Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

At night, unlike the bustle of the day, the Woolworth Building on Broadway is surprisingly peaceful.

All the lights in the hall have been extinguished, and only the big clock hanging at the top is still maintaining its steady operation.

Its operation has never been heard of since the Bigfoot Rebellion in 1892, which caused the Magical Congress to move here from Washington.

The continuous combination of magic and machinery is somewhat similar to the assembly line facilities of Charlie Factory.

It is hung like this in the most conspicuous position in the entire hall to ensure that every wizard who walks in from the main entrance can notice its existence at the first glance.

Over time, in a sense, it seems to have become this building, and even another symbol of the Magical Congress, well-known to the world.

On its clock face, it is not the time marked by ordinary clocks, but colored areas, and within the areas, words representing the danger level are marked.

Zero threat (green)

Level 1: Low Threat (Green)

Level 2: Medium threat (green)

Level 3: High Alert (Blue)

Level 4: Danger (yellow)

Level 5: Severe: Unexplained activity (orange)

Level 6: Emergency (Red)

"…………"

Sierra Stewart stood silently in the hall, holding two cups of freshly brewed coffee in her hands. She raised her head and looked at the big clock. For a moment, she felt an unknown feeling in her heart.

"This is nothing like what I originally imagined."

Sierra Stewart lowered her head and looked at the slowly rising heat in the white porcelain cup in her hand. She murmured to herself in a voice that only she could hear.

She has been here countless times, and has seen this amazing clock countless times, feeling that it vaguely represents the long story of the American wizarding world.

When she was a child, those Aurors who walked up and down the elevators and in the corridors, holding their heads high and walking at the wrong pace, were the objects that Sera longed for most. Whether it was the superb magic that she had at her fingertips, or the punishment.

The concept and creed of eradicating evil made her heart beat at a young age, and she secretly regarded it as the goal she pursued throughout her life.

In order to be able to realize her ideal and become a qualified Auror, Serra naturally made great efforts for this.

Finally, when she joined the Magic Congress as an outstanding graduate of Ilvermorny with excellent results in all subjects, she became an Auror in the Major Crime Investigation Department...

But I found that everything was very different from what I originally thought.

Due to the Magical Congress's focus on cracking down on these incidents in recent years, the current security conditions in the American wizarding community are not a little better than when I was a child.

She was not given any chance to fight crime and realize her ambitions in life... So much so that until now, almost three months after joining the company, she has not been on a foreign mission.

They are all doing the boring daily routine of sorting old files in the office and making coffee for older seniors.

Sierra shook her head to get rid of these thoughts from her mind, then raised her head again and looked at the big clock in front of her with some kind of hope.

The big clock remained silent, as if it was asleep.

Gushu

"Hey..." Another faint sigh came out of her mouth. Sierra finally turned around, gave up the slightest hope in her heart, and looked towards the man holding her head as if accepting her fate.

coffee and walked towards the office of the Serious Case Investigation Division.

However, just as she turned around and walked further away, the originally sleeping clock woke up.

The gears that had not rotated for an unknown period of time clicked together again, making a weak and slightly unfamiliar "click-click" sound.

The voice was pitifully small, but in this lonely hall, it was so clear.

"Huh?!" As if some spell had been cast on Sera, her steps forward suddenly stopped. Her pupils shrank at first, and then they subconsciously opened wider, and along with the "thump thump thump" gradually

With her heart beating faster, she turned her head back again.

The next moment, uncontrollable joy appeared on that beautiful face that was both capable and a bit childish!!

The big clock that had been sleeping for an unknown amount of time finally started to run!!! The pointer that had been pointing to the green area finally turned to other areas with the "click-click" gear bite sound.

Her little mouth was slightly open, and her eyes had a strange expression, looking straight at the moving pointer, not even daring to blink, as if she was afraid that this was just her hallucination.

Finally, the pointer stopped, and finally stopped steadily at the junction of blue and yellow.

"Big case!!!!" Sierra screamed in her heart, almost shouting out loud.

Then, before she could be excited for too long, a burst of noisy footsteps behind her interrupted her original thoughts.

"Sierra Stewart!!" That was the voice of the senior who worked the night shift with her today. But compared to the original laziness, there was a bit more seriousness and seriousness in the voice at this moment that Sierra had never seen before.

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“A large-scale wizard fight occurred near the Blind Pig Bar in the Bronx!!!”

Sierra turned around and saw a few colleagues hurriedly putting on their coats, holding wands, and running outside.

While running, the senior turned his head and shouted to Sera anxiously.

"Come on! Put down those two cups of coffee! Get your wand, we're going to do something big!!!!"

There was a soft "crash" sound, and the two white porcelain coffee cups originally in Sierra's hands fell from the upper hand, smashed into powder on the smooth marble floor, and turned into a pile of slag.

"yes!!!"

Her face turned red, and her eyes flashed with excitement.

At this moment, the flame that was about to be extinguished in my heart seemed to be filled with a bundle of dry firewood, and with a "boom", it ignited again.

"I have been preparing for this moment for a long time!!!"

No longer caring about the mess on the ground, she looked at the backs of her seniors rushing out, she responded loudly, and then took out the wand she carried with her from her uniform pocket.

A pair of leather boots suddenly stepped out, and in a few steps he followed the people in front of him, rushing towards the door without hesitation.

"Come on! After practicing the disarming spell for so long, you can finally act like a real Auror."

Feeling the familiar feel of the wand's spiral pattern, Sera murmured.