Penello's target was not them. When she found her father's position, she went straight to the bar counter.
"Miss, you've scared all my customers away." Aberforth complained vaguely about Penello. His shriveled cheeks and gray hair made him look a little gloomy.
"If you complain again, I won't just scare them away next time." Penello raised her eyebrows and ignored him. She stood beside Mr. Krivat and saw his father's puffy left cheek and constipated expression. Although she saw that Lunn was also there, she realized that his attention was not on them. Lovgood was completely ignored by the female Aura.
She began to worry that her father, a Muggle, was being teased by the unlikeable owner of the bar. She asked, "Father, what are you eating?"
"Uh … Wait, Penello." Mr. Krivat said vaguely, hesitating to spit out what he thought was a wizard's candy in his mouth.
"Miss Krivat, I know you're an excellent Aura!" Aberforth leaned his upper body forward on the table and pushed the photo in his hand forward. Facing Penello's cold face, he did not cower like the other wizards in the bar. Instead, he leaned closer and complained, "Your Aura colleagues are too much. Last year, my Anna went missing. I went to the patrolling Aura to protect the case, but no one cared about me … Thinking about it, I used to hold her hand and go shopping. Maybe I neglected her too much, so she left me … I just lost her … "
"What? You're saying that someone went missing and the Aura patrolling didn't take care of it? " Penello heard this and felt that it might be a chance to attack Scrimgeour. She finally became more serious. "Do you remember when Anna went missing? Is it the one in this photo? "
"Of course I remember! Because it was the day of the Quidditch match between Hogwarts Slytherin and Ravenclaw last year! "Aberforth said angrily.
At this time, Penello flipped open Aberforth's photo with two fingers. The photo was of a goat leisurely grazing on the grass by the Black Lake. Penello screamed like a baby. "What? You lost the goat that Hagrid got?! "
"What? Hagrid killed my Anna?! " Aberforth was shocked. He straightened up and asked, but found that the female Aura, who was known for being tough and dangerous, was retching.
Lunn, who was still fighting with Muggle, also realized that something was wrong. As the director of the Magical Law Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic, he knew a lot of criminal records. This gave him a flash of inspiration, and he recalled Aberforth's criminal record and information like a slide show.
Around 1982, Aberforth was sued by Wesengamer for "casting improper magic on a goat." The case was widely reported in the newspapers. Even Albert thought that Aberforth was a strange guy because he had a strange fondness for goats. Aberforth's favorite story from "The Tales of Beedle the Poet" was "The Dirty Goat Crump." When Aberforth was young, he was very "willful" and would throw goat dung at his neighbor's head.
Recalling this information and seeing Penello's reaction, Lunn recalled the memorable mutton soup that Penello brought back from Hagrid's house that day to Harris' house. For a moment, he couldn't suppress his churning stomach. He vomited out the food in his mouth.
"I understand now! You're all idiots who listened to Rita's rumors again! " Abforth's face flushed red, and he shouted angrily, "I did cast a spell on Anna II! But it only curled her horns and made her look cleaner! I don't understand why I'm being sued! And now you're eating my Anna III?! "
"It's useless to indulge in goats and forget about real life … Cough …" Before Xenophilus could finish his sentence, he put his hand into his mouth and started pulling. The small piece of milk grew bigger and bigger. A human face was pulled out of his mouth. Xenophilus pulled the two sides of the face so everyone could see it more clearly. The TV station director, who was known for his insanity, finally showed a frightened but elegant smile. "Cough cough … Flipper, although the candy you gave us is tasteless, I didn't expect Muggle to be so hardcore in this aspect … Is this face also made of goat intestines?"
The thing that Lunn had just vomited turned into something that looked like a human face and spread out on the table. Lunn was caught off guard, and the pale face scared him so much that he burped.
"Dad, why did you give them Mother's compression mask?" Penelope saw the brand on the wrapping paper while she was retching. She was even more confused. She glared at Xenophilus. Her father shouldn't have spent too much time with the crazy girl's father. She was just a little absent-minded and let them stay for half a day. Her father, who was so serious and fastidious, became so abnormal.
"What …" Mr. Krivat was shocked, but he could not speak clearly because of the thing in his mouth, so he also pulled out a human face. He was so frightened that he felt the hair on his face stand up. "Penello, isn't this milk made by your wizards?"
Three days later, in the afternoon of the third day. Unlike the situation where the adept media was bombarded with all sorts of news and arguments, the crowds strolling along the winding streets of Diagon Alley were much smaller than before. Although the display windows of these adept shops were still filled with a dazzling array of goods, the employees were much more relaxed than before.
The appearance of the commercial street in the floating city of Hogwarts had attracted a large number of customers, and it was not the start of the school season. In fact, the business in Diagon Alley would not improve much during the new school season, but the owners and employees of these shops were still calm when it came to answering questions.
After all, apart from some pureblood clans who had fought Harris too openly and were unable to rent shops on the floating city, most shops had already opened branches in the sky that were much larger than their main stores. Only those who were forced to stay were filled with anxiety and anger, even pasting signs outside their shops to protest against the umbrella.
At this time, the clerk of the Quidditch Boutique was sitting on the steps, slowly maintaining a Firebolt Supreme. This was a world-class flying broom that was launched after the Firebolt Supreme. It represented the highest level of craftsmanship at the moment. Like the Firebolt Supreme, the broom handle was refined from ash wood. It was streamlined and exquisite, and it was polished with a diamond-hard polishing agent. Every broom branch at the end of the Firebolt Supreme was carefully selected to make it streamlined to perfection, so it was unparalleled in terms of balance and precision.
In appearance, however, it was not much different from the Ballista Bolt, except that the Ballista Bolt could accelerate to 150 miles per hour in ten seconds, while the Ballista Pride Bolt increased its speed to 170 miles per hour on top of that. This also led to the fact that, despite the charm of the Ballista Bolt for so long, the Ballista Bolt was too dangerous for non-professionals to operate, but it was indeed the new Quidditch Bolt of choice that any professional Quidditch player could only dream of.
The shop assistant seemed a little reluctant to part with the broom in his hand. After the new broom was maintained until it was shiny, it would be moved to the branch on the floating city, and he would be left on the ground as an employee in Diagon Alley. But this flying broom shop's salary was based on a base salary plus commission, which made the shop assistant feel that he had no future. He could no longer get a sizable commission from time to time to go drinking at the Broken Cauldron Bar. (Author's Note: In the official expansion setting, the Bulgarian Quidditch national team used this broom in the 2014 World Cup Quidditch, but the specific development and production time was not given.)
Business in Diagon Alley was not bad at all. Colorful fonts rolled on the window of the shop. Gidro Lockhart's "Breaking with the Death Eaters" and Rita's "Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone" series were not to be missed.
In the portraits and posters in the bookstore window, Gidro Lockhart was smiling and winking in unison until the sound of footsteps that hadn't been heard in Diagon Alley for a long time came from the end of the corridor outside. This caused the Lockhart in the portraits to break the tacit understanding with the Lockhart in the posters. They began to turn their heads in an attempt to see what was happening.
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