Harry Potter’s Morning Light

Chapter 793: City angel



  Chapter 793 City Angel

  Agronomy is a very popular subject in Italy, and even female prisoners in prison are trained in organic farming in their reintegration training.

There are also agricultural colleges in universities. Italy’s "Localeat" can only be enjoyed by middle- and high-income people. Ordinary people still have to eat vegetables with pesticides, but the pesticide residues comply with EU standards. Vegetables like those without pesticides and fertilizers are very expensive. , It is not served in the school cafeteria.

  Professors will not squeeze the canteen with students. University dormitories are provided for visiting scholars. Students have to find a place to live in the city. They will buy vegetables and cook by themselves.

  Gianluca tried it once, and the food served in the cafeteria can only be said to be "eatable". Italians like a cup of espresso for breakfast, and a cup of espresso after lunch and dinner. His "canteen" is in a cafe outside the school, where he and Professor Oparo met.

  University teachers are well known to be decent jobs, but the basic salary of national universities can only be regarded as an upper-middle level, not comparable to those rich people who earn money every day.

  Generally speaking, full professors have to take on some extracurricular projects. Sometimes, doctoral students do not call the teacher "professor", but call him "boss".

  Albus Dumbledore’s research paper on dragon blood was once accused, and Severus Snape’s improved paper on wolf poison potion was also used by the "white wizard" for political transactions.

The cultural heritage protection that Gianluca learned seems to have nothing to do with water conservancy projects, but Venice is a water city, such as canals and dams are all water conservancy projects, which involves many people’s pie, and it is possible that one is not careful. Will be dismissed from the university, then meet a rich man who loves Venice, Opalo's job need not worry.

Even Da Vinci went to the Dominican church to paint frescoes in order to eat a bite of food. This is the same as when a rabbit went to a wolf’s den to paint. He had the guts to paint a plate of grilled eel. In front of Matthew.

  He also added orange slices, and drew the abbot who was mean to his wages as Judas, which was so sour that people couldn’t bear to look directly at him.

  There is no Holy Grail in Da Vinci’s "Last Supper", not even a wine jug. There are different opinions about where he hid the "Holy Grail", maybe he simply forgot.

  When **** was tortured, this cup was used to contain the blood left by Jesus.

  After the crucifixion of Christ, this wine glass was enshrined on a small mountain top and guarded by soldiers day and night. After the death of Christ, people deified him, and this wine glass filled with the blood of Christ was also regarded as containing infinite holy power and was coveted by countless people. The rumors finally led to the theft of the Holy Grail. Since then, the Holy Grail has disappeared in the vast sea of ​​people, and people have begun to write stories about finding the Holy Grail.

  While hiring young people to paint murals on the walls and decorate the cafe, the boss also sponsored him. After all, no one knows whether the young man painting on the wall will become the second Leonardo in the future.

The rhythm and way of life in the university town is incompatible with modern society. Even this small cafe retains the style of the 19th century. The marble on the floor is the same as that in the church, with white and ochre squares. From the Romanesque balcony on the second floor, you can still see the circular roof of the San Antonio Church. There are no billboards or neon lights. If you don’t look at people’s clothes, time seems to freeze here. It’s just like the Middle Ages.

  Shakespeare once wrote: If you know the inner feelings of a person in love, you will understand that using empty words to suppress the flame of love is just as useless as making fire in the snow.

  The Scottish winter in March has not completely left, and the ice on the beating willow has not completely melted, but on February 24, the second stage of the Triwizard Tournament has been held in full swing on the Black Lake.

   Lily’s son is taking an adventure, but the person who is supposed to look after him has disappeared. After all, “Moody” has replaced him.

  He should be ashamed of this, because he avoided his responsibility, just as Albus was ashamed of his entanglement with Grindelwald.

   But he was very happy, the depressed beast was finally released, and it was all because of a little mixed-blood Veela.

  Furong is free. She is chased by boys because of her beauty. No one will look down on her because she is a hybrid magic creature.

Although she did not dance alone like Asmeralda in Notre-Dame de Paris, she was equally eye-catching. This gaze was not the same as looking at Madame Maxim. The hybrid giant was taller than Hagrid, a human male. The look in her eyes must be weird.

  At Hogwarts, Dean Slytherin is a person with a strong sense of presence. When he arrives in Padua, the academic city, he becomes dispensable.

  As if he wanted to divert her attention from observing the city to himself, he kissed her in the shadow of an unmanned balcony.

  This way of kissing kisses is different from the formal kiss that is deliberately solemn and beautiful for the purpose of taking wedding photos. It is like the heat generated when a fire snake egg breaks its shell, which can burn the house to ashes.

  In the San Antonio church in the distance, there are relics left behind after his cremation. It is hard to imagine that a crystal-like substance will be produced in the human body.

  She didn't know what she would leave behind after she was burned to ashes, but she wanted to continue to burn like this, like the flame of a phoenix.

  Love has entered into people’s hearts and cannot be beaten and scolded. Since it has reached you, it will take possession of everything you have.

  She bit his lips that always speaks harsh words like revenge. There is a faint smell of blood. After the steak is cut, blood-like substances will flow out. It is not real blood, but myoglobin.

  The habit of people in some parts of Europe to slaughter livestock without bleeding is related to the Mongolian army that swept across Eurasia. The Mongolian army carried many cattle and sheep as rations. They strictly stipulate that no bloodletting is allowed during the slaughter, saying that this can make more effective use of the calories and nutrients in the animals, so as to ensure that every officer and soldier can eat.

  The Old Testament sacrifice ritual stipulates that blood symbolizes life, and animal blood cannot be used as food.

  Strangled livestock are also fasted in Christianity. Because the blood of animals that have been strangled, including death from disease, or other reasons other than slaughter, has not flowed out and has been absorbed in the meat, it is better not to eat.

  But if the livestock is placed upside down, the blood can also flow out.

  The cow that was slaughtered at that time is no longer a life, but a commodity for sale.

   "You are not a monk." She stared into his eyes and said.

   "You are not a nun either." He smiled and said, "We don't need to keep the precepts."

  She licked her lips, there was a faint smell of butter, which felt a little greasy, but listening to his pounding heartbeat, she felt more at ease.

  This is not Scotland. In March, the Mediterranean Sea is warm only by the sun, and Italian chat and laughter can be heard from the French windows next door.

  All this is very far and close to her, as if in a dream, it disappeared as soon as I opened my eyes.

   "You know, what do people think of Helen?" He whispered in her ear, "Everyone who has seen her says that it is worth fighting for her."

  She seemed to be drunk and asked him for a kiss.

  The kiss this time was not as bloodthirsty as before. It was like a cool early summer. When the wedding was held under the loggia, the kind of kiss under the public, but with a little secret.

  Sweet love is like food in the mouth of fate.

In the Alps, everything that happened in the uninhabited cabin began to reappear again. Sharing the chewed food didn’t feel nauseous. The poisoned brain simply lost the ability to think. She pushed him back after her sanity. opened.

  "You won't stop!" she said angrily, and he would stop whenever Ron and Lavender were together.

  "Why should I stop?" He laughed as if he thought her question was funny.

  This is the Dark Wizard.

  She shook her head helplessly, took out the mirror and took a look. Her lipstick was worn out. She quickly touched up her makeup. The old bat also wiped the lipstick on his mouth. It looked like a vampire wiped the "lunch" clean.

  Waiting for them to pack themselves up, the two returned to the coffee table like gentlemen.

  Sometimes, the students of the University of Padua will gather together and have a coffee and discuss it, either academically or not academically.

  When the two of them came back, the three young men were able to switch to English conversation again. This time they were talking about the lawsuit caused by the collection dispute between the Guggenheim Museum and the Venier Leoni Palace.

  Peggy Guggenheim was born in a wealthy family, but has always been not very interested in money, always trying to distinguish himself from other Guggenheim. She has loved trendy things since she was very young. At first, she worked as an ordinary clerk in an avant-garde bookstore, not to make money, but purely out of curiosity. While working there, Peggy wore a pearl necklace and an expensive coat to sweep the floor of the bookstore, sort out books, and met a group of pioneer intellectuals from Europe and came into contact with modern art. Since then, she has tried to enter the circle of avant-garde art through collection and dialogue, and strives to leave her mark in the world.

The Guggenheim is the world’s second-richest Jewish family after Rothschild, and the Venier family was the richest family in Venice’s heyday. Of course, it was also the worst robbed by Napoleon and the Austrians. By the beginning of the 19th century, it had been dilapidated. Peggy Guggenham bought it. The first floor was used as a collection hall. In an airy room facing the Grand Canal, Picasso, Kandinsky, Malevich, Mondrian, Magritte, Borrow Rico, Duchamp, Miró, Dali, Chagall, Tangier, Moore, etc., there is also a room dedicated to the exhibition of Pollock's works.

  These paintings and sculptures are now invaluable. With the raging wars of World War II, the whole of Europe fell into division and chaos, disrupting Peggy's plan to open an art museum. Peggy did his best to help the artist avoid the war, and even called for help to President Roosevelt. In 1941, he sent Breton, Serge, and Ernst to New York by a plane. To Peggy’s second husband.

  ** likes to collect art, no matter what era, Peggy had to bring her collection to the United States, her mansion in Manhattan soon became a home base for European artists exiled to the United States.

  Peggy created a private gallery called "Art of the Century" in 1942, which was open to the public and artists, including Mrs. Roosevelt.

  The problem is that Peggy decided to return to Europe after World War II. She closed the gallery in 1947. In 1948, she finally chose the Lion Palace of Vernier by the Grand Canal in Venice as her residence.

  The Lion Palace is the home of the Vinier family, which is the home of Cecilia Vinier’s father.

People have different opinions about who the queen of Venice is. Some people think it is the Queen of Cyprus Catalina Cornaro, and some think it should be the legendary sultan. All in all, it takes a lot of money to restore those luxurious palaces. That's not what the poor Venice can support now. The Veneer Palace was only rebuilt on one floor and was occupied by the Guggenheim Museum.

  For modern and surrealism, Pomona can’t understand at all, what the **** is that painting.

The Venice government only provides local exhibitions, and the content of the exhibitions is not under their control. This is the jurisdiction of the Solomon Guggenheim Foundation. Now the foundation has exhibited art collections bequeathed by other collectors. Peggy's great-grandson and half-parent His brother Nicholas Herion and his children accused the Solomon Guggenheim Foundation of disrespecting the wishes of the deceased, and began a long battle for art management.

The paintings that can be collected by the Louvre should be famous paintings. This is the public's recognition. Even if some poor paintings are displayed in a good exhibition hall, the painter will be famous, and his paintings will be valuable, even if they are. The level of children's graffiti is as arty as some people buy it at a high price.

What's more, Rudolf Schulhoff joined Buck’s family business on greeting cards and art reproductions, Reproducta, and Peggy is a Dadaist, pursuing a sober irrational state, rejecting conventional art standards, disillusionment, cynicism, Pursue unintentional, accidental, and spontaneous realm and so on.

  Peggy’s relatives believe that Rudolf Schulhof’s collection cannot enter her exhibition hall, which is against her will.

   "What are they talking about?" The old bat asked in her ear.

   "I don't understand either." Pomona looked at Monica and Gianluca. They were arguing, and Ali Sandro was almost asleep.

  So, she was like a student who was not listening in class, sneaking the old bat's thigh under the coffee table.

  Is she more interested in the question of who is the Queen of Venice than in what kind of philosophy, is it the Princess of Sultan, the Queen of Cyprus, or the mistress of the artist?

  Like a golden apple, the crown belongs to the most beautiful goddess.

   "You're starting to be naughty again." He whispered in her ear.

   "Do you want to stay in my class? Professor?"

  He smiled without speaking, and turned to look at the three youths.

   "It's like going back to the past." He said boredly, "We are guardian angels again."

   "And they are protecting the city." Pomona looked at the three young people who exuded the air of defeat and said, "They are the guardian angels of this city."

  (End of this chapter)


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