Chapter 1233 ? Horror Journey

When Draco, who was elated because he felt that he was being treated specially, got into the door to another world opened for him and went to Harris' house, Allen turned his head and said to Penello: "Penello, let us pay attention to it in the past few days. Your Auror duties? Or do you want to be lazy and let the people below go?"

"Of course I'll go!" Peneluo unconsciously licked the corner of his mouth, and made a slashing movement, "But Lucius' information... Alan, anyway, there are not many pure-blood families who are clean, so why don't you directly The whole family was arrested, and you may not have heard, some Italian wizard refugees are showing their heads and making some inexplicable protests."

Allen showed surprise on his face: "Italians? What are they protesting? Protesting that our **** ketchup is not good, or that no one makes pasta?"

"The minds of those wizarding refugees have been brainwashed by the local Muggle beliefs. They don't like the sight of undead walking around on the street, and think it's a blasphemy against the Muggle gods...that is, they want us to stop creating and purifying the undead. Biological labor." Penello seemed a little annoyed and entangled, "You know, there are many wizards from other places with their own beliefs, and we detected some refugees who expressed the hope that we can establish a place other than worship in the floating city. Mad girls and temples of their own gods."

"Who do they believe in at home? I don't care if they don't want to believe in Luna, but if my floating city can't accommodate the second temple, you can reveal it to their leaders. I won't be like some muggles The country is obedient to the refugees..." Allen seemed less gentle when he heard the question of faith.

"Every time you mention crazy girls, you are so concerned." Penello looked at Allen's annoyed expression with jealousy, "That's why I suggest you just catch them all."

"Penello, as law enforcers, we have to tell the rules ourselves to convince ordinary people." Alan shook his head and denied, and then began to cast a gate to another world, "And if they are all caught, ordinary people will panic, and it will make ordinary people panic." People think that if we fight against us, it will end badly... Well, although the fact is true, you can't let it show, and only catch a few leaders in the family, other children, parents will because they want to save them relatives lose more reason... As for the refugees, find out who they are leading and those who are supporting them, and clearly tell the refugees my philosophy, if you are not satisfied, you can leave and not live in the floating city. I respect their customs and beliefs, but they Their customs and beliefs cannot affect the lives of others in the floating city, otherwise..."

"Okay." Penello shrugged, and responded with a disappointed tone.

Noticing Penello's emotions, Allen sighed: "Okay, let me give you an idea...we can't do it without evidence, that is to say, we can make ourselves have real evidence...bring a few magic law enforcement people from the company, check their business, search their houses... The assassination of Tom and Lucius gave us this reason, let us go too far in this case, and ordinary people will not feel disgusted but will feel We're doing things ... just remember not to overdo it."

After speaking, Allen got into the portal.

Penello jumped and chased after him: "Allen, let me kiss you!"

In the afternoon, in Diagon Alley, once the largest wizarding commercial street in the UK, only old shops with sentiments or unique tastes like the Leaky Cauldron are still popular. Generally, shops without personal handicraft bonuses pay their attention Moved to the increasingly prosperous Hogwarts Floating City, the formerly bustling Diagon Alley is a lonely and decadent scene.

The patriarch of the Foley family, dressed in elegant dark green wizard robes, hastily emerged from the famous wizarding tour company Horror Tours at No. 59 Diagon Alley, and walked across the cobbled streets.

Hector Foley twirled the gemstone ring on his hand a little restlessly. Just now he was discussing whether to rent a vampire castle in Transylvania or take a cruise through the Bermuda Triangle in order to take his family on a trip. consultation,

I received the news that Nott and Bobin came to visit him in the bar on Knockturn Lane.

Foley knew what the other party wanted to do. These people were already in a hurry after knowing that Malfoy was Harris' spy, but since the last time Sirius traded favors for the Foley family to support Harris at Hogwarts, Foley The family has always been in a relatively neutral position.

Now that Harris has basically considered the situation of winning, let alone participating in their confrontation with Harris, it is not a good idea to meet the opponent. This is why he wants to take his family on a trip under such circumstances. He wanted to stay away from this right and wrong place.

However, due to their close relatives, when they were approached, Foley still planned to meet them and persuade them.

Soon, Foley turned into Knockturn Alley, another magical business district in London besides Diagon Alley, not far from Partage's Crucible Shop on the north side of Diagon Alley. There are shops selling black magic artifacts on both sides. In the dark doorway, two ragged wizards who seem to have the blood of female hags saw him, and shrank their bodies into the shadows again. He gave a malicious smile - Foley himself didn't know these low-level monsters in the wizarding world, but obviously everyone who made a living here knew him.

As soon as I entered the tavern with the "Kraken Bar" on the signboard of my store, I saw old Knott and Bobin sitting on the sofa in the corner of Foley's Bar, which was much more luxurious than it looked from the outside of Knockturn Alley. There are few, and there is enough distance between each seat, and there is also a luxurious barrier so that the sound inside cannot be transmitted, and the sound outside can be transmitted normally-most of the actual consumer groups of this bar are just turning over the bar. The business people and customers in the alley, they like to consume and listen to music here, while talking about some business that does not need to be too secretive.

A few siren harpies are squatting on the perches above the small stage, playing the fife for the only guests in the bar now-they are not singing, because for many people, the words heard so close, It will become an irresistible and fatal song.

Mr. Foley asked the waitress who obviously had harpy blood and had some feathers on her head to go outside and put up a sign of 'Closed Business', and closed the door with a "snap", as if she didn't know Their purpose of coming generally asked: "Why do you two have time to come to my place today? I'm sorry, I just didn't have any preparations outside to keep you waiting..."

"I just came to visit my cousin, why, I heard from your people that you just went on a horror trip? Do you want to travel?" Annette Bobin squeezed out a smile, as if she really came to visit relatives .

"There is such a plan, you know, recently the mysterious man has been scattered and it should be safer to go out again... But I didn't compare it before, and after learning about the Muggle world recently, I feel that our horror trip is really not a thing ...our wizarding travel company is not liable for any accidental death or injury...not even being eaten by the living dead on their 'face to face with the living dead' tour..." complained Foley, who was on the verge of Voldemort's defeat. Duan emphasized his tone, and then looked at the old man who looked like a shriveled praying mantis, "Old Nott, your body looks really tough, and the skills of St. Mungo's therapists seem to be pretty good."

"The Nott family has been ruined for a long time, but after my son who became a Death Eater was unknown, and my grandson was fooled and opposed by Harris and was expelled from Hogwarts, so that the Nott family could never go there to study, I Even if you become a ghost, you have to come out of the sanitarium to do some activities..." The mantis-faced old man said in a more straightforward tone, "Little Hector, we are all relatives, there is no need to be polite... You have always treated our invitation to you The letter refuses, I understand that you don't want to risk your family... even if there is no place for our twenty-eight clan in the future...I understand, but I think you heard about Malfoy's cunning peacocks, they once again Betrayed... The Black family used favors to change the headmaster at Hogwarts. Now our families hope that you will support us at this time... I don't ask you and those neutral branches to support us, but we are all relatives For the sake of...the sacred twenty-eight clans can no longer have any extinct heirs."

"...When you heard that Alan Harris defeated the mysterious man...Even if he used the conspiracy for the first time, he shouldn't be against them..." Foley sighed, and he looked at the man with a disturbed expression Bobbin, "Your pharmacy business is squeezed out, so you can change it to another business... for some money to get into this situation... oh..."

"Cousin, I promise that Lucius' assassination is none of my business...but the things in his hands...Harris will not miss this opportunity." Popin's trembling voice showed that she was obviously more scared than she just showed up.

"I don't matter too much... You must have found someone else, right? Who are they?" Foley put his hands on his head, and the family friendship of several generations forced him to secretly estimate how to keep their family. He didn't want to offend Harris, who he didn't want to provoke, at least he couldn't be too conspicuous alone-in the end, it was how to extract enough benefits from these families who were on the wrong side.

"I don't need the manufacturing workshop... Cousin, for the sake of your cousin and niece Melinda... please intercede for us." Bobin was very straightforward, "I also know that the few companies that are unwilling to reconcile still have parties , but I dare not participate in these events, I don't know the location and time...but if..."

bang!

At this time, the door of the bar, which had been closed for business, was suddenly pushed open forcefully.