Where is Sakura going? [Comprehensive]

Sakura didn't care about Uchida Shoko's unfriendly eyes at all. When she was in the wizarding world, she could even count Dumbledore and even kill Voldemort. Would she care about an ordinary Muggle?

Without even looking at Shoko Uchida, Sakura looked at the minister, Fujiwara Chengtoshi:

"Are there any requirements for what to wear after joining the ministry, Minister?"

As soon as Sakura asked Fujiwara Chengtoshi, she knew what she meant, after all, they were still wearing magic robes now!

"There is no rigid rule that you must wear a magic robe. It all depends on your hobbies. At the same time, you participate in department activities twice a week. After you come here, you can do whatever you want, as long as you choose the research you are interested in."

The requirements of the Ministry of Magic can be said to be quite low, which is also related to the nature of the society.

The art club can draw, the music club can sing, the sports club can train and participate in competitions, but what about the Ministry of Magic?So far, they have not been able to prove the existence of magic, and they have no magic power at all, so they can only study whatever they like according to their own interests.

"Hmph, it looks like you don't know much about magic. Do you know about Merlin? Do you know about magic circles? Do you know about alchemy? Don't think that the Ministry of Magic only studies love in constellations. If you don't know anything, you should be more sensible. Retire earlier automatically!"

Uchida Shoko is disdainful and authentic, and doesn't like Sakura's appearance at all.

Unfortunately, Sakura ignored her again, making Uchida Shoko tremble with anger.

"So it's also possible to brew potions?"

Sakura asked Fujiwara Chengjun for advice:

"I'm most interested in potions."

This was entirely influenced by Snape. Sakura hadn't touched potions since she returned to Japan, and she felt her hands were itchy.

"of course can!"

Fujiwara Chengtoshi's eyes lit up, and Sakura's calm reaction made him confirm that she was not joking, but was indeed interested in magic.

If a beautiful girl agrees with me, any boy who is full of vigor will be very excited.

"Potion!"

Taro Inoue approached Sakura with interest:

"Is Sakura-senpai going to make a curse potion? What materials are used? Mouse tails? Dead nails? Weasel hair?"

Inoue Taro prefers spells mixed with ancient Latin, and he doesn't know much about potions. The things he said are all from novels or TV, and the impression that wizards give to outsiders seems to be using those things to Make potions.

"Those things are also used, but there are also moonstones, frog brains, unicorn horns, dragon skins...

There are too many potion materials, and there are thousands of potions that can be made. "

Sakura said with a serious face, but unfortunately no one believed her words at all.

The frog's brain is okay to say, although it sounds a bit disgusting, it is still something that exists in this world after all.

As for moonstones, unicorns, fire dragons...

This girl has watched too many movies!

Uchida Shoko sneered, and the others looked at Sakura with a bit of amused look in their eyes.

Sakura let out a helpless sigh——

No one believes the truth these days!

Of course, it was because she knew they wouldn't believe her that Sakura was telling the truth, otherwise she wouldn't have exposed the magic world to the Muggle world!

Sometimes it's like this, just like Ye Gong's good dragon, the things he has been looking forward to are placed in front of him, which makes people doubt.

In any case, Sakura has officially taken root in the Magic Tribe, and at this time the advantage of the small number of people is also reflected, that is, everyone in the social office has a very large territory!

Sakura was allocated a large table and a separate locker, which was enough for her to make potions and store potion materials and finished products.

There is even a separate changing room and bathing facilities in the office, which makes Sakura more satisfied with Atobe.

To be able to make a school so perfect, I am afraid that Atobu has spent a lot of thought!

Shall I reward him?

Sakura touched the bottle of golden potion in her pocket, and fell into thought.

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At this time, the door of the office was knocked suddenly, and everyone looked in the direction of the door at the same time.

"Did someone see the leaflet and want to join the club?"

Fujiwara Chengtoshi's face was full of joy, and he rushed to open the door in a hurry:

"Sakura-san is really a lucky star of the Ministry of Magic. No one wanted to join the Ministry of Magic for a whole year before she came!"

——I'm afraid you will be disappointed, Minister, the people outside the door are definitely not here to submit the application for admission to the Ministry!

Sakura's eyes flickered, not to mention the familiar breath, even if she only heard the footsteps, Sakura could tell who the person outside the door was!

"I'm coming!"

While opening the door, Fujiwara Chengtoshi was still muttering:

"Welcome to the...uh..."

Shigetoshi Fujiwara's words suddenly stopped, because he had already understood the appearance of the person who knocked on the door:

"President of the trace department?"

Because Atobe also has the position of the president of the student council, except for the tennis club and the support team, other students of the same grade will call him "President Atobe".

Yes, the person who knocked on the door was the king of Ice Emperor, Keigo Atobe!

"Is there anything going on from President Atobe to the Ministry of Magic?"

Fujiwara Chengtoshi asked curiously while stepping away to let Atobe in.

Although he is not a student of class A, nor is he in the tennis club, but don't forget that Shigetoshi Fujiwara is also the head of a club. Although there are only a few five people in this club, no, there are six people now, so I have to talk to the president of the student council, Atobe. There is also a little intersection.

However, the intersection is the intersection, but Atobe has never been to the Ministry of Magic, because compared with the tennis club, it is really...

"It's really not a gorgeous society."

Atobu walked into the office of the Ministry of Magic, glanced around inside, frowning slightly.

--really!

There was a wry smile on the corner of Fujiwara Chengtoshi's mouth, he knew that his club would never be able to catch the eyes of this gorgeous old man Atobe!

So, why did he come to this not gorgeous society?

Fujiwara Chengjun was at a loss.

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"My uncle is here to pick you up."

Atobe still gave Fujiwara Chengjun some face, first answered his question, and then looked at Sakura who had been looking at him with a smile:

"Is joining the club going well, Sakura? I said that I would come with you, but you insist on coming by yourself!"

"Please, you, the president of the student union, don't need to take care of this trivial matter!"

Sakura rolled her eyes at Atobu:

"Minister Fujiwara is very nice. I really like the Ministry of Magic."

"Since everything is done, go back. This morning, my mother told me to take you home for dinner."

"You said it in the morning, I'm not so forgetful yet, okay?"

Sakura muttered, but still walked to Atobe's side in a few steps:

"Let's go, don't make auntie wait too long."

After finishing speaking, Sakura turned back and waved at the stunned Ministry of Magic idiom:

"I'll go first, everyone, see you tomorrow."