Coming to the Ministry of Magic, the traces of the previous battle here have been erased, and Lockhart found that the vigilance of the Ministry of Magic has indeed increased a lot, and he who gave Lin Feng the wand he bought at the age of 11 couldn't take out a legal wand to be checked.

Although he was annoyed that he was always unable to do things, but at this time his fame came in handy, and after confirming that it was him, he entered it without handing over his wand.

After handing over the official letter from the Chinese government to the Department of International Wizarding Exchange and Cooperation, he came to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

"Rufus, congratulations on your promotion. ”

"Hmph, I don't want this kind of promotion, I don't want ......" After becoming the director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, the faint murderous aura in Scrimthour's eyes became more sophisticated and sharp, making Lockhart a little afraid to look at him, "Amelia is a very competent director, and her death is a huge loss for us!"

"How did this happen?" asked Lockhart, "did the mystery man make a move?" ”

"On my way to work, I was ambushed by at least five or six Death Eaters. ”

"Don't you use a fireplace to work at this time?" asked Loha, "what does she think?"

"There was a family that called the police and said there was a strange sign nearby, right in the middle of her house and the Ministry of Magic, so she stopped by to take a look," Scrimgeour said, with a fierce face, "and it turned out that the family was all under the Imperius curse." ”

"Alas......" Lockhart sighed regretfully.

"Traces of the scene indicate that she killed at least one Death Eater, or possibly abandoned her defenses in order to kill that one. Scrimgeour added.

"She has the strength. "But no matter what, your life is the most precious, isn't it." ”

“...... Is there anything you have to do here?" asked Scrimgeour impatiently, "Is there any new news for me?" ”

"About the Dementor ......"

"Alastor has already told me, you just have to check, and if you find it, you will notify me directly, and I will arrange a drill for the strikers and the Aurors to join forces to round up the Dementors, and when the time comes, all the remaining ones will be killed. ”

"Well, that's good," Lohart nodded, "I bought something interesting from China and brought you some gifts." ”

"Thank you, put it over there," Scrimgeour pointed to Lockhart with a table, "It's okay you can go, we're busy right now, if the professor doesn't want to do it, come over and help." ”

"Then I'll take my leave. Lockhart turned.

"By the way, I can see that Mr. Savior trusts you. Scrimgeour shouted from behind, "If it's possible, you'd better let him talk to the Ministry of Magic, it's not all rice buckets!"

"I will, at least Harry said he wanted to be an Auror when he graduated. Lockhart agreed.

"That's good!" Scrimgeour couldn't help but bring joy to his tone, "Tell him more wonderful stories about your time as an Auror, you can make it up, you're good at it, aren't you." ”

"Yes!" Lockhart rolled his eyes and left Scrimgeoier's office.

After leaving the office, Lockhart immediately went to Diagon Alley, ready to buy a wand registered with the Ministry of Magic, otherwise it would be inconvenient in daily life.

For the first time, the Leaky Cauldron seemed so deserted and empty. The bustling crowd of people used to be gone, except for Tom, the owner, who had a wrinkled face and a tooth loss. As soon as Lockhart entered, Tom looked up hopefully, as if hoping that a guest had come.

"Mr. Lockhart, would you like a drink? ”

"No, I'm going to Diagon Alley now," Lockhart couldn't bear to see how the bar was deserted, and threw a Galleon over, "I'll come for a drink next time, it's the prepaid drink, I hope the store stays open." ”

"Of course the shop will always be open, you walk slowly. Tom happily put the gold galleons away, and Lockhart walked through the bar, to the cold little courtyard behind which the bins were kept, and knocked on a brick in the wall, where an opening immediately appeared, leading to a winding cobblestone path.

Diagon Alley has completely changed. The windows used to display spell books, potion ingredients, and cauldrons, all of which were now invisible, but were obscured by large notices posted by the Ministry of Magic. Most of these intimidating purple notices were enlarged versions of the safety advisories in the pamphlets distributed by the Ministry of Magic during the summer, and some of them featured black-and-white photos of wanted Death Eaters activating in black. Antony Dolokhov sneered menacingly at the door of the nearby pharmacy. Several windows were nailed with planks, including the florin. Fosco's little ice cream shop. On the other hand, many dilapidated stalls suddenly popped up on both sides of the street. The nearest stall was set up under a stained striped canopy outside the Blotts, with a cardboard sign nailed to it:

Amulet: Effective against werewolves, dementors, and necromancers

A scruffy little wizard peddled a string of silver mascots chained to passers-by and shook them to the ground.

"Sir, buy one. He shook the things in his hand at Lockhart, "Even if you're good at dealing with dark arts, you won't be able to block the attacks from behind!"

Lockhart walked over as if he hadn't seen it, and many passers-by had annoyed and anxious expressions on their faces, and no one stopped to speak. Buyers are all sticking together in groups of three or five, heading straight for what they want to buy, and no one seems to be shopping alone like they are.

Lockhart casually went to a wand shop and bought a wand, and to be honest, he had always scoffed at the idea that wands were in their hands, and that there were indeed subtle differences between different wands in different hands, but that was due to spell-casting habits. Eleven-year-olds have never learned to cast spells at all, so it is more difficult to pick a wand. And Lockhart is just buying a wand that he doesn't want to use, and he picks it at will.

After buying his wand, he went straight to the Weasley brothers' new store to see if they had anything new to sell.

"Professor Lockhart!" exclaimed one of the twins, in surprise, "did you bring us something from China?" ”

"I don't think it's as interesting as anything in your store. Lockhart laughed and said, "What's new in the store?" ”

"Basically nothing new, and the Hogsmeade store here will have it too. ”

"Let the professor see the good things we have developed independently!"

George lifted a curtain next to Muggle magic supplies, and Lockhart saw a darker, but less cramped, room, with low-key product packaging on the shelves.

"We've just developed these more stringent products. "It's funny to say......

"You can't believe that so many people, not even those who work in the Ministry of Magic, can't pronounce a decent Iron Spell. "Of course, they didn't meet a professor as good as you." ”

"Any professor would teach the Iron Armor Charm, it's because they didn't learn it well. ”

"Or maybe we didn't, but the professor explained the principles to us every time he was in class," George complimented, "so we learned well." ”

"Hehe, so, have you passed the guò senior wizard level exam? Lockhart asked.

PS: (It's just a novel!) I don't want to explain to the author's reactionary Luther, who even reads the novel, after all, the author works during the day and Warcraft at night, and there is not much time.) ）