The German Ministry of Magic is located under the capital Berlin, and wizards in many countries like to hide the Ministry of Magic underground, especially under those famous buildings, which can save them a lot of trouble, otherwise one day Muggles drive excavators and dig underground subway passages, and accidentally dig up the Ministry of Magic hidden underground by wizards, it will be really embarrassing.

At this moment, Serra and Albert are on their way to the German Ministry of Magic.

"Is it really okay to have an entrance like this?"

The entrance to the German Ministry of Magic was actually in a crowded place like Linden Square, which surprised Albert.

"Certainly not in such a conspicuous place. ”

Serra pointed to a nondescript shop around the corner and said, "The entrance is right there." ”

"A bit of a leaky cauldron bar. Albert looked at the shop and commented.

When I first arrived in Germany, I encountered a similar situation, so I didn't feel too surprised.

When the two entered, they saw a middle-aged man looking up from behind the counter to look this way, and the other party seemed to be a machine that was a few seconds slower before opening his mouth to greet Serra.

"Old man, what wind has brought you to Germany. ”

"Passing by, by the way, a friend asked me to bring some souvenirs. ”

Serra walked over to the counter and handed a badge to the man, "Please send things to France, an old friend of mine needs them." ”

"Don't you go through the process?"

"This time there are a lot of things, and it is very troublesome to go through the process. ”

"Okay!"

The middle-aged man did not refuse, he was in a good mood, and a large sum of Galleons was credited to his account.

Albert probably understood, feeling that they got off the bus in Germany, not to see some old friends, but to buy something, who wanted it?

Most likely, it was Nicol Lemay, whose purpose is self-evident, to make an elixir of life.

Nicol Lemay naturally didn't want to come forward on his own, but he knew a lot of old friends, and the things were classified and handed over to different people to help buy, and finally gathered to Nicol Lemay, so no one knew what the raw materials of the elixir were, although it was useless to know.

However, Albert still had to sigh that Sierra and his group had a network of connections.

After a few small talks, Sierra led Albert to the backyard, where there was an artistic statue of a double-headed eagle made of steel and gears.

The two walked up to the statue, and the double-headed eagle seemed to come to life, looking up at the two of them with the sound of gears clattering, as if to confirm the identity of the comer.

After a few seconds, the surroundings began to descend like an elevator.

"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic. ”

Behind the counter at the entrance, a witch greeted them politely.

The two of them used the VIP access.

When Serra stepped forward to announce his name and tell him what he was coming from, there was a sound of footsteps not far away, and a young wizard hurried over, panting and stopping in front of them, looking at Serra and Albert, and asked tentatively, "Mr. Harris?"

"Yes, I am!"

"Mr. Frank told me about you, please come with me!" the young wizard greeted the witch behind the counter and prepared to take the two to the waiting room of the International Floo Network.

"Hans, this is not in accordance with the rules. The witch behind the counter frowned and reminded.

"Anna, you'll find that they're already on the list of visitors. Hans kindly reminded, "Alright, you two, come here, don't be late, or you will only be delayed for two hours." ”

Young Hans led the two of them out through the door to the right of the hall of the Ministry of Magic, and came to a circular room with a fireplace marked with the names of various countries, and a timetable standing next to it, and an employee was sweeping the ashes with an item that resembled a vacuum cleaner.

"Mr. Frank, I've brought someone here. ”

Hans said to the old bald wizard on the counter in the center of the round office.

"Oh, Serra, my old fellow, long time no see. ”

"It's been a long time, Frank. Serra stepped forward and gave him a simple hug, "I thought you were retired." ”

"You're right, I'm almost at retirement age, and until then, I'll have to take care of the rest. Frank looked at Albert curiously and asked, "Your grandson?"

"It's not. This is Albert Anderson. Serra winked at his old friend and reminded, "He's going to France to participate in the International Wizarding Chess Competition, and I happen to be going to France too, so I'll give him a ride." ”

"Welcome to Germany, Mr. Anderson. "Frank knew Serra's character, and there was obviously something unique about this Mr. Anderson, otherwise he wouldn't have gotten so close to Serra.

"It was a fun trip. Albert said.

He found that both Mr. Frank and Mr. Hans spoke English very fluently, and they were really worthy of wizards working in the International Floo Network, and it was estimated that they needed to be proficient in multiple languages.

"The Floo network to France is ready, please come with me. Hans said.

In fact, there aren't many wizards who can use the International Floo Network, after all, there aren't many wizards, and most of them stay in their own countries instead of running around.

As for those who will go to find someone to help smuggle, there are only a very few guys who can't get on the table, and smuggling is expensive, and no one will want to spend this unjust money.

As the green flames rose in the fireplace, Sierra made a gesture of invitation to Albert, motioning for him to go first.

Albert stepped into the green flames, shouted "Village Nikolai", and took one last glance at the ash-strewn waiting room on the floor, and was swept into the fireplace by the green flames.

Traveling with the International Floo Network is not comfortable, in fact, most teleportation magic trips are uncomfortable.

The high-speed rotation made Albert dizzy, and the time was longer than expected, countless fireplace openings flashed in front of him, and by the time the rotation slowed down, he was already firmly parked in the stone fireplace.

Albert resisted the discomfort and grabbed the suitcase and walked forward.

Serra soon appeared behind him and said to him with a smile, "Welcome to the village of Nikolai." ”

The village of Nikolai is a very old village, with a bit of Hogsmeade.

The floor was covered with marble floors, and in front of them was a plaza with statues of the young Lemay couples, holding in their hands an object that was supposed to be the legendary Philosopher's Stone, from which the spring gushed out.

Several young wizards looked curiously at the two unfamiliar faces and discussed their identities in whispers.

"Keep up!"

Serra motioned for Albert to come with him.

"I'm not used to this way of traveling. Albert grunted.

When the two came to a house, Serra raised her hand and knocked lightly on the door, and a house-elf opened the door and looked at the two uninvited guests with a confused expression on their faces.

Sierra handed the house-elf a patterned silver card with an address engraved on it from his jacket pocket.

"Two, this way, please!"

The house-elf took the card and took a step back to invite the two into the house.

It was only after the door behind them closed that it lifted the silver card and whispered a spell, and the floral decorations on both sides of the wall corridor spread into the void as if they had come to life, linking with the silver card in the house elf's hand, and weaving directly in front of them to form a delicate door.

The house-elf pushed the door open and gestured to the two of them to come in.