Chapter 2366 Glacius (Part 2)

   A group of wild foxes are attacking the Mamluks.

  They are densely packed and look like mosquitoes in summer. The difference is that mosquitoes like to haunt in hot summer, while foxes like to be in winter.

   Even wizards who are bitten by foxes have to drink antidote, their toxins are more deadly to Muggles. When Georgiana arrived, someone had already fallen off the horse because of poisoning, and her face was pale and looked extremely serious.

   She regretted not bringing her own flannel pocket, and of course there was no time for her to regret it now. She threw the bath towel in her hand, made it stretch long, and then wrapped the fawns.

   Before they bit the bath towel with their sharp teeth, she used a raging fire to burn all the foxes to death, and the remaining foxes no longer posed a threat to the Mamluks.

   They just couldn't hit the target with the artillery, the cold weapons were still very powerful, and the foxes who were not in good shape turned around and ran away, and soon disappeared into the bushes.

   Everyone looked at her with a weird look.

She raised her head and glanced at the sky. Although the shade of the trees covered most of the sky, she could still see dozens of shadows flying towards this side. The sky that was originally only covered with dark clouds was rolling with thunder, and it seemed that there would be at any moment. Lightning strikes.

   After about a minute or so, a team of "Aurors" riding brooms landed.

   "Have you got an antidote?" she said to the head wizard.

"Yes."

   "Give them the antidote." Georgiana pointed to the dying Mamluks lying on the ground.

   He froze for a moment, looking extremely unhappy.

   "They're working for me, hurry up." Georgiana threatened.

   So the wizard took the antidote for them to drink, and it seemed that the antidote given to the wizard was equally effective for them, and their faces quickly improved.

   "What are those?" asked Shabi, the leader of the Mamluks.

  Georgianna did not answer him, she went to a place with a wider view, a big battle was breaking out on the lake, the lake reflected the sky, and the flame effects produced by various magic looked like some kind of fireworks show.

  The Ministry of Magic all over the world is responsible for all the magical animals, people and ghosts in the jurisdiction of the residence, and now that the Austrians have withdrawn, their Ministry of Magic will not care about these charlatans.

  If you don't deal with them, it will be more troublesome to deal with in the future, but those nobles of the French Ministry of Magic will not care. It is a housewife's job to remove foxes. If it is not a flying broom, but an ordinary broom for cleaning the room, even if it falls to the ground, they will not bother to lift it up.

  The British Ministry of Magic set up a special office to deal with the Bettimans. Then she thought of the Bruges "police". Maybe she could set up a company to clean up foxes. The question is who will pay for this "cleaning fee".

   She didn't think much about it at first, she thought it was just an ordinary tour.

  Sweeper is a historical term for her. Unexpectedly, there are a group of "Sweepers" who make a living by smuggling in the forest.

Maria and the others are different from those mercenaries operating in the United States, they believe that a small number of people are "gifted" by God, and there are Italian "harvest guarantors" who are born with fetal membranes, and they are born to be Fight against evil wizards.

   "innate" is used in English in English. It is somewhat related to "apriori", but the two are not equivalent.

  Innate is born, known from birth, if Georgiana hadn't read Kant's philosophy, she might have taken the word apriori as a rhetorical device and wouldn't have cared that much.

A priori propositions do not need to be judged true or false by examining the actual situation in the empirical world. Except for 1+1=2, the sum of the interior angles of a triangle is equal to 180 degrees. These are not innate knowledge, and the problem of triangles is probably You have to learn how to measure angles to figure it out, but you don't need to measure any triangle at all to infer this. This judgment is independent of experience, but not innate.

  Maria, the guarantor of the harvest, did they know from birth that they were going to fight against the sorcerer, or did the people around them tell them?

The idea of ​​   has been solidified in their minds, and her answer is that there is nothing she can do about it.

She is nothing special. There are many people who know Kant, and there are many people who know gravitation. It is meaningless to argue that 1+1=1+1, and it does not generate new knowledge. People understand what's going on.

   And she didn't understand it by reading the book herself. Kant's original text was even more obscure, and it was taught to her by Severus after reading it.

  It was estimated that he learned to speak German at that time, and she was surprised to hear him speak German on the international train.

  The train also crossed the Rhine at that time, and she didn't see anything except the beautiful scenery.

   Maybe it was because she didn't look at those things with the law of causality at that time. As Kant said, if people did not process these phenomena with the law of causality, they would not be able to see these objects at all.

  Like the scenery outside the car window, it just flashed by in front of the eyes, leaving no impression at all.

  When a person hurries down a busy street, there are many people on the road, and you pass them all.

It is possible that you bumped into one of them, and subconsciously looked back. She once heard this sentence: Looking back five hundred times in a past life, in exchange for passing by in this life; I look back a thousand times in exchange for this life. Pause in front of you.

   What do you need to do to truly live in your heart?

   She turned around thoughtfully, and happened to see a Mamluk walking towards her, his eyes...

"Be careful!"

   Figgle yells.

  Georgianna was completely unresponsive.

   She subconsciously used the Phantom Slate, trying to turn the bath towel in her hand into a hard shield, but her bath towel was used just now...

The    assassin's sword slashed through her clothes as if it had slashed through the armor, he looked stunned, and then he was subdued.

  Sabi looked at the man who was pinned to the ground in disbelief.

  Georgianna remembered Barty Crouch Jr. and the Polyjuice he drank, so she asked in French.

"Who are you?"

   The man smiled sinisterly, "It will be your turn soon."

   Then she saw what seemed to be chewing in his mouth.

   "Bring the antidote!" cried Georgiana.

  The wizard came over and poured the antidote from the bottle down the assassin's throat.

   The cyan on the assassin's face disappeared, but he looked angry, but that couldn't hide the fear in his eyes.

   She has compassion.

   "I know there is a potion that can break Occlumency and obtain information."

   "I know what that is," said the wizard. "But in that case, this man..."

   "I don't like torture," interrupted Georgiana. "And he's dead."

   "You're going to hell," said the assassin.

   She smiled "At least I still have a place to go."

The    assassin was a little stunned.

   She didn't want to explain too much to him, let someone take him away, and then continue to watch "fireworks".

   (end of this chapter)