For the high-ranking officials from other countries' Ministries of Magic who had come to attend the funeral, it was obvious they were not truly in the mood to listen to a chorus expressing grief—let alone one with such madcap lyrics.
Former Greek Minister Stephanos Miltzakakis was seated beside Daisy, head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, who was in charge of receiving these foreign powers.
"Thanks to Miss Lovegood and Headmaster Harris's rescue, I was able to survive..." Miltzakakis kept ingratiating himself with Daisy and the subordinates assisting her, his face shamelessly eager. "I am truly sorry, Minister Harris, that such a horrifying incident could happen on our soil... The Greek Ministry of Magic will spare no expense in investigating this matter thoroughly. We will make sure the mastermind behind it pays the price."
Daisy's thoughts were clearly on mourning her former head of house—since her family had sent her to receive them, it meant they did not attach much importance to these Ministers. Otherwise, by convention, Lenn would have come forward to help deal with these troublesome matters.
"Our High Priest Kuslapari tragically lost his life in this terrorist attack." India's new representative, the bearded Auror Akshay Kumar, looked grief-stricken. He had ridden a Flying Carpet to the Floating City that morning. "The signal those Dark Wizards used before taking action was in the shape of a Double-headed Eagle. I hope the powerful United Kingdom can take charge of the overall situation for us. I believe it is necessary to begin the investigation with countries like Germany... Once the mastermind is caught, they absolutely must not be let off lightly."
The wizards from countries whose important figures had died in the audience stands of the dueling arena all echoed him one after another. The grief brought by a