Promotion and salary increase start at Hogwarts

"The Ministry of Magic hopes you have a pleasant day," the woman's cold voice said.

The door of the elevator booth opened suddenly, Kingsley Shacklebolt walked out, Luo Cheng followed closely behind him.

Only when he arrived at the Ministry of Magic could Luo Cheng feel the brilliance of wizarding civilization: here was a splendid hall, with dark wooden floors that had been polished to a shine, and several magic-controlled mops cleaning the floor where visitors had stepped.

The peacock blue ceiling is inlaid with gleaming golden symbols, which are constantly moving and changing, like a huge high-altitude bulletin board. The four walls are inlaid with glossy dark wood boards, and many gilded fireplaces are embedded in the ceiling.

Inside the wooden board, every few seconds, with a soft popping sound, a wizard would suddenly appear from a fireplace on the left. On the right, there were several people queuing up in front of each fireplace, waiting to leave.

In the middle of the foyer is a fountain. In a circular pool stands a group of golden statues, the highest of which is four or five meters high. The tallest among them is a noble wizard, holding a wand high and pointing straight to the sky. Surrounded by

Surrounding him were a beautiful witch, a centaur, a goblin and a house elf. The centaurs, goblins and house elves all looked up at the two wizards with admiration. A stream of shining water columns came from the wizard's head.

The tip of the wand spurted out from the centaur's arrow, from the tip of the goblin's hat, and from the two ears of the house elf. There were ding-dong-ding-dong, the sound of rushing water, and the pop, pop of the Apparition.

There were sounds, as well as the chaotic footsteps of hundreds of wizards and witches. With a lifeless expression on their faces that was typical of working people in the morning, they strode towards the row of golden doors at the other end of the hall.

"It's working time now, and they are all busy clocking in and following me."

Kingsley Shacklebolt and Luo Cheng strode into the crowd. Some of them were holding piles of crumbling parchment in their arms, some were carrying tattered briefcases, and some were reading as they walked.

"Daily Prophet". When passing the fountain, Luo Cheng saw many sparkling silver Sickles and copper Knuts under the pool, and even a few shiny gold Galleons. A stained small sign next to it read

Author: All proceeds from the Magic Brothers Fountain are donated to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries.

Luo Cheng, who was extremely poor, wanted to jump in and grab a few handfuls of money.

They left the stream of Ministry staff heading towards the golden doors. At a table on the left, under a sign that read "SECURITY CHECK", sat a man in peacock blue robes and a very unshaven figure.

A clean wizard. As they approached, he raised his head and put down the Daily Prophet in his hand.

"I brought a guest." Kingsley Shacklebolt said and pointed at Luo Cheng.

"Oh, it's Kingsley! You've captured another dark wizard?"

The wizard looked very solemn and looked at Luo Cheng with serious eyes.

"He still looks like a child. Now the entry age threshold for dark wizards has been lowered?"

Kingsley Shacklebolt was made to laugh.

"Come on, Eric. Although I am an Auror, it doesn't mean I can only catch dark wizards. Will I let dark wizards come in with wands?"

"It's just a joke, you don't cooperate with me every time." When the wizard saw that Kingsley Shacklebolt didn't cooperate with him, he said in a listless tone.

"He's Felton, my good friend, and he likes to make jokes like this."

Kingsley Shacklebolt explained on the completion.

"The young man I brought here is here for an interview."

"interview?"

"Well, Bertha Jorkins asked me to give him a ride, and I happened to be on the way."

"I remember she had just been transferred to the Muggle Liaison Office."

Eric looked at Luo Cheng with a strange look.

"I'll give you a piece of advice. It's best not to tell Bertha Jorkins too much of your personal information during the interview, because she will tell everyone around her. Come over here and let me check you through security."

The wizard raised a long golden rod, which was as thin and flexible as a car's antenna. He used it to sweep Luo Cheng's chest and back from top to bottom.

"Magic wand." Eric muttered to Luo Cheng, put down the golden thing, and stretched out his hand.

Luo Cheng handed over the wand. The wizard threw it on a strange-looking brass machine that looked like a single-plate balance. The machine began to vibrate slightly. A narrow strip of parchment spit out quickly from a hole in the bottom.

came out. The wizard tore off the paper and read the words on it.

"Thirteen inches, laurel wood, thunderbird feather core, five years old. Correct?"

"That's right." Luo Cheng said. In fact, he had never used this wand since time travel.

"I'll keep this," Eric said, stamping the parchment note on a small brass nail. "Take this back." He put the wand into Luo Cheng's hand.

"Go to the interview. If you're late I'm afraid Bertha Jorkins will leave early again."

Luo Cheng was pushed by the crowd, and he and Kingsley Shacklebolt walked through the gate and came to a smaller hall over there. There were at least twenty elevators there, blocked by exquisite golden fence doors. Luo Cheng

He and Kingsley Shacklebolt walked to the crowd gathered in front of an elevator. Next to him stood a thin wizard with a goatee, holding a large birdcage covered with cloth in his arms, and something was going crazy inside.

The ground hits the cage.

"Good morning, Kingsley." The wizard said and nodded to Kingsley Shacklebolt.

"What do you have there, Felton?" Kingsley Shacklebolt asked, looking at the birdcage.

"We're not sure yet." The wizard said seriously, "We originally thought it was a mute bird, but it can not only breathe fire, but can also continue to divide more individuals under the sun. This seems to be a serious violation of the "Prohibition of Animal Breeding"

"Experimentation Act."

With a tinkling sound and a clicking sound, an elevator landed in front of them. The golden gate slid open gently, and Luo Cheng and Kingsley Shacklebolt walked into the elevator with the group.

"Seventh floor, Department of Magical Games and Sports, containing the British and Irish Quidditch League Headquarters, the official Gobstone Club and the Office of Patented Patterns for Funny Products."

The elevator door opened, and Luo Cheng caught a glimpse of a messy corridor, with posters of various Quidditch teams staggered on the walls. A wizard holding a broomstick in the elevator struggled to squeeze out.

, disappeared in the corridor. The door closed, the elevator swayed slightly and continued to rise. The woman's voice announced: "The sixth floor, the Department of Magical Transportation, including the Floo Network Administration, the Broomstick Management and Control Bureau, and the Portkey Office.

and the Apparition Testing Center.”

The elevator door was opened again, and four or five wizards walked out. At the same time, several paper planes flew into the elevator. Luo Cheng raised his head and watched them flying slowly around his head, their

The color was light purple, and Luo Cheng also saw the stamp "Ministry of Magic" stamped on the side of the wing.

"That's a note for passing messages between departments." Kingsley Shacklebolt told him in a low voice. "Owls were used before, but the mess was incredible. There were feces everywhere on the desk. Of course this

There are too many restrictions on the use of paper airplanes, and they can only be used within the Ministry of Magic."

"The fifth floor, the Department of International Magical Cooperation, includes the International Magical Trade Standards Association, the International Magical Law Office and the British seat of the International Federation of Magicians."

"The fourth floor, the Department for the Management and Control of Magical Creatures, contains the Office of Beasts, Aliens and Ghosts, the Goblin Liaison Office and the Pest Advisory Office."

"I'm sorry, please give way." Felton said, holding the cage. He walked out of the elevator. A small group of notes followed and flew out. The elevator door slammed shut again.

"The third level, the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters, includes the accident reversal team, the memory cancellation command and the Muggle Issues Mediation Committee."

At this level, almost everyone went out. Kingsley Shacklebolt also took Luo Cheng out.

"We are here, Luo Cheng," Kingsley Shacklebolt said. "The Muggle Liaison Office is located under the Muggle Mediation Committee. I will take you there."

When I came to a corridor with doors on both sides, I walked past a window and bright sunlight poured in.

Looking at the label that Luo Cheng saw the sun, Kingsley Shacklebolt explained, "These are enchanted windows. The magic maintenance department will decide what the weather will be every day. There is sunshine today, which means they have received their wages today."

.”

They turned a corner, passed through two heavy oak doors, and entered a messy and noisy open area divided into many cubicles. There was a lot of chatter and laughter inside. Notes carrying messages flew in and out of the cubicles.

, like miniature rockets. A sign hung crookedly on the most remote cubicle:

Muggle Liaison Office.

"Here we are."

Kingsley Shacklebolt coughed twice.

"Bertha, I have brought the interviewer."