After dinner, under Morgan le Fay's supervision, Daisy practiced brewing some digestive tea and served it to the Harrises gathered around.
Lenn leaned back in his chair and quietly loosened his belt. "Those pureblood families have recovered their wits. They're no longer using Allen and Hogwarts as their point of attack. After all, one of Hogwarts' founders personally appeared to clear Allen's name. It's justified, proper, and lawful, and they don't have the nerve to attack a god who actually exists. So now that lot has started trying to stir up ordinary wizards' emotions through the media, attempting to paint our Umbrella Group as a greedy monopolist. They're saying Hermione applied the Muggle system of greed to us wizards, slandering us by claiming we oppress other wizards just to earn huge sums of Galleons..."
"And Scrimgeour too. Lately, whenever I'm not around, he often uses his position as head of the Auror Office to interfere with my subordinates' missions and operations." Albert clenched his fist in anger and thumped the table. "They can't do anything to Allen, so they've turned their sights on us."
"That's not all. Lucius told me many pureblood families have already started trying to curry favor with You-Know-Who. They hope to become You-Know-Who's partners." Allen's fingers tapped lightly on the table. "They're even trying to plan an escalation of terrorist actions to expand their influence further, so they can use that as an excuse to keep attacking the Ministry of Magic and Father."
"This actually isn't a bad thing for us. They're trying to attack our Umbrella for being greedy only because they're making a low-level mistake caused by unequal information, just like when they tried to drive Allen out of school. When the time comes, let Allen announce one of his achievements, and those purebloods