Chapter 1148 The Story of Paris (1)

On the European train from London to Venice, a chef named Philip once told Pomona that he didn't like Paris now.

"Huadu" represents romance in the hearts of many people and is synonymous with fashion.

There is the meandering Seine River passing through the city, Notre Dame Cathedral without the Hunchback of Notre Dame, the fragrant cafes on the roadside, and the most beautiful street, the Champs Elysées.

However, when you actually arrive in this city, you will realize that all of this is just your own imagination.

The streets are littered with rubbish, the subway stations are dilapidated, and there is a faint smell of urine. I don't know if it was made by humans or left by dogs.

Many people like to keep dogs but do not shovel poop when walking their dogs. Therefore, you should always pay attention to your steps when "walking" on the street.

Even Chanel's high-end shoes will be completely ruined if you step on this "soft gold". Fortunately, there are many "fountains" on the roadside, but they are other people's drinking points. Wash your feet at other people's drinking points.

Damn it, who would look good on it?

The French may not be happy to say this, but France has indeed weakened since the king was overthrown by the people of Paris.

Even if we don't mention France's performance during World War II, the capital of a country, except for popular attractions such as the Eiffel Tower and the Louvre, has an overall impression of being dirty and messy. The walls are covered with graffiti, which really looks unseemly.

Neighborhoods where white people live may be better, and perhaps this is why Grindelwald chose a white neighborhood as the destination for his trip to Paris.

Grindelwald doesn't discriminate against Muggles, he just doesn't treat them as human beings.

He needed a place to live, and his followers killed the original owners of the house, threw them in coffins, and took them away.

This is what one of Grindelwald's followers said during the post-war trial. Grindelwald didn't like Paris, so he planned to destroy the city.

Parisians like to wear black, and Severus's black suit easily blends in. On the contrary, Pomona's pastoral floral skirt would be laughed at by passers-by.

Fortunately, she and Narcissa visited a high-end clothing store together. After being stared at rudely a few times, she found something of good quality and put it on, so passers-by looked at her more.

A bit of admiration and friendliness.

In Paris at the end of the 18th century, people built glass roofs between the street arcades. This way, ladies could get off their carriages and walk into these naturally lit corridors without having to worry about the sun and rain outside, and could enjoy themselves inside.

Went shopping for coffee.

A philosopher said that the arcade is a city, or even a miniature world.

There are not only literati and artists, inlaid painted floors and boutique shop windows, but also museum-like lighting and reliefs.

The men and women living in this world are dressed up beautifully, exuding the sense of superiority of the "upper class". They can't see the mess and shabby subway stations, and they don't know the mess in non-rich areas, let alone those in the human world.

It's painful.

We are all human beings, but we live in different worlds.

Madame de Pompadour, Louis XV's mistress, could read Montesquieu's books. By developing Rococo, she liberated France from its dependence on Chinese porcelain, which saved Louis XV a lot of money.

Marie Toinette didn't know what to do at the critical moment.

At first, the French people did not plan to kill the king. They planned to follow the British example of establishing a constitutional monarchy. It was Louis XVI who planned to escape, and the situation became increasingly out of control.

Even if you want to escape, you should pack lightly. Why are you carrying so much jewelry and cosmetics?

He leaked the news in order to divert these things, as if he didn't want to die quickly enough.

No one would be able to stay happy after being showered with tadpoles. The black-haired Pomona looked full of darkness, and no one could connect her with the cheerful and enthusiastic witch wearing a patchwork robe.

Together.

Byron also wrote a famous saying in "Don Juan":

My love for you is my hatred for human beings, because if I fall in love with human beings, I cannot concentrate on loving you.

She never dreamed that Albus's love partner would be the Dark Lord Grindelwald.

There are many people in this world who are not worth saving. They are like rotten fruits. Not only are they sour, but they have also absorbed the nutrients needed by other fruits. The old madman Grindelwald feels that these fruits should be cut off.

The old fool Albus Dumbledore didn't want anyone to suffer the pain of losing a loved one like him. He saved the good fruits and the bad ones along with him.

For this reason, he sacrificed his personal happiness, including family affection and love, to achieve "the greatest interests."

Even though Muggles do not hunt wizards like they did in the Middle Ages, they are not punished for harming Arianna. Instead, Percival Dumbledore, who stood up for justice for his daughter, was imprisoned in Azkaban.

Whose interests do international confidentiality laws protect?

Grindelwald took advantage of this loophole. He took advantage of "sacrifice personal interests for the greatest benefit" and took advantage of those pure-blood nobles to make profits for himself.

This is easy to confuse. After all, it is difficult to identify hypocrites who seek profit for themselves under the banner of public welfare. They seem to be wearing a layer of disguise.

When people see clearly the face of this hypocrite, they will be even more angry.

Maybe Grindelwald was imprisoned in Nurmengard not because he was forgotten, but because people saw him clearly.

"Is there anything you like?" Severus asked.

He did not show obvious impatience like other men who accompanied women when shopping. On the contrary, he behaved quite elegantly and properly, fully demonstrating the aristocratic etiquette he pretended to have.

"You're going to buy summer clothes." Pomona said, looking at the heavy clothes on his body.

"I can't wear short sleeves." Severus gestured to his arm with the Dark Mark. "That will cause trouble."

"Are you giving me a hard time?"

He smirked.

"Don't buy Hawaiian shirts, it's a waste if you do."

"You know what black looks like?" Pomona said, staring into his eyes. "You look like a cheap thug."

"At least others will know that you have bodyguards and they won't dare to offend you." Severus looked down at her shoes, "Why not wear high heels?"

"I hate high heels." Pomona said coldly, "Those shoes were originally designed for men who were not confident about their height, just like the iron tower!"

Pomona looked at the dark iron tower outside the window.

"I really don't understand, why was it designed?"

"It's actually not bad once you get used to it," a female store clerk said in English. "It was originally designed so that it can be dismantled at any time, so it uses a steel frame structure like a shelf."

"You can understand it as a monument to victory." Severus said. "Besides, the French have put up with it, so why should you complain?"

"I hate Paris." Pomona said dissatisfiedly when she left the boutique and returned to the arcade.

"Want to go to the Louvre?" Severus asked.

"I would rather see Père Lachaise Cemetery."

Severus stared at her.

"What's wrong?"

"I thought you meant going to the Wizarding Street in Paris."

"I want to see what it looked like after the war," Pomona said. "Don't forget what we did in Italy."

"Do you think we will be wanted?" Severus asked.

"That's why I forgive you." Pomona touched her black hair. "It actually worked."

"This is a recipe I found from the Black family's book collection." Severus said with a smile, "Black hair is the symbol of their family."

"It's like crow feathers." Pomona looked at his greasy black hair and said, "Why not take over the Potter family's hair smoothener. Anyway, Harry doesn't need to rely on this business to make a living now."

"Is it because the Fogel family took over the Medici family's business?" Severus asked.

"how do you know?"

"I think I'm starting to understand you, inspiration, right?"

Pomona kissed him, leaving a faint lip mark on his face: "Smart."

"That may require the Potter family's secret recipe."

"Is that difficult for you, Professor?" Pomona smiled and said, "It's just hair smoothener, not wolfsbane potion."

The Potions Master smiled.

"How about going to Nick Flamel's retreat?" Severus asked.

"You know where?"

"Although I have never transported the Philosopher's Stone, I have read the letters left by Albus. You know my little hobby, I like to open other people's envelopes." He put his arm around Pomona's waist and walked leisurely in the arcade.

Stroll "Maybe there are some treasures left there."

Pomona thought about it for a moment and then agreed.

After all, the place where the living live is much better than the dead. But it's really strange, why does she think of the grave again?
Chapter completed!