Harry Potter: Without Knowing Magic, I Can't Do Anything Other Than Create It Myself

"Okay, today's harvest is good, let's go." 'Graves' put one hand on Queenie's shoulder, the figure flashed, and the two disappeared in place.

Tina looked at the place where the two disappeared, and a thick worry flashed in her heart.

She didn't know what Queenie saw, but she chose to follow the other party, and even her own safety seemed to be threatened.

She could feel that if it weren't for Queenie, she would probably have died on the spot just now.

Tina is panicking now, she doesn't know what to do, her sister has been kidnapped by the Minister of Security, is she going to report to the President of Congress?

But do people believe her or Graves?

If I don't look for the president of Congress, who should I turn to to help me?

Tina thought about it, thought about all her relatives and friends, and found that there was no useful one at the moment?

Hey, it's really a friend who hates it less!

By the way, Tina's flash of inspiration came to mind, and she thought of a figure, the Auror who used the fake one.

He can easily defeat himself, he should be a very powerful wizard, can he help himself?

At this time, Tina was already ill and rushed to the hospital.

......

Look at the other side.

Ink Dust and Newt and Jacob come to the Magic Congress together.

Unlike Britain, the Magic Congress of America is underground, but above ground, and also shares a building with Woolworth.

Of course, the Woolworth Building has a total of 57 floors, while the Magic Congress has 100 floors, which has to be said to be magical.

If you enter through the main entrance, it is the real Woolworths Building, but through a small door on the left, it is the Magical Congress of the United States.

The side door had a confusion spell cast, so it was impossible for Muggles to come over, and there was a wizard at the door as a doorman to ensure that nothing was lost.

"Newt, do you think the Ministry of Magic in the United Kingdom is better, or the Magical Congress in the United States is better? I am referring to office locations. Mo Chen looked at the skyscraper and sighed with emotion.

"Of course it's the British Ministry of Magic!" Newt didn't think about it, so he replied casually.

He was British and naturally moved towards his homeland.

"Oh, Newt, don't you know that you have to go to the public toilet to enter the Ministry of Magic, and you have to stand on the toilet, that's what you said well?" Mo Chen remembered the strange way to enter the Ministry of Magic, and felt that it was simply anti-human, where to go, he actually had to take the toilet, this is what people can come up with?

Newt even felt good, it seems that Newt is also an authentic patriot.

Of course, there is nothing wrong with patriots.

"Well, the way it enters is really strange, but there is no way, who let it be built underground, but you should experience it, this way is actually quite interesting." Newt smiled awkwardly and explained the reason to Mo Chen.

He thought that Mochen was American, so he didn't understand.

"Huh!" Mo Chen actually wants to say that Lao Tzu not only entered, but also killed all sides inside.

"What are you talking about, what magical congress? Why don't I understand? Jacob followed and listened all the way, but he didn't understand a word.

"You'll know right away." Mo Chen and Newt walked up to the doorman and said, "We're going to exchange gold gallons." The

doorman glanced at the three and opened the side door.

Ink dust pushed Jacob and Newt inside.

"Hey? You guys...... Which is it? There was a door just now? Why didn't I find out? "Jacob was completely confused, and he came in confused, which felt amazing.

When he saw everything in front of him, his jaw dropped even more.

I saw a large golden clock suspended in the center of the hall, and the style of the clock was different from ordinary clocks, which looked more magical.

Below the clock is the steps leading to the platform on the second floor, and looking along the steps, there are countless figures on the second floor, and in addition to humans, he even saw "aliens".

There are short, pointy-eared creatures, and thin creatures that look similar to short creatures, but with broken pillowcases, the kind that looks pitiful.

The most exaggerated thing was that he saw a giant four meters tall who was slowly walking down the stairs.

Jacob lifted his fat chin and pinched himself fiercely, if he hadn't never knocked on drugs, he would have thought he was bumping?

"What's going on? Those are aliens? Jacob said, pointing to the giant passing by him.

"Not aliens, earth-born creatures with giant blood." Mo Chen pointed to it again and said: "The pointy-eared dwarf in a suit and leather collar is a goblin, and the one with only a tattered pillowcase is a house-elf, a creature that has been pua to the extreme, proud of working and ashamed of rest..."

The other party will work under his own hands in the future, and naturally the sooner he knows, the better.

"Oooh, so what is this place?" Jacob asked again.

"This is the American Magical Capitol building, where wizards are managed, and wizards are people who can unleash magic..." In the simplest words, Mo Chen popularized the common sense of the wizarding world to Jacob.

Jacob was completely stunned at this moment, using his fat brain to digest the news he had just received.

Here Newt glanced at Jacob and asked to the ink dust: "Why did you fancy this fat man?"

"Newt, you're discriminating!" Ink dust 'positive color' said.

"What am I discriminating against?" Newt doesn't know why.

"You discriminated against him as fat and then against him as a Muggle, and in your case, if it's 100 years from now, you'll be sprayed alive."

Mo Chen remembered the past life, the so-called three elements of political correctness in Europe and the United States: black, fat, and transgender.

No matter what industry or industry, as long as you encounter one, it will be a headache, employees may lose their jobs, and the boss may go bankrupt directly.

He remembers that Lord Rowling was scolded in the headlines for opposing transgender people, and even Harry Potter actors were forced to take a stand.

As a result, Lord Rowling was expelled from "Harry Potter" by that group of actors.

The side dishes copied the chef, which is also quite funny.

"I'm telling the truth, that's not discrimination, is it?" Newt said, how can I, as a person in my 20s, know what the future holds?

"Okay, I can't figure it out and think slowly, I'll go exchange dollars first." Saying that, Mo Chen went directly up to the second floor and walked towards a consultation office.

Newt pulled Jacob on the second floor and found two empty seats to sit down and wait for the ink dust.

Mo Chen came to the consultation office, looked at the goblin inside and asked, "How can I exchange US dollars?"

"Sir, I'll be right here." The goblin showed a disgusted expression: "But there is a limit on the exchange of gold gallons, up to 100 gallons, young man, how much do you want to exchange?"

"Aren't you still in charge of financial business?" Mo Chen looked up at the logo to make sure that he was not wrong.

"It's really a consultation office, but there are always people who exchange money, so I take on part of it." The leprechaun explained.

"Well, it doesn't matter, but you're mistaken, I'm going to exchange gold gallons for dollars." Ink dust road.

"What? Are you sure you want to exchange galleons for dollars? The goblin looked at Mo Chen, there is a wizard here, clearly a fool.

"..."Mo Chen really wants to take out his wand and give this goblin five consecutive deaths, I exchange dollars I am willing, what kind of expression are you?"

If he didn't want to cause trouble anymore, you would have died lying on the ground!