Chapter 1140?? Nagging

In the Bock family mansion, in the unusually imposing living room of this manor, Herbert Bock was sitting in a wheelchair facing the fireplace, welcoming the arrival of these pure-blood wizards—through the live TV broadcast, he already knew what happened , after the pure-blood wizards who went to the Wizard Bank left Harris Bank collectively, they will start a new gathering here.

"Master...Alan Harris just now..." Alfred lowered his head, but he didn't dare to lower his voice lest Herbert couldn't hear clearly.

Herbert raised his loose-skinned hand, and Alfred stopped talking immediately, and the old voice sounded: "I have seen the process of your negotiation, just as I predicted before, I told you They won't compromise like this so easily... So we must carry out the collective closure plan we agreed on as soon as possible, otherwise in the magic world, our status and interests will be violated... The Bocks are willing to set an example first and will overthrow The shops in Lane and Hogsmeade are closed."

The room was silent, and some pure-blood wizards from small families looked down at the red brick floor in embarrassment. They thought they were threatening Harris and the Ministry of Magic by suspending business, but they didn't expect it to actually be implemented.

"This...Mr. Bork, as the most powerful family among us... the Bork family can take the lead as an example, and it is the leader among us. It's just..." Annette Poppin touched his turquoise ring, thinking Embarrassed, she said with cautious words, "Close all the shops like this...compared to the effect that can be obtained, this does not seem to be cost-effective. Maybe we should discuss some more effective methods? Didn't Harris also provoke those goblins today? ? Maybe we can get in touch with them first?"

Alfred on the side, considering the recent situation of the Popin family, understands her thoughts. Under the umbrella run of the Harris family's fortune in pharmaceuticals, the Bobin family, which mainly deals in potions, is among all of you present. It was the first to be impacted and also the most affected-if this family that is about to decline completely shuts down the business, then the small number of orders in their hands that rely on previously signed contracts and favors to maintain may not be able to keep.

With Bobin taking the lead, other pure-blood families whose families were no longer as good as the ancient ones also expressed difficulties in closing their businesses.

"The matter has come to this, we have no way out, and you have seen the attitude of Harris and the others..." Ben Burst said angrily, his fleshy jaw trembling with the movement of his arms, "Mr. Bork At the beginning, I planned to close the store directly without giving Harris time to react, but you wanted to threaten first, and stop having illusions, we have already lost our way out."

"Ben, you have to understand... I think that in addition to closing down the business, our leading families also need to give some appropriate extra help to our allies... For example, the issue of liquidated damages for signed contracts after closing down the business..." Herbert's fingers were on his The wheelchair handle bounced and made a little concession, and the people who were not inconvenient made the room finally quiet again. Only the sound of the desk clock on the shelf next to the fireplace was heard, "The situation is now very clear. Well, after the Floating Void City, Harris no longer intends to hide it, he not only wants to replace the old British forces...his ambition is not only that..."

The old voice was very gentle, and the wizards in the living room listened quietly.

"Alfred, make a business closure plan, let ordinary people understand that this war is not irrelevant... In addition, let Bojin strengthen his support for the mysterious person, and don't stop funding him just because he failed. It's a good thing for us, it can help the half-blood demon king clear his mind, and he needs us if he wants to defeat Harris..." Herbert asked the butler with some difficulty,

"So what Miss Poppin said about the goblins is right...Go to contact these short things, they want Harris to be unlucky more than us...These goblins will not really dare to launch a violent rebellion, they are smart and can judge The comparison of each other's power...At least they won't before seeing the possibility of winning..." He seemed to have exhausted too much energy, leaning back on his chair, "But whether it's domestic or foreign, these guys control most of the wizarding world. Economy, we temporarily shut down the business and want to cause trouble for Harris in the economy, and their cooperation will get twice the result with half the effort..."

"Master, it's time for you to rest..." Alfred walked up to Herbert, pushed his wheelchair and left the meeting room after obtaining the other party's approval, and he didn't come to his master's ear until he walked out of this small hall Said: "Master, the radical wizarding organization that is growing rapidly in the United States... is the organization of young wizards who are also very dissatisfied with the rise of Britain and Harris. Some time ago, they have been trying to contact us. At that time, I found that they sent us another invitation after watching today's live broadcast... It seems that there are some plans to seek our support, and they revealed that they seem to want to use this year's duel competition..."

Herbert Bork sat on the wheelchair, his eyes flashed, and he could no longer see the fatigue just now. He sat up straight, tapped the armrest of the wheelchair with his fingers for a while, did not speak, but nodded his chin to his housekeeper .

At this time, Harris Lake Manor was different from the undercurrent of the wizarding world caused by the announcement of the establishment of the Harris Bank. The tension and heated discussions were completely absent here—except for the confrontation between the mother and daughter of Harris.

In the living room, Emily was nestled on the sofa with a light green blanket on her body, and on the coffee table in front of her was a cup of steaming medicine, and Morgan Le Fay was sitting beside her, a little Helplessly watching her daughter with a bitter face, she resolutely refused to take the medicine.

"Mom, this medicine is too bad to drink! After drinking it, my ears still smoke for a long time. Anyway, my illness is not serious... I really don't want to take medicine... and Alan is already making delicious food for me, I You'll be fine after eating, and you don't need to take medicine." Emily pouted, the sick little girl was much more self-willed than before.

"Emily, if you don't want to drink potions, why don't you try Muggle medicine? It's just that you swallow the small pills with water and you can't taste anything..." Hermione said, staring at the situation here, and then she Looking at Morgan Le Fay's big belly again, his mouth moved and stopped for a moment, and finally opened again, "Morgan Le Fay, although we have taken potions to strengthen our physique, since Emily can catch a cold... you It's best to be careful right now, we don't know if this cold is contagious..."

Emily, who didn't take the Muggle Studies class, didn't know much about Muggle medical technology, she quickly shook her head in fear; and Morgan Le Fay's expression was a little surprised for a while, and she couldn't think of how to deal with this kind of situation for the time being. Nagging concern to reply, she has not been nagged for many years, usually she is better at nagging others...

"Hermione, you are more mother than my mother..." Daisy, who watched her mother being scolded, couldn't help but feel a little funny, but still felt a little unbearable for Hermione's attention, "Hermione, you are more mother than my mother Mom... You should learn from Penello to see if Alan will poison us... I have lived for so long but I have never seen him cook a meal... It is not easy for me to live so long... Help me to watch..."

Speaking of which, Daisy pointed to Hermione and looked in the direction of the kitchen where the sound of water flowing and chopping vegetables was heard from time to time, while Penello was originally sitting on the sofa on the other side of the kitchen, and at this time, the person had moved outside the kitchen door ——Of course, her attention followed Allen into the kitchen at the beginning, instead of focusing on Emily or the programs on the TV like everyone else.

"Penello! Allen said he doesn't want our help, he plans to do it himself this time..." Hermione looked at Penello and reminded solemnly.

But this seems to have given Penello enough reason instead, she raised her red lips and glanced at Hermione proudly, "Alan bought too many vegetables, it's okay for me to fight, didn't he call Maggie Did you go in?"

After finishing speaking, Penello tucked his hair behind his ears, rolled up his sleeves and reached out to the wooden kitchen door with delicate reliefs.

Hermione's front teeth had already shrunk to normal size and still retained the habit of her childhood. She bit her lip. Her own cooking skills were not good enough, so she could only watch the other party enter the kitchen with a smile on her face. .