Hogwarts wizarding world tour

"The killing curse!" Mr. Zhang said angrily, "Even if you are a wizard, you can't release the curse after you die."

As he said that, he paused, "Except for Voldemort. I'm a little doubtful about how he did it. Is it some kind of mysterious black magic?"

Mr. Weasley was stunned for a moment, "Well, forget about the killing curse or something like that. I was wondering if there is a way to prevent wizards from using spells, temporarily."

Mr. Zhang thought for a while, "Well, if you put it that way, I remember Robert asked me before."

As he spoke, he took out a diamond-shaped badge from his arms, "You can throw this to the opponent or at his feet, and a magic circle will unfold, which will then prevent wizards within the range from using magic."

Mr. Weasley took the badge in confusion, "What's the use of this thing? The other party can't use magic, can I use magic?"

"So this is just a semi-finished product." Mr. Zhang said as the two of them walked quickly down the aisle, passed through the crowd, and came to the elevator. "If you want a finished product, you still need a lot of experiments."

"This is a good thing." Mr. Weasley said, "Ah, good luck."

When they arrived at the elevator room, the elevator arrived just in time, opened the door, and entered. As the elevator slowly rose, they arrived at the Office of the Minister of Magic in a short while.

There was a knock on the door, and naturally it was secretary Alice who opened the door.

"Huh? Mr. Weasley, and Mr. Zhang?" Alice showed a surprised expression. She and Zhang Heng had studied soul magic together, and the two were familiar with each other. She was not aware that he was not in the Department of Mysteries at this time but in the Department of Mysteries. There was some curiosity outside the minister's office.

"Well, anyway, I'm here to report." Mr. Zhang said very quickly, "I'll keep it short. Voldemort suddenly regained his magic power and wanted to kill everyone in the Department of Mysteries. I took the opportunity to escape. Now What should we do?”

Hearing this, Alice's smiling expression faded a little, "Really, have you run out already?"

With that said, she opened the door and let the two people in, "We are discussing this matter."

The two walked into the office and saw Scrimgeour sitting behind the desk writing furiously. Opposite him were Sirius who was restless and Harry who was at a loss.

"Black, are you back?" Mr. Zhang walked over and shook hands with Sirius, "It's really strange. I thought you would stay in Neon forever."

Sirius didn't know that Zhang Heng was the Silent Man of the Department of Mysteries, and he was a little surprised to meet an Asian in the Ministry of Magic.

"Do the Ministry of Magic also have neon people?" Sirius was a little confused, "Is it a business trip?"

"It's really rude. My ancestors are from China who grow flowers." Mr. Zhang said unhappily. "Although we are all Asians, I'm sorry, but being regarded as a neon person is very annoying."

Sirius scratched his head, "Is that so? Don't you two countries have a good relationship?"

"No, it's just a ancestral misunderstanding." Mr. Zhang brushed off these topics and asked with some confusion, "Why are you here Black? Shouldn't you go back and take a rest first after returning from a business trip?"

Sirius hesitated, not knowing whether he should say it or not.

"The killing curse!" Mr. Zhang said angrily, "Even if you are a wizard, you can't release the curse after you die."

As he said that, he paused, "Except for Voldemort. I'm a little doubtful about how he did it. Is it some kind of mysterious black magic?"

Mr. Weasley was stunned for a moment, "Well, forget about the killing curse or something like that. I was wondering if there is a way to prevent wizards from using spells, temporarily."

Mr. Zhang thought for a while, "Well, if you put it that way, I remember Robert asked me before."

As he spoke, he took out a diamond-shaped badge from his arms, "You can throw this to the opponent or at his feet, and a magic circle will unfold, which will then prevent wizards within the range from using magic."

Mr. Weasley took the badge in confusion, "What's the use of this thing? The other party can't use magic, can I use magic?"

"So this is just a semi-finished product." Mr. Zhang said as the two of them walked quickly down the aisle, passed through the crowd, and came to the elevator. "If you want a finished product, you still need a lot of experiments."

"This is a good thing." Mr. Weasley said, "Ah, good luck."

When they arrived at the elevator room, the elevator arrived just in time, opened the door, and entered. As the elevator slowly rose, they arrived at the Office of the Minister of Magic in a short while.

There was a knock on the door, and naturally it was secretary Alice who opened the door.

"Huh? Mr. Weasley, and Mr. Zhang?" Alice showed a surprised expression. She and Zhang Heng had studied soul magic together, and the two were familiar with each other. She was not aware that he was not in the Department of Mysteries at this time but in the Department of Mysteries. There was some curiosity outside the minister's office.

"Well, anyway, I'm here to report." Mr. Zhang said very quickly, "I'll keep it short. Voldemort suddenly regained his magic power and wanted to kill everyone in the Department of Mysteries. I took the opportunity to escape. Now What should we do?”

Hearing this, Alice's smiling expression faded a little, "Really, have you run out already?"

With that said, she opened the door and let the two people in, "We are discussing this matter."

The two walked into the office and saw Scrimgeour sitting behind the desk writing furiously. Opposite him were Sirius who was restless and Harry who was at a loss.

"Black, are you back?" Mr. Zhang walked over and shook hands with Sirius, "It's really strange. I thought you would stay in Neon forever."

Sirius didn't know that Zhang Heng was the Silent Man of the Department of Mysteries, and he was a little surprised to meet an Asian in the Ministry of Magic.

"Do the Ministry of Magic also have neon people?" Sirius was a little confused, "Is it a business trip?"

"It's really rude. My ancestors are from China who grow flowers." Mr. Zhang said unhappily. "Although we are all Asians, I'm sorry, but being regarded as a neon person is very annoying."

Sirius scratched his head, "Is that so? Don't you two countries have a good relationship?"

"No, it's just a ancestral misunderstanding." Mr. Zhang brushed off these topics and asked with some confusion, "Why are you here Black? Shouldn't you go back and take a rest first after returning from a business trip?"

Sirius hesitated, not knowing whether he should say it or not.

<!--over-->