Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

Although the British Ministry of Magic is hidden deep underground in London, its offices are not completely sorted from top to bottom.

The main hall is located on the eighth floor of the basement. All visitors and officials of the Ministry of Magic will pass by here when they enter and exit the Ministry of Magic. In a practical sense, this is the main entrance of the Ministry of Magic, or the real “first floor” of the administrative building of the Magic Government. Some people think so too.

And if it is divided by the location where the "main entrance" is opened, the Ministry of Magic is clearly divided into two areas, the "upper" and "lower" areas.

As if following some unwritten rule, each floor above the main hall is distributed in order of increasing importance:

The seventh floor underground is the Department of Magical Sports, the sixth floor is the Department of Magical Transportation, the fifth floor is the Department of International Magic Cooperation, and so on. The following are the Department of Magical Animal Management and Control, the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters, the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, and the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. The basement level is also the office of the top minister and deputy minister...Of course, there is also a magic logistics office that assists the ministers in deploying resources and handling daily chores.

Generally speaking, 90% of the daily activities of Ministry of Magic employees are here, and many people will not break through the eighth floor until they retire.

However, everyone knew what was under the main hall.

The top secret agency of the Ministry of Magic is located in the Department of Mystery Affairs on the ninth floor of the Ministry of Magic.

And no one wants to go, and there is no elevator directly to the bottom floor, the courtroom and temporary cell of the Ministry of Magic.

As the only "academic research and development" department of the Ministry of Magic, the Department of Mysteries is responsible for various secret researches. Most of the contents of this department are highly classified. Even if an in-service member of the Ministry of Magic breaks into this area for no reason, they may be sentenced or even imprisoned in Azkaban.

The Department of Mysteries studies many mysteries in the world, such as love, space, thought, time, death, and so on.

The wizards who work in the Department of Mysteries are called the Silent, because their work is highly confidential. Only a few wizards in the Ministry can know what is in this department. However, since someone knows the job content, there is no such thing. 100% confidentiality, after all, compared to the regulations governing the entry and exit of personnel in the capital of succubus and the academy city, the so-called top-level confidential work of the Ministry of Magic is too immature and amateurish.

After receiving the clearance order from Kurt Maier, the "Death Eaters" returned to the temporarily repaired elevator.

The leading wizard raised his magic wand and knocked on the ninth button. The fence door slammed shut, the elevator began to descend, and the chain made a rattling noise. It sounded like a gear that was in disrepair. People are a little worried whether it will suddenly get stuck in mid-air.

"To be honest, can't you fix it better when you are repairing it?"

Albert Downey shook his head and said that he was originally a member of the resident guard of the Succubus City.

However, due to some old guy's talk, he was transferred from the guard regiment to the field department of the black organization. As the top three potential newcomers of the Tianming Group last year, he was quickly promoted to the deputy head of the third group of operations, responsible for one. A standard tactical team of fifteen people.

According to the mission instructions issued by the "eldest lady", their mission tonight is to "clean up" the Department of Mystery Affairs.

"Don't complain about it, this stuff is like that. This is the Ministry of Magic. How advanced do you expect to be?"

Beside him, a tall and thin young wizard shrugged, "Besides, the Magic Maintenance Department has to leave something for himself, right? But I guess there will be a lot of replacements after tonight, after all, we Before leaving, I still have to make something that is not easy to forget."

Albert glanced at the young wizard next to him, raised his eyebrows, and said nothing.

To be honest, he really doesn’t understand, as a member of the Magic Maintenance Division of the Ministry of Magic, how the guy next to him is so interested in destroying and destroying the internal facilities of the Ministry... But think about it carefully, from the island of Succubus The maintenance personnel seem to be similar. If there are any problems with the facilities, the Succubus Island is more inclined to demolish and rebuild instead of repairing on the original foundation.

As the two talked, the elevator stopped.

"God-Secret, Affairs-Secretary." said a noisy and harsh female voice, which sounded like a broken tape.

Obviously, the Destiny Group 4 in charge of the temporary site did not make every effort to repair the elevators. After all, these elevators will eventually be attacked by all wizards for a few rounds. According to the description of the mission objective, at least it must not be able to be easily restored with "Restore as before." status.

The fence door slid open slightly, and the torch fixed on the wall was swayed from side to side by the air current stirred up by the elevator.

They came to the outer corridor, where several wizards were studying a black door.

"Well, is there still no way to crack the curse above?"

"No, we have tried physical cutting and magic termination, but it seems to be connected to all the rooms behind, and there is no way to simply split and open it. But the content displayed by the data is still useful, as long as we keep it open, behind The room won’t turn."

One of the wizards raised his head and pointed to the black door that seemed to be between stone and wood, somewhat helpless.

"We guess that it is not a gate made entirely of real matter, but a mixture of magical forces in the back room."

"Well, I understand, then record more experimental data, let it stay here first..."

Albert Downey nodded, if they had enough time, they might be able to move the entire Ministry of Magic away.

But time is limited, they have to make a choice, similar to the magical buildings such as the gate and hall of the Department of Mystery, which cannot be taken away for a while, record experimental data and various parameters, and return to the Tianming Group for professional research. It is also their trip. One of the task indicators.

"Hurry up, we are going to start the'cleaning'. The movement inside may be a bit loud later, don't worry."

Albert shook the shorthand notebook in his hand, walked towards the door, strode across the threshold and into the darkness.

Just like the "intelligence" description they had received earlier, the structure of this floor of the Department of Mysteries is different from the other floors.

After crossing the "black door", they appeared in a large circular room.

Everything in it is black, including the walls, the floor and the ceiling. The walls are dotted with some branch-shaped candles. The flames are blue. The swaying cold light is reflected on the bright marble floor, making people feel that they are not underfoot. The slate, but the dark water surface condensed into ice.

There were exactly the same black doors inlaid on the surrounding walls. When they first came in, they all had no marks or handles.

However, like the wizards at the door, there are now several wizards in black who are serving as hub guards.

"The containment work in the Brain Hall is almost over. Do you see any other instructions?"

"The door of the Hall of Love still can't be opened. We tried the left and right spells, and we couldn't leave a trace on it."

"We tried to capture the stars in the planetary hall, but they seem to be unable to bring them out..."

"There is good news from the Hall of Death. Although magic can't produce effects on that curtain, we can cut the stone platform. In a quarter of an hour, we can pack and remove the whole thing. The only problem is it. It doesn’t seem to fit in the space bag."

As Albert walked into the rotunda of the Department of Mysteries, the wizards reported their latest developments to him in turn.

"Well, after the stone table of the Hall of Death is cut, is there a way to transport it into the elevator?"

"Slightly reluctant, mainly because it is easy to accidentally fall into the curtain during transportation"

"Inform Ike that they will temporarily remodel the elevators, open up the two elevators, and then transport them to the top minister's office at the same time. It will be easier and safer to move out with magic from there. Let's do it! The containment of the Brain Hall is over. If it’s gone, the “porter” will first gather in the main hall and prepare to evacuate. Two people will go to the Hall of Death to help cutting. The rest will go to the Time Hall with me. We’re going to start cleaning..."

Albert Downey gave orders methodically and glanced at the black gates marked with various magic words.

The Department of Mysteries constrains many magical forces that were born in nature, and keeps and records most of the research data of the British Ministry of Magic, but all of them belong to the Tianming Group. Compared with the systematic and standardized foundations and the Tianming Group, here The research is too primitive.

While talking, he pushed open the black door marked with the magic text "time + prophecy".

In the next moment, a beautiful, diamond-like flashing light flashed before Albert's eyes.

A few seconds later, after his eyes adjusted to the dazzling light, various clocks appeared before his eyes.

They vary in size, ranging from grandfather clocks to travel clocks, either hanging between bookshelves or standing on a table as long as the entire room.

The clock face was shining brightly, and there was a continuous busy ticking sound all around, like the tidy footsteps of thousands of tiny lines marching. And the bright jumping light like a diamond came from a towering bell-shaped crystal glass cover at the end of the room. It's like there are thousands of tiny feet walking. And the beating, diamond-like light was a tall bell-shaped crystal cover at the end of the room.

In the shining airflow inside the bell-shaped crystal cover, there is a small, jewel-like bright egg floating.

It floated and cracked in the hood, and a hummingbird appeared and was lifted to the top of the hood. But after encountering the airflow, its feathers became dirty and wet; when it was returned to the bottom of the cover, it was wrapped in the eggshell... everything was repeated endlessly inside.

Behind the bell-shaped crystal cover is a tall closet. The wall where the closet is located is covered with all kinds of hourglasses.

"Time"

Albert Downey sighed in awe.

He condensed his thoughts and looked around at the wizard who was recording and counting various structural parameters of the Time Hall.

"Start packing the boxes and take away all the items that are inaccurate. Remember to take care of the time converter and take care of them. Be careful not to deflect them. If you get involved in the turbulence of time, it may depend on each of you. Lucky. Let's get started."

Under the order of Albert Downey, the wizards who had temporarily turned into investigators breathed a sigh of relief and raised their wands one after another.

They prefer this kind of simple and rude sweeping mission to recording and counting the internal research parameters of the Ministry of Magic.

"Well, the attackers come to me to gather"

Albert Downey continued, walking non-stop to the end of the time hall and pushing open the only door.

This is a huge, icy room, as high as a church, and it is lined with towering shelves and filled with small gray glass balls. A small yellow label is attached to the shelf under each glass ball. The candlesticks arranged along the shelf were shining with faint blue fire. Like the outermost hall, some small **** emitted mysterious flowing light, while others were fuzzy and dark, like extinguished light bulbs.

In the dim passage between those shelves, five or six wizards were holding their magic wands, carefully identifying the text on each label.

"What did that gentleman say? These prophetic crystal **** still cannot be taken down unless they are destroyed on the spot"

Not far away, a sturdy wizard who looked like a bear turned his head and asked, "The target is in row 97. I've seen it carefully. If someone is holding it for protection, even if the shelf falls completely down. The problem with crushing the crystal ball is what to do with the other ones?"

"The gentleman said that if you can't take them away, then give priority to those few targets, and leave them at will."

Albert Downey shrugged, and said helplessly, the record board in his hand floated towards the magnificent wizard like weightless.

"Group leader, so look at us now"

boom!

The strong wizard glanced at the shelf next to him and pushed forward calmly.

Like a domino, the wooden frames fell one by one toward the rear, knocking down several frames one after another, white mist emerged from the broken crystal ball, and countless white fuzzy figures floated out, saying something in mid-air. , But no one can hear it because it is too noisy.

"Of course it's all destroyed. What's worth moving about the divine prophecy?"

The strong wizard grinned, revealed a meaningful smile, and moved his sore neck.

"We have recorded the crystal **** to be marked, smash them individually to remember the content, and destroy all the rest~www.wuxiaspot.com~ so that the group mission is over in advance, and we can go to the main hall to execute the group. Mission. Have you all learned those magics?"

…………

At the same time, deep in the forests of Armenia.

"Wait, what did you say?"

Cornelius Fudge took a deep breath and tried to suppress the beating heart.

And around him, other senior officials of the Ministry of Magic also looked like the end of the world.

"The Ministry of Magic, most of the Ministry of Magic have all been attacked..."

"We have completely lost contact with the Ministry of Magic, and the Floo network is completely paralyzed..."

"From the information we have so far, it should be your British Dark Lord. He has come back..."

"The werewolf... is a trap."

Great!