v2 Chapter 883： Re-detection of the wand

When Avon came to the Ministry of Magic with Sirius, it caused a commotion.

It was the end of the Sirius event, and many wizards wanted to sign Sirius or ask him about the specific things.

He was surrounded by people when he appeared, and Avon had to go alone in the hall.

The scene is like a big star coming to the Ministry of Magic, and even Ai Wen is also concerned.

Now, no one has ever looked at Ai Wen and they only thought it was an ordinary little wizard.

They may have heard the names of Avon and Harry, but they don't know what they look like, and naturally they won't come together.

In addition, another change is that when Ai Wen came last time, many of the wizards held his "Hogwarts Magic" in his hand, but now they are missing. They are now only the "Prophet Daily". .

Obviously, this is because of the influence of Fudge, no one dares to buy the Hogwarts Magic in the face.

"Come on, kids, let's go here," Mr. Weasley said.

They joined the crowd and huddled in the middle of the Ministry of Magic staff.

No one looked at them, and the faces of the wizards all had a deadly expression in the morning.

Some people carry a pile of crumbling parchment in their arms, some carrying tattered briefcases, others are stuffing their bread or something in their mouths, and others are reading while walking. Prophet Daily.

Immediately, Ai Wen still saw a lot of people secretly watching Rita published in the "Hogwarts Magic" article.

Although Rita has a bad reputation, her influence is still there.

What she writes is true regardless of authenticity, but she must be able to grasp the public's heart and preferences and attract people to watch.

From this point of view, Fudge’s ban on the Hogwarts Magic newspaper was not implemented in the Ministry of Magic. Ai Wen and Hermione hired Rita to become a special correspondent, and it still played an effect, causing the Ministry of Magic to be invisible. Great pressure.

"Is this the Magic Brothers Fountain?" Hermione looked curiously at the fountain in the hall.

On the way, she listened to Ai Wen and talked about the inside of the Ministry of Magic. This is a very famous landscape.

They stopped in front of the fountain, and there were many sparkling silver and copper natti under the pool. A small stained sign next to it said: All the proceeds of the Magic Brothers fountain were donated to St. Mungo's magic wounds. hospital.

Everyone looked at the statue above the fountain and had to say that it was easy to find a little different when walking close.

The face of the wizard who looked handsome in the distance, close to it, gave a very weak, stupid feeling. The witch’s face also had an empty smile, like participating in a beauty contest. .

As for the goblins and the horses, as long as some common sense wizards know that they can never look up to any human being.

It’s convincing that only the slave elf’s slave-like appearance is really ugly.

Sure enough, Hermione’s gaze eventually fell on the face of the house elf, and her brow wrinkled tightly.

"I don't like this statue, it doesn't fit the facts at all."

"The authorities only want to see what they are willing to see and make decisions that best suit their own interests." Ai Wen whispered.

This feature of the Ministry of Magic is reflected in this statue in such a way that is not noticed.

They don't care about the facts and objective attempts. They only have power and interests.

"Sorcerer's slave..." Hermione whispered. Compared to the servility of the house elf itself, the wizards ignored the facts. Of course, the slave servant is the most difficult thing for her to accept. This kind of thing must be changed. .

Ai Wen did not expect this trip to the Ministry of Magic to directly allow Hermione to make a decision to enter the Ministry of Magic after graduation.

Her focus has also shifted from defending the legitimate rights and interests of domestic elves to changing the political ecology of degeneration and decay.

After many years, she defeated each other in the election and became the first female minister of the Ministry of Magic. She also changed the development of the magic world to a great extent.

Just as Hermione stared at the statue, Harry was making a wish.

If he is not expelled from Hogwarts, he will put ten Galleons in. He thought so desperately.

"Good morning, Arthur!" The languid voice rang in the back. A wizard wearing a peacock blue robes and a badly shaved beard came over. "I saw you leading the children around." Are they going to conduct security checks?"

"It’s bothering you, Eric, they are all guests," Mr. Weasley said.

Eric nodded, and then his eyes fell on Ai Wen.

"Ah, I remember you, kid, you have been here two years ago...." Eric shines.

He still remembers the main reason for Ai Wen, because when he detected his wand, he detected that his core is unknown.

He has been in charge of security work for a long time, and it is the first time he has encountered this situation, and he is naturally impressed.

Not to mention that the Ministry of Magic has not done anything for a long time, and the work responsible for security inspection is inherently boring.

His only pleasure is to watch the guest's wand and see what the rod core is made of.

In the UK, wizards used to use magic dragons, phoenixes, and parts of the unicorn to make magic.

But this is not the case for wizards in other countries, they have different customs.

He even saw the mysterious oriental wizard, using magical creatures he didn't know, and even the material of the wand was weird.

In any case, Eric was the first to encounter that the rod core could not be detected.

He later asked the experts who came over to repair the machine. There were only two situations in which this situation occurred. The first was that the machine was broken. The second was that the material used by the core of the Avon wand was not recorded in the inspection machine.

But this is simply not possible, this test machine contains almost all known substances.

"We have replaced the new testing machine this time, and it hasn't been used for a long time." Eric whispered, and the breath inside his nostrils squirted a few times. "Kid, let me see if your wand is inside." What?"

By convention, he raised a long gold rod, as thin as a car's antenna, and was very resilient, using it in Irving, Harry, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Fred, and George. The chest and back were swept from top to bottom.

"Wand!" He couldn't wait to say, let go of the golden thing and reach out.

Starting with Harry, several people handed the wand out in turn.

Eric threw Harry's wand on a weird brass machine like a single balance.

The machine began to vibrate slightly, and a narrow parchment spit out from the bottom of the mouth.

He pulled the paper down and read the words above.

"Eleven inches, the rod core is a phoenix feather, it took four years, right?"

“Yes,” said Harry nervously.

"Okay, I keep this, you take this back." The wizard said to poke the parchment on a small brass nail and put the wand into Harry's hand. "Well. ,next!"