Harry Potter’s Morning Light

   Chapter 761 Paul's Gray Blue

  In the era of the Republic of Venice, what people pursued is not religious piety, but free enjoyment, so that extravagant banquets will incur a lot of expenses.

  Spent 300 million US dollars to buy a Renaissance palace, you always need to add some furniture to it. The price of a piece of Renaissance antique furniture is not cheap, and a complete set is 20 to 30 million US dollars.

  Napoleon filled his palace with all the treasures of furniture in the Doge’s Palace in Venice, and he almost dismantled the library of San Marco and shipped it back.

Later, after he lost Venice to Austria, the Habsburg royal family also loved luxury, but Napoleon took the best, so the soldiers not only tore down the Royal Palace in Venice, but also tore the silk wallpaper of the Venetian houses. Now, the brocade curtains are rolled up. These things not only decorate the Golden Hall of Vienna, but also decorate the suite of Princess Sissi.

  Princess Sissi was killed by an Italian anarchist, which made many of her admirers feel a pity, but they selectively ignored the fact that Austria was "civilized to rob" other people's homes.

  Princess Sissi’s suite is what it looked like in the heyday of the Venetian Palace, and it will cost a lot of money for buyers to fully restore it. If a decent dinner party is held, caviar, truffles, and foie gras are indispensable. With the addition of the waiters, chefs, and sterling silver tableware, starting with less than 20,000 US dollars, only the Marquis of Sweden can afford such a luxurious banquet.

  Sweden has a total population of 10 million. Taxpayers cannot afford to feed the ever-increasing royal family. The Swedish royal family is the poorest royal family, and even the king is driving out the royal family members.

  But no one asked where the marquise's money came from. It would be nice if everyone had fun. Why ask such a disappointing topic? If someone pays, why bother to care where her money comes from? Even if there is a problem with the money, the caviar is okay, and if you want to trace it, you can't find yourself.

  The most annoying thing about Sirius is this kind of occasion. He would rather ride a flying motorcycle with James, wear a cheap T-shirt, drag racing like a hippie, and play chase and chase games with Muggle police.

  To climb the golden ladder, you must pass the prosecutor’s stairs. A prosecutor with integrity is definitely the most annoying person for corrupt officials and criminals in the world.

The golden staircase is not only for foreign guests, but also the privileged nobles. At the top of the golden staircase is the informer box. The mysterious journey has to pass through a hidden entrance beside the golden staircase. After passing through a narrow and simple passage, there is the Council of Ten The secret headquarters is gone, and God knows how many nobles were arrested at the top of the golden stairs.

It was an inauspicious room. The Venetian spy network was controlled by the Council of Ten with white Larva masks. They wore black cocked hats and cloaks. They appeared like ghosts. They were going to be with Doctor Beak. It also represents the **** of death.

In addition to the cute cat-shaped mask and the "little pigeon" mask worn by the actors in the opera house, there is also a black velvet furniture worn by women when they visit the monastery. It can embody a kind of elegant feminine beauty, but it only has eyes and nothing. It’s weird to wear this kind of mask to a banquet where you can eat and drink.

  There are still people on duty at the Governor's Mansion after nightfall, and the security is not as good as before, but the original works must be stolen.

There is a long table and twelve high-back chairs in Hou Simen, where there is nothing in the sky. Eight of them have already been seated, and four chairs are left.

  The "diplomat" found a place to sit. He arched his back like a hyena and looked at them unfriendly at all.

The remaining three seats should be reserved for them. The seat representing the "master" is empty, and that seat should be reserved for the person with the "Bauta" mask. He is elegantly inviting them to sit, "dining table" There are very rich foods on the top, including thin apple crumble, croissants with chestnut cream, grapes placed in silverware, tiramisu cake, but in this weird atmosphere, Pomona There is really no way to have an appetite, she feels stomachache.

   "I hate British people." A man with a long nose mask made no secret of his disgust and said, "They are so pale as vampires."

   "The cloud is to blame." Severus said, "I didn't let it cover the sun."

   "Who is chatting with you?"

   "I am a British, and chatting is our daily greeting."

  Pomona tried not to laugh.

Weather is the last refuge for boring humans. Talking about the weather will not involve substantive topics, and it is also the safest topic. You can also divert the uncomfortable topics in the conversation. The principle and the old Chinese greetings "Did you eat?" it's the same.

   "You just discussed the wedding in Ghana." A woman wearing a golden Dama mask said, "Which one do you think the pair from the Church of Our Lady of Angkhang and the pair from the Louvre is the real one?"

   "What is there to talk about?" Severus asked.

"There are three famous figures in the Venetian school, Titian, Tintolido and Paul Veronese. Among them, Tintolido and Paul Veronese are students of Titian. They are like Titian and Joel. Cione is also a classmate. At first, he used the same clear silver-gray tone as Giorgioni..."

   "Like the sleeping Venus of Giorgione?" Pomona asked.

   "Yes, it's the bright and peaceful color." The woman said, "After arriving in Venice, Veronese switched to the color of secular noise."

   "So?" Pomona asked.

   "Are you instigating discord?" Dama asked, "It's like making Cain and Abel hurt each other?"

   "Who are you brothers with? French?" Severus said with a smirk.

  "We will not divide Italy anymore!" said a man wearing a clown mask, "we know what tricks you British guys are playing."

"I am a wizard, and then the British. I don't want to participate in your Muggle dispute." Severus said, "There is a bank in the wizarding world. They have monopolized for too long. I want to find a competitor for them. If you I don’t want to be able to find someone else to cooperate."

   "How do we trust you?" Dama asked.

  Severus took his wand out of his sleeve, and he waved it, and the still paintings in the four halls moved, and both the people in the paintings and the people outside the paintings screamed in panic.

   "I don't have time to play conspiracy with you." Severus said coldly, "You do it if you want, and it has nothing to do with me."

   "Why are you here, wizard?" the clown asked sharply.

   "Honeymoon." He said shamelessly.

   "Then why are you running around the city?" the diplomat asked.

   "Because, I'm traveling." Severus said patiently, "Damn it, why are you like the people from the Order of the Phoenix?"

  It's not because you are too bad.

  Pomona couldn't help shaking her head.

   "Are you his wife?" the woman in the black velvet mask asked.

   "That's it." Pomona said helplessly.

   "What is your job, I mean except for wizards."

   "The school teacher teaches junior high and high school." Pomona said in an easy-to-understand way that children from 11 to 17 years old indeed go to middle and high schools at Muggle schools.

   "The Brit uses a wizard as a teacher?" the man in the long nose mask asked.

   "No... we have a magic school..."

   "Hogwarts." Bauta, sitting in the host seat, said, "Are you teachers at Hogwarts?"

  "Have you heard of that school?" Pomona asked.

   "It's quite famous. In 1994, I remember that there was some competition and there was an accident." Bauta said.

   "The Triwizard Tournament, that was hosted by us." Pomona said, "Can we calm down and talk now?"

  "Can you restore those paintings to their original state?" Dama quaked, "Please don't hurt these works again."

   "So, the Louvre didn't return the wedding in Ghana, did it?" Pomona asked, "Is there a fake in the Notre Dame of Ankang?"

  "It was painted by Tintolido." The diplomat said, "Even if the treasures are lost, we will not hang fakes in solemn places."

"That painting is a decorative painting for the dining room of a monastery. This painting by Veronese lasted one year and three months and was completed by him alone." Dama said, "He and his The two brothers had just arrived in Venice. The monastery only included lunch. They made 324 Venetian gold coins for the painting, plus a barrel of red wine."

   "Then they have their first home." Pomona stared at Dama and said.

"Most tourists only know about Leonardo da Vinci. I don't think they will go into the details who painted the painting. What they want is happy memories. Who wants their honeymoon trip to be full of darkness?" Dama said "Be a happy little pigeon, Linda."

   "I don't think I'm that kind of woman." Pomona said with a wry smile, "My teacher taught me how to be a fighter. He hoped that I would not waste time and energy on talking about love."

   Pomona thought sadly. She was lost. The key is that the old wizard who could protect her and give her guidance died. She also married the murderer who killed him.

  She can't be that kind of ordinary woman, and she can't be the headmistress who entrusts her life to education like Minerva. What is she doing?

   "I knew Fortuna was here, and we would transfer it." The man who had been silent while wearing a Larva mask said, "Even the French can't stand the French."

   "What?" Pomona asked in confusion.

"A rich French man, François Pinault, brought a weather vane shaped like Fortuna to Venice, and now it is placed on the roof of the customs building." The clown said impatiently, "I need to tell you Foer Who is Tuna?"

  Pomona wanted to throw the cake on his face.

  "Why did he bring the weather vane of the goddess of fate to Venice?" Severus asked puzzled.

"Pino is preparing to build a museum in an abandoned Renault car factory, but the bureaucracy in Paris changed the plan and prevented him from obtaining land use rights. Later, he planned to send Fortuna's weather vane to Notre Dame de Paris, the rooster-shaped weather vane. It's so ugly." Larva complained.

   "I think that weather vane is very cute, full of childishness, very suitable for their style." Another woman wearing a blue mask said that it is too gorgeous, covered with rhinestones.

   "The Gallic chicken has a holy thing in its belly. They won't change it to the weathervane of a pagan goddess." Larva said, "I hate that chicken."

   "Me too." said the clown.

   "Me too." said the diplomat.

  "What does the designer think? Why do you want a chicken to stand on the roof..."

   "Ahem." Bauta let out a dry cough, preventing the discussion from continuing.

   "It looks like they are going to be unlucky, who would reject Goddess of Luck?" Severus said gleefully.

  "Where is the customs building?" Pomona asked.

  "It’s right in front of the Church of Our Lady of Angkhang. We used to build it to refuse the entry of ships that did not pay taxes." The diplomat said, "But it has been abandoned for many years."

  "What do you do with the wind vane on the abandoned building?" Pomona asked.

   "That is the'bow.' The goddess of fate will guide the course of the ship in Venice." Bauta said.

   "Freak," Severus murmured, which seemed to arouse public outrage.

   "What's the matter with your clothes? Have you played beach volleyball?" Larva said, "I haven't ironed it at all, so you feel embarrassed to wear it out."

   "And that greasy hair, that terrible hairstyle, I can't believe you would make yourself like a beggar on your honeymoon."

   "Where did you see him?" the lady in the blue mask asked Pomona.

  Although she couldn't see Severus's face now, she could feel it, and he was about to explode.

   "I don't know either." Pomona said maliciously. He was completely besieged by him.

  　 The word "fortuna" in English comes from the goddess of fate in Rome. As one of the oldest goddesses of the Roman city-states, while she led certain people on the road to luck and success, she also gave other people misfortunes accordingly. Now this weather vane is on the Venetian Customs House.

Francois Pinault (Francois Pinault) is the fifth super-rich on the French rich list, with assets of more than 7 billion U.S. dollars, and controls the world's third largest luxury brand Gucci Group. He is the most generous art collection in France Home, on June 28, 2013, he donated his private collection of the Old Summer Palace bronze rat head to China free of charge

In April 2005, Pino bought an 80% stake in the Palazzo della Graci, next to the Grand Canal in Venice. As for the **** weather vane of Notre Dame de Paris, it was said to have been found after the fire. There was a goddess who didn’t hug a chicken. It's a miracle just like a rooster can lay eggs!

  (End of this chapter)