Seeing this situation, no one has tried to raise objections to the Harris family anymore, and those troublemakers who deliberately made trouble before have also shut their mouths, they have seen that opposition is useless, in the eyes of these pure-blood family wizards, the Harris family has made up their minds to make their family's profound magical knowledge public, which is almost equivalent to a real declaration of war on them, in disguise, telling themselves that they have made up their minds to stand opposite them, and they are planning to exterminate them.

The petty tactics were no longer suitable, and the pure-blood wizards made eye contact in tacit agreement and left the venue one after another.

The press conference continued with some more scenes and officially ended, Alan said goodbye to his father, and was about to take advantage of the situation to eat some snacks in Diagon Alley to pad his stomach, but was stopped by a somewhat shrill voice: "Mr. Alan Harris, please stay." ”

Alan stopped, turned to look, and saw a well-dressed, long-handed, and housekeeper wizard who walked up to him and saluted him: "Hello Mr. Alan Harris, I am Alfred Crawford, the butler of the Bock family, and I am here on the orders of the head of the family, Herbert Bock..."

Alan nodded in response, and then invited the butler wizard, "Mr. Crawford, let's go to the cake stall over there and sit down and talk." ”

Alfred Crawford obediently followed behind Allen, who led the way without moving a word, knowing this Herbert Bock, and having seen his name on the family tree on the wall of Black's ancestral home, who was married to Belvina, the daughter of Phineas Nigelus Black, the most unpopular headmaster in Hogwarts history and now the portrait of the least popular headmaster, and his mother-in-law, Ursula Flint, and Marcus Blake, who had just been on the sidelines. Flint is also related by blood, and this Herbert Bock should be more than a hundred years old if he is counted now.

The family-run Bochin is the largest shop in Tumbledown Alley, the owner of this shop, Mr. Bogin, often deals with those unusual ancient wizard artifacts, and because of the sinister intentions of his cunning customers, and the greedy nature of the shopkeeper himself, so this store has handled a lot of gray business, and even sells those with black magic or other dangerous items, and to be able to open such a shop in the name of illegal trade in Tumbledown Alley without being investigated by the Aurors is enough to explain the background behind the family, and the purpose of the Bock family to open this shop is also likely to be the same as one of the purposes of the Ravenclaw Temple, but also to collect the mysteries of magic that have been passed down from the pure-blooded broken families.

Even many years ago, Tom Riddle himself worked as a clerk under the owner of the time, Karaktarkus Bock, and thus had the opportunity to get close to many objects with specific abilities, and learned something he did not learn at Hogwarts. Bock took advantage of the ignorance and poverty of the mysterious man's mother, Merope, and bought the locket belonging to Salazar Slytherin himself and the gold cup of Helga Hufflepuff for a few bucks, and then sold them at a high price.

After the two of them sat down and ordered, the Alfred Crawford couldn't wait to speak.

"Mr. Harris, now that we have no reporters or outsiders around, what my master wants to know is that there is really no room for relaxation in what the Harris family said at the press conference? Mr. Harris's mother, Morgan Lefay, was a member of the Rozier family, so strictly speaking, we were all distant relatives, and my master really didn't want things to get to this point, and everyone was just a little bit of a fight before... If Mr. Alan Harris could think more about your relatives who belong to the British bloodline..."Alfred Crawford looked relieved, "My master, Mr. Herbert Bock, has expressed his willingness to unite with other pure-blood families to support the bill to change the term of office of the Minister of Magic..."

"Our Harris family has made a decision on this matter, if the Burke family really wants to be friendly with the Harris family, it might as well be in another way, if the Burke family is also willing to donate knowledge, we can become friends, I think whether it is our Harris, or the Ravenclaw Temple, or the Ministry of Magic will be willing to bring something in return to such an enlightened family. Alan can fully understand the meaning of the other party's hint of what he said, the combination of pure-blood wizard families is indeed a huge force, but Alan will not be threatened by this force, in terms of Harris's current size and development, if he stagnates, at most he will only make himself a stronger member of their circle, if there is no education reform and breaking the secrecy law and Luna's canonization of gods, it is not unacceptable, but in the current situation, there are so many things to do, Harris can only snatch the cake from the hands of these native rulers, and let the real people control it, so that the British wizarding world can really be under their feet。

Alfred Crawford was a little surprised to see that Alan so decisively rejected his offer to let Harris control the Ministry of Magic for a long time, he paused, and shrewdly realized that he could not shake the decision of the person in front of him at all, so he no longer wasted his words, and saluted Alan again, "I feel sorry for my master, Mr. Alan Harris..."

Alfred Crawford said that, then turned to the counter to pay the bill, bowed slightly to Alan again, and then left without saying a word.

Alan looked at the very cultured butler's straight back and shook his head gently, he was not interested in eating here, he directly picked up a piece of cake and fed it to the phoenix Ankh standing on his shoulder, Ankh swallowed the cake in three or two clicks, pecked Allen's ears affectionately to express his satisfaction, and began to comb his feathers.

Got up to greet the clerk, and ordered a few extra brownies for him to pack together, intending to take them back for the girls to taste, but as soon as he left with the packing box handed by the other party, the two patrolling Aurors trotted by, looking like they were in a hurry.

Alan asked the Aurors with some curiosity, "Gentlemen, what happened?"

"Mr. Alan Harris, it's Tom, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron, who reported that a female Muggle was shouting for help from the Aurors outside the Leaky Cauldron, and we need to go over and see what was going on. The Patrol Aurors returned respectfully, although they were under the jurisdiction of Rufus Scrimgeur, the head of the Auror Office, and the patrol Aurors were also at odds with the armed Aurors under Harris's jurisdiction, but he was still a little flattered by being directly questioned by Allen's existence.