Chapter 1137: Condiments

Before Alfred could finish his sentence, he immediately got the support of the group of pure-blood wizards around him, who had found this suitable reason before coming to Floating City, and they made painful appearances to the live camera, one by one, loudly declaring 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 were heartbroken by the decision to close their business in the British wizarding world, it did not do fatal damage to these families who had accumulated a fortune for hundreds of years, and for what they considered to be the greater good, the number of unemployed wizards in the entire British wizarding community exploded, and in order to highlight the importance of the Ministry's policy, in order to strike a blow to Harris's ruling Ministry of Magic, and to take the opportunity to at least try to overthrow Owen Harris from power.

This is the last chance these purebloods can seize now that Harris is using Harris to provoke other wizards and immediately provoke the elves, because once the Floating City is firmly established, then Harris, who controls politics, education, and manufacturing, will be a disaster for their old forces - and this does threaten wizards as ordinary people, especially those who have just seen themselves lose their jobs on the live broadcast.

Immediately after, a burst of fire rose out of thin air, and the golden and majestic phoenix stood on the shoulders of Allen, who was wearing a hood, and appeared in front of the bank together, Allen held a staff in his hand, foaming and shouting that those dragon-like orbs were focused on the surrounding goblins and pure-blood families.

It's just that it doesn't fit in with his usual 'I'm not easy to mess with' outfit, and what also confuses the wizards inside and outside the wizard's TV screen is that Alan is now hanging some large bags of translucent pockets on his staff, and there are many ingredients that look very fresh, all kinds of ingredients, in addition to meat, vegetables, mushrooms, and even a few cartons of milk coming out of the headband, a few fresh colored ball fish are opening and closing their gills in the water ball— The white-haired wizard seemed careful not to let these things touch his robe to avoid smelling them, which seems to be the reason why he didn't fit them into the tapered retractable mantra around his waist.

If you ignore the Hogwarts Headmaster's outfit and the stiff atmosphere it brings to the scene, it looks like a husband who has just gotten off work and is on his wife's orders to run errands and go to the market to buy groceries.

The wizards and goblins of the pure-blood family looked at Eren vigilantly, and the timid and cunning couldn't help but retreat some distance so that their companions' faces could be more present, and they couldn't guess what Eren wanted to do.

Voldemort, who was as strong as the Dark Lord, stepped on Muggle toys under Allen's design, and was forced to sort out Gryffindor, and was dressed up as a successful immortal boy, still strongly retained in their memories - at this time, whether Allen's strange dress had a deep meaning, they couldn't tell, but now they were against Harris, and they could be sure that if the wizard in front of them didn't know, then there was a ghost.

But Allen, who had entered Harris Bank, walked up the low stairs with Ankka to the venue of the press conference, and the sound of his leisurely footsteps knocked on the hearts of the elves and purebloods on the field, and the voices of the wizards who had been shouting at Harris gradually decreased, and then became inaudible.

The wizards present stopped talking one after another, no one was talking at will, people looked at Alan on the stage, felt the chill on their faces, and couldn't help but hold their breath, those cameras didn't dare to slack off, and immediately turned the camera to focus on Allen, at this time, as the owner of the floating city, Ai Ethics naturally became the focus of attention inside and outside the TV screen, everyone was waiting for his speech, waiting for his counterattack on the previous threat of the pure-blood family,

"Ah, it's great that you're here. Alan spoke, but it was even more confusing.

The Headmaster's eyes, which had been a little bulging from the search, relaxed, and he strode down a few steps of joy, towards Director Josephine Harris's black wide-brimmed hat—and then he nodded to his aunt and passed her, stopping next to Sirius, who was stealing an ice cream, but his head was facing the more fat middle-aged wizard with a light brown cap, who was Amos Diggory, Cedric's father.

This caused the wizards present and absent to look at Alan in dismay, and the atmosphere at this time was even more confused, and Amos Diggory was already sweating on his head, and he did not understand that the Hogwarts Headmaster, who was more famous in Quidditch than his son, would find him at such a moment.

Diggory noticed the gaze on him and the camera in focus, suppressed the surprise and anxiety that rose in his heart, took off the hat on his head, and pretended to be calm and took the initiative to speak: "Principal Harris, what do you have to tell me?"

"Mr. Diggory, I have an urgent matter that I want to ask you for..."Alan looked at Diggory with a solemn face, "I want to ask... Are you familiar with Qiu Zhang's parents? Have you eaten with them? Have I hosted your family for dinner?... I'm sorry, but when I was at school, Cho and I were Quidditch teammates, but we didn't know much about her family..."

"Autumn's parents?" Diggory repeated without reacting, and then the bad comments of the Harris heir in front of him on emotional issues filled his head, and he immediately said with some vigilance, "Of course, Principal Harris, Autumn and my son Cedric are already engaged, and my family has eaten with their parents, Principal Harris, what are you...?"

"And what are the flavors they invite you to eat... Oh, it's their hometown food!That's great!" Alan glared at Diggory and asked himself, which made the other party a little frightened, and also found that he was misunderstood by the other party and some wizards present, Alan smiled bitterly and hurriedly said the purpose of his trip, "You may not know, I just went to the Soviet district of Westminster, but I was missing a few things... And the direct apparition to their hometown is a bit too exaggerated... So Mr. Diggory, I just wanted to ask you to do me a favor and help me bring a letter to your in-laws, I am now in particular in need of some of the condiments from their hometown that are listed on this list..."

"Condiments?" Diggory was so surprised that he subconsciously raised his hand, and put his cap back on in the middle of the conversation, "Hmm, Condiments?!!!" He finally remembered the stones hanging from the staff in Alan's hand, "Principal Harris, you are... Want to cook?"

However, before Eren replied, the surrounding wizards and goblins also reacted - the purpose of Allen's appearance here was not to deal with the provocation of the goblins and pure-blood families and resolve disputes, but actually because he was poor in cooking and came to Amos Diggory to ask for spices...

Anger struck the hearts of these pure-blood wizards and goblins, they thought it was obvious that it was impossible for the white-haired wizard in front of him not to know about their protest at the bank, so the other party must have done it on purpose, to show that he felt that their protest was not a problem at all, to deliberately ignore them, and deliberately humiliate them in this form - to let people know that these pure-bloods and goblins from the Divine Twenty-Eight were not as important as a few packets of spices in the eyes of Alan Harris.

This made Alfred, the butler of the Boke family, who had always been more accustomed to not talking much and being better at controlling other people's speeches, couldn't suppress the anger rising in his heart, and he tried to talk to Alan in a stiff tone: "Principal Alan Harris, you can't despise us like this!

"I'm sorry Mr. Diggory, could you please write a letter to Cho Zhang's parents now? It's a bit abrupt for me to come directly to the door..."Alan didn't pay attention to the other wizards, he stretched the dish he was carrying on his staff forward and motioned to Diggory to pay attention, "You see this is urgent... If you delay for a long time, the fish will not be fresh when they die..."