"Take out your wand and hold it. After walking into the courtyard of the Screaming Shack, Sirius spoke to Ryan and them. Then follow me straight ahead. ”

Ryan pulled out his wand and placed it on his chest like Sirius, and walked straight up the steps. The brown door on the steps blocked the way for the three of them, but Sirius didn't stop and walked through it. Ryan and the others followed in, as if the gate were made of mist.

"It was repaired only three days ago, because the Minister of Magic, Lady Burns, insisted that the Ministry of Magic should only move into the houses after the wizards who had taken refuge in Hogsmeade had moved in, so the first time the staff was mobilized to repair the townhouses. It wasn't until the house was almost repaired that everyone started to repair the Ministry of Magic, which is why the Ministry of Magic had just been repaired. Sirius explained.

"Our new minister is very admirable. Ryan nodded, and at this time they appeared in a white hall. In the center of the hall was a large billboard, and the magic cast on it caused a large amount of text messages to roll over. Ryan stepped forward to take a look and saw that these were public information about some official business.

Other than that, the whole hall is hardly decorated, and even makes people feel a little shabby.

"This way. Sirius led them to an elevator. "Doesn't it seem simple? It's just a temporary place anyway, so it can be used. ”

"Ding-dong. There was a prompt from the elevator in front of him, and Sirius immediately stopped chattering and led Ryan into the elevator, which was crowded with people at this time.

"Keep up. Sirius admonished. "Because the place was built as a temporary place, the elevator was tight. There is always a large crowd of people when the elevator arrives, so don't get lost. ”

"That, Sirius. After squeezing out of the elevator from the crowd of wizards, Ryan asked with some curiosity. "How do you know where we're going? ”

"Of course I do. Sirius shrugged his shoulders. "Because now there is only one office in the Department of International Magical Cooperation here. ”

"An office?" Hermione couldn't believe it. "Is there only one office in such a big department? I remember when I was in London, the Department of International Magical Cooperation took up an entire floor!"

"You said it, it was in London. Sirius spread his hands. "Now there are no foreign wizards in the Ministry of Magic on our side who openly admit it, and even in the Magical Congress of some countries, our side belongs to a rebel organization. In this case, what do you think we need for the International Magical Cooperation Division?"

"Sounds terrible. Ryan raised an eyebrow, the American Magical Congress wanted to divide and weaken the British magical community, the core of the European magical world, in this war, so it was normal for them to run to support London.

The people in Europe were afraid that Voldemort would bring war to their land, but considering that Dumbledore was still alive to lead the resistance, they chose to pretend that they did not see the changes in the English wizards.

Just as Ryan pondered these questions, Sirius paused, "-Alright, here we are." ”

Now in front of Ryan was a black-painted wooden door, and in the center of the wooden door hung a bronze plaque with the inscription: "Department of International Magical Cooperation" said goodbye to Sirius, who had gone to the Auror Command to report on his duties, Ryan knocked lightly on the door, and after finding no response, they turned the doorknob and stepped into the office.

The office was as plain as the hallway outside, with only a set of brown desks and chairs and a few chairs for receiving visitors. An old man with sparse gray hair was writing something behind his desk, and the old man looked so old that he didn't even hear Ryan and the others come in.

"Hello!" Ryan could only take a step forward and say when he waited for a while and found no response. After hearing Ryan's words, the old man finally reacted and raised his head, and then took out a monocle from the pocket of his jacket and put it on his left eye.

"Excuse me—is there anything you guys are up to?" the old man asked, looking at Ryan. His voice was very high-pitched, wheezing.

"That's right, sir. Ryan pulled out the letter of appointment that Professor McGonagall had taught them. "We got something like this yesterday from Professor McGonagall, and she told us that Headmaster Dumbledore wanted us to be here as special staff members of the Department of International Magical Cooperation. So we wanted to ask what exactly this is about. ”

"Oh, did Albus recommend you here?" the old man took the letters of appointment from the two of them and looked at them carefully. "Yes, that's what we sent it, as for this special recruit—"

Saying this, the old man raised his head. "You know, when the Ministry of Magic was in London, the International Magical Cooperation Division was almost entirely staffed by pure-blood wizards from various pure-blood families. Because they will marry pure-blood wizards from other countries, it will be helpful to communicate with other countries when they have this level of relationship. ”

"But since that man changed the Ministry, almost the entire Department of International Magical Cooperation has remained in London. It even took me, a 100-year-old man, to temporarily end his retirement to deal with these things. So when I heard that Hogwarts had recently had a new batch of students, I asked Dumbledore to recommend some people here. ”

"However, given the current situation, every department of the Ministry of Magic lacks sufficient staff. So I'm hoping to recruit some part-time people to get the whole department up and running first, and that's why you're getting this appointment. By the way, I would like to introduce myself, I am the Director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation that issued this letter of appointment, Efias Dorjee. ”

"We are delighted to receive this letter of appointment and are willing to do something about it. According to what the two of them had agreed on before they came, Hermione said to Dorjee. "But we have a lot of other things to do right now, and we can't stay in the ministry every day. ”

"Of course, of course I do. "As Dumbledore's earliest friend and a core member of the Order of the Phoenix. Of course, he knew how important what Ryan was doing now was to everyone right now. "You don't really need to be in the Ministry of Magic every day, in fact, I'm only going to give you two a few suggestions. It's up to you to decide whether or not you want to complete these tasks, and now I have a mission here that should be a good fit for you. ”

"Is it alive so soon?" Ryan thought as he took the parchment document that Dorjee handed him, an invitation with golden paint drawing a wand with two golden crosses on it, each with the coat of arms of three stars emerging from it.

"Beauxbatons 700th Anniversary?" Hermione whispered as Ryan unfolded the letter. "Hogwarts representatives are invited, and what does this have to do with the Ministry of Magic?"

"Well, it can be said that this is an official celebration. Director Dorjee said.

"What does that mean?" Hermione looked puzzled.

"That means we can send representatives to use this celebration to talk about things, things that we can't talk about in a formal setting. Dorjee explained. "You know, out of fear of the mysterious man. At present, the Ministries of Magic in various countries, especially those in Western Europe, can only acquiesce in the legitimacy of the Ministry of Magic in London, so we cannot send people to France in the name of the Ministry of Magic to liaise with them. In this case, we can only hope that you can cover the real negotiators as school representatives to negotiate there. ”