HP Approaches the Magical World

The reason for letting Anthony and the others try to get in touch with the history of the magical world is because they are an important part of Jon's layout.

Even though there is no way to transform them into wizards yet, as long as the conditions are ripe, since these people have been with him all the time, they must be the first batch of people to become wizards.

And most importantly, there will always be wizards entering the laboratory, and it will be very troublesome if they don't understand these things.

But for now, these things can still be sorted out a little bit.

"We're almost ready for things here, and we'll start working there next time. There are a lot of things to do at the same time. If it's convenient, you'd better let the people over there hurry up and come over."

The so-called people over there are the people in charge of the underground laboratory, and in Jon's concept, there is only one of these people.

That is Grindelwald, he alone is enough, especially his space magic, which is really superb.

"Have the architectural drawings been prepared?"

Anthony nodded: "It's been done a long time ago. We can start construction on our side. According to normal logic, shouldn't we build the foundation? If you choose to do the upper part first, what should we do with the basement below?" Woolen cloth?"

"Using magic to do this kind of thing is convenient, and it is not difficult to violate some known laws. Besides, since you want to do it, you should do it thoroughly. Go get ready."

"Yes, I understand."

Anthony nodded and exited the office. Jon didn't stand here for too long, but frowned, and then disappeared from the room.

...

The atmosphere in Grimmauld Place was very awkward.

The next day was the day of Harry's trial. Dumbledore came over at night, and while Harry was asleep, he explained a few words to the Order of the Phoenix. He would come at night these two days , after the children are asleep at night, he will come over to take a look at the situation here.

According to Mrs. Weasley, Harry has been very out of sorts lately.

I maintain a dry emotional state every day and don't talk much.

On the day of Harry's trial, Mr. Weasley took him to the Ministry of Magic, so he got up early on this day,

At half past five in the morning, he suddenly woke up from the bed,

Obviously no one called him, but it seemed like someone shouted in his ear,

He just lay motionless on the bed, and the matter of going to the Ministry of Magic for trial filled every corner of his brain.

Mrs. Weasley had put the freshly washed jeans and T-shirt next to his bed, and Harry started to put them on without waking anyone else. Ron was still sleeping soundly in bed, and he went outside the room through the stairs. platform, then tiptoed down the stairs to the kitchen.

He thought that there was no one in the kitchen, but when he walked to the door, he heard a low voice coming from behind the door.

When the door was opened, Mr. Weasley, Mrs. Weasley, Sirius, and Lupine were all sitting there, as if they were waiting for his arrival.

Mrs. Weasley stood up and asked Harry what he wanted to eat. Harry ordered some bread and sat down at the table.

Lupine and the others didn't care that Harry appeared here, and continued to talk about something Harry couldn't understand.

Their attitude of turning a blind eye made Harry feel a little more relaxed at the time. After all, he had been feeling uneasy because of today's events, and the calmness of the people around him did help him to soothe a little.

He silently gnawed on the bread that Mrs. Weasley brought over, it didn't taste good, it was like eating another tasteless wax slice.

And Mrs. Weasley was sitting next to him, taking great care of his clothes, getting them here and there, and this kind of excessive concern made him feel more stressed.

He really hoped Mrs. Weasley would stop doing that, but he couldn't say that.

He listened to Tonks talk about the mission,

Complaining about being on the night shift is a very painful thing, and what Mr. Weasley said, I don't know what it feels like.

Today, Mr. Weasley didn't wear wizard robes, but a pair of thin trousers and an old jacket. After he finished speaking, he turned his gaze from Tonks to Harry.

"How do you feel now?"

Harry shrugged silently.

"Don't worry, it will be over soon." Mr. Weasley encouraged: "In a few hours, you will be fine."

Harry didn't speak, and listened quietly to Mr. Weasley's account of the trial, as well as the advice and comfort that Tonks and the others provided him.

But it's actually useless.

He put down the bread and stood up, Mr. Weasley decided to take him there early in case something unexpected happened, and before leaving, he forced a smile.

Then he followed Mr. Weasley upstairs and through the hall, and the two of them came outside. It was just dawn and the sky was gray and bitterly cold.

They took the subway to the center of London, and got off there. At this time in the center of London, there was a crowd of people. Countless well-dressed men and women with briefcases walked out of the subway, went up the escalator, passed the ticket gate, and then came to a very Broad Street.

The streets are full of traffic and people coming and going.

Mr. Weisser was a bit at a loss. After all, he obviously rarely went to work this way, so he didn't know what to do, but he soon found his way.

Harry walked forward behind Weasley, the buildings on both sides gradually became ordinary, and finally they came to a desolate street.

There are just a few seedy looking offices, a tavern and some dump trucks.

He followed Mr. Weasley into the dilapidated telephone booth, and watched as Mr. Weasley picked up the receiver and dialed to report.

A square color badge was drawn out from the metal chute, on which was written his name and the words of trial, he pinned the badge on the front of the T-shirt, and the female voice who had talked to Mr. Weasley before rang again up.

"Visitor of the Ministry of Magic, you will need to be checked and register your wand at the security desk, which is located at the end of the main hall."

The floor of the phone booth trembled suddenly, and then they sank into the ground. After about a minute, a thin golden light shone, and finally fell on Harry's face.

"The Ministry of Magic wishes you a pleasant day."

He heard the girl say, and followed Mr. Weasley out.

In front of you is a magnificent hall.

This is the Ministry of Magic.

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