Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

After running out of the Auror office with Ginny, Harry asked with some confusion, "Why do you want me to run out with you? Wait, wouldn't it be better for Robert and the others?"

Ginny glared at Harry with a hateful look, "Don't you know you should leave some space for others?"

Harry's face was filled with confusion.

Ginny curled her lips in dissatisfaction, "If you like to be with them, then go back. I can visit the Ministry of Magic by myself." After saying that, the little girl snorted, turned around and left.

Harry trotted to catch up, and Ginny immediately showed a happy smile, which dazzled Harry's eyes.

"Just being with Ginny seems to be a good idea." Harry suddenly had such an idea.

"Speaking of which, the best place in the Ministry of Magic is the sixth floor!" Ginny said happily, "You will definitely like it too!"

Harry was pulled forward by Ginny and ran forward. His head was so dizzy that he didn't hear what Ginny was saying at all and could only nod mechanically.

The two of them walked hand in hand to the sixth floor of the Ministry of Magic. Looking at the piled shelves, Harry's eyes widened!

Ah, that's Nimbus 2000, and 2001!

In the Sweep series, the acceleration time is too short, and the normal speed is surprisingly slow, so I don't like it.

Oh, Comet series, Harry didn't know the meaning of the existence of this broom that didn't seem to have any speed bonus.

The two people stood in front of the brooms, looking at the brooms that had been sent here with longing.

"You must be disappointed that you can't compete on the field, right?" Harry couldn't help but reach out and touch a very old-looking broom, "It's really too much to be man-made and only have to stay in a cupboard to be watched. That’s cruel!”

"Hey! Kid, take your hands away!" An angry voice came from behind Harry, startling him.

His hand subconsciously moved away from the broom, and the owner of the voice also came to Harry's side, "If you want a broom, you can ask your father or mother to buy you a new one! But don't touch the one here!"

Ginny glared at him dissatisfiedly, Harry's parents were both dead, aren't you hurting his heart by saying that?

However, the other party did not realize this and continued to scold Harry, "You can't touch brooms just because you like them. Every broom here is placed here as a record. If you just touched it, It’s a medieval antique and I bet your ass has been spanked right now!”

Harry wanted to argue that he just felt unworthy of the broomsticks because he thought they would just sit on the shelf and collect dust, and nothing else, but it was obvious that the gentleman didn't want to hear the story.

He waved his hand and drove Harry and Ginny out before returning to his office.

"This person is really annoying." Ginny pouted dissatisfiedly, "We were just watching broomsticks!"

Harry lowered his head in frustration, "It seems they don't like people visiting their brooms."

"Don't worry, Harry." Ginny quickly comforted him, "Let's go to the ninth floor!"

Harry looked at her doubtfully, "What's on the ninth floor?"

Ginny shook her head, and the little girl was also a little confused, "I don't know. When I came last time, no one went to the ninth floor. I asked my father what was on the ninth floor, but he didn't tell me."

Harry became very interested in the place in an instant, "Then maybe we can take the opportunity to take a look!"

"Of course! This is a rare opportunity!" Ginny said, "Let's go down now!"

The two walked hand in hand. After a while, the wizard who had just scolded Harry came out of the office with two coupons in his hand.

"Kids, you're in luck, I have two Nimbus 2001 coupons here!" the wizard said, walking towards where Harry and the others were standing just now, "Hey, where are those two kids?"

Harry and Ginny, who had already run away, naturally had no idea what was happening behind them. The two of them stood in the elevator, watching the paper airplanes flying around, and were a little confused about what was written on those paper airplanes.

"How about we dismantle one and take a look?" Harry saw that Ginny was always looking at those small planes, so he suggested, "After dismantling it and restoring it, no one will notice."

Ginny looked at those cute little airplanes, struggling in her heart. After a while, she said, "Then... take one apart and take a look?"

"Adunis: Your salary has arrived. Please go to the Finance Department to collect it."

"Take your turkey home Corbett! No more fire-breathing chickens! I don't want to cover for you all the time!"

"Are you going to Diagon Alley when Blaise gets off work? Madam Malkin has new styles of clothes."

"Camila, the shampoo you recommended to me last time was too slippery! Isn't there a more suitable brand?"

"There have been a lot of vicious fights in Knockturn Alley. Please assign Aurors to investigate immediately."

"Did Mr. Barty Crouch really do such a bad thing?"

"Auror please continue to follow up on the progress of Crouch's escape."

Harry was still looking at these paper airplanes with interest, and reached out to grab them, but he didn't catch anything.

He looked up blankly and looked around, only to realize that he and Ginny were squatting on the ground, surrounded by a pile of confetti.

Harry shuddered.

"Gin, Ginny!" He swallowed, "We're in trouble!"

Ginny was still looking at the paper airplanes in her arms with interest. After hearing this, she looked up at Harry in confusion and said, "What's wrong? We just read some notes."

Harry quickly pointed at their feet, and Ginny noticed the debris on the ground.

"Are you kidding me?" Ginny stammered, "How is this possible? We, we just dismantled the paper airplane. Shouldn't this kind of thing be restoreable?"

"Do you have this kind of note at home?" Harry asked doubtfully, "I don't think I've seen it before."

"Fred and the others made it. Robert and Hermione also have it. If you want to see it, you can ask them." Ginny explained, "Fred seemed to have told me last time that Robert made it. They have developed a magic note that can transform. If the effect is stable, they are prepared to use this thing as a backup product."

"Spare goods?" Harry wondered, "Shouldn't we sell them now?"

"Of course not!" Ginny's eyes widened, "They are not adults yet. If the Ministry of Magic finds out about this kind of thing, they might deceive Mom and Dad again, and then steal the patent from Fred and the others! "

Harry looked at Ginny in disbelief, "How could that happen?"

"Of course! Your family sells shampoo. If Mr. Potter hadn't signed agreements with many people, do you think anyone would be paying you dividends now?" Ginny said in an envious tone, " That can support a family’s wealth!”