Nancy was a little timid at first, but when she heard Allen's tone and remembered what he said before, she mustered up her courage and said, "Dear sir, I've seen the mysterious man you're talking about. I'm willing to contribute my memory and tell you everything I've seen and heard."
Hearing that they were going to deal with the master of all the demons, Nancy felt that it was useless to beg them to save Patricia. They did not care about the lives of the Muggle and Lockhart, but they cared more about the mysterious man. She sensed that this was an opportunity. If they defeated the mysterious man, Patricia and the others would naturally be rescued. Although the young man in front of her seemed to be underage, she could only treat Allen as her last hope at this time.
The middle-aged man, Aura, quickly poured another cup of tea and handed it to Allen with a flattering smile.
Allen took the teacup and smiled at the middle-aged Aura to express his gratitude. When the middle-aged man was a little flattered, he looked at Nancy and said, "Madam, it's great that you're willing to cooperate, but please calm down first. This will help you organize your thoughts and make it easier for us to carry out the rescue. I happen to have a few pieces of cake here, fill your stomach first."
After Allen handed over the cake he bought, she thanked him inarticulately and began to swallow. Nancy, who was teleported to Scotland, rushed to London on her own. She did not dare to ask the police for help because she was afraid of being treated as a stowaway. She was afraid that she would be sent back to her country directly. So, even though she ate some food brought by Lockhart before she fled, she was penniless and had not eaten anything for a long time. She did get some help in Scotland, but since she came to England, she fully experienced the indifference and pretentiousness of the English people and the English Aura. So, Nancy thought that even if she made any request now, it would not be taken seriously by the other party. It was better to be obedient and get a good impression to help her achieve her goal. Besides, her life of imprisonment and escape made her really need the cake in front of her.
"Anka, stop messing around. Didn't you already eat your share? I promise I'll buy you another one when I go back … Stop messing around … "Allen, on the other hand, was forced to stroke Anka who was throwing a tantrum when she saw Allen giving away the cake to someone else. Then, he remembered the characteristics of a phoenix and tried to convey his thoughts to her." Anka, I'll buy you two for every song you sing. "
The Phoenix on Allen's shoulder began to sing a moving ballad in a way that no one had ever heard before. Nancy felt that the elegy was in her mind, not in reality. It was as if this creature had used the sadness in Nancy's mind to turn it into an elegy that echoed in the Aura's office. This not only allowed Nancy to release her fear, but also brought courage to the Aura present.
Looking at the woman in front of him who had gone through hardships, covered her mouth with her hand, swallowed her tears, and widened her eyes, Allen had some sympathy for Nancy in his heart. But even though it was a pity, he did not intend to rely on his power to prevent the recall team of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters from erasing her memory.
For Allen, Nancy was just a Muggle that he had spent a few hours with and took a risk once. He did not intend to break the confidentiality law for her. If he did, those pureblood families who were thinking of ways to resist would use it to create some trouble for him. Although the reason why Allen had the idea of breaking the confidentiality law was not unrelated to his experience in Egypt.
Allen did not really intend to remove the Sword of Damocles hanging over the heads of the Lord Voldemort at this critical time. This would make the other wizards focus their attention on him and see him, the dragon-slaying Warriors, as the new evil dragon. When Dumbledore dealt with the first generation and before the wizarding world learned about the return of the Unknowns, all kinds of negative information about him would be exposed.
But because of his dislike of the confidentiality law and the experience of going on adventures together, Allen decided to help her as much as possible. In fact, when Allen talked to her, he had already taken her mind. After all, for someone like Allen who had many teleportation methods and the Phoenix's Anca, it was not difficult to at least bring her daughter back and let the mother and daughter reunite. After that, he would let the Ministry of Magic erase their memories, as long as they were still alive.
As for the 'bargaining chips' that he did not know and should have been taken away by Bair, as well as the other victims who might be involved in the war between the wizards in the future, Allen could only express his regret and helplessness. This was for the greater good.
Compared to when he was younger, whether it was because of the increase in his strength or because of the influence of magic or other things, Allen's attitude towards the average Muggle was now a little cold. This was not because he had become a dark wizard who liked to take the lives of others for fun. He still wanted to reform the education system and break the confidentiality law. He also wanted the wizarding world and most people to live a better life. But subconsciously, deep in his heart, he had begun to treat them as his own kind.
In fact, it was similar to the situation when the Greatest Light Wizard became the Greatest Light Wizard. He had shifted his focus to the bigger picture. But unlike the Greatest Light Wizard who was a Gryffindor, Allen who was a Ravenclaw was more prone to compromise with reality, especially when it came to achieving his goals.
Allen himself did not have much desire for power and glory, but having power and glory was useful to his goals, so he let himself and his family obtain it and let them control it for him. Dumbledore did not care about the feelings of others, but he did not care about it because he thought it was useful to his goals. So when he felt that the feelings of others were an obstacle to him, just like these traditional pure-blood families. They were not bad people, but Allen's choice did not care about their feelings at all.
"Since this lady has agreed, please allow me to talk to her alone. A more relaxed environment will help me extract her mind. We can't miss out on any information about the mysterious person. This may help us defeat Tom Liddell." Allen pretended to ponder and said, "You know that I've been a little busy recently and don't have much time. But if we simply extract her memory, it's inevitable that the information will be incomplete. I think it's best to provide a temporary accommodation for this tortured lady to let her recover. This will also allow us to obtain useful information in detail."
Hearing Allen call the mysterious person by her real name, the middle-aged man in Aura shuddered. He carefully worded his words and racked his brain for a reply. Just then, Rufus Scrimgeour's tough voice came from the door. "Where's the female Muggle?"
"Professor Allen Harris, what brings you to Aura's office today?" The director of Aura's office of the Ministry of Magic saw Allen as soon as he came in. Then, he glanced at the ragged Nancy and asked his subordinate directly, "Is that her?"
"I've nothing to do and came to see Albert." Allen took a sip of tea and replied, "This lady's matter is related to the mysterious person. I think it's necessary for me to investigate it clearly."
Scrimgeour strode in and sat in the chair opposite Allen. "Professor Harris of the Department of Mysterious Affairs doesn't have to worry about it. This is Aura's matter. I think we can investigate it clearly."
Allen thought of the timid words of the patrolling Aura before he came in and laughed in his heart. He just stretched out his hand and made a "please go ahead" gesture, but he had no intention of leaving. Scrimgeour looked at him but didn't say anything.
The middle-aged man in Aura hurriedly served a cup of hot tea to his superior. Scrimgeour was an upright man and never smiled at his subordinates. He was very experienced. Since he started working, he had devoted himself to dealing with black wizards. His upright style made his subordinate, Aura, unavoidably a little more careful when facing him.
"I heard that you want to suggest that I directly transfer the female Muggle to the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters to erase her memory. Her encounter obviously involves important secrets of the mysterious person. Such a big matter, how can it be solved so simply and crudely? If you think it's too troublesome, why don't you go home and plant potatoes instead of being Aura? " Scrimgeour slammed the teacup on the table and reprimanded the middle-aged man so much that he didn't dare to raise his head. Scrimgeour had spies in the patrolling Aura. Although he was not dissatisfied with his subordinate's thoughts, today's somewhat embarrassing words were heard by an outsider, especially by Harris, which made him a little angry.
The middle-aged man in Aura wanted to divert Scrimgeour's attention and quickly reported Allen's request.
After listening, Scrimgeour snorted and said, "Professor Harris, don't forget that you're a Mute. This matter has nothing to do with the Department of Mysterious Affairs. We can't control you, but this is not a place where you can intervene. This matter should be handled by Aura. We'll extract useful information, erase her memory, and then send this lady home. "
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