Different from the open, free and energetic atmosphere of the American No-Maj society, the degree of closure and isolation between the American magical community and the No-Maj society is also among the top among many magical civilizations in the world, and the "Wizarding Secrecy Law" has been more strictly implemented here.

Because of some famous historical events, such as:

The Salem Witch Trials of the 17th century, the 18th-century hack-to-tails of Hakawi's raids on No-Maj, the late 18th-century Witch Dorcus Twelve-Trees leaking the wizarding world to her lover Muggles, the Bigfoot Rebellion of the 19th century, and the chaos of Grindelwald and Newt Scamander and their adorable critters in the 20s.

For quite some time, the U.S. Wizarding Congress did not even allow No-Maj wizards to reveal the existence of the wizarding world to their close relatives, and this law was not repealed until the middle of the century.

It was because of these widespread and serious events that the Magical Congress of the United States introduced a law that required any wizard to be present in the country, whether resident or visitor, to carry a wand permit, which allowed him to track all magical activity and identify the perpetrator through the wand.

And this rule does not exist in any magical civilization outside of the United States.

But the famous, disgusting wand licensing office for foreign tourists and locals alike, has not received much attention within the Magical Congress of the United States.

Although it shares the Woolworths Building with the No-Maji, the space belonging to the wizard is more than twice as large as that of the No-Maji, and in the affluent space of hundreds of floors, the Wand Permit Office is actually placed in a warehouse stacked with contraband, and every time someone comes here to run errands, they have to keep their heads down and walk through the high and low metal stairs, beware of the shelves that are stuffed to the brim, and whether there will be something interesting coming out of the boxes that say 'No Touch' for you to take a bite of.

Moreover, there are not many staff in this department, one office director is also the director of another department, and two staff members ensure that someone can work the night shift.

Chago screamed briskly, he wiped his face vigorously with both hands, and made a snoring sound,

"Sorry, I slept in a daze. Oh, you've reminded me that these troubles are behind me, and honestly, if you think so, I'm here for a good time! ”

Amelia's eyes flashed with hesitation, and she couldn't decide whether to wake up her colleague because no one liked to work in such a cold and boring department. So, generally only people who make mistakes will be arranged to either do it or get out, that's it.

"You haven't gotten off work yet, what's going on with this box, your office has found contraband from those stupid tourists, but you've sent it to the wrong place, haven't you, I'm in charge of wands here!"

It could be seen that Amelia was in a hurry, but Chago did not delay any longer, and he hurried back to his seat to issue a certificate of handover of items.

"It's not in order, Chago."

"You said that Amosta Blaine! The Ministry of Security is going to confiscate his wand, oh, is Graves crazy, he thinks his family can have power in the parliament to cover the sky, he wants to confiscate Amosta Blaine's wand Oh God, Chairman Kohaug... Oh, he's not here."

Chago shuddered, and became a little more conscious, he noticed the cardboard boxes and scattered papers on the ground, and impatiently drew his wand and waved it, not thinking about what was going on, but his eyes fell on Amelia, and he saw her holding a wooden box,

Amelia said with a straight look, and she was in time to say before Chago was going to say a lot of nonsense again,

"Sorry, Chago, I'm in a hurry, so, if you don't mind, proof."

"Can you ask Mr. Bryan for an autograph for me, my girlfriend loves his fire magic!"

The pale blonde haired messy guy said with a frantic look on his face, he seemed to be dazed and hadn't figured out where he was now.

"There's a wand in the box."

"Amosta Blaine is visiting Congress, do you understand, Amelia, this is really not a trivial matter, why is it not reported in the newspapers at all? Isn't there anything serious the Ghost Newspaper can do other than follow boring elections and those magical beasts that have gone missing? ”

Amelia looked down at the box in her arms, and her tone was slightly heavier,

"The Ministry of Security does not allow Mr. Amosta Blaine to carry his wand after entering the country, they are not allowed to issue him a wand permit, so, I brought his wand with me, Chago, I need you to keep Mr. Blaine's wand and write me a certificate of acceptance, I need to show it to the Ministry of Security."

"Oh, poor Amosta Blaine, how did he get into provoking those bastards at the Ministry of Security?"

"Oh, I'm sorry--"

Crash!

"Oh, I think--"

"Amosta Blaine's wand, if it appears on the black market, must be worth more than those magical beasts that may have been poached out of the country, I have to be careful, if something goes wrong, I'm afraid I'll have to pick up Dylan's class--"

The mood will be terrible, and so will the temper. Amelia thought that if she was thrown into this department, it would probably be the same, but she couldn't stand here stupidly all night, she would have to go to the security department later.

Pursing her lips, Amelia pulled her wand out of her pocket and pointed lightly at the shelf, which immediately shook slightly, and—

Bang!

With the heavy sound of landing and the smoke and dust, the guy who was snoring with his legs crossed on the desk immediately opened his eyes and jumped up from his chair.

Chago pursed his lips, he took the box handed by Amelia, and casually threw it on the table (this action made Amelia's eyes flash with dissatisfaction), and then, he opened the drawer to write the proof, but as soon as he picked up the parchment, his movements suddenly froze, and he looked at Amelia in confusion and confusion,

"Amosta Blaine?" Chago blinked vigorously, "Which Amosta Bryan are you talking about?" ”

This scene is quite interesting, the corners of Amelia's mouth tilted, and she said to Chago who was gasping for breath,

Chago lowered his head and looked at the box with awe, but then at Amelia's eyes were full of confusion,

"What's wrong?"

Dylan was in charge of guarding the gates of Congress.

"What is it?" Chago asked with interest.

"Chago?" Amelia's brown eyes flashed with an apologetic hint and whispered.

"It's none of your business anymore, is it, Chago?"

After a long night, Chago grunted in disappointment with nothing to do, and he picked up the wooden box and tried to stuff it into the shelf behind him, but in the middle of the way, he suddenly changed his mind and left Amelia's sight with the wooden box instead, and walked into the passage separated by the messy shelves, only to reappear after a while.

"You forgot to write the time--"

"Amelia, you're here to report to me, tell me, what did you lose, the poison horned beast is still Kemera, don't tell those five-legged monsters are gone, my heart can't stand this!"

As soon as Amelia got up, Chago jumped up, scratching his messy hair a few times, and his eyes were as big as two years old.

Amelia, who watched the scene with her head tilted, pointed out his omission before Chago could hand him the proof.

Chago asked in surprise, and then, he finally noticed where he was now, and the bloodshot in his eyes quickly dissipated.

"yes, it's okay!"

After wandering around the small space for a moment, Amelia topped a cardboard box above a shelf, which seemed to be stuffed with a pile of papers.

"It's okay?!"

Amelia finally found a chance to speak, she glanced at the acceptance certificate that Chago took out, hoping that Chago would receive the hint, but Chago only looked at her,

"It's because Mr. Blaine didn't come as vice president of the International Confederation of Wizards or some other capacity, he was dealing with things in his private capacity."

Amelia stood in the dimly lit and chaotic wand permission office with the box where Amosta's two wands were kept, her eyes falling on the desk and sleeping soundly, in fact, it was not too late, but it was the turn of the inverted frieze on duty this month had already fallen asleep.

The gray eyes that were not bloodshot were sleepy, but their eyes were wandering around,

"Those damn dangerous creatures are gone?"

Chago, who had made up the time after the payment, handed the certificate to Amelia, who took the slip and double-checked it, and after finding no more problems, thanked him and prepared to leave.

"Oh-" Amelia quickened her tone, she still had a lot of places to run tonight, "yes, yes. International Wizards United"

Looking at Amelia, who disappeared in the blink of an eye, Chago yelled loudly into the passage he had left.

(End of chapter)