Chapter 1114: Infiltration magic club

Will it be difficult for Pansy to run through the Ministry?
No, with Maca's penetration of the Ministry of Magic today, Pansy's trip is bound to become extremely easy. After all, although Maca couldn't come forward in person, it was OK to ask Pansy to secretly bring a word to Kingsley for him.
And based on Kingsley's wisdom and experience, when Pansy saw him, he didn't even need to make his words too clear—with a hint, the other party would probably know what to do.
However, for Pansy personally, the Ministry of Magic has always been the center of the entire British magic world. In the face of the underground building representing the power of wizards in Britain, she thought she had no confidence at all just thinking that she needed to go in to save people.
"So ... is it going to start at night?"
Naturally, Pansy thought that Maca would definitely let her wait for the evening. After all, at night, the Ministry of Magic will rarely encounter anyone except those on duty.
But soon, Maca shook her head and said:
"Night? No, you have to go during the day, and try to bring those two out when there are as many people as possible."
As he said, he took out several potions bottles from his waist and threw them to Pansy's side. With a small floating spell, those potions containing potions immediately floated in front of Pansy.
"Compound decoction-I think you should know what this is," he said. "Before entering the Ministry of Magic, remember to take a sip to change your appearance ... The primers such as the hair needed in the medicine have not Plus, you can figure it out yourself! "
Compound decoctions are not easy to prepare, especially as they usually take a long time. Seeing Maca took out this potion, Pansy finally understood the way in which she would sneak into the Ministry of Magic.
"Remember to go to Auror's office first and see the head of the room Kingsley Shackle ... Well, maybe he is leading the search outside now, so I think you have to wait in his office I won't see him for a while. "
Speaking of which, Macalle paused before adding:
"When you meet him, just say that you passed directly from school, and then you can clearly say that you are 'stealing' ... trust me, he will understand what you mean."
After Demarca explained the matter lightly, he waved his hand and finally said:
"Okay, go ahead and get ready for class! I remember that you only have three lessons this morning. You will be able to come back at lunch time after class. Of course, if you don't have time, you will be back. Is it also a good idea to go straight to the kitchen to fill your stomach? "
Maca's words were so light, but Pansy still had some thought to think about lunch. Before long, she could only leave Makka's room with a heavy heart, ready to go to class as he said.
"By the way, show me the wand you bought at Tipping Lane! You can fail, but I don't want you to fail because of this second-hand wand-if that happens, it seems too much Stupid! "
...
Maca adjusted her wand for her, and it was obviously easier to use than when she bought it. Of course, the type of wood and core of the staff has not changed, so the characteristics of the wand are still slightly different from hers.
However, it ’s been a lot smoother to cast his curse, so I wo n’t be afraid to remind you of any accidents.
In the morning, two lessons of three lessons were consumed, and Panxi barely listened. When the professor gave a lecture in the front, she planned the specific course of action after going to the Ministry of Magic.
It was only in class that Pansy didn't notice that Draco occasionally glanced at her, seeming to care a little about her.
No doubt this was the first time she hadn't visited Draco, and Draco turned her attention to her situation.
When the third lesson finally came to an end, Pansy not only didn't feel relieved about the bell after class, but her mood was even more solemn.
After a moment, she took a few vials of compound decoction given to her by Maca, and quietly left Hogwarts Castle, and passed the path again to the Hogsmeade Owl Post Office.
"Crack--"
In a blast, Pansy went straight to London from the woods outside the village.
In the past, when the Minister of Magic was Connelly Fudge, Pansy had accompanied his father to see the Ministry of Magic.
Nowadays, she is not even acquainted with herself due to the large-scale transfer of personnel in the ministry. But she knew all the floors and areas.
For example, Maca wants her to go to the Auror office first, and she needs to take the elevator to the sixth floor. Besides, Illuli and the witch Muriel were bound to be detained in the bottom of the Ministry of Dungeon.
However, before considering the actions after entering, she had to figure out how to find a proper wizard and use her hair as a primer for compound decoction.
Yes, at least find a talent who works in the Ministry of Magic! Because Pansy remembers that ordinary wizards had to show their wands at the security desk when they went to the Ministry of Magic.
"what?"
Hesitating beside the red telephone booth in the guest passage, Panxi suddenly seemed to think of something, and gave a slight buzz.
"Speaking of it, why should I avoid the check of the wand?"
While talking, Pansy took out the wand and looked at it.
Honestly, she originally thought that Maca was a wand that was adjusted to prevent her from having an accident while casting a spell, but in fact this wand was much easier to use.
But now that I think about it, maybe Maca already thought that entering the Ministry of Magic would require the wand to check and register, so she changed the wand.
For example, this wand is already a full inch shorter than before, I'm afraid I can see the core inside when I cut it off. In addition, the engraving on the staff has been removed and turned into a bare wand.
And with such a wand that has been altered, it is obvious that the Ministry of Magic is unlikely to keep records.
"That way, it's clear what to do."
Panxi pursed her lips, suddenly turned and walked to the original street, and after a short while, returned to this uninhabited place again.
At this time, in her hands, she already had a long, light brown hair with a little wave.
This hair is obviously from a woman-of course, she is a girl herself, and certainly cannot be camouflaged with a male appearance.
But more importantly, the hostess of this hair was just a Muggle woman randomly selected by Panxi from the roadside.
That's right, she didn't even intend to use a wizard's hair!
"Anyway, it's just appearance. If you just want to become a stranger that no one has ever seen, it's perfect to choose a Muggle as a deformation template."
Thinking so secretly, Pansy found a corner here, and then put the hair into one of the bottles of compound decoction. And when she shook it gently, she drank it as she lifted her neck.
Suddenly, she felt fever all over her body, and her bones and muscles were itching. Immediately after, a large group of little mice had penetrated under her skin, and began to surge continuously.
A short while later, Pansy's body was pulled up a few inches again, and her dark brown, short-eared hair gradually grew, and quickly turned into the same light brown as the previous hair.
It can be seen that the Muggle lady she chose had pretty good facial features and figure, not to mention very beautiful, at least it was considered to be a more look-resistant type.
Unfortunately, a mole on the tip of the nose disrupted the coordination of the entire face, making her look inexplicably funny.
Of course, Panxi didn't come here to choose a beauty pageant. Even she herself didn't care much about the appearance after the transformation, and she certainly didn't care about other people's opinions.
After all, this is not what she was.
It was only because of some changes in her height that she couldn't ignore, she had to lengthen her robes again, and then she took a few deep breaths to relieve the tension in her heart.
"No problem. This is a compound decoction prepared by McLean. It will definitely not be discovered!"
However, even if this compound decoction comes from the hands of Maca, it cannot change the fact that it has a specific aging effect. Now that he had taken the potion, Pansy knew he couldn't waste time here.
"Click ---"
I saw she was walking two steps to the old red telephone booth, and quickly opened the door and went in.
After waiting, Pansy remembered the experiences of his father bringing himself to the Ministry of Magic in his memory. He closed the door, picked up the phone's microphone, and hula-dialed a few numbers. It came out:
"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic of the United Kingdom, please state your name and what to do!"
"Uh ... Christina Hussey ~ EbookFREE.me ~ from the United States, come and register for the wand."
Pansy said a random name.
"Thank you," the woman followed, and said, "guest, please pick up the badge that slides out and keep it out of your chest."
The voice didn't fall, only to hear the ding ling bang, a square silver badge suddenly fell from the coin back into the small box below.
Pansy took a look and was writing the name she had just reported, as well as the word "register".
Immediately, only that female voice sounded again:
"Dear guests, you will need to undergo an inspection at the security checkpoint and register your visit by recording the wand information-the security checkpoint is located at the end of the main hall, so please be sure to cooperate."
After all, the ground under Pansy's feet suddenly trembled and slowly sank underground.
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