Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Dumbledore finally took Zhang Xiao with him. Perhaps Optimus Prime of the wizarding world, who felt that he was old, thought it would be good to let Zhang get exposed to something in advance.

He didn't know what method he used, but Peter turned back into the sleepy mouse Scabbers again and put him into his pocket.

This seems to be a very safe carrying measure.

Look, look, Zhang Xiao muttered in his heart, so I said.

Dumbledore tied the Philosopher's Stone to his belt, which was the simplest and safest measure.

Zhang Xiao thought Dumbledore had some special way to go to the Ministry of Magic, but he took him to Diagon Alley using floo powder first.

Like an old man who hadn't gone shopping for a long time, he was leisurely wandering around the Muggle streets.

Perhaps seeing Zhang Xiao's doubts, Dumbledore said softly:

"Always give the Ministry of Magic some time to react."

An old man and a young man were walking down a very deserted street. Except for a few low-rise office buildings that looked dilapidated, there was not even a decent convenience store.

Occasionally passers-by seemed to turn a blind eye to the two of them, which allowed Dumbledore and Zhang Xiao to walk leisurely and chat.

"Zhang, how do you think the Ministry of Magic will handle this matter?"

Zhang Xiao thought for a while, especially because Umbridge was thrown out of the top job before, which made him look down on the Ministry of Magic - or Fudge.

Being fierce and timid, being scheming and never making a decision; doing great things but cherishing one's life, seeing small gains and forgetting one's life, are not heroes.

"How to deal with it?

This would obviously be much easier for the Ministry of Magic without you.

For example, directly collude with Peter so that he will never change his story, and directly finalize this adult case, or simply silence Peter.

But now that you're here, the most likely scenario is to go cold turkey - Blake out, Peter in, drop the charges against Blake.

Or just like last time, throwing out potential opponents as scapegoats can appease anger, appease public opinion, and eradicate dissidents.

In the end, Fudge sincerely apologized and attributed all the mistakes to the unlucky guy, winning public opinion.

Well – Fudge won three times. "

Dumbledore was amused by Zhang Xiao:

"Ha——, excellent imagination, but I have to admit that what you said is likely to become reality."

He sighed: "Your ideas are always so advanced, and your way of thinking is far more mature than that of the little wizard - but this is not a bad thing.

Maturity is obviously better than pretending to be mature.

Here we are. "

Following the direction of Dumbledore's finger, Zhang Xiao looked over.

There was a red phone box against the wall - it looked pretty bad, shabby.

The mottled paint surface looked like it had been smashed, with pits and pits.

There were spider web-like cracks on the glass, and it was impossible to see the scene inside clearly.

Zhang Xiao felt that even without the protection of the curse, no normal person would have the idea to find out.

Dumbledore led him in and said in a brisk tone:

"The Ministry of Magic is protected by many spells. Generally speaking, there are only three ways to get to the Ministry of Magic: the staff passage.

The special Floo channel opened, as well as this visitor channel.

If there are fewer people, it is recommended to use this guest channel. "

Zhang Xiao nodded: "Okay, I thought Professor you would choose a more direct method."

To be honest, he originally thought that Dumbledore would directly take him to apparate there.

But he never thought that Dumbledore would choose a phone booth that was only used by ordinary visitors.

Dumbledore picked up the microphone hanging crookedly, dialed the number "62442", and waited quietly.

A few seconds later, a cold woman's voice echoed in the phone booth.

The sound doesn't come from the microphone, it sounds like someone is actually standing in front of you.

"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic, please state your name and your business."

Dumbledore said calmly: "Albus Dumbledore, Xiao Zhang, has made an appointment with Minister Connery Fudge."

"Thank you," the cold female voice said, "Please pick up the badge and pin it on your chest."

Two square silver badges slid out from the coin slot, with names and intentions written on them.

Zhang Xiao looked at the badge in his hand and pinned it on his chest curiously.

I don’t know what the Chinese side is like, but it should be quite interesting.

The female voice was still saying: "Dear guest, you need to be checked at the security checkpoint and register your wand.

The security checkpoint is located at the end of the main hall. "

Dumbledore said regretfully: "When I came here before, they would give me a bunch of stinky and long titles.

It's gone now. "

Just as Zhang Xiao was about to speak, the phone booth suddenly started to tremble, and then there was a sense of weightlessness, and the entire phone booth was sinking toward the ground.

It took almost a minute before the phone booth stopped.

"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic. I hope you have a pleasant day," the woman's voice finished.

The door of the phone booth opened by itself, and Dumbledore led Zhang Xiao towards the outside.

Leather boots with silver saddle buckles made a crisp sound as they stepped on the floor.

This was Zhang Xiao's first time coming to the Ministry of Magic. He looked at the surrounding environment with a curious look that looked at a rare scene.

The Ministry of Magic is different from what we see in the movies, or it may be difficult for ordinary people to use their imagination to construct the whimsical ideas of wizards.

They also couldn't understand the incredible things a wizard could do with a wand.

This is a very long corridor, and at the end is a magnificent hall.

The floor was covered with dark wooden floors that had been polished brightly.

The peacock blue ceiling is inlaid with sparkling golden symbols, which are constantly moving and changing, like a huge high-altitude bulletin board.

The walls on all sides are paneled with glossy dark wooden boards, and many gilded fireplaces are embedded in the wooden boards. Every few seconds, with a soft pop, a wizard suddenly appeared from a fireplace on the left.

And to the right, there were several people lining up in front of each fireplace, waiting to leave.

Dumbledore deliberately slowed down his pace to give Zhang Xiao time to watch: "It's spectacular, isn't it? Zhang.

It took wizards hundreds of years, and even with the help of goblins, to build such a secret space underground. "

Zhang Xiao nodded, still looking curiously.

In the middle of the foyer is a fountain.

In the center of the fountain is the famous statue that appeared several times in the original work.

It was made entirely of gold and was larger than life.

The tallest of them is a handsome wizard, holding his wand high, pointing to the sky.

Surrounding him were a beautiful witch, a centaur, a goblin and a house elf.