Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Ivan caused a riot when he accompanied Sirius to the Ministry of Magic.

It happened to be the end of the Sirius incident, and many wizards wanted Sirius to sign it or ask him about it.

He was surrounded as soon as he appeared, and Ivan had to walk into the lobby alone.

The scene was as if some big star had come to the Ministry of Magic, and even Ivan was noticed.

And now, nobody looks at Evan again, thinking he's just an ordinary little wizard.

They may have heard of Evan and Harry, but they don't know how they look and naturally don't fit in.

Apart from that, another change was Ivan's last visit, when a number of wizards had his Hogwarts Magic in their hands, but now they were missing, and now they only have the Daily Prophet.

Obviously, this is because no one dares to buy Hogwarts Magic on the bright side, influenced by Fogey.

“Come on, boys, let's go this way.” Mr. Weasley said.

They joined the crowd and squeezed forward among Ministry of Magic staff.

No one watched them, and all the wizards had their faces all hung with their characteristic morning-dead-end faces.

Some carry a pile of crumbling parchment paper in their arms, some carry shattered briefcases, others keep stuffing bread or something in their mouths, and others walk around and read The Prophet's Daily.

Evan then saw a lot of people secretly watching Rita's article in Hogwarts Magic.

Rita has a bad reputation, but she still has influence.

Whatever she wrote, regardless of authenticity, must be able to capture the public's hearts and preferences and attract attention.

As such, Foggy's ban on Hogwarts Magic has not been uniformly enforced in the Ministry of Magic, and Ivan and Hermione hired Rita as a special reporter, but it has worked, putting a lot of pressure on the Ministry in an invisible way.

“Is this the Magic Brothers Fountain?” Hermione looked curiously at the fountain in the lobby.

On her way here, she heard Ivan talk about the scene inside the Ministry of Magic, a famous scene.

They stopped in front of the fountain, under which there were many sparkling silver cigars and copper nuts, next to a small, stained sign stating that all proceeds from the Magical Brothers Fountain were donated to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries.

You measure the statues above the fountain, and you have to say, it's easy to see a little bit of a difference by walking up close.

The man who looked handsome in the distance, close to him, gave a very weak and stupid feeling, and there was an empty smile on the witch's face, like attending a beauty pageant.

As for fairies and horsemen, as long as some commonsense wizards know that they can never look at any human being in such a vein.

Only the shy slave-like deity of the Elvish at home is convincing, and it does feel bad.

Indeed, Hermione's eyes eventually fell on the elf's face and her eyebrows wrinkled tightly.

“I don't like this statue, it doesn't even fit the facts. ”

“The authorities only want to see what they want to see and make decisions that best serve their own interests.” Ivan said softly.

This characteristic of the Ministry of Magic is reflected in this statue in an unnoticed manner.

They do not care what the truth and objective attempts are, but only power and interest.

“The Wizard's Slave…” Hermione whispered, "The Wizards ignore the facts, the reason for enslaving the Wizard is of course the hardest thing for her to accept, as opposed to the slavery of the Wizard herself, which must change.

Ivan did not anticipate this trip to the Ministry of Magic, allowing Hermione to make a decision to enter the Ministry of Magic after graduation.

Her focus also shifted from defending the legitimate rights and interests of the elves in the home to changing the corrupt political ecology.

Years later, she defeated each other in the election, becoming the first woman minister of the Ministry of Magic, and changed the course of the magic world to a large extent.

While Hermione was staring at the statue, Harry was making a wish.

If he was not expelled from Hogwarts, he would have let ten gallons in, and he was so desperate to think.

“Good morning, Arthur!” The untouched voice rang behind me, a wizard with a peacock blue robe and a very unclean beard walked in, "I saw you leading these children all the way here, do they want a security check? ”

“Please, Eric, they're all guests.” Mr. Weasley said.

Eric nodded, and then his eyes fell on Ivan.

“Ah, I remember you, boy, you were here two years ago...” Eric's eyes lit up.

He also remembers Ivan's main reason for detecting that his wand core was an unknown substance when his wand was tested.

He was naturally impressed by the fact that he had been in charge of security for the first time in his life.

Not to mention that the Ministry of Magic hasn't had anything happen in a long time, and the task of security inspection is already boring.

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

In England, wizards are used to using firedragons, phoenixes, and parts of unicorns to make magic.

But this is not true of wizards in other countries, who have different customs.

He even met the mysterious Oriental Wizard, using magical creatures he didn't know about, even the material of the wand was weird.

But anyway, it's the first time Erik has encountered a condition where the cane core cannot be detected.

He later questioned the experts who had come to inspect the machine, and there were only two situations, the first being that the machine had broken down and the second was that the material used by the staff core of the Evan wand had not been recorded in the detection machine.

But this is simply not possible, and this detection machine covers almost all known substances.

“We have replaced the new detection machine this time, and it has only been used for a short time.” Eric whispered, the breath in his nostrils sprayed heavily outside, "Kid, let me see what's inside your wand. ”

As usual, he lifted a long gold rod, as thin as a car's antenna, and resilient, sweeping it from top to bottom on the front and back of Ivan, Harry, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Fred and George.

“Wand!” He couldn't wait to say, put that golden thing down and reach out.

Starting with Harry, several people handed over their wands in turn.

Eric threw Harry's wand on a weird, single-disc brass machine.

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

He ripped the paper off and read the words.

“Eleven inches, the cane core is phoenix feathers, it took four years, right? ”

“Exactly.” Harry said nervously.

“Okay, I'll keep this. You take this back.” The wizard stabbed the parchment note on a little brass nail and stuffed the wand into Harry's hand, "Okay, next! ”