Chapter 1638 Frogampfog (Twenty-Six)

No. 1g&fog (twenty-six)

How should an interesting legend end?

It depends on whether the wanderer can see the light of the lighthouse through the fog,

Or hear a cry in the mist.

A white unicorn emerged from the fog, holding its beautiful head high.

It runs lightly, nimbly and silently,

Shaking his mane and horn, he emitted a melodious neigh,

It's like a dream.

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"Snape, look!"

Just as Severus and Draco were packing, Gongseyi suddenly shouted.

"What did you find again?"

"I found it in my grandfather's notes." Gongcey handed a yellowed book to Severus. "Maitre pierre, do you know what this means?"

Severus kept his eyes on the notebook.

"What do you mean?" Draco asked confused.

"This name refers to the Philosopher's Stone among alchemists." Gongsei said to Draco. "The gray color symbolizes the fifth element and is also an important part of the alchemical process, acquiring knowledge. The statue in front of Notre Dame de Paris The sculpture is called Monsieur Gray by the Parisians, but it was not an isolated sculpture at first, but was in a fountain. There was a string of Latin inscriptions in the fountain, which my grandfather wrote down..."

"Come closer, reformed person. If my water is not enough, go to the temple. The goddess you summoned will prepare the water of eternal life for you." Severus said, reading the record in his notebook.

"Do you still remember your other dagger?" Gong Saiyi said happily. "His poems have always mentioned the moon. If that dagger is really used to sacrifice the rising water of the Nile, you only need to find Mr. Gray's Sculptures, temples, and fountains, and the goddess you summon will prepare enough water for you, and then you can take the boat.”

"What poem?" Draco asked.

"What about the Canal Saint-Martin and the mummies under the July Column?" Severus asked as if pouring cold water on him.

"I don't know about this. Oh, wait, we found the sculpture of Mr. Gray, do you remember? It's in the cemetery of the Lestrange family." Gongseyi said excitedly, "We can ask again That ghost, thanks to him we found a lot of clues.”

"After you pack it up, go over there first." Severus returned the notebook to Gong Saiyi. "I'll go to the Lestrange family cemetery to find you after I've taken care of it here."

"Okay, boss." Gong Saiyi collected the information and left the main room.

Severus walked into the fireplace first, grabbed a handful of floo powder, and then called "Saas-Fee". With a flash of green flames, he appeared in a small log cabin.

Saas-Fee is a village in Valais, Switzerland. It is known as the Pearl of the Alps and is a world-famous resort. Lucius Malfoy has a cabin here. It is surrounded by snow-capped mountains and can be seen from the window of the cabin. arrive.

At a time when the global climate is warming and summers are becoming unbearably hot, it is quite refreshing to be able to see the snow-capped mountains and glaciers that never change all year round. As soon as Severus looked out the window, Draco walked out of the fireplace. .

"I will cast the Brave Loyalty Charm here, and you and Astonia will arrange the next defense. Fiona will go out shopping..."

"I know, Godfather," Draco said impatiently.

"You have to be careful." Severus warned in a low voice, "Our opponent is not an idiot. So far, I have been led by others. Although I can't tell the reason, our previous residence is no longer safe, so we just Forced to move, the family will depend on you after I leave, so don’t mess up like James Potter, do you understand?”

Draco nodded seriously.

"I want you to focus if you don't want to end up like the Potters."

"Got it, Godfather," Draco repeated again, this time in a more serious tone.

"Clean this place up." Severus said, looking at the cabin that had been empty for a long time. "We don't know how long we are going to live in this place."

The pampered Master Malfoy used his wand to clean the snowy mountain cabin like a house elf.

Saas-Fee is very clean. Like the Gedrick Valley, it is car-free, so there is almost no dust. It is surrounded by mountains on three sides, making it difficult for outsiders to enter. It is a great retreat.

In short, this is a countryside with nothing. People who are used to urban life may not be able to stand it after two days, but rich people like to buy real estate here.

The pure white snow-capped mountains are so spotless and look even more holy in the sunshine.

Severus took one last look out the window and closed the curtains.

Not long after, this small wooden house in the snowy mountains disappeared, but it did not cause any panic in this sparsely populated mountain village, as if the people living here were used to it.

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"I don't like the sculpture on the bow." Georgiana looked back at Pierre Le Marchand, the president of the Rouen Chamber of Commerce, and said, "How about changing it to a unicorn?"

"Unicorn?" Le Marchant asked curiously.

"I like unicorns." Georgiana smiled mysteriously, then looked up at the cruise ship.

Ask every Scotsman, who would hate unicorns?

Then she walked up the boarding steps to the ship, surrounded by the crowd.

"Georgina!" Lord Henry Petty greeted her warmly as soon as he saw her.

Her British compatriots were all on the ship, including several Royal Navy.

Her eyesight was good, and she could see from a distance that there were several ships sailing on the sea outside Rouen Port, which looked very much like warships.

Napoleon was the kind of person who could make the whole of Europe ready for war by propping up his gray formal dress with a stick, not to mention that he was reviewing the troops now, what if he suddenly asked those soldiers to board the ship?

"Henry." Georgiana greeted him with a fake smile.

Then the lord who had not yet inherited the title of Marquis began to introduce the representatives of the British side. Georgiana inexplicably remembered the scene of signing the contract on the warship.

If there was a camera at this time, it might have left a historical picture. What else could she say except "Wow".

The ship Napoleon gave her was set up as a welcoming party. After all the dignitaries boarded the ship, the sailors lowered the sails. They were going to sail around the open sea.

It was at this time that the highlight came. Lemarchand took a particularly exquisite wooden box and opened it in front of everyone. On the black velvet was a platinum diamond and pearl necklace. The platinum necklace was made into a leaf-like shape. The pearl in the middle was particularly large and valuable at first glance, but Georgiana would never believe that it was the one that Cleopatra and Antony bet on and did not dissolve with vinegar.

The diamond reflected the sunlight on the sea, changing into a thousand colors, and spreading out majestically, causing all the female relatives watching to exclaim.

Lemarchand then began to tell the story about Cleopatra, and also praised Georgiana's beauty with pearls and the god of love.

This should have been prepared by him a long time ago, and it was done in one go.

Napoleon had mentioned this pearl the night before. Such a valuable gift could almost be considered as bribery. Georgiana had to decide whether to accept it or not.

In fact, Napoleon himself had received many Arabian thoroughbred horses, and he also had many expensive things. Has anyone accused the First Consul of taking bribes?

As soon as Lemachand finished speaking, Henry Petty had someone bring out a wooden box of similar size. This box looked much more plain, and it was not dazzling after opening. Inside was a very retro gold necklace with Egypt's famous turquoise.

"This is a jewelry design imitating the Ilurian style." Henry Petty explained to Georgiana like a jeweler. "With the excavation of the ruins of Pompeii, I heard that this kind of retro jewelry has become popular in the jewelry industry. I hope it can match your dress."

"Thank you." Georgiana took the jewelry box handed over by Henry Petty, and then asked Alice to put away the other jewelry box containing pearls.

In addition to the battlefield filled with gunpowder, the battle of wealth is also a battlefield without gunpowder in social occasions.

It is certainly tacky for Grassini to wear all the jewels on her body, but who supports her? Who has so much money to support her with so many jewels?

It is not easy to be a spotless white lily in the world of fame and fortune. When Georgiana accepted the gifts, she kept echoing in her mind the "wait a minute" of Madame du Barry before her death.

She certainly could not refuse the gifts from both parties in front of so many people. Men's face is sometimes more important than their lives.

If you accept their things, you must give them back. This is the most basic social etiquette.

When the battle of wealth reaches a certain level, it is a battle of culture. Whether you are really cultured or not, anyway, if you show it to others and make the other party ignorant, you win. This has nothing to do with elegance or character. In such occasions, the most feared thing is that others say "fake goods". If you buy a fake famous painting and show it off in public, it will eventually be exposed in public. At that time, even friends will become enemies.

Being frugal at home and being decent when going out is Napoleon's style. Georgiana has to match him and of course dress elegantly. Whether it is a gold or platinum necklace, it matches her dress. The problem is that she can't wear two necklaces.

It makes sense that haute couture clothes are expensive. Both the workmanship and the materials are expensive.

On the contrary, ready-made clothes are the ones that make the most money.

The clothes of the upper class are often a bit outdated. People in this class hope that they can stay in this class "forever" and they don't like change.

You can never catch up with fashion. The designer's concept is in his mind. You can see how hard it is to make money by looking at those women picking wheat ears in the wheat field. In order to wear that dress, not only do they have to starve, but they also have to wear a tights that can be used as a murder tool. Georgiana will not agree.

What kind of woman doesn't wear a corset? Prostitutes, the lace underwear that is common in the 21st century promoted by Georgiana is only popular in some special groups. Between breathing air freely and morality, she chose to breathe freely. She felt terrible just thinking about the tights that could displace people's internal organs, let alone wearing them.

The new nobles who came from the common people were not as particular as the old nobles, not to mention that Napoleon was a soldier, but this did not mean that it would be easy to get along with him.

You could not see what was hidden behind his kind, educated and charming smile.

He gave her full freedom, but it also meant that she could only rely on herself in such a dangerous situation.

Georgina felt that he was using her, a stupid woman who longed for peace.

But she really hoped that he was not a bad person, so she automatically blocked the gossip about his relationship with Hortans and the child born by Hortans.

It was okay to have an affair with a 16-year-old underage girl, after all, Georgina did not look like she was only 16 years old, and this was the trend of the times.

Hortans was his stepdaughter, and Georgiana could not tolerate such a relationship between a stepfather and a stepdaughter. If it was true, then fuck the world peace, even if the world was destroyed, she would leave this person.

She wanted to live away from the world, which was not difficult for her. She still wanted to go back to the cabin of the northern farmer.

At this moment, she understood who she loved more, but it seemed a little late. She would never be as good as the pure and great Lily.

And in front of her, it seemed that there was no other way to go except sinking.