Chapter 809: Mr. Alan Harris, please wait

"These ravens flew in from all directions when the temple was built, and then made their home in the temple, and the surname Ravenclaw itself means raven's claws, which seems to add some mysterious aura to the temple. Fleur smiled at the camera as she introduced the temple.

A raven flew in front of Alan, but before it could get close to Alan, Anka, who landed on Alan's shoulder, spread her wings vigilantly and warned him not to approach.

In fact, in the Muggle world, ravens are also a symbol of the British national honor, and have always been carefully raised by the British Muggle royal family, who have also appointed raven officers to take care of these ravens. In fact, it stems from a proverb: "If the raven flies away from the Tower of London or dies, the Tower of London will collapse and the crown will fall to the ground." For this reason, the Tower of London Raven is regarded as a symbol of the rise and fall of the nation's fortunes, and has an unimaginable place in the hearts of Muggles. Fleur continued to recite the message she had memorized earlier, "But though they love the ravens in the tower, they are afraid that they will offend it and bring bad luck to themselves. But to prevent ravens from flying out of the Tower of London, specially hired keepers trim each raven under expert guidance so that they can only flutter inside the tower, so the ravens are now nicknamed the "last prisoners" in the Tower of London. ”

"Hah... Muggles are Muggles, a little too ignorant and feudal superstitious than we wizards. Lawrence, who had been praying to the statue of the deity and had begun to pray for the statue of St. Mungo, couldn't help but scoff a little when he heard this, and just after finishing the sarcasm, he seemed to feel that he was being distracted and a little disrespectful while praying, he quickly stabilized his mind and began to pray, "Ravenclaw bless..."

Alan listened to the foolish words of this true believer, and struggled for a while before he managed to make sure that he did not satirize his self-slapping behavior in the face.

"Raven is what I told Muggles—" Luna's muffled voice rang out in Alan's heart, and there was a smacking of lips.

"What are you smacking your lips for?" Alan asked, "Hungry, what will you eat in Diagon Alley?"

"I'm eating raw cheek cream on Hogsmeade......" The vague female voice rejected Alan's offer.

"Ice cream in the winter?" Alan swallowed when he heard Luna's doppelganger, "Bring me one when you go back to school." ”

When the guests arrived, Alan and Helena stood at the front near the statue of Rowena Ravenclaw, they closed their eyes, their hands clenched into fists, their lips moved slightly, the idol of Ravenclaw emitted a faint blue light with the prayers of the crowd, and those who were praying felt that the negative emotions such as pain and remorse in their bodies seemed to be gradually smoothed under this light. Above the dome, the nebula flowed, and all the ravens stood still facing in the direction of the Ravenclaw shrine.

After praying, Owen and Alan stood up, and in an instant all the ravens spread their wings, flew around the dome, and then flew high in the air, moving freely - and not in the temple at all, much to the relief of Alan, who had been distracted and paying attention to the top of his head.

Although the prayer service had ended, the sorcerers present were more or less pious in their hearts, and feeling the false feeling that had just been created by the divine power, many of them chose to continue to pray in their own ways in the temple to the shrine of Ravenclaw.

Among them, Muggle and mixed-race wizards knew that they were wizards, influenced by their original families, many of them had the habit of praying, and at this time, although they changed their prayer objects in the wizarding world, they were more pious than in the Muggle world, but they naturally changed their prayer objects to Ravenclaw in the wizarding world.

But relatively speaking, the wizards from the pure-blood family, although they maintain the necessary respect for Ravenclaw in the environment at this time, in fact, their hearts are still resistant to the belief in Ravenclaw and the act of praying to Ravenclaw, they believe that wizards should not believe in any god - whether she is a true god or not, and more importantly, improve their own strength.

Some members of the Divine Twenty-Eight Family, who didn't deal with Harris, even began to suspect that there was any magical effect that could affect people's minds, so they took the Occlumency Technique and said hello and prepared to leave, and some of them didn't know how to do it and even walked out quickly.

Alan narrowed his eyes at the performance of these people, and secretly thought about going back and asking the Umbrella to send more of his own people disguised as believers to act as temple guards, so as to prevent them from repeating the same small means that Scrimgeour had instructed Scrimgeour to surprise the attack last time - after all, the armed Aurors were not suitable to participate in such private activities, otherwise they would be attacked and abused.

Although the temple was donated by the Harris family, and Alan himself was nominally a Ravenclaw Elector, in order to show that he was just an ordinary believer, Alan did not entertain the wizards as a host. Therefore, after the prayer ceremony, Alan thought that there was no need for him to stay here, so he also walked out of the temple, found a random stall and sat down, bought a piece of brownie and ate a few bites, and signed a few fans After signing his name, he was a little impatient when he was about to apparition back to Hogsmeade Village, when a voice came from behind Allen.

"Mr. Alan Harris, please wait. (Author's note: To see this man with his own BMG appear, please cooperate with the BGM of the fifth season of Evil Force: Jen Titus - "O Death" is better.) )

As if choked with something in his throat, hoarse, oppressive and slow, as if to shock the living beings who could not distinguish between men and women, Alan, who was standing at the door of the temple, heard the sound but did not notice the owner of the voice for a while—until he saw a gray-white carriage pulled by three Thestrals approaching from a distance, the car slowly stopped on the side of the road near the temple, the door opened, and a pair of feet in leather sandals, which appeared completely out of place in winter, stepped on the stone bricks.

The owner of the feet was holding a cobra-shaped cane rattling on the ground, his finger was wearing a wide silver ring, and the man in front of him was dressed in a black magic robe, walking proudly through the street with an unparalleled momentum, his long bald white hair trembling slightly in the wind, and the expression on his bone-white skin, which was as pale as Alan's, was daunting—but the wizards around him seemed to be completely oblivious to him as if they had been under a Muggle banishment spell.

As he went, a male wizard in brown robes bumped into his shoulder as he rubbed shoulders with him, as he was immersed in the Daily Prophet in his hand.

The wizard walked past him, turned his head, and noticed the old man in front of him, and he complained casually, "Old man, be careful when you walk!" As soon as he finished speaking, the male witch frowned, as if wondering why there was unbearable pain in his body, but after a moment, his eyes lost focus, his knees weakened, and he fell to the ground in the confusion of the people around him, and then his body turned on his side and fell straight down, and the newspaper in his hand was scattered in the air, and the surrounding wizards saw this situation, and hurriedly surrounded him to rescue, but he no longer had any vital signs at all.

The old man who had just gotten off the carriage slowed down, tilted his head slightly to the right, lowered his yellow eyes to his shoulders, then raised his hand, dusted off his shoulders, and continued to move towards Alan quietly, his features were like that of an aggressive ram - light skin with a pair of large yellow eyes that were impressive, and the bridge of his nose was very straight. It's just that the way his lips are closed and the nasolabial folds on both sides of his nose make him look very stern and unapproachable.

"Helmo, long time no see. Luna's voice rang out around them, with an awe-inspiring majesty in the ethereal.