"I raise my horn and salute the Raven Clan's most outstanding friend and warrior!"

Albert, who was also dressed as a Viking, took the horn cup handed over by the fat man who was also dressed as a Viking, and began to perform lines in front of the audience.

Because of his outstanding physique and appearance, and because of his identity, Albert became the leader of this Viking, although he has a relatively upright personality, but he has been trained by orthodox Auror agents, and he can be regarded as easy to perform this kind of difficult performance.

And such an exotic outfit made Fleur, who was hosting off-stage, feel that her husband looked more wild and charming - and also made her make up her mind that after the show was over, she couldn't let her husband take off this outfit in advance, but let him insist on wearing it back to his bedroom....

"How can we become the new masters of England if no one will open the doors?" Albert walked over to the bow of the dragon, "The axe in our hands will allow him... Let her—" he looked at the crew around him as he walked, "even it—" he pointed to Dobby, a house-elf who had been forced in by Hermione and was dressed as a warrior, "to become a legend... The important thing is to pick up your axes... And then—" He drew his two axes in his left and right hands, and shouted in a tone that was not relaxed, "Shine on the scene! They think we are savages, don't let them down!"

The Viking ship stopped in the outer realm of the stage area and landed, and the wizards on board dressed as Viking warriors were already in their poses.

And around the stage are a number of wizards, their wands raised and begin to perform illusions to perform stunts for the show.

Suddenly, countless flaming arrows swished through the air sounded, overwhelming all the sounds in the square.

At the bow of the ship, Albert's Viking commander looks up at the horizon, and the onlookers also notice the vision. The sky was suddenly enveloped in a firework glow, and Albert shouted, "Raise your shield!"

All the Viking warriors behind Albert raised their large round shields, and those bright rockets in the sky shot into the Viking warship, burning with blazing flames, and the Viking warriors on both sides of the enemy fought together, and the weapons collided with each other in a ping-pong collision, which seemed very fierce for a while.

However, the Viking warriors' attack was obviously not smooth because of the prepared defenders in the stage, and the war fell into a stalemate for a while, and those Viking warriors were brave, but the enemies were numerous, and no matter how much they slashed and assassinated, they could not see who the scales of victory were tilting towards...

At this time, a rattling and shrill cry was heard, and all the ravens in the Ravenclaw Temple flew out, and countless ravens circled in the air to form a black tornado-like thing.

The onlookers saw the light-blond-haired Albert suddenly stop attacking, and the wizards who were surprised adjusted their panoramic binoculars to see clearly, and many Vikings in the venue seemed to see something that shocked him and stared in one direction.

The wizards followed his gaze and saw a cloak of raven's tail feathers appear under the mast? A man with a spear in his hand? Half of his cheeks were covered in blue Viking tattoos, and the pupils of his eyes shrunk to the point of a tiny pupil in the middle? The rest of the place shows a large whites of the eyes? Combined with the conspicuous tattoos, he looks like he only has one eye.

This is the role that the Hogwarts master plays today, with two blackbirds standing on his shoulders.

A three-eyed raven made of magic but much smaller? And the blackened Phoenix Ankh is dressed up as a raven pet called Fujin and Wuni to represent thoughts and memories, while in front of him? Two hellhounds with black bone spurs on their backs clawing at the planks and roaring at the wizards? This infernal creature that is now used by the Aurors as a military dog has also been brought in to make up the numbers.

Odin looked at us. ”

Emily raised her axe and shouted, turning around and taking Laura to attack the enemy, and the Viking warriors who had been unable to support their sluggishness lifted their spirits and were infused with new powers like divine help? Roaring and launched a counterattack.

Onlookers cheering excitedly? Although the actors are not professional, due to the realism of the illusion and the relatively novel stage play for wizards, it still makes them feel as if they have seen a real battlefield.

"Savage, dirty, rude!"

"Britain doesn't look like Britain anymore!"

"Harris has brought too much of the mudblood culture to us. ”

Looking at the huge TV screen in front of him, next to Herbert Bock's wheelchair, a few well-dressed wizards cursed? Ben Bird's whirring chin shook as he pouted.

"You little ones... Don't understand the meaning behind this?" Herbert Bock sat in a wheelchair, struggling to prop up his back? There was a hint of arrogance in his tone, "Alfred..."

"Yes, master..."The butler of the Bock family hurriedly responded? He had been preparing drinks for his master, but now he was forced to let go of the growth tissue that grew on the Motra rat in his hand? In place of the ill-energized Herbert explained? "Ladies and gentlemen? It's not for nothing that Harris chose these savages... I don't need to say much about ravens and blue relationships, they happen to be the epitome of these barbarians... And now in Hogwarts Floating City and in the Floating Court of their colonies, aren't they also doing something angry about plundering the resources of other countries?"

"The light-golden-haired Muggle barbarians of northern Europe occupied Britain in ancient times, and now these light-golden-haired wizarding barbarians... Apparently also considered himself to occupy Britain. Mr. Borgin Bock, with his neatly combed and oily hair, had a face that was not at all as oily as he was a shopkeeper, and he was spinning a glass of whiskey in his hand.

"Sir, some Death Eaters working under the Dark Lord have news from their distant relatives, our Bock family, in the afternoon..."Alfred listened again to his own preparation work as he spoke, "The Dark Lord has been defeated again... And Harris defeated the Dark Lord this time without a head-on fight..."

"What? not even a frontal battle? incompetent!"

"We've helped them so much during this trying time... He's just wasting our resources in vain...?"

"This half-breed ability is not worthy of his ambition and appetite! This is not the first time he has been thwarted under Harris!"

When the purebloods heard the bad news, they felt that their investment had been wasted, and the mental and practical pressure brought about by the confrontation with Harris for many days stimulated them to start insulting them without grace, but their expressions were a little desperate and panicked.

"What the hell is going on?" Ben Herbert, who had been scolding a lot, stopped scolding, and grabbed Alfred's hand, "I don't understand whether he ran away without a head-on fight because he was afraid of pulling or for some other reason? Where is the mysterious man running now, will he continue to fight Harris?

"I'm sorry....the situation is more complicated than we thought, I'll let you know a little closer with the real situation and the follow-up news, now it's certain..."Alfred inadvertently withdrew his hand, suppressing his impatience at the other party interrupting his drink, "They said... It seems that the Dark Lord fell for Harris's machinations and caused this defeat... But apart from the beginning, there's no new news coming back from Mr. Malfoy..."

"Whew... In the early days, if we had made a force... He's going to admit it! We're going to break the Harris in one fell swoop!" Ben Persted was very upset at the current situation, remembering that a few years ago, Harris's family was very upset about their status and power and did not make a move in advance.

"The Harris family is prepared for everything, and Alan Harris, a young man, doesn't talk about witchcraft," Bokin shook his head in annoyance, "to lie... Come and sneak attack... The Mystery Man, a seventy-one-year-old wizard, and the old wizards who paralyzed us who laid the foundation stone of British magic..."

"That's enough, I'm not asking you here today to see Harris's performance and judge them for anything. Herbert raised his voice, "To inform you of the news, after that half-blood's defeat, to stop a little lately, and not to let Harris turn his attention back to you... Ahem... Rat's tail juice... Where's the rat tail juice?"

Because Herbert began to cough uncontrollably because of Gao Shen's words, Alfred sped up the configuration action: "Please forgive the master... Motra rat juice is ready in no time... It relieves your pain right away..."

"Hmph... These rat tail juices can be relieved... Ahem... The side effects of overconsumption have already made purple ear hairs start to grow in my ears..."