Vol 2 Chapter 1233: ?Terrorist Journey

When Draco, who was elated because he felt treated specially, got into the door of the alien world opened for him and went to Harris's house, Allen turned his head and said to Penello, "Penello, let us take it seriously in recent days. Your Auror duties? Or do you want to be lazy and let the people below go?"
"Of course I will go!" Penello licked the corner of his mouth unconsciously and made a slashing motion. "But Lucius's information...Ellen, anyway, there are not many pure-blood families that are clean. The whole family has been arrested, and you may not have heard of it. Some Italian wizards and refugees are making some inexplicable protests."
Allen was surprised: "Italian? What are they protesting? Protesting that our tomato sauce is not delicious, or is there no one making pasta?"
"The brains of that group of wizard refugees were brainwashed by the local Muggle beliefs. They couldn't understand the appearance of the undead walking around on the street. They thought it was a blasphemy against the Muggle gods... In other words, they wanted us to stop creating and purify immortality. Biological labor." Penello seemed a little annoyed and entangled. "You know, there are many wizards from other places with their own beliefs. We detected some refugees who revealed that we can establish in addition to worship on the floating city. The shrine of their own outside the mad girl."
"Who do they believe in at home? I don’t care if they don’t believe in Luna, but if my floating city can’t accommodate a second temple, you can reveal to their leader. I’m not like there are some Muggles. The country is obedient to refugees..." Allen seemed less gentle when he heard the question of faith.
"Every time you mention a mad girl, you are so attached." Penello looked at Alan's annoyed expression with jealousy. "That's why I suggest you just catch it all."
"Penello, as law enforcers, we have to speak the rules ourselves in order to convince ordinary people." Allen shook his head in denial, and then began to use a door to another world, "And catching all of them will make ordinary people panic. People think that it’s not going to end well if you go against us... Well, although the facts are true, you can’t let it show, and you only catch a few of the leaders in the family, and the other children are the parents who want to rescue them. The relatives of the refugees lose more reason...As for the refugees, I have found out that they are taking the lead and supporting them. I clearly tell the refugees that they can leave and not live in the floating city if they are not satisfied. I respect their customs and beliefs, but they Their customs and beliefs must not affect the lives of others in the floating city, otherwise..."
"Okay." Penello shrugged and responded with a disappointed tone.
Noting Penello’s emotions, Allen sighed: "Okay, I'll give you an idea... We can't do it without evidence, that is, we can let ourselves have definite evidence... Bring some magic law enforcement People from the Secretary, go to check their business, search their house... The assassination of Tom and Lucius gives us this reason. In this case, we have done a little too much and ordinary people will not feel disgusted. We are doing things... 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 business street in the UK, there are only old shops that have feelings or unique tastes such as the broken cauldron bar and are somewhat popular. Generally, shops that do not have personal crafts part bonuses pay their attention. Transferred to the increasingly prosperous floating city of Hogwarts, the former lively Diagon Alley was a lonely and decadent scene.
Wearing an elegant dark green wizard robe, the patriarch of the Foley family hurriedly got out of the horror tour of the famous wizard tour company at No.59 Diagon Alley and passed through the cobblestone streets.
Hector Foley turned the gem ring in his hand a little nervously. He was just on a trip with his family. It is more interesting to rent a vampire castle in Transylvania or take a cruise through the Bermuda Triangle. After receiving the consultation, Knott and Pobin came to visit him in the bar in Knockdown Lane.
Foley knew what the other party wanted to do. These people were already anxious after learning that Malfoy was Harris’ spy, but since the last time at Hogwarts Sirius traded favors for the Foley family to support Harris, Foley The family has always been in a relatively neutral position.
Now Harris has basically considered a stable chance of winning, let alone participating in them against Harris, it is not a good idea to meet with them, which is why he wants to take his family to travel in this situation. He wants to stay away from this right and wrong place.
But no matter how close the relatives are, Foley still plans to see them and persuade them when they are called.
Soon, Foley was not far from the Partage Crucible shop on the north side of Diagon Alley and turned into Knockout Alley, another magical business district in London besides Diagon Alley. The two sides are all shops selling black magic artifacts. In the dark doorway, two rags who seem to have female hag blood on him saw him, and shrank his body into the shadows. There was an unkind smile-Foley didn't know these low-level monsters in the wizarding world, but obviously everyone who asked for life here knew him.
As soon as I entered the bistro where the sign of my store was written "Sirens Bar", I saw Old Knott and Pobin sitting on the sofa in the corner of Foley Bar. It was not more luxurious than it looked from outside Knock Down Alley. There is enough distance between each seat, and there are also luxurious barriers so that the sound inside cannot be transmitted, and the sound outside can be transmitted normally. The actual consumer group of this bar is mostly just turning The businessmen and customers in the back alleys like to spend and listen to music while talking about doing business that is not too secretive.
A few sirens harpy squatting on the perch above the small stage, playing the flute for the only guests in the bar now-they did not sing, because for many people, what they hear at such a close distance, It will become an irresistible deadly song.
Mr. Foley asked the waitresses with some feathers on their heads to have the harpy descent in the shop and put up a sign of "Closed", and closed the door with a "slap", as if not knowing. They generally asked: "Why do you two have time to come to me today? It's rude just to be outside and there is no plan to keep you waiting..."
"I just came to visit my cousin. Why, people who listened to you said that you just went on a horror trip? Do you want to go on a trip?" Annette Popin forced a smile, as if she was really coming for a relative .
"There is this plan, you know, it should be safer to go out again after the mysterious man was broken up recently... But it was not clear before. After learning about some Muggle worlds recently, I felt that our horror journey was really nothing. …Our wizard’s travel company is not responsible for any accidental death or injury…Even if it was eaten by the living dead during their "Living Dead Face to Face" tour..." Foley complained, he was defeated at Voldemort. Duan increased his tone, 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 look pretty good."
"The Knott family has long been dilapidated, but after the life and death of my son who became a Death Eater is unknown, and my grandson was fooled against Harris and expelled from Hogwarts, so that the Knott family could never go there to study. Even if you become a ghost, you have to come out and do activities in the nursing home..." The mantis face the old man spoke a lot more directly, "Little Hector, we are all relatives, and there is no need to polite... You have always invited us to you. Letter refused, I understand that you don’t want to take a family risk... Even if the UK no longer has a foothold for our 28th clan... I understand, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, but I think you heard about Malfoy’s cunning peacocks They betrayed once again... The Blacks used their favor for the Hogwarts change of principal. Now our families hope you are at this time... Don’t ask you and those neutral branches to support us , But for the sake of being relatives... The Holy Twenty-Eight Race can no longer have any extinction."
"...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, he looked at the side with a worried expression. Pobin, "Your pharmacy business was squeezed out, so you changed your business... to get to this point for some money... alas..."
"Cousin, Lucius was assassinated. I promise it doesn't matter to me... But what he has... Harris won't miss this opportunity." Bobin's trembling voice indicated that her heart was obviously more scared than she was just now. Up.
"I don't have much weight... You must have found other people, right? Who are they?" Fu used his hand to press his head, and the family friendship of several generations made him secretly guess 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 individual and conspicuous-the last is how to extract enough benefits from these families who are on the wrong team.
"I don't need a manufacturing workshop... Cousin, for your niece Melinda's sake... Please help us intercede." Bobin was very simple, "I also know that the ones that are not reconciled have parties. , But I dare not participate in these things, I don’t know where and when... But if..."
Cang Dang!
At this moment, the bar had hung the closed door and was suddenly pushed open.