Before Alfred finished speaking, he immediately received the echo of the wizards of the pure blood family around him. These pure blood families found this suitable reason before coming to Floating City. They looked heartbroken at the live broadcast camera, and they all shouted loudly in great pain that they would unite with the Bock family, describing that they had to be forced to close their family's business in the UK.

Although these pure-blood families are heartbroken by the decision to close their business in the British magic world, this does not cause fatal damage to these families that have accumulated hundreds of years of wealth. For the greater interests they believe, the number of unemployed wizards in the entire British magic world has surged, thereby highlighting the significant policy of the Ministry of Magic, in order to attack the Ministry of Magic under the control of Harris, and take this opportunity to at least try to overthrow Owen Harris' step down.

This is the last chance they can seize now, because once the floating city has stood firm, Harris who controls politics, education and manufacturing, it will be a disaster for them, such as the old forces - this does threaten the wizards of the ordinary class, especially those who have just seen themselves lose their jobs in the live broadcast.

Immediately afterwards, a fire rose out of thin air, and the majestic phoenix stood on the shoulders of Allen wearing a hoodie, and appeared in front of the bank together. Allen held a staff in his hand, and foamed to shout that the longan-eyed orbs were each focused on the surrounding fairies and pure blood families.

But it was incompatible with his usual outfit of the 'I'm not easy to mess with', which also made the wizards inside and outside the TV screen confused. Alan's staff was now hanging with some translucent pockets of large and small bags, and there were many ingredients that looked very fresh, and various ingredients. In addition to meat, vegetables, mushrooms, and even a few boxes of milk emerged from the headband. A few lively colorful fish were making their gills open and close in the water ball. The white-haired witch seemed to have carefully not let these things touch his robe to avoid smell. It seemed that this was also the reason why he did not put these things into the waist of the telescopic brat bag with traceless telescopic bag.

If you ignore the dress of Principal Hogwarts and the stagnant atmosphere that it brings to the scene, this look is like a husband who has just finished get off work and helps go to the market to buy vegetables and go home under the order of his wife.

The wizards and fairies of the pure blood family looked at Allen vigilantly, and the timid and cunning could not help but retreat for a while, so that their companions' faces would feel more present. They were even more uneasy if they could not guess what Allen wanted to do.

Voldemort, who was as powerful as the Dark King, stepped on Muggle toys under Allen's design, was forced to go to Gryffindor and dressed up successfully to the boy's image, which was still strongly preserved in their memory. At this time, they could not tell whether the weird dress of Allen had deep meaning, but now they were opposing Harris's matter, they could be sure that if the witch in front of them would have a ghost.

But Alan, who entered Harris Bank, took Anka to the press conference venue step by step from the low steps. His footsteps in the garden knocked on the hearts of the goblins and pure blood on the field. The voices of the wizards who were originally shouting Harris were gradually lowered and then became inaudible.

The wizards present stopped talking, no one was waiting casually. People looked at Allen on the stage and felt the chill coming to their faces. They couldn't help but hold their breath. The cameras did not dare to neglect and immediately turned the camera and pointed it at Allen. At this time, Allen, who was the master of the floating city, naturally became the focus of attention inside and outside the TV screen. Everyone was waiting for his speech, waiting for his counterattack against the previous threat of the pure blood family.

"Ah, it's great that you can come here." Allen spoke, but it was even more confusing.

Principal Hogwarts' eyes, which were originally protruding due to searching, relaxed at this moment, and he took a few steps down happily, walking towards Director Josephine Harris's wide-brimmed black hat-and then nodded to his aunt and passed her, staying next to Sirius who was stealing a glass of ice cream, but his head was facing the fat middle-aged witch with a light brown baseball cap, Amos Diggory, Cedric's father.

This made the wizards present and absent look at Allen in surprise. At this time, Allen's actions made the atmosphere even more confusing. The sweat on Amos Diggory's head had already emerged. He had no idea that the principal Hogwarts, who was more famous than his son in Quidditch, would come to him at such a moment.

Digory noticed the gaze and focus camera betting on him, suppressed the surprise and anxiety that arose in his heart, and took off the hat on his head and spoke out calmly: "Principal Harris, what are you asking me for?"

"Mr. Digory, I'm in an urgent matter to ask you for help..." Allen faced Digory solemnly, "I would like to ask... Are your Qiu Zhang's parents familiar with them? Have you eaten with them? Have I been entertained by them?... Sorry, although He Qiu was a teammate of Quidditch when I was in school, I didn't know much about her family..."

"Qiu's parents?" Digory repeated without reacting, and then the bad reputation of Harris's successor on emotional issues filled his head. He immediately said vigilantly, "Of course, Principal Harris, Qiu and my son Cedric are already engaged. My family has had dinner with their parents. Principal Harris, Principal Harris, you are...?"

"The taste they invited you to eat is... Oh, it's their hometown dish! That's great!" Allen stared at Digory and asked and answered himself, which scared the other party. He also found that he was misunderstood by the other party and some wizards present. He smiled bitterly and said the purpose of his trip. "You may not know that I just went to the Suhuo District of Westminster, but there were a few things missing... And it was a bit too exaggerated to move directly to their hometown... So Mr. Digory, I just wanted you to help me and help me bring a letter to your in-laws. I now need some of their hometown condiments listed on this list..."

"Seasoning?" Digory was so surprised that he subconsciously raised his hand, and put his cap on his conversation impolitely. "Hmm? Seasoning?!!!" He finally remembered the stones hanging on the staff in Allen's hand, "Principal Harris, are you... going to cook?"

However, before Allen replied, the wizards and fairies around him also reacted. The purpose of Allen's appearance here was not to deal with the provocations of the goblins and the pure blood family and resolve the dispute. It was because he was not cooking and came to Amos Diggory to ask for seasoning...

Anger rushed into the hearts of these pure-blooded wizards and fairies. They thought it was obvious that the white-haired witch in front of them could not have known about their protest in the bank, so the other party must have done this on purpose, to show that his attitude that their protest was not a problem at all, deliberately ignored them, and deliberately humiliated them in this form - let people know that these pure-blooded and fairies from the Holy Twenty-Eighth Tribes were not as important as a few packs of seasonings in the eyes of Alan Harris.

This made Alfred, the butler of the Bock family who has always been more accustomed to talking less and being good at controlling others' speeches, and he couldn't suppress the anger that rose in his heart. He tried to talk to Allen in a stiff tone: "Principal Alan Harris, you can't despise us like this! We are fighting..."
Chapter completed!