"Damn!" the wizard's patience was finally exhausted by the sheer number of papers, and he slammed the tin drawer inside, "What the hell is going on..."

The wizard didn't have a chance to say any more, and after he finished smashing the drawer, his eyes turned to the filing cabinet standing next to him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The turn of her head made Caroline mistakenly think that he was going to turn around, and immediately gave up her sneaky approach, and pounced forward like a crouching beast that had spotted its prey.

The witch didn't even realize what was going on, so the girl's two strong arms wrapped around his neck, and then he broke it hard, and there was a soft sound, and the wizard's head turned into a strange angle, and there was no more sound.

Caroline tossed the body away, patted the dust on her gloves and turned away.

Roger was already standing in the doorway, looking at the brass sign hanging from the door panel.

"The Ghost Office... I guess this one step ahead of us was sent back to rummage through the information of those pessimistic ghosts. As he spoke, he walked over to the corpse of the wizard who had received the bento and crouched down.

The corpse's eyes were red and his tired face was covered with indescribable astonishment, and it was estimated that he would never have imagined that his life would be buried in the base camp of the wizarding world.

Caroline didn't answer, and when she saw Roger squatting down and trying to fiddle with the corpse, she said speechlessly: "He's all dead, what are you still messing around with him..."

"Go and go, children don't understand and play at the same time. Roger pulled the old lady aside in a tone of repellent bear child, reached out and fumbled for a wand from the back of the corpse, and then put it in the pockets...

Touching corpses isn't just a skill in the game, maybe the dead wizard's pocket has been cast with a Traceless Stretching Charm?

As it turned out, Roger thought too much, and except for finding out three golds, six silvers, and twelve bronzes, there was nothing interesting of value.

“... Poor!" Roger gritted his teeth and threw what he found on the corpse again, and Uncle Roger didn't have to take this little money.

"Let's go, there's nothing to do here. After looking around the office again, and after taking a few drawers of files, the boy took out a few bottles of spirits from his coin bag and threw them on the floor, and then beckoned Caroline to get ready to walk out of the office.

Caroline glanced at the corpse on the ground, saw that the wand was missing, and begged her brother for it, "Where's the stick?" ”

Roger was surprised and asked, "Don't you want it?"

Caroline snorted, "Who said I didn't want it? That's my trophy to take home as a souvenir." ”

“... It's good if you're happy. Roger reluctantly handed over his wand. Sure enough, in the case of teaming, not only the experience points, but also the loot will be divided.

Don't like wizards doesn't mean you don't like magic, who doesn't like mysteries? When Roger first bought her wand, she had to come over several times to play... It's a pity that Caroline really doesn't have a talent for magic, and she doesn't release a single magic according to the spell learning textbook...

Out of the ghost office, I walked all the way to the werewolf registration office directly, and there was no other obstacle.

Judging from the window, this office is much smaller than the ghost office just now, and the number of desks has shrunk dramatically, let alone the filing cabinets.

Although werewolves are bitten every year, the registration of werewolves means that they are monitored by the Ministry of Magic, and they will also be made public, making it even more difficult to hide this and that. And it's okay for people to beat you, but you can't beat people, and you're completely in the position of a prisoner reserve in Azkaban... Except for those who can't think about it, there are very few werewolves who take the initiative to register.

So in addition to those werewolves who have long been hung up, there are only those werewolves whose identities have been forcibly or accidentally revealed.

Ghosts are different, if there is no accident in this thing, there is no natural dissipation, it is not a problem to wander in the world for hundreds of years, so once it accumulates, the number is quite considerable, after all, if one day a ghost is bored and scares a group of Muggles, then the information may have to be turned to more than a thousand years ago.

Roger pulled out two wires and crouched down to pick the lock, only to find that there was no keyhole under the spherical doorknob.

“...... Hey, hey!," the boy scolded as he stared at the door. In fact, it's normal for wizards to open doors without keys, okay.

"What to do, kick it open?" Caroline looked at the wooden door panels and frames, feeling that this kind of thing should not stop her kicking.

"No," Roger shook his head and pulled his wand out of his pocket, ready to unleash the Lock Charm. But on closer thought, he put his wand back away.

"What about the spoils of war you just had? The boy said as he stretched out his hand to his sister. There's an investigative spell like the Flashback Pre-Spell, and there's nothing wrong with being a little more careful. But Traceline didn't care so much, the fainting security wizard downstairs covered him.

"Why? don't you have one?" Caroline snorted vigilantly, but still handed over the wand she had captured.

"Just a little bit of insurance. Roger took his wand and gestured towards the doorknob: "Alaho Cave!"

There was a slight click of the lock spring, and the office door popped open a crack in response.

Don't expect a light switch in the Ministry's office, Caroline stepped in and took advantage of the bright light of the hallway to take out the files in the filing cabinet.

Roger leaned over and wanted to take a few looks, but was pushed by the old lady: "Get up, you're blocking the light." ”

The boy pouted, snatched the papers from Caroline's hand, put them in his coin purse, and scattered the files from the ghost office.

Caroline was about to have a seizure when Roger pulled out a few bottles of spirits again and threw them on the filing cabinet: "Okay, we'll see when we get back, we don't have that much time to waste here now." ”

With that, the boy walked out of the werewolf registration office and headed for the werewolf capture unit not far from here.

Caroline gritted her teeth and followed.

Open the office of the werewolf capture unit according to the law, and there are many more files in it than in the registration office.

And a large part of the archival photographs are marked with bright red crosses and stamped with a red stamp of 'Tracking, High Danger'.

Empty all the filing cabinets, and toss the remaining ghost files to the ground, before dropping the bottle on it.

"You go back, and when you see a door that doesn't please you, you kick it open, and I'll go inside, lest I stop at the werewolf and arouse suspicion. Roger took out more than a dozen bottles of spirits and stuffed them into the old lady's arms and instructed: "Kick it open, throw two bottles, and burn it for a long time." ”