Wizards of Hogwarts

The elevator descended rapidly in the long elevator shaft. It was quiet inside, no one spoke. The old fairy Red, who noticed Tina's face, also wisely closed his mouth.

With a crisp ding, the elevator arrived.

The metal door opened, and a narrow, stuffy, windowless basement room came into Newt's eyes. Everything here was in painful contrast with the shiny and palatial floors above.

Obviously, this place is the same as the "House Elf Resettlement Office" where Newt once stayed. It is a place where the Ministry of Magic specializes in working for those "waste".

Newt, who got some information from Ms. Picquery, the president of MACUSA, vaguely guessed what Tina's current identity was: a former Auror.

Tina, who was looking lonely, took Newt past a group of typewriters. They were unmanned and they were typing automatically. It didn't take a moment to write a full page of manuscripts.so envious

Criss-crossing glass pipes hang from the ceiling. Whenever a memo, form, or document is completed by the typewriter, it will automatically fold into a smart paper mouse under the power of magic, and hurriedly crawl through the corresponding pipes to the office above. .

And those useless documents dropped from the office will also come here through these channels for "automatic destruction". The specific method is that two paper mice tear each other into pieces, which can be regarded as a magic version of the automatic shredder. .

Tina walked to the dark corner of the room, where there was a desk full of documents. A somewhat worn wooden sign hung above the desk, which read in deep handwriting: Wand Licensing Office.

Newt lowered his head and walked past, looking at everything in the wand licensing office with an extremely bland gaze. It was only slightly larger than an ordinary storage room, with densely packed small cabinets filled with piles of unused items. There are many open wand applications on the desktop of the only desk.

Apart from the relatively large workload, there is almost no difference between this place and the "House Elf Resettlement Office" that Newt is familiar with.

For the first time, Newt had a good impression of this American witch named "Tina", mostly due to a feeling called "sympathy".

Tina, who had recovered a little, wanted to save some face in front of Newt, so she deliberately acted businesslike and pretended to be busy processing documents.But the "magic wand application forms" piled high on the table had already conveyed the message that she didn't spend much time here at all.

"So, have you got your wand permit? All foreigners coming to New York must have this." Tina sat down behind the desk and picked up a writing pad.

Newt wasn't telling the truth: "I applied by mail a few weeks ago."

Tina didn't care either. She wrote and drew on the writing board casually, and the handwriting was very sloppy.

"Scamander found out that you have just been to Equatorial Guinea." Tina raised her head suspiciously, and her sensitive "Auror tentacles" were touched again.

"I just completed a year of fieldwork," Newt replied. "I'm currently writing a book about those magical creatures."

Tina asked: "Something like, uh, a guide to extinct creatures"

"No." Newt said without hesitation, "The reason I wrote this book is to help people understand one thing, why we should help these magical creatures instead of killing them wantonly like now."

At this moment, a somewhat rough male voice came from behind Newt.

"What about Goldstein?"

Tina, who was originally preparing to show off in front of Newt, immediately hid behind the desk after hearing the male voice.

Newt felt a little funny. He looked at the wizard who was walking over quickly. He was an official who looked arrogant and inflexible, but he was a bit short, almost a head shorter than Newt.

Abernethy, the man who came over, immediately discovered where Tina was hiding.

He shouted from under his desk: "Goldstein!"

Tina looked guilty and slowly got out from behind the table, trying to avoid Abernethy's sharp, needle-piercing eyes.

Abernathy asked: "Are you going to the investigation team to meddle in other people's business again?"

Tina wanted to defend herself, for example, she was not meddling, but really caught a foreign wizard causing trouble in a New York City bank, but Abernathy did not give her a chance to defend herself.

He continued: "Where did you go?"

Tina replied awkwardly: "What"

Abernathy gave up questioning this stubborn witch. He looked at Newt and said, "Where did she catch you?"

"I"

Newt quickly looked at Tina, who shook her head with a very urgent expression.

After receiving the signal, Newt began to hesitate and did not answer. At this time, he and Tina reached a subtle tacit understanding.

Because he did not obtain accurate information, Abernathy's mood became even worse. He asked Tina angrily: "Are you following Second Salem again?"

"Of course not, sir." Tina replied fluently. She knew that she must not be caught by the angry Abernethy at this time, otherwise she might not even be able to stay in the wand licensing office.

At this moment, a confident and powerful sound of leather shoes hitting came from the corner, and Graves, Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, turned the corner and walked in.

Abernethy, who was originally aggressive and domineering, immediately lost his confidence. He lowered his head and greeted Graves respectfully: "Good afternoon, Mr. Graves, sir."

Graves responded: "Good afternoon, uh, Abernethy."

Tina stepped forward and tried to speak to Graves. She spoke very quickly, showing that she was eager to let the other party hear it: "Mr. Graves, sir, this is Mr. Scamander from the UK." .There was a really crazy creature in his box that somehow escaped and was just wreaking havoc inside the bank."

Graves glanced at Newt pretending not to care, and then said very calmly: "Let me see that little guy."

Tina breathed a sigh of relief, someone finally listened to her.

"That's just" Newt wanted to say something, but no one, whether it was Tina, Graves, or even Abernethy, paid attention to him.

Tina snatched the box from Newt's hands and laid it flat on a table.

Graves and Abernethy followed suit and gathered around.

Tina pressed the lock and opened the lid suddenly.

The next moment, she was stunned.

Newt stepped forward nervously. When he saw the contents of the box, his expression looked more surprised than Tina and Abernethy's combined, and even mixed with a little panic.

Graves showed a slight smile of disdain. He couldn't bear the fact that the once elite Auror made these stupid mistakes again and again.

"Tina" Graves walked away disappointed, and Abernethy quickly followed.

All that was left was Newt and Tina looking at each other, and a whole box of No-Maj pastries.

At the same time, a poor street in the Lower East Side of New York.

Elrohir looked at the fat middle-aged man in front of him with his eyes closed and moaning constantly. His head was a little buzzing. This was a normal reaction when suddenly encountering an unexpected situation.

who is this person

Why are you holding a box of magical beasts?

Also, where's Newt?