"The spirits of the Hogwarts like to wander around." Helena sounded worried. "Nick, who almost lost his head, often doesn't look where he's going and just randomly barges his way in … They might just fall head first into this place."
"Your mother will make a simplified version of the Room of All Requests between this secret room and our castle above." Allen had just finished carving a piece when he saw his daughter beside him. He took out a large bottle of cola from the temporary pile beside him and poured a cup for himself and Helena. He then used Quick Freeze to make some ice cubes and put them in.
"Thank you, Father." Helena politely bowed before taking the drink. She did not feel thirsty, but she liked the atmosphere of eating with her parents. Besides, the drink was full of bubbles and had a sweet taste. It was a drink that could make a ghost feel something.
"Just like when you bury a corpse and don't want others to find it, it's best to dig deeper and put a dead dog at the top …" Luna continued to carve on the obsidian pillar in front of her. "Where's my share?"
"Don't teach Helena that …" Allen grumbled as he poured a cup for Luna. He then pursed his lips at his daughter.
Helena quickly nodded. She took the cup and floated to Luna's side to feed her mother. She enjoyed being able to touch things for her parents.
The boy who looked like an old father refilled his own carbonated drink. "Speaking of divine power … When you pretended to be the Goddess of Fortune, you gained faith in the Hogwarts centaur tribe. Now they are being instigated by the pureblood families. Plus, they have set up a dragon farm to rear Drogens near the Hogwarts … This has caused many centaurs to be worried … I'm not worried that they will overreact to me but out of respect for our friendship, can you help me make a trip there when you're free?"
"Hmm? They are still praying to me … "Luna instantly understood Allen's plan. But after a moment, her expression became a little dazed." But I can't quite remember the lines of the Goddess of Fortune … "
Alan frowned and his eyes relaxed. "Then these centaurs won't be able to remember how their ancestors were deceived by you … or how they believed in you. When the time comes, tell me what you remember and I'll make some up for you …"
"Okay ~" Luna replied. She then subconsciously took the cup from Helena because her daughter was feeding her slowly. She then realized her mistake and unintentionally spoke with a Scottish accent. "Oh … this pillar is ruined …" She turned to look at her daughter who didn't understand the situation. "Helena, help me tell Hermione when you see her tomorrow and have her prepare another material..
"Yes, mother." Helena immediately agreed.
"… It's okay, Helena. I'll get my clone to tell Hermione. You don't have to worry about it." Allen glared at Luna who was about to push the blame to her daughter and took the initiative to take the blame.
The blonde girl didn't look at her husband. She just poured the ice in the cup into her mouth and chewed loudly. Then, as if the ice had reached her head, she pinched her nose and pretended to have a headache.
While Allen and his family of three were busy in the underground of Hogwarts.
In Diagon Alley, the dazzling sunlight shone on the windows of the shops. Wizards who came and went were passionately discussing Britain's unyielding attitude towards the International Union of Wizards and Wizards and Family Harris's Animagus transformation magic. Even the dazzling array of products could not divert their interest and enthusiasm in discussing the current hot topics happening in Britain. Even the matter of the Mystery Man being defeated in a duel was still fresh in their minds.
The hotly discussed news and current events made the entire British magic community very lively. The media controlled by the pureblood families seemed to be talking about the matter as it was, and Family Harris and the Ministry of Magic did not let it go. The TV stations and print media controlled by Harris were not as low-key as before. They began to debate with each other. The ordinary wizards in the British magic community, who were hawkish or dovish, also began to debate with their friends under such an atmosphere.
All the shops, the items in front of the shops, and the people shopping … Since school was about to start, Diagon Alley was very lively. Partridge's Crucible Shop, Madam Morkin's Robe Specialty Shop, Lir's Bookstore, and other shops that wizards must visit before school started were very popular. Even the remote Ollivander's Wand Shop had a long queue in front of it. Compared to the past, there were more young children entering and leaving the bookstore.
A tall male adept walked out of a shop with a stack of cauldrons taller than himself. He shouted loudly, "We've restocked. Cauldrons made of copper, brass, tin, and silver. Every model. Automatic stirring. Foldable. Quantity is limited. Pre-order now. "
He put down the pots and wiped the sweat off his brow. He shouted at the wizards who were rushing to buy, "Line up … Line up …"
"This year's business is much better than last year. Hogwarts added primary schools and colleges this year. Everyone needs to buy things for the school year." A fat female wizard fanned herself with her sunhat. Her face was red from the heat. "It's really hot. Florin's Ice Cream Shop is out of stock."
"It's all thanks to the Umbrella Group for lowering the price of the magic potion. Previously, dragon liver was priced at seventeen grams per ounce in Slager & Jiggs' pharmacy. Now, it can be bought for only thirteen grams …" Her companion wagged her fingers as she calculated. "And it helped me a lot by allowing me to send the youngest child over … This has freed me from my burden."
"I don't think the owners of those shops will be too happy about it." The fat female wizard shrugged her fat shoulders. "I heard that there's a business district in the Hogwarts expansion plan. The scale is much bigger than Corner Alley … The rent is cheap. We don't have to set up a stall or share a room. But at least we can be neighbors."
At this moment, strong footsteps came from Diagon Alley. The noisy street quieted down. Looking in the direction of the sound, a team of armed Aura wearing H94 uniforms came from the Broken Cauldron Bar. They were led by the director of the Magical Law Enforcement Department, Lunn. Their dragon-leather boots made a neat sound as they strode forward with their heads held high.
The wizards who didn't know what was going on retreated to the sides and gave way to the armed Aura who seemed to be on a mission. They went straight to the snow-white building that stood tall above the surrounding shops. It was the two shiny bronze doors of the Gringotte Wizard Bank.
The Fairy guards in scarlet uniforms immediately put down the Honesty Detector that looked like a slender golden stick in their hands and began to report inside. After the public return of Lord Voldemort, the Gringotte Wizard Bank had strengthened its security measures, including the use of the Honesty Detector to check the people who entered the bank. This was a black magic detector. When the detector moved around people, it could detect hidden charms and magic objects.
After a while, a group of guards made up of Fairies and Wizards rushed out of the Gringotte Gate and blocked the shiny bronze doors of Gringotte.
Lunn asked the Aura to stop behind him and returned a wizard's salute to the Fairy leader. Then he said, "Since we received reliable information that the soul vessel of the mysterious person is in the vault of Gringotte, we have sent a request to Gringotte. Gringotte has not responded to our request directly, so now we, the Magical Law Enforcement Department, have come here."
As he spoke, Lunn handed a letter of assistance that was actually written by himself to the fairy tab at the front. The magic seal of the Ministry of Magic shone brightly in the sun.
However, the Fairies did not even look at it. One of them directly handed the letter back.
The Fairy leader bowed to Lunn and apologized, "Director Harry, it's not that Gringotte doesn't want to cooperate with the Ministry of Magic, but we have to ensure the safety of our client's property. No matter who it is, even if it's us, we can never take away anything that doesn't belong to Gringotte. Director Harris, you should know that this place has the reputation of being the safest place outside of Hogwarts School of Magic."
"The soul vessel of the mysterious person is no longer a personal property. It's related to the safety of the entire magic world," Lunn said sincerely, but he handed the letter of cooperation to the Fairy leader again. "For the peace and tranquility of the entire magic world, I hope that Gringotte can cooperate with us."
The Fairy who had just handed the letter of cooperation back sounded a little angry. "Gringotte has always been an independent existence. It's not under the control of the Ministry of Magic. Director Harris, you have no right to investigate here."
"The Gringotte Wizard Bank can store anything of great value. We Fairies will protect their wealth at all costs. We are the ideal guardians of great wealth in the magic world. It's against the rules if we reveal the secrets of Gringotte ourselves, and other fairies will see it as betrayal. The Fairy who handed the letter of cooperation back sounded a little angry. "When it comes to gold and treasure, wizards can't be trusted, and wizards don't respect the ownership of fairies. You still owe us something."
"Shut up, Fairy!" The Fairy leader scolded the Fairy leader, but when he looked at Lunn, he said in a gentle but firm tone, "This bank has been run by fairies for centuries. Director Harris, please understand. We can't destroy the reputation we've built up for the sake of the mysterious person."
The Apex
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