MTL - Harry Potter’s Morning Light-Chapter 478 New sculpture

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  Chapter 478 New Sculpture

  After nightfall, the lights are in full bloom.

  In fact, there are many lights that do not need to be turned on, but for the sake of the night view, some completely unnecessary lights are turned on.

Many people in this world will write about how beautiful the night scene is in the city. After all, the night scene is a sign that reflects whether a city is charming or not. The real night should be quiet and mysterious. There are bright stars in the sky instead of being invisible after light pollution. Pomona can't think of other words to describe the sky besides "really waste".

  Any living thing will change the surrounding environment in order to survive. The city is a suitable living environment for humans. Some things must be supplied with electricity, but the money and energy consumed by these face-saving lighting projects will eventually be passed on to the civilians.

Before Fleur appeared at Hogwarts, neither of them had thought that there would be such a day. In Severus’ words, the place was like a monastery for both of them. He almost became a monk, and she almost became a monk. A nun. Albus had his own arrangements for the two of them, and neither of them realized that there was anything wrong.

  Everything went into chaos after that self-centered mixed-blood Veeva appeared.

Human nature is to make mistakes, and what they have done under the leadership of the "monastery" Albus has always been the right thing. They "survived" but not "alive", and their lives are not interesting at all. .

  There is no light in this house on the top floor of a row of luxury apartments in South Kensington. With the cover of darkness, Pomona uses the light from the window to take the wine from the bar just like a mouse.

  They had drunk a lot of alcohol before, and she was a little erratic in walking, but since others can continue to "carnival", why can't they?

  She took a bottle of whiskey and walked to the door staggeringly, the statue of La Conao was gone, it became a...

   "What is that?" Pomona asked Severus.

   "Easter sculpture." Severus also drank a lot of wine, his eyes a little dull.

   "I don't think it would be nice to see a huge black stone statue when the guests come to meet them." Pomona pointed to the stone statue that almost touched the ceiling and said, "You might as well put an elephant there."

  Although it is black, it is better than magic, which is power, but it looks too weird.

   "Otherwise, what are you going to do?" He said provocatively, "I don't want you to look at the statue of the male god. I don't want you to see the statue of the goddess. If you don't allow me to see it, everyone will be satisfied with this statue.

  This meaningless dispute originated from the fact that after they came back from the outside, the group sculpture of La Conao made Pomona’s mood worse, so she strongly demanded that it be replaced.

  In the Parthenon exhibition hall of the British Museum, the only thing she liked was the statue of Venus who was bathing.

How would a heavenly Eros who pursue moral and intellectual perfection meet a stranger breaking in while taking a bath? Humans can’t imagine. The earth’s Eros pursues secular desires, and a woman is hit by a man. The scene of taking a bath will definitely scream, and Venus's surprised expression seems to be screaming, which returns to the core idea of ​​the Renaissance-humanism.

  A cold love **** who exudes law and order, who will go back to love? The one who has that feeling is Athena, the goddess of wisdom, who loves only when she is cute. Her figure is slender and plump, full of round and soft lines, which is very different from the tough and strong lines of male sculptures.

Christian sculptures must wear clothes to cover their shame. The Renaissance is to revive ancient Greek sculptures without clothes. Oh, moral gentlemen say this is really shameless. People are the creators and enjoyers of life in this world. People should pursue knowledge, explore nature, appreciate art, and enjoy friendship and joy. Of course, this joy includes lust. Where do children without **** come from? Is the fetus given by an angel like the Virgin Mary?

  But after turning Laconao's sculpture into a **** of love, Severus's eyes made Pomona extremely uncomfortable.

She was jealous, so she turned the statue into a statue of a black dog. Now Severus was dissatisfied with it. He also used a magic wand to transform it. Later it seemed to become a game. The statue becomes what you like.

  The Easter stone sculpture just now was Severus’ “masterpiece”. He was really drunk, and Slytherin's taste for art was gone.

   "I don't like it." She drank whiskey to the mouth of the bottle. "I actually like the group sculptures of the Three Goddesses of Fate, but their heads are missing."

   "headless." He said with a pun and pretending to be humorous.

"Even you and Sybil have so many admirers." Pomona suddenly burst into tears and cried. "Since Sybil predicted that Lavender's rabbit died, she has suddenly increased a lot. Admirers, the Pettil twin sisters all like her, how come no one comes to admire me?"

"I don't care what others think." Severus said coldly. "The idealist is incorrigible. If he is thrown out of heaven, he will create an ideal hell. I remember this sentence Nietzsche said."

   "Yes." Pomona said suspiciously.

"Then it is simple and easy. Grindelwald wants to expose the entire magical world, Voldemort has Death Eaters, my style is this, whoever continues to push me, I will use the Tarantai Dance Step Curse to make Huangshi Volcano and Vesu "Dancing" like Wei Huo, ah, I feel better."

  He smiled and said with great joy.

  "Are you kidding?" Pomona asked carefully.

   "Do I look like a joke?" Severus looked at her with a smile, then took a sip of wine.

   "No!" Pomona wakes up from alcohol, "You can't do this!"

"Even if you tell others, who will believe you? I'm a dead person." Severus said coldly. "Lucius always thinks that Muggles are like ants, but he is greedy and vain, and hand over the world. Sooner or later it will be over for them."

   "Don't forget their number advantage."

   "It won't be over soon, most people are destroyed by natural disasters, oh, at this time they don't want to be the majority."

   "Do you want wizards to rule Muggles too?"

   "I don't want to be like this! You forced me!"

  Pomona didn't know who forced him, but he was obviously out of control.

   "You calm down."

"Why should the minority obey the majority? It has always been the minority who really changed history. Democracy is a joke. It's like those messy people know what they are doing. No one can save mankind. Doctors and teachers are not good, old fools. Giving up, he withdrew, he committed suicide and did not dare to do it himself, afraid of going to hell, his soul and Draco's soul were saved, who can come to save me?" He shook his head frantically and said, " I will not go to **** alone like Yin Merton. Most people make the decision that everyone should bear the blame together. The law does not blame the others, but the gods can. Let us see if human beings really have the power to make a volcano erupt. "

  Pomona now regrets taking him to the movie.

   "You are drunk, Severus."

"It's not drunk enough. My organization must have a name. The Irish mascot of the Quidditch World Cup in 1994 was dancing. We were dancing at Christmas that year. How do you think it’s called a dancer? , We danced the dance of death."

   "Don't give up, Sev."

"No, I've had enough." Severus said blankly. "I was thrown out of heaven, and other people would live with me in the **** I created. I won't make anyone feel better. "

    In 2010, the Chinese team entered the finals of the Quidditch World Cup, and the finals were still played for three days. Although they lost, JK Rowling really looked up to the Chinese

    

   

  (End of this chapter)