At this time, Allen's figure walked out of the shadow of the pile of gifts in the corner, and when they saw the appearance of the main master, the wizards hurriedly chatted and communicated, and walked up to greet them warmly.

After a moment for the initial greetings to pass, Lunn approached and said to his brother with a smiling voice, "Alan, I noticed that my father had lost almost all of the pocket money my mother gave him, and if you have anything to announce, it's better to hurry..."

"Let Albert go first, his business is more important" Alan touched his chin, "I think my father can hold on for a while..."

Lunn didn't refuse, he laughed out loud and forced himself back, and walked over to his brother Albert and whispered to him.

Albert didn't think much of it, he nodded gratefully to Alan and walked to the higher steps connecting the attic of the headmaster's room and the office area, and beckoned to Fleur in the witches, and Fleur calmly walked over and stood beside him.

Albert tapped his glass with his wand, attracting everyone's attention, and only the old men who were playing poker on the other side of the long table, relying on their seniority and age, did not move their bodies, and continued to play cards at the long table, but still looked away somewhat.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my wedding to Fleur will take place on August 1st at Harris Manor. Albert talked about the wedding, but became joyful and excited, and Fleur beside him felt the heart of her fiancé, and she looked more and more beautiful and amazing.

The wizards in the headmaster's room responded to Albert with loud applause and cheers.

The fat man, Otto Skorzny, dressed in a somewhat taut gown, squeezed his brow with the right half of his devastated face and exclaimed: "Miss Delacour, can you introduce your French relatives to us?"

Ben Four-eyed Gizela Schultz, who was holding his arms next to him, raised his skirt and gave the fat man a kick when he raised his legs, and the fat man staggered forward a few steps ahead of him, exaggeratedly covering his ass that was hit by high heels, and made a look of unbearable pain. The funny expression caused the onlookers to clapped their hands and laugh.

With everyone's blessings, Albert and Fleur, who was holding his arm, walked down the steps, and when everyone had made a lot of noise and the atmosphere became calmer again, Alan walked out of the crowd and went up the steps.

Hermione hurriedly took out a dozen parchments from her bag, she glanced defiantly at Penelope, who had exchanged cooking tips with the old witches and bragged about the adventures she had encountered as an Auror, and walked quickly towards Alan on the steps with her head held on her head on her head, which made Penelope can't help but take a sip.

"My friends, my relatives," Alan said, spreading his hands and making a gesture of welcome, "since that defeat in 1945, many of our families have been like prisoners in the eyes of others, blinded and disoriented... In the face of this situation, we don't even know who is our enemy, who is responsible for the consequences..."

Hermione handed Alan a few pieces of manuscript paper, and although he could actually remember the contents with just a glance, Alan still looked at the manuscript in front of him with a serious face.

"We're going to compensate for that reform... They call it the loss of the war to the wizarding world, the fact that this war happened through our own fault, that our family will no longer hold any position within the Ministry of Magic, where our family is located, that is only a small part of the treaty..."Alan waved the manuscripts and threw them out with all his might, scattering and burning them in Dumbledore's former office, "Those who won last time, those who were greedy, hateful, The cunning winners made us innocent victims, the lucky ones could stay in their homeland after most of their wealth and power were confiscated, and the unlucky ones like Harris lost all the money they were forced to flee... That's what we've been in for years!"

The scars that had been suppressed and buried for many years by the wizards present were once again revealed, making the otherwise pleasant scene very depressing, and some women couldn't help but start crying at the thought of their loved ones who died young, but this atmosphere was very unsettling for the outsider Tonks, who only then realized that most of the people around her were supporters of the first Dark Lord who supported Dumbledore's defeat, and this kind of assembly and speech reminded Tonks of the Death Eaters' meetings that Moody had described to him.

Daisy noticed the change in the color of her best friend's hair, and hurriedly hugged her from behind to comfort her and let her continue to listen with peace of mind.

"But now, but today!, we don't have to live in the dark!" Alan waved his arm vigorously, and the chanting of the wizards in the audience made Alan have to spread his hands and press down, and only after the scene was quiet did he continue to say in a low voice, "Many people think that this is impossible, the previous punishment will crush us, I think many people have seen this, they essentially want to destroy us, but in a more decent way... What the hell have we gotten to this point?"

"Because of Albus Dumbledore!"

"It's that they're too conservative!"

"The essence is that we lost?"

The wizards in the audience, old and young, male and female, began to babble their thoughts, which made Tonks, who had heard a lot of stories from the Auror seniors, realize the difference.

Tonks was terrified not only by the content of the discussions, but rather by the fact that she felt something like the one in her favorite Shakespeare plays and Victorian literature, and there was a normal, public left-to-right, anti-textual atmosphere, where wizards could openly express their opinions.

And the Death Eater rally she learned from Moody, the supporters of the mystery man can only stand in a small circle, they wear hoods and masks, and there is no reason to speak of but obey the Dark Lord who stands on the throne, the atmosphere changes from the salon of a Paris café to the traditional villain of a fairy tale, those things that really have old colors are long gone, and the aimless movement of the mystery man is just a poor imitation of the modern banner of pre-Restoration modernity in modern times.

After the discussion below, Alan clapped his hands and regained everyone's attention.

"I'm sure you've learned about my philosophy in many ways, and I think I see our essential enemy, our enemy, which is self-division... We have only one identity in essence, which is wizards! Those Parseltongue, disguised Magus, and prophecy special abilities can also appear in wizards of any origin out of thin air. Our identity is not that we define ourselves as pure-bloods, half-bloods, hemp races, or even wolfing or becoming vampires!We all have a real identity in common, and that is wizards!" Alan pressed his hand heavily on the handrail of the stairs, he glanced at all the wizards present, and paused on Tonks, "There are Muggles, there are half-bloods, but more of them are from pure-blood families, and pure-blood skills refer to wizarding or wizarding families that do not have Muggles or Muggle-born people in the family tree... But in fact, as long as you go back long enough, Muggle ancestors can be found in almost all wizarding families, including my own! The Lestrange and Black families still require members to marry only with other pure-bloods, and this refusal to marry Muggles or Muggle-borns makes these families unsustainable, and the name of the Gaunt family who intermarried within the family has been severed, and Tom is still alive, and the number of members of the Lestrange and Black families is also in jeopardy, and more importantly, this custom is quite unfortunate for the outliers of these family members, and this self-classification makes relatives who should love each other repel and hurt each other..."

This made Nymphadora Tonks empathize, her mother Andoda Tonks was supposed to be called Andomeda Black Tonks, a member of the Black family, but was expelled from the family tree for marrying her Muggle-born father Ted Tonks, except for Sirius, who was also very rebellious, and recognized her as a cousin, the other Malfoy family who were related to her did not agree with her relatives at all.

"I realized this through the study of the ancient wizarding civilization, from the magic empire that never talked about the origin but only pursued knowledge, only the essence of truth, I recognized the problems that appeared in our wizarding world, recognized it, we found its obscenity and greed, it shook the hearts of our wizarding world, it was it that caused us to fall into infighting for many years and made our world slow down! We must depose this black sheep, we must drive this plague out of our wizarding world!" On the staircase, Alan pointed his finger at the ceiling, put his hands together and shouted as if grabbing his collar: "Let's forget each other's bloodlines and origins! Let's destroy these old bad habits and build a stronger and purer wizarding world! We will continue to fight against obstacles until the dawn of victory shines on the wizarding world again, this is the renaissance of our wizards, the rise of our wizards!"

All the wizards present began to applaud and shout, many of them had gathered their palms above their heads and slapped them hard to try to get Allendo to pay attention to him, and even the old men at the Owen card table stood up with tears in their eyes, regardless of their original status, whether they really agreed with this concept or not, including the portraits of the former headmaster in the frame, and these cheers that were encouraged also incited more people around them, and finally seemed to come together, forming a unified voice formed under a unified rhythm.

"Now, if you support me and agree with my decision... Then hug your fellow wizards, and don't care who they are, what your own origins are, our conversation tonight may soon be forgotten, but what we pioneers did for a better world will live on!"

Tonks, with her brightly colored hair, felt a little dazed after hugging Daisy, and the long-standing influence of the Order of the Phoenix made her feel dangerous and uneasy to think that she should do this, but the perfection and allure of the world depicted in it made her feel a little unreal.

"Thank you, you have given me a new glimpse of the hope of the rise of wizards..."Alan's voice seemed to be a little choked by the scene in front of him, "Next, let my brother Ron Harris and Miss Hermione Granger, the executive of the Umbrella, describe to you the advance plan that has been made to accomplish this goal..."