Chapter 1115 The Strange Magic Wand

The entrance hall of the Ministry of Magic is still splendid, with dark wooden floors and jewel-like ceilings as shiny as yesterday, and many fireplaces with gold wires are inlaid on both sides of the hall for all visitors to come and go frequently.

The bright green magic flame kept licking the inside of the fireplace, but occasionally some would pop out suddenly. This can't help but make those wizards who have just arrived at the Ministry of Magic have to go a little farther when passing by, so as not to be taken out by others.

Of course, not everyone came and went via the Floo network. Just like Pansy at this moment, she took the magic elevator and descended straight down from the fireplace.

And when she walked out with slightly stiff steps, the flow of people coming and going in the hall immediately reminded her of some past events.

I remember that my father back then was not as taciturn as he is now. Although he was very strict in discipline, he really wanted to be a good father.

At that time, Pansy's father brought his daughter Pansy to the Ministry of Magic several times, which broadened her horizons a lot.

Sure enough, there are still a lot of people... Looking at the wizards around, Pansy couldn't help muttering, Perces...should be working in the ministry at this time, right?

What she mentioned was naturally her unlucky brother.

After being squeezed out to a lifelong idle job, the elder brother Perceus Parkinson, who had little chance of promotion, began his depraved life.

But no matter how depraved, it still needs capital—Perces didn’t resign, he still went to and from get off work half-dead every day, and then spent the gold Galleons he earned with the rest of his time in many pubs and bars among.

To be honest, Pan Xi, who used to admire her brother very much, really wanted to see him at work now. But after thinking about it, she finally let go of her worries about her brother's recent state.

After all, at present, the things around her alone are already enough to keep her too busy to care about him.

Upstairs... No, I have to go to the security checkpoint first.

Pansy touched the guest badge pinned to her chest, and then followed the endless flow of people, moving forward slowly.

Passing through the front hall, she soon came to a wider atrium.

When we got here, the crowd would not be as crowded as before. At least everyone had enough room to move their legs.

Unlike the entrance hall which still maintains the old view,

This atrium is obviously very different from what she saw when she came here when she was a child.

The solid gold statue that stood in the fountain in the early years is still there—the centaur, goblin, and house-elf are still looking up at the noble wizard and beautiful witch in the middle with reverent eyes as before.

But apart from the central fountain with statues, many places have undergone tremendous changes.

For example, the Ministry of Magic specially repainted a huge magical portrait of the height of two people for the great wizard Albus Dumbledore who has passed away. The portrait was hung high on the display wall at the side of the atrium. Behind the half-moon-shaped lens, a pair of eyes were slightly closed all the year round, as if in a doze.

The wizards in the atrium turned their heads slightly, and there was another portrait with a square stone base in front of the elevator. But Pansy, the statue of the young wizard standing above the obelisk, was very familiar. If it wasn't Maca McClain, who could it be?

It was only when Pansy got closer with the flow of people that she realized from the inscription carved on the base of the obelisk that this was actually a bronze tablet secretly cast by the Muggle Queen of England for the last disaster in London. . And what she thanked on behalf of the Muggles all over the UK was of course a series of wizards headed by Maca.

Among the names engraved on it, there are Neville, Hermione, Sirius, etc., many people who helped the Muggle people in that incident.

In fact, Maca also knew about the obelisk portrait presented by the Muggle Queen, but he never let it appear in school. Because he knew very well that the queen was probably still thinking about it, and wanted him to promote the integration of wizards and Muggles in the UK!

Otherwise, why would the other party cast a statue of him alone on the bronze monument thanking a whole group of wizards?

Therefore, after Maca heard that Scrimgeour had accepted this thing first, he simply let him keep it for himself to enjoy.

Of course, in addition to these objects that don’t actually have much meaning, there are also many portraits or listings that trace major historical events in the atrium.

Therefore, if you say that Scrimgeour, as the Minister of Magic for a term, probably understands that he can't achieve anything by himself, so he worked hard to create these objects that really have the value of continuation .

As Pansy was walking and watching, she finally caught sight of a table just in front of the magic elevator. And right next to the table, a sign with the words Security Inspection was erected obliquely on the ground.

It can be seen that some witches and wizards have lined up there, and a staff member in a blue robe is busy using various tools to check the guests one by one.

On the table next to him, a quill hangs above the data book by itself, wriggling and writing quickly.

Seeing this, Pan Xi suppressed her anxiety and went to the back of the queue.

Fortunately, the queue wasn't too long, after all, those who needed to come here to check their wands were all guests without an appointment. And despite the dense crowd here, in fact, most of them are regular customers.

Perhaps it is only when major disasters like the previous few times come that this place will enter a wartime state, so that anyone must go through inspections before going to each floor to handle affairs.

After a while, Pan Xi found that there was an empty space in front of him—it turned out that it was his turn.

Come closer.

But he saw the blue-robed wizard beckoning slightly at Pan Xi, and when Pan Xi got closer, he held up the thin golden stick and swept it up and down around his body.

Immediately afterwards, I heard him say rather listlessly:

Wand.

Seeing the other party stretch out his hand, although Pan Xi was still a little worried after all, she couldn't let him just wait like this. At a time like this, the more procrastinating you are, the more suspicious you will be, isn't it?

Of course, given the half-dead look of the blue-robed wizard with drooping eyelids, Pansy really wondered if he would find out in time if he just left.

While thinking this way, Pansy still handed out the wand that had been modified and adjusted by Maca. And following her, she saw that after taking her wand, the blue-robed wizard threw it on a brass single-plate magic balance without looking at it.

Immediately, with the slight tremor of the scale, a narrow strip of parchment was spit out from the opening on the base.

Nine...three-elevenths...inches...about?

This unreasonable and bizarre length immediately stunned the blue-robed wizard on the spot—he has been working in this damn security inspector position for so many years, and this is the first time he has seen such an unconventional wand appear. of.

You must know that almost every wand maker in this world has integrity and reserve that are as precise as the limit, and for wands that are directly related to magic itself, their various numbers will have different effects on casting spells. influences.

The blue-robed wizard, who seemed a little hesitant about the wand, suddenly turned his head and glanced at the balance instrument, obviously beginning to suspect that the alchemy tool was malfunctioning.

However, the problem was only with the wand in the first place, and he would definitely not gain anything by looking at the detection tools.

When the blue-robed wizard tossed about for a long time, after trying several times and found that the test results did not change, he finally thought of asking Pan Xi:

Excuse me, what is the exact length of this wand?

Oh, I think your balance was correct that day... Yes, my wand does have something 'special' because it wasn't made by those famous wandmakers.

Hearing what Pansy said, the other party was a little stunned - if it came from a private wand maker, it would be more or less understandable.

Although even on a global scale, there are really not many examples like this.

Inadvertently, the blue-robed wizard suddenly saw the guest badge pinned to Pansy's front, and then he saw the eye-catching word Registration.

Is this the first time you come to the UK from abroad? He immediately waved his hands and said, Then please go directly to the Department of International Magical Cooperation to register! There are more complete testing instruments than my small place, specially designed for foreign guests Register with special visitors, and there will be a small gift after completing the record! The elevator will go up three floors!

Just as he was speaking, the blue-robed wizard glanced at the parchment again—at least no danger was detected on it, so he could let it go.

Pansy took back his wand from the opponent's hand again, and after a little nod of thanks, he turned and walked towards the row of golden magic elevators.

She obviously won't go to the Department of International Magical Cooperation, not to mention that her destination is actually the Auror office, even if there is any small gift, she doesn't want to take the risk of being given by more complete testing equipment. Check it out.

Not long after, Pansy followed several wizards, squeezed into a golden elevator that had just opened the fence door, and slowly went up with the sound of cracking chains.

Along the way, the elevator stopped five times, but Pansy didn't get out. And as the number of people in the elevator became less and less, when the fence door opened automatically again, the melodious female voice on the newspaper floor finally said in a proper manner:

Second floor, Department of Magical Law Enforcement; this floor contains the Department of Misuse of Magic, Department of Misuse of Muggle Artifacts, Auror Command, and the Wizengamot Chamber.

Kingsley Shacklebolt.

Thinking to herself, Pansy pursed her lips that were a little dry due to nervousness.

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