Chapter 809 Mr. Alan Harris, Please Wait

"These ravens automatically flew from all directions when the temple was built, and then settled in the temple. The name Ravenclaw itself means the claws of ravens, which seems to add some mysterious aura to this temple. "Fu Rong introduced the temple with a smile on her face to the camera.

A raven flew in front of Allen, but before it could get close to Allen, Anka, who landed on Allen's shoulder, had scorching eyes and spread his wings vigilantly, warning him not to approach.

"In fact, in the Muggle world, ravens are also a symbol of the British state. They have always been carefully raised by the British Muggle royal family. They also appointed a raven officer to take care of these ravens. In fact, this comes from a prophecy: " Once the raven flies away from the Tower of London or dies, the Tower of London will collapse and the crown will fall to the ground. For this reason, the Tower of London Raven is regarded as a symbol of the rise and fall of the country, and has an unimaginable status in the hearts of Muggles. "Furong continued to introduce the news she had recited in advance, "But although they love the raven in the tower, they are afraid of offending it and bringing bad luck to themselves. But in order to prevent the ravens from flying out of the Tower of London, specially hired breeders will trim the wings of each raven under the guidance of experts, so that they can only flop around in the tower, so now people call the ravens the Tower of London Inside "The Last Prisoner". "

"Hah... Muggles are Muggles. Compared with us wizards, they are too ignorant and feudal superstition." Lawrence, the former permanent patient of St. Mungo who had already started praying to the statue, couldn't help but sneered at the words, and just finished the irony , seemed to feel that it was disrespectful to be distracted while praying, he quickly regained his composure and began to pray, "Ravenclaw bless..."

Allen listened to the foolish words of this true believer, and struggled for a while before he managed to keep himself from satirizing his self-slapping behavior.

"The raven is what I told the Muggles..." Luna's vague voice sounded in Alan's heart, and there was a smack of lips.

"What are you smacking your lips for?" Allen asked, "Hungry? What will you eat in Diagon Alley later?"

"My real self is eating raw cheek grass ice cream in Hogsmeade..." The vague female voice rejected Alan's proposal.

"Eat ice cream in winter?" Allen swallowed when he heard Luna's avatar say, "Bring me one when I go back to school."

When the guests arrived, Allen and Helena stood at the front near the statue of Rowena Ravenclaw. They closed their eyes, clenched their hands into fists, and moved their lips slightly. The statue of Ravenclaw followed the crowd His prayer emitted a faint blue light, and those wizards who were praying felt that their negative emotions such as pain and remorse seemed to be gradually healed under the shroud of this light. The nebula flowed above the dome, and all the ravens faced the direction of the Ravenclaw shrine and stood still.

After praying, Owen and Allen stood up, and all the ravens spread their wings in an instant. After flying around the dome, they shuttled and flew freely in the sky—and they didn’t shit in the temple at all. Allen, who had been distracted to pay attention to the top of his head, was relieved.

Even though the prayer ceremony was over, the wizards present were more or less pious in their hearts, feeling the false feeling created by the divine power just now, many of them chose to continue to use their Pray devoutly to Ravenclaw's shrine.

Among them, Muggle and mixed-race wizards were influenced by their original families before knowing that they were wizards. Many people had the habit of praying. Although they changed their prayer objects in the wizarding world at this time, they really felt the power of the gods. On the contrary, they are more devout than in the Muggle world, but it is logical to change the object of their prayers to Ravenclaw in the wizarding world.

But relatively speaking, wizards from pure-blood families maintained the necessary respect for Ravenclaw in the current environment, but in fact their hearts were full of respect for their belief in Ravenclaw and their respect for Ravenclaw. Crowe prayed for this kind of behavior, but he still held a feeling of resistance and rejection. They believed that wizards should not believe in any gods—whether she was a true god or not,

More importantly, improve your own strength.

Some members of the Sacred Twenty-Eight Family who were at odds with Harris even began to suspect that there was some magical effect that could affect people's minds, so they used Occlumency to say hello and prepared to leave. He even walked out quickly.

Allen squinted his eyes and watched the performance of these people, and secretly planned to go back and ask the umbrella to send more of his own people to pretend to be believers as temple guards, so as to prevent them from repeating the little trick that instructed Scrimgeour to attack last time - armed After all, Aurors are not suitable to participate in this kind of private activities, otherwise they will be attacked and abuse their power.

Although the temple was donated by the Harris family, and Allen himself was nominally a voter of Ravenclaw, but in order to show that he was just an ordinary believer, Allen did not entertain these wizards as a master. Therefore, after the prayer ceremony was over, Allen thought that there was no need for him to stay here, so he also walked out of the temple, found a small stall at random, sat down, bought a piece of brownie cake and ate a few bites, After signing a few more fans, he was a little impatient, and when he was about to Apparate and return to Hogsmeade Village, a voice came from behind Allen.

"Mr. Aaron Harris, please wait." (Author's Note: Watching this man with his own BMG appear, please cooperate with the BGM of the fifth season of Supernatural: Jen Titus - "O Death" for better eating effect.)

As if something was choked in his throat, the voice sounded hoarse, depressing and slow, as if it could deter living beings and could not tell the difference between men and women. Allen, who was standing at the gate of the temple, heard the sound but didn't find the owner of the voice for a while—until he saw the voice made by Three thestrals pulled a gray-white carriage from a distance, and the vehicle slowly stopped on the side of the road near the temple. The door opened, and a pair of leather sandals that were completely out of season in winter stepped on the stone bricks.

The cobra-shaped cane that the owner of these feet is leaning on is rattling on the ground, and his finger is wearing a wide silver ring. The man in front of him is wearing a black magic robe, and he walks proudly on the street. Able to reach, the long white hair under the bald head trembled slightly by the wind, and the expression on the bone-white skin that was as pale as Allen was daunting—but the wizards around seemed to be under the Muggle Repelling Curse Completely ignore him.

As he was walking, a male wizard in a brown robe was immersed in the "Daily Prophet" in his hand, and when he passed by him, he accidentally bumped into his shoulder.

The wizard passed him, turned his head and noticed the old man in front of him, he complained casually: "Old man, walk carefully!" Just after finishing speaking, the wizard frowned, as if wondering why there was an unbearable pain in his body. But after a moment, his eyes lost their focus, his knees went limp, and he knelt down on the ground amidst the confusion of the people around him. Then his body rolled over and he fell straight down. The newspaper he was holding was also followed by him. He scattered all over the place and floated in the air, and the surrounding wizards saw this situation and quickly surrounded him to rescue him, but he had no vital signs at all.

And the old man who just got off the carriage slowed down, tilted his head slightly to the right, lowered his yellow eyes to look at his shoulder, then raised his hand, and dusted his shoulder, keeping his expression calm Moving on to Allen, he had the features of a pugnacious ram—a pair of impressively large yellow eyes set against light skin, and a very straight nose. It's just the way his lips are tightly closed and the nasolabial folds on both sides of his nose make him look very stern and unapproachable.

"Haierbo, long time no see." Luna's voice sounded beside them, with an inviolable majesty in the ethereal.