Chapter 1375 ? Blind Pig

Fleur's voice on the TV seemed even happier: "Principal Harris won another 13 international awards following the Barnabus Finkley Award for Excellent Spellcasting... Now Hogwarts Floating City is preparing to start Slowly move to the European continent, and help the Ministry of Magic of various countries along the way to establish trade networks and their own floating cities, and finally arrive in Greece after this year's n.e.w.ts exam, so that Principal Alan Harris can participate in the International Dueling Competition and Magic Medicine Championships..."

"That's great. I might be able to watch these games live after I go to Floating City." Jessica raised her hand and patted the packed gift box, "Ian...you really don't want to..."

"Jessica, needless to say, just like I don't want you to learn from the British..." Ian scratched his hair a little irritably, "You didn't go to Ouagadou... those other countries are soft bones, one I can't wait to spend everything to please the United Kingdom... They even want to sanction us in the United States in order to please Allen."

"But Alan didn't agree, did he? You know he won't...Ian, I'm just going to learn magic." Jessica stretched out her hand to ruffle her brother's hair, and said with some reproach, "You don't Ken will go with me..."

"The library of Ilvermorny also has some knowledge of ancient magic, and there are more of these things in our Horned Serpent Academy..." Ian knocked off his sister's hand in a fit of anger, sat up straight, and the sofa followed him. The action bounced, "We still have a lot of knowledge that we haven't discovered, you can keep it..."

"Ian, don't be childish. I used to think that Ilvermorny was the best magic school, but when you saw the city flying in the sky and the city that was about to fly to it... I knew we were really not... I just want to Go and bring them back to the United States." Jessica bit her lip, trying to persuade her younger brother who had become a bit extreme again, "Besides, just like Uncle Leonard said, you should stop following Graves and his group Mixed it up... I also thought they had a point at the beginning but when you think about what they did, they just dried up the situation in the US, they were more like talking big words and empty words, saying something The public likes to listen, those behaviors are not good for the development of the United States...instead, they turned us into an isolated country...Think about it, if it were the good relationship between the United States and Britain a few years ago...our Ilvermorny It has also become a floating city..."

"But it's someone else's charity, not our own!" Ian said unconvinced, "Do we need to sell our dignity for this?"

"Apart from making friends with the UK, it doesn't make any harsh demands, does it? We also have our own strengths. I heard that British students also learn the hand gestures that Waggadu was eliminated to make up for the difficulties in the European system. The defect of casting spells without a wand allows wizards who are not talented enough to lose their spellcasting ability without losing their wands. Others have never rejected learning from other countries, why should we reject learning from Britain's strengths?" Jesse Ka hugged his younger brother, turned his head and looked at himself, "Ian...don't go to the Blind Pig Bar to fool around with them...it makes you blind...just like Uncle Leonard said, you and I are not suitable for politics , why don't you resign and go to England with me to learn something and return to the United States, this is more realistic and meaningful, we have never been separated since we were young..."

Ian seemed to waver for a few seconds,

But in the end, he turned his face aside and didn't look directly at his sister's disappointed gaze: "The time for your door key is almost up, go quickly, ask Uncle Leonard for me, and tell him that our previous quarrel will not affect me Feelings for him..."

Jessica sighed, she let go of her brother and waved to him, then dragged her suitcase and got into the fireplace - she was going to meet him with her Uncle Leonard, and he would personally Use the Portkey to send her to England for a transit, and then go to the floating city and hand her over to his friend Flitwick.

With the fleeting green light in the fireplace, the living room still smelled of Jessica's perfume, but there was no trace of Jessica. The somewhat lonely Ian stood up, kicked the chair away, and Went to the fireplace and grabbed a handful of Floo powder.

"The Blind Pig Bar."

He didn't pass through the door where the bar used the cat's eyes to observe the visiting customers to decide whether to allow them to enter. As a regular customer, he walked directly from the fireplace inside the bar and came to this bar that seemed to be shrouded in smoke all year round.

"The phoenix burst into tears and turned into pearls. When the dragon took away his favorite girl, Billywig forgot to fly. When his lover left him, even the unicorn was lost. Horned, and even the eagle feels alone, for the girl he loves is gone, that's the story I know—oh, love makes strange beasts restless, both dangerous and gentle, wings undulating, The fur is flipping, because love drives us crazy.” (Author’s Note: Music Online Address, B Station Number BV1Ns411s72b; this episode was written by the screenwriter Rowling herself, and it is said that this is the first time JK Rowling wrote a song for a movie. The jazz-infused song, which is performed by little-known 28-year-old British singer Emmie Joy Green, expresses broken love by describing the unusual behavior of magical creatures.)

The bar's resident music "Blind Pig", which reveals a thick and coquettish atmosphere, is still going on, but it is no longer sung by the half-breed female fairy, but just flows out softly as the background sound from the gramophone.

All kinds of slogans and news plastered on the wall criticizing Britain for violating the secrecy law and being too domineering and sanctioned by other countries are now replaced by brand new rogue behaviors against Britain, describing themselves as victims of betrayal by other countries It has become a new focus of publicity.

The most obvious one is the head portrait of Alan Harris, which has been blackened and changed, and his eyes are painted protruding, almost flying out of their sockets, looking greedily at the trophies.

Compared with before, there are many goblins among the customers in this underground bar opened by goblins. They raised their glasses and got together with these admirers of Graves, cursing Britain and Harris loudly, and Because of the special effect of the giggling liquor, he let out giggling laughter that could not be suppressed.

On the narrow stage, the singing stage that used to be the permanent residence of the mixed-race female fairy singer was also converted into a lecture stage.

A wizard with short curly hair stood on the stage to give a speech. His tone was rapid and he waved the newspaper in his hand vigorously. He seemed a little excited. Grab a beer and drink, it has become a stronghold of American nationalism, with speeches delivered every night.

"Hey, Ian, it looks like you're not in a good mood tonight, what happened?" Gangdu Fushi Graves came out of the dark side hall, his attire was compared to that of a wizard in a bar, He looks much calmer and more mature, and his hairstyle has also changed. His short, inch-long black hair converges into a single point in front of his forehead, a pair of thick and black eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and a tight jawline, and a well-defined square chin. , the whole person seemed very determined.

The Ministry of Magic official, who was in the limelight before, greeted him familiarly, and handed a glass of reddish amber drink to Ian: "Try it? My friend got me a bottle of Ogden Old Flame Whiskey , said to have come from a dead traitor, but it doesn't affect its taste."

Ian took the wine glass, and took a big sip without making a sound, his head muffled. The excellent taste and hot feeling made this wine seem to bring courage to people, which made Ian, who had no preference or research on wine, understand the origin of its name.

Graves sat quietly with him for a while, just refilling his drink. Seeing that his body was a little more relaxed due to the effect of alcohol, he asked softly, "I thought it was Jessica leaving today to make you feel uncomfortable. Not good, but you seem to be troubled by more than this, my friend, some things will be much easier to say... Could it be that Leonard is trying to stop you because of his misunderstanding of me?"