Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard Chapter 796

Chapter 796 Heading to the Ministry of Magic

Mr. Weasley came back early in the morning. At eight o'clock in the morning, he walked into the kitchen sleepily and took the sandwich from Bill.

“Dad, didn't you just work overtime all night yesterday? Why do you have to go to the Ministry of Magic so early today?”

"I can't help it, the Ministry is really short of manpower recently." Mr. Weasley yawned, "Not only me, but also Chris, the newly married Lupine, and even Cedric who has only been in the job for two years. In this way, there is endless work to do every day.”

"But it's too busy." Fred poured him a glass of pumpkin juice. "Will the Ministry of Magic pay you overtime?"

“The money from the Ministry of Magic is used to purchase potion materials needed to treat the wounded.” Mr. Weasley took a sip of pumpkin juice.

“Does that mean your hard work is in vain?”

"You can't say that." Mr. Weasley shook his head, "This is work, not business."

George curled his lips.

Of course he understood what Mr. Weasley meant, but knowing and accepting were two different things.

Of course, he didn't really do it for the pitiful overtime pay.

Hasn't the Ministry of Magic been claiming in the Daily Prophet that they have grasped the movements of the Death Eaters?

Where were the Aurors and Strikers when they attacked yesterday... They waited until half an hour later, when everything had settled, before rushing over.

If Kyle hadn't used the Phoenix to rescue them, no one could guarantee how many people would come back alive.

You can't see them when you really need them, but they are very active when working. How can it be so cheap?

George became angrier as he thought about it.

Although he also knew that yesterday's attack was completely unexpected, and it was normal that people from the Ministry of Magic couldn't get there...including people from the Order of the Phoenix and his father also didn't come.

But he just felt unhappy.

The same goes for Fred. He also has opinions about Amelia, the new minister.

No one can think of other ways, but you can't catch someone using it hard.

He remembered clearly that at five o'clock in the morning, he and George had just finished improving the summons coins and were getting ready to go to bed. It was also at that time that they heard the sound of the door opening.

　That's when Mr. Weasley came back.

As a result, it has only been three hours and you have to go to work again? This is too anxious.

However, Mr. Weasley didn't care very much. He rubbed his forehead, quickly finished his sandwich, took another sip of pumpkin juice, and stood up to go out.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Weasley..." Hermione also finished her breakfast quickly, "Can I go to the Ministry of Magic with you?"

“Are you going too?”

Mr. Weasley stopped and said, "Hermione, if there is nothing important, I think it would be best for you to stay here."

"It doesn't matter, Mr. Weasley." Hermione said, "I'm not Harry or Kyle, and the mysterious person may not even recognize me."

“That's true, but...”

"Don't worry, Mr. Weasley, if I encounter danger, I will disapparate and leave in advance."

Under Hermione's gaze, Mr. Weasley hesitated for a moment, then nodded and agreed to take her to the Ministry of Magic.

Hermione has always been a very independent witch. Mr. Weasley felt that even if he refused, she would go there by herself. That would be more dangerous. It would be safer if he was by his side.

"Okay," said Mr. Weasley, "but you must follow me until we are in a safe place and we will Apparate there."

“No problem.” Hermione nodded.

The two then left the house, along with Sirius and several other Weasley children.

Bill and Charlie have another task. They need to patrol the surroundings to ensure that no Death Eaters appear nearby.

Fred and George are going to Diagon Alley, they want to reopen the shop.

Mrs. Weasley didn't look very happy and kept a straight face.

In fact, since the Death Eaters attacked Diagon Alley, she had not quite agreed with Fred and George continuing to run their business.

Last time, they were lucky and were not in the store. The Death Eaters could only vent their anger by destroying the store.

But next time... what if they go to Diagon Alley again? I'm afraid it won't be the shop that gets destroyed, but the two of them.

So Mrs. Weasley never wanted them to open the shop again.

But the Weasley brothers were determined to do this and did not want to give up their shop no matter what. They even had a big quarrel during breakfast over this matter.

Needless to say, the Weasley brothers won the argument. They succeeded in making Mrs. Weasley relax by saying, "It's because Death Eaters have brought shadow to the wizarding world that they want to bring joy to everyone." He also retracted his fingers that wanted to twist their ears.

In fact, they did it.

The entire street of Diagon Alley is deserted and quiet, only their store is the busiest.

The colorful signboard and the Weasley statue can be seen from a long distance away, and the cheerful music in the store can be heard for half the street, making it seem out of place and extremely eye-catching.

Every person passing by the door will have the illusion that Voldemort has not yet appeared.

This excuse successfully convinced everyone.

After they all left, Mrs. Weasley sighed silently.

“I shouldn't have listened to them,” she muttered, turning and walking into the room.

At this time, she, Kyle, and a few children who have not yet graduated are the only ones left at home.

Ron and Harry initially wanted to go to the Ministry of Magic with Hermione, but as soon as they expressed this idea, they were ruthlessly rejected by Mrs. Weasley.

The reason is also very simple, they cannot apparate.

If she encounters danger, Hermione can escape at any time, but following the past is equivalent to bringing two oil bottles. Hermione will have to take care of them and delay her escape.

What Mrs. Weasley said was reasonable. Ron stammered for a long time and couldn't think of a reason to refute. In the end, he could only turn around and go upstairs in anger to express his dissatisfaction.

It's just that Mrs. Weasley doesn't care at all.

"Then, I'm going back to the room." Five minutes later, Kyle stood up from the chair and said.

"Oh, go ahead." Mrs. Weasley said with a smile, "There is nothing to do today. I will call you when lunch is ready."

“Thank you,” Kyle said.

He went back to his room along the stairs. As soon as he entered the door, a golden-red figure rushed towards him.

Kyle seemed to have known about it for a long time. He reached out and grabbed Fox's paw, and then disappeared into the room.

When he reappeared, he was already behind a wizard in the fireplace corridor of the Ministry of Magic. His feet gave way and he knocked the man out of the fireplace.

"Oh, Merlin's beard!" The other party was startled by the sudden movement and turned to look at Kyle, "Who are you and what is going on?"

"Of course I came to the Ministry of Magic through the Floo Network to do business." Kyle rubbed his head and said impatiently: "What are you doing? If you wait a little longer, the next person will be here."

Hearing Kyle's words, as well as his staggering steps and rubbing his head, the man quickly said: "Sorry, I may have been distracted."

“It's nothing, just be careful next time.” Kyle took out a sour explosive candy and stuffed it into his mouth. “It's best not to stay in the fireplace of the Ministry of Magic. There are a lot of people coming and going here.”

“Ah, I know.” said the other party.

"Kyle, I'm here." Hermione's voice came from not far away.

She has been waiting here since she followed Mr. Weasley, and ran over immediately when she saw Kyle.

“Let's talk as we walk.” Kyle led her towards the elevator.

“Why did you come out of the fireplace?” Hermione asked confused.

Kyle glanced back and lowered his voice: "This will not easily arouse people's suspicion."

“But it's a fireplace, just in case...”

"There is no such thing as an emergency." Kyle shook his head and said, "The fireplace in the Ministry of Magic is different from other places. It is usually extinguished. Only when a wizard comes over will the unique flame of the flight network be ignited. There is no need to worry at all."

"is that so?"

"certainly."

While talking, the two of them had already arrived at the elevator, where many people were already waiting.

"Oh, Kyle, I was still wondering when I could see you." An old wizard greeted the two of them: "I remember you have graduated."

"That's right." Kyle said, "I've been busy with other things before and didn't have time to come over to work." "I've heard it all." The old wizard said, "You and Scamander went to the Black Forest, which is A dangerous place."

"No matter how dangerous it is, it can't compare to Godric's Hollow yesterday." Another witch came over.

“You have such a good relationship with Auror Remus, you must have attended his wedding.”

“Of course,” Kyle said.

"I heard that seventy Death Eaters were there."

"There is such a thing, but I don't know the specific amount." Kyle said, "I was rescued at that time, and I don't know what happened next."

Kyle knew these people at the Ministry of Magic very well, and naturally knew what they wanted to ask, so he simply blocked the conversation in advance.

Sure enough, after hearing that Kyle didn't know what happened, the witch showed obvious disappointment on her face.

"Ah...Dumbledore saved you, I heard it all from Lupin."

Just at this time, the elevator came, and other people crowded in, while Kyle stayed outside to wait for the next one.

A few minutes later, they finally waited for an elevator with fewer people. With them were three wizards holding documents.

"Kyle, it's nice to see you." One of them said, "But you came at a bad time. There have been too many things in the ministry recently, and I haven't slept for almost two days."

As he spoke, he pointed at the dark circles on his face.

"No way, I also want to be lazy, but the new minister doesn't agree." Kyle shrugged.

"makes sense."

The elevator quickly reached the sixth floor, and the three wizards walked out together.

“I'll talk to you next time, Kyle.”

"Who is he?" Hermione asked as the door closed again.

"Watson, from the broomstick management and control bureau, we discussed how to modify the firebolt." Kyle said casually.

“You know so many people.”

"This is normal." Kyle said, "To put it bluntly, being an assistant to a minister is a job that involves dealing with other departments. The more times you do it, the more you will become familiar with it."

“Where are we going?”

“Third level.” Kyle said.

“Go to Mr. Weasley?”

"No, Mr. Weasley's office is on the second floor, we need to go to another department." Kyle thought for a moment, "How about your confusion spell."

"Alright, it's not bad." Hermione said, "The Confusion Curse is a seventh-grade subject, and I reviewed it in advance."

"That's no problem, but I think if it were you, you wouldn't be able to use this spell."

Soon, the elevator stopped.

“The third level, the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters, includes the Incident Reversal Team, the Memory Cancellation Command and the Muggle Issues Mediation Committee.”

Listening to the sound on the elevator, Hermione suddenly thought of something.

“Are you going to take me to the Muggle Conciliation Committee?”

“That's it.” Kyle walked out of the elevator, “Don't you always think they are ineffective? The most direct way is to experience it yourself.”

Kyle stepped out of the elevator. Hermione followed quickly.

This floor looks busier than the sixth floor. Everyone is walking in a hurry, and both sides of the corridor are filled with various documents and sundries.

Kyle took her all the way to the innermost part, passed through a heavy oak door, and entered a messy and noisy open area divided into many small compartments.

They walked to the door of a small cubicle on the far left, with a sign hanging crookedly on it: Muggle Mediation Committee.

Just at this moment, a middle-aged wizard ran out from inside.

“Wait a minute, Pelrod.” Kyle stopped him.

"Sorry, Kyle, I don't have time now." The wizard turned around and said: "Mrs. Akaba had a quarrel with her neighbor again about the garden. I must rush over before she uses magic. Her The Oblivion Charm is just terrible."

“Don't worry, I've brought you a helper.”

“Helper?”

Kyle nudged Hermione.

Hermione then reacted, "My name is Hermione, Hermione Granger."

Perrod gave a strange look, "Are you sure this girl wants to work here?"

Then he looked at Hermione again, "I must tell you in advance, the salary here is not high."

“It's not a job, it's a volunteer, and it doesn't require a salary.” Kyle said, “She wanted to experience life one month before school started, so I brought her here.”

“Are you sure?” Pelrod asked again, his voice even stranger.

“I'm sure of it!” said Hermione.

“Well, come with me.”

　　Perhaps because of Kyle's reputation, or because he was too busy, Perrod didn't say anything. He didn't even check Hermione's identity. He just agreed and took her towards the elevator.

Hermione looked back at Kyle.

"Go." Kyle waved his hand, "It's best to solve it once and for all. The old lady and her neighbor have had several conflicts. I'm optimistic about you."

Hermione just went to work in a daze without even entering the office door.

Waiting until the elevator door closed again, Kyle peeked into the office.

There is an older wizard inside, sorting out the parchment on the table.

He looked up at Kyle. "I heard everything. You found a new staff member for us?"

“Just a volunteer, I will leave after Hogwarts starts.” Kyle walked in and barely found a place to stand in the small office.

“And my ambition is not here, but on the second floor.”

“Legal Enforcement Department?”

"uh-huh."

“It's okay, as long as I can help.”

The old wizard continued to sort out the parchment while cursing and muttering, "Those Death Eaters can really cause trouble for people, and those idiots actually dug traps in the Muggle community, and some even made a swamp out of it. They thought they were Didn't the neighbors find anything?”

“There is no way, everyone is frightened.”

“But we have doubled the workload.” The old wizard said angrily: “By the way, what is the ability of the student you brought?”

“The result is the first in the grade.”

The old wizard then raised his head and glanced at Kyle, "It seems like she does have a chance to go to the second floor."

“Okay.” He stood up, took out a bag and threw it to Kyle.

"What's this."

"The reward for helping." The old wizard said, "The salary here is not high to begin with, and it is even less before joining the job. It is only twenty galleons a month, but it is better than nothing."

“Is there any reward?” Kyle was stunned for a moment.

“It didn't exist before, but yesterday Hogwarts donated a large amount of herbs to St. Mungo's, which saved the Ministry of Magic a lot of money.

“Bones wants to expand the size of the Ministry of Magic to deal with the increasing number of Death Eaters, and with so much work, someone must do it, and he can't do it without money.”

"Is that so?" Kyle frowned, "Isn't she worried about Death Eaters sneaking in?"

"So this is a risky move. I didn't expect her to be so courageous." The old wizard said, "By the way, every newcomer must register information. Don't forget to ask the girl to fill it in."

"where to?"

“Auror Office.”

(End of this chapter)

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