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Chapter 1429

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After Harris and the others left the floating city, they took the floating ship to Crete.

The sorcerer in charge of reception from the Greek Ministry of Magic came over to greet them. He was quite old and knowledgeable. He was dressed in the style of the local sorcerers. The hem of his short skirt was decorated, and his belt was also very decorative. He wore a necklace on his chest and a pair of cool leather shoes on his feet.

The local wizard, Stefanos Miltesakakis, introduced himself, and the others were surprised to learn that he was once the director of the Greek Ministry of Magic. He hugged Owen warmly for a while and then began to be their tour guide. Apparently, the former director was extra careful and humble because Allen had burned down an American city in the name of the president.

On Crete, dilapidated walls and pale yellow bricks could be seen everywhere. These bricks had no immunity to the growth of weeds and wildflowers. It seemed that there was life in every crack of the bricks. Although Hermione and Lunn had already introduced the background of the world's most famous maze to them, Harris and the others were still fascinated when they saw the maze in front of them. They were especially fascinated by the magic area that was open to wizards.

"This is the ruins of the Palace of Knossos. It's a grand maze that the ancient sorcerers started to build around 1,900 BC …" Miltesakakis' whiskers curled up as he introduced the maze to Harris and the others. "This is one of the most famous landmarks on Crete. The 'Minos Bull' originated from here. Although the minotaur was killed after showing its face at the end of the maze and was not very powerful, it was famous even in the Muggle World because of its ability to not get lost in the maze."

"I remember Allen, you summoned one to lead the way when you were in the Goblet of Fire." Morgan-le-Feiil recalled her son's competition a few years ago. "But that one seemed to be pushing its way through …"

"If it were somewhere else, whether it was because of Quidditch or something else, Allen's fans would have come up and asked for his autograph. When the floating city first accepted the refugees, their enthusiasm was overwhelming." Hermione hugged Delphi tightly in her arms and looked around worriedly. "The potion leak in Raccoon City has made Allen less popular than before …"

Most of the adepts around him only waved and greeted him from afar. They didn't swarm him like they usually did.

"Even Miss Know-It-All can't understand something? Didn't you notice that these tourists are all officials from the Greek Ministry of Magic? They don't even have children. How unprofessional. " Penello glanced at Hermione proudly. As an Aura, she was keenly aware of the suspicious points.

With this reminder, Hermione understood. Although Harris told them not to trouble themselves when they contacted the Greek Ministry of Magic, the Greek Ministry of Magic still treated them with a high standard and cleared the area. Except for the absence of the Muggle, the tourists were all staff members from the Greek Ministry of Magic.

Although she was a little annoyed, Hermione also noticed Penelope's current situation. The witch seemed to be very nervous. Her two arms were wrapped around the child named Friday in her arms. She was carefully protecting the child, as if she was not holding a child in her arms, but something fragile. This posture made her very tired.

Hermione, who was already quite familiar with this posture, confidently stuck out Delphi's belly. She was about to turn her head to see if Allen had noticed this, but she noticed that the wizard's posture was even more inappropriate. On the other hand, Luna, who was a mother of three, was even more exhausted. She was leaning on Daisy, who was scolding but soft-hearted. No wonder they did not talk much along the way.

"Why don't you rebuild it and restore it to its former glory?" Emily, on the other hand, was the one who really integrated into the tour. Behind her was the Wolf Mother's daughter, who had been quiet all the time. She asked Miltesakakis a lot of questions along the way. "Are these destroyed buildings preserved for the sake of remembering history?"

"No. In fact, it's mainly to maintain the residual traces of magical fluctuations. We still don't understand the ways of the ancient sorcerers. If we act recklessly, we might cause damage to the entire monument …" Alexandros's passionate tone was sincere. "Magical research is always fascinating. If you're interested, I can apply to the ministry and bring you to the core area of the maze hidden by the ministry … Your brother, Allen Harris, is the most powerful and knowledgeable sorcerer in the world. I heard that he's also a silent man from England. Maybe he can understand a thing or two."

Although Stefanos Miltesakakis wanted to please Harris so that Greece could obtain the floating city, he was not too wary of the little girl in front of him. He only thought that she was very cute and adorable. Therefore, he was more than willing to answer Emily's questions.

Especially since Allen and a few of his female companions had children with them. Judging from the number of children they had, some of them were not announced to the public. As a former minister, Stefanos was not stupid enough to ask too many questions just because Allen acted so brazenly in front of him. He even changed his initial plan and did not talk to Allen himself.

"Thank you, Miltesakakis. But today, we're mainly going to visit the scenery of Crete." Owen smiled and politely declined, "If it's possible, we'd like to investigate the venue of the duel while we're at it … You know, as a father, even if my son's strength is not bad, I still hope to understand the situation of the duel venue. If it's not against the rules …"

"Of course, I understand. Don't worry, it's completely in line with the rules. In fact, many contestants have brought their families here to observe for a long time." Miltesakakis narrowed his eyes and praised, "Minister Harris, I have to say that Principal Allen Harris is too outstanding. He's put too much pressure on the other contestants. To be honest, as the organizer, I shouldn't say this. Although it's a mixed duel on the surface, in fact, I think these contestants should withdraw from the duel with dignity like our Greek contestants and look forward to the next duel."

"You flatter me. Although I'll be happy, the process will be a little boring …" Owen chuckled. He understood in his heart that those who were willing to continue to participate in the competition in such a way that people with discerning eyes could tell at a glance that they wanted to band together to fight against Allen, other than a few duel enthusiasts who wanted to see the most powerful wizard in the world, most of them had given up their personal glory and wanted to tell the magic world that no matter how powerful Allen Harris was, he would not be able to withstand the human wave tactic. They wanted to bring the necessary confidence to those who resisted Harris.

"Actually, the venue is near the maze. Minister Harris, you should know that there are many protection spells cast around the magic scenic spots. It might help the Ministry of Magic save some money …" Miltesakakis joked and led them through a long corridor in the sea.

The seawater above the tunnel was cast with a spell so it was extremely clear, allowing the sunlight from the sky to shine through the water and illuminate the surroundings. The journey became part of the scenic spot because of the merpeople's singing.

As the origin of the merpeople in the magic world, the warm-water merpeople in Greece looked as beautiful and charming as the paintings in the painted windows of Hogwarts. They were not as ugly as the Scottish subspecies Selkie in the Black Lake or the Irish Melo. Of course, the three male wizards, Owen, Albert, and Allen, were blocked by the witches around them because of this. They were not allowed to look too much even though the merpeople here were actually wearing some shells.

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