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Chapter 1429? Blue Funeral

Near the exit of the temple, Alan, who had just finished offering flowers, was caught up by the ambassadors. The voices around him became louder and louder, causing Anka, who had just fallen on Alan's shoulder to fly to the perch on the ceiling that was originally prepared for the ravens.

"There are some scumbags in Bulgaria who are obsessed with greed. They will be punished... Principal Harris, give us a chance to make up for it..." The witch Vasil Stoichikov from Bulgaria was the most anxious. He walked to Allen's side as quickly as possible, eagerly betrayed his minister and expressed his apology for his country.

But before Alan's response was met, Stoichikov was squeezed away by the Spanish Minister of Magic Javier Roona. The other party's fleshy nose was red with excitement. "Principal Harris, this time I brought a lot of the best sherry wine in our country's collection, as well as Iberian ham... I don't know if there is any honor to taste it with you... Let's communicate in private."

"The powerful Principal Harris, I hope Britain can uphold justice for our dead high priests... and cannot let those dark wizards get away with it easily..." India's bearded Arksei shouted angrily, deliberately blocking Goebbels who limped over.

"It's so regrettable that such a thing happened. We were wronged in the duel arena, and some people wanted to frame Germany..." Goebbels leaned his head anxiously, and he simply defended loudly, so he couldn't get in.

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"Everyone, the temple is not a place to talk about these mundane things and loud noises." Katie rushed over when she heard the noise. She held her hands in front of her. She had been serving as the high priest of the temple for a while and had some majesty and sacred temperament. "Please don't bother Principal Harris, the Ministry of Magic is ready to welcome you in the commercial square outside."

"The compensation issue... is the director of the International Magic Cooperation Department of the Ministry of Magic. She will communicate with you outside later." Allen also spoke. His expression, which had always been gentle, was a little impatient at this time, "I am just a principal of the school, and I don't care about political things this time."

After saying that, as if he was afraid that they would continue to entangle, Allen walked back along the temple passage.

The other ministers looked at the clerical wizards who had slightly blocked their way after Allen left, and had to leave Ravenclaw Temple in disappointment.

Just left the temple gate. When they stood on the high steps at the entrance of the temple gate, the original discussion burst out even louder after a brief silence, and they discovered something was wrong.

Before, before entering the temple, this commercial square in the center of the floating city was very lively, but now those sunshades such as the Florin cold drink shop, the crucible in front of the drug store, and the colorful neon signs have disappeared without a trace. All mobile stalls selling alchemy items have been put away, and tourists wearing clothing from various countries and with different hair colors and accents have disappeared...

The entire commercial square turned into an open space, and the entire commercial square was covered with wizards on the stairs and styles of the building pavilions. The director of the International Magic Cooperation Department of the Ministry of Magic, the British Ministry of Magic, and Allen's elder sister Daisy Harris, was standing next to the steps of the temple with his subordinates holding some things. The high platform that the temple usually hosted and several people with protective umbrellas were preparing.

The current strange situation made the representatives of those countries realize something was wrong. They seemed to be silent and the United Kingdom, which had not spoken out about the duel event, is now about to express some of this.

Stefanos was very nervous inside. He hurriedly came to Daisy and begged for mercy in a low voice: "Director Harris, this duel happened in Greece. We, as the organizer, have a responsibility that we cannot shirk, but please believe that this is not what we hope to see, we are also victims..."

"Isco's behavior in the gladiator are entirely his personal matter, and our country is not aware of this. And we learned through investigation that he had some contact with Germany before the game." Minister Luna of the Spanish Ministry of Magic once again habitually squeezed the front. "Director Harris, we are willing to cooperate with the British side to extradite the wizard who had contact with Isco to the UK for investigation."

"Our country has indeed had conflicts with the British side due to the misconduct of some people, but they cannot represent the will of the German people now." Impressed by the wrong atmosphere, Goebbels in Germany was sweating on his forehead, "But our government does have the responsibility of poor supervision. For this reason, we are willing to pay for the UK's losses. Please believe our sincerity..."

Goebbels quietly looked at Daisy's expression and found that the beautiful girl's delicate face was apart from the eyes that looked a little red because of the funeral. Now her expression seemed to be a little depressed, as if she was insulted by the compensation provided by Germany.

This made Goebbels no longer care about the usual diplomacy. He leaned closer and whispered: "In addition, Director Harris, the Harris family was originally an old German noble. This time we found out the mistakes of some retired officials many years ago... Now we have cleaned up the ancestral homes of the Harris family in Germany and have been repaired. I think the wizards on the surrounding fiefdoms will also look forward to reappearing the glory of the Harris family's control period... Of course, our Ministry of Magic will also compensate for the losses over the years... If Director Harris is convenient..."

"Director Harris, Bulgaria is willing to be the most loyal friend of the UK!" Bulgaria's Vasil heard that Goebbels from Germany gave up their agreement to advance and retreat privately, and quickly began to describe his conditions. "Hogwarts is the best magic school in the world, and Principal Harris has made great contributions, and Principal Kakarov recently made Demstrong develop well because of Principal Harris' guidance... So the school directors in our country decided to hand over their ownership of the school to Principal Harris who is better at education... Although we cannot control the board of directors of other surrounding countries, I think the ownership of our country is enough to allow Principal Harris to have absolute authority and allow this old magic academy to develop more vigorously...

"Everyone, please calm down... But regarding the previous attack, our UK does have some requirements to announce to the countries involved... Since everyone is here..." Daisy's palm, which was pinched into a fist under her magic robe, had been stamped with nails. "In view of the huge losses caused to the world by the explosion in the duel arena, and to avoid similar events in the future..." Daisy looked back at her subordinates and then turned back and continued, "Please take a look first..."

Daisy's staff wearing the Ministry of Magic uniform acted very quickly. They appeared quickly and sent the parchment printed with the Ministry of Magic badge to the officials on site.
Chapter completed!
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