"Father, our ultimate goal is to break the secrecy laws, and now many countries are giving us trouble because of our previous TV program, including Bulgaria … And this time, after I defeat the Mystery Man, more countries will begin to suppress us and the British magic community …" Allen smiled slyly. "I made it clear to Tom during the duel that if he dares to cause trouble in the place where I declare my protection, I'll beat him up …"
"Allen, you mean …" Owen's eyes lit up, but before he could say anything, he heard Emily's scream.
"Yes! Allen, you're awesome! " Emily jumped off the chair, got under the table, and threw herself in front of Allen. The little girl began to rub her head and face against Allen's body, closed her eyes, and said something in a trembling voice, "Which country dares to disobey us … Which wizard dares to disobey us?! No one dares to disobey us! … No one dares to! No one … "
Lunn saw that the others were shocked by Emily's excitement and sighed in confusion. She suppressed the excitement and fear in her heart and explained, "Allen, those disobedient countries have the strength to talk nonsense to us, so naturally, they have enough strength to fight against the Lord Voldemort on their own … Allen can determine the location of the Mystery Man, and now that the Mystery Man has been robbed of all his money, he needs a lot of money to support so many people, so he must act …"
Daisy was a little confused. "Allen, then why do you want Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix to act abroad?"
"Whichever country wants to buy the Mystery Man, I'll just rob him again … Whether it's for the sake of accumulating money or developing power, the Lord Voldemort can't stop. This is an open conspiracy, so it doesn't matter if other countries know about it …" Allen smiled and added, "In fact, I can't wait to let them know about this. As for Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix, you see, although I can't protect all the countries because of the lack of time and energy, the British Ministry of Magic has also supported the greatest light wizard to support other countries. Isn't that better? This is enough reason for us to argue with the Ministry of Magic in front of ordinary wizards … Don't worry, Dumbledore hasn't attended a single prophecy class. In other countries, the Order of the Phoenix doesn't have the connections and connections that they have in the country, so it won't be that easy for them to obtain information about the Lord Voldemort … "
"If we gather all the Aura in the country to deal with the Mystery Man, he can still be driven away. However, if the Mystery Man only wants to rob and cause trouble, we won't be able to gather enough forces to deal with him in a short period of time. If the Mystery Man fights as a guerrilla, only wizards like Allen or Dumbledore can stop him." Albert thought about the situation and thought that if he was in the same situation, he would also find it very difficult to deal with the Mystery Man. He then sighed. "I just pity the innocent wizards in the countries that are against us …"
"Albert, I've thought about this problem, but you still don't fully understand my plan … Aren't you curious about how the United Kingdom has so many wizards to fill in my plan to build a city of knowledge? If the Magic World in other countries can't protect their own citizens … I think we, the United Kingdom, have the responsibility to accept refugees from other countries to settle down in our safe United Kingdom … Ouch … "Allen's whole body trembled and he quickly pushed his sister's head away to prevent her from continuing to bite him." Emily! Calm down! Everyone knows that you're a fan of the game of thrones! "
This made Harris and the others gasp. Originally, they only had experience in fighting between factions and families within the country, but they did not expect Allen's vision to be so big. He had long since looked down on those native pure-bloods. It was not just to fight against the difficulties of other countries. He was plotting against the population of the wizard world of other countries!
Lunn was like his mother, Morgan-le-feil, who was trembling. He was surrounded by fear. He did not expect his family to experience something unprecedented in the wizarding world. After Allen took the blood of the pureblood wizards, he directly wanted to take the blood of the other countries. He said with fear, "Allen … Are we going to … destroy the other countries?"
"Don't talk! Lunn, let me think … "Owen bit his thumb for a while." Let's do it! The biggest problem that hinders the development of the wizarding world is the problem of population … As long as we have this population, those pureblood families who have been holding us back will be nothing! Uh … Sorry, dear, I shouldn't have said dirty words in front of the children … I mean, as long as we succeed, we will become a giant, like a rolling snowball. The bigger we are, the less people will dare to provoke us! "
Lunn said with some urgency, "But father … the cultural conflicts, and the attitudes of the other countries, if they unite …"
"We have the biggest fist! No matter if it's the other countries or ordinary people, who dares to wrestle with us?! Whoever doesn't listen, Mystic will beat them up! Whoever doesn't listen, Allen will announce that he will not protect them! Allen, Luna, as long as we digest some of the things on the Netheril scroll … "Owen's eyes were shining." We can live forever … As long as we don't have any accidents, our rule is theoretically eternal … Allen, my son! You're the savior of Family Harris. "
Allen shrank back in fear, afraid that his father would suddenly bite him. He pushed his sister away and pretended to put his hands behind his back. "Everyone knows that when the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold. But just like the pureblood families, it's not easy to reach a consensus. This is between countries, between the authorities and the ordinary people … Lunn, don't worry, the jobs in the new university I built can take care of these people. They won't rob the wealth of the aborigines. Except for some cultural conflicts, I believe that as long as the interests are not lost too much … It's much easier to divide them than to divide the families … We're not declaring war on the whole world … We just have limited energy and can't protect all the countries … Don't come over, Emily!"
Alan threw his sister, who was so excited that she wanted to pounce on him, to his mother's side. The broken palm in the box that was called Little Hand seemed to be so frightened that it started to gesture randomly. Alan went over to shake it and comforted it, "Little Hand is great …" After saying that, he lifted his head and saw the various expressions on his family members. In order to ease the atmosphere, Alan rolled his eyes and suggested, "Albert, don't you like to arm wrestle with your colleagues? Try it with Littlehand? But please be careful. "
"Oh? Oh … "Albert was still in a daze. He thought that his brother wanted to test the broken hand. He lifted the hem of his magic robe and sat on the sofa in front of the table. He rolled up his sleeves and leaned his elbow on the table … Then he looked back and stared at the broken hand of Lord Voldemort.
Sensing Albert's gaze, the broken hand climbed out of the box with its fingers waving like a spider. It jumped onto the table and began to hold Albert's hand tightly.
As Allen shouted, the veins on the wrist of the broken hand were exposed. Because he had used too much strength, Abbott thought that the armless palm did not have much strength. In the end, he was careless and was knocked to the ground by the broken hand amidst the cries of everyone.
"This doesn't count! I'm careless! "Albert was a little angry because of his previous boasting. He felt that he had lost face in front of Hibiscus Chinensis.
"Haha!" Daisy laughed out loud. "Albert, this is different from the tavern stories you told me."
"Albert, stop fooling around if you play one more time. We're going to be late for work." Lunn looked at him and urged, "Allen, don't forget that you have a press conference at the Ministry of Magic soon."
"Only this time. Soon!" After Albert shouted, he stared at the hand and got into a fighting stance. The little hand understood Albert's meaning and even turned around to provoke Albert with its finger.
Soon, the game started again. This time, Albert knew that the strength of the hand was greater than he had imagined. Although it did not exert any force, it seemed to be supported by countless forces. However, Albert, who had taken the attribute potion, went all out this time to save face, which made his usually gentle and serious face look a little ferocious.
Because of the excessive force, Albert's cheeks seemed to be trembling. He desperately tried to pry Lord Voldemort's broken hand away as soon as possible. This time, as he wished, Lord Voldemort's broken hand was no match for him, except for the first few seconds when it was pressed on the table.
After it was released, the broken hand immediately clenched into a fist and hit the table angrily. Then, it floated in front of Albert and extended its hand to shake Albert's hand politely to show that it was convinced.
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