Draco, who was elated by the special treatment, entered the Portal Between Worlds that was opened for him and went to Harris' house. Allen turned to Penello and said, "Penello, do you want us to pay more attention to your Aura duties? Or do you want to be lazy and let your subordinates do it? "
"Of course, I'll go!" Penello licked the corner of his mouth unconsciously and made a chopping motion. "But Lucius's information … Allen, there aren't many pure-blood families that are clean anyway. Why don't we just arrest them all? Also, you may not have heard, but some Italian wizard refugees are crazy. They're protesting for no reason."
Allen looked surprised. "Italians? What are they protesting about? Are they protesting that our * * * tomato sauce is not good? Or that no one makes spaghetti? "
"Those wizard refugees have been brainwashed by the local Muggle religion. They don't like the way the undead walk around on the streets. They think it's blasphemy to the Muggle god … In other words, they want us to stop creating and purifying undead labor." Penello looked a little annoyed and conflicted. "You know, there are many wizards from other places with their own beliefs. We've detected that some refugees have revealed that they want us to build a temple on the floating city to worship their own god other than Madonna."
"I don't care who they believe in at home. They don't want to believe in Luna, but if my floating city can't accommodate a second temple, you can tell their leader. I'm not like some Muggle countries who are obedient to the refugees …" Allen was not as gentle as usual when he heard the question of religion.
"You're so concerned every time we talk about Madonna." Penello looked at Allen's annoyed expression and was a little jealous. "That's why I suggest that you arrest them all."
"Penello, as law enforcers, we have to talk about the rules to convince the ordinary people." Allen shook his head and disagreed. He then began to cast another Portal Between Worlds. "Arresting them all will make the ordinary people panic and make them think that they won't have a good ending if they go against us … Well, although that's true, you can't let it show. Arrest only a few leaders in the families. The parents of the other children will lose more rationality because they want to save their loved ones … As for the refugees, find out who's their leader and who's supporting them behind the scenes. Tell the refugees my philosophy. If they're not satisfied, they can leave and not live on the floating city. I respect their customs and beliefs, but they can't affect the lives of others on the floating city, or else …"
"Okay." Penello shrugged and responded with a tone of disappointment.
Noticing Penello's mood, Allen sighed. "Okay, I'll give you an idea … We can't do it without evidence. That means, we can make sure that we have solid evidence … Bring a few people from the Magical Law Enforcement Department to investigate their businesses and search their homes … The assassination of Tom and Lucius gave us this reason. In this case, if we go overboard, the ordinary people won't be disgusted. Instead, they'll think that we're doing something … Remember, don't go overboard."
After saying that, Allen went into the portal.
Penello jumped and chased after him. "Allen, let me kiss you!"
In the afternoon, in Diagon Alley, as the largest wizard business street in the United Kingdom, only the old shops with unique tastes such as the Broken Cauldron Bar still had some popularity. Generally, shops without personal craftsmanship had shifted their attention to the increasingly prosperous floating city of Hogwarts. The once bustling Diagon Alley was now a scene of desolation and decadence.
The patriarch of the Foley Family was wearing an exquisite dark green adept's robe. He hurriedly came out of the famous adept's tour company's Terror Tour located at No. 59 Diagon Alley and passed through the cobblestone streets.
Hector Foley turned the gemstone ring on his finger uneasily. Just now, he was carrying out a consultation on whether it was more interesting to rent a vampire's castle in Transylvania or take a cruise through the Bermuda Triangle for a trip with his family. Then, he received the news that Nott and Bobin had come to visit his bar in Inverted Alley.
Foley knew in his heart what the other party wanted to do. These people were already anxious after knowing that Malfoy was Harris' spy. However, since the last time in Hogwarts, Sirius used a favor in exchange for the Foley family's support for Harris, the Foley family had always been in a more neutral position.
Now that Harris was basically in the bag, it was not a good idea to meet with them, let alone participate in their fight against Harris. This was also the reason why he wanted to take his family on a trip under such circumstances. He wanted to stay away from this place of trouble.
However, they were relatives, so Foley still planned to meet them and persuade them when they came to his door.
Soon, Foley turned into Inverted Alley, another magic business district in London other than Diagon Alley, not far from Patge's Crucible Shop on the north side of Diagon Alley. Both sides of the street were filled with shops that sold black magic items. In the dark doorway, two shabbily dressed male wizards, who seemed to have the bloodline of female Ghost Nannies, saw him and shrunk their bodies back into the shadows. They stopped smiling maliciously. Foley didn't know these low-level monsters in the Wizard World, but obviously, the people who made a living here knew him.
As soon as he entered the small pub with the signboard of "Siren Bar", he saw Old Nott and Bobin sitting on the sofa in the corner of Foley's Bar. This place was much more luxurious than it looked from outside Inverted Alley. There was enough distance between each seat, and there was also a luxurious enchantment so that the sound inside could not be transmitted out while the sound outside could be transmitted in normally. The actual customers of this bar were mostly businessmen and customers in Inverted Alley. They liked to drink and listen to music while talking about some business that did not require too much secrecy.
A few Siren harpies were squatting on a perch above the small stage, playing the flute for the only customers in the bar. They did not sing, because for many people, if they heard it at such a close distance, it would become an irresistible and fatal song.
Mr. Foley asked the waitress, who obviously had the bloodline of a harpy and had some feathers on her head, to hang a 'closed' sign outside and closed the door with a bang. He asked without batting an eyelid as if he did not know the purpose of their visit, "Why are the two of you free to come to my place today? I'm sorry I didn't prepare anything outside just now. I've made you wait for so long … "
"We're just here to visit cousin. Why? I heard from your people that you've just gone on a horror tour? Do you want to go on a trip? "Annette Bobin squeezed out a smile as if she was really here to visit a relative.
"I do have such a plan. As you know, the mysterious person has been defeated again recently so it should be safer for me to go out … However, I didn't know about it before but after learning about the Muggle World recently, I realized that our horror tour is really nothing … Our wizard tour company is actually not responsible for any accidental death or injury … Even if you're eaten by the living dead during their 'Face to Face with the Living Dead' tour …" Foley complained. He emphasized the part where Lord Voldemort was defeated and then looked at the old man who looked like a shriveled mantis. "Old Nott, your body looks really strong. The skills of Saint Mungo's group of healers seem to be pretty good."
"The Nott Family has long been ruined but after I became a Death Eater and my son's whereabouts are unknown and my grandson was fooled into going against Harris and was expelled from the Hogwarts, causing the Nott Family to never be able to study there, I have to come out of the sanatorium and move around even if I become a ghost …" The mantis-faced old man's tone was much more direct. "Little Hector, we're all relatives so there's no need for you to be so courteous … You've been rejecting our invitations so I understand that you don't want to risk your family … Even if there's no longer a place for the 28 Families in England in the future … I understand but I think you've heard about the cunning peacocks in the Malfoy. They betrayed us once again … The Blake Family used a favor to change the principal of the Hogwarts. Now, several of our families hope that at this time … We don't ask for you and those neutral branches to support us but since we're all relatives … the 28 Holy Families can no longer have any descendants anymore."
"… Back then when you heard that Allen Harris defeated the mysterious person … Even if he used a cunning trick to time the first time, you shouldn't have gone against them …" Foley sighed and looked at Bobin who had a nervous expression. "Your pharmacy business was squeezed out so you changed your business … To provoke them to this extent just for a little bit of money … Sigh …"
"Cousin, I assure you that Lucius's assassination has nothing to do with me … But the thing in his hands … Harris won't miss this opportunity." Bobin's trembling voice made it clear that he was much more afraid than what he had shown earlier.
"I don't have much weight either … You must have found someone else, right? Who is it? " Foley pressed his hand against his head. The familial friendship of several generations caused him to have no choice but to secretly think about how to protect their family while not offending Harris whom he didn't want to provoke. At the very least, he couldn't be too conspicuous. Finally, he had to think about how to squeeze enough benefits out of these families who stood on the wrong side.
"I don't even want the manufacturing workshop anymore … Cousin, for the sake of your cousin's niece, Melinda … Please help us intercede for them." Bobin was very straightforward. "I also know that there are still gatherings for those families who are unwilling to accept this. However, I don't dare to participate in these things. I don't know the location and time … But if …"
Clang!
Right at this moment, the door of the bar that had been closed was suddenly pushed open by someone.
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