Chapter 1052 "Golden Fleece"

"You've done a great job here, Linda. I can't even see what this house looked like before." Nadia visited all the areas she could like a tourist, and went to the kitchen and dining room while putting food away.

, and then to the living room and study room.

"Have you been here before?" Pomona asked with a standard Hufflepuff smile.

"I came here when I was a child. I grew up in this village, and the children in the village usually played nearby."

"Felix, come down here!" Pomona yelled upstairs, when Severus had already walked out of the study.

"This is my husband Edgar Smith."

"Nice to meet you."

Severus was polite and courteous, appearing polite but indifferent.

Not long after, footsteps were heard upstairs, and Felix appeared on the stairs.

"That is our nephew, Jan Felix, who is considered our adopted son." Pomona introduced.

"Oh, nice to meet you, little one." Nadia squeaked, taking out an Easter egg from her pocket. "It's a little early, but you don't mind more candy."

Felix looked at Pomona.

"Say thank you," Pomona said.

So Felix took the Easter egg and said thank you very well.

"I wish my nephew could come too so they could have company," Nadia said, "but he's in school now."

"Felix is ​​sick." Pomona smirked, "You can't pass the pox to other children."

"Oh!" Nadia was startled.

"Please don't worry, ma'am, it's not dragon pox," Severus said, "but the doctor said it's best to rest at home."

Pomona thought of the quick-acting candy package in her pocket, and it finally came in handy.

While Severus and Nadia were being polite, Pomona used the flying charm to pull out the skipping candy from her velvet bag, and then asked the invisible Kreacher to hand it to Felix.

Social situations are actually very tiring. They seem to be full of flowers, witty words, and sweet words, but there are deep meanings behind them. There are countless subtexts hidden behind a good chat. People in social circles don't like to speak clearly, but like to let themselves go.

Guess, it makes me very tired.

Sirius didn't like this kind of situation. He would rather ride a flying motorcycle with James and play hide-and-seek with the Muggle police.

People from lower-middle class backgrounds can easily get lost in the wealth and glamor of Vanity Fair and be dazzled by the superficial glitz.

Even the nobles were bewildered by Voldemort's astonishing appearance, strength and wisdom. Sauron, the great demon king in The Lord of the Rings, was not a sinister character as soon as he appeared. He was also very charming, as if he was a great sage.

Elves, humans and dwarves were the only ones who readily accepted the ring he gave.

It wasn't until people discovered the existence of the Supreme Lord of the Rings and understood his sinister intentions that all races united to fight against him. If the human prince hadn't used the broken sword to cut off Sauron's ring, it's not certain who would win in the end.

Pomona wants to know more clues, but Nadia will never give them to her in vain. That old owl can be lost for a day, but is smart enough to hide from the rain and keep letters dry. Who is the fool?

"Oh, you are all British, so you don't drink coffee, you drink tea?" Nadia suddenly raised her voice.

"Would you like some?" Pomona responded with a smile.

"It's a bit cheeky to say this, but I want to drink some." Nadia said cheerfully.

Only then did Pomona remember that she didn't have any china for the guests.

There is a famous saying in Vanity Fair, As long as I have money, I can become a good woman.

For example, Madame de Pompadour, the mistress of Louis XV, definitely had a lot of money. This woman from a minor aristocratic background could even decorate a rococo-style palace for the queen who had fallen out of favor.

How grateful the Queen should be to her for snatching away her husband and diverting the attention of her love rivals. If Louis XV's young mistresses wanted to provoke, they would target Madame de Pompadour instead of the Queen.

The embarrassing scene made the fake smile on her face almost unbearable.

"You can use transfiguration to deal with it first." Voldemort reminded, "Remember to buy a set when you return to England."

"We just moved here." Severus said coldly, "Many things have not been opened. Let's drink it next time."

Although Severus' words were rude, Pomona wanted to kiss him.

That's right, who told that rash woman to come uninvited!

"I'm so sorry." Pomona looked at Nadia apologetically.

At the same time, she secretly made up her mind to find Narcissa Malfoy to extort a set of top-quality porcelain as a wedding gift.

"It doesn't matter, you can still drink tea even without using good porcelain." Nadia said cheerfully.

This bitch!

Pomona resisted the urge to strangle her and returned to the kitchen, when the elf Kreacher appeared.

"Mistress, we have no china for our guests," it said.

"I know!" she said with hatred. She usually used mugs and ordinary white porcelain plates. Who would have thought that such a time would happen.

"Mistress Blake has a set of Wedgwood china."

"Oh, that's great, but I think it belongs to Ginny already." She walked around the dining room angrily.

"Kreacher hid them." Kreacher rubbed his paws and said, "Mistress Black told her before she died that even if she dropped her porcelain, she could not leave it to Master Sirius, so Kreacher kept a set without permission.

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"Where are they now?"

Kreacher brought out a box and Pomona took it. Inside was a set of Wedgwood porcelain.

"When did you take it with you?" Pomona asked.

"Just before you returned to England last time."

Pomona was hesitant, she didn't want to entertain Nadia with such fine porcelain.

"Don't dawdle," Voldemort urged impatiently.

She finally returned to the living room carrying the strawberry cake baked in the morning and a steaming pot of "Queen's Black Tea".

Severus and Nadia were sitting on the sofa facing each other, neither of them speaking, and the atmosphere seemed a bit tense, a light-year away from "having a pleasant afternoon".

"Oh, you found it." Nadia said happily.

"What did you find?"

"porcelain."

Pomona smiled dryly, put down the tea and cake, and sat next to Severus.

"Hmm, the tea smells so good." Nadia picked up the tea cup and smelled it.

"Aren't you afraid of us poisoning you?" Severus said with a sinister smile.

"I'm here to make friends, why do you want to poison me?"

"Hahaha, he's joking." Pomona laughed and patted Severus' hand. "This is where his humor comes from."

"Really? My dear?" Severus gritted his teeth and smirked.

"You British people have really weird humor." Nadia took a sip of tea. "Well, it's really good tea."

"Thank you." Pomona said politely, and then thought about how to steer the topic in the direction of the information she wanted.

"I heard that this place was once occupied by a magical beast." Severus asked directly, "and it was also killed by a Muggle army."

"How did you know?" Nadia asked.

"I asked the locals." Severus folded his hands and leaned on the back of the sofa. "It probably happened during the War of Spanish Succession. Is what he said true?"

"What's true? So what if it's fake?" Nadia asked calmly.

"We have children with us. If this area is dangerous, we should pay more attention."

"How about just moving away?" Nadia asked.

"We just packed up this house, not to mention you guys who live in the village and haven't moved out yet?" Severus continued to smile maliciously, "We have moved out, how about you move in?"

"How about a piece of cake?" Pomona pushed the strawberry cake in front of Nadia.

"This place always attracts monsters. The old monsters are no longer there, but there is a big pig monster. Your place has been attacked by her descendants." Nadia said with a smile, "Have you heard of the Golden Fleece?

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"Jason's golden fleece?" Severus asked.

"There is also the Knights of the Golden Fleece of Philip III. He is the Duke of Burgundy, but he hopes to be the real king. Jason can ascend the throne if he finds the Golden Fleece. Why can't Philip III? Especially in France at that time.

The royal family was far less wealthy than him. Becoming a Knight of the Golden Fleece meant accepting the sovereignty of the Grand Duke of Burgundy and not being allowed to join other similar knights. Therefore, the Knights of the Golden Fleece soon became the most distinguished among various knightly orders in Europe."

"What does this have to do with our conversation?" Severus asked.

"Charles V inherited the title of Grand Duke of Burgundy, which marked the official incorporation of the Principality of Burgundy into the Holy Roman Empire. The sovereignty of the Knights of the Golden Fleece was also transferred to the Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire. After the death of Charles V, the Golden Fleece

The sovereignty of the Knights was transferred to his son Philip II and his descendants, namely the Spanish Habsburg dynasty. After the death of the last Spanish Habsburg monarch, the Austrian Habsburg dynasty and the Spanish Bourbon dynasty

Both claimed to have sovereignty over the Knights of the Golden Fleece, and eventually both parties awarded the order. However, no matter how the sovereignty of the Knights changed, the certificate was always written in French, just like what was written on the wall, Le diable
To be continued...