Chapter 2010 The thickness of the crucible (5)

Quiberon Island is located in Brittany, not far from Upper Normandy. Surprisingly, Thor Rozier got along very well with these Quidditch players.

Perhaps because they won the French League Cup again, he felt that a local team was enough to represent the overall level of France.

In fact, sometimes they are all excellent star players, but their cooperation does not work well. Of course, it is also possible that Rozier is making up the numbers. After all, both the Quidditch World Cup and the Triwizard Tournament have been suspended for ten years.

The Triwizard Tournament held in 1792 was suspended due to a large number of casualties. The next one will not be held until 2004, which is the time Harry Potter participated.

As for the Quidditch World Cup, the French wizards were involved in the Reign of Terror, causing a panic different from the Salem incident. The World Cup originally planned to be held in 1793 was cancelled.

At the same time, the International Federation of Wizards recommended that the stadium for the competition be set up in an area far away from Muggles, such as Siberia. In the Tatar language, it means the place of sleep. It is also called the Luo wilderness, which is another way of saying it.

In the human area, you won't meet anyone for half a month. There is no need to send guards wherever the prison is located. Prisoners who escape from prison will go back on their own.

Georgiana remembered the Killer Forest attack at the 1809 World Cup in Western Siberia. During the final between Romania and New Spain, a group of dark wizards cast a curse on the entire forest on the plain, causing them to all turn into

The "tree men" pulled out their roots from the soil and trampled everything in their way, causing many injuries and deaths. The former Quidditch pitch turned into a battle between humans and trees, with wizards fighting fiercely.

Victory was achieved after seven hours, and the main culprit, Nico Nenad of the Romanian team, was spared prosecution because he was killed by a violent spruce tree.

In other words, if Artemisia Lufkin wanted to organize a Quidditch World Cup during her tenure, it could only be the one in 1805, and she had less than two years left.

She has to complete Britain's return to the International Federation of Wizards, and she also has to try to get wizards from other countries to hold competitions in the UK, and she has to compete with Malfoy for the actual dominance of the Ministry of Magic...

All in all, the French still wanted to play Quidditch, and they originally wanted to come to see Georgiana. The next stop on the tour was Le Teborel. After passing this city, they had to turn inland and pass through Beauvais to the previous thoroughfare.

Take the main road to Lille, because if you go further you have to pass a bay full of fine sand, which is basically the same as the tidal area under Mont Saint-Michel. Carriage cannot pass through it, and you still need to take a detour. Rather than doing this, it is better to go to Lille.

Teporel turned around. They did not expect that they would temporarily become disaster relief workers.

Georgiana was not going to get involved in how to reward them. Napoleon gave millions of francs annuities to the generals who were loyal to him. Even if she didn't think it was appropriate, what could an English woman do?

She handed it over to the French government to handle the next affairs, and then went to meet the "gentleman from England" under the leadership of Figel.

There is a Catholic church below the medieval castle, and its patron saint is Saint Remy, who was the Archbishop of Reims during the Clovis period.

In 496 AD, Clovis fought a fierce battle with the Alemanni who settled in eastern Gaul and once expanded northward. This time Clovis suffered repeated heavy losses, almost to the point of annihilation.

When a person is lonely and helpless, he will be grateful to anyone who can help him.

Clovis looked at the sky when he was most desperate and said: It is said that you will help people in trouble, and you can give victory to those who have hope in you. I pray to you with a sincere heart,

Grant me your help, and if you grant me victory over these enemies, and give me by personal experience the power that those who devote themselves to you claim to have demonstrated, then I too will believe in you and be baptized in your name.

.I have also prayed to my gods, but now it turns out that they are indifferent. Since they do not come to rescue those who serve them, I think they have no power. I sincerely pray to you now, and I am willing to believe in you. As long as I

to be freed from my enemies.

As he said this, the Alemanni actually retreated, and it turned out that their king was killed, just like when Charles the Hammer was resisting the Arab invasion in the Pyrenees, a stray arrow hit the Arab general Abu

Drachmann.

Caprara's chanting was still useful to her, even though she didn't know many stories about Catholic saints before, but now she knows them.

After Clovis won the victory, he found his wife, and her wife found Saint Remy, the Archbishop of Reims, to explain to him what he had encountered on the battlefield before. Under his guidance, Clovis led the

All Franks converted to Christianity.

The British gentleman was waiting for her at the Saint-Remy Church. This was an old Norman church in the medieval century. It was not as gorgeous as the Baroque nor as slender as the Gothic. Instead, it looked very solid, but it also had

Stained glass windows.

People of that era could not make completely transparent glass. Only the transparent glass that Venice could make sold so well. In order to keep this secret tightly, the Venetians placed the glass craftsmen and workshops on an island. Who dares to reveal that?

Whoever keeps the secret will be killed.

Originally, the church should have been closed at this time, but now the door was open, and there was only one person on the bench for believers. Georgiana sat on a chair in the same row as him, but far away from him.

"Aren't you going to kneel down?" said the English gentleman.

"In what church is your father buried, Senator?" Georgiana asked. "Is it the same as this one?"

William Pitt the Younger did not answer her question.

"Is it your idea to lower tariffs?" Georgiana asked.

"Why is that ship called the Pomona?" Pete asked.

"That is the name of the fruit-tree goddess," said Georgiana.

"Linda Smith isn't your real name either, is it?" Pete then asked "Pomona."

She looked at his handsome face, and his eyes actually shone in the darkness.

"You took the risk to come here just to tell me this?"

"I am no longer Prime Minister. Our country has never lacked nosy people and people who like to make bad ideas. Peel is actually not willing to do what he is doing now, but he would rather stand on the platform than get involved in the movement against cotton yarn exports.

Overturn the new law he himself proposed."

"Addington came up with it?"

He didn't seem to be listening to what she said.

"I thought you had no interest in women, Congressman," Georgiana said coldly.

"They thought you must be a stunning beauty." Peter smiled and said, "European Cleopatra has fascinated modern Caesar."

"I thought I was the British Cleopatra." Georgiana sneered, "How did it become European?"

"If I told you that the idea was not mine, would you believe it?" Pete asked.

She stared at him.

"All writers on trade issues believe that the cotton textile industry is the main source of national wealth. Some even think that without the cotton industry, Britain would not be able to support such a protracted and costly conflict. In fact, the taxes they pay are not as much as imagined.

Much more, in 1784 I had intended to increase the excise duty on cotton, but they formed a committee to protest against the tax, and they even organized riots in Lancashire, Manchester and Glasgow, and sent representatives to the opposition parties to lobby, Fox and Shay

Lidden supports those factory owners. I can't go against public opinion too much, can I?" Peter said with a smile through gritted teeth. "Later, His Majesty the King issued a decree that the value of each piece of white cotton and muslin should be less than 2 shillings per yard.

If it is bleached, dyed or printed, a tax of 1 pence per yard will be paid. If it is more than 2 shillings, a tax of 2 pence will be paid. Then within two years, His Majesty went crazy. After I was defeated by them, those

When the representatives returned to Manchester, they were greeted by a guard of honor of 2,000 people, which was like a triumphant victory. Have you experienced that feeling? What do you think?"

Georgiana looked at the former prime minister who had been attacked by the people and said nothing.

"May commerce always prosper, freedom be restored, and long live unhindered industry. Do you think this is really a question of freedom?" asked Pitt.

"What are your plans?" Georgiana asked.

"That's my question," said Pete. "What did you mean by the show you put on in the market during the day?"
Chapter completed!