harry potter book of crimes

Kingsley is undoubtedly an "excellent" wizard, and although Martin is on Herbo's side, his own magical ability is also unquestionable.

In fact, even if the two sides choose different camps, we cannot say who is right and who is wrong.

After all, even Maka himself still doesn't know what the final outcome of the confrontation between him and Haierbo will be.

Of course, as far as Martin's series of strategies and actions are neither superior nor inferior, in terms of resourcefulness alone, Kingsley may be stronger.

But no matter what, the duel between Kingsley and Martin is still ongoing, and it is obviously unclear who will win the final victory among these two "excellent" contemporary wizards.

It's a pity that no one will be able to witness their suspenseful confrontation.

…

While Kingsley was having a back and forth fight with Martin in the abandoned house in Knockturn Alley, Pansy, who knew nothing about it, could only sit on the sofa in his office and drink tea.

While waiting for his return.

Time passes by little by little.

For Pansy, who had used Polyjuice Potion, every minute and every second was precious. But since Maka had told her to come see Kingsley first, she could only continue to wait and see.

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Picking up the cup and taking a sip of black tea, Pansy stared at the furnishings in the office, dazed for a while.

There was no way, the group of Aurors outside, regardless of gender, were basically very busy, so naturally they didn't have time to entertain her. Like the one-eyed female Auror just now, if she could make her a pot of tea, that would be considered a blessing.

Quite dedicated.

After a while, Pansy came out of her daze.

She looked at the clock on the wall, then at the tea that was gradually losing steam, and finally touched the remaining potion bottles in her pocket.

After thinking about it, she felt that she could not wait any longer.

"McLean is not a prophet, and it is impossible to include accidents. Although he asked me to meet Kingsley Shacklebolt, it will definitely bring a lot of help to her "stealing operation", but

Everything requires adaptability."

After drinking up the remaining half of the cold black tea in the cup, she finally couldn't bear the dwindling duration of the polyjuice potion and suddenly stood up and walked outside.

"Sorry to bother you... Where is the bathroom?"

"Um?"

The female Auror from before was currently dictating a report document to an automatic writing quill. When she heard Pansy's voice suddenly sounded behind her, she couldn't help but pause for a moment, then waved her hand to dust off the quill.

Go to the side.

"Bathroom?" She seemed a little confused as she asked, "Isn't there a bathroom in Kingsley's office? And it's an independent personal bathroom -"

"Oh, I'm sorry," Pansy said immediately, "Maybe you can understand...it's just because it's a private bathroom, so I always find it inconvenient."

"Well... yes, it seems a bit inappropriate to let a young lady use something that has only been used by men..." The other party smiled, but then shrugged and said, "Although I think it's actually nothing.

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After expressing her personal feelings so carelessly, she pointed to the corridor outside the door.

"When you go out, turn right and go all the way to the end. There is the public washroom of our Auror office - don't worry, there are clear distinctions between men's and women's bathrooms!"

Amidst the one-eyed female Auror's jokes, Pansy pursed her lips and left the Auror office in a hurry.

Although she did drink two cups of tea just now, going to the bathroom was obviously just an excuse. After walking along the right side of the corridor for a short while, she immediately turned back and found herself in the Auror office.

I passed by the door cautiously again without disturbing anyone.

Not long after, I waited for a moment at the elevator door where I came from, and then took the elevator straight to the lower floor.

"Third floor, Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters; this floor contains the Memory Cancellation Command, Muggle Issues Mediation..."

Along with the sound of the elevator gate opening, the gentle female voice on the newspaper floor began to think about the department office area on that floor. At the same time, people were going out and people were coming in. Generally speaking, the elevator was full of people.

There were a few more people.

"Oh, this beautiful lady - I see the guest badge you are wearing, you must be a wizard from abroad, right?"

Pansy did not expect that the next moment the elevator restarted, a young wizard suddenly started talking to her.

"Ah...well, yes."

Pansy nodded, which was more or less a greeting.

"I'm from America."

While she was recalling the real American wizards she had met at certain dinner parties, she tried her best to imitate the accents of those people in her memory, but it turned out to be a weird emphasis that no one had ever heard before.

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Amid the curious look on the other party's face, Pansy couldn't help but think to herself, she must remember to take off the badge from her chest soon!

"Oh! Your British accent is really good. It sounds very much like the accent from Liverpool..."

Listening to the other party's blunt praise, Pansy really wanted to use a needle and thread to sew his mouth shut - is there such a compliment? You know, even the vast majority of British people in Liverpool can't understand English at all!

However, as the elevator went down and stopped, and stopped and went down again, the ignorant young wizard kept chattering next to her, so that Pansy could only barely respond.

When the elevator stopped again on the third floor where the International Magical Cooperation Department was located, she was forced to have no choice but to walk out here.

There was no way, because that guy kept looking for topics endlessly, almost everyone there already thought that she was going to get off the elevator on this floor.

However, she didn't know that if she was willing to find an excuse to be patient, she might not have to pass by Kingsley who happened to be coming back from Knockturn Alley.

Soon, when Pansy took off her badge and took the next elevator to continue going down, the elevator she had just taken had already reached the bottom floor. While waiting for this elevator to return to the atrium level, her expression changed.

A slightly solemn Kingsley took the elevator and went straight to the Auror's office.

Perhaps no one noticed that his left hand hidden in his sleeve was trembling slightly, and a drop of blood slid down his middle finger to the ground.

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Not long after, the elevator Pansy took went all the way down. When she reached the atrium floor, she tried her best to maintain a superficial calm, standing still with her feet on the spot.

Because she was going to the Department of Mysteries floor next, and there were often very few people on that floor.

To be honest, this step is obviously the most difficult to get through.

Fortunately, although after all the people in the elevator left, the wizards and witches waiting in line outside the door stared at her several times with some confusion, no one came to specifically ask her why she went to the Department of Mysteries.

Seeing the elevator door closing automatically with a "clatter" again, Pansy followed the elevator down until the wizards completely disappeared from her sight.

In fact, Pansy, who had heard about the Department of Mysteries from her father, was very curious about this special department of the Ministry of Magic that required signing a confidentiality agreement to serve in it.

But now, she just wanted to pass by.

She was more concerned about whether she could successfully take Iluli out of the Ministry of Magic without Kingsley's help than the Department of Mysteries, which had many rumors in the outside world.

Oh, of course! If possible, it would be best to take that sloppy witch named Muriel away with him so that Martin can truly owe her a favor...

When Pansy got out of the elevator, all she saw was a piece of shiny black bricks as dark as ink. These bricks were reinforced by magic, and it was almost impossible for ordinary spells to cause significant damage to them.

destroy.

If you want to get to the dungeon where Iluli and Muriel are most likely to be imprisoned, you must go along this corridor to the stone stairs on the other side.

She just hoped that it would be best not to meet anyone along the way, even if she had turned on the invisibility cloak.

Step lightly, hold your breath and concentrate... In such a quiet corridor, any sound will be infinitely amplified, allowing wizards anywhere in the corridor to hear it.

In fact, the corridor outside the circular room of the Department of Mysteries is not too long. If you can jog, you can walk to the end in less than two minutes.

But Pansy only felt as if she had been walking here for more than half an hour!

Fortunately, until the end, she did not meet any "Silent Man" working in the Department of Mysteries.

When Pansy went down to the real last floor of the Ministry of Magic, a dead silence that was even weirder than the silence in the corridor of the Department of Mysteries above suddenly filled her senses, which made her even miss the responsible person in the elevator.

The gentle female voice in the newspaper office.

It can be seen that the floors and walls of the dungeon are still made of the same rock texture that has been used since ancient times. In some places, traces of excavation can almost be seen. The ancient magic used to keep it clean makes it spotless, but it is right.

The webs made by those spiders do nothing.

Directly in front of the stairs, a straight corridor extends into the distance. Amidst the light emitted by the torches, a cell door can be faintly discerned at regular intervals on the left side of the corridor.

As for the right side of this corridor, most of them are courtrooms that have been abandoned for a long time. In modern times, there are not so many criminals who need to be tried at the same time. Even most of the cells have been abandoned for a long time, so naturally these courtrooms are not in use.

said.

And it was at this moment that Pansy suddenly heard a faint sound coming from nowhere, which made her immediately stop. (To be continued)