The children gathered around the storyteller, clamoring for him to tell another story.
"Tell us more!" the children shouted in unison.
The storyteller said, "All right, but on one condition."
"What is it?" the children asked together.
The storyteller said, "I want you to keep quiet. When I'm telling stories, I don't want to hear anyone quacking like a duck."
The children all covered their mouths with their hands, and so the storyteller continued:
"Imagine an emperor wearing imperial robes, yet exposed to wind, rain, and mud. Does he look like an emperor?"
The children shook their heads together.
"Imagine an emperor wearing imperial robes, yet standing in a theater. Does he look like an emperor?"
Half the children shook their heads, while the other half nodded.
"Imagine an emperor without imperial robes, yet standing in an imperial palace. Does he look like an emperor?"
The children looked at one another.
The storyteller laughed.
"It's time to go home, little ones. You should listen to what your parents tell you and drive me away the next time I pass through your village, because my stories bring nothing but trouble and disaster."
After hiding Snow Mountain Cabin, Severus returned to the manor. Gong Saiyi was in no hurry to go to Lestrange Family Cemetery.
"We've been overlooking someone," Gong Saiyi immediately said upon seeing Severus enter. "Louis-Philippe, the former Duke of Orléans. He founded the July Monarchy. Before Napoleon III and Haussmann, he and Rambuteau had already begun large-scale renovations in Paris. The key is that the mummies beneath the July Column may have been buried by him."
"You think it wasn't an accident?" Severus asked.
"I think there's still a difference between dried corpses and 'fresh' ones. Those mummies were wrapped in bandages. Even if the people burying the