maybe something magical will happen this time."