Chapter 1219 Parisian Women (6)

The golden feather took Severus to an abandoned manor in the southeast of Paris, near Fontainebleau.

It is a typical Duze style building, which is very rare in France.

The British occupied France for a period of time until Joan of Arc regained the crown and Paris for the French king.

This manor is very large. In addition to the main castle, there are also some village-like outbuildings. Under the light of the full moon, you can see that the walls of the manor are covered with vines, and it looks like it has been abandoned for many years.

However, firelight can still be seen from some windows, which is rare in the 21st century, even those ancient castles are wired.

Severus landed in the forest, and then cast a disguise spell on himself. There was a mottled clan emblem in front of the iron door. Two bicorns stood opposite each other, clinging to a shield. On the shield was a mottled clan emblem.

The harp is decorated with luan tail flowers.

The fragrant flower represents the French royal family, and the presence of this symbol on the coat of arms means that it is related to the royal family. However, there are very ancient defensive magic around this manor, and it seems that the people living here are not Muggle nobles.

During the Reign of Terror, Duke Vincent de Tefler Peake cast a hiding spell on his neck in order to escape the guillotine. This was once a very distant history for Severus.

During the Revolution, even Napoleon exclaimed "God". France was basically turned upside down, and even the wizards hiding among the Muggles were captured.

The collective morality of mankind is often correct, but people are not always able to distinguish right from wrong, so they are often deceived by eloquent people and lead astray.

Jealousy is a kind of original sin. Jealousy about others being richer than oneself, coupled with the disadvantages caused by luxury as mentioned by Rousseau, the nobility became the target of demagogues who directed the angry people to vent their anger.

It's scary when even the wizard can't escape. God knows how he was caught.

Severus observed for a while and made sure that the golden feather flew into the main castle, and then used the crystal ball to contact Gong Saiyi.

However, as soon as he took out the crystal ball, the closed iron door opened by itself, and a person came from the end of the dirt road, it was Nadia who had lost a feather.

"Come in, stranger." Nadia smiled and said, "You don't mind hiding in the woods because there are so many mosquitoes?"

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"Hahaha, just like that, my mother received a love letter from my second brother to her friend. At that time, she was so angry that she didn't know what to say. He naturally likes older women." One of Napoleon's three sisters.

, said Caroline with a laugh.

"And that's what he writes all the time. Dear Madam, Dear Madam, don't you love your loyal little lover?" Another sister, Maria, also added, "Has he written a love letter to you? Get it quickly.

Come out and show us."

Pomona didn't know what to say.

Napoleon's sisters were nothing like Parisian women. They were refined, quiet, and polite. They didn't even look at the black tea prepared by Pomona. They drank the fine wine from the wine cellar of the Palace of Saint-Luc and undressed boldly in front of the male tailor.

When I took off my belt, I didn’t feel like there was anything to avoid.

Italian women are all prepared to devote themselves to art. The Renaissance is their pride, with so many naked women painted on them.

On the contrary, Pomona, a person born 200 years later, seemed cautious.

"He didn't write a love letter to me." Pomona answered honestly. It would be weird if he did.

"Then how were you deceived by him?" Polina asked, "Or were you fascinated by his heroic spirit?"

"I'm not his mistress." Pomona said in vain. "I just don't have a place to live. He borrowed a place for me to live."

The three Bonaparte sisters looked at her quietly.

"You haven't promised him yet, have you?" Maria asked ambiguously.

"No, he didn't make any demands from me." Pomona shook her head firmly, "I can't control other people's mouths."

"I heard that you had a husband and he left without arranging a place for you?" Caroline said in a fuss.

"I actually didn't want to stay here," Pomona said.

"He abandoned you," said Polina. "But you are still waiting for him. What a fool you are."

"He'll be back," Pomona said firmly.

"Another little fool." Caroline stood up unsteadily and poured herself wine on the gilded table. "He won't come back."

"No……"

"If you continue to wait, you will only waste your youth. How many good years can a woman have?" Maria said, "Or do you think my brother is not good?"

He is a dead man and I am alive, so that's not good.

But Pomona didn't say anything. She took a sip of tea. This thing was not like wine and could keep her awake.

"What do you think my brother is like?" Polina asked.

"Busy and lonely," Pomona said immediately, "and talented."

"Did you feel that way after he succeeded?" Polina asked.

"In fact, he taught me something. My previous thoughts were quite naive." Pomona said sincerely. "I thought Marie Antoinette supported Louis XVI to leave a constitutional monarchy to avoid what happened later.

"

"He plans to let foreign armed forces enter France to suppress it." Caroline said, "Shouldn't such a king die?"

"This is my naive idea." Pomona said with a smile, "I think I am also a 'talker'."

"You are lonely and he is lonely, why don't we get together?" Maria said, "You look much more pleasing to the eye than that old woman."

Pomona began to sympathize with Josephine. How could a socialite like her be a match for these fierce Corsican women?

"My second brother expelled the female companions who used to be with that old woman. He said that he wanted to have some rules and asked her to choose four female companions from the old nobles to accompany her. Where are your female companions?" Polina asked.

"I don't need it," Pomona said, eager to get out of this place.

"You need a female companion. This is what every noble woman needs." Maria said, "Even that little girl Hortense has one. How about I introduce someone to you?"

She really didn't know how to say no.

"You and your husband eloped to France?" said Polina. "He was your tutor and you were his student."

"No!" Pomona exclaimed. "What makes you think that?"

"This." Maria took out a jewelry box from her bag. "My brother gave it to me. Let us advise you to put it on."

"I don't need this."

"You didn't even look!" Polina said unhappily as Maria opened the jewelry box.

There was a yellow diamond lying on the black velvet. Pomona first thought of the Conqueror yellow diamond, but when she looked closer, she realized that it was the fire of diamonds. It was a necklace inlaid with many precious stones.

"I can't accept it."

"My second brother is pursuing you, are you playing tricks on him?" Maria put down the jewelry box. "Do you London women like to play tricks as much as Paris women?"

"I'm married." Pomona said in vain. Her black swan necklace was still around her neck, but the rings and bracelets on her hands were not.

"Stop pretending, I heard it was you who took the initiative to approach him." Maria scowled unhappily.

"Look, this is a nobleman, pretending to be reserved and arrogant." Polina sneered.

"If a person wants too much, he will end up with nothing. Socrates asked Plato to go to the wheat field to find the biggest ear of wheat. He could only pick one. After just a few steps, he picked the one he thought was the biggest. As a result,

I found there was a bigger one behind..."

"Oh, that's enough." Before Pomona could finish speaking, Caroline put down the cup in her hand and walked over aggressively.

The other two sisters also rushed towards Pomona, and it seemed that they were planning to put it on her directly.

Pomona took out her wand and used the levitating spell to levitate the necklace.

Fortunately, her magic power still works in this dimension.

But these three Corsican women were not as panicked as she thought. They looked at the floating necklace as if they were watching some kind of performance.

"Are you an illusionist?" Polina asked in surprise. "How did you do it?"

"I'm not an illusionist," Pomona said sternly.

"Then can you tell fortunes?" Caroline immediately came over and asked, "I want to ask if my dead husband is alive or dead now?"

Pomona was very moved. If Sybil came here, she would definitely be very easy to get along with.

“Recently every school and nursery in France is telling a story. In September 1792, a noble girl named de Sombreuil sacrificed the blood of her victims, hoping that God would protect her in prison.

's father will not be chopped into pieces by the mob." Caroline whispered in Pomona's ear.

Pomona was startled.

"Someone taught those children to say that. The royalists are making up legends," said Caroline.

"Stop talking." Pomona stopped Caroline.

"This kind of rumor must be curbed. My second brother just reprimanded the secret police a while ago, and you were there that day." Caroline whispered, "Then you talked about the peace talks in front of the Russian ambassador's wife.

"

She felt sick and almost vomited.

How could anyone think of using children to spread such vicious rumors?

"Did you cast a spell on my brother?" Maria asked.

"No."

"Don't hurt my brother's heart." Polina glared at Pomona fiercely, "otherwise we will make you a hundred times more miserable than that Josephine."

Caroline stood up at this time and went to get the drink again.

"Dad used to say that if you open a wine bottle, you should drink up the wine inside. You shouldn't mess with him." Maria took a sip of red wine from the crystal glass. "Forget your husband, you belong here."

"Accept this necklace. Even if you break up in the future, it will help you live comfortably." Polina helped.

"The First Consul said that if I live with a man for survival, he will lock me up." Pomona gritted her teeth. "Is he a person who breaks his promise?"

"It's so hard to get, no wonder he's so interested in you." Caroline sneered, "I wonder how long you can last in prison?"

Pomona thought of Albus's phoenix at this time. Why hasn't it appeared yet?

She will never go to prison, maybe she should prepare for escape.
Chapter completed!