In an instant, the small area fell silent.
Alji's eyes were wide open, and his mouth was wide open. He blurted out, "Why?"
"He mentioned his resignation when the floating city first took off," McMillan probed after the initial shock. "Does this have anything to do with Harris?"
"People get tired when they get older …" Dumbledore stretched his body, then turned his head to look at the empty space. "I think that if I hadn't been fired by them and continued to be in his position, I wouldn't be any better than him …"
Old Madam Longbottom began to understand. She loosened her fox scarf and said, "The floating city has neutralized all the sanctions against our country. Those countries have frequently raised strong protests against our actions against the International Union of Wizards and Wizards. But Mr. Lunn Harris and his people are very good at exploiting the loopholes of the law …"
Amelia nodded in agreement. She adjusted her monocle, showing a slight indentation under her eyes. "The situation he's facing is indeed not easy. Now, the floating city and Muggle's transactions have become more frequent. In fact, these transactions are actually exploiting the loopholes of the Secret Act, creating a lot of controversial issues."
McMillan clenched his hand into a fist and rested his chin on it. He put himself in Babagid's shoes and then understood the predicament and pressure he was facing. "But in fact, after these few operations in England, Babagid of course knows that he can't afford to offend England and Harris, but he can't be indifferent to the protests of those countries. It's too difficult for Babagid to be in the middle … The pressure he's facing is not something an ordinary wizard can handle, so it's understandable that he wants to resign and stay away from trouble."
"Now, there are well-informed people who intend to reinstate Abusi as the president of the International Union of Wizards and Wizards." Grindelwald's exotic voice suddenly sounded as if he had been standing beside them all along. "Oh, I'm sorry for the abrupt voice. I just brought Mr. Dursley and Harry to my old friends to take care of, then I came over … But you were too engrossed in your conversation and didn't notice me."
"Gellert, you don't have to say what I didn't agree to … These countries just want to use what little prestige I have left. They just want to get me out, because I'm nominally in conflict with Harris, to prevent Harris from fighting for the position." Dumbledore's blue eyes glared at Grindelwald through his crescent-shaped glasses, then his gaze fell on the black staff in Grindelwald's hand. The staff still had some magical waves. "This staff's effect is better than I expected. I only noticed you in the middle of the conversation...."
The pure-bloods present looked at Grindelwald and his staff with fear in their eyes. Although they weren't proficient in combat, they were still confident in themselves compared to normal wizards. But now, they didn't even react after being touched for so long.
"Even if you don't agree, they will find someone else." Grindelwald's eyes swept across the pure-bloods. "But it seems that because of the Review Committee, you all are considered as people who can't be roped in."
"They're overthinking it." Algie seemed to feel that he was being underestimated. "Harris already has a deep conflict with other countries. Allen Harris is not Dumbledore. He can't possibly gain the support of these countries … Also, didn't Harris say that he wasn't interested in the position? Ouch … Sorry …"
Madam Longbottom kicked the family's blabbermouth to shut him up. In fact, if she hadn't failed her magic class, she would have cast a spell to make his tongue stick to the roof of his mouth.
Amelia asked tentatively, "Abusi, is this because of the Harris family's actions?"
McMillan's eyes flashed. Everyone knew that the British Magic Circle was isolated, but since someone came to look for Dumbledore, it meant that things weren't as simple as the Longbottom family's blabbermouth thought.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please allow me to interrupt you. This is actually a problem that Harris will solve himself … As long as you don't become hot-headed and listen to some bad news, I believe your families won't be affected by it … Maintaining the status quo is the best choice …" Under the sunlight, Grindelwald's short white hair and the well-trimmed beard on his face shone slightly. "Also, I have to remind all of you that we are not gathered here today for this … The celebration is about to begin."
In the Ravenclaw Shrine, Helena and her female choir sang a holy song. The ethereal voice attracted the attention of all the guests. People stopped talking and returned to their seats, looking at the stage in front of them with the statue of the goddess.
Harris' family also stepped on the red carpet. They were all dressed up, and even the two little ones were wearing small wizard robes. A month passed quickly for the two new lives who only ate and slept. The two little ones also changed a lot. Their skin became brighter and whiter, their eyes became brighter, and they could communicate with people through their eyes. Their soft, light blonde hair became more lustrous, and even the shape of their heads became rounder and rounder.
The scene burst into applause.
A hat as a cover. The scene in front of them was very warm. Madam Longbottom's expression was serious, and her eyes were shining. Tonks clapped with all his might, and Lupin put his hand on his wife's belly, his eyes filled with tenderness. Even Alji, who was dissatisfied with Allen, applauded the two new lives as a blessing.
A sweet voice with a sense of presence was particularly eye-catching among the many blessings.
"How touching. People in the magic world will be happy to know that Family Harris has two more excellent little wizards. With Family Harris' upbringing, I believe that they will be more effective in helping the British magic world to glory in the future." This was Dolores Umrich's highly recognizable voice. She said coquettishly, a fake smile on her flabby face, and her wide mouth opened even wider. However, one side of her short curly hair was full of blue bows. These bows swayed as she clapped hard. On her lap was a small blue bag with a howling wolf doll.
This lady, who was not very likable, was a former senior investigator of the Ministry of Magic and the former headmaster of Hogwarts. At this time, she was wearing an ancient magic robe that represented an umbrella, and there was a black wand beside her. Although she could not focus the wand at her level, she deliberately found a way to get one to keep up appearances.
Her younger brother, Alex Cracknell, who took his mother's surname, had also changed his surname back to Umbridge. He sat beside his sister with a grin on his face, clapping his hands vigorously. Previously, he was not allowed to come out as he pleased to save face. Now, he was wearing a wizard's costume, even though it was still a long time before his turn to become a wizard.
After this ordinary Muggle met his wizard sister, he was brought into a magical world. Regardless of the matter of appearances, Umrich, who had regained her family, used all the love she could not express to her brother. This fatty, who was more accurately a mute, now had almost no height or width. As the food in the umbrella was always good, some people even thought that part of it was due to Hermione Granger.
The werewolves who came with Umrich were very embarrassed. They felt that if there was a hole in the ground, they would jump into it willingly. Forget about Umrich's sweet, girlish voice, this kind of blatant flattery made them feel very awkward.
However, due to historical reasons, the werewolves were discriminated against and ostracized by the wizards. This made it difficult for them to take the initiative to seek benefits from the wizards. Umrich, who had successfully introduced the anti-werewolf law, had now undoubtedly succeeded in turning herself into a werewolf advocate. With her efforts, she had won more benefits and fairness for the werewolves that they had not dared to dream of before. For this reason, the werewolves, who had long been used to tolerating her harmless shortcomings, chose to tolerate it.
At this time, the ceremony on the stage had progressed. Katherine held out two replicas of Ravenclaw's crown. She came to Owen and Morgan-le-Feil, who were holding a baby respectively.
The priestess held the crown with both hands and wore it symbolically as if she was crowning a king. Then, she dipped a raven's tail feather into an open porcelain bottle, shook off the feather, and splashed the holy water on the two babies. At the same time, she spoke with conviction, "Holy Goddess Ravenclaw, I beg you to bless these two babies with wisdom. May they be blessed with good fortune and wealth for the rest of their lives. May they live according to God's will and be blessed by God …"
Owen's eyes were fixed on the two babies in his and his wife's arms. His expression was like a big Newfoundland dog looking at a pair of kittens benevolently. Morgan-le-Feil smiled at the two chubby babies, but she was a little worried about the holy water on their faces. She was worried that they might catch a cold. Her youngest son and daughter-in-law had copied Muggle's religious ceremony at the last minute.
Katherine did not notice Morgan-le-Feil's gaze. She smeared some holy water on the two babies' foreheads. The sudden chill made them sneeze uncontrollably. Katherine Bell then picked up the two babies lovingly, walked to the front of the stage, and held them high above her head. The two cute babies put their little fists into their mouths at the same time.
"Their names are Bridget and Frigga. May Goddess Ravenclaw bless them." Katie spread her arms upward, and the statue emitted a burst of light that sprinkled over the two of them, coating them with a layer of soft blue-silver light.
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