Chapter 705

Solim was going to set up a few eyeliners and surveillance spells next to Harry, but he had just negotiated with Hermione and before he could even finalize the specific measures, when a letter from across the ocean disrupted Solim's plans.

"Grandpa told you to go to the United States?" said Sylna, reading the letter in her hand as she ate.

In the evening, the three of Solim ate in the dormitory as usual, although the possibility of making a move on Solim was very small now, but they were used to it. Eating in the Great Hall was not a good place, as the most prominent place was Solim's, and there was a large empty area around them, and not a single Slytherin student would come near them.

"I'll leave early tomorrow morning. "

Solim glanced at the ash on the shelf, it was now pecking at the chocolate on the cake, for his phoenix's dietary orientation, Solim felt that there was nothing strange about it, anyway, the phoenix is not a dog, and it is no problem to eat some chocolate.

"I notice—" Silna said unpleasantly, looking back and forth at the letter in her hand, "--My name doesn't seem to be in the letter." "

"Oh, don't do that, there must be a reason why Grandpa won't let you go. Solim pointed to the letter, "Don't you see? "

"Well," Silna put the letter aside, "is there anything to explain before you go?"

"Not yet. Solim thought for a moment and said, "But just to be on the safe side, I'll leave you three ash feathers - you know how to use them." If there's any news from Hermione's side that you think needs to let me know, use that to contact me. "

After eating, Solim went to Snape alone to ask for leave - Dumbledore was not currently at Hogwarts. This gave Solim the urge to break into the headmaster's office and destroy the journal.

But he just thought about it, not to mention whether he could succeed, even if he could, he was not ready to tear his face with Dumbledore now.

The next morning, Solim was still stuffed with bread in his mouth and was taken back to Selwyn Castle by the ashes. There are people here waiting for him, and the family has arranged everything in advance, including the special line to the United States.

It's still the same hall, and even the fireplace used is the same as last time. Only this time Solim was alone, and he didn't have any entourage.

Still in the familiar "spin-off mode", the experience of the ICF network is simply terrible, and unlike the average Floro network travel or phantom shapeshift, the flight of the ICF network is too long.

But fortunately, Solim's physical fitness is really good, and with the experience of the last time, this time he didn't have any foreign appearances.

Elrond was waiting for him here, and when he saw Solim appear, he didn't have anything to say, and took out his wand to clean the dust that didn't exist on Solim's body.

"Hurry up and finish your work, I hope he can get that damn document in the shortest possible time!"

Only then did Solim realize that there were two men in uniform standing behind Elrond, and those words were directed at them.

"Grandpa, this is—" Solim was surrounded by them before he could figure out the situation.

"Registering your wand is a mandatory requirement of the law here. It was not difficult to tell from his expression that Elrond was clearly very disgusted by this.

"Mr. Selwyn, please show me your wand. "

The two uniformed wizards were apparently members of the Magical Congress of the United States, and without even thinking about it, Solim took out the dragon staff he had purchased from Ollivander.

One of the wizards cautiously took Solim's wand and turned to rest on top of a bulky instrument.

"Alder, ten and a half inches, the core of the rod ......" The wizard in charge of the inspection suddenly cursed, and then slapped the instrument twice under Solim's surprised gaze, "-Dragon's Heartstrings. "

Strangely, Solim was amazed inwardly, it turned out that wizards, like ordinary people, used the means of repairing household appliances - if the instrument that detected the wand was also considered an "electrical appliance".

The other wizard hastily jotted it down, and said to Elrond and Solim with a smile on his face, "We will definitely get Mr. Selwyn's wand permit in the shortest possible time." "

Elrond waved his hand impatiently, and the two of them struggled to lift the instrument and slip away.

"I kind of don't get it. Solim shoved his wand back, "Can the Magical Congress of America still manage us?"

"This bullshit Magic Congress is not the same as the Ministries of Magic in Europe. They're the Presbyterian equivalent in the Americas, you see?"

The Ministries of Magic in European countries are subordinate bodies of the Presbyterian Church, and these Ministries of Magic are responsible for coordinating and running the local wizarding society, dealing with the small things that the Presbyterian Church considers "trivial", while the real major matters are the responsibility of the Presbyterian Church. But the United States is different, the Magic Congress is a big and small thing, and there is no delegation of power at all. Influence and strength aside, the Council of Elders and the Magical Congress are "on par".

In the wizarding world of the United States, there is one thing that is essential to the wizards who live here - and that is the wand license. Wizards who do not have this certificate are in illegal possession of wands and are punishable, which is very different from the situation in Europe.

"You don't have to think about it to know how many people have sharpened their heads and want to drill into it. Solim shook his head, "That's too much oil." "

"That won't scrape our Selwyn's head!" Elrond gave Solim a shoulder touch.

"There's a question, now that I don't have documents, if I cast a spell, is it illegal?"

"Do you need to ask such a trivial matter?" Elrond glared, "this is just a formality, even people who don't like us don't make a fuss about it." "

Elrond grabbed Solim by the shoulder, and the apparition moved to a certain floor of the Woolworth Building, where the Selwyns are now the stronghold of the Selwyns in the United States.

"It was unexpected. Solim stood by the window and craned his neck to look down, "I thought you were going to find a manor or something, but you found a place in a downtown area like this." "

"It's not the same here as we are. Elrond casually explained, "Be careful when you go in and out here, it's all Muggles around—oh, I forgot." "

Elrond said in a sarcastic tone, "They call those who don't know magic 'No-Maji', sneer-No-Maji." "

As if it seemed particularly funny, Elrond said it again.

"You can see it. Solim looked at the furnishings around him and said to his grandfather, "Your old man has been angry here a lot lately. "