Vol 2 Chapter 1180: ?Not your grandson

The black fabric fell from the sky, shrouding the surrounding buildings in darkness, and every building was shrouded by this black banner, without exception. Looking upwards along this black fabric, the whole city seems to be covered by these black banners. Muggles are completely unaffected and go on their way, but wizards can see such scenes, hundreds of black banners. , Overwhelmingly rolling between the sky and the earth, a daunting scene-many elderly people saw the methods familiar to them, and their expressions became a little panic.
But then, subsequent developments made them understand that this was not the situation they had previously thought. The huge banners were cut into countless small flyer-sized squares, and they began to fly towards those who possess magical powers off the court. At the same time as the touch, the mark of the Harris family's omniscient eye shined brightly, and the text on the flyer appeared under the touch.
The crowd who had just started protesting again, because of the content of the leaflet calmed down again, and the directors of the Ministry of Magic who had just been fighting red-faced also stopped their disputes.
The content of the leaflet stated that there were only three items: Since Hogwarts graduated from Voldemort in Europe, Hogwarts will compensate the victims through Harris Bank; Hogwarts will seek to seek Wizards who live in safety open their arms. As long as they are willing to abide by the laws of Hogwarts, they can go to the former neutral areas that have just been developed in the UK to seek help from local officials; they intend to seek the help of Hogwarts principal Alan Harris. The Ministry of Magic of the asylum country can also go to Hogwarts for detailed discussions.
Those ordinary wizards who became quiet with the flyers brought panic to the directors far beyond when they gathered together to protest.
While the German sky was lowering these signs written by Allen, the door of the Spanish-style building at Hogwarts Criwatt's house was opened.
Penello, who didn't wear a protective umbrella but dressed back as an Auror, stepped out with a fascinating expression on his face, and Alan, who was following her at this time, was abnormally white, his face was a little gray and his movements were a little slow.
"Allen, if you want me to just send someone to go, why bother you personally..." Penello tilted his mouth and smiled provocatively at Allen's appearance. "Anyway, my parents and Lenn are making laws recently. If you don’t come back... we should spend three or four months like this..."
"I'll have to see the despicable Helbo in a few more days..." In order to relieve the tiredness caused by the excessive loss of physical strength, Allen simply took his staff as a support, "Don't forget me I’ve already been there and the letter will go there in person."
"After seeing them, I have to go back to see the crazy girl?" Penello said, reaching out and touching Alan's somewhat sunken face affectionately. "Speaking of which, Miss Know-how is stupid, and she would be happy if she didn't pursue this aspect... The benefits are all taken up by the crazy girl..."
"You have to be reasonable! Penello! I am not in charge of this matter! I tried my best!" Alan's pale face was finally bloody.
"Well," Penello nodded earnestly, then unknowingly flipped a calendar from the space in his pocket, "Speaking of it, I also blamed me for forgetting the days. It was useless work these two days... Allen, after a while Let me know, you take the time to come here every day..."
"Wait! When Hagrid was cultivating fried snails, he was not willing to use his human head, lion and helicopter Gino like this! Even if he prepared more fire crabs!" The blood just highlighted on Alan's pale face It became a bit pig liver again, "We are human, at least we have to go the way of humans..."
"This is...too purposeful, it feels like something is missing..." Penello stepped forward and helped him smooth out the raven feathers to make them fit, then looked at Alan's neck and smiled suddenly. Pulling on Allen's hood with both hands and covering the marks caused by the rupture and bleeding of the subcutaneous capillaries on Allen's neck under strong suction-even though he changed his mind in a few seconds and put Alan's hood down again I also enlarged the opening.
After all this was done, Penello let a pair of rebellious and submissive Ellen, who let her behave like an airbag, led her into the shadow and left the floating city.
Then the two figures appeared in Godric Valley, a half-wizard settlement.
The two of them first bought some snacks in the nearby bar, and by the way asked about the approximate range, they began to walk towards the middle square of the town.
"This is the monument to the famous Undead Boy?"
Penello pointed to the monument in the square.
As soon as they approached, its appearance changed. It was no longer an obelisk monument full of names, but a statue of three people: a man with disheveled hair and glasses, and A beautiful and kind-hearted woman with long hair and a baby boy sitting in her mother's arms. The passing rain a few hours ago fell on the top of the statues, making them look darker than other places.
"This Harry looks much happier than the one we know. At least there are no scars on his forehead..." Allen said, turning his head and looking at the church in the distance. Bunch flowers, come here... let's go..."
A few armed wizards came out from the shadows of the house and they wore neo-ancient style robes with umbrellas and red umbrellas. They saluted Penello. Penello made a gesture, which made them retreat silently again. go back.
"Ellen, you asked me to send someone here to protect that Bagshot... Can you predict that Grindelwald and Dumbledore will escape here at this time for so long?" Penello got close to Allen He whispered in his ear, and the soft breath blew behind Alan's ear.
"It's just luck, you know that our family has some connections with their family, and Voldemort was looking for the old wand... so your people just caught it." Allen scratched his ear uncomfortably: he was actually worried that Voldemort would still After coming to kill her, let Nagini hide in her body, and then pretend to be the author of "A History of Magic"-although the British magical world is not controlled by Voldemort now, Harry has not escaped to make this possible Sex is very small.
They said that they came to the somewhat deserted garden in front of Bagshot's house that the Muggles could not see. Allen and Penello carefully walked through the flowers of the Weeping Fruit () to avoid them making unpleasant screams. , Put his pale fingers on the wooden door where the paint began to peel and knocked up and down.
After a short period of time, a rickety old woman opened the door. Alan looked at her nearby and found that she was so small and too old to be rickety, just reaching his waist. (Author's note: If you reach Harry, it will be your chest.)
The old woman hunched over, looked up at Ellen with her eyes with thick cataracts, and stared at his face for a long time and said doubtfully: "Excuse me...who are you looking for?"
"Ms. Bagshot~EbookFREE.me~ I am Alan Harris. I wrote to you a few days ago to make an appointment...Come to see your grand-nephew Mr. Grindelwald... Maybe he told you?" Allen really saw Only after arriving at the other party did I realize how old the other party was. In order to make the terribly aging witch in front of him hear clearly, Allen took the initiative to increase the volume compared to usual.
"You are not my grandson!" Bagshot still seemed to be confused, and Allen's increased volume made her unable to hear clearly.
"Madam!" Penello looked at Ellen and estimated that he was not good at yelling at an old woman, so she took the initiative to step forward and raised the volume in her ear: "He is not your grandson! We are Come to see your grand-nephew! Meet your grand-nephew Grindelwald!"
"Grindelwald?" Bagshot scanned Penello in an Auror uniform. The fleshy skin on her face trembled. It seemed that she finally heard it this time. Then, she focused on Alan's complexion and white hair. "My grand-nephew, why are you getting younger?"
And Allen noticed the look in the other person’s eyes looking at Penello’s uniform. This time he didn’t reply, but stared at the head of the old woman in front of him for a long time. Then he sighed and changed his voice back to his usual volume. , Said softly: "Don't worry about Ms. Bagshot, you don't have to be like this... We are not here to arrest Mr. Grindelwald today, so don't be afraid of my female companion and me..."