All things are three at Hogwarts

Seeing Allen's behavior, Alfred's face turned red. The wizards of the pure-blood family felt the same and glared at Allen. Some people who couldn't control their emotions felt that they had nothing to lose. Pure-blood wizards like Ben Burst and goblins like Griphook couldn't help but loudly reprimand Allen for being too unruly and arrogant.

The angry noise seemed to finally make Allen notice them. The headmaster of Hogwarts turned his head and glanced at them. After his prophetic eye that began to transform was activated, his gaze became even more unemotional. , these guys with half of the curse words still stuck in their bellies seemed to have their throats strangled, and they were speechless for a while. Then Allen's voice came out calmly: "Whether it's me, the Harris family, or you pure-bloods We wizards are free to do what we, the family or the fairies, want to do. Of course, as long as it does not violate the law, no one or institution can control it... So if you want to close the store, or protest legally, or do something else... that's up to you. Why do you want to involve irrelevant things in your own affairs?"

Allen's words left the wizards and goblins of these pure-blood families at a loss for words. However, Alfred seemed to be unable to hold his tongue after the explosion. He continued to say angrily, "We... People work hard for the future of the British wizarding community! Are you so humiliating to us? The future of Britain is not as important as a meal from the Headmaster of Hogwarts?!!!"

"What does your family's business decisions have to do with the future of Britain?" Alan asked with some inexplicable surprise. "As the principal of Hogwarts City and the heir of Harris, after Miss Granger and I made the decision Development steps have been planned before these decisions, and these plans will bring broader cooperation opportunities and practical benefits...The Ministry of Magic and Harris Wizarding Bank will also implement various initiatives to provide assistance to wizards in need..."

"You said there are benefits, there are benefits..." After half a sentence, Bosted found that Allen turned to look at him and his voice was stuck.

"I said there are benefits if there are benefits." Alan Jean's voice became calmer, "You want to ask why? Because this is what Alan Harris said."

As Allen's words fell, the ordinary wizards in front of the screen and on the scene, who had begun to panic because of what had just happened, felt a sense of security. The promises made by leaders like Allen Harris were Very important, his name itself is a guarantee, and Harris's success and emergence this year also shows that they are not stupid.

Only those wizards who had learned that they had just lost their jobs and whose lives and financial income had been directly affected did not feel much improved by these words. However, the owner of Hogwarts promised to provide help to wizards in need. This was the only one today. good news.

"This is the end of the press conference on the establishment of Harris Bank. Thank you all for coming. Please feel free to do so." Allen waved the food in his hands to everyone, and then he looked at the little wizards from his school and spoke in a relaxed tone. Said, "My students, you can't guarantee that everyone likes you, but as long as the people who hate you are subdued or tired of it, you will be fine."

The atmosphere between the wizards and goblins of the pure-blood family seemed to be frozen solid. Alan Harris did not explain or debate their accusations. It was obvious that the other party did not want to continue to discuss this matter with them too much. There was a quarrel and entanglement, but after the other party used his reputation to make a promise, they had no reason to say anything except returning to prepare for this confrontation.

"Mr. Digory, thank you very much for your help..." Alan had already received the letter written by Cedric. He asked for the address and pointed at the Anka on his shoulder with his finger on its little head. Gua, passed the address into Phoenix's mind, then put the letter into Anka's beak, and then disappeared without a trace with a flash of fire, "By the way, I have one more thing to trouble you... you know , Hogwarts has recently grown in size, and you also know that I am a Quidditch player and enthusiast, so although I don’t have much time to play, I want to form a Quidditch club...Cedric and Autumn’s His strength is obvious to all, Mr. Diggory, I think we can take time to meet and talk later... I remember that Qiu originally planned to join Cedric on the same team?"

Hearing this, Digory regained his energy from the previous confusion, and saw that Alan actually had free time to focus on forming a professional Quidditch club, and the live broadcast did not stop, which made the wizard behind the TV They feel more at ease and more Quidditch enthusiasts are overjoyed.

Although the pure-blood family members at the scene were even more jealous and resentful, they had no choice but to prepare to leave silently, planning to start preparing to close the store. Regardless of whether Allen really had a way to deal with it or was bluffing, their counterattack was inevitable. Yes, the longer they wait for Hogwarts to really take off, the less they have the capital to resist. As for Gringotts, Nagnok also knew that he could not persuade the other party to compromise. He waved his hand bitterly, letting Gringotts' The goblins are also preparing to leave.

Allen had completely stopped looking at the situation. He signaled to Digory and then turned to Josephine and said, "Aunt, come back early for dinner after get off work. Emily had a cold and cough a few days ago. She has no appetite and feels bad about drinking. After drinking the potion, I plan to cook by myself and make something delicious to whet her appetite..." He paused, "I prepared some black pudding and English blood sausage that you like for your aunt, which is also suitable to put in... Come on. Give me a taste of my craft.”

"Oh? Then you are the first of the Harris children to like to cook..." Josephine was a little surprised and confused, "Emily has been sick and pretended to be sick only once or twice, and I have never seen you do anything. …”

Before Alan can think of an answer, he is saved by Griphook the Goblin.

"No! I won't leave!" Griphook shouted, waving his hand suddenly and pushing away the goblin next to him, "Alan Harris!" rushed out and shouted unconvinced, "Hogwarts is here. Returning the sword of Legnarc I to us is another arrogance of the wizard! The sword belonged to Legnarc I and was stolen by Godric Gryffindor! But now it counts as one of ours A lost treasure, a goblin’s work! It belongs to the goblin!”

Nagnok paused to leave. After he heard Griphook's shout, he was not willing to return without success. He planned to seize this reason: "Principal Harris, Griphook said it right. , Mr. Godric Gryffindor, one of the founders of Hogwarts, stole the sword from King Legnarc I... It has been stored in Hogwarts for so many years, please return it now We goblins... I believe that since Principal Harris values ​​the law so much just now, he will definitely not illegally allow Hogwarts to continue to wrongly occupy a treasure that does not belong to it, right?"

The goblins suddenly made such an excited request, which caused an uproar among the wizards who knew this period of history. The more radical wizards with some wizard supremacy were already yelling at the side, especially several wizards from Gryffindor College, the founder They were particularly angry when people were called thieves. If the wizards around them hadn't stopped them, they would have even wanted to go up and have a duel with the goblins who had insulted the founder.

"Hell, what nonsense are they talking about? How could Gryffindor's sword be stolen from the hands of goblins? The history of magic... uh..." Flag Brown cursed in surprise. He could not accept the knowledge of his own college. The founder would be a thief, but as a Muggle, he was not well-versed in the history of the wizarding world. He habitually turned to the know-it-all in his college for help on such issues, "Hermione! Please tell them the accurate records in the history of magic. Let these goblins clear their heads!”

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