All things are three at Hogwarts

Fleur's voice on the TV seemed to be even happier: "Principal Harris has won thirteen international awards again after the Barnabus Finkley Award for Excellent Spellcasting Techniques... At present, Hogwarts Floating City is ready to start. Move slowly to the European continent, and help the Ministry of Magic of various countries along the way to establish trade networks and their own floating cities. Finally, they will arrive in Greece after this year's S exam, so that Principal Alan Harris can participate in the international dueling competition and potions. championship…"

"This is really good. I might be able to see these games live after I go to the floating city." Jessica raised her hand and patted the packed gift box, "Ian... you really don't want to..."

"Jessica, needless to say, just like I don't want you to learn from the British..." Ian scratched his hair a little irritably, "You didn't go to Wagadu... Those other countries are all soft, a They want to spend all their money to please Britain... They even want to sanction us, the United States, in order to please Allen."

"But Allen didn't agree, right? You know he won't... Ian, I'm just going to learn magic." Jessica stretched out her hand to ruffle her brother's hair even more, and said with some annoyance, "You don't Will you go with me..."

"The Ilvermorny Library also has some ancient magical knowledge, and our Horned Serpent Academy has more of these things..." Ian knocked his sister's hand off angrily, sat up straight on the ground, and the sofa followed him. His movements flickered, "We still have a lot of knowledge that we haven't fully explored yet. You can stay..."

"Ian, don't be childish. I used to think Ilvermorny was the best magic school, but when you saw the city flying in the sky and the city that was about to fly up... I knew we were really not... I just think now Go and bring them back to the United States." Jessica bit her lip and tried to convince her brother who had become a little extreme again, "Also, as Uncle Leonard said, don't follow Graves' group anymore. Mixed together... At the beginning, I also thought what they said made sense, but if you think about what they did, they just made the situation in the United States dry. It was more like they were talking big words and empty words, saying some People like to hear that those actions are not good for the development of the United States...On the contrary, they have turned us into an isolated country... Think about it, if we had the good relationship between the United States and Britain a few years ago... Our Ilvermorny It also became a floating city..."

"But those are other people's charity and not our own!" Ian said unconvinced, "Do we need to sell our dignity for this?"

"Apart from making friends with Britain, it doesn't put forward any harsh requirements, does it? We also have our own strengths. I heard that British students are also learning the gesture casting that was eliminated by Wagadu to make up for the difficulty in the European system. The disadvantage of wandless spellcasting is that wizards who are not talented enough will not completely lose their spellcasting ability even if they lose their wands. Others have always been opposed to learning from other countries. Why should we exclude those who learn from the strengths of Britain?" Jesse Ka hugged his brother, tilted his head to look at her, "Ian... stop hanging out with them at the Blind Pig Bar... it makes you blind... Just like Uncle Leonard said, you and I are not suitable for politics. , why don't you resign and go to England with me to learn something and return to the United States? This will be more practical and meaningful. We have never been separated since childhood..."

Ian seemed to waver for a few seconds, but finally turned his face to the side and did not look directly into his sister's disappointed eyes: "The time for your door key is almost up, go and ask Uncle Leonard for me and tell him Our previous quarrels will not affect my feelings for him..."

Jessica sighed, she let go of her brother and waved to him, then dragged her suitcase and got into the fireplace - she would go to her Uncle Leonard to have a round with him, and he would personally Use the Portkey to send her to England for transit, and then go up to the Floating City to deliver her to his friend Flitwick.

With the fleeting green light in the fireplace, the smell of Jessica's perfume was still in the living room, but there was no trace of Jessica. Ian, who seemed a little lonely, stood up, kicked away the chair, and He came to the fireplace and grabbed a handful of Floo powder.

"The Blind Pig Bar."

Instead of passing through the door where the bar uses a peephole to observe visiting customers to decide whether to allow them in, as a regular visitor, he walked directly from the fireplace inside the bar and came to this bar that seemed to be shrouded in smoke all year round.

"The phoenix shed tears like rain and turned into pearls. When the dragon snatched away the girl he loved most, Billywig also forgot to fly away. When his lover left him, even the unicorn was lost. With long horns, even the Hippogriff feels lonely, because the girl he loves has left long ago. This is the story I know - ah, love makes strange beasts restless, whether it is dangerous or gentle, their wings rise and fall, The fur is turning, because love makes us crazy." Author's note: Music online address, B station number BV1Ns411s72b; this episode was written by screenwriter Rowling herself. It is said that this is the first time JK Rowling has composed a song for a movie. This jazz-infused song expresses broken love through the unusual behavior of magical creatures. The song is performed by Emmie Joy Green, a little-known 28-year-old British female singer.

The bar's resident music "Blind Pig", which revealed a strong and seductive atmosphere, was still going on, but it was no longer sung by the mixed-race female goblin, but was just quietly flowing out as background sound from the gramophone.

The various slogans and news plastered on the wall criticizing Britain for violating confidentiality laws, being too domineering, and being sanctioned by other countries are now replaced by brand-new slogans about rogue behavior against Britain, describing themselves as victims of betrayal by other countries. has become the new focus of publicity.

The most obvious one is the headshot of Alan Harris, which has been changed into a black cartoon. His eyes are drawn to be bulging, almost flying out of the eye sockets, and he is looking at the trophies greedily. /

Compared with before, there were many more goblins in the underground bar opened by goblins. They raised their glasses and gathered together with the admirers of Graves, loudly cursing Britain and Harris, and Because of the special effect of the gurgling liquor, he burst into unstoppable gurgling laughter.

On the narrow stage, the singing podium that used to be the residence of the mixed-race female elf singer has also been converted into a podium.

A wizard with short curly hair stood on the stage and gave a speech. His tone was urgent and he waved the newspaper in his hand vigorously. He looked a little excited. The wizards surrounding him could take whatever they wanted from the tray in the hands of the short goblin waiter in a black tuxedo. Grab a beer and drink, this has become a stronghold of American nationalism, with speeches here every night.

"Hey, Ian, it looks like you're not in a good mood tonight. What happened?" Strongford Graves walked out of the dark side hall. He was dressed better than the wizard who was having fun in the bar. She looks much calmer and more mature, and her hairstyle has also changed. Her short black hair, which is about an inch long, forms a peak in front of her forehead. She has a pair of thick, black eyebrows and a high bridge of nose, paired with a firm mandible and a well-defined square chin. , the whole person looked very determined.

The previously high-profile Ministry of Magic official came over with a familiar face and handed a glass of reddish amber drink to Ian: "Try it? My friend got me a bottle of Ogden aged fire whiskey. , said to be from the hands of a dead betrayer, but it does not affect its taste."

Ian took the wine glass and took a long sip without saying a word. The excellent taste and hot feeling made the wine seem to bring people courage, which made Ian, who had no preference or research on wine, understand. The origin of its name.

Graves sat quietly with him for a while, just refilling his drink. Seeing that his body had relaxed a little due to the effect of alcohol, he asked softly: "I thought Jessica was leaving today to put you in a good mood. It’s not good, but you seem to be troubled by more than just this. My friend, there are some things that will be much easier if you say them... Could it be that Leonard is trying to stop you because of his misunderstanding of me again? "