Volume 7: A World with Bad Consequences Chapter 466: British Ministry of Magic
Breakfast was delivered to Bock's door at the time Jon set for him.
The food was prepared exactly as he requested, allowing Jon to experience for once the absolute privilege of pure-bloods in this magical society.
After filling his stomach, he glanced at the time on his watch. It would still be a while before the Ministry of Magic started working.
So he finally checked all his clothes and employment consent forms, and from the black briefcase on the bedside, he found a wand about 9 inches long.
According to the information John had memorized in his mind, he could easily recognize that this was the original wand of Spike Ollivander, with an applewood shaft and a dragon heartstring core.
He put away his wand and carried the applewood wand with him, and when he was sure that the time was about right, he walked out of the room.
At this time, some wizards were already sitting in the bar downstairs. They were all enjoying breakfast and listening to the whispers. The most talked about topic was the public trial held on the Wizarding World and Dumbledore's declaration of war on the British Ministry of Magic.
Jon didn't listen carefully to what they were saying. Instead, he swaggered with his briefcase and spoke to Bock who was busy at the bar.
"Go to Diagon Alley and ask my uncle for the expenses for these days."
The wizards who met Jon consciously moved aside. Spike had lived in the Leaky Cauldron for some time, and people who often came here knew his background.
Even among pure-blood families, the Ollivander family is already the most reputable among many scumbags of the world, but pure-bloods are pure-bloods after all, and no matter how good their reputation is, no one wants to mess with half-bloods.
Burke bowed his head and escorted the great wizard John out of his bar. After watching his back leave, the old wizard who once was Voldemort's boss breathed a sigh of relief.
After leaving the Leaky Cauldron, Jon found the public toilet in London according to the information in the document.
Compared to other public toilets, this place is exceptionally busy, but there is a strange force protecting this building, causing Muggles who are not in urgent need to subconsciously find various reasons to avoid it and then look for other toilets.
But there are always some people in strange attire who keep walking in, but you rarely see them coming out.
John didn't understand why the Ministry of Magic chose a public toilet as the entrance for employees to work, and could only attribute it to the bad taste of a certain Minister of Magic.
He learned from the information that normal employees rarely entered the Ministry of Magic to work through this entrance. Most of them used Apparition to teleport directly to their work stations.
That's right, in most cases, there are no anti-Apparition restrictions in the British Ministry of Magic, but as happened yesterday, the entire Ministry of Magic has of course fully activated anti-Apparition magic today. Except for those senior officials, such as the directors and directors of various departments, who have a special Floo network to arrive directly, everyone else needs to take the conventional passage in this public toilet to return to the Ministry of Magic to work.
This just happened to help Jon.
He had never , and of course he couldn't use Apparition to teleport directly there. Under normal circumstances, even if he had Apparition, he wouldn't have to use it. A young master from a pure-blood family like him would have to go through a regular passage like a public toilet, which would definitely attract other people's attention.
And the situation that happened today made it reasonable for him to take the regular channel.
There were so many people in the public toilet that all the employees of the Ministry of Magic had to line up to go to work, and there was a long line outside each toilet cubicle.
After seeing Jon walk in with a briefcase, especially seeing the Ollivanders' crest embroidered on his robe, the team closest to him reacted immediately.
The employees who were queuing behind him took a step back together, lowered their heads facing Jon, obviously making room for him.
Jon acted very naturally about this. He looked up, without even looking at the mixed-race employees, as if everything was as it should be, and simply pushed the door and walked into the cubicle.
After closing the door, he did not stop but pressed the flush button on the toilet. The next moment, the water in the toilet was flushed down, and Jon's whole body twisted instantly, disappearing on the spot along with the water being pumped away.
The next second, his feet landed on another solid ground.
People kept appearing around. They were all dressed neatly and were either carrying a briefcase like Jon, or holding a thick stack of documents.
Jon saw clearly that he was currently in a huge place similar to a hallway. He adjusted the tie around his neck and walked towards the Ministry of Magic.
Anyone around who noticed the badge on his chest would consciously lower their heads, make way for him, and let him go first.
Of course, there are some wizards among them who are just like him, not paying any attention to the people around them. They just hold their heads high and walk towards the Ministry of Magic. They also have family crests of different families in front of them.
This is the biggest difference between the Ministry of Magic and the previous Hogwarts Castle.
In the castle, students of different bloodlines were divided into different colleges. Even if there was some interaction between them, it was rare. So even if there was a clear difference in status, the mixed-race students could not feel it very intuitively. They were just constantly reminded in their daily education that they were a group of second-class citizens.
But when you leave the protection of school and enter the workplace, this difference in status becomes extremely obvious.
Purebloods have an absolute status advantage over any other bloodline, especially in the Ministry of Magic, the largest workplace in the entire wizarding world.
Jon didn't have time to feel so much. He didn't come here to do any social practice, but had more important things to do.
After arriving at the lobby of the Ministry of Magic, he saw the stone statue of "Magic is Power" that was erected when Voldemort completely controlled the Ministry of Magic.
In front of the hall, there were Aurors guarding there. They were checking the wands of every employee entering the Ministry of Magic and verifying their identities.
But the privileges of pure-bloods were clearly demonstrated here. Wizards with family crests on their chests could directly bypass the inspection and enter the Ministry of Magic without restrictions.
The Aurors wouldn't stop them, and everyone else took it for granted.
Like the other purebloods, John walked straight into the Ministry of Magic with a briefcase in hand.
If any restrictions were to be imposed on pure-bloods, it could only be ordered by Voldemort himself. And if he really gave the order, then it wouldn't just be Aurors who would be checking here, there would also be Death Eaters.
The half-blood Aurors who were of impure descent were certainly not qualified to conduct such rude identity verification on pure-bloods.
John once again experienced firsthand the convenience of pure-blood privilege, which was completely different from when he disguised himself as a Muggleblood and sneaked into Hogwarts Castle.
After entering the main hall, he went straight into the elevator.
Because the half-bloods were still being held outside and being examined one by one, the ones entering the elevator at this time were basically pure-blood wizards with badges on their chests.
"…Did you come here because you heard the news?"
"Everyone was talking about this incident at the last gathering, and the Department of Mysteries was the focus."
"Does that mean that the people who can come in this time are all our own people?"
"As for the top management, we don't know Slughorn's attitude yet. Among the new recruits, Ollivander is the one we want to win over. There are very few people from his family working in the Ministry of Magic, so they probably don't know about this yet."
"Wait, he's coming..."
After Jon walked into the elevator, the people inside stopped talking.
The entire Ministry of Magic is very large, and it has many employees. Among them, there are quite a few pure-blood young masters who have been used to being second-rate people at home and want to come to the Ministry of Magic to experience life.
In addition, the identity that Jon is currently pretending to be - Spike Ollivander is a student who just graduated from Hogwarts Castle two years ago. After graduation, he spent more than a year partying at home before joining the Ministry of Magic. He has only worked in the Ministry of Magic for less than a year, so his interpersonal relationships are not that complicated.
Jon only needed to remember the faces and names of the few people he could talk to on a regular basis, and it was obvious that the people standing in the elevator now were just nodding acquaintances at most.
He was the last one to enter the elevator. There were six or seven people standing inside, but the atmosphere was very silent. The only floor button pressed was for the ninth floor.
That is the location of the Department of Mysteries in the Ministry of Magic, and it is also the destination of John's trip.
This means that the final destination of everyone in this elevator now is the Department of Mysteries, and they are very likely to be John's future colleagues.
Jon didn't look at this for long. He just noticed with the corner of his eye the badges embroidered on the chests of the two people standing in front of him.
They were from two new-school pure-blood families and were not members of the old-school Holy Twenty-Eight Families.
The main hall was on the eighth floor, and the elevator only descended for a few seconds before they reached the Department of Mysteries on the ninth floor.
After the elevator door opened, Jon was surrounded by the people and filed out.
After passing through the elevator fence, they saw a simple corridor in front of them. There was nothing else on the surrounding walls except a few candlesticks, not even a portrait or a tapestry.
The purebloods walked silently along the corridor. Soon they came to the end of the corridor and arrived at the only door here.
The black door was very plain, without any patterns on it, and not even a handle could be seen.
A pure-blood witch walking in front placed her hand on the black door and pushed it open with force.
There was also a pure black space behind the door, but it was circular in shape as a whole. John and other pure-bloods walked in together. After entering, they found that even the ceiling and floor were black.
And around them, including the door they came in through, there were a total of twelve identical black doors, without even door handles.
When they walked into the house, the door they came in through closed by itself, and then the circular room began to rotate. The twelve doors seemed to be moving at a certain speed, from fast to slow, and finally they slowly stopped.
But at this time, Jon and the others could no longer tell which door they came from.
Fortunately, there was someone waiting for them in the house.
In the center of the black room, there was a middle-aged witch wearing glasses sitting at a table. There was a badge embroidered on her exquisite scarlet robe. Jon could recognize it. It was the family emblem of the Parkinson family, one of the twenty-eight sacred families.
"I knew you would all choose to come on the last day. Fortunately, I didn't wait here for the first few days."
The Parkinson witch grumbled and pulled out a form.
"Hurry up, don't waste my time. Check your name on the sign-in sheet. That's all you need to do. Just wait in the lounge. After everyone arrives at noon today, you can wait for people to be picked up from the various halls."
It was obvious that someone among them was familiar with this witch.
"Mrs. Parkinson, will we have room to choose our jobs after we join the company?"
"Do you think this is your backyard? Our superiors have spent so much money to complete the blood transfusion of the entire Department of Mysteries, and you still want to choose the space!"
This was obviously not a rebuke, but more like a joke.
It was precisely because of this that laughter broke out all around her after she finished speaking.
Jon also smiled, but in fact he was just watching the scene coldly.
From the time he got the information about the recent strange developments in the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic, to when he entered the elevator just now and heard a conversation between several of them, to now when these pure-bloods are speaking without restraint among themselves, John can clearly feel that these people have become a faction of their own.
In the upper power structure of the magic world, which was originally controlled by pure-bloods, they split off into their own circle.
While Jon was observing, a black door facing him was suddenly opened from the inside.
A fat old man with a walrus-like beard and a smile on his face walked out.
"Ha, that's great, a new person has arrived Elena."
Upon hearing his voice, the witch called Mrs. Parkinson suddenly broke into a smile as beautiful as a chrysanthemum on her face.
"Yes, just like I talked to you before, Horace, they are all very lazy. Those who can report on the last day are diligent people."
"I'm just short of manpower right now. You know, there's just too much information left by the former deputy director. They've already signed it, right? Then let me pick someone first so that my old arms and legs can have a rest. Well, let's pick him, the young man from Ollivander's family."
