Harry Potter Morning Light

Perhaps smelling the breath of death, a raven appeared on the treetops outside the tent.

Georgiana looked up at it.

One thing she had never thought about when they were in Venice was that human sailing at that time had used propellers instead of sails for power.

Bora blows ships sailing from Italy toward the east coast of the Adriatic, rather than the Italian side, making those ships easy targets for pirates.

When she wanted to continue thinking, some pictures emerged in her mind.

The Grand Canal of Venice could be seen from the bedroom window that once belonged to a Spanish merchant. Through it, she had seen the scenery of Venice at sunrise and sunset.

She could also hear his breathing, and after the black hair was soaked, it stuck to the too pale, almost marble-like skin.

Behind him is an early Renaissance style mural, which is very similar to Botticelli's Primavera, but the content of the painting is that Zeus transformed into an eagle, snatched away the hunting Trojan prince Ganymede, and became a giant eagle. As they swooped down, the hounds were howling wildly, and the instructors and guards rushed over in panic to try to stop them.

She actually didn't understand why the homeowner chose this scene. If it was just for enjoyment, he could actually choose the scene of Ganymede pouring wine for the gods on Mount Olympus. That position originally belonged to Hera's daughter Youth Of the goddess Hebe.

At this time, she thought of Botticelli's Primavera and the God of the North Wind in the picture. He puffed up his cheeks, as if he was about to blow a cold wind towards the flower god he was chasing, causing the fragile flowers to Cannot bloom in the cold winter.

Her eyes fell on the tent again. Dark purple velvet hung at the door, embroidered with various floral patterns, swaying slightly with the wind outside.

Maybe...she thought of another possibility.

The Trojan prince was forced to become a cupbearer. Teachers and guards taught him how to fight and hunt, and in the future he would become the guardian or king of Troy like Hector.

For mortals, being among the gods and never aging or dying is a blessing, but for those who ask for nothing else, isn't it a pain that will never stop?

The lintel is inscribed in Latin.

Those who cross the sea only change the climate but not their nature.

The old king cultivated Ganymede carefully, but lost his beloved son. As compensation, Zeus sent his son Hermes to give two divine horses to the King of Troy. The two horses were as fast as the wind. The king immediately forgot his sorrow and started galloping on the water in a chariot drawn by the gods.

Can a man's pain of losing a child be so easily healed?

Although she didn't lose her son, the pain that filled her heart made her sober.

That gorgeous tent was indistinguishable from a cave in an instant.

Because of Platonic love, she has never been interested in Plato's thoughts. She believes more in what her teacher Socrates said that to love someone is to want to have everything about him.

Eros brings chaos, not order. In Greek mythology, it is one of the creator gods. They are all children of the god of chaos.

Blood brings a sense of right and wrong, and it is precisely because of this that when Horace returned triumphantly after winning the duel, he saw his sister crying because of the loss of his lover, and killed her in anger. The Romans did not blame him. After all, in the matter of the survival of the city-state, what does the gain or loss of a woman matter?

Both the city-state and the soul are complex. The world of order envisioned by blood constitutes an absolute unified restriction on the city-state, destroying the complexity of the soul and the different elements in the city-state.

Even Horace's father did not blame his son for killing his daughter.

The justice described by Socrates is a simple order imposed by the flesh, meditated by the philosopher-king, and ultimately used to rule the city-state.

Socrates said: We entrust everything to the best people in the city, and they should not be so ignorant about such things and their importance.

But Socrates forgot that human knowledge is incomplete. His disciples later used the metaphor of a cave. The shadow is the familiar world to the people in the cave, but the people who come out of the cave see a different world.

People are used to Athena helping the Argos heroes win the war, as if Athena is their patron saint, but in fact Troy worships Athena and is the patron saint of Troy, but she no longer has it because of the golden apple. Help the Trojans.

After witnessing the destruction of Troy, Poseidon asked Athena Why are you so moody, hating so much, and loving so freely?

The goddess who represents wisdom, should she be like this?

Isn’t it time to walk gracefully by the tranquil lake?

The flesh and blood are opposed to the philosophers of the city-state, not least because the flesh and blood of philosophers should be limited.

In fact, Zeus and Polyphemus are similar. They are used to handling humans. The difference is that the Cyclops picks up humans and eats them, just like humans are sugar in a sugar bowl, even if he screams.

According to Appian's account, after the Battle of Cannae, Hannibal got many Roman prisoners, including those from the Senate. He let the distinguished prisoners of war fight with each other, father and son, brother and brother, for the Africans to appreciate. Pian called it arrogant cruelty.

So did the Romans ever think that the gladiators in the arena might be fathers, sons, or brothers fighting for their entertainment?

Spartacus was unwilling to be the plaything of the Romans and launched a slave revolt.

But not all gladiators participated in Spartacus's uprising. They gained glory in the gladiatorial arena, and were even favored by Roman noblewomen, as if they were the rewards of champions.

In fact, there is no surviving data to prove her speculation. Those slaves who were resold by slave owners due to aging and disease were finally bought by the gladiatorial arena.

However, in nature, lions hunt old, sick or young animals, which are part of the food chain.

Aristotle compared humans to beasts, but even wolves sometimes raise human children.

The flesh has a sense of what is right and what brings dignity and glory. When the changing world becomes unacceptable to it, the flesh fights against it.

What is it used for? It's of no use. Most people live their lives honestly, don't get into trouble, and live peacefully.

Unless you are very unlucky and encounter a lord who rapes a common girl.

This is unreasonable, but he can exercise the right to have the first night, so what's the difference in robbing a civilian girl?

A knight passed by. He couldn't stand such orderly, so he turned around and killed the lord. This doesn't change anything. Maybe the next lord will be more brutal than the previous one.

But since the people have acquiesced to this order, they can continue to live a life of oppression. At this time, the reckless knight seems to be a source of trouble.

Logically speaking, it is the owner's business what kind of food to feed the pet, even if the nobles wear jewelry for their pet dogs.

But Mencius said: Exerting money from the people to raise animals and starving the people to death is tantamount to driving animals to eat people.

Of course the king's sweaty horse doesn't eat meat. It mostly drinks champagne, whiskey and the like.

But feeding like this requires spending money, spending money requires collecting money, and collecting money requires heavy taxes. In a famine year, when food prices soar, we still do this...

Madam. Carolan walked out of the tent. What are you doing standing at the door?

Bring me a chair. Georgiana said with her hands behind her back, I'm not going in.

Although Carolan found it strange, she used a floating spell to move an ornate chair into the snow. She also extended the tent's extension to form a small tent, blocking the snow above Georgiana's head.

Georgiana sat in the snow, and the wind blowing from all sides was very cold, just like the environment in which the people in the prison she saw just now were living.

But she felt very comfortable, especially when drinking a steaming cup of black tea. It would be better if she changed it to butter beer.

Give them some hot soup, said Georgiana.

Them? Who? Carolan asked.

Who do you think I'm talking about? asked Georgiana.

Go get something hot for the prisoners. Rabastan came from a distance.

Carolan didn't say anything and left directly.

Give them food, and then send it to a warm place? Rabastan asked after Carolan left.

You know what homeless people need more in winter? Georgiana put down her tea cup.

Rabastan made no answer.

As long as there is food, don't let the children get close to that cage. I'm worried that they will do something extreme. Georgiana picked up the tea cup again and held it, Unless they don't want to take back the prisoners.

How is that possible? Rabastan asked with a smile.

Georgiana didn't answer. It was obvious that what Rabastan said was nonsense.

She looked up at the snow not far away. There was a Christmas rose blooming quietly. Who said there wouldn't be flowers blooming in winter?

It's a pity that Botticelli chose flowers as the theme of spring, he could have done better.

But then again, if we don’t use flowers as a theme, what should we use to express the arrival of spring?