Hufflepuff Rule Forty-Eight: Obey orders, unless you are the leader.
She was used to following orders. Whether they came from Albus or Napoleon, she would act on the leader's commands.
And yet he had tested her, doubting her intentions.
That was even more serious than the Corsican dwarf saying that women who could bear children were better.
Normally, she would cook something delicious to soothe her mood, but she did not want to enter the kitchen now. She wanted to do some "muscle" work.
Most young wizards took the Hogwarts Express to magic school, spending the entire journey playing around without sparing a thought for how that railway had come to exist.
Scotland had many mountains, making it somewhat similar to the Alps. She wanted to build a road through the mountains that was much like a railway, except the iron rails would be replaced with wood.
It sounded easy, but in practice, difficulties piled up. The rugged mountain paths were unsuitable for galloping horses, so donkeys were used to haul cargo. Naturally, donkeys were not as fast as horses.
Design work was needed to make the mountain roads suitable for horses, and carriage wheelbases had to be standardized as well. A wheelbase that could accommodate ordinary freight wagons could not accommodate artillery wagons, and once artillery wagons were placed there, ordinary carriages would no longer fit.
Passenger carriages could be converted into troop transports. She had thought of everything for him, and yet he still suspected her. She was almost mad with anger.
The workers were readily available. Leaving a roof unfinished for a day would not kill anyone, but there was not enough solid ground in the palace.
The land near Versailles was soft soil. Back when Louis XIV built his palace, quite a few people had died.