I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 172
"There have been thousands of large-scale battles in the Europa region. It's hard to say whether it's right or wrong." Napoleon, who was plump and blond, raised his front paws to touch his black bicorne hat, and looked around at the people who were sitting down. Staring at his generals, he gritted his teeth and said: "But historians have noticed that it is on this big stage that the rise and fall of many dynasties are determined. One rises and the other falls. Therefore, countless ancestors have the power to rule Europe. Zhi."

"At that time, Caesar of the Roman Meow Empire marched northward to conquer Gaul. In nine years, he captured the entire Gaul region and became the first Roman to cross the Rhine River to conquer Germany. It is also true that Caesar cultivated a team of hundreds of warriors. Teacher, laying the foundation for the crowning of the consul for life in the future."

Napoleon shook his cat's whiskers and his eyes were piercing.

"Ten years ago, at the critical moment, I had the honor to personally lead hundreds of thousands of athletes to fight against the Anti-French Alliance, Emperor Franz II of the Holy Roman Empire, and Emperor Alexander I of the Kumaros Empire, in Osterli He won a big victory and disbanded the illegal organization... I don't understand why everyone is talking about Hannibal's distress in Crete now, as if fighting the anti-French alliance is doomed to us."

"Six years ago, I embarked on a journey from Paris to conquer the Iberian Peninsula. The anti-French alliance was defeated by me for the fifth time. Wherever I went with the army, the people welcomed them wholeheartedly. That kind of vigor and prosperity The realm is still in front of my eyes, but now, has this place changed and become my burial place?"

A three-flowered cat at the bottom complained in a low voice: "It's hard to say..."

Napoleon didn't hear it, but Louis heard it clearly. He asked Chromie, "Who is that tabby cat? It's the one over there with a black cocked hat and a broken tooth..."

"Oh, that's Soult, the one who charged Austerlitz against the sunrise." Cromy smacked his lips for Louis Cope, and at the end, gloated and said, "If Napoleon hears this, It might not be enough for Soult to be named the Earl of Glamorgan."

"Why do you feel like you know more about our history than I do?" Louis was a little suspicious of life.

Chromie looked at Louis with distaste, and comforted him, "We are in control of the timeline... the first thing you do when you come here is to experience the whole history for yourself, okay?"

"What a coincidence, I've always had a question, what happened to the sound of the ax and the shadow of the candle in the Song Dynasty in Sirius?" Louis asked something that he had never understood in his previous life.

Chromie smacked her lips: "You may not believe it, but Zhao Da wants to eat walnuts..." (This story is purely fictitious)
I really believe in your evil...

Louis really didn't believe it, he questioned: "That doesn't make sense, if you have this reason, why is the 'easy to do' that Zhao Da said in a bad tone?"

"Zhao Er smashed it crookedly, and it's a big blow to Zhao..." Chromi said dryly, she didn't believe it herself.

It is indeed a bit outrageous.

Louis wanted to complain, but Napoleon in front of the stands started talking again, so he suppressed the idea of ​​speaking.

"In any case, Blücher has been driven away, and now we are fighting the British alone, cheer up and show the British some color!"

Napoleon is very energetic, but it's a pity that his generals and cats are listless, like eggplants beaten by frost.

It's not their fault, after all, the meow people can't afford to lose this battle, the Prue meow people can afford to lose, only the meow Lanxi people can't afford to lose.

It's a pity that Napoleon didn't have a music box, otherwise he would have told the generals to "play every game as if it were the last, and then don't be afraid of losing."

Just when Louis and the others were about to leave here, time seemed to freeze at this moment, and Napoleon's generals suddenly stood there, motionless, as if they were wax figures.

Only Napoleon himself was pacing the podium, and he soon discovered the problem.

"What's going on?" Napoleon rubbed his eyes, he just lowered his head and thought about something, why did he look like this when he raised his head?

The yellow sand was billowing, and ripples of time and space gradually appeared at the entrance of the conference room. Then, under Napoleon's astonished gaze, three dragonmen and a dwarf girl who looked exactly like Chromie walked out.

"Damn it, it's Mikolo..." Chromi cursed in a low voice.

A yellow question mark visible to the naked eye popped out of Louis's head.

"Who is Mikolo?" He pressed his voice and asked.

Chromi fixed her eyes on Mikolo, and explained to Louis: "If you still remember Mnozido, you should know her identity."

"Oh, she is you." Louis suddenly realized: "You after the fall? Or, after enlightenment?"

Chromie didn't speak, but turned to give him a blank look.

Napoleon on the podium saw Mikolo walking towards him, and subconsciously took two steps back.

Mikolo itself is not scary, but the muscular dragon figures behind her are more scary.

Another one, Mikolo's face is gray, it doesn't look like a good thing.

"Don't worry, my dear majesty, we are not your enemy." Mikolo said straight to the point.

"Really?" Napoleon's face was not very good, and his claws were tightly holding the pistol at his waist.

Although I don't know whether this tattered gun can cause harm to this group of uninvited guests, but Napoleon doesn't want to sit still, and this is not his character.

Mikolo laughed. If Chromie's laughter was like a silver bell, then Mikolo's laughter was like a ghost doll.

"Your Majesty, if we want to harm you, you cannot resist."

After finishing speaking, a wisp of black sand flew out from Mikolo's fingers, and flew towards a blue cat with a firm face under Napoleon's fearful eyes.

Under the entanglement of the black sand, the blue cat turned into a wisp of black sand and disappeared.

"Damn it! Ney!" Napoleon gritted his teeth and looked at Mikolo. His claws moved quickly, and he drew out his firecracker to aim at Mikolo's head.

"Don't panic, Your Majesty." Mikolo snapped his fingers, and Marshal Ney returned to his original state.

This method of silently killing a person with just a few gestures really shocked Napoleon. He sat down on the ground, pointed at Mikolo tremblingly, and remained silent for a long time.

"We have no purpose in coming this time, nor is it to cooperate with you, but to inform you of one thing." Mikolo smiled wickedly: "In the decisive battle the day after tomorrow, Marshal Emmanuel Grouchy, whom you have high hopes for Not only did he fail to catch up with Blücher's army, but he even made it to the battlefield to support the British offensive - oh yes, and one more thing to add, this hesitant guy heard the gunfire on the battlefield, but hesitated to miss it. This is the best time to support Your Majesty..."

"Damn it, I knew it! Meowlington's side was their feint attack, and their real purpose was to spoil Napoleon! Damn it!" Chromy was so angry that both of her pigtails stood up.

"Who?" Because Chromi didn't suppress her voice, Mikolo also heard her angry words.

Chromie jumped three feet high, and pointed at Mikolo with his little hand: "I swear, Mikolo, you bastard, I'm going to kick your ass hard!"

As she said that, she flew forward and threw Mikolo to the ground, but because of the repulsion of time and space energy, the two of them were suspended in mid-air and turned upside down at the same time.

"Don't be dumb! Come and help me!" Mi Keluo yelled at the dragonmen.

But before they could take any action, they were all killed by Louis with chain lightning.

"You still have a helper? Damn it!" Mikolo didn't care that he was still wandering in mid-air, and punched Chromy's face with his small fist.

"This is for His Majesty Mnozdor!" she yelled, baring her teeth.

Louis looked up at the two people who were hanging in the air. He didn't know what to do for a while, he was hesitating, and felt someone pushing him beside him.

Looking back, oh, it was Napoleon's big pancake face.

"Your Majesty." Louis's etiquette was impeccable, even though the two were in an enemy country, Louis was also his loyal fan.

Nahuang's personal charm is still very good.

"You...well, what are your identities?" Napoleon was organizing his words, trying not to irritate the superpower in front of him: "I see, you two don't seem to be on the same team as that black girl , you look much more normal than her."

"You have a pair of well-informed eyes, Your Majesty." Chromie, who was in mid-air, still had the heart to say a famous saying of the Pandaren Wanderer.

While talking, his hands were not idle, and he still had time to give Mikolo an uppercut.

"We are the defenders of time and space, Your Majesty." Louis spread his hands: "The black girl in front of you is our opposite. They are the destroyers of time and space, and they take pleasure in changing history."

Anyway, Mi Keluo didn't have time to refute, just pour dirty water on her.

This set probably learned from the BBC—oh, that’s not right, perhaps, it was the BBC and him who learned from each other.

Old underworld filter.

"So, she's lying to me?" Napoleon's ears perked up, and they shook twice quickly.

Louis spread his hands and looked at Napoleon regretfully: "Sorry, Your Majesty, they didn't lie, this time you lost completely, and there is no possibility of a comeback."

I thought that Napoleon would jump, or be silent, or refute after hearing this sentence, but Louis found that Napoleon was just a little dazed, and then sighed as if he was relieved.

"That's fine." Napoleon's words were a little lonely, "Meow Lanxi...she is too tired, and her cat people are too tired, so it's okay to leave like this."

Louis really didn't expect Napoleon to have such a pattern and courage, he asked a little puzzled: "Don't you think... um, it's a pity?"

"I have fought countless battles all my life." Napoleon put his hands behind his back, and posed a standard boss posture: "One enemy is many, the weak defeats the strong, and the great victory in the desperate situation. , Naturally, there will be failures. As long as you are on this battlefield, you will inevitably fail one day. No one can defeat the strong general with the weak, and Hannibal can't do it. Even if he is as strong as Belisarius, It will also be planted in the hands of a fledgling kid."

"The crock will always break on the edge of the well, and the general will inevitably die on the battlefield." Louis sighed.

Napoleon took a deep look at Louis, and said approvingly: "Very philosophical words, then——I hope you have the ability to make me forget what that black girl just said to me."

Is there such a requirement?Louis was taken aback. He looked at Napoleon and asked in puzzlement, "Why did you make...uh, this request?"

"Arthur Wellesley is a rare opponent, and I don't want to win in this way." Napoleon took out a delicate iron box from his arms, unscrewed it, and took out a bag the size of dried mung beans from inside. A small pinch of gray-black snuff was placed in the mouth of the tiger, and he clamped it with two cat fingers. Then he leaned his head over and inhaled lightly, showing a Tao Ran expression.

After a while, he threw away the snuff residue in his hand, twisted the lid of the snuff box in his hand, and put it back into his arms.

"I would like to fight him more squarely. Since the fate of failure is irreversible, it is better to fulfill the reputation of the Duke of Meowington." Napoleon smiled very relieved: "Perhaps hundreds of years later, people will use this game The location of the battle has failed..."

"Waterloo." Louis shrugged: "It won't take hundreds of years, from the moment you fail, this place name is synonymous with failure."

Napoleon laughed, but smiled, and tears welled up in his eyes.He wiped his eyes with his hand, and said to Louis with a smile, "I won't ask for your name, after all, there's no need for it...Okay, let's do it."

Louis looked to the other side. Chromie had already finished the battle, holding Mikolo, who was tied up in a big way, with a complacent look.

He sighed, stood at attention, bowed to Napoleon, then took out his wand and pointed at Napoleon.

"Obliviate."

"Let's go." Chromie held Mikolo, who was still kicking, with one hand, and patted Louis with the other.

Louis nodded and followed her to the portal.

When he was about to enter the portal, he looked back at Napoleon, and he could still see him looking blankly at the generals in front of him who were equally blank.

"What's wrong with me?" Napoleon scratched the back of his head with his cat's paw, not quite understanding what happened just now, and always felt as if he had forgotten something important.

……

The moment he returned to Brussels, Mikolo in Chromi's hand instantly turned into a cloud of black sand and disappeared.

"Oh, Shet..." Chromie exclaimed, looking at the empty hand.

Louis frowned and asked, "How could you let her run away? How did you watch..."

Chromie skipped and said dejectedly: "It will happen like this when passing through the portal... This is the talent of the bronze dragon. It can break free when time and space are distorted. Since I can, then she must also , I forgot that."

"Idiot..." Louis complained relentlessly, and asked again: "Then do we have to go back and be on guard against her looking for Napoleon?"

"Not for the time being, I haven't found her breath nearby, let's take a look first." Chromi said with a small face twisted.

(End of this chapter)