Chapter 2009 The thickness of the crucible (4)

When the ecliptic longitude angle of the sun is 225 degrees, it represents the arrival of the Beginning of Winter, when everything goes dormant and the weather becomes cold.

Walking on the beach on such a cold day is just asking for trouble, but the fresh air is indeed much more comfortable than holding it indoors, not to mention there is a quarter moon in the sky, and the moonlight shines on the sea and turns into tiny pieces of light.

There are a lot of stars in the sky.

"What is that constellation?" said Bonaparte, pointing to a patch of sky.

Georgiana recognized it.

"Are you really testing me?" she said in disbelief.

"Then do you know which constellation this is?" Bonaparte asked.

"That's Orion." Georgiana said in disgust, "Who wouldn't recognize such a conspicuous constellation?"

"It's your turn to take the test on me." Bonaparte raised his chin, looking confident.

"Where is Corona Borealis?" she asked.

He was stunned for a moment and looked up at the sky.

"That." He pointed to the sky and said, "Next to Hercules."

She looked in the direction he pointed, without saying whether he was right or wrong. They were not teaching outdoors now.

There is a beautiful beach in Dieppe, and the water looks very cold.

"I think the place we live in now is much better than there." Georgiana looked at the castle located on a high hillside, overlooking the entire beach. It seemed out of reach, or it might be haunted by ghosts.

"We live near there." Bonaparte followed her gaze and looked over.

"I think that's a castle where only vampires live," Georgiana said in disgust.

"In fact they intend to put us there," said Bonaparte.

"Why don't you let us stay?" she asked.

"Didn't you say that only vampires live there?" he said, thinking he was being humorous.

"Crab!" She noticed the figure running fast in the darkness, but it crawled too fast or she found it too late. It had already returned to the embrace of the sea.

Bonaparte also looked at the crab, and then at her.

"What?"

"Why do you always think about eating?"

"Hahaha." Georgiana laughed dryly.

He did not dwell on this topic and looked at the sea with his hands behind his back.

Georgiana found rocks and tried to float them on the sea.

He ignored her childish behavior and seemed to be thinking deeply about some serious issue.

He was obviously younger than her, but he acted very mature. Georgiana simply grabbed a handful of sand and threw it on him.

As if he was "rejuvenated" all of a sudden, Bonaparte chased her and ran along the beach.

She screamed from time to time, but she finally managed to avoid it, with the guards following her at a distance. When they were too tired to run any more, they casually found a place to sit on the beach.

"There is nothing in the world that makes people with malicious intentions hate it more than family harmony." Bonaparte said, "The relatives are happy and win the highest honor for themselves."

She looked at him.

"Do you know what I just said?" asked Bonaparte.

"Don't you like Iliad?"

"That doesn't mean I won't read the Odyssey." He reached out and hugged her, "You really want me to retire that much?"

"I just want to find a place to live in seclusion." She said looking at the sea. "When I was a child, I lived by the sea for a while."

"Your eyes grew up looking at the sea." He held her cheek and said, "No wonder she is so beautiful."

After saying that, he kissed her. The kiss had a scorching temperature and was full of the heat of a young man.

She suddenly began to understand why Hathor wanted his soul.

"Sing me a song, my dear," said Bonaparte, after breaking the kiss.

"I want to tell you a story more." She moved closer to him and leaned against his body for warmth. "You..."

Before she started to speak, there was thunder in the sky, accompanied by lightning, as if a storm was coming.

But Bonaparte stood up.

"Bring me my binoculars," he said to the adjutant.

The adjutant immediately took his binoculars out of his backpack and handed them to him.

"What is that?" she asked listlessly.

"They are warships," said Bonaparte. "They are firing."

Georgiana stood up immediately.

"Which country's warships are British?"

Bonaparte continued to observe with his telescope.

"It's your business." Bonaparte handed the telescope to Georgiana after a moment.

She took the telescope and was shocked by what she saw.

There was a "sea monster" attacking the wooden sailboat, and there were huge strange birds circling around on the deck. They had gorgeous feathers and looked like Garuda.

"Should we go to law enforcement?" Georgiana asked.

"That's your business," Bonaparte said irresponsibly.

Georgiana threw the telescope back to him, then whistled, and the wizard who was hiding to protect Bonaparte removed the disillusionment spell.

"Have you brought a broom?" Georgiana asked.

"Yes, ma'am." The young man took out a broomstick from an ornate money bag.

The money bag looked familiar to her, but she didn't say anything, took the broomstick and flew over.

She didn't dare to get too close. Firstly, she was afraid of those golden-winged birds, and secondly, she was afraid of cannonballs. But she understood the general situation. It was not that a sea monster had attacked the warship, but that the long-horned water snake was relying on it.

Warships defend against Garuda.

There are many long-horned water snakes in North America, but they are found in ancient Western European classics. Like Naga, they have a gem on their heads.

Just as she was about to drive away these magical animals, she suddenly felt a wave of magic power and looked in that direction. It turned out to be a group of people wearing pink clothes flying over on broomsticks.

Their movements were so swift that they flew past her eyes almost instantly, and then they rushed into the battle group.

The leader, whom Georgiana knew, was Thor of the Rozier family. He was hovering in mid-air while the others were fighting.

"Lightning storm!"

He pointed his wand at the sky, and a beam of light shot straight into the sky. Then the clouds in the sky began to gather quickly, and then lightning and thunder really began.

Then Rozier pointed his magic wand at the golden-winged birds, and the lightning in the sky followed them, and birds kept falling down with howling.

It was difficult to fly among so many cables, strange birds and lightning. However, those in pink uniforms still knocked several Garudas into the sea. The long-horned water snake that was originally only able to parry in the sea would fall into the water.

The golden-winged birds flew into the water, one after another disappearing, and soon those golden-winged birds that appeared in groups saw that the situation was not good, and flew away with waving wings.

The crisis was temporarily resolved, but Georgiana did not fall on the deck of the warship. She used a floating spell to bring the long-horned water snake back to the shore, but it was still scratched by the Garuda.

Even if it is a venomous snake, it can be poisoned. Georgiana looked at the dying long-horned water snake and the gem on its head that said it had the ability to be invisible and fly. Her heart moved for a moment, but she still asked Rozier to take the white moss and the compound.

The antidote comes out.

"What did you do to save it?" Rozier asked in confusion.

"Just give it to me." She ordered.

Although Rozier was unwilling, he still gave her the potion she asked for.

She first used white moss to heal the wounds on the horned water snake, and then gave it a whole pot of antidote. After drinking it, the water snake still had no energy.

Her shadow was reflected in its retinas, but Georgiana did not approach it.

It has always been a dangerous magical animal, and she did not save it out of love, but because she wanted to do so.

She would not watch it die, although her action of saving a snake might seem stupid in the eyes of some people, but... she would not put the poisonous snake in her arms like the farmer did.

Maybe the snake itself has the ability to resurrect, or maybe the magic potion worked and the long-horned water snake swam back into the sea.

"Inform the people at the British Ministry of Magic that there are some Muggles who need them to clear their memories." Georgiana said to Rosier.

"Aren't you curious who they are?" Rozier spread out his hand and motioned for her to pay attention to the boys standing next to him. "They are the winning team of the French Quidditch League, the Quiberon Quaffles. You

Aren’t you planning to organize a national Quidditch team?”

Rozier looked at the players behind him and said, "Here they come."

Georgiana looked at the Quidditch players, and they looked at her.

The scene was very embarrassing for a time.

She had heard Minerva say that this team's performance was very exaggerated, but was it necessary to be as exaggerated as before?
Chapter completed!