Chapter 468 466 British Ministry of Magic
Chapter 468 466. British Ministry of Magic
Breakfast was delivered to the door of John's room at the time he set for Burke.
The food was prepared in full accordance with his requirements, allowing John to experience the absolute privilege of pure blood in this magical society.
After filling his stomach, he glanced at the time on the watch. It would take some time before the Ministry of Magic started working.
So he finally checked all his clothes and employment consent forms, and found a wand about 9 inches long from the black briefcase on the bedside.
According to the information that John had memorized in his mind, he could easily recognize that this was the original wand of Spike Ollivander, with an applewood wand body and a dragon heartstring wand core.
He put away his wand and carried the applewood wand with him. After confirming that the time was almost up, he walked out of the room.
At this time, some wizards were already sitting in the bar downstairs. They were all enjoying breakfast and listening to the whispers. The most talked about thing was the public trial held on the wizard's horizon and Dumbledore's declaration of war on the British Ministry of Magic.
Jon didn't listen carefully to what they were talking about, but swaggered with his briefcase and said to Burke who was busy at the bar.
"Go to Diagon Alley to ask my uncle for the expenses these days."
The wizards who met Jon consciously avoided him. Spike had lived in the Leaky Cauldron for a while, and people who often came here knew his background.
Even among the pure-blood families, the Ollivander family is already the most famous among many scums in the world, but pure blood is pure blood after all. No matter how good the reputation is, no one wants to provoke half-bloods.
Burke bowed his head and sent Jon out of his bar. After seeing his back really leave, the old wizard who used to be Voldemort's boss breathed a sigh of relief.
After leaving the Leaky Cauldron, Jon found the public toilet in London according to the information in the file.
Compared with other public toilets, this place is extremely busy, but there is a strange power protecting the building, so that those Muggles who are not eager to use it subconsciously find various reasons to avoid it, and then look for other toilets.
But there are always some people in strange clothes who keep walking in, but rarely see them walk out again.
Jon doesn't understand why the Ministry of Magic chooses a public toilet as the entrance for employees to go to work, and can only attribute this to the bad taste of a certain Minister of Magic.
From the information, he learned that normal employees rarely enter the Ministry of Magic from this entrance to work. Most of them use Apparition to teleport directly to their jobs.
That's right, in most cases, there are no anti-Apparition restrictions in the British Ministry of Magic, but as happened yesterday, the entire Ministry of Magic has of course fully activated anti-Apparition magic today. Except for those senior officials, such as the directors and directors of various departments, who have a special floo network to arrive directly, everyone else needs to go through the regular passage in this public toilet to return to the Ministry of Magic to work.
This happened to help Jon.
He has never been to the British Ministry of Magic, and of course he can't use Apparition to teleport directly there. If it were normal times, he would not need Apparition, and he, a young master from a pure-blood family, would actually have to go through the regular passage of the public toilet, which would definitely attract other people's attention.
And the situation like today made it reasonable for him to go through the regular passage.
There are many people in the public toilet, and the employees of the entire Ministry of Magic have to line up to go to work. There is a long line outside each toilet cubicle.
After seeing Jon walk in with a briefcase, especially seeing the Ollivanders' family crest embroidered on his robe, the team closest to him immediately reacted.
The employees who were queuing behind him took a step back and lowered their heads facing Jon, obviously making room for him.
Jon behaved very naturally. He looked up and didn't even look at these mixed-race employees. As if everything was supposed to be like this, he pushed the door and walked into the cubicle.
After closing the door, he didn't stop and pressed the flush button on the toilet. The next moment, the water in the toilet was flushed down, and Jon's whole body twisted instantly, disappearing on the spot along with the water that was pumped away.
The next second, his feet landed on another solid ground.
People continued to appear around, all dressed neatly, and either carried a briefcase like Jon, or held a heavy stack of documents.
Jon saw clearly that he was in a huge place similar to a hallway. He adjusted his tie and walked towards the Ministry of Magic.
Anyone who noticed the badge on his chest would lower their heads and make way for him, letting him go first.
Of course, there were some wizards who were like him, not paying attention to anyone around them, but just holding their heads high and walking towards the Ministry of Magic. They also had family crests of different families in front of them.
This was the biggest difference between the Ministry of Magic and the previous Hogwarts Castle.
In the castle, students of different bloodlines were divided into different colleges. Even if they had some interactions, it was rare. Therefore, even if there was a clear difference in status, the mixed-blood students could not feel it intuitively. They were just constantly reminded that they were second-class citizens in their daily education.
But when they left the protection of the school and came to the workplace, this difference in status was extremely obvious.
Pure bloods have an absolute status advantage over any other bloodline, especially in the Ministry of Magic, the largest workplace in the entire magic world.
Jon did not have time to sigh so much. He was not here for social practice this time, but for more important things.
After arriving at the front hall of the Ministry of Magic, he saw the stone statue of "Magic is Power" that was erected when Voldemort completely controlled the Ministry of Magic.
In front of the lobby, there were Aurors guarding there. They were checking the wands of every employee entering the Ministry of Magic and verifying their identity.
But the privilege of pure blood was clearly demonstrated here. Those wizards with family crests on their chests could directly bypass the inspection and enter the Ministry of Magic without restrictions.
The Aurors would not stop them, and others took it for granted.
Like other pure bloods, Jon walked into the Ministry of Magic with a briefcase in his hand.
If any restrictions were imposed on pure bloods, it could only be ordered by Voldemort himself. If he really ordered it, it would not only be the Aurors who would be here to check, but also the Death Eaters.
The half-blood Aurors with impure blood were certainly not qualified to conduct such rude identification of pure bloods.
Jon once again personally experienced the convenience of pure blood privileges, which was completely different from when he disguised himself as a Muggle to sneak into Hogwarts Castle.
After entering the main hall, he walked directly into the elevator.
Because the half-bloods were still being held outside and being examined one by one, the ones entering the elevator at this time were basically pure-blood wizards with badges on their chests.
".Did you come here because you heard the news?"
"Everyone was talking about this matter at the last gathering, and the Department of Mysteries was the focus."
"Does that mean that the people who can come in this time are all our own people?"
"At the top level, we don't know Slughorn's attitude for the time being. Among the new employees, Ollivander is the one we want to win over. There are very few people from his family working in the Ministry of Magic, and they probably don't know about this yet."
"Wait, he's here."
After Jon entered the elevator, the people inside stopped talking.
The entire Ministry of Magic is very large, and there are many employees inside. Among them, there are also many pure-blood young masters who are used to being second-rate at home and want to come to the Ministry of Magic to experience life.
In addition, the identity that Jon is currently pretending to be - Spike Ollivander is a student who graduated from Hogwarts Castle two years ago. After graduation, he had been partying at home for more than a year before joining the Ministry of Magic. He has only worked in the Ministry of Magic for less than a year, so his interpersonal relationships are not that complicated.
Jon only needs to remember the faces and names of the few people he can talk to, and the people standing in the elevator now are obviously just nodding acquaintances at most.
He was the last one to enter the elevator. There were six or seven people standing in it, but the atmosphere was very silent, and the only floor button pressed was the ninth floor.
That is the location of the Department of Mysteries in the Ministry of Magic, and it is also Jon's destination.
This means that the final destination of everyone in this elevator is the Department of Mysteries, and they are likely to be Jon's future colleagues.
In this regard, Jon did not look at it more, he just noticed the badges embroidered on the chests of the two people standing in front of him with the corner of his eye.
They are from two new pure-blood families, and they are not members of the old-fashioned sacred twenty-eight families.
The main hall was on the eighth floor. The elevator only descended for a few seconds before they reached the Department of Mysteries on the ninth floor.
After the elevator door opened, Jon was surrounded by people and filed out.
After leaving the elevator fence, they saw a simple corridor in front of them. There were no other things on the walls except a few candlesticks, not even a portrait or a tapestry.
The purebloods walked silently along the corridor together. Soon they came to the end of the corridor and the only door here.
The black door was very simple, without any pattern on it, and even a handle could not be seen.
The pureblood witch who walked in front put her hand on the black door and then pushed it open.
Behind the door was also a pure black space, but the whole place was in a circular state. Jon and other purebloods walked in together. After entering, they found that even the ceiling and floor were black.
And around them, including the door they came in, there were a total of twelve identical black doors without even door handles.
When they walked into the house, the door they entered closed by itself, and then the circular room began to rotate. The twelve doors seemed to be moved by someone, from fast to slow, and finally slowly stopped.
But at this time, Jon and the others could no longer tell which door they came from.
Fortunately, there was someone waiting for them in this house.
In the center of the black room, a middle-aged witch wearing glasses was sitting at a table. Her exquisite scarlet robe was also embroidered with a badge. Jon could recognize that it was the family emblem of the Parkinson family, one of the twenty-eight sacred families.
"I knew you would definitely choose to come on the last day. Fortunately, I didn't wait here for the previous few days."
The Parkinson witch complained and took out a form.
"Hurry up, don't delay my time. Check your name and tick the sign-in sheet. That's all you need to do. Just wait in the lounge. When everyone arrives at noon today, you can wait for each hall to pick up people."
Some of them were obviously familiar with this witch.
"Mrs. Parkinson, do we have room to choose our jobs after joining the company?"
"Do you think this is your backyard? Our superiors spent so much money to complete the blood transfusion of the entire Department of Mysteries, and you still have room to choose!"
This was obviously not a rebuke, but more like a joke.
It was also because of this that after she finished speaking, laughter rang out around her.
Jon also laughed, but in fact he was watching the scene coldly.
After getting the information about the various strange movements of the Ministry of Magic in the Department of Mysteries recently, and then just now when he entered the elevator and heard a few of them talking, and finally now these pure-bloods have spoken without scruples, Jon can clearly feel that these people have become a faction of their own.
In the upper power structure of the magic world, which was originally controlled by pure-bloods, they have split into their own circles.
And just as Jon was observing, he was facing a black door that was suddenly opened from the inside.
An old man with a fat figure, a walrus-like beard and a smile on his face came out.
"Ha, this is great, the newcomer has arrived Elena."
Hearing his voice, the witch called Mrs. Parkinson immediately smiled like a chrysanthemum.
"Yes, just like I talked to you before, Horace, they are all very lazy. Those who can report on the last day are all diligent people."
"I am short of manpower now. You know, there are too many materials left by the former deputy director. They have signed them, right? Then let me pick someone first, so that my old arms and legs can have a rest. Well, let's pick him, the young man from Ollivander's family."