Chapter 468 466. British Ministry of Magic
Breakfast was delivered to the door of his room according to the time Jon set for Bork.
The food was made in full compliance with his requirements, allowing Jon to experience the absolute privilege of pure blood in this magical society.
After filling his stomach, he glanced at the time on his watch. It would be a while before the Ministry of Magic started to work.
So he finally checked all his outfit and employment consent form. From the black briefcase on the bedside, he found a magic wand about 9 inches long.
According to the information that Jon has memorized in his mind, he can easily recognize that this is the original Spike Ollivander's wand, with an apple wood body and a fire dragon core.
He put away his wand, took the applewood wand with him, and walked out of the room after confirming that it was almost time.
At this time, some wizards were already sitting in the bar downstairs. They were all enjoying breakfast, listening to the whispers, and the most talked about was the public trial held by Wu Pingxian and Dumbledore's speech to England. The thing about the Ministry of Magic declaring war.
Jon didn't listen carefully to what they were saying, but swaggered with his briefcase and said to Bock who was busy in front of the bar.
"Go to Diagon Alley to find my uncle and grandpa for the expenses these days."
The wizards who encountered Jon consciously avoided it. Spike had lived in the Leaky Cauldron for a while, and anyone who came here often knew his background.
Even among the pure-blood families, the Ollivander family is already the most famous of all the crumbs in the world, but pure blood is pure blood after all, no matter how good the reputation is, no half-blood would want to provoke it.
Bock even bowed his head for a while, and sent Jon, the great god, out of his bar. After watching his back really leave, the old wizard who used to be Voldemort's boss breathed a sigh of relief.
After leaving the Leaky Cauldron, Jon found the public toilet in London according to the information in the file.
Compared with other public toilets, this place is extremely busy, but there is a strange force protecting the surroundings of this building, so that those Muggles who are not in urgent need can subconsciously find various reasons to avoid it, and then Go find another restroom.
But there are always some people in strange costumes who keep walking in, but it is rare to see some of them coming out of it.
Jon didn't understand why the Ministry of Magic chose a public toilet as the entrance for employees to go to work. He could only attribute it to the evil taste of a certain Minister of Magic.
From the information, he learned that in fact, normal employees seldom enter the Ministry of Magic to work through this entrance, and most of them use Apparition to teleport directly to their jobs.
That's right, in most cases, there are no anti-apparition restrictions in the British Ministry of Magic, but as happened yesterday, of course the entire Ministry of Magic has fully activated anti-apparition magic today, except for those high-level Officials, such as the directors and directors of various departments, have a special Floo network that can directly reach the outside, and everyone else needs to go through the routine, that is, the passage in this public toilet to return to work in the Ministry of Magic.
This happens to be helping Jon.
He has never been to the British Ministry of Magic, and of course he cannot use apparation to teleport there directly. In normal times, there is no need for apparation. A young master from a pure-blooded family like him actually has to go to the public toilet. A regular channel, sure to get the attention of others.
And today's situation made it reasonable for him to take the conventional channel.
There are a lot of people in the public toilets, employees of the entire Ministry of Magic have to queue up to work, and there is a long queue outside every toilet cubicle.
After seeing Jon walking in with a briefcase, especially seeing the Ollivander family crest embroidered on the robe he was wearing, the team closest to him immediately reacted.
The employees who were queuing behind took a step back together, and lowered their heads facing Jon, obviously making room for him.
Jon acted very naturally about this. He raised his head and didn't even look at these mixed-race employees. As if everything was as it should be, he pushed the door and walked into the cubicle.
After closing the door, he didn't stop, and pressed the flush button on the toilet. The next moment, the water in the toilet was flushed down, and Jon's whole body twisted instantly, and disappeared into place along with the water that was pumped away. .
The next second, his feet landed on another solid ground.
People are still appearing around, all of them are wearing straight boards, and they are either carrying a briefcase like Jon, or holding a stack of heavy documents.
Jon saw clearly that he was currently in a huge hall, similar to a place, he adjusted the tie around his neck, and then walked towards the Ministry of Magic.
Everyone who notices the badge on his chest will consciously lower their heads, make way for him, and let him go first.
Of course, there are some wizards like him who don't pay attention to the people around them at all. They just walk towards the Ministry of Magic with their heads up. They also have the family crests of different families in front of them.
This is the most different place between the Ministry of Magic and the previous Hogwarts Castle.
In the castle, students of different bloodlines are divided into different colleges. Even if they have some communication, it is still a minority. Therefore, even if there is a straightforward difference in status, students of mixed blood are not very intuitive. It's just that in the usual education, they are constantly reminded that they are a bunch of second-class citizens.
But after breaking away from the protection of the school and coming to the workplace, this difference in identity is very obvious.
Pure blood has an absolute status advantage over any other blood, especially in the Ministry of Magic, the largest workplace in the entire magic world, it is even more straightforward.
Jon didn't have time to express so much. He didn't come here this time to do social practice, but to have more important things.
After coming to the front hall of the Ministry of Magic, he saw the stone statue of "Magic is power" that was erected after Voldemort completely controlled the Ministry of Magic.
In front of the entrance hall, there are Aurors guarding there. They are checking the wands of every Ministry of Magic employee who enters, and they have to verify their authenticity.
But the privilege of pure blood is clearly reflected here. Those wizards with family crests on their chests can directly bypass this inspection and enter the Ministry of Magic without restriction.
The Aurors wouldn't stop them, and everyone else took it for granted.
Jon, like the other purebloods, walked into the Ministry of Magic with a briefcase in his hand.
Want to impose any restrictions on pure blood, it can only be ordered by Voldemort himself, and if he really ordered, then not only Aurors but also Death Eaters will be here to check.
Mixed-race Aurors with impure blood are of course not qualified to conduct such a rude verification of pure blood.
Jon once again experienced the convenience of pure-blood privileges, which are two extremes from when he sneaked into Hogwarts Castle pretending to be a numb.
Because most of the hybrids are still stuck outside and undergoing censorship one by one, the people who enter the elevator at this time are basically pure-blood wizards with badges on their chests.
". You came here after hearing the wind?"
"At the last gathering, everyone was talking about this time, and the Department of Mysteries was the focus."
"That means that the people who can come in this time are all our own?"
"At the top level, we don't know the attitude of Slughorn for the time being. Among the new recruits, Ollivander is the one we want to win over. There are very few people in their family who work in the Ministry of Magic, and they probably don't know yet. this matter."
"Wait, here he comes."
After Jon walked into the elevator, the people inside stopped talking.
The entire Ministry of Magic is very large, and there are many employees in it. Among them, they are used to being bums at home, and there are many pure-blood young masters who want to experience life in the Ministry of Magic.
Coupled with the identity Jon is currently pretending to be - Spike Ollivander is a student who graduated from Hogwarts Castle only two years ago. After graduation, he spent more than a year at home partying all day long. After entering the job, I have only worked in the Ministry of Magic for less than a year, so the interpersonal relationship is not that complicated.
Jon only needs to remember the faces and names of the few people he usually talks to, and the people standing in the elevator are obviously nodding acquaintances at most.
He was the last one to enter the elevator. There were six or seven people standing inside, but the atmosphere seemed very silent, and the only floor button that was pressed was the ninth floor.
That is the position of the Department of Mysteries in the Ministry of Magic, and it is also the destination of Jon's trip.
This also means that the final destination of all the people in this elevator is the Department of Mysteries, and they are likely to be Jon's future colleagues.
Jon didn't look much at this, he just noticed the badges embroidered on the two chests standing in front of him from the corner of his eye.
They are from two new-school pure-blood families, and they are not members of the old-school sacred twenty-eight families.
The main hall is on the eighth floor, and the elevator descended for a few seconds before they arrived at the Department of Mysteries on the ninth floor.
After the elevator door opened, Jon was surrounded by people around him and filed out.
Out of the elevator fence, in front of them was a simple corridor, except for a few candlesticks on the surrounding walls, there was nothing else, not even a portrait or a tapestry.
A group of purebloods walked along the corridor silently, and soon they came to the end of the corridor and the only door here.
The black door is very plain, with no patterns on it, not even a handle.
A pure-blood witch walking in the front put her hand on the black door, and pushed it open.
Behind the door is also a pure black space, but it is in a circular shape as a whole. Jon and other purebloods walked in together. After entering, they found that even the ceiling and floor are black.
Around them, including the door that led them in, there were a total of twelve identical black doors that didn't even have door handles.
When they walked into the house, the door they came in was closed by itself, and then the circular room began to rotate, and the twelve doors seemed to be moved from fast to slow, and finally Only then slowly came to a stillness.
But at this time, Jon and the others couldn't tell which door they walked in from.
Fortunately, there is no one waiting for them in this room.
In the middle of the black room, a middle-aged witch wearing glasses was sitting at a table. There was also a badge embroidered on her delicate scarlet robe, which Jon could recognize. It was the Holy Two. The crest of the Parkinson family, one of the eighteen families.
"I knew you would definitely come on the last day. Fortunately, I didn't wait here for the first few days."
The Parkinson witch grumbled and pulled out a form.
"Hurry up, don't waste my time, check the sign-in form according to your own name, all you need to do is these, wait in the lounge for anyone, after everyone arrives at noon today, you guys You can wait for the leaders in each hall."
Some of them are obviously familiar with this witch.
"Mrs. Parkinson, is there room for us to choose our jobs after joining the company?"
"Do you think this is your backyard? The people above us have spent such a high price to complete the replacement of the entire Department of Mysteries. You still have to choose a space!"
It's obviously not a reprimand from her, it's more like a joke.
It was precisely because of this that after her voice fell, laughter rang out from all around.
Jon also smiled, but in fact he was watching this scene with cold eyes.
After getting the information and learning about the strange movements of the Ministry of Magic in the Department of Mysteries recently, to when he entered the elevator just now and finally heard a few of them talking, and now these pure-bloods have spoken without hesitation, Joe En can clearly feel that these people have formed a school of their own.
In the upper-level power structure of the magic world that was originally controlled by pure blood, it split into its own circle.
While Jon was observing, he was facing a black door that was suddenly opened from the inside.
A fat, old man with a smile on his face all the time and a beard like a walrus came out from inside.
"Ha, that's great, the newcomer has arrived at Elena."
Hearing his voice, a chrysanthemum-like smile bloomed on the face of the witch called Mrs. Parkinson.
"Yes, just like I talked to you before, Horace, they are all extremely lazy, and those who can report at this time on the last day are hard-working people."
"I'm short of manpower right now. You know, there are too many materials left by the former deputy director. They have already signed in, haven't they? Then let me pick someone first, so that my old arms and legs Can take a break. Well, it's him, the Ollivander boy."
(end of this chapter)