Drink Black Tea Calmly at Hogwarts

February 14th, Valentine's Day, is also Hogsmeade Week in February. ~~щww~suimеng~lā

Although Percy's recent education order has expanded the distance between boys and girls to eight inches, this still cannot stop the enthusiasm of Hogwarts students to spend the holiday with their significant other.

Anyway, the education order is only effective in Hogwarts, and cannot control Hogsmeade.

In Hogsmeade, let alone the distance between boys and girls within eight inches, as long as you have the ability, you can keep the distance at a negative number.

/**I'm talking about kissing, I want to show my respect for myself*/

After breakfast, the school-age students headed to Hogsmeade. Everyone kept talking about how today's date would go, and a tragic incident that happened last night.

According to a report from Hogwarts Roadside Revealing Agency, for some reason last night, Professor Zhang and Professor Weasley had a conflict near the library. The two pulled out their wands and "biu" spells at each other.

As a result, a curse accidentally hit Hermione Granger who had just come out of the library. When Hermione Granger fell, the stunned Professor Zhang was hit by Professor Weasley's curse.

Now Zhang Xu and Hermione can only spend Valentine's Day lying in the school doctor's office.

Last night and this morning, when their relatives and friends wanted to visit them in the school doctor's office, they were kicked out by Madam Pomfrey. The visiting relatives and friends could only see two human mummies lying on the hospital bed.

Just when the students of Hogwarts came to Hogsmeade Street, which was decorated with a large number of red roses, a young man with yellow skin, black hair, black eyes, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses and a white A young woman with blond skin walked into a shabby red phone box on a bleak side street in London and pressed "62442".

"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic, please state your name and your business."

A woman's cold voice said to the two people in the phone booth.

The woman about twenty years old in the phone booth said: "This is Mr. Edogawa Conan from the Foreign Affairs Bureau of the Ministry of Magic of Japan and his translator Emma Watson. We have made an appointment to visit the Department of International Magical Cooperation this morning. Mr. Amos Diggory."

Just a while ago, due to his son's repeated accidents, the frustrated Director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, Barty Crouch, submitted his resignation to the Ministry of Magic. After trying to retain him to no avail, Fudge could only approve his resignation. Then after some intrigue, Amos Diggory, the former Director of the Department for the Management and Control of Magical Creatures and the father of Zhang Xu’s future uncle Cedric Diggory, sat on the chair of the Director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation last week. Location.

"Thank you." The woman said in a cold voice, "Guest, please pick up the badge and pin it in front of your clothes."

There was a sound similar to coins falling to the ground, and two square silver badges with the words "Edogawa Conan, visit" and "Emma Watson, visit" respectively fell from the metal slant that should be used to withdraw the coins. It slipped out.

When the two people in the phone booth pinned the silver badges on their chests, the cold female voice in the phone booth rang again.

"Guests of the Ministry of Magic, you are required to be checked and register your wand at the security desk. The security desk is located at the end of the main hall."

The ground of the phone booth suddenly trembled, and the two of them slowly sank into the ground.

When the phone booth fell into darkness, Emma nervously grabbed Conan's arm beside her, and her whole body subconsciously leaned against it at the same time.

(□-□?

Conan adjusted the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, then gently patted Emma's hands holding his arms, signaling him to relax.

Feeling a little warmth coming from the back of her hand, Emma gained a little courage from it, and then relaxed. Only then did she realize that she had been touching Conan's body at some point.

After descending in the darkness for nearly a minute, the elevator finally arrived.

The two people who had regained their mood left the elevator and walked into a long and splendid hall with the voice of "The Ministry of Magic hopes you have a good day today".

The decoration and layout of the hall have not changed from before, so there is no need to worry.

Because today is the weekend plus Valentine's Day, there is no one else in the Ministry of Magic except those who are required to be on duty and those who volunteer to work overtime.

After some inquiring, Conan and Emma came to the table under the "Security Check" sign. On the other side of the table sat a wizard wearing a peacock blue robe.

Perhaps because there were few visitors today, the wizard sat lazily on a chair and read the restaurant introduction in the Daily Prophet.

As a translator, Emma walked up to the wizard and said to him: "Hello, we are here to visit Mr. Amos Diggory, Director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation."

The wizard glanced at the two of them and said lazily: "Come here."

Emma pulled Conan, who pretended not to understand English, to the wizard. The wizard raised a long, thin golden security device and scanned it from top to bottom in front of and behind them.

Emma squeezed Conan's hand nervously, and Conan squeezed back gently, and said to her using voice transmission: "Don't worry, if he can check it out, I will lose."

What Emma was worried about didn't happen. The wizard put the security device back on the table after finding nothing unusual.

"Wand," the wizard said as he stretched out his hand in front of the two of them.

Emma took out her wand and said "wand" to Conan in Japanese.

So Conan also took out his horse monkey staff and handed it to the wizard with both hands.

The wizard threw two wands onto a wand detection machine, and the machine began to vibrate slightly.

Soon the results of the wand were printed on a narrow strip of parchment.

"Fourteen inches, vine wood, the core of the wand is dragon's heart cord. It has been used for nine years. Correct?" the wizard asked, looking at the test results of Emma's wand.

"Yes," Emma replied.

The wand Emma uses today is a French wand provided by Conan. It is similar in length, material and core to the wand she usually uses.

"Eleven inches, cherry wood. The core of the staff is the hair of an unknown magical animal. Has it been used for sixteen years?" The wizard looked at another piece of parchment in his hand and looked at Conan a little strangely.

Emma explained for Conan: "This is a guest from Japan. They started attending magic school when they were seven years old. I heard him mention that his wand was made by Shu Yunwen, a famous Japanese wand maker. The core of the wand is It’s made from the hair of a magical animal called Mermaid Ai.”

The wizard pretended to understand, so he poked the parchment note on a small brass nail, then returned the wand to them and said: "I have seen many people from the East in the past few years. Wand materials, this is not the strangest thing. Last year, a wizard who also came from the East said that the core of his wand was almost used by his mother to make soup."

After Conan took the wand, he bowed and thanked the wizard. Although Emma had no translation, the wizard knew that the other party was thanking him.

Conan and Emma left the security checkpoint and walked to the elevator room. There were more than twenty elevators blocked by exquisite golden fence doors.

Perhaps it would be more appropriate to call them "magic ladders".

Conan and Emma walked into an empty elevator and went straight to the fifth floor, the Department of International Magical Cooperation.

The two easily found the office of the Director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation.