Chapter 1156 ? What Is Needed Is Not Speech but Action

"Hmph, the minister and the others will definitely take care of this matter. I think these people are so anxious because they are instigated by someone behind them..." Dirk Cresswell in the Three Broomsticks looked away, and he planned to continue the conversation for himself. A glass of wine, "Huh? This is..." Creswell looked at the slightly quivering beer in the glass beer glass on the table, and saw the small bubbles rising. He frowned suspiciously and said to his companions, " Earthquake? But we're in the air..."

"Stupid, are you watching Mrs. Rosmerta mixing drinks at the bar again, shaking you?" The wizard beside him laughed and patted him on the shoulder.

"No, the beer is indeed sloshing. What's going on? Also, do you feel...the wind blowing in from the window seems to be getting stronger?" Another companion raised his beer glass and asked suspiciously.

The protests of the protesters outside the bar also turned into exclamations. In the sky far above the floating city, the huge fire dragons of different shapes and colors stopped patrolling and walking, and flew back to the floating city with wings flapping. They circled and descended in an orderly manner around the floating city, disappeared from the vision of the wizards, and returned to the dragon lairs dug in the mountains below the floating city.

Several types of airships previously announced suddenly flashed back in large numbers. They gathered from all directions, and for a while they gathered densely around the floating city. Start docking sequentially.

Suddenly there was a slightly more violent shaking, as if the Floating Void City had just risen at that time, and a few unlucky wine glasses that were placed on the edge of the table by the drinkers fell to the ground crackling, breaking into pieces, and a stable person The drunken wizard who was in stature rolled to the ground unexpectedly.

This small change made the screams of the timid people suddenly rang out, and it also made the atmosphere at the scene even more tense.

After the panic, the wizards chatted and clamored together.

"Did the magic world of other countries launch an attack on the floating city?"

"Could it be that there is something wrong with the floating city, we won't fall down."

"Go to the fireplace! Leave first."

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"What are you panicking?" Dirk Cresswell, the director of the Goblin Liaison Office, said loudly, "The floating city has stabilized... Those floating ships and fire dragons just now... It's not a sudden attack... It's the beginning of the floating city. Moved?"

The wizards in the tavern all came out of the room, poured into the square, and looked up to see what happened. Although they could no longer feel the shaking, walking on the square seemed to be the same as usual, but it was no longer In the sky of dragons and airships,

Those floating clouds moved quickly in one direction.

The wizards who were eager to know what happened were a little impatient. They had already pulled out their brooms and started flying into the sky. The desolate and inhabited land was shrouded by the floating city, reflecting a huge shadow that was quickly moving forward.

Under the passing clouds, the mirror-like black lake shimmered in the sun, and the dark green rolling hills and jungles in the distance passed quickly before their eyes, and they could only see a patch of black. Thick green shadows make it almost impossible to see specific mountains and hills.

"Everyone, don't panic, I'm Alan Harris..." Alan's voice resounded throughout the floating city. The voice from who knows where it came from was very peaceful, just like whispering in everyone's ears, but Every wizard in the Floating Void City can hear clearly, "The shock just now and what everyone feels now... are all due to the fact that the Floating Void City is moving. Please rest assured that all actions in the Floating Void City are under my control Next...everyone is very safe as always." Allen paused for a few seconds to digest, "For specific circumstances, you can go to the commercial square in front of the Ravenclaw Temple, my father Owen Harris will be there in half an hour for everyone To illustrate, of course...Harris TV is reporting right now."

After receiving Allen's explanation, the wizards who understood that there would be no problem with their lives returned to calm, but just like the female boss who was casting the restoration spell and the drunkard who rolled a few times on the ground, many people were Complaints should be notified in advance.

Seeing that many protesting crowds started to go to the commercial square, several tavern customers simply retreated to the Three Broomsticks tavern. They turned up the volume of the TV with their wands, and found that the commercial square in the south of the Black Lake of Hogwarts, In front of the steps of the Ravenclaw Temple, a temporary venue has been set up, and many wizards from Hogwarts Floating City have already rushed over.

About 30 minutes later, in the commercial plaza that was somewhat empty due to planning, under the surveillance of the Hogwarts guards in the outer umbrella, there were already several groups of onlookers who had arrived after receiving the news, anti-Harris Some people from the pure-blood family rushed over to deal with Harris' seemingly counterattack this time.

Owen Harris, wearing the uniform of the Ministry of Magic, arrived at the scene with members of the Ministry of Magic and Aurors who would not normally appear at Hogwarts. Penelope Clearwater also brought his company's subordinates to the venue, but Hogwarts principal Alan Harris did not appear at the scene.

Without any extra opening remarks, Owen stood up directly after picking up his pocket watch to check the time.

"Today, I feel very lucky that the family that Ravenclaw sheltered me came to this land and took root from here... In this island nation suspended from the European mainland, neither my parents nor I have local blood , as many people know from some family magazines, my father is a wizard who followed the first generation of Dark Lord Getler Grindelwald. For a long time, let alone you, even I don’t think I He is a British wizard..." Owen unexpectedly did not announce any news but talked about his life experience, his voice softened a lot, "I am fortunate to study in this Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, I also met my wife in this British magic school, who has devoted all her life to the family, Morgan Le Fay from the Rozier family of the local pure-blood family... Although it is like everyone in many pure-blood families here This is the same as in the case of my family, this is a deliberate arrangement of the family, but luckier than many people, this is also our wish, which makes me recognize my identity... I do not deny my foreign origin, but now I am also a British wizard of…”

"We're not here to hear your love story!"

"Your policies suck the economy! You are using your position to commit a crime!"

The protesters in the crowd who originally wanted to start shouting and protesting after the other party arrived seemed to be going very badly under the aura of the Ministry of Magic and the blessing of the tall and sacred Ravenclaw temple behind them, except for a few bold After shouting, more unemployed people raised their protest signs dryly.

"I saw the signs raised by many people. I understand that since the rise of the floating city and the establishment of our own wizard bank, everyone's life has undergone earth-shaking changes..." Owen gestured directly to the protesting crowd with his hand , "Recall carefully, everyone, what have we in the UK done for the wizarding world in the past few years? We have defeated the mysterious man and his Death Eaters several times. After driving them out of the UK, we even We have the energy to help other countries... We have invented many new magical creations and lowered the prices of many products so that most wizarding families can afford things they could not afford before...Improved the lives of wizards... My son announced Thanks to his magical achievements, Animagus, a mystery with less than ten registered people in the world a few years ago, has become an ordinary transfiguration skill..."

"But now we're out of a job!"

"We can't afford anything now!"

Owen's words obviously did not satisfy the protesters below, and even made them feel angry because of his boasting.

"I understand your anger. In fact, I am also very angry. Our economy has indeed been damaged, and many people's lives are in trouble, but this shouldn't be a problem caused by ourselves, right?" Owen was still very calm. Responding to the voices that interrupted him, he asked, "The Floating Void City and the Nether Energy Core are products that will benefit more people. He will allow every wizard family to live a prosperous life that pure-blood families may not be able to live before. , but now that we have done so much for the wizarding world, what has they given us? Not only has the International Union of Wizards done nothing to uphold the Statute of Secrecy, it has even hindered and hindered our actions to fight the Dark Lord. Criticism... Of course, they did apologize; we lowered the price of many creations for ordinary wizards, but this also offended many pure-blood families who made a living from this profiteering; The Ling Pavilion, however, was hindered because the goblins were concerned about their... business reputation... In other words, the goblins protected the Dark Lord, and we could have avoided the harm he caused by doing evil in Europe..."

"Minister Harris, we are not here to hear your reasons and your great achievements in the past. Now our workshop is forced to close, and we have to eat!" The reasons Owen described are actually very clear to most people, but now they are facing When it comes to the issue of their own survival, there is no need for the instigation of the pure-blood forces hidden in the crowd. These past achievements of Harris are nothing to the unemployed wizards.

"Well, yes...it's no use, is it? You may be wondering why my son, who is a better speaker than myself, is as good at giving cold, calculating speeches as those newspapers describe him, with Why didn’t Allen, the son of the evil voice-over and the owner of Hogwarts Floating City, not appear at the scene...why didn’t he come and give these speeches about politics, order, and power to stir up people’s hearts?” Owen looked at the man who was out of control The owner of the magic workshop, "My son Alan realized at the very beginning that what wizards in Britain need now is not speech, but what they need is action... So now, our action has already begun."