Since the Ministry of Magic announced to the wizarding world that Sirius Black had been successfully captured and brought to justice, in order to find out more details about the capture process and how the heinous Sirius escaped from Azkaban, people from all over Europe and even Reporters from America swarmed in and blocked the reception hall of the Ministry of Magic, trying to interview every British Ministry of Magic employee who came and went.
But this matter is top secret in the Ministry. Except for a few Aurors who guard Sirius and the directors of the departments involved, the rest of the Ministry of Magic employees don't know anything about the inside story.
Even Mr. Weasley, who has friends in various departments, couldn't figure out why the overstaffed British Ministry of Magic suddenly appeared so lean.
And yesterday, after the wizards attending the Wizengamot, Mr. Barty Crouch, Director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, released the shocking news with a dark face, the already overcrowded Ministry of Magic suddenly exploded. Reporters from major newspapers with great reputations in Europe and the United States gave up all the news in their hands and rushed to London.
Since they could no longer squeeze into the Ministry, these reporters blocked the street at the entrance to the British Ministry of Magic. This huge movement even attracted the attention of Muggles. Reporters from many Muggle newspapers also rushed over, trying to Find out why so many foreigners in strange clothes are crowded in a little-known small street.
Norus Deman used his stern eyes to push back the crowd who wanted to inquire about the stupid and ridiculous Sirius Black, and who was originally awarded the Order of Merlin, First Class by the International Federation of Wizards, but after Barty Crow Three hours after Qi announced the news, the reporters of Peter Pettigrew who had "resurrected from the dead" lost that honor.
"Ah, it's Norus, thank you -"
The green fire in the fireplace flashed, and the sweaty Mr. Weasley staggered suddenly. He almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Norrus used his tall body to support him.
"Hello, Arthur."
Norus nodded coldly,
"It seems that the Abuse of Magic Office has been very busy these two days?"
"maybe--"
Mr. Weasley no longer had the energy to complain about how much trouble the swarming foreign reporters had caused, so he just smiled weakly.
"Those foreigners who have just arrived are not very adaptable to our rules. By the way, do you want to go out to do errands?"
"No -" Norus said in a tone without any emotion, "I'm off work."
Immediately, he lowered his head and stepped into the fireplace, his body disappearing in the roaring flames.
get off work? !
Glancing at his watch, it read 10:30 in the morning. Mr. Weasley burst into tears.
Why didn't I try to apply to work in the Department of Mysteries back then?
Diagon Alley.
Norus Deman came out of the public fireplace. After shaking off the dust on his body, he glanced around vigilantly to make sure that no one was watching his back. He identified the direction and walked quickly towards the building. The majestic white buildings can be seen everywhere in the corner alley.
Norus's goal was not Gringotts, but a remote alley not far to the west of Gringotts. Although it was inconspicuous, it was still famous.
After ducking into Knockturn Alley, the sky above his head suddenly became gloomy, and the air was filled with a vague sense of depression. However, Norus was like a dog that had been exposed to the sun for several hours and finally returned. A fish in the sea relaxes like a fish.
After making sure that no one was watching, Norus turned his wrist and a black traveling cloak was placed on his forearm.
The moment he put on the cloak and mask, Norus breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and the cold face hidden in the mask also became happy. For Norus Deman, who has received the inheritance of the secret witch since childhood, There is nothing comfortable about the living environment created by a modern wizard. On the contrary, it is the dirty and dangerous underground world that makes him feel happy physically and mentally.
If it weren't for the fact that his teacher asked him to take over the position of the Silent Man, and that working in the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic would indeed provide him with some conveniences, he would not have gotten involved with those wizards who had betrayed their glory.
The underground world that had not changed for hundreds or thousands of years obviously would not undergo any unexpected changes in the few weeks he left. Everything here was as before, chaotic and orderly.
On the other side of the small wall of the commission market, two guys were having a heated fight. The strong wind blew out a large number of torches suspended in the air. The wizard who passed by there avoided the place of right and wrong at a distance. Norus glanced at After taking a quick look, I found that Karkus Foley was hiding behind the tall commission card, with a look of helplessness on his face.
After thinking about it, Norus decided not to go to Karkus Foley to inquire about the situation.
He turned and walked to the right, walked up the stone steps that looked like they were man-made and hewed close to the wall, and stopped on a raised platform, in front of a rough-style fireplace that was densely inlaid on the rock wall.
The fireplace in the underground world is not the same thing as the outside world. It is more like a door key, and the exit can be set in different locations by magic.
Norus took out a piece of paper from his pocket, which recorded the number of the fireplace he should use and the location information of the exit. The note was sent to him by Karkus via owl, on the other side of the fireplace. The wizard who took over his commission was waiting for him.
The fireplace on the wall is generally used for emergency transfers. Few wizards use it to locate the transaction location, but Norus is not surprised. The thing he wants to trade is very sensitive and huge, and it appears in the underground world rashly. Here, he might be targeted by the Aurors stationed here.
Thinking of the Aurors, Norus's mouth widened.
Not to mention Rufus Scrimgeour's public embarrassment at that high-profile press conference two weeks ago.
Although he is the director of the Auror Office, he has made no achievements or achievements in the recent series of events. The gloominess on Scrimgeour's face has never faded in recent times.
After adjusting a series of characters on the lintel of the fireplace, the dark fireplace burst out with a strange green flame. Norus took a deep breath and put away the wand he bought from Ollivander's shop. , took out a cane with a clear crystal ball on the top.
What was happening on the other side of the fireplace was unclear, and he had to remain vigilant.
call.
A group of vicious flames rolled back from the soles of his feet, and countless illusory shadows passed in front of Norus's eyes, but after a moment, the scene in front of him was frozen.
Norus appeared among the mountainous mountains, surrounded by green hills. He stood in the middle of a clear lake reflecting the low clouds, a small yellow rock island no more than a hundred feet in diameter.
Where is this?
This thought flashed through Norus's mind. The scene in front of him seemed familiar, but for a while, he couldn't remember where he had seen it before. But at this moment, a loud roar suddenly came from a few hills away. The sound made him understand his approximate location.
The clouds and mist exhaled by the Hogwarts Express locomotive quickly dispersed in the howling mountain wind, but the heavy roar of the car rolling over the track lingered back and forth among the high mountains.
"This is not far from Hogwarts."
Norus murmured in a low voice, but his eyes tightened - this must be a trap, right? That troublesome old man Albus Dumbledore is staying in Hogwarts. What fool would choose to trade here?
Just when Norus Deman was hesitant and wondering whether to run away, suddenly, the land and lake in front of him trembled violently as if they had experienced an earthquake, and a magic power as deep as the abyss could never be reached. The bottomed lake water surged up, dyeing the bright world here dark.
In the sky above our heads, the white clouds that seemed to be floating on the top of the mountain suddenly became darker in color as if a large basin of ink had been poured into them. Among the thick lead clouds, ominous electric light flashed!
Click!
A dazzling thunder struck the turbulent lake in an instant, and it was like a mark. Then, dozens or hundreds of shocking lightning struck down one after another. For a time, the huge lake was filled with countless streaks of lightning.
The scene in front of him made Norus Deman's face change, and he lost his voice in shock. He was so shocked that he even forgot to disapparate and escape!
At this moment, a huge whirlpool appeared in front of him. Norus immediately understood that there was a huge creature hidden in the lake, and now, this guy was about to reveal his true appearance.
What could cause such horrific changes in nature and celestial phenomena?
Fear filled Norus Deman's mind. He stared intently at the gradually becoming clearer black figure. Unconsciously, there was a hint of expectation in his eyes.
Snapped!
When this huge, god-like skeleton with a height of sixty feet appeared in the world, Norus Deman opened his mouth in a daze, could no longer maintain his standing posture, and knelt on the ground with a snap. !
(End of chapter)
