All things are three at Hogwarts

When Draco, who was elated because he felt special treatment, got through the door to another world opened for him and went to the Harris house, Allen turned to Penelo and said: "Penelo, 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 do it?"

"Of course I'll go!" Peneluo licked the corner of his mouth unconsciously and made a slashing motion, "But Lucius's information... Allen, there are not many pure-blood families who are clean anyway, so it's better to just kill them The entire family has been arrested, and maybe you haven’t heard that some Italian wizard refugees are showing off their brains and making some inexplicable protests.”

Allen looked surprised: "Italians? What are they protesting about? Are they protesting that our ketchup is not delicious, or that no one makes pasta?"

"The minds of those wizard refugees have been brainwashed by the local Muggle beliefs. They can't stand the sight of the undead walking around on the streets, and think it is a blasphemy against the Muggle gods... In other words, they want us to stop creating and purifying the undead. Biological labor." Penello looked a little annoyed and entangled, "You know, there are many wizards from other places, with their own beliefs. We detected that some refugees revealed that they hope that we can build something other than worship on the floating city. A temple to their own god outside the mad girl.”

"I don't care who they believe in at home, whether they believe in Luna or not, but if my floating city can't accommodate a second temple, you can tell their leader. I won't be like some Muggles. The country is obedient to the refugees..." Allen seemed less gentle than usual when he heard the question of faith.

"You are so obsessed with crazy girls every time." Penello looked jealous at Allen's annoyed expression, "That's why I suggest you just catch them all."

"Penello, as law enforcers, we have to enforce our own rules in order to convince ordinary people." Allen shook his head in denial, and then began to cast a door to another world, "And catching them all will make ordinary people panic and make ordinary people believe it." People think that if they go against us, there will be a bad end... Well, although the fact is true, you can't let it show, and only a few leaders in the family will be arrested, and other children will be arrested because their parents want to rescue them. Relatives have lost their minds even more... As for the refugees, find out who they are taking the lead and those who are supporting them, and clearly tell the refugees my philosophy. If they are not satisfied, they 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 somewhat disappointed tone.

Noticing Penello's mood, Allen sighed: "Okay, let me give you an idea... We can't do it without evidence. In other words, we can let ourselves have solid evidence... Bring a few magic law enforcement People from the company, to check their business, search their homes... The assassinations of Tom and Lucius gave us this reason, let us go too far in this situation, and ordinary people will not be disgusted but will feel We’re doing something…just don’t overdo it.”

After saying that, Allen got into the portal.

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

In the afternoon, in Diagon Alley, which was once the largest wizarding shopping street in the UK, only old shops with sentiments or unique tastes such as the Leaky Cauldron are still popular. Generally, shops without personal craftsmanship are paying their attention. Moved to the increasingly prosperous floating city of Hogwarts, the once bustling Diagon Alley became a lonely and decadent scene.

Wearing an elegant dark green wizard robe, the patriarch of the Foley family hurriedly emerged from the famous wizard tour company Horror Tours at No. 59 Diagon Alley and walked through the cobblestone streets.

Hector Foley turned the gemstone ring on his hand with some uneasiness. He was just planning a trip with his family on whether it would be more interesting to rent a vampire castle in Transylvania or take a cruise through the Bermuda Triangle. After consulting, he received news that Nott and Bobin came to visit him in the Knockturn Alley bar.

Foley knew what the other party wanted to do. These people were already anxious after knowing that Malfoy was Harris's spy. However, since Sirius used favors to get the Foley family to support Harris at Hogwarts, Foley has The family has always been in a relatively neutral position.

Now that Harris is basically a sure winner, not to mention participating in their opposition to Harris, or even meeting with them is not a good idea. This is why he wants to take his family on a trip under such circumstances. He wanted to stay away from this place of right and wrong.

But despite being close relatives, when they were called to his door, 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 Patchi's Crucible shop on the north side of Diagon Alley. Both sides were filled with shops selling black magic artifacts. In the dark doorway, two ragged wizards who seemed to have the blood of female hags saw it was him. They shrank their bodies into the shadows and retreated. He smiled maliciously - Foley himself did not know these low-level monsters in the wizarding world, but obviously everyone who made a living here knew him.

As soon as they entered the tavern whose signboard said "Siren Bar", they saw Old Knott and Bobin sitting on the sofa in the corner of Foley's Bar. This place was much more luxurious than it looked from outside Knockturn Alley. There are few seats, and there is enough distance between each seat, and there are also luxurious barriers to prevent the sound from inside from being transmitted out, but the sound from outside can be transmitted normally-most of the actual consumer groups of this bar are just turning the tables. The businessmen and customers in the alley like to spend time and listen to music while talking about business that does not require too much secrecy.

Several siren harpies are squatting on the perch above the small stage, playing fifes for the only guests in the bar now - they are not singing, because for many people, hearing it so close, It will become an irresistible fatal song.

Mr. Foley asked the waitress in the store, who was obviously of harpy descent and had some feathers on her head, to put up a 'out of business' sign outside and slam the door shut, as calmly as if she didn't know. Their purpose was to ask: "Why do you two have time to come to my place today? I'm sorry, I didn't prepare anything outside to keep you waiting..."

"I'm just here to visit my cousin. Why, your people said you just went on a horror trip? Do you want to go on a trip?" Annette Bobin forced a smile, as if she was really here to visit relatives. .

"I have this plan. As you know, the mysterious man has been scattered again recently. It should be safer to go out... But I didn't know clearly without comparing before. After recently learning about the Muggle world, I feel that our horror trip is really nothing. …Our wizarding tour company is not responsible for any accidental death or injury...even if it is eaten by the living dead on their 'Confronting the Living Dead' tour..." Foley complained, after Voldemort was defeated. Duan emphasized his tone, and then looked at the old man who looked like a shriveled mantis, "Old Nott, you look really strong, and those healers at St. Mungo's are pretty good at it."

"The Nott family has been ruined for a long time, but after the life and death of my son who became a Death Eater was unknown and my grandson was fooled into going against Harris and was expelled from Hogwarts, so that the Nott family can never go to study there, I Even if you become a ghost, you still have to come out of the nursing home to move around..." The mantis-faced old man spoke in a more direct tone, "Little Hector, we are all relatives, there is no need to be polite... You have always invited us to you. The letter refuses. I understand that you don’t want to risk your family...even if there is no longer a place for our twenty-eight tribes in Britain in the future...I understand, but I think you have heard about Malfoy’s cunning peacocks. They once again Betrayed... The Black family used their favors to change the principal of Hogwarts. Now our families hope that you will support us at this time... We do not ask you and the neutral branches to support us, but we are all relatives. For the sake of...the Holy Twenty-Eight Clans cannot have any more extinct heirs."

"...When you heard that Alan Harris defeated the mysterious man...even if he used the conspiracy for the first time, he should not have gone against them..." Foley sighed, and he looked at the anxious expression on the side. Bobin, "If your drugstore business is squeezed out, just change it to another business... To get into this kind of trouble just for some money... Sigh..."

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