Chapter 700 Department of Management and Control of Fantastic Beasts

With the sound of Ding Ding Dang Dang and rattling, an elevator descended in front of them, the golden fence door slid open gently, and Allen and his party walked into the elevator together. The lift slowly ascended, the chain rattling. As the elevator opened layer by layer, a few wizards walked in, and they couldn't help but look at Alan a few more times, and then they were blocked by the wolf mother and the others calmly. Several paper airplanes whizzed into the lift and flew slowly around their heads, they were a light purple in color and had the Ministry of Magic stamped on the side of their wings.

"The fourth floor of the Department of Management and Control of Magical Beasts, including the Office of Beasts and Ghosts, the Goblin Liaison Office, and the Pest Advisory Office." As the cold female voice sounded, Allen and the others stepped out of the elevator, and a small group of notes flew out. , the elevator doors clanged shut again.

It was completely different from the empty corridor where the mysterious affairs were just now. This corridor was very lively. Apart from the whizzing paper airplanes, there were also the roaring sounds of various magical creatures and wizards yelling.

"Mr. Alan Harris, I'm so glad to meet you. Are you here to see the director?" Mr. Amos Diggory, who just came out of the bathroom, saw Alan and hurriedly adjusted his glasses and came over to greet him. He took out his handkerchief and dried his wet hands. His short curly brown hair was neatly combed under the peaked cap.

"Yes, I'm here to find her." Allen offered to shake hands with Mr. Amos Diggory.

"I'll take you in." Mr. Amos Diggory rubbed his hands awkwardly. The boy he could judge as an elder was already a hot figure.

"Our Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Beasts is the second largest department in the Ministry of Magic. We have the Office of Aliens, the Office of Beasts, and the Office of Ghosts." Following Amos' introduction, they passed an office. Goblins with dark faces, pointed beards, and particularly long hands and feet were coming in and out in decent suits, and some leprechauns were playing with gold coins and waiting in line at the door.

"That's the Goblin Liaison Office, a subordinate department of the Alien Office." Amos nodded his chin to that office, and fell silent again.

"The centaur liaison office?" A small office sign on the corner caught Alan's attention.

"Although there is a centaur liaison office, no centaurs have ever used it, and being sent to the centaur liaison office has become an inside joke in the Ministry of Magic, meaning that the person mentioned is about to be fired." Amos sneered, and then felt that he seemed too presumptuous, and the smile froze on his face.

"Senior Cedric has performed very well on the court recently. As a rookie seeker of the Montrose Magpies, he has just learned a lot of tricks that no one can use in a lifetime when he just came into contact with professional-strength formal training. He is a player with great potential. Quidditch player." Allen saw through Amos' mind, so he chose to praise Cedric to ease the other party's embarrassment.

When talking about his son, Amos got a little excited. Cedric could be said to be the pride of the Digory family. When he was in school, he had good conduct, and after graduation he became a professional Quidditch player, and soon won the main position and shined on the field.

Wherever he went, all Amos heard was praise for Cedric, and his son had become the best work in his life. He couldn't help but get excited when he heard Allen talk about Cedric, "I'm sorry, but Cedric is really good, he can catch the golden snitch in every game, and the coach and teammates trust him very much. Have you watched the highlights of Harris TV's recent Quidditch matches? Not counting the final capture of the Golden Snitch, there are six wonderful shots of Cedric in the flying close-up..."

Following Amos' compliments to his son, Allen and the others turned left and entered a narrow stone corridor, "As long as there is a game with Cedric, he must be the one who catches the Golden Snitch, and he is the winner." Guaranteed. My Cedric is definitely the best Seeker in the world.

"Amos has gotten a little carried away.

"Ha!" Penelope raised her red lips and snorted coldly, reminding Amos who he was boasting in front of.

Amos Digory was startled, and quickly looked up at Alan, only to find that the other party was still smiling gently. He let go of his anxiety a little bit, and admitted with some reluctance: "Of course, Cedric is nothing but Best Seeker outside of Mr Aaron Harris."

"Sorry, please, please, it's an urgent task." Four or five burly wizards in black uniforms ran up to them, holding wands, and some were holding a large folded net bag. They quickly walked towards the elevator. running in the direction.

"That's the Ghoul Ranger, there must be a mission. This Ranger is responsible for driving out the ghouls in the houses that have been handed over to Muggles." Amos introduced with a sigh of relief.

At this time, they had reached the innermost part of the corridor. After pushing open a door and walking in, with the sound of the door closing, all the hustle and bustle was shut behind the door. After walking for a short distance, they saw a The door, the door plate says "Director's Office".

Amos straightened his clothes and raised his hand to knock on the door. A condensed and serious female voice came from inside the door, "Please come in."

"Director, Mr. Alan Harris is visiting." Amos opened the door and said, and at the same time stepped aside, allowing Alan's figure to appear in front of Josephine Harris, and the umbrella team stopped consciously The door, without entering, made a guarding gesture.

Josephine was lowering her head to correct the documents, but she immediately stood up when she heard the words, walked around the large desk, walked out, and asked in surprise, "Alan, why are you here?"

"I took up my post in the Department of Mysteries today, so I came to see you." Allen walked in, and Penello took Luna into the sofa on the side of the room, letting the crazy girl nestle up, and Penello himself As if he was familiar with this office, he took the tea set and began to make black tea for others.

Seeing this, Josephine understood that Alan had something to discuss, so she said to Amos Diggory, "Thank you, Amos."

"Director, I don't want to disturb your conversation anymore. I still have things to attend to. Please allow me to leave first." Amos Diggory said goodbye with a wink. He knew that such an occasion should be avoided by him. After Josephine nodded, he smiled at Allen and turned away, while closing the door for them thoughtfully.

"Alan, why did you come to me today?" Josephine greeted Alan and sat at the desk.

"Aunt Josephine, I need your help with something. We want to change Helena's current state, at least let her touch something, so we need some experimental products, such as female ghosts or Peeves. Any kind of Poltergeist will do." Allen explained his reason for coming.

"You should make it up to her." Josephine Harris rested her hand on her chin, "It's hard to find mischievous people, you know, where they usually appear, there are a lot of teenagers living there, mischievous Ghosts will show up with the 'building', or decide to move in at some point - they're classed as 'non-existent' in the bio, female ghosts are not a problem, I'll check with the ghost office, they're in charge Deals with all things and issues related to spiritual magical beings. Anyway, ghosts don't consider themselves human, they used to object to classifying themselves as human, they think it has a prejudice that they are already 'tomorrow', so We separated them as a separate category and set up the Ghost Office. But be careful, the Banshee is a dark creature that is often seen in Ireland and Scotland. Although this creature looks like a woman, it is Hearing her screams is deadly—at least to ordinary wizards, so be careful not to let other people hear the screams when you experiment."

Josephine immediately agreed, this is under her jurisdiction, although it is a little troublesome to capture a female ghost alive, but it is not a big problem, the big deal is that she can personally participate in the capture operation, and then she looked at the people in the room. After setting the time on the Hemler grandfather clock, he asked his nephew, "Alan, there is a trial this afternoon. As a member of the Wizengamot, do you want to attend?"

"What is it?" Allen asked.

"Because the dementors rebelled, they joined Voldemort and stopped guarding Azkaban. The prisoners ran out. Some were captured by the Aurors, but some directly joined Voldemort's side. But the trial will be held this afternoon. Most of them were those who escaped from prison and surrendered themselves to the Ministry of Magic, including Barty Crouch, who escaped from Azkaban and then surrendered himself... three o'clock in the afternoon, courtroom three."

"Yes, Aunt Josephine, I'm going to show my face."