Chapter 1117 Passing By

Kingsley is undoubtedly an "excellent" wizard, and although Martin is on Haier's side, his own magical talent is also beyond doubt.

In fact, even the fact that the camps chosen by the two parties are different, it cannot be said who is right and who is wrong.

After all, even Maca himself didn't know what the final outcome of his confrontation with Haierbo would be.

Of course, in terms of Martin's series of strategies and actions, Kingsley may be stronger in terms of resourcefulness alone.

But no matter what, the duel between Kingsley and Martin is still in progress, and it is obviously unknown who among these two "excellent" contemporary wizards will win the final victory.

It's a pity that no one will be able to see their suspenseful confrontation with their own eyes.

...

While Kingsley was fighting back and forth with Martin in the abandoned house on Knockturn Alley, Pansy, who knew nothing about it, could only sit on the sofa in his office and drink tea While waiting for his return.

Time is passing by little by little.

For Pencey, who is on Polyjuice Potion, every minute counts. But since Maca said that she must come to see Kingsley first, then she can only wait and see.

Picking up the cup and taking a sip of the black tea, Pan Xi stared blankly at the furnishings in the office, sometimes staring blankly for a while.

There was no way, the group of Aurors outside, regardless of gender, were basically busy, so naturally they didn't have much time to entertain her. Like the one-eyed female Auror just now, if she could make a pot of tea and send it over, it would be considered quite dedicated.

After a while, Pan Xi came back from his daze.

She looked at the wall clock on the wall, looked at the tea that was gradually losing steam, and finally touched the remaining potion bottles in her pocket.

After thinking about it, she felt that she couldn't wait any longer.

"McLean is not a prophet, and it is impossible to count accidents—although he asked me to meet Kingsley Shacklebolt, which will definitely bring a lot of help to her "stealing operations", but Everything needs to be adaptable.”

After drinking the remaining half cup of black tea that was already cold in the cup, she finally couldn't bear the continuous reduction of the duration of the compound soup, so she stood up suddenly and walked outside.

"Feel sorry,

Excuse me... Where is the bathroom, please? "

"Ok?"

The female Auror from before was dictating a report to an automatic writing quill. Hearing Pansy's voice suddenly sounded behind her, she couldn't help but pause for a while, then waved her hand and brushed the quill aside.

"The bathroom?" Seeing that she seemed a little confused, "Isn't there a bathroom in Kingsley's office? And it's an independent personal bathroom——"

"Oh, I'm sorry," Pansy said immediately, "Maybe you can understand... just because it's a personal bathroom, I always find it inconvenient."

"Well... also, it seems a bit inappropriate for a young lady to use one that only men have used..." The other party smiled, but then shrugged, "Although I think it's actually nothing. "

After expressing her personal feelings carelessly, she pointed to the corridor outside the door.

"Turn right when you go out and walk until the end, there is the shared bathroom of our Auror office—don't worry, there are separate toilets for men and women!"

Amid the jokes of the one-eyed female Auror, Pansy pursed her lips and hurriedly left the Auror's office.

Although she did drink two cups of tea just now, the visit to the bathroom was obviously just an excuse. After walking along the right-hand side of the corridor for a short while, she immediately turned back and walked carefully past the door of the Auror's office again without disturbing anyone.

Not long after, I waited for a while at the elevator door when I came, and then took the elevator and went straight to the lower floor.

"Floor 3, Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters; this floor contains the amnestic write-off headquarters, Muggle mediation..."

Accompanied by the clacking sound of the elevator gate opening, the gentle female voice on the newspaper floor began to read about the department office area on that floor. At the same time, some people went out and some people came in. Generally speaking, there were a few more people in the elevator.

"Oh, this beautiful lady—I see that the guest badge you are wearing must be a wizard from abroad?"

Pansy didn't expect that a young wizard would suddenly start talking to her the moment the elevator restarted.

"Ah... well, yes."

Pansy nodded, more or less a greeting.

"I'm from America."

While recalling the real American wizards she had met at certain dinner parties, she tried to imitate the accents of those people in her memory as much as possible, but it turned into a weird emphasis that no one had ever heard .

Amidst the curious expression on the other side's face, Pan Xi couldn't help thinking to himself, he must remember to take off the badge on his chest in a while!

"Oh! You have a good British accent, it sounds like a Liverpool tune..."

Hearing the blunt praise from the other party, Pansy really wanted to sew his mouth shut with a needle and thread—is there such a compliment? You know, even the vast majority of British people in Liverpool can't understand English at all!

But, as the elevator descended and stopped, stopped and descended, the uninterested young wizard kept babbling beside her so much that Pansy could barely respond.

When the elevator stopped again at the third floor where the Department of International Magical Cooperation was located, she was forced to choose to walk out here.

No way, because that guy has been looking for topics endlessly, almost everyone there already thinks that she is going to get off the elevator on this floor.

However, she didn't know that if she was willing to find an excuse to endure, maybe she wouldn't have to pass by Kingsley who happened to come back from Knockturn Alley.

Soon, when Pansy took off the badge and took the next elevator to continue down, the elevator she just took had already reached the bottom floor. While waiting for the elevator to return to the atrium again, Kingsley, with a slightly dignified expression, took the elevator and went straight to the Auror's office.

Perhaps no one noticed that his left hand hidden in the sleeve was trembling slightly, and a drop of blood slid down the middle finger to the ground.

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Not long after, the elevator Pansy was on went all the way down. When she came to the atrium floor, she kept her superficial calm as much as possible, and her feet stood in place without moving.

Because she was going to the Department of Mysteries next, and the number of people who went to that floor was often pitifully small.

To be honest, this step is obviously the most difficult to get past.

But fortunately, although the wizards and wizards who were waiting in line outside the door stared at her several times with some doubts after everyone in the elevator was empty, no one specifically asked her why she was going to the Department of Mysteries.

Seeing that the elevator doors closed automatically again with a "crash", Pansy followed the elevator down until the wizards completely disappeared from her sight.

In fact, Pansy, who had heard about the Department of Mysteries from his father, was very curious about this special department of the Ministry of Magic that required a non-disclosure agreement to work in it.

But now, she just wants to pass by.

Compared with the Department of Mysteries, which has many rumors in the outside world, she is more concerned about whether she can successfully bring Iluli out of the Ministry of Magic without Kingsley's help.

oh of course! If possible, it would be best to take that sleazy witch named Muriel away with her, so that Martin really owes her a favor...

When Pan Xi got out of the elevator, all he saw was a piece of shiny black bricks as black as ink. These bricks have been reinforced by magic, and it is almost difficult for ordinary magic spells to cause significant damage to them.

And if you want to go to the dungeon where Iluli and Muriel are most likely to be detained, you must go along this corridor to the stone stairs on the other side.

She only hoped that it would be best not to run into anyone along the way, even if she had already activated the invisibility cloak.

Step lightly, hold your breath... In such a quiet corridor, any sound will be amplified infinitely, so that wizards in any position in this corridor can hear it.

In fact, the corridor outside the circular room of the Department of Mysteries was not that long, and it would not even take two minutes to walk to the end if one could trot.

But Pansy just felt as if he had walked here for more than half an hour!

Fortunately, until the end, she did not meet any "The Silent Man" who worked in the Department of Mysteries.

After Pansy went down to the last floor of the Ministry of Magic, a dead silence that was even more eerie than the silence in the corridor of the Department of Mysteries above filled her senses, which made her even miss the responsible person in the elevator. The gentle female voice of the newspaper.

It can be seen that the floor and walls of the dungeon are still made of rock that has been used since ancient times, and traces of excavation can almost be seen in some places. The ancient magic used to keep it clean makes this place spotless, but it has no effect on the spider webs made by those spiders.

Right in front of the stairs, a long straight corridor continued to extend into the distance. In the light of the torches, there was a cell door at intervals on the left side of the corridor.

As for the right side of this corridor, most of them are courtrooms that have been abandoned for a long time. Modern times are no different from wartime pasts. There are not so many criminals who need to be tried at the same time. Even most of the prison cells have been abandoned for a long time, so these courtrooms are naturally not used anymore. said.

And at this moment, Pan Xi suddenly heard a faint movement from nowhere, which made her stutter.

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