harry potter book of crimes

The entrance hall of the Ministry of Magic is still as glorious as ever. The dark wooden floor and jewel-like ceiling are as shiny as yesterday. Many fireplaces covered with gold wire are inlaid on both sides of the hall to accommodate the frequent entry and exit of all visitors.

The bright green magic flame kept licking the inside of the fireplace, but occasionally it would suddenly burst out. This made the wizards who had just arrived at the Ministry of Magic have to stay a little further when passing by, so as not to

Then he was taken out together by others.

Of course, not everyone comes and goes through the Floo Network. Just like Pansy at this moment, she took the magic elevator and descended straight from the top of the fireplace.

And when she walked out with slightly stiff steps, the flow of people coming and going in the hall immediately reminded her of some past events.

I remember that my father back then was not as reticent as he is now. Although he was very strict in discipline, he really wanted to be a good father.

At that time, Pansy's father took his daughter Pansy to the Ministry of Magic several times, which broadened her horizons a lot.

"Sure enough, it hasn't changed much. There are still a lot of people..." Looking at the wizards around him, Pansy couldn't help but murmured, "Perses...should be working in the ministry at this time, right?"

The person she mentioned was naturally her unlucky brother.

After being squeezed into a sinecure where he would spend his whole life living and waiting to die, his brother Perseus Parkinson, who had little chance of promotion, began his depraved life.

But no matter how depraved he is, it still requires capital - Perses did not resign, he still went to and from get off work half-deadly every day, and then spent the gold galleons he earned with the remaining time in many pubs and bars among.

To be honest, Pansy, who once admired her brother very much, really wanted to see him at work. But after thinking about it, she finally put aside her worries about her brother's recent condition.

After all, the things around her were enough to make her too busy to care about him.

"Upstairs... no, you have to go to the security checkpoint first."

Pansy touched the guest badge that was fastened to her chest, and then slowly moved forward along with the endless flow of people.

Passing through the front hall, she soon came to the wider atrium.

Once here, the crowd is no longer as crowded as before, and everyone at least has enough space to move around.

Unlike the entrance hall, which still maintains its old appearance, this atrium is obviously very different from what she saw when she was a child.

The solid gold statue that stood in the fountain in the early years is still there - the centaurs, goblins and house elves are still looking up at the noble wizard and the beautiful witch in the middle with eyes full of reverence as before.

But except for the central fountain with the statue, many places have undergone tremendous changes.

For example, the Ministry of Magic repainted a huge two-person-high magical portrait of the late great wizard Albus Dumbledore. The portrait was hung high on the display wall on the side of the atrium.

Behind the half-moon-shaped lenses, a pair of eyes are slightly closed all year round, as if they are sleeping.

And when the wizards in the atrium turned their heads slightly, there was another statue with a square stone base in front of the elevator. The statue of the young wizard Pansy standing on top of the square stone was very familiar. It was not Maca McClain.

But who could it be?

When Pansy got closer with the flow of people, she realized from the inscription carved on the base of the obelisk that it was actually a bronze monument secretly cast by the Muggle Queen of England in response to the last disaster in London.

.And what she wanted to thank on behalf of all the Muggles in Britain was, of course, a series of wizards headed by Maka.

Among the names engraved on it are Neville, Hermione, Sirius, etc., many of the people who saved the Muggle people during that incident.

In fact, Maka also knew about the obelisk statue presented by the Muggle Queen, but he never let it appear in school. Because he knew very well that the Queen was probably still thinking about him and wanted to let him

Promote the integration of wizards and Muggles in the UK!

Otherwise, why would the other party cast a separate statue of himself on a bronze monument that was thanking an entire group of wizards?

Therefore, after Maka heard that Scrimgeour had already accepted this thing first, she simply let him keep it for herself to enjoy.

Of course, in addition to these objects that actually do not have much significance, there are also many portraits or plaques in the atrium that trace important historical events.

Therefore, Scrimgeour, as a minister of the Ministry of Magic, probably understood to some extent that he could not accomplish anything by himself, so he worked hard to create these objects that actually have lasting value.

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As Pan Xi was walking and looking, she finally saw a table in front of the magic elevator. And right next to the table, a sign with the words "Safety Check" stood slantingly on the ground.

You can see that some wizards and witches have been lined up there, and a staff member in a blue robe is busy using various tools to inspect the guests one by one.

On the table at his hand, a quill pen was hanging above the data book, twisting and writing quickly.

When Pansy saw this, she suppressed her worries and went to the back of the queue.

Fortunately, the queue is not long. After all, the people who need to come here to check the wands are all guests without reservations. And despite the dense flow of people here, most of them are actually regulars.

Perhaps only when large-scale disasters like the past few times strike, the place will enter a wartime state, so that no one can go to each floor to handle matters without going through inspection.

A moment later, Pansy found that the place in front of her was suddenly empty - it turned out that it was her turn.

"Come closer."

But he saw the blue-robed wizard waving slightly at Pansy. When Pansy came closer, he held up the thin golden stick and swept it up and down around her body.

Immediately afterwards, I heard him say rather listlessly:

"Wand."

Seeing that the other party stretched out his hand, Pansy was still a little worried after all, but she couldn't let people wait like this. At this time, the more you delay, the more suspicious you will be, right?

Of course, with the blue-robed wizard's drooping eyelids and half-dead expression, Pansy really wanted to know if he would be able to find out in time if he just left like this.

While thinking this, Pansy still handed over the wand that had been modified by Maka. And then she saw that the blue-robed wizard took the wand from her and threw it away without looking at it.

Standing on a single-plate magic balance made of brass.

Immediately, as the scale trembled slightly, a narrow strip of parchment spit out from the opening on the base.

"Nine...three-elevenths...of an inch...about?"

This strange length, which was not in line with common sense at all, immediately stunned the blue-robed wizard - he had been working as a security inspector for so many years, and this was the first time he had seen such an unconventional wand.

of.

You must know that almost every wand maker in the world has integrity and reserve to the extreme, and the numbers of wands that are directly related to the magic itself will have different effects on the casting of spells.

Influence.

The blue-robed wizard, who seemed a little hesitant about the wand, suddenly turned his head and glanced at the balance instrument, apparently beginning to wonder if there was something wrong with the alchemy tool.

However, the problem was only with the wand, so he would definitely not gain anything by messing around with the detection tool.

After the blue-robed wizard struggled for a while and tried several times but found that there was no change in the test results, he finally thought of asking Pansy:

"Excuse me, what is the exact length of this wand?"

"Oh, I think your scale test is correct... Yes, my wand is indeed a little 'special' because it did not come from those famous wand makers."

Hearing Pansy say this, Fang Zheng was a little confused - if it came from a private wand maker, it would be somewhat understandable.

Although even on a global scale, there are really few examples like this.

Inadvertently, the blue-robed wizard suddenly saw the guest badge pinned on Pansy's front, and then he saw the eye-catching word "Registration".

"Is this your first time coming to the UK from abroad?" He immediately waved his hand and said, "Then please go directly to the International Magic Cooperation Department to register! There are more complete testing instruments than my small place there, specially for foreign guests.

Register with special visitors, and after completing the recording, you will receive a small gift! The elevator is just three floors up!"

Just as he said that, the blue-robed wizard glanced at the parchment note again - at least there was no danger detected on it, so it could be released.

Pansy took back her wand from the other party's hand, and after a slight nod of thanks, she turned around and headed towards the row of golden magic elevators.

She obviously would not go to the Department of International Magical Cooperation, not to mention that her destination was actually the Auror office. Even if there were any small gifts, she simply did not want to take the risk of being given a "more complete detection instrument".

Checked it again.

Not long after, Pansy followed several wizards and squeezed into a golden elevator that had just opened the gate, and slowly went up with the sound of chains.

Along the way, the elevator stopped five times, but Pansy didn't get out. As there were fewer and fewer people in the elevator, when the fence door opened automatically again, the pleasant female voice from the newspaper floor finally

Properly and authentically:

"Second floor, Department of Magical Law Enforcement; this floor contains the Department for the Prohibition of the Misuse of Magic, the Department for the Prohibition of the Misuse of Muggle Items, the Auror Command, and the Wizengamot Conference Hall."

"Kingsley Shacklebolt."

Pansy thought to herself, licking her lips that were dry due to nervousness. (To be continued)