Chapter 3352 Sugar and Meat (3)

In Tchaikovsky's ballet "The Nutcracker", there is a very famous scene in which a little girl comes to Candy Mountain in a dream, where she experiences a battle between the Mouse King and the candies.

Although the dancer is a fairy and her dance moves are very smart, the rhythm of the song is very strong, like a little puppet.

There are no shortcuts in practicing ballet. Every movement must be in place. In addition to a lot of basic skills, you must also keep your body light. Many cakes will have ballerinas on them, but ballerinas who eat sweet cakes at least have to worry about their "careers", count the calories they consume and the amount of exercise they take, and worry that they will "gain weight" if they eat too much.

If you are playing wizard chess, the chess player is responsible for directing the chess pieces to a certain position, and the chess pieces will move on their own, destroying the opponent's "chess pieces" such as stools and swords.

This seems a bit violent, but at least it can avoid Bonaparte's situation of putting the captured pieces back on the chessboard to disrupt the game, which is "cheating".

Girls seem to be more obedient than boys... Pomona has always been an obedient "sweetheart". She also received more praise from Dumbledore than Snape, while Snape was more rebellious because he always talked to the principal. Go against it.

Georgiana held a bottle of whiskey and drank directly from the bottle without pouring it into the glass.

She staggered to a mirror and looked at the figure in the mirror. Her eyes were a little blurry and she couldn't tell who was standing inside.

"You know, your problem is that you died too early." She drunkenly said to the "person" in the mirror, "You think this world is only black and white. As long as all the black people can change, the world will be fine. But your son almost died, and I don’t mean at the hands of Voldemort, but the fool Rohart, hiccup.”

She said after burping.

"He doesn't know anything, but he wants to be a hero. Oh, no, he can make up stories. As long as all the insiders are dead, no one will know what happened to him in the secret room." Georgiana took another sip of wine and said, What he is best at is the Forgetting Curse, and he is also a member of the Anti-Dark Magic Alliance. So, this is the problem between you two, you think he will change, and he thinks you will change."

She looked into the mirror and giggled.

"Guess what? Death is the beginning of immortality, and you can't change it."

Then Georgiana carried the wine bottle, staggered to a table and sat down. For some reason, there was a portrait of Archduke Karl on the wall.

Archduke Karl is really handsome but not tall and powerful. In fact, he is quite frail and sickly. He has been troubled by epilepsy since he was a child. Just like the current King of Etrunia, it is just that Archduke Karl's epilepsy has been controlled, and Etrunia King Ya's epilepsy attacks are becoming more and more frequent, and no matter how healthy a person is, they cannot withstand such torture.

Illness prevented Archduke Karl from enjoying life like other noble children. Like Bonaparte, he loved reading the biographies of Alexander and Hannibal.

"To the dwarf!" She raised the bottle towards the portrait of Archduke Karl, then took another sip, and then lay limply on the table like a puppet with its strings cut off.

She stared at the "Eye of Horus" made of peridot. Although this thing did not have the punitive effect like Dumbledore and Grindelwald's blood oath, it could still cause pain.

Rather than being dazzling and charming, what she hates more is the feeling of being "branded".

The reason why she wore it was for freedom. Without it, she could not leave the botanical garden. Later, she arrived at St. Cloud and found that he also had a peridot brooch on his chest...

She reluctantly got up, took off the necklace, and suddenly felt relaxed.

In fact, she doesn't have to worry about the other party's loyalty, because this is what will inevitably happen after someone drives her away.

Even after the Revolution some things essentially remained unchanged.

She wondered if Bonaparte still remembered that the image of Heracles had represented the power of the people during the French Revolution.

Hercules was not a father, not a husband, but a "brother."

Legend has it that the passion of God King Zeus finally made Hera unbearable, so she conspired with Poseidon and Apollo to swarm Zeus while he was sleeping and tied him up. But then the Queen of Heaven, Poseidon and Apollo ascended the throne for who The quarrel continued, and the sea goddess Thetis saw that a civil war was coming. In order to prevent everything from happening, she invited the hundred-armed giant to rescue Zeus. After Zeus returned to the throne, he sent Poseidon and Apollo to repair the wall of Troy.

Building city walls was a kind of hard labor in ancient times, and Hera was tied up. In the myth, Hera was tied up because of her vanity and sat on the throne made by the God of Vulcan. The gods asked the God of Vulcan to release Hera, but the God of Vulcan proposed made three requirements.

In another version, Zeus demanded that the gods never rebel against him, but Heracles was not yet a "god" when the gods swore.

During the most radical days of the Revolution, there were almost no symbols of the father.

The founding fathers of the American Revolution also served as "Sons of Liberty"...

At this time, she felt that there was another person at the door, so she looked over and found that it was Augereau.

"Why did you come to Mullah's house?" Georgiana asked.

"You are so leisurely that you actually set off fireworks." Augereau said with a smile at the door, "What is my mission?"

"How do I know?" Georgiana said coldly, "You are a general, I am just a little girl."

Augereau walked in directly and sat down on the chair opposite her across the table.

"Napoleon is nothing special, is he?" Augereau said, looking into space.

"Be careful he cuts your head off with his sword again," said Georgiana.

"He doesn't dare anymore. He did before." Augereau said contemptuously. "Do you know why?"

"You are not a loser, general." Georgiana sobered up a little. "This is Mullah's home."

"An English woman actually believes in the Republic." Augereau sneered. "You still advise me to be cautious?"

She wanted to say something.

"Just tell me what your plans are," said Augereau.

She looked at Augereau.

"Am I beautiful or is Polina beautiful?"

He didn't speak for a long time.

"I heard that I came to Italy with Paulina to relax. No one told me that I would stay in Italy permanently." Georgiana looked at Augereau and said.

"Your plan," Augereau said expressionlessly.

"I don't have any plans, but I have been to Turin. There is a five-pointed star magic circle there that protects Turin. What do you think the five-pointed star represents?" Georgiana asked.

"I don't believe in gods and devils, tell me directly, what do you want me to do?" Augereau asked.

"Castle Rivoli, will you hold that place for the sake of the Republic?" Georgiana asked.

Augereau laughed.

"Anything else?" asked Augereau.

"Protect the engineer who has mastered the secret technology of the loom."

"What's his name?" asked Augereau.

"Ask the people in Lyon, they all know it," Georgiana said.

Augereau stood up, turned and walked away.

Although it was hard to believe, she felt better.

When she looked at the amulet on the table again, she looked at it for a long time, but she no longer sensed the magic power.

"I love Leon," she whispered to him, then stood up and left.