Chapter 885 Auror Command

A sign hung crookedly on the nearest cubicle: AUROR COMMAND.

Aiwen didn't have a chance to take a good look at it the last time he came, and the door of this compartment was closed at that time.

They met Mad-Eye Moody at the door again, and they just chatted briefly.

Just leaving a gap now, he followed Harry and Ron to peek through the door.

Aurors plastered the walls of their cubicles with everything from faces of wanted wizards, to pictures of their families, to posters of their favorite Quidditch teams, and articles cut from the .

It is multifarious and all-encompassing.

A man in a purple robe with a ponytail longer than Bill's at the back of his head.

With his boots up on the table, he was dictating a report into his quill.

A little further on, a witch with one eye patched was talking to Kingsley through the partition of the cubicle.

"Is this the Auror Command?" Harry asked softly, looking as far as he could, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"Yeah, after the trial between you and Ivan is over, I can show you a few around the Ministry of Magic, but you can't go in and disturb other people's work." Mr. Weasley said, "But the Auror Command can't, The information inside is confidential..."

"Good morning, Weasley!" Seemingly hearing a few of them talking at the door, Kingsley came over and said carelessly, "I've been wanting to say something to you, can you give me a second?"

"Fine, if it's really a second," said Mr. Weasley. "You see, I'm busy right now."

They talked as if they were not very familiar with each other. Harry opened his mouth to say hello to Kingsley, but Mr. Weasley stepped on his foot, and Ivan also hurriedly stopped Ron to prevent others from knowing that they were with Kingsley. Kingsley knew it well.

A group of people followed Kingsley into the Auror headquarters, passed through a row of cubicles, and entered a large room at the end.

Harry, Ron and the others looked around excitedly. It was a rare thing to visit the Auror Command.

Ivan saw that the front fender was densely covered with newspaper clippings and old photos, most of which were photos of Keresis. Fudge and the Ministry of Magic seemed to push everything on the vampires, including their Strongly contending for the disappearance of hegemony.

After all, it was vampires who launched the attack at the Quidditch World Cup, and Cedric turned out to be one too.

He was unwilling to admit the fact that Voldemort had returned, and Keresis and his people became the best scapegoats.

Among them, Aiwen also saw a photo of Elaine, but it was many years ago. The pale little girl in the yellowed photo looked about eight or nine years old, with a cute little face full of flesh. Wearing a dark Muggle primary school uniform.

If she hadn't accidentally exposed two pointed canine teeth, it would be hard to imagine that this little girl would be a vampire.

The label below, she is a core member of the "Slytherin" vampire family, extremely dangerous.

I don't know where the Ministry of Magic found this photo, and the Aurors are not useless.

Ivan heard from Elaine that she did not enter a magic school, but studied in an ordinary Muggle school.

Compared with wizards, vampires seem to be more closely integrated with Muggles, perfectly integrated into the world of ordinary people.

The only place on the bezel not covered by old photographs and newspaper clippings was a map of the world, with little red pins shining like jewels, mainly the United States and northern Europe.

These two places are also the areas where vampires are strongest, especially the United States.

Different from Europe, there are much stronger dark forces like vampires, werewolves, and dark wizards.

This is mainly related to history. The concept of American wizards is also more tolerant, and the atmosphere is more open. There are not so many so-called pure-blood wizard families that have been passed down for thousands of years. The composition of the Magic Congress of the United States is also very complicated.

"Weasley, I need to find out as much as possible about the sightings of Muggle vehicles flying in the sky in the last twelve months. We have received information that those vampires seem to be planning to illegally modify Muggle vehicles to escape. Go abroad..." Kingsley said bluntly to Mr. Weasley, and at the same time winked at Ivan and the others, signaling them to visit casually.

Ivan looked around the room casually, and there were various small notes posted on the surrounding walls.

All sorts of information are recorded on it, from trivial things in Britain to things in other countries around the world.

Recently, the Ministry of Magic seems to be planning to send someone to the United States to search for Cedric's family, and then carefully ask him for information related to vampires.

In addition, there was the shock of Gringotts in Egypt, and the disturbance of the tribe of giants in Italy.

As the most powerful country in Europe, the British Ministry of Magic has its own intelligence network all over the world.

It even included the news of a major earthquake in the Osaka area of ​​Japan at the beginning of the year, because the magical reaction was also recorded.

"This is the intelligence room, you guys, be more casual, don't be so rigid." Kingsley said in a low voice, and then returned to his normal voice, "Don't delay too long, Weasley, the report on the shiny legs It was late, and our investigation was delayed for a month, which is a very important thing."

"If you have read my report, you will know that the word is flash arm, not flash leg." Mr. Weasley said coldly, "I'm afraid you will have to wait for the information you want, we are currently busy Gotta die."

He said again in a low voice, "You try to leave before seven o'clock. Mollie is making meatballs."

A few minutes later, he motioned to Ivan and the others, and led them out of the Auror headquarters.

They returned to the corridor, passed through the second oak door, entered another corridor, turned left into another corridor, and turned right into a dimly lit and dilapidated corridor.

Finally, you come to the end of the corridor and can't go any further.

A door to the left was slightly ajar, revealing a broom closet, and the door to the right had a faded brass sign: Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Division.

Mr. Weasley's office was dark and shabby, seemingly smaller than a broom closet.

It couldn't compare to Auror Command, nor could it compare to the spacious offices of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement we just passed by.

They are the largest department of the Ministry of Magic, and the place is much larger.

Not to mention the office of the Wizengamot Management Agency on the same floor, it is the most luxurious place in the entire Ministry of Magic after the Minister's Office.

"Dad's here is the smallest office in the Ministry of Magic," said Fred. "The Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Division is not taken seriously at all."

"Yeah, generally only people who are about to retire will be assigned here." George also whispered, "It's no secret that Fudge doesn't like Dad, and he even asked to stay here..."