"Okay, okay. Lunn worked so hard to get it back. Let us try it. Arthur recommended it to me." Owen clapped his hands and summoned Maggie. He asked the house-elf to bring some transparent glasses and ice from the kitchen.
Maggie controlled the wooden barrel with her fingers and turned on the tap to refill everyone's glasses. As the amber liquid flowed into the glasses, the rich plum aroma mixed with the wine aroma wafted out.
"Slifoy? Is that the brand or the name of the wine? " Daisy twitched her nose and sniffed. Then, she looked at the fruit pattern printed on the label. "Blue plum wine?"
"Fruits with sugar can be used to make wine, so pears, peaches, strawberries, cherries, and so on are common ingredients. It's impossible to grow grapes in the Nordic countries due to the weather, and they naturally like to drink hard liquor to keep the cold away, so brandy is quite common in these countries." Because of work, Albert often went out for a drink with his colleagues after work, so he knew a lot about alcohol.
"Speaking of which, the name Brandy has something to do with the country Lunn was in … Ah, thank you, Maggie. Make some for yourself and Klitscher later." Josephine took the glass from the house-elf and paused. "Its name comes from the Dutch word for flammable water (Brande).
When it came to the United Kingdom, the name was too long and difficult to pronounce, so it was shortened to Brandy. "
Morgan-le-feil hadn't recovered from her discomfort. She sat back on the sofa and waved at the house-elf.
"Maggie, please pour me a sip." Owen remembered that he had a lot of work to do, so he asked Maggie to pour him a sip.
Hibiscus swirled the wine cup, her posture elegant and enchanting. Daisy glanced at her, then poured the wine into her mouth. With a sip, the still somewhat cold wine slid down her throat and into her stomach. She only felt the fruit fragrance stand out, the wine was rich, and the taste was slightly bitter. Amidst the bitterness, there was a comfortable taste, and the wine was harmonious.
Seeing Allen refill his glass, Owen said, "Allen, drink less. We have business to talk about later."
"It's okay, Father." Allen swirled the glass. "I don't get drunk that easily."
After chatting for a while and showering and changing his clothes, the refreshed Lune joined the ranks of tasting the fruit brandy. He took a sip of the wine and resumed his relaxed demeanor as he chatted, "Speaking of which, Potter and the two children from the Weasley family have already been registered as Animagus at the Ministry of Magic."
"Why haven't they been interviewed on TV?" Emily was actually a little envious that the adults could drink, but her mind was now more focused on her newly acquired pet. So, after asking that question, she lowered her head and began to tease the little basilisk while enduring the discomfort.
"Previously, Allen said that he wanted to teach the students Animagus transformation. This matter was widely reported by the media... In addition, compared to before, there are many people in Harris who have successfully completed Animagus and have gone to register." Hibiscus Chinensis, whose face was beginning to redden, put down her glass and explained, "So, Harry and the others' successful transformation is no longer big news. Some newspapers have published it, but our TV station only mentioned it a little in the news."
"Aura paid close attention to Harry's whereabouts. After Harry suddenly showed up at the Ministry of Magic to register, he returned to his aunt's house under the cover of the Order of the Phoenix." Albert finished the fruit brandy in his glass in one gulp.
"Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix did this on purpose." Allen touched his chin and said, "After becoming an Animagus, one has to register at the Ministry of Magic. So, they are probably trying to reinforce the idea that Harry will always stay at his aunt's house."
"Deris is the Aura who is now working for Scrimgeour. He is also a member of the Order of the Phoenix. I secretly used Telepathy on him. According to his memory, Dumbledore will only be transferred to Harry on the 30th of July, which is the night before he turns seventeen." Albert said suspiciously. "The Order of the Phoenix is deliberately spreading false information. This must be it. There is no doubt that Deris himself has been deceived by Dumbledore... This is not the first time. He is known for his unstable stance."
"Speaking of which, the Tonks have used their wedding leave and haven't been coming to see me recently." Daisy looked a little angry. "So, I guess they are afraid that you will use Telepathy on them?"
Morgan-le-feil waved his hand at his eldest daughter. "Don't blame her, Daisy. It must be difficult for the girl to be caught in the middle."
Owen, who had finished his glass of wine and was drinking lemon juice again, looked at his youngest son. "Allen, didn't you say that you will use their transfer to attract the mystery man to duel with him? How do you know the specific time of the transfer? Do you use that eye of yours to predict the future? "
"No, father. Although Dumbledore doesn't have the gift of prophecy, he is familiar with the ability of my eye. You know why..." Allen shook his head. "Dumbledore should be temporarily maintaining some anti-detection and anti-prophecy means, not only against me, but also against Tom. So, every time I do not get an accurate answer, I will be misled by his magic..."
"That's too bad!" Hibiscus Chinensis exclaimed, and then asked, "But, Allen, are we still doing the preparations you asked us to do?"
"Hibiscus Chinensis, of course we are. It should be some time before Harry and the others are transferred, because there are still many days before the protection spell expires. Harry has to stay at his aunt's house until he can complete the ancient magic recharge. If he moves too early, the protection spell on him will expire before his birthday, which is too dangerous for them." Allen smiled confidently at Hibiscus Chinensis. "I will talk to the core members of Order of the Phoenix in a few days. I will tell them something, and I think they will be willing to tell me... in terms of information exchange."
Hibiscus Chinensis raised one eyebrow in confusion, and then looked relaxed. "Okay, you must have a plan in mind. But will the mystery man agree?"
"I think so. He doesn't care about being called a bad guy, but he cares a lot about his reputation." Allen nodded. "In Tom's view of the world, he doesn't know what I've been through, and he has the knowledge given to him by Bair. He will think that he is stronger than the fifth-grade..."
Owen also agreed with his youngest son's point of view. "From his perspective, we framed him last time. This time, with your participation, if he can be sure that it's not a trap, he will definitely agree to get the chance to clear his name."
"How's the feedback on our TV program these past two days? What about the Department of Magic Cooperation? " Hearing the mention of Hibiscus Chinensis TV, Allen looked at Lunn. Although the director of the Department of Magic Cooperation was Daisy, Lunn was in charge of these international affairs for Daisy.
"This is basically the main topic in the wizarding world. Most people living in the wizarding world are talking about it." Lunn put the wine glass in his hand on the tea table. Then, without using his wand, he directly cast a flying spell to make his wallet fly over. He then took out the recent public opinion information and related reports collected by the department and handed them to Allen.
While Allen was flipping through the documents, Lunn continued, "Many wizards have changed some of their old and pedantic ideas. They now more or less realize that the Muggle technology is not as convenient as the Muggle technology that wizards can achieve their goals by waving their wands. However, they have also changed the stereotype that Muggle is ignorant and backward..."
Hibiscus Chinensis nodded. "I realized this when I was making the TV show. Many of the technological products invented by Muggle can replace some of the effects of our magic. Although many of them are not as convenient as us, Muggle are not as stupid as those Muggle research textbooks said..."
"Even some of the pure-blood families who are not on good terms with us came to the Ministry of Magic to find me. After watching those documentaries, they were worried about the power of the Muggle war weapons. They hoped that the Magical Law Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic could strengthen the enforcement of the Secret Act and further strengthen the supervision of the Muggle government. It would be best if they could control the military forces of the Muggle government. They even expressed their willingness to stop the war..." Owen leaned back on the sofa and crossed his hands on his stomach. "Ha! Those families who are not strong enough have always wanted to stop the war. They are just looking for an excuse to test us... But even one of our own, Grimson, came to ask me about it... So, there should be a lot of normal wizards who have the same idea. "
Hearing the name Grimson, Emily couldn't help but glance at Luna who was lying lazily on the sofa. She realized that Luna had only worn the old man's hat for a few days after winning it from a card game.
Allen, who was flipping through the documents, pulled out a letter stamped with the magic seal of the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic. He shook the letter, opened it, and tapped on it. Lunn stuck his head out and glanced at the date on the letter. He said, "This is the most recent letter. They have lost their patience and directly threatened us. They said that if Harris TV does not change the program, they will have to ban Harris TV from broadcasting in Bulgaria."
"They won't have the energy to interfere with these things soon." Allen snorted disdainfully and threw the letter aside. "But on the surface, it's not the time to fall out with them. We shouldn't keep talking about the threat of war. First, we should compromise and adjust the program appropriately. Broadcast some scientific documentaries about the Muggle's life... Don't stop the war program, just reduce the frequency. If we take a step back, Bulgaria will compromise, right?"
"Yes, we'll give them a way out. This is far from enough … Just like the magic potion, we have to simmer it slowly …" Owen said as he looked at his vampire sister. "Let's do something else to divert the public's attention and muddy the waters even more …"
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