I swung a sword at Hogwarts

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Wearing the ring on his left hand, stroking the ring with his right hand, and looking at himself in the mirror, John raised the corners of his mouth.

"Let's go to the Ministry of Magic."

With the silver mask on his face, John snapped his fingers, and the fireplace started to burn with green flames, and he and Tang Mi walked in.

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Chapter 276: Ministry of Magic and Auditing

When he came out again, John was already in the lobby of the Ministry of Magic.

It is magnificent, with dark wooden floors that are polished to a perfect shine.

The peacock blue ceiling, inlaid with gleaming golden symbols, is constantly moving and changing.

The walls were paneled with dark, shiny black wood panels, with gilded fireplaces embedded in them.

John had just come out from one of the gilded fireplaces.

He opened a Floo network connected to the Ministry of Magic, and it was old Barty who took the lead in doing so.

There is a fountain in the center of the foyer, with a group of pure gold statues standing in the circular pool.

Magic Brothers Statue.

A handsome wizard and beautiful witch, along with centaurs, goblins and house-elves looked at the two wizards in adoration.

In John's opinion, the Ministry of Magic really spent money on the knife handle.

No matter how good these superficial efforts are, they will be useless if the magic is not in place.

Perhaps they wanted to commemorate those hard-earned victories, but so far, except for the house-elves, the other centaurs and goblins are still dissatisfied with the Ministry of Magic.

Especially the centaurs, who have never even come to the Ministry of Magic.

Goblins control the finances of the wizarding world.

"Sir Johnny Silverhand." Waiting here was a wizard with a big smile on his face.

The safety inspector, Eric, had a smile on his face even though his workday was like going to a grave.

He was particularly enthusiastic today because Johnny Silverhand had given him the money to replace his family's old Comet broomstick.

"Do you need to check your wand?" John took out his wand naturally.

Eric waved his hands and said, "No need, Sir Johnny Silverhand, Minister Crouch is waiting for you in the office."

"Thank you for your notice." John nodded and led Tang Mi into the golden gate.

Eric personally watched John walk into the golden gate, and the smile on his face quickly disappeared.

Returning to his position, he resumed his grave-going state.

"I brought a guest."

The voice sounded, Eric looked with drooping eyelids, and Mr. Weasley came to him with Harry.

He said listlessly, "Come over here."

There was no enthusiasm at all, even though the person opposite him was the famous savior Harry Potter.

After all, the savior didn't prepare a Nimbus 2000 for himself, right?

Asking Harry to take out his wand, he took it slowly.

That speed is comparable to that of a sloth.

...

Behind the golden gate is a smaller hall.

There were at least twenty elevators inside. As John walked over, every wizard who saw him called him "Sir".

Some of Tang Mi's former colleagues couldn't help but envy Tang Mi.

Although he no longer works at the Ministry of Magic, Tang Mi's current status is much higher than theirs.

"Your Excellency, please go first."

An elevator arrived and the big bearded wizard who was about to go up, holding a large cardboard box, quickly stopped others and made way for John.

The others secretly thought that this guy had a good eye, and they all smiled and said that they were not in a hurry and let the gentleman go in first.

"Thanks, Bob."

With just one word, the smiles on everyone else's faces were distorted.

But the big wizard Bob was extremely happy that Lord Johnny Silverhand remembered his name.

The last person whose name was remembered was Oz Hield, and he is now a candidate for the position of Head of the Auror Office.

He smiled so brightly that he almost made the chicken in the big cardboard box faint.

The golden fence door closed and the elevator slowly rose.

"You're really enthusiastic, aren't you, Tangmi?" During peak hours, there were only two people in the elevator.

Tang Mi smiled, shrugged and said, "I've never seen a smile like Eric's. He usually goes to work as heavy as going to the cemetery."

"Power and money are both good things." John stroked the ring and reached the seventh floor.

This is the Department of Magical Games and Sports, and Ludo is the boss here.

Speaking of Ludo, John casually asked, “How much money does Ludo owe?”

"In the last vote, you promised to exempt him from 5400%. Now there are still about Galleons." Tang Mi has a good memory and answered.

“It looks like we should be able to pay it off next year.”

When the people outside who were doing business saw John inside, they immediately stopped, smiled and let John go first.

The elevator continued running and arrived at the sixth floor, which was where the Department of Magical Transportation was located.

On the fifth floor, John met Percy, now the Director of the International Office of Magical Law.

With a stack of papers in hand, Percy stepped into the elevator.

"I moved out," Percy said. "My father thought I was petty."

Percy had a hint of annoyance on his face when he talked about this.

"That's good too. At least it won't be awkward, right?" John chuckled. "Mr. Weasley can't arrange your life."

"I feel the same way."

On the fourth floor, the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, Percy needed to deal with the illegal importation of magical creatures.

The elevator continued to move, passing the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes on the third floor, and the Department of Magical Law Enforcement on the second floor.

They arrived at their destination, the Minister's office on the first floor.

When I walked into the office, old Batty was looking at documents.

The more he looked, the more his brows furrowed.

"I hope I'm not disturbing you." John smiled and walked into the office.

A smile broke out on old Batty's serious face, and he stood up and shook hands with John.

"How could that be, Lord Johnny Silverhand?"

John glanced at some documents on the table, concerning Dumbledore and the Dementors in Azkaban.

"Dumbledore is the chief wizard of the Wizengamot. This identity restricts the Ministry of Magic's decisions on many matters."

Old Batty invited John to sit down, and there were more white hairs on his short gray hair.

John chuckled and said, "Then take this. Dumbledore won't care about these things. His pride does not lie in these titles, but in his unrivaled magic."

"Yeah, I think that's right. He told me that the Ministry of Magic has no right to interfere in the affairs of Hogwarts." Old Barty had some anger on his face.

Stroking the ring, John looked at Old Batty quietly and said meaningfully, "That's why we have to restrict it, Old Batty."

Old Barty witnessed Dumbledore's attitude as the emperor of the Ministry of Magic, and he, as the new minister, was not willing to be like that.

After checking the time, Old Batty said, "I think Your Excellency wouldn't mind going down with me."

"Of course I don't mind," John stood up slowly and said with a smile, "It's my honor."

Old Barty felt that with this 'Second King' around, he would have more confidence to face Dumbledore.

They took the elevator down, and John looked at the second underground floor and asked in surprise, "You changed places?"

Old Batty said with a straight face: "To entertain our savior and the first king, we must naturally go to a better place."

Old Barty didn't like people who didn't follow the rules, and unfortunately, Harry Potter was such a person.

"He gets into trouble almost every year," old Barty complained about Harry.

Indeed, since entering school, Harry has had something going on every year.

Another time the Ministry of Magic was humiliated.

It was hard for old Batty to have a good impression of him.

And almost everyone attributes the credit of defeating Voldemort to the savior Harry Potter.

This made old Batty very angry.

The period when Voldemort was active was when Barty Sr. was in charge of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. It was he who approved the Aurors to use the Unforgivable Curses against the Death Eaters with iron-blooded means.

It can be said that although old Barty's contribution during that period was not as great as that of Dumbledore, the nuclear bomb of the wizarding world, he could at least be ranked in the top three.

As a result, people only remembered the savior Harry Potter, and old Barty was directly forgotten because of what happened to little Barty.

If it weren't for John, old Batty would probably still be forgotten in some corner.

This time they changed positions so that they could remember what old Barty had done in that courtroom and who was the man who led the Ministry of Magic to fight against Voldemort!

The elevator went all the way to the ninth floor underground.

This is the most mysterious place in the Ministry of Magic.

John walked out and looked at the black door at the end of the corridor, with a strange look in his eyes.

Department of Mysteries.

Old Batty turned into the side staircase and called to John, "Sir, go down this way."

"Oh, this is my first time here."

John said casually, taking a deep look at the black door of the Department of Mysteries.

There was something he wanted there, but it wasn't a good opportunity yet.

Even old Batty couldn't easily move the things inside.

Walk into the stairs and go all the way down to the bottom.

This place made John feel like he was back in the corridor where he had Potions class.

Use torches to climb the rough walls all the way to the tenth courtroom.