Chapter 1235 Prophecy about the Prince

There were many people distributing pamphlets on the streets of Paris, and Pomona took it. She thought it was an advertisement or something, but when she opened it, she found that it was actually a pamphlet to rectify the name of Louis XVI.

Before she could take a closer look, she was snatched away by Napoleon Bonaparte. He read it quickly, and soon a smile appeared on his lips.

Pomona turned her head and found Mr. Jenner not far behind them, being supported by his valets and walking with difficulty. For a man of his age, the road conditions in Paris were really bad, and he was relatively

He is fat and seems clumsy in his movements.

"Find a place to sit for a while." Napoleon pointed to a cafe not far away and said.

No one is in the mood to hang out in the dirty streets and fall in love, even if this city is Paris, there are many women in the cafes.

"I have to wait for Mr. Jenner," Pomona said. "I won't go in until he says it's okay."

"You have been to Venice, then have you been to the Café de Flore in Venice?" Napoleon asked, "It is in St. Mark's Square."

"Been there."

"you alone?"

"besides……"

"Your husband." He continued her words, "I finally understand, you will have that tone whenever you mention anything related to him."

"I think it's stupid for a married woman to be the mistress of a married man," Pomona said. "Can you stop playing games?"

"Can you tell me where I lost?" He lowered his head and looked like he was asking for advice humbly. "I remember that he is not particularly handsome."

Pomona wanted to say it was because of her height, but she couldn't finish the words.

"I made a promise to God." Pomona said, "I will not break my vow."

"You like me to kiss you." He said a little unruly, "You just said that as a defense."

"You are a very charming man, Your Excellency Bonaparte..."

"Don't forget your title." He corrected sharply, and Pomona felt his anger.

"My lion," she said in a soft voice, "I want peace, and I will sacrifice my own reputation for it."

"Because Georgiana doesn't exist, does it? You think you can disappear with him at any time?"

"This is a dream. You said it in court that day. We all know what reality is like," she begged.

This time he said nothing.

Mr. Jenner came over panting at this time, pointed to the cafe and said, "Let's go in and rest for a while."

After he finished speaking, he opened the door and walked in.

Napoleon looked at her with a smirk.

"No matter how much you reject destiny, you are always in the hands of the one who created it."

Then he helped Mr. Jenner in just as a son helps his father.

Pomona remembered that Napoleon was the focus of everyone's attention when he appeared on the stage. Even without the emperor's dress, he could make the dance floor where he was dancing a cheerful waltz as quiet as a tomb.

But when he entered the crowded cafe, he didn't attract anyone's attention, as if he was just an ordinary person.

Sometimes you have to admit that there is such an invisible thing as momentum.

At this time, two of Napoleon's male servants appeared behind her, their eyes seeming to warn her of some magic trick she might use to escape.

"Okay, I'll go in by myself." Pomona said helplessly and followed her into the cafe.

As soon as she thought of the sewage-polluted Seine water and the drinking water of the city residents, Pomona was no longer in the mood to drink coffee. Fortunately, the cafe provided soda water, so she ordered a bottle

.

"What would you like to drink, Mr. Jenner?" Napoleon asked solicitously.

"Same as this lady." Jenner gasped.

So Napoleon, like an ordinary 30-year-old young man, took on the responsibility of taking care of ladies and the elderly.

You have to admit that the feeling of having someone around you and serving you is very different from having to do everything yourself.

But it is easy to become dependent, so Pomona feels that she should maintain her own style of doing things by herself.

Eve in the movie The Mummy couldn't forget the American soldier because of a kiss. She was not such a fool.

Not long after the waiter left with the menu, a tall and thin man in gray clothes sat down at the table next to them.

Pomona recognized him, he was the purifier who put the shackles on her feet, and he waved to Pomona in a friendly way, as if to say hello to her.

She had already made an idea, planning to hand the note or something to Mr. Jenner while no one was paying attention. He had more freedom than she did, and maybe Severus would think of finding her through him.

But the appearance of this purifier made her give up the idea.

Even though Napoleon was a Muggle, he was not as easy for the Dursleys to deal with.

Maybe it was because the Muggles Voldemort and Grindelwald came into contact with were too stupid, which gave them the ambition to rule the world with magic. But even if there were no figures like Napoleon in the 20th century, there were other smart people, and their

Arrogance will look ridiculous in the eyes of those people.

The international secrecy law allows wizards to live in a very closed circle, which has advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is safety and tranquility, but the disadvantage is that people can become very naive.

Leta Lestrange actually didn't have to die. The British Ministry of Magic sent Aurors to various places around the world, including France.

They thought that the French could not capture Grindelwald because they were incompetent, and it was strange that the French would be warm and friendly to the British.

Britain was "gloriously isolated" and unpopular in the world. A Muggle university professor even wrote to a newspaper to protest against being charged a high meal fee in Venice. This is the result of living in a closed circle.

Rousseau said that in a democratic system the masses are slaves of public opinion.

The British newspapers made Napoleon a comical figure, the French made him a hero.

Except for the first time he was caught by the secret police in the Grand Trianon, Napoleon must have made a very good impression on Mr. Jenner, and they were even able to chat around a table now.

I don’t talk about politics, I just talk about my experiences in Europe, which is a bit like a junior trying to please the elders.

"The water you want, ma'am." The waiter came over with three glasses of soda water with lemon slices on a tray. Pomona eagerly picked up the glass placed in front of her and drank.

Compared with being elegant and polite in public places and in front of men, she has more serious problems to think about, and the wizarding nobles she comes into contact with are all free and casual, so she is too lazy to maintain the elegance of Titanic first class.

"What are you looking at?" Pomona glared at Napoleon.

He smiled and shook his head, withdrew his gaze and looked at Mr. Jenner.

"Mr. Jenner visited Georgiana's estate?"

"Yes." Mr. Jenner stared at Napoleon and said, "You are so generous, Your Excellency Bonaparte."

"Georgiana hopes it can be put to good use. There happens to be a shortage of doctors in France. What do you think about using it as a medical school?"

"How many medical schools are you going to open?" Mr. Jenner asked in surprise.

"You saw the soldier just now." Napoleon said calmly. "The Directory conscripted all the domestic surgeons and surgeons into the army and asked them to serve as military doctors. However, as soon as economic problems arose, they immediately dismissed all military doctors, field hospitals and field hospitals.

All the doctors were recruited locally. It was like a hell on earth. I don’t want to describe the horrifying and tragic conditions to you. If treated properly, the leg of the soldier just now might be saved."

"If you hadn't started a war, there wouldn't have been so many tragedies." Mr. Jenner said seriously.

"You are a compassionate person, otherwise you would not use your family property to promote this cause that benefits mankind. What's more, Georgiana wants to do good deeds, and you are just helping her complete it as her guardian."

Mr. Jenner still looked unhappy.

It seems that this issue has touched his bottom line.

"I can lie to you, but I think it's better to tell you the truth. Some of these medical school graduates will definitely serve the army."

"I'll think about it." Mr. Jenner picked up the soda on the table and took a sip.

The atmosphere suddenly became dull, completely different from the excitement around it.

So a normal woman should start another topic to liven up the dull atmosphere, right?

Pomona drank soda leisurely, enjoying this rare atmosphere that could make a dictator feel unhappy.

The word "impossible" has never been in someone's dictionary, but now he has encountered it?

So don't speak too early or too full, otherwise others will easily defeat you.

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The guests had all left, leaving only two empty wine glasses on the card table.

Severus looked at the cigarette in his hand in a daze.

"Here you go." John placed an ID in front of Severus.

"What is this?" He opened the folded paper.

"With your pass, France has imposed a complete blockade on Britain. Even goods and merchants are not allowed to enter and exit freely. Only visiting scholars can travel freely." John said, "This was given to me by William before he left."

William is that fellow Englishman. He has just received news that Gouvion Saint-Cyr has left his manor and his current whereabouts are unknown.

If France's plan to invade Portugal is true, it will be too late to run back to England now.

Gouvion Saint-Cyr was a brave but cruel general. The characteristics of Napoleon's army were suitable for forced marches. Due to the lack of horses, the baggage and the wounded would be left behind. They would be injured, sick or exhausted and left behind, and finally die of hunger and cold.
To be continued...