From Karma Taj to Hogwarts

Sandrine pulled Sivan and followed the crowd towards the end of the main hall of the Ministry of Magic.

At the end of the main hall, the long and narrow space suddenly opened up, forming a spacious circular square. There is a fountain in the middle, and several huge golden statues stand in the middle of a circular pool.

The tallest of the statues is a wizard, his wand pointed straight into the air. Around him were gathered a beautiful witch, a centaur, a goblin and a house elf, the last three of whom looked at the two wizards with adoration. And the sparkling water of the fountain flowed from the ends of the two wizards' wands.

"So this thing is called the Magic Brothers Fountain?" Xiwen looked at the name on the fountain base and asked with a strange expression.

This design with wizards as the main body and weakening the status of other species is obviously unreasonable. As far as Xiwen knew, the centaurs and goblins were very arrogant and did not bother to associate with wizards at all. The goblins have rebelled several times in the past few centuries and have not yet been convinced by the wizards; let alone the centaurs, they even refuse to accept the identity of "human beings".

If you want them to look at the wizard with the kind of admiration depicted in the statue, it is probably impossible to describe it as a fantasy.

Sandrine glanced at the statue, smiled disdainfully, and said, "It seems that it was designed by a stupid wizard sculptor from the last century, and he still wanted to use this statue to promote equality between wizards and non-human magical creatures? Haha."

Xiwen shook his head secretly, thinking of the condescending attitude of pure-blood wizards towards mixed-blood and hemp wizards. Even wizards still have so much inequality within themselves, so how can we talk about allowing wizards and non-human magical creatures to coexist equally?

He sighed and continued walking with Sandrine.

When passing by the pool under the fountain, Xiven saw many sparkling silver Sickles and Copper Nats under the pool. Next to it was a stained small sign that read - All proceeds from the Magic Brothers Fountain are donated to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Magical Injuries.

Seeing this scene, Xiwen suddenly remembered the wishing fountain he had seen in the previous world. He couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia, and casually threw a Galleung into it.

Sandrine looked at him in surprise and said, "If you want to donate to St. Mungo's, we can directly contact their dean to donate in person."

Xiwen shook his head and said with a smile: "I just thought that since I'm here, I might as well leave a souvenir."

Sandrine didn't quite understand Xiwen's thoughts, so she pulled him towards the magic elevator at the end of the main hall without saying anything more.

There are many elevators at the end, crowded together and arranged in a semicircle. At a glance, there are no less than twenty elevators.

These magic elevators should all be alchemical products, and Xiwen can also sense the fluctuations of magic power from them.

Sandrine frowned as she saw many Ministry of Magic employees pushing and shoving their way into an elevator. She didn't want to share an elevator with others.

At this moment, a kind-looking middle-aged man wearing an English bowler hat came over and said to Xiwen and Sandrine: "What a coincidence, Mrs. Rozier, and Mr. Rozier. You guys. Are you heading to the courtroom?"

Sandrine nodded and said to the middle-aged man: "It's quite a coincidence, Director Moen."

"Then please come with me." Director Moen smiled and motioned for the two of them to follow him.

Seemingly sensing Sandrine's distaste for crowded elevators, he added: "There are not many employees going to the ninth floor, so there shouldn't be anyone else coming with them."

Sandrine relaxed her eyebrows and pulled Xiwen to follow Director Moen.

Sure enough, as Director Moen said, after seeing the three people going down in the elevator, no employees would try to enter the elevator room where they were, and they would often squeeze into other crowded elevators instead.

The metal folding door slammed shut, and with the creak of the elevator and the cool breeze blowing in from time to time, the three of them arrived at the ninth floor underground.

The style here is very different from the main hall. There is only a simple corridor on the entire floor leading to a black door. The floor and walls are covered with dark tiles. There is no window or door on both sides of the corridor, making it look bare.

Two rows of torches were inserted into the dark tiles on the wall, flashing blue and white light, adding a somewhat mysterious atmosphere to this floor.

"The trial room can only be reached by going down to the tenth floor underground from here. You still need to walk a little longer." Director Moen said to Xiwen and Sandrine, and then prepared to take them to turn a corner and walk towards the tenth floor. stairs.

However, Xiwen suddenly felt a throbbing from the bottom of his heart!

He suddenly turned his head and looked at the lonely black door at the end of the corridor. There seemed to be a force that was both familiar and strange inside that door, a feeling of déjà vu.

"What's wrong, Xiwen?" Sandrine noticed the strange look on Xiwen's face and asked.

"It's nothing, just a little curious." Xiwen resisted the urge to walk over and open the door, and withdrew his gaze.

He took a deep breath, calmed his throbbing heart, and asked pretending to be curious: "Director Moen, do you know what is inside that door?"

"That's the Department of Mysteries." Director Morne took a deep look at the black door and replied. "It's a top-secret agency of the Ministry of Magic. I don't know exactly what's in it."

"It's better to go to the courtroom first, the time is coming." Director Moen deliberately changed the subject and said to the two of them.

Xiwen sighed with regret, looked back at the black door of the Department of Mysteries again, and then followed the steps of Director Morn.

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When the three of them arrived at the courtroom, there was still some free time before the trial began. Sandrine and Xiwen were arranged to stay in the VIP room waiting for the trial to begin.

"Son, do you want to know something about the Department of Mysteries?" Sandrine asked suddenly.

"I am indeed a little curious." Xiwen looked at Sandrine with a little surprise. "Do you know anything about the Department of Mysteries?"

"I can only say that I understand a little bit." Sandrine nodded and said softly. "The Department of Mysteries is a research department of the Ministry of Magic, but in fact it was established even earlier than the Ministry of Magic. Basically, only a very few senior officials of the Ministry of Magic know about the research projects of this department."

"Despite this, we can still learn some inside information through various connections in our pure-blood family." She said this, feeling a little distressed. "It seems incredible, but the Rozier family and the Selwyn family where I belong have indeed never produced a single Minister of Magic."

"The Rozier family's inherited knowledge of the Department of Mysteries was obtained from the Lestrange family through marriage, so we don't know much."

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