Reversal Incidents Team

"Mr. Malfoy, I am pleased to inform you that the Ministry of Magic has ruled out your suspicion in the vicious duel incident at King's Cross Station, and the investigation into you has ended."

When Malfoy came to the special operations investigation team this time, Diggle was the only one.

Malfoy pursed his lips and folded his hands on the table. "I didn't expect the Ministry of Magic to be so efficient now."

"Oh, of course not." Di Ge said with a smile. "I have to admire the political talent of the Malfoy family. Obviously, the Ministry of Magic can't suspect the boyfriend of a battle hero, can it?"

"I don't understand what you mean," Malfoy said.

"Our operations specialist saw Mr. Malfoy and Miss Hermione Granger going out for dinner together at noon on August 8 and the evening of August 18 respectively. Miss Granger and Mr. Malfoy have a close relationship," said Diggle. . "The Ministry is full of admirers of the Golden Trio, Mr Malfoy."

"Thank you." Malfoy stood up and buttoned the second button of his coat. "Mr Diggle."

He left the office of the special investigation team.

Malfoy's meticulous hair was pasted on his forehead, and the passing witches gave him ogles, and Malfoy smiled politely back.

until he stepped into the elevator.

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Walking into the office of the Reversal of Contingencies team, Malfoy saw Hermione using her wand to organize the file boxes on a side shelf. Agnes was not there, which was supposed to be her job.

Hermione's hair was loose today, and her smooth brown hair was softly attached to her back, and wrapped around her fair skin together with the light gray sleeveless suit.

Malfoy took off his coat and hung it on the hanger by the door. He noticed a small stone on Hermione's coat, and he reached out and took the small stone off.When he turned around, Hermione's eyes met unexpectedly.

"Granger," Malfoy dropped his hand, taking a step forward. "I just wanted to thank you, about…"

Hermione turned her head away, ignoring him.

Malfoy was puzzled by the situation, as it seemed to him that Hermione didn't intend to speak to him anymore.So he swallowed back the following words in a timely manner, pretending not to care, and sat back behind his desk.Wayne flashed in suddenly, "Great, Granger, Malfoy, you are all here. A Muggle got on the Knight Bus for some reason, and the team leader sent me to Diagon Alley to bring him out and modify his Memory. But my daughter has a performance report at school at noon today, so I have to go. Merlin, I thought I couldn't find anyone."

Malfoy set his eyes on Hermione, who smiled at Wayne. "Agnes called in sick and there's a lot of paperwork waiting to be sorted out here. Sorry, Wayne."

Wayne cast his expectant eyes on Malfoy.

"Okay, I'll go." Malfoy agreed.

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Malfoy pushed open the glass door of Weasley's joke shop, and a sweet breath rushed into his nostrils.A small red-haired puppet dragging golden sparks in the air jumped up to Malfoy and said something funny. "welcome."

Malfoy flicked it away with his wand, it was summer holidays, and the Weasleys' joke shop was full of young wizards.

Among all kinds of excited faces, Muggle Mike Brown's face is like "I'm not a wizard, I'm so excited" written on his face.

Malfoy pushed a dark-haired boy who was about to bump into him, and sent him aside, and then he was beside him, stopping the stupid Muggle just in time to pick up a cup of love potion and try to drink it.

"Hi, your hair color is so pretty." Mike Brown shook hands with Malfoy excitedly. "I'm Mike Brown, and this place is pretty cool, isn't it?"

"Mr. Brown, can I take a step to talk?" Malfoy was extremely serious to this Muggle.

There is really no quiet place in the Weasley joke shop. When Malfoy and McBrown finally walked down the stairs to temporarily isolate the laughter and screams of the little wizards, a round-faced little boy turned his head down and his feet up, Screaming, he was thrown onto the banister of the stairs, revealing a pair of round blue eyes, meeting Malfoy's eyes at the bottom of the stairs.

Malfoy raised his eyebrows, and the little boy shrank his head and begged him. "Sir, can you help me?"

"Wow, that's cool, is there some kind of wire hanging from behind him?" McBrown asked in amazement.

Malfoy took out his wand and cast a silent spell, and the little boy slowly spun around in the air before falling to the ground.He said a quick thank you to Malfoy almost as soon as his feet touched the floor, and immediately ran to the other side, chatting happily with a dark-haired boy.

"Mr. Brown, I am a wizard from the Ministry of Magic's Reversal of Incidents Team. Due to unknown reasons, the Knight Bus was stopped by someone who is not a wizard and took you to Diagon Alley. If you don't mind, please describe to me your today. How about it?" Malfoy said calmly.

McBrown looked taken aback by what Malfoy had said about wizards, the Ministry of Magic or something. "Wow, you really look alike, sir..."

"Draco Malfoy."

"Mr. Malfoy, let's find a place to sit down and talk, and I can give you some feedback on the show." McBrown said and was about to put his hand on Malfoy's shoulder.

There was a crackle.Malfoy shows up at the Leaky Cauldron with Mike Brown.The Leaky Cauldron Bar was deserted during the day, and Tom, the emaciated bar owner, bowed his waist to welcome Malfoy, "Dear Mr. Malfoy, you came early. What do you need?"

While he was talking, the two chairs flipped from the table and fell to the ground. A gray-white rag wiped the two chairs and the nearby bar table clean in a few strokes as if controlled by an invisible hand.

"Two glasses of butterbeer." Malfoy looked at the dull-faced Mike Brown, unbuttoned a button of his suit slowly, and sat down facing him. "Mr. Brown, please sit down."

"What happened just now?" Mike Brown sat down while leaning on the bar.

"Apparition is a kind of magic that allows wizards to appear wherever they want. Now, Mr. Brown, please tell me in detail how you stopped the Knight bus this morning." Malfoy said from the inside of his suit. In his pocket, he took out a stack of white and delicate note paper and a dark green quill.As soon as he let go, the paper and brush were half suspended in the air. "This is a necessary record, I hope you don't mind."

"Oh, all right," said McBrown. "I came out of Baker's Bar this morning. You know, people's brains are always a little unclear after a hangover. I probably walked to a bus stop, and a red bus suddenly appeared in front of me, saying what? Can take me anywhere I want to go. I just got on the bus. My god that bus is the toughest bus I've ever been on! Anyway it's probably because I took a sleeping pill, oh because I have some sleep problems , the doctor gave me some prescription medicine to help me sleep. Actually I shouldn't have said it, but, fuck it, I'm in the wizarding world. Maybe there is some magic that will bring Suzy back to me. Suzy, my The love of my life, because my drinking problem left me, I always dreamed about her at night after she left, she is so cute, I wish I could see her more than in my dreams...”

Tom was holding two glasses of bubbling butterbeer, and Mike took them and took a quick gulp. "It's delicious. Anyway, because of my sleep problems, I took a pill when I got in that car, and then I ended up in a strange alley. You should see what they are wearing. Weird clothes. I was walking and walking, and suddenly I saw a colorful window, so I walked in, hey, it's really interesting, people can walk on the ceiling, and those cute little furry balls! Then I saw you, Malfoy, brother, you are so cool, you can teleport! You must teach me! I can appear next to Suzie, as long as she calls."

Malfoy listened to what Muggle Mike had to say with perfect poise and regrouped patience.While it didn't help him, Mike didn't say why he stopped the Knight Bus, which only wizards could have stopped, nor how he ended up in Diagon Alley.

Using his wand, he tucked the note and quill back into the inside pocket of his coat.What happens next doesn't need to be documented.

"Mr. Brown, I'm sorry, but I need to get something out of your brain. This is work, please understand." He turned the empty glass on the table into a slim glass container, and held his wand under Brown's blond hair. forehead.A string of silver-white transparent silk threads was slowly pulled out of Brown's mind with Malfoy's hand moving backwards, falling into the long glass tube like a cloud of flying catkins.

Brown stared at Malfoy as he did all this.

"Thank you for your cooperation. Now you only need to make some simple revisions to your memory, and the work of the Ministry of Magic will be completed." Malfoy also pushed his glass of butterbeer to Mike Brown. He still has one more question to think about. to ask him. "Mr. Brown, I have a personal question for you."

"Ask!" Mike Brown put a heavy hand on Malfoy's shoulder.

"The medicine you mentioned that can help you sleep, was it obtained in a Muggle hospital?" Malfoy found something that interested him from Brown's words. St. Mungo's Hospital failed to treat his sleepless nights. Symptoms, according to this Muggle, the Muggle hospital also seems to have some amazing achievements.

Mike Brown gave a big smile, "You have women's problems too? We should help each other!"