During the summer vacation, the Harris family tried their best to gather together at night after work. Due to the renovation of the Hogwarts and the wedding of Hibiscus Chinensis and Albert, it was difficult for them to gather in such a neat manner.
At this time, Morgan Le Fay, who did not personally cook but let the house elves do it for her, was leaning on the sofa. She closed her eyes and stretched out her hand to massage her stiff neck. She sighed. "I'm really getting old. I'll exhaust myself whenever I encounter a small matter … Recently, I always feel that I get tired easily."
Allen put down the report that Lunn gave him and looked at the tired Morgan-le-feil. "Mom, did something happen?"
"It's the International Sorcerer Federation. They sent a statement … Oh, don't worry, Eren. That can't even be considered as a protest or a warning. It's just that they are worried about the television programs that have been approved recently by the television station that I manage … However, in order to reply to their letter, I have thought about it for a very long time … The content of this letter cannot be too strong or too weak." Morgan Lefay finished the lemonade beside him in one gulp and picked up the lemon slice in the cup as if he had not had enough yet. He put it into his mouth and slowly chewed it. Then, he sighed comfortably and leaned back, completely sinking into the sofa as he relaxed his stiff shoulders and back. "Your father thinks that we have to lower their vigilance as much as possible before our real purpose here is exposed so that our program can run as usual abroad as much as possible. The wording and tone that we have to pay attention to is really a little troublesome for me …"
Owen, who was sitting next to Morgan-le-feil, reached out his hand to massage Morgan-le-feil's shoulders and neck to relieve her tiredness. "Thank you, my dear. Although dealing with the International Union of Wizards and Wizards isn't troublesome, it's tiring. You might not be in a good mood. Now, do something that interests you. Leave these annoying things to Lunn."
"That's right, Mom. Actually, if you have to deal with this kind of word processing, just leave it to me." Lunn didn't even raise his head when he finished speaking. He continued to stroke the little unicorn on his knee. He buried his face in the belly of the little unicorn, whose fur was still golden due to its underage age. He slowed down his voice and praised the little unicorn.
Emily, who was wearing dark green pajamas, sat quietly beside Morgan-le-feil. She used the back of her hand to stroke her mother's cheek. Morgan-le-feil felt her daughter's soft hand and her heart softened.
"Speaking of which, I've been too busy these past few days. I didn't have time to help Albert and Hibiscus Chinensis prepare for their wedding." Morgan-le-feil opened her eyes and looked around the room. "They haven't come back yet... but, although I haven't been able to help recently... at least Hibiscus Chinensis's taste is trustworthy. The wedding dress she chose for the Tonks is quite beautiful."
Daisy, who was curled up on the sofa drowsily, didn't even open her eyes. She snorted unhappily and turned over.
"You two have to get along well!" Morgan-le-feil slapped Daisy and glanced at Allen. "Why didn't you bring Helena over recently? Xenophilus didn't let her go? "
"Oh, no. She's been in the tower recently." Allen switched the TV to his mother's favorite channel. "Luna seems to have found a way to let Helena teleport herself and is teaching her how to do it. You know, the basilisk is about to be born, so the two of them have been in the tower recently. "
"So it's really fast … Fortunately, both of you have high attainments in magic …" Owen smiled. "Is it Phantom Transference, or is it like how you use Shadow Transmission?"
"I don't know. I don't care..." Allen was halfway through his sentence when he noticed his mother's disapproving look. He quickly put on a straight face. "Father, you know, I've been busy with the Hogwarts, so I didn't have the energy to participate..."
Owen, who thought he was generous enough not to expose his son's quibbling, glanced at the report on the side. "The Hogsmeade plan isn't going well?"
"Yes, father. The pure-blooded shops have started to boycott the plan. They're using it as an excuse to use the media to attack Umbrella. They're saying that Umbrella's acquisition is to achieve a monopoly in the industry, to make a lot of money, and to exploit the magic community." Lunn moved her head back from the baby unicorn's stomach. "This is within our expectations, but there are more private shops with no background who are against us than expected..."
"It's okay. Let them focus on the point that 'our Harris is greedy'. Lunn, let them focus on that. Let them describe us as greedy the better..." Owen nonchalantly returned the report to Lunn. "The expansion plan can't wait for them to agree to it... Although they probably won't want to sell if they know we're going to expand, Allen, if you want to see some results before school starts, you have to hurry up and start."
"When the time comes, we'll give ordinary people a choice. Try not to harm the interests of ordinary wizards. This is good for our reputation..." Allen added. He then looked at Owen. "By the way, father, Tom's soul tools have started to lure the two criminals. When they start to become delirious and controlled like Jenny, we can release them."
Owen raised his head. He narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled. "The Bulgarian Ministry of Magic should be praying for themselves instead of finding trouble with other countries."
"The Bulgarian Ministry of Magic used the burning of the Muggle a while ago to find trouble with Owen. It really annoyed your father." Morgan-le-feil pulled the thin blanket closer to her chest and said lazily, "The International Union of Wizards and Wizards is also worried about us because of their members. Allen, it's time to let them focus on their own country's troubles... "
"Lunn is looking for Bulgarians. Let's hope they can stay in Bulgaria for a while." "As insurance, we should also think of other ways to give them some trouble …" Alan replied uncertainly, "As an insurance, we should also think of other ways to give them some trouble …"
Morgan-le-feil grunted in satisfaction. She turned the empty cup beside her. Owen immediately ordered the teapot to fly over and refill her cup with lemonade. He then held the cup to Morgan-le-feil's lips and fed it little by little.
Seeing their parents being so affectionate, the other Harris kids couldn't stand it anymore. They all stood up and went back to their rooms. At this time, it was summer vacation. The summer wind gently blew the curtains. Allen, who had returned to his bedroom, sat in front of a large wooden table. He dipped a quill in ink and drew circles on a design. From time to time, he would use magic to erase some traces.
While he was deep in thought, a "pop" sound suddenly came from the quiet room. It was followed by a noisy noise that sounded very uncomfortable. It suddenly exploded in Allen's ears.
Allen was a little surprised. He turned around and looked at the source of the noise. He found that it was from the wizard TV in his room. The TV that was turned off was now turned on by itself. However, the picture was not stable. From time to time, there were flashes of snowflakes. The blue light reflected on the wall, accompanied by the harsh noise. The whole room was very strange.
"Daisy is in the next room. Did she accidentally remote control my TV again?" Allen was a little uncomfortable with the atmosphere. He put down the quill and waved his hand to turn off the TV. He thought that he should give some advice to the R&D department. If the wizard TV was placed too close to the screen, it would be easy to control it. This would affect the user's feelings.
But when he once again focused on the design in front of him, he picked up the quill and turned it between his fingers. He wanted to find his interrupted train of thought.
However, the room was quiet for a while. The harsh noise sounded again.
Allen turned around and saw that the TV that he had just turned off was turned on again. After the snowflakes suddenly shook, this time, a picture that made him feel uneasy finally appeared.
At first, the screen was very blurry. Then, it gradually became clear. It seemed that it was night time. The surroundings were dark, and it was difficult to see anything clearly. Then, he only felt that a silver-white light spot was gradually approaching. Although the picture was dark, he could still feel that it was constantly shaking.
"Pitter-patter." The darkness lasted for a while. Suddenly, a series of strange sounds came from the quiet picture. It was as if the sound was knocking on his heart. The surrounding temperature seemed to drop a little in an instant.
Alan's real childhood nightmare seemed to have reappeared. A woman with long black hair covering her face appeared on the TV. Her shoulders rose and fell in a staggered manner, and her swaying body popped out of the TV in a very strange and stiff posture.
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