Sherlock walked down the dimly lit hallway to the door that looked like a storage room, and he knocked politely and rhythmically, but received no response, and Sherlock waited thirty seconds for the door to continue knocking, a second time, a third time, until the other party was sure to knock on the office door, and there was a sound of searching and tidying up from inside. Vertices are updated the fastest

"I'm sorry......" The door opened to reveal a well-dressed middle-aged man, but the office inside was cluttered, and Sherlock even saw fast-food restaurant delivery packages piled on the floor, and there were even leftover chicken wings and fried chicken nuggets in KFC's red bag.

There was a sweet and greasy smell of fried oil in the office, which brought Sherlock to an oil mill.

"I'm sorry...... At first, I thought that it was someone else, doing that kind of thing next door, it would make a knock knock sound, and there was a not very strong wooden bed in the next room, because it was relatively secluded in the embassy, so there were often staff members who would run to the next door**, the sound of the wooden bed hitting the wall was very similar to the knocking sound, and every time I was annoyed! ”

The other party babbled and explained that he was very ashamed of the dirty and messy environment of the office, in fact, such an environment can be solved immediately with a 'clean spell', and his wand is a white, most likely birch wand, which is placed next to the fried chicken bag, which makes the outside of the wand also stained with a layer of oil.

As soon as the wand was pulled, Sherlock knew he was in the right place.

"Clean ......" As soon as the other party waved his wand, he said two words, and immediately paused, as if he braked suddenly, and then choked on saliva, coughed, and his face turned red.

"Ahem...... Before I do, I want to know, are you here for something? It can't be someone else's child who is getting lost in the embassy, right? "He came to his senses, if Sherlock wasn't here because of his work, but because he was an ordinary Muggle boy, then it was a very serious disciplinary feud for him to cast a spell in front of a Muggle, after all, he was also a staff member of the British Ministry of Magic stationed here.

"I'll do it anyway." Sherlock snapped his fingers.

The other party could feel a very strong magic power exploding in Sherlock's body, and it was completely possible for Sherlock to clean up a new spell, silently casting spells and casting spells without a wand.

The small office was like a whirlpool, all the garbage bags, packaging boxes, and even uneaten fried chicken nuggets, which were swept by the whirlwind and squeezed into a huge garbage ball in mid-air, and the greasy on the table, the black dirt on the walls, including the greasy marks on the birch in the other party's hands, were also directly sucked away.

Sherlock snapped his fingers again, and the garbage ball vanished.

"Oh my God......! Oh, my God......! Oh, my God......! The other party seemed to have turned on the repeater.

"Merlin is on top, I don't have a problem with my eyes...... Wait a minute...... At your age...... Coupled with such a superb wandless spell casting, silently casting spells...... "The other party walked around Sherlock, his eyes carefully looking, "so handsome, excellent, and this good-looking blonde, so temperamental...... You're from a pure-blood family, aren't you, you're a pure-blood wizard, and I think people are very discerning......"

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, the other party knocked on his head, ran to the desk and began to rummage, his desk may have never been so neat, and soon found a newspaper from inside, "I just said you look familiar, I mean...... I'm sorry......"

The other party bowed respectfully towards Sherlock, "It turned out to be the Prince of Spells, Mr. Mephisto himself, it really made me ......" The other party's mouth trembled and said two words, "excited." ”

"There's no need to be so excited, I'm just here to go through the immigration procedures." Sherlock placed his ID on the other party's desk.

"Yes, of course, wizards who come here are naturally here to go through the entry procedures for wizards, because Israel is a different country, and even wizards here have to hold Muggle visas and passports to enter." The other person took a serious look at Sherlock's papers, and then took out new ones from the drawer.

"My name is Ramad Carlo, and I am very honored to go through the immigration procedures for you, Mr. Sherlock, this is your license to use your wand, with this certificate you can use your wand as an English wizard in Israel, as long as you don't do bad things, and use it at will for Muggles, of course, even if you use it, no one will stop you, because the borders of Israel are different, I have been working here for more than twenty years, and you are still the first wizard I received, and you are so famous......"

Sherlock took the papers and planned to leave, it was not easy for the other party to be able to work in this position for more than twenty years, and Sherlock was the first wizard from England that the other party had taken seriously in twenty years.

It may be precisely because Israel does not establish a magical regime in the country that the British Ministry of Magic has to establish a special department in the Israeli embassy, in the Muggle government unit, and only arrange for one wizard to work.

Sherlock left the office, and Ramad didn't seem to have recovered from his first serious work in twenty years.

When Sherlock walked out of the office and re-entered the dimly lit hallway, he smelled what seemed to be a faint floral scent of violets in the hallway, very strong, and Sherlock was sure that it was some kind of brand of perfume.

"You're here for my dad?"

The soft girl's voice sounded beside him, it was the room next door that Ramaud had said that men and women often went into the passionate exercise, and Sherlock saw a girl who was only two or three years older than him standing there prettyly.

Even if this place is relatively dim, Sherlock felt at first glance that the other party was a very beautiful girl, with a slender figure, a small waist and a soft waist, and the most important thing was that the other party was very hot, convex and backward, especially on the chest, Sherlock thought that the other party was a padded prosthesis, and the two balloons were propped up in a thin shirt.

The United Kingdom has already spent Halloween, but the other party is still wearing a crop top, probably because of the Middle East, Sherlock also felt very hot when he first came here.

The other party's unrestrained and hot outfit made Sherlock's eyes dare not stare at each other all the time, she had long brown hair, and happened to appear in this room, which made Sherlock mistakenly think that the other party was one of the girls who came over to passionately, but when he looked inside, he found that this girl was the only one.

Plus she asks Sherlock if she's coming to her dad.

Immediately Sherlock understood that this must be the daughter of Ramaud.