Chapter 13: Uh...... I don't have a wand

One of the entrances to the Ministry of Magic is set up in a dilapidated red telephone booth in central London.

In this regard, McCroft-Holmes once used a 360-degree surveillance camera with no dead angles to show Daniel tangible evidence of the so-called 'blatant provocation of the wizarding world against government departments'.

"Obviously, they never realized how bad this behavior was."

Mycroft knocked on the table and said in a disgruntled tone, "They don't even know what a polite visit is." Ministry of Magic...... Yes, you call that 'illegal organization' the Ministry of Magic. The last time those people appeared out of thin air in front of the previous Prime Minister, they wanted to have a friendly exchange between the wizarding world and the Muggle world. Our poor former Prime Minister thought he was so tired from work that his brain began to hallucinate. Then, in a panic, he slammed his head into the cabinet and knocked himself unconscious. To this day, he is still lying in a bed in a neurological hospital, receiving group consultations from psychologists and neurologists. ”

"After such an 'unpleasant' consequence, the wizards just sighed a few words, 'Muggle nerves are so delicate', and acted like no one else, instead of reflecting on their own mistakes."

Mycroft stared at Daniel with a cold gaze, "Do you still think that it's me who is too aggressive, not that they're too much, Daniel?" ”

"Uh......" Daniel Black was speechless about this, he could only mumble in defense, "I'm not an English wizard, McCroft, it has nothing to do with me...... In fact, although most of the capable people in the United States are registered, they are not much better...... New York is in crisis almost every week, alien invasions, machine invasions or something...... Although the government has always released news about military exercises and geological disasters, I am not an ordinary citizen, so I naturally know about these facts. What's more, every time I look up, I see Iron Man's flamboyant red shell flying through the air, and I can't just dream if I want to deceive myself, every time I want to emigrate abroad...... However, it is said that Tokyo is the hardest hit area......"

Mycroft raised an eyebrow with interest, "It's useless to run away. ”

"Do something for the world, Daniel," he said. ”

Contribute?

What a joke.

'Am I that selfless?' Not ......'

Daniel followed Lucius to the Ministry of Magic as he spoke to the memories in his mind, "It's okay to do a little favor once in a while, or to do a job and make extra money." But to contribute to the world? Please, shouldn't those who are more capable do it? Like Captain America or something? It's not my job to save the world! ”

"Magic shows, reality shows, variety shows, screams and cheers of surprise from beautiful women, and games where everyone sits together hahaha, is the love of my life!"

Undoubtedly, the entrance to the Ministry of Magic in central London was generally reserved for wizards who were interested in Muggles, or who were Muggle-born wizards at all.

For wizarding nobles, it was the right choice to go directly to the phantom migration, or take a luxury carriage directly to the door of the main entrance of the Ministry of Magic.

"Guests of the Ministry of Magic, you will need to be screened at the security checkpoint and register your wand." An indifferent female voice interrupted Daniel's train of thought at the right time.

As a staff member of the Ministry of Magic, and as a nobleman, Lucius could obviously skip this step directly, but Daniel couldn't.

If you change the time period, the proud platinum aristocracy doesn't mind using a little trick to show off the privileges of the nobility.

But between the current political zhì shape shì and the fall of the mysterious man, he subconsciously took various low-key measures...... This low-key approach prompted him to decide to take Daniel with him for a walk through the normal procedures of the Ministry of Magic, the security check.

Two people came to the security checkpoint.

"Wand." A wizard who had just slept on the table raised his head and said with sleepy eyes.

"Uh......" Daniel reacted suddenly, and then, awkwardly, stood there, "I don't have that thing." ”

"What?" The sleepy-eyed wizard opened his eyes in an instant, looked at each other with curiosity and disgust, and asked, "Muggles?" ”

"No, wizard." Daniel replied.

"A wizard without a wand?" The young man at the security check had a skeptical look on his face.

Lucius raised an eyebrow as well, and his handsome face showed the same surprise and question, 'What the hell are you doing?'

He obviously didn't expect this kind of accident, and subconsciously recalled the picture since he met this wife and brother. Surprisingly, it was clear that he hadn't really used a wand.

In fact, he also praised this relative's wandless magic.

"An American wizard, I'm an American wizard." Daniel added, teasingly spreading his hands, "We don't have sticks in fashion over there. ”

"And what do you use?" The wizard in charge of the security check looked young and had not lost his curiosity.

He was fully energized at this moment, staring at Daniel eagerly with shining eyes, "What are you going to do, American wizard?" ”

"Most people's habitual weapons...... I mean, wands aren't all the same, mine is mediocre. ”

Daniel said humbly, and then pulled a gun from his arms.

The atmosphere instantly became calm.

"This ...... That's a ......."

The wizard boy in charge of security was so confused that he stammered, "Maybe...... Maybe...... We can try. ”

He took Daniel's gun and placed it on the brass machine, which he usually used to detect wands.

Fortunately, the machine was working normally, and it vibrated for a while before spitting out a long strip of parchment paper from the bottom.

The wizard in charge of security immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He ripped off the parchment and read the words: "8.5 inches, the core of the cane is unknown, and ...... it took for a year?" ”

"Oh yes, I used to use a Gatling gun a while ago, but it was too big for me to carry. After coming to the UK, I changed to this Beretta □□ on the recommendation of a friend. ”

Daniel replied very seriously: "Well, I have gun licenses from the United States and the United Kingdom, do you need to check them?" ”

What the hell is that?

The wizard in charge of security was apparently born in wizarding world, and he knew nothing about Muggle gun control, and apparently could not respond to Daniel's question.

He just stood there confused, his expression confused.

"Enough!" For this farce, the platinum rule obviously can't stand it.

He pressed Daniel's hand, which seemed to be pulling out some kind of paperwork, and then, at the young man in charge of security, said, "Eric, is it okay?" ”

The security check in the wizarding world is obviously a formality.

Especially after the fall of the mysterious man and the 'world peace', this initiative completely lacks the rigor and seriousness it deserves.

The young man named Eric shrugged his shoulders, poked the parchment into a brass nail, and let him go, "Of course, you can pass." ”

'What does this do?' Daniel secretly complained about the security system of the British wizarding world in his heart, "If it were in the United States, this kind of security would be enough for New York to be blown up by terrorists seven or eight times." ’

He followed Lucius, who was already a little impatient, and hurried inside.

"You never said you didn't have a wand."

On the way, Lucius spoke coldly.

"Uh......" Daniel's blue eyes widened, making him look innocent, "I didn't know that thing was important to you." ”

Lucius was speechless.

He was silent for a second, trying to attribute this accident to 'the communication gap caused by different customs in foreign countries'.

Then, he tried again to ask in as gentle a tone as possible, "That thing...... Is it easy to use when casting? ”

"What...... Oh, did you say my gun? Daniel nodded happily, "Very easy to use!" Powerful, portable, and most importantly, cheap. ”

And then......

Then, Lucius was completely tired of continuing to talk to him.

'My dear Sissi, are you sure you let such an unreliable fellow inherit the Black family?' He really won't be another Sirius? ’

Lucius thought to himself silently, worriedly.