Black fabric descended from the sky, enveloping the surrounding buildings in darkness, and every building was shrouded in this black banner, without exception. Looking up along the black fabric, the whole city seemed to be covered by these black banners, and the Muggles were completely unaffected and hurried away, but wizards could see such a scene, hundreds of black banners, rolling between heaven and earth, a formidable sight - many elderly people looked a little panicked when they saw the methods they were familiar with.

But then, as they realized that this was not what they had thought, the huge banners cut themselves into countless small flyer-sized squares, and began to fly automatically towards those with magical powers in the field, and at the same time, the mark of the Harris family's omniscient eye on it shone brightly, and the words on the flyer appeared at the touch.

The crowd that had just resumed protesting was once again silent because of the contents of the leaflets, and so did the directors of the Ministry of Magic, who had just returned to the battle with red faces.

The leaflet said that there were only three items: Hogwarts would compensate the victims through Harris Bank in view of the fact that Voldemort's graduate school was Hogwarts, Hogwarts, who were interested in seeking a safe life, and that wizards who were willing to abide by Hogwarts laws could go to the nearest areas of Britain that had just been developed to seek help from local officials. The Ministry of Magic of the country where Harris is sheltering can also go to Hogwarts for a detailed discussion.

The panic of the ordinary wizards who had become quiet with their leaflets far exceeded when they gathered to protest.

As the German sky was lowering these notices written by Allen, the doors of the Spanish-style building at Hogwarts Crewatt were opened.

Penelope, who was not wearing an umbrella but dressed as an Auror, stepped out with a radiant face, while Allen, who was following her, was abnormally white at this time, his face was a little gray, and his movements were a little slow.

"Alan, if you want me to say that you can just send someone to go directly, why bother you to go there yourself..."Penelope crooked his mouth and looked at Alan's appearance and smiled a little provocatively, "Anyway, my parents and Lunn have been working on laws recently, and they won't come back... We're supposed to live like this for three or four months..."

"I'll have to see the despicable Helmo in a few days...", in order to relieve the fatigue caused by the excessive loss of physical strength before, Alan simply used his staff as a support, "Don't forget that I have already been to the letter to go there myself." ”

"After seeing them, we have to go back to see the mad girl?" Penelope said and reached out and touched Allen's somewhat sunken face lovingly, "Miss Know-It-All is stupid, and if you don't pursue this, you can be considered happy... The benefits are all taken by the crazy girl alone..."

"You've got to be reasonable!Penelope! It's not up to me to call the shots!I've done my best!" Allen's pale face was finally a little bloody.

"Well," Penelope nodded earnestly, and then didn't know how to take out a calendar from the space in his waist bag, "Speaking of which, I also blame me for forgetting the date, these two days have been useless... Alan, I'll let you know in a while, you'll take the time to come over once a day..."

"Wait!When Hagrid cultivated the fried snail, he didn't want to use his human-headed sphin-tailed scorpion-tailed Ginor like this! No matter how many fire crabs he prepared!" The blood on Allen's pale face turned a little pig liver color again, "We are human, at least we have to follow the path of people..."

"It's... It's a little less purposeful..."Penelope stepped forward, helped him smooth out the raven feathers and make them fit, then looked at Alan's neck and suddenly smiled crookedly, grabbed Alan's hood with both hands, and then covered up the traces of bleeding caused by the rupture of the subcutaneous microvessels on Alan's neck under the strong suction - although he changed his mind in a few seconds, lowered Alan's hood again, and enlarged the pull.

After doing all this, Penelope let a rebellious and let her act like an angry Allen, and took her into the shadows and left the floating city.

Then the two appeared in Godric's Hollow, a half-wizarding settlement.

The two of them first bought some snacks at the nearest bar, asked about the approximate range by the way, and began to walk towards the square in the middle of the town.

"This is the monument to the famous home of the Immortal Boy?"

Penelope pointed to the monument in the square.

As soon as they approached, it changed its appearance, no longer an obelisk-carved monument with names, but a statue of three people: a man with unkempt hair and glasses, a woman with long hair and a beautiful and kind appearance, and a baby boy sitting in his mother's arms. The rain that had fallen on the top of the statues a few hours ago made them look a little darker than elsewhere.

"This Harry looks much happier than the one we knew, at least he doesn't have a scar on his forehead..."Alan said, turning his head to look at the church in the distance, "Let's come out after the meeting to see if there is a flower shop, go to the cemetery to offer a few bouquets, it's all here... Let's go..."

Out of the shadows of the house came a few armed wizards and new-antique robes with red umbrellas, and they saluted Penelope, who gestured and made them retreat silently.

"Alan, you asked me to send someone here to protect that Basshat... You could have predicted so long that Grindelwald and Dumbledore would flee here at this time?" Penelope whispered close to Alan in his ear, soft breath blowing behind Alan's ear.

"As luck would have it, you know our family has some connections to theirs, and Voldemort was looking for the Elder Wand... So just let your people monitor it. Alan scratched his ears uncomfortably: he was actually worried that Voldemort would come and kill her, so he hid Nagini in her body and disguised himself as the author of "A History of Magic" - although the British wizarding world was not controlled by Voldemort now, and Harry did not flee to make this very unlikely.

As they spoke, they reached the somewhat deserted garden in front of Batchat's house, which the Muggles could not see, and Alan and Penelope carefully walked through the Plangentine flowers to avoid their unpleasant cries, and knocked their pale fingers on the wooden door where the paint was beginning to peel.

After a long time, a rickety old woman opened the door, and Alan looked at her nearby, and found that she was so short, so old that she was rickety, and had just reached his waist. (Author's note: Harry's words are chests.) ）

The old woman looked up at Alan with her hunched back, her eyes with thick cataracts, and looked at his face for a long time and said suspiciously, "Excuse me... Who are you looking for?"

"Ms. Basshat, I'm Alan Harris, and I wrote to you the other day... Come and meet your nephew, Mr. Grindelwald... Maybe he told you?" Alan really realized how old the other party was after seeing each other, and in order to make the frighteningly aging witch in front of him hear, Alan took the initiative to raise his voice a little more than usual.

"You're not my grandson!" Bassat seemed to be still behind his ears, and Allen's louder voice kept her from hearing.

"Ma'am!" Penelope saw Allen's appearance and estimated that he was not good at yelling at an old woman, so she took the initiative to step forward and raised her voice in the other person's ear: "He is not your grandson! We are here to meet your nephew!

"Grindelwald?" Bassat swept over Penelope, who was wearing an Auror uniform, the flesh on her face trembled, as if she had finally heard it this time, and then, looking intently at Allen's complexion and white hair, "My nephew, why are you still young?"

And Alan noticed the other party's look at Penelope's uniform just now, this time he didn't reply, but stared at the old woman's brain in front of him for a long time, then he sighed and let his voice change back to the usual volume, and said softly: "Don't worry about Ms. Basshat, you don't have to... We're not here to catch Mr. Grindelwald today, so don't be afraid of my girlfriend and me..."