Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

These were all Ministry of Magic staff, and with their morning dead expressions on their faces, they were striding towards the set of golden doors at the far end of the hall.

Ivan noticed that some of them were holding piles of crumbling parchments in their arms, some were carrying tattered briefcases, and some were reading newspapers while walking to learn about the news that happened in the wizarding world yesterday.

Most of the newspapers are the "Daily Prophet", but not all of them. Ivan was delighted to find that many people had "Hogwarts Wizardry" in their hands.

Under the auspices of Professor Lu Ping, the newspaper created by Aiwen has developed rapidly recently, and its circulation is faintly competing with the "Daily Prophet".

With the help of Nearly Headless Nick, they have their own unique source of information.If Aiwen could publish the incident of the Dark Mark appearing in the Forbidden Forest last night, it is estimated that all the wizards are holding "Hogwarts Wizardry News".

This is absolutely a remarkable achievement and will surpass anyone's imagination.

As the newspaper with the largest circulation in the wizarding world, no one has challenged the supremacy of the "Daily Prophet" for centuries.

Ahead, in the middle of the wide foyer, is a fountain.

A group of pure gold statues, larger than real people, stood in a circular pool of water.

The tallest of them all was a dignified wizard, with his wand raised high, pointing directly at the sky.

Surrounding him are a beautiful witch, a centaur, a goblin and a house-elf, the witch nestled next to the wizard, and the centaur, goblin and house-elf all looked up at the two wizards with infinite admiration .

Glittering jets of water shot from the tip of the wizard's wand, from the arrowhead of the centaur, from the tip of the goblin's hat, and from the ears of the house-elf.

There were ding-dong ding-dong, splashing water, popping and popping apparition figures, and the chaotic footsteps of hundreds of wizards and wizards.

Aiwen felt that his eyes were not enough. He followed the flow of people to the central fountain and saw many sparkling silver Sickles and copper Nats under the pool.

A small, stained sign next to it read: All proceeds from the Fountain of the Magical Brothers go to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Sickness.

Although the statues in this group are lifelike, they are definitely not real.

According to Aiwen's understanding of the centaurs and goblins, unless they were hit by the Imperius Curse or their head was hit hard, they would never look at human wizards with such admiration.As for the house-elves, they more often bury their heads under their feet.

Just when Ivan was looking at the group of statues with great interest, a lazy man's voice sounded behind him, "Little guy, where are you from?"

A wizard wearing a peacock blue robe and a badly shaved beard walked towards Ivan.

Behind him is a small wooden table with a "Security Check" sign on it.

"I have something to do when I come to the Ministry of Magic." Ivan replied briefly.

He wasn't sure if he wanted to name Dumbledore, Sirius, or Fudge. If he told the other party the truth that he came to seek permission from the Minister of Magic to enter the wizard prison Azkaban, would the other party think that he crazy? !

"Is there something to do?!" The guard wizard narrowed his eyes and said suspiciously, "Young wizards of your age are not allowed to come here without the company of adults. Do you have a wand, show it to me one look!"

This guy was so annoying that Ivan even wanted to pull out his wand and cast an Imperius Curse on him.

Then he remembered that he could not use this kind of advanced magic for the time being.

However, he can still do it with a small petrification spell.

"Ivan, what are you doing here?" At this moment, Mr. Weasley, who was wearing a tattered wizard robe, suddenly Apparated not far away.

He looked at Ivan in surprise, and waved to the suspicious guard, "Wait a minute, Eric! I know this kid, he is my son's friend."

"Arthur, do you know him?!" The guard wizard deflated like a balloon, returning to his lifeless state before, "Okay then..."

"Good morning, Mr. Weasley!" Ivan explained, "I'm here with Dumbledore and Sirius. I'll come from Floo first, and they'll be there soon."

"Come with them, what happened to Hogwarts?"

Aiwen hadn't answered yet, and there was a sudden commotion at the other end of the golden hall.

Dumbledore and Sirius who had just walked out of the fireplace were recognized almost instantly.

Many wizards rushed there screaming, and the hall was in chaos.

Both of them are big names in the wizarding world and have many admirers.

Dumbledore, recognized as the number one wizard in the wizarding world, has been at Hogwarts in recent years and rarely makes public appearances. It is difficult for adult wizards to have the opportunity to meet him.

Not to mention Sirius, since he was cleared of his grievances, he took over the position of professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts in a flash, and he had no contact with the outside world at all.

The previous incident about his escape and the truth of the incident 20 years ago have been heated up by public opinion, and it has not receded until now.

Everyone was full of curiosity about Sirius, hoping to see him in person, and even more crazy, even asking him to sign.

"It looks like they won't come over for a while, let's not stand here stupidly, we can go in and wait." Mr. Weasley pulled Ivan to the guard.

"Eric, we're going in, you can check for Ivan."

The wizard named Eric agreed absently, not at all vigilant when he was interrogating Ivan just now, his eyes kept looking towards the hall.It seemed that he wanted to go over and have a look at Dumbledore and Sirius.

"Come this way!" he muttered.

Eric raised a long gold rod, as thin and resilient as a car's antenna, and he used it to sweep Ivan's chest and back from top to bottom.

"There, wand!" He put down the golden bauble and held out his hand.

Outsiders want to enter the Ministry of Magic, this is a necessary security check, no one can be an exception, Ivan handed over the wand.

He dropped it on top of a grotesque brass machine that looked like a single-pan balance.

The machine started to vibrate slightly, and a narrow strip of parchment was quickly spit out from a hole at the bottom.

Eric tore the paper off and read the words on it.

"Fourteen and a half inches, vine wood, used for two years, the core is..." Eric stopped, frowning and looking at the note in his hand.

"Any questions?" asked Mr. Weasley.

"No, go in!" Eric returned the wand to Ivan.

He slapped the machine there, muttering in a low voice, "Damn, this thing must be broken, and the core of the rod detected is actually an unknown substance."

Chapter 375 The Guess About the Wand Core

Ivan followed Mr. Weasley through the gate and came to a smaller hall, where he happened to hear Eric's last words.

After testing, the core of his wand turned out to be an unknown substance? !

Ivan frowned slightly, this is really strange, how could the core of his wand be an unknown substance, shouldn't it be the tail feathers of thestrals? !

He still remembered the scene when he walked into Ollivander's wand shop with Mrs. Weasley and Ginny two years ago, and everything was vivid in his mind.

When he held the wand in his hand, a milky white halo, like ripples in the water, spread out round and round.

At that time, he thought it was just a simple gushing of magic power, just like when other little wizards were selected by their own wand for the first time, the end of the wand would spew out simple magic such as fireworks and light beams. This is a very normal phenomenon.

But the scene where his magic power spewed was too shocking, the magic power that appeared was so powerful, it didn't look like a little wizard who had just come into contact with magic at all.

Aiwen also secretly liked it, thinking that this was a manifestation of his talent.

But looking back on this matter now, it is actually very strange and weird.

Through these two years of research, he always felt that something was not quite right.

After that, no matter how hard I tried, I could no longer turn my magic power into the powerful fluctuations of magic power when those halos first appeared.

With the deepening of the soul magic, he found that the rhythm of the magic power seemed very familiar.At that time, the magic power spewed out, and the milky white halos that spread outward seemed to be a manifestation of some powerful soul magic that was about to be released.

Coming to this conclusion, Ivan was really taken aback.

He immediately rejected it, always thinking that he had made a mistake.

The mysterious and unpredictable soul magic has always been considered as a branch of evil black magic. It is very esoteric, complex, unpredictable and difficult to master.

He was just a little wizard who didn't understand anything at the time, no matter how talented he was, it was impossible for him to use soul magic the first time he held a wand.

He didn't tell anyone about this matter, and he had almost forgotten it.

But hearing what Eric said today, it aroused Ivan's mind again.

Maybe it was not because of my own reasons, but because of the core of this wand.

Ollivander once told him that the core of this wand is the tail feathers of thestrals, the same as the core of the Elder Wand in Dumbledore's hand.

As we all know, as the incarnation of bad luck, the tail feathers of thestrals are a very strange substance.

Legend has it that only wizards who can truly control death can control it.

This magical substance is very powerful, but it is not uncommon. These strange abnormal phenomena should not appear, and it is impossible not to be detected by the machine just now.

A trace of doubt arose in Ivan's heart, maybe he didn't know enough about the substance of the wand and the tail feathers of thestrals.

Or, the core of his wand wasn't a Thestral tail feather at all.

After all, this wand was not made by Ollivander himself, it was passed down from his ancestors.

If he accidentally misremembered or for some unknown reason, did not want to tell himself the truth, it is not impossible for him to happen.

Although he doesn't have much contact with him, Ivan can clearly feel that the old guy Ollivander has too many secrets. The gold-plated sign hanging on the door of his store reads: Ollivander, since 380 BC That is, a well-made wand.

At first glance, there is nothing wrong with this sentence, but if you think about it carefully, you will find how terrifying it is.

380 BC, in other words, more than 2000 years ago.

At that time, Hogwarts had not yet been established, and it was hard to say whether there were British wizards and wizards.

It was the era when the magic world was just emerging and the ancient warlocks were rampant.

A series of recent encounters left Ai Wen with a deep impression of that crazy dark age.The most typical representatives are the unimaginable magic and the two indescribable evil gods. They are the products of the crazy magic research of the wizards in that era.

Ivan shivered, linking the Ollivander family with the evil gods.

Perhaps, the core of my wand is an object of an evil god, so it is unknown under the test.

This is so ridiculous, he shook his head.It seems that I need to find time to talk to Mr. Ollivander about this wand, or find other wand-making masters to take a look first to confirm what is inside.

Although he felt a little uncomfortable, it was undeniable that he used this magic wand very smoothly, and the magic power was transmitted very well, as if it was tailor-made for him.

"Ivan, is this your first visit to the Ministry of Magic?!" Mr. Weasley said with a smile, taking Ivan's thinking expression as being shocked by the scene in front of him.

In front of them, there were at least twenty elevators, blocked by elaborate golden fence doors.

Ivan responded vaguely, looking at the elevator absently.

After about 5 minutes, Sirius came over panting.

"Arthur, thank you for taking care of Ivan!" Panting Sirius, a little impatient, "The guys are so enthusiastic, they rushed up all at once..."

After Dumbledore confirmed that Ivan was found by Mr. Weasley, he apparated directly to Fudge's office.

Sirius was left alone to face the fanatical crowd, and with some difficulty he managed to squeeze his way through.

"It's rare to see a wizard as famous as you. If you want to write an autobiography, it must be very popular." Mr. Weasley said with a smile.

"Don't make fun of me, Dumbledore has gone to Fudge's place." Sirius walked to Ivan's side, looked at the wizards around him with a headache and pointed at them, "Arthur, can you invite us to sit at your place? , By the way, ask Ivan to write a letter to his parents."

"No problem, but you must tell me what's going on." Mr. Weasley said, pushing Ivan to a newly opened elevator, "This way, Ivan!"

They squeezed into the elevator, and in it stood a tall, unshaven wizard and a pale young wizard.

They worked together to lift a large iron box, and there were ear-piercing grinding sounds and screams from inside.

"What is this?" Ivan asked curiously, and leaned over to take a look.

"Be careful, kid!" The big wizard stopped Ai Wen and said angrily, "No one knows what's inside, we thought it was just an ordinary cat, maybe a little irritable, but it suddenly grew wings Come on, the claws and fangs are sharper than the most ferocious cheetah, bite anyone you see!"

"That's terrible!" said Mr. Weasley.

"Unauthorized species breeding experiment." Sirius added, he glanced inside along the crack of the tin box, "look at its tail, it's forked at the back, this guy seems to be an ordinary cat with a swallowtail Mixed breed of dog..."

Chapter 376 Barty Crouch

"And the pair of wings, a bit like the Bu bird's." Ivan said uncertainly.

"You two helped me a lot!" The big wizard said gratefully, "Those guys took this trouble away, and I'm worrying about its specific species."

He took out a densely packed notebook from inside his robe, and wrote down what Sirius and Ivan had just said.

Ivan saw that the book was full of all kinds of weird animal sketches, with annotations underneath, like the research notes of the most evil wizard.

Above this strange creature of cat and swallow-tailed dog is an image of a rooster that appears to be crowing, but with flames spewing from its mouth.

"What will you do with this animal?" Ivan asked curiously.

"The first thing is to identify the specific species, and then try to restore it. If it really doesn't work, it will be registered as a new species and then sent to a special place for breeding." The pale young wizard replied, bending down and looking serious. Looking at Aiwen, "Listen, little guy, if you graduate in the future, please remember, don't work in the Department of Magical Beast Management, it's a nightmare here, dealing with all kinds of strange and difficult animals and pests all day Dealing with it. It’s like a trash can, all the monsters in the department that can’t be dealt with are all thrown in, and the office is full of stench and animal sounds..."

"Thank you for the reminder, I will pay attention!" Ivan nodded.

The other party seemed to have endured to the limit, but it sounded like Hagrid would like this place.

They were not talking, the elevator was clanging and rattling, and the chain was rattling loudly below.