Journey through the Worlds from the Wilderness

Chapter 418 Confirming One Thing
The news of Voldemort's eradication spread throughout the wizarding world like a hurricane in just half a day, and the Ministry of Magic finally regained its prestige.

Hearing how dangerous the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic experienced under the leadership of Scrimgeour, and finally defeated the evil Voldemort, I laughed it off at the peak where Hogwarts temporarily lived.

Subsequently, the Ministry of Magic announced that a memorial service for Dumbledore would be held in a week, which meant that wizards such as the Order of the Phoenix and Harry Potter who were restricted or controlled by the Ministry of Magic would be released, and Gao Feng temporarily suspended the news. Xiu, I am not going to attend Dumbledore's memorial service, but I am going to verify something.

Ministry of Magic.

Hula! ~
A dark green flame of a strange color blazed loudly in the fireplace, and Nymphadora Tonks, with her short, fresh and lively hair, stepped back from the fireplace connected to the Floo network.

"Tell me, am I your chauffeur?"

She pursed her lips in dissatisfaction, folded her arms and stared at the man who stepped out of the fireplace flame and said in a cold voice.

"Of course not, you are much closer. Besides, you are so powerful, you have to be a bodyguard who can do everything, and you are a personal bodyguard!"

Raising his arms to wrap around the shoulder of Tonks who was playing with a small temper, he grinned badly and put it close to his ear, spewing warm breath on his earlobe, and said in a very magnetic voice.

"Hmph! So I'm a bodyguard!"

Tonks blushed and turned his head away, struggling hard to get out of the strong embrace, and began to be unreasonable by playing the privilege of a woman.

"Hehe! The personal bodyguards are not good, um, then I have nothing to do."

Gao Feng pretended to be slumped and sighed, shook his head helplessly, and could only ask directly: "Why don't you tell me, Dora, what do you want to do? I will satisfy you."

There was a sudden smile on his face, as if he felt that this idea was just right, and he stared at Nymphadora Tonks with shining eyes, as if expecting an answer.

"you……"

Nymphadora Tonks' face turned black when she heard the words, she stared at Gao Feng's face full of confusion as if she had been stared at for some reason, she was ashamed and angry, she gritted her silver teeth with hatred, and stomped her feet fiercely.

"Hmph! I don't want to do anything, you can find a way to go back by yourself!"

She angrily pushed away Gao Gao with a dazed face, suddenly smiled angrily, passed by and went straight into the fireplace, the flames suddenly burned violently, and the back of the pretty girl disappeared from sight instantly.

Gao Feng shook his head and couldn't help but smile, then suppressed his smile and walked towards the elevator.

The fireplace at the entrance to the Ministry of Magic is uniformly set on the eighth floor underground, and the dungeon he asked for is on the tenth floor underground. Although he can't take the elevator to get there directly, he always has to go to the ninth floor first, and he plans to go to the Department of Mysteries on the ninth floor underground. There to see if the Ministry of Magic had made a new Time-Turner, after all he was here for this magical creation.

His arrival was naturally noticed by the staff of the Ministry of Magic, especially the Aurors who came and went through the fireplace, who easily recognized him, so Scrimgeour must have known about it at this moment, but he only came here to see the imprisoned person. Man, if you confirm one thing, you don’t care if Scrimgeour thinks too much about it.

Coming to the ninth floor underground, the Department of Mysteries is the top secret agency of the Ministry of Magic, and the guards are all elites. Especially the previous intrusion incidents have made this place strictly closed.

As a former Auror, Gao Feng's "memory" naturally understands this, so he planned to use some gentle but effective methods, such as acupuncture, but maybe Scrimgeour explained something behind his back, the guard saw When he arrived, he greeted him directly and respectfully asked if there was anything that could help him, just like a shopping guide in a supermarket.

Then he confirmed that the Ministry of Magic did not re-manufacture the time-converters. The warehouse keeper said that it was because the raw materials had long since disappeared, and the alchemists who made these time-converters had an accident in the fire caused by an alchemy failure in the last century. killed, so there aren't any Time-Turners in the Wizarding World these days.

After entering the basement floor from the passageway on the ninth floor, the guard of the dungeon also showed a respectful attitude. Hearing that he wanted to see the names of those detained here, the guard showed a strange expression. After all, it is thoughtful.

The environment of the dungeon is not bad. If Azkaban is a firewood room, this is a standard room. Except for the restriction of freedom, other conditions can be considered good. It is perfect for detaining wizards in the Forbidden Forest War.

Footsteps silently walked through several cells, and came to the cell whose doorplate indicated the state of detention. Due to the previous fierce crackdown within the Ministry of Magic, the cells that were almost full were completely emptied, and it was not until after the Battle of the Forbidden Forest that a new one was ushered in. Residents, but at that time there were four residents, but now there are only three cells left.

The footsteps of the guards attracted the people in the cell. Through the narrow gap where only the food delivery port was left, the people in the cell saw the peak walking outside, and then roared.

Gao Feng turned a deaf ear to this and went straight to the last cell.

"Open the door, I want to go in and see her status."

Gao Feng glanced at the guard and said.

"Yes, Monsieur Van Gogh."

Without hesitation, the guard took out the cell key and wand, and opened the cell door with a secret word.

Looking up into the cell, there was no descriptive value, and he caught a glimpse of the huddled figure lying on his side on the four-poster bed. Gao Feng raised his hand to stop the guard from knocking on the door.

"You guys stay outside."

After he finished speaking, he walked in and closed the door behind him.

Facing the door of the cell, Gao Feng turned around slowly, and said as if stating the facts: "Miss Granger, you are already awake."

The slender figure curled up on the bed trembled all over, but still didn't move, but hugged his arms even tighter.

Slowly arriving at the end of the bed, Gao Feng stood up and looked down at the girl with her face hidden on the bed, with an indifferent smile on her lips.

"For the vast majority of people, the only thing that happens is to look directly and face it, because there is always only one way to escape completely, and it is an extremely difficult choice for anyone. As for you, Ge Miss Lan Jie, what happened next to you is far from that level."

He paused slightly, his dark eyes turned cold, and continued: "Now I have some questions I want to get answers from you, but if you are unwilling to cooperate, then I will say sorry first."

After finishing the words, he turned sideways around the bed and walked to the girl's side.

After standing still for a moment, Hermione's body gradually trembled more and more, but she still curled up and didn't move. He nodded slightly and said to himself: "Well, I understand your choice."

As he spoke, he held out his hand to the girl.

(End of this chapter)