A good girl always attracts the attention of men, and in school days, Catherine never lacked suitors, and was the envy of countless girls, but she knew that most boys pursued themselves more of a show off and vanity.

Finally getting rid of the group of suitors who were like flies, Catherine and Nicholas went to the waiting room of the International Floo Network, because there were always people on the way to greet her, and they were a few minutes late, but the other party did not seem to have arrived in the United States through the International Floo Network.

Nicholas is inquiring about news with an old acquaintance, Mr. Nathan.

"It's normal to procrastinate for a few minutes, and I've never seen anyone on time. Employee Nathan wasn't surprised by the delay on the French side, he had been working here for several years, and this kind of thing was a lot of the case, "You can't expect people from other countries to keep time, and besides, there is a little bit of a discrepancy in the schedules on both sides." ”

A small error?

After waiting for half an hour, Catherine felt that her patience was being quickly drained, especially since there was an annoying guy named Carter next to her, who was always looking for topics to talk to her.

I clearly rejected the other party when I was in school.

At this time, there was movement in the fireplace leading to Europe, and a teenager who looked very young almost fell into the fireplace, and seemed to be very unsuitable for using the international Floo network.

"Mr. Anderson?" asked Nicholas, reaching out to help the boy out of the fireplace, tentatively, "you are younger than I thought. ”

"Sorry, there was an accident on the French side, and the time was delayed by half an hour. ”

When Albert heard someone call him, he looked sideways at the old man in front of him, compared it with the photo person in his memory, and then reached out to shake Nicholas' hand and said, "Hello, Mr. Nicholas." This must be Miss Catherine, who is even more beautiful than in the pictures. ”

"You know me?" Catherine frowned slightly.

To be honest, she was surprised that the young man in front of her, known as Mr. Anderson, was at most fourteen or fifteen years old, and he was really the heir of the legendary Wildsmith?

Doesn't it mean that the heirs are all adults?

"Mr. Sierra showed me a picture of you, and he said you were a genius. Of course, I think your beauty is in no way inferior to your talent. ”

Albert was indeed a little surprised, this Miss Catherine was very beautiful, and she was not inferior to the girls of the Delacour family who had the blood of the Lady.

Catherine noticed that Albert quickly looked away, and realized that the boy was different from other men who complimented her, and that it was just a heartfelt compliment.

This kind of unhesitating praise made Catherine's depressed mood when she waited a lot better.

"Welcome to America, Mr. Anderson. ”

Catherine glanced at Carter, who had just harassed her, stepped forward to give Albert a polite kiss, and introduced herself with a smile, "I'm Catherine, Nicholas's granddaughter. ”

"Are all American girls so enthusiastic?" Albert muttered, a little stunned.

He never thought of himself as a Garon, loved by everyone. He quickly found the reason from an unkind gaze, and couldn't help but frown.

Probably because his outfit was out of place in the waiting room of the International Floo Network, several wizards nearby cast curious glances.

However, Serra soon appeared in the fireplace, and after a brief hug with Nicholas, he said with a smile: "This trip is really choking, the French side has made a little trick to keep us for half an hour longer." ”

Just then, an untimely voice sounded next to it.

"Two gentlemen, please register here. ”

The Ministry of Magic staff member who had cast an unkind look at him just now said to Albert and Serra: "According to the regulations of the Magical Congress of the United States, all members of the American magical society (including citizens and tourists) are required to carry a wand permit, please apply for a temporary certificate here." ”

With that, he took the two of them to the counter next to him to apply for a temporary wand permit.

Albert looked at the other party and frowned slightly, because he felt that this person did not seem to be very friendly, and he couldn't help but glance at Miss Catherine next to him, and he could probably guess what was going on.

"This man is sick!" he muttered.

After seeing Serra get his wand licensed, Albert heard a voice ringing in his ear, "I'm sorry sir, you're underage!"

Albert saw that the corners of the other party's mouth were slightly hooked, and he couldn't help frowning, looking at the other party expressionlessly, waiting for him to continue to finish speaking.

"In the United States, underage wizards are not allowed to have wands. ”

"I know, but that's America. Albert reminded.

"Yes. The man did not deny this, and said softly, "According to the rules, I am afraid that I will not be able to issue you a wand license, and your wand will have to be kept in the Ministry of Magic for the time being." ”

"Oh. Albert suddenly asked, "If the U.S. Ministry of Magic loses its wand, will it compensate for it?"

"What?"

"I mean, if the wand placed in the U.S. Department of Magic is lost or damaged, will the Ministry of Magic compensate for it?" Albert repeated.

"We're not going to ...... Lose. The man's expression stiffened slightly.

"So, you're not going to make reparations, are you?" said Albert suddenly.

"If you're not willing to hand over your wand to the Ministry of Magic for safekeeping, we're afraid you're not welcome. Carter's expression was a little odd.

"Oh, can you represent the entire U.S. Ministry of Magic?"

"I'm sorry, it's the rule, please don't embarrass me. The smile on Carter's face grew more and more hypocritical.

"You're deliberately trying to embarrass me. Albert handed the wand directly to Carter and said calmly, "Because I didn't have a wand with me, it was just a commemorative gift from a friend when I was in France, it was just a wooden wand with a signature at the end." ”

Carter finally looked at the handle of the wand, his expression became more and more ugly, he seemed to not believe in evil, and waved it a few more times, but to no avail.

Albert's wand had been sent back to England with the Wizard's Chess Championship trophy not long ago, as he had predicted something from the crystal ball last night and sent all the magic items on his body back to England.

"From the beginning, you were mistaken. Albert said calmly, "If you don't believe me, you can check it out for yourselves." Of course, you have to apologize afterwards. ”

Seeing the other party's expression that could be checked at will, Carter was more uncomfortable than eating a fly, and the other party was obviously adamant that he couldn't find the wand.

Catherine looked at Carter, whose cheeks were becoming more and more distorted, and her expression became more and more strange.

In the end, the Ministry of Magic checked.

Albert asked for a cup of Assam tea.

At that time, the U.S. Ministry of Magic didn't plan to invite him to tea, and was going to send people away.

Albert revealed that he had just won the International Wizarding Chess Championship, and that returning reporters would certainly be interested in his trip to the United States.

In response, the U.S. Department of Magic had to pinch its nose and apologize for their faux pas.

The four of them drank black tea for half an hour in the living room of the American Ministry of Magic before leaving.

"Why do that. Catherine asked, frowning.

"I don't think you're going to be a delirant!" said Albert suddenly, "So, you don't see the malice in that guy's eyes, and I dare say that if I leave my wand there, it might break or be lost." ”

"As for why, of course it's because you kissed me back then, and that idiot is now overwhelmed by jealousy, but it's normal, 90 percent of the people who work in the Ministry of Magic are that kind of thing. ”

"I haven't had time to teach Catherine Occlumency and Regents yet. Nicholas explained, and he could see that Mr. Anderson was highly skilled in the Mind of the Deception.

"I finally know why people don't want to come to the United States. Albert turned to Sierra and said, "I'm afraid I won't be in the United States again."