Chapter 2016 The thickness of the crucible (11)

If we had encountered a guest house for road builders on the way to Dieppe, after coming out of Dieppe, not only were there no road builders, but there was also no guest house, and the road conditions became even worse, with bumpy carriages.

She almost began to worry that the bones of the elderly Farron would be scattered.

Before leaving, Bonaparte made preparations and brought enough dry food for the team to last for three days. Georgiana did not need to worry about these trivial matters at all, as if he was used to controlling everything.

For her, war is only wonderful when it ends. Unfortunately, she seems not to enjoy peace seriously and gets involved in new disputes.

She didn't think much of it when she heard she needed to go to war to protect Hogwarts. She loved the school, and...

Albus may have thought so. It would be much easier to let Harry, like Lily, enjoy enough happiness before letting him die, rather than asking others to do it for him after suffering all the hardships.

She subconsciously turned the bracelet. There was enough space to put the deadly poison to ensure that no one could save her.

She lost a lot of things, but she still wanted to keep something.

There are some people who have good personal qualities, but they just engage in a very bad career, which makes their life full of drama of conflict. Maybe playwrights and audiences like to watch such people perform performances that are completely different from their ordinary lives.

stories, but they themselves want ordinary people to live boring and ordinary lives.

However, when they really get it, it may not be long before they start to miss the boring "drama life" they used to live.

Although in principle they would not stop along the way, the poor road conditions still caused a carriage to get stuck and the convoy had to stop. This time they stopped in the "middle of nowhere" again.

If according to the arrangement in the drama, a robber blocking the road or a girl crying out for injustice would have appeared at this time. However, until they pushed the stuck carriage out of the mud pit with the help of passers-by, nothing happened. Only other things happened.

The attendant took this opportunity to get out of the car for some fresh air and solve his personal problem.

In any case, Georgiana felt it was necessary to install "shock absorbers" on these carriages. Almost everyone riding in the carriages was beating their waists, looking weak and helpless. The cavalry on horseback looked at them and laughed loudly.

Just when Georgiana was about to find a place to have a picnic, Bonaparte walked over through the grass. He seemed to be passing by on inspection.

"What did you talk about with Stanley?" he asked with a smile, as if making small talk.

"We talked about some interesting things related to Birmingham." Georgiana said, "Did you know that Joshua Wedgwood had five daughters?"

He didn't seem interested in the topic, but she didn't bother to coax him.

Who can expect a person who just a moment ago was thinking about committing suicide to tell a funny joke?

In fact, Hogwarts was called "exciting" after Harry Potter entered school, and something new happened almost every year. Even in a magic school, the day-to-day study life was boring, and Minerva also gave herself

I picked up a manicure hobby other than Quidditch.

She gave all the female teachers in the school manicures, since her Animagus was a cat...

"What are you thinking about?" he suddenly asked with a smile.

Tickle you with my nails.

She said in her heart but did not say it out loud. Now she knew why those women who hated him hated him so much. She just had to keep thinking about his bad side. But Commander Bonaparte still thought about the placement of those veterans, and

, there was no conscription in 1802.

"I hate child labor," she said. "Is there child labor in France?"

Bonaparte said nothing.

"I am the kind of woman who likes to feed my children to be strong. I am very satisfied when I see them gobbling up the food I cook. I let them play if they want. When they grow up, recalling their school days is the most satisfying thing.

Happy, so they don't plan to blow up the school, you know what I mean?" She kept saying, "Love, Leon, love! Where's your romance and your imagination?"

He opened his mouth in surprise, as if he didn't expect that she could say so much.

"Who will blow up the school?" Rapp asked from the side.

"Fireworks." Georgiana said, "I know a pair of brothers who set off a lot of fireworks in the classrooms and corridors. Although they did not lift the roof of the school, the smell of gunpowder was everywhere in the school."

The other French people showed the same surprised expression.

The Weasley brothers should really come and check it out, I wonder what jokes they might come up with.

"I refuse to wear clothes made by child labor in the future, whether they are English or French!" Georgiana said with her hands on her waist. "Have you ever heard of Lady Godiva?"

"Do you want to imitate her and not wear clothes?" Bonaparte said incredulously.

"That's right!" she said angrily.

The soldiers roared.

"You..." Before he could finish his questioning, Georgiana began to unbutton her buttons. The booing was louder now, and Bonaparte quickly hugged her to stop her.

"Have you ever thought about your behavior?" he said angrily.

"No, I didn't think about it, but I think if I continue to think about it, I will explode!" She waved her hands and shouted excitedly, "I can't live like that."

He and she were in a stalemate, glaring at each other, neither of them willing to give in.

"I feel better now." She said crazily. "You can kiss me now."

He rolled his eyes and loosened his arms around her, as if silently saying who would kiss a crazy woman.

But she grabbed his collar and gave him a big kiss, which shocked everyone around him, even passers-by.

"I don't know what madness I have gone so far as to regard you as the lover of my dreams." She looked into his eyes and said, "But there is something I want to tell you. Just like my teacher told me, a person becomes the lover of his dreams."

What kind of person is is not determined by his abilities, but by the choices he makes. I demonstrated to you last night that I didn’t have to save the snake, even if I had the ability to save it at the time."

"What's the benefit to you of saving it?" he asked through gritted teeth.

"Maybe I just want to protect rare wild animals." She said half-jokingly, "Maybe I wanted to do that, and I did what I wanted to do, just like what I am doing now."

"There is still a shortage of priests here, God, please send one here quickly." Rapp coaxed.

"Some men are charming because he has many choices, so he chooses the one that is most beneficial to him, but I am penniless and don't have any dowry to give you..."

"I don't need this." He interrupted her.

"I may not be able to have children of my own. I think this is my destiny, to take care of other people's children." She pinched his cheek. "My former students will be so disappointed when they know what I am like now."

"You can also look after the children here." He said with a grin.

"They like Severus and hate you."

He didn't say, "I'll find a way to make them like it."

Although he has been someone else's stepfather, and Hortense and Eugène quite like him.

Then she burst into tears. She cried inexplicably. No one knew why she cried, but she felt much better after crying.

"Wedgwood lost his little girl." After crying for a while, she sobbed, "What a poor little thing."

"Because it reminds you of your daughter?" asked Bonaparte.

She started crying again.

A woman's tears are the best weapon against a man, but Josephine has already used her tears to make him relent once. Will he relent again?

She glanced at him secretly, his eyes were unpredictable, and just at that moment the carriage was pushed out of the pit.

"Get in the car!" he ordered, then turned and left, leaving his back for her to see.

Georgiana stuck out her tongue at him and returned to the carriage. This time Stanley did not squeeze in.

"You seem to be in a good mood." Matilda said after carefully observing Georgiana's expression.

She giggled happily, lifted the wool blanket, and distributed the lunch in the basket to them.

"Salute," she said in Italian, taking a swig of wine.

It happened that the carriage started moving at this time, and the wine in the cup spilled all over her. I'm afraid she couldn't wear this dress.
Chapter completed!