A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

The elevator descended quickly, and after a short period of darkness, Felix caught a glimpse of the light under his feet constantly magnifying.

The loud noises entered their ears, and they came to a huge underground building.

Felix studied the patterns and frescoes on the vaulted ceiling.

Maxwell noticed his gaze: "We've got a new style -- constellations, and some historical events, see that big sphere?" He pointed to the silver-white sphere above the dome, which was emitting a soft glow , which illuminated the whole hall as if it were daylight.

"There was none in the past, thanks to the incoming minister."

The elevator landed, and Felix stepped out of the 'birdcage'. He looked around and saw that the rotunda was divided into upper and lower floors. On the first floor where he was, there were several long desks juxtaposed in the center of the open space. Most of the seats were full, and people walked and walked in a hurry.

The second floor was supported by some corridors, and at the very edge was a passage with railings. He saw someone standing in front of the horizontal railing, looking down condescendingly.

"The buildings here are arranged horizontally?" Felix asked.

"What, oh, yes, similar to a spider web, we are standing in the center of the spider web." Maxwell said: "It's not the same as the British Ministry of Magic, I heard that you have opened up a dozen layers down?"

"As far as I know, it's the tenth floor," Felix said.

Next, Maxwell took Felix out of the foyer and down an open passage to a small office. There is a piece of paper on it - Temporary Registration Point No. 2.

"I'll bring you here, so I don't have to go to the front desk to ask the receptionist, there's always a long line..." Maxwell pushed the door open, "Good afternoon, Willie, I'm bringing a friend to register for the Muggle study. meeting."

A light-haired wizard raised his head, "Of course... there have been so many people here recently, and I don't even have time to spend time." He suddenly looked at Felix: "Do you like playing explosive cards?"

Maxwell interrupted him impatiently, "Willie, we're in a hurry, and we'll have to go to the hotel in a while. I get mad at the thought of that American woman."

"Ha! But you have to follow her orders, don't you?" The wizard named Willie handed over a form while registering Felix's wand, "Just fill it out, mainly name, country and visit. The purpose of these columns."

Maxwell's whiskers trembled. "I'm on the order of the Minister."

Felix quickly filled out the basic information, and turned a blind eye to the column on the form that he was good at magic. When he handed it to Willy, the wizard put it in the drawer without looking at it, turned his head and said to Maxwell, "But The minister asked you to listen to her, did that woman let you do the work of a waiter?"

Maxwell responded with a rude gesture.

As they walked out of the office, Maxwell explained: "This meeting was requested by the Magical Congress of the United States to the International Federation of Wizards and Wizards, and after the approval of all the members, we will undertake it."

"Why don't you go to America?"

"Who knows what they asked for?" Maxwell obviously didn't want to talk about it, Felix guessed that it might have something to do with the 'that woman' in his mouth.

The two came to a fireplace, "We'll take the Floo network, a temporary connection route. The Booth Reis Hotel, remember? You please first."

Felix grabbed a handful of Floo powder, and clearly shouted "Busrace Hotel" in the azure flames, and his figure disappeared.

Felix walked out of the fireplace. The interior of the hotel is mainly decorated with red and gold tones. The most conspicuous is the red carpet and golden stone pillars, which reminds Felix of Gryffindor House at Hogwarts.

He was slightly amused.

Soon Maxwell appeared from the fireplace, and he led Felix to a room and left in a hurry.

Felix pushed open the door, the furnishings inside were simple, he spent some time casting a protective spell, and then wandered around the hotel.

There are seven floors in the hotel. Felix walked to the first floor and chatted with the clerk at the front desk. He quickly judged that this was a Muggle hotel and the location was very remote.

"It's weird for your tour group. Tourists don't flock here until autumn to enjoy the flowers and the scenery. Now the surroundings are bare..."

"And once we got in, we weren't allowed to clean the room, and all kinds of weird requests."

Felix dealt with it a few words. He didn't know what the French Ministry of Magic was talking about, and he didn't want to say more.

There were two men standing at the door, one hand in his trouser pocket, looking very similar to Maxwell in temperament, he guessed that they were guards arranged by the Ministry of Magic.

Felix asked the waiter if there was a guest named "Keridi Boubaji", and the waiter checked the service list, "No, her room is 203, it's still vacant, and it was just cleaned in the morning. "

After politely thanking him, Felix began to walk up from the first floor to check for traces of black magic.

On the way, I met several wizards from different countries. They were also invited experts. Felix chatted with them a few words. Except for the language barrier, most of them were very friendly.

On the fourth floor, he found a huge auditorium with several hundred seats.

'It appears the meeting is taking place here. ’

The fifth and sixth floors were empty, but Felix walked over one by one until he heard some movement on the seventh floor.

‘Really bumped into me? Or is it actually the staff at the hotel? ’

Felix's figure gradually merged with the surrounding environment, the footsteps were inaudible, and he stopped at the door of room 705.

The sound inside was very small, but Felix saw two bright sources of magic power from a black and white perspective. He tapped the wall with his wand, and the point where the tip of the wand and the wall met became softer.

The conversation in the room clearly reached Felix's ears—

"Haven't got the list yet?" it was a woman's voice.

"No, his mouth is hard." A deep male voice sounded.

"You can't—" The woman's voice stopped suddenly, as if she had been cast on a tongue charm.

"You also realize the problem, we can't take tough measures, at least I refuse."

The woman cursed in a low voice.

After a long time, when Felix thought the conversation was over, the man said sullenly, "This is a complete disaster."

The sound of footsteps came, and Felix quickly left.

In the room, he was still thinking about the information he had obtained by chance.

It turned out that one of the attackers was caught last time. Judging from the dialogue between the two sides, the identity of the attacker was still very special, which made them have some scruples.

Is it a relative of an official?

Felix suddenly felt worthless for the Galleon he had spent - the information he got was not as good as what he overheard standing at the door.