Drinking black tea calmly at Hogwarts

February [-]th, Valentine's Day, is also Hogsmeade Week in February.

Although Percy's recent education order has expanded the prohibition on the distance between boys and girls to eight inches, this still can't stop Hogwarts from letting students spend the festive season with their significant other.

Anyway, the education order is only valid in Hogwarts, not Hogsmeade.

In Hogsmeade, don't say that the distance between boys and girls is within eight inches, as long as you have the ability, you can keep the distance at a negative number.

I'm talking about kissing, trying to crook myself

The school-age students who had finished breakfast headed to Hogsmeade one after another, and everyone kept talking about how to proceed with today's date, as well as a tragedy that happened last night.

According to the Hogwarts Roadside Disclosure Agency, for some unknown reason last night, Professor Zhang and Professor Weasley had a conflict near the library. The two pulled out their wands and exchanged "biu" spells.

As a result, a curse accidentally hit Hermione Granger who had just come out of the library, and when Hermione Granger fell down, the dazed Professor Zhang was hit by Professor Weasley's curse.

Now both Zhang Xu and Hermione can only spend Valentine's Day lying in the school infirmary.

Last night and this morning, when their relatives and friends wanted to visit them in the school infirmary, Madam Pomfrey drove them out. The visiting relatives and friends could only see two humanoid mummies on the hospital bed.

Just when the students of Hogwarts came to Hogsmeade Street decorated with a lot of red roses, a young man with yellow skin, black hair and black eyes, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses and a white The fair-haired young woman walked into a dilapidated red telephone box on a bleak side street in London, and pressed "62442".

"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic, please state your name and business."

A woman's indifferent voice said to the two people in the phone booth.

The 20-year-old woman in the phone booth said: "This is Mr. Edogawa Conan from the Foreign Affairs Bureau of the Japanese Ministry of Magic and his translator Emma Watson. We have made an appointment to visit the Director of the International Magic Cooperation Department this morning. Mr Mos Diggory."

Just a while ago, because of his son's repeated accidents, Barty Crouch, the frustrated director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, submitted his resignation to the Ministry of Magic. Fudge could only approve his resignation after trying to keep him to no avail.Then after some intrigue, Amos Diggory, the former director of the Department of Management and Control of Magical Beasts and the father of Zhang Xu's future uncle Cedric Diggory, took the position of director of the International Magical Cooperation Department last week.

"Thank you," said the woman's indifferent voice. "Guest, please pick up the badge and don't put it in front of your clothes."

There was a sound like a coin falling, and two square silver badges with the words "Edogawa Conan, visit" and "Emma Watson, visit" were dropped from the metal chute that should be used to withdraw coins slipped out.

When the two people in the phone booth pinned the silver badge to their chests, the indifferent female voice in the phone booth sounded again.

"Visitor of the Ministry of Magic, you need to be checked at the security checkpoint and register your wand. The checkpoint is at the end of the main hall."

The ground of the phone booth trembled suddenly, leading the two of them slowly sinking into the ground.

When the phone booth was plunged into darkness, Emma nervously grabbed Conan's arm beside her, and her whole body subconsciously pressed against it at the same time.

Conan helped his black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and then gently patted Emma's hands holding his arms, signaling him to relax.

Feeling a little warmth from the back of her hand, Emma took a little courage from it and relaxed.Only then did she realize that she had already touched Conan's body at some point.

After descending in the dark for nearly 1 minute, the elevator finally arrived.

The two who had regained their mood left the elevator, and walked into a long and resplendent hall amidst the voice of "The Ministry of Magic hopes you have a good day."

The decoration and layout of the hall have not changed from before, so there is not much water.

Because today is the weekend plus Valentine's Day, there is no one else in the Ministry of Magic except for those who need to be on duty and who volunteer to work overtime.

After some inquiries, Conan and Emma came to the table under the "Security Check" sign. On the other side of the table sat a wizard in a peacock blue robe.

Perhaps because there were very few visitors today, the wizard sat lazily on a chair, looking at the restaurant introduction in the Daily Prophet.

Emma, ​​who was the translator, walked up to the wizard and said to him, "Hello, we are here to visit Mr. Amos Diggory, Director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation."

The wizard glanced at the two of them, and said lazily, "Come here."

Emma pulled Conan, who pretended not to understand English, to the side of the wizard. The wizard held up a slender golden security device and scanned it from top to bottom in front of and behind the two of them.

Emma squeezed Conan's hand nervously, and Conan squeezed it back lightly, and said to her through voice transmission: "Don't worry, he can check it out and count me as the loser."

What Emma was worried about didn't happen, and the wizard put the security device back on the table after finding nothing unusual.

"Wand," said the wizard, holding out his hand in front of the two of them.

Emma took out her wand and said "magic wand" to Conan in Japanese.

So Conan also took out his horse monkey stick, and handed it to the wizard with both hands.

The wizard threw two wands on a wand testing machine, and the machine began to vibrate slightly.

It wasn't long before the wand's result was printed on a narrow strip of parchment.

"Fourteen inches, vine wood, the core of the wand is the heart cord of a dragon, and it has been used for nine years. Is that right?" The wizard asked looking at the test results of Emma's wand.

"Yes." Emma replied.

The wand Emma uses today is a French-made wand provided by Conan, which is similar in length, material and core to the wand she usually uses.

"Eleven inches, cherry wood, the core is the hair of an unknown magical animal. It has been used for 16 years." The wizard looked at another piece of parchment in his hand, and looked at Conan strangely.

Emma explained to Conan: "This is a guest from Japan. They have been studying in magic school since they were seven years old. I heard him mention that his wand was made by Shu Yunwen, a famous Japanese wand master. The core of the wand is It's made from the hair of a magical creature called Mermaid."

Pretending to understand, the wizard stuck the parchment on a small brass nail, and handing them back his wand, said, "I've seen a lot of people from the East over the years." Wand material, this is not the strangest thing. Last year, a wizard who was also from the East said that the core of his wand was almost taken by his mother to make soup."

After taking the wand, Conan bowed to thank the wizard.Although Emma didn't translate, the wizard knew that the other party was thanking him.

Conan and Emma left the security checkpoint and walked to the elevator room, where there were more than 20 elevators blocked by elaborate golden grille doors.

Perhaps it is more appropriate to call them "magic ladders".

Conan and Emma walked into an empty elevator and went straight to the fifth floor, the Department of International Magical Cooperation.

The two easily found the office of the director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation.