Chapter 3149 Silver Eagle and Golden Eagle (10)

Pomona was holding a piece of paper in her hand that said fdt, which she didn't understand at first, but later learned that it stood for "fief des tombes" in French.

How difficult is it to find a cemetery in Paris?

In fact, there are cemeteries almost everywhere in this city, and the FDT logo can be found in such busy places as Rue Saint-Jacques.

She searched the city for two days and finally found the joint.

She looked up at the Eiffel Tower not far away. At this time, it was in the "transition between light and dark". The sunset had not completely set. Half of the sky was golden and half was dark, and the lights that usually illuminated the tower were not yet on.

People were coming and going in the Champ de Mars Square under the tower, but no one felt the spookiness of the cemetery.

She had been to Père Lachaise Cemetery, which was also built like a park, but the person buried under the Eiffel Tower was not an artist.

A streak of smoke drifted before my eyes, and the leisurely modern scene was replaced by an ancient battlefield. Gauls covered in red paint and Romans also wearing red horsehair helmets fought to the death.

In Caesar's Gallic Wars, all of Gaul had surrendered in the summer. Caesar hoped to rest in the winter camp, but news came that many tribes were plotting. All Gaul knew that it would be difficult to defeat the Roman legions in concentrated operations. Therefore, they believed that if several tribes launched attacks in different places at the same time, Rome's troops and resources would be stretched and difficult to cope with.

But doing so meant that there would always be a few tribes who suffered. The city of Lutetia, where the Champ de Mars is currently located, and the Gallic soldiers guarding the city were burned to the ground by the Roman legions.

At that time, even the Roman fortresses were built of wood. There was a centurion named Baculus who fought very bravely and was seriously wounded when fighting the Germans.

The Gauls decided to rebel for the first time and attacked the wooden walls of the winter camp while Caesar was rushing to Italy. It was this centurion who led the defenders to break through the siege, fight a bloody path, and reverse the situation.

His last appearance was in 53 BC. At that time, Caesar had chased the Germans to the Rhine River. A small group of Germans, with the cover of endless swamps and forests, never sent an envoy to surrender to Caesar.

Caesar decided to conquer these Germans hiding in the forests and swamps to prevent them from colluding with the Gauls.

Yes, those Sequani people who were almost occupied by German mercenaries turned against them again and took this opportunity to demand that the Eduwe who had cooperated in providing food to the Romans hand over hostages.

Caesar's arrival changed the situation, but at this time the Germans learned that Caesar's military camp was empty and decided to seize the camp. Cicero was in the camp at that time, and he sent out five cohorts of infantry to harvest the grain from a hillock apart.

When the German cavalry arrived, because of the cover of the forest, the Romans discovered that Baculus had been fighting for five days. Because he was seriously injured and had no water, he fainted. Everyone moved him to The safety zone behind.

The shouts of killing rose to the sky. Since the camp was located in a flat area with no fortifications, they had no choice but to defend. The newly recruited soldiers were already confused and could only look back at the tribunes and centurions.

At this moment, the distant Roman eagle flag slowly rose from the horizon, and then the Roman cavalry appeared.

As soon as the Germans saw the eagle flag, they immediately stopped attacking the camp. Then they found that this group of troops was weak, so they no longer paid attention to it and continued to attack from all directions.

Before Marius' reform, there were many flags in the Roman legions. Later, they were all replaced by Marius' silver eagle flags. The cavalry was no longer restricted to people from aristocratic families.

When the defenders in the camp saw reinforcements coming, they immediately formed a wedge formation, including the new recruits who were originally in disarray.

After forming a wedge formation, we share life and death, and no one can escape first. Of course, it is much safer to stand on the innermost level than standing on the outermost level. The commander or important people to be protected are usually in this place. However, the most elite soldiers often stand at the tip of the wedge and wedge themselves hard into the enemy's ranks.

They believed that Caesar was about to return, although only a small force of cavalry actually returned.

Before Caesar set out again, he sent large numbers of cavalry to various places. The Gauls' idea was correct, sacrificing individual tribes in exchange for the freedom of the entire Gaul. However, Caesar's approach was to order the cavalry to set fire to all the buildings, not just the houses, but also the crops in the fields.

It was already autumn, and the ripe wheat was golden, dry, and very easy to ignite. After the Romans withdrew, the Gauls would also die from lack of food.

The druids witnessed all this, but tears could not extinguish the fire unless it rained heavily.

However, it doesn't matter if the rain falls too much. Wheat is actually a seed. If it encounters the right environment, it will sprout even on the ear.

Therefore, the rain must be just enough to extinguish the fire but not enough to cause the wheat to sprout. How can humans control this?

The custom of the Romans was cremation. Unlike modern people's cremation, they open the door of the incinerator, push the body in, and when it is finished, ashes come out...

The smoke in front of her eyes suddenly disappeared, and the Romans covered in red paint and wearing red horsehair helmets disappeared, and Fox, who was about to become a phoenix, appeared in her field of vision.

"I believe what you said." Albus Dumbledore said calmly, "You didn't tell Severus where Harry was."

Pomona was a little confused, and it took him a while to react.

"Of course I'm not going to tell him, it's top secret," Pomona said.

"Then why did you tell him about the firehouse?" Dumbledore asked.

"If I don't tell him anything, he will definitely try his best to find out. That's the kind of person he is." Pomona said helplessly.

"What if he wants to know where Harry is next?" Dumbledore asked.

"I could pretend not to know and tell him that Harry could be in any Muggle home. Besides, I don't think he would want to know that much."

"Why do you think that?" Dumbledore sat on the chair, crossing his slender fingers.

"It's not good for him to know too much." Pomona looked at the Elder Wand on the principal's desk expressionlessly. "If one day the mysterious man really comes back as the centaur said, he will definitely treat Severus Use Legilimency..."

"Are you blaming me?" Dumbledore asked.

"He knew Harry's specific location but didn't take the initiative to report it. He would definitely be punished by the 'master'. And if he told the mysterious man Harry's location, it would be tantamount to betraying you." Pomona continued what he said before.

"I don't think Severus is afraid of betraying me." Dumbledore looked at Pomona. "He swore to you?"

"Yes, in Merlin's name," Pomona said.

"Now that I think about it, he didn't swear to me... but made me swear, as if he forgot that I failed to protect the Potter family." Dumbledore said meaningfully.

"What did he make you swear?" Pomona asked subconsciously.

"I can't tell anyone," Dumbledore said.

"Forget it if you don't tell me," Pomona complained.

"You have never been to Père Lachaise Cemetery?" Dumbledore asked.

"What... I went, but I didn't meet him." Pomona whispered, "The oil paper bag I took is fake, right?"

"Do you really want real answers?" Dumbledore asked.

She shook her head.

In fact, the weather "that day" was not as bad as expected. It didn't rain in England. It was just that she felt very cold while flying in the sky.

She was just one of the decoys to attract the Death Eaters, covering for Hagrid who was actually escorting Harry.

"I'll tell you a secret." Dumbledore suddenly said, "Have you ever heard of the Sans-culottes?"

"You mean those during the French Revolution..."

"At first, people didn't think about using this cemetery because it was too far from the center of Paris, but Napoleon tried every means to let people use it, no less than Louis XV let farmers grow potatoes. It was a health resort , it's a pity to use it as a cemetery." Dumbledore sighed, "Gellert told me..."

"Grindelwald?" Pomona was extremely surprised. "He has been to Paris. I mean..."

"In order to expand the cemetery, the living people living under Mount Louis will be moved. They will be placed in different places, so that they cannot be together often." Dumbledore continued, "Don't underestimate Muggles."

"I've never underestimated Muggles. That's what purebloods do." Pomona said expressionlessly.

"But you think I did something wrong because I stopped Gellert from destroying Paris," Dumbledore said.

She didn't want to answer the question.

"There's a devil in you, Professor."

"It feels good to protect, but look at who you are protecting." Pomona said angrily, "Have you ever thought about this possibility? Grindelwald is right!"

"I have not doubted that." Dumbledore said calmly. "Just like sometimes lies can wear the cloak of truth."

"Why are you telling me this?" Pomona asked.

"I think you should remember that a French wizard was almost sent to the guillotine." Dumbledore stood up. "When the mind is dizzy, death can clear the mind."

"You think I'm not sane?" Pomona asked.

"Do you think you're awake?" Dumbledore asked. "You're going to London soon, aren't you?"

Under Dumbledore's compelling gaze, Pomona lowered his head.

"Yes, Principal."

"That means you need a clear head." Dumbledore walked around the principal's desk and walked to the cabinet with the pensieve. "There are memories of many people in it. Many of them are dead, and they are better than I’m young and I don’t want you to be one of them.”

Pomona didn't say "no", Grindelwald showed no mercy to Rita Lestrange and burned her to ashes.

"Don't get in too deep, Professor." Dumbledore looked at those memories and said, "Know when enough is enough."

"I will." Pomona bowed and left the principal's office.

In fact, death does not necessarily make people wake up... As he went down the steps, Pomona thought of Sirius Black. He had a deep grudge against Wormtail and wanted to chase him down in the streets full of Muggles. Caused so many Muggle deaths.

There was only a small finger in Peter's tomb, which seemed to be an empty tomb.

It was precisely because Niccolòme's tomb was empty that people believed he was alive and had obtained eternal life with the Philosopher's Stone.

Could it be that someone saw it wrongly at the opera house, or that it was someone very similar? If you have to say firmly that it is Nick Flamel.

If she goes to France next time, she must speak French well. When she spoke English last time, others knew she was a foreigner immediately, no matter how French she dressed.

"Good morning," she said in French, and laughed.

Fortunately, she erased the memories of the Evanses at that time. Even though they knew about Penny's existence, they didn't know what her "now" name was.

Because according to custom, Penny has to change her surname to Vernon, and just knowing one name, how many "Penny" are there in the entire UK?

In this way, Penny seemed to have put on an invisibility cloak and disappeared.

"That's fun, isn't it?" Pomona said to the sky, and continued down the stairs.