Witcher at Hogwarts

He didn't notice it until Tonks approached him. Seeing this, Tonks had to knock on the table to remind the young wizard.

The young wizard was startled. He turned his head and saw Tonks standing in front of the table. His glasses suddenly lit up.

"Hey, Nymphadora, why are you here?" The young wizard looked at Tonks with what he thought was a charming smile.

Ethan noticed that Tonks's breathing was obviously tighter. She was the most flattering person to call herself Nymphadora. This young man was obviously flattering the horse's hooves.

"Bud, I'm bringing Mr. Ethan to attend the award ceremony for the Order of Merlin, Second Class," Tonks said.

"Ethan?" The young wizard named Bard visibly perked up, "Is he the butcher in Knockturn Alley?"

Bud looked at Ethan with curious eyes.

"Bud! It's rude of you to say that!" Tonks turned dark and scolded in a low voice.

Only then did Bud realize that it was inappropriate to call others names in front of others, and he scratched his head in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ethan." Bud apologized to Ethan.

"Mr. Ethan, this must be your first time coming to the Ministry of Magic. According to regulations, I have to conduct a series of examinations on you. Please come here."

Ethan already knew the specific procedures for entering the Ministry of Magic, so he accepted the inspection obediently.

Ethan approached Bud, and Bud held up a long golden rod, as thin and flexible as a car's antenna, and used it to sweep Ethan's chest and back from top to bottom.

The instrument suddenly sounded a sharp alarm, which startled Bard and attracted the attention of the people around him.

Tonks noticed it and hurriedly took a few steps forward, blocking the view of others.

"Mr. Ethan, do you have any weapons on you?" Bud asked in surprise.

"Oh, yes, it's a weapon I use for self-defense." Ethan replied casually.

"Mr. Ethan, you are not allowed to carry weapons into the Ministry of Magic." Bard explained patiently.

"Oh, I understand." Ethan cooperated and began to disassemble his weapons, took out a long dagger from his chest and placed it on the table.

Bard looked at the dagger on the table in shock. He could not have imagined that there would be wizards using such barbaric weapons today.

Ethan suddenly thought of something again, bent down, pulled out a long iron spike from his boots, and placed it on the table.

Ethan, who was still not satisfied, touched his lower back again, took out a crossbow from it, touched his hair, and placed two steel needles that were obviously poisoned and exuded a faint blue color on the table.

After a while, the table was filled with weapons of various shapes. Bard swallowed hard as he looked at the pile of weapons.

"There should be none now." Ethan said in a relaxed tone, "Please keep it safe for me. I will take it back when I come out. Please keep those two balls away from the source of fire. By the way, don't be caught by those two balls." A steel needle pricked me."

"Okay, Mr. Ethan, please come over and take the wand test." Bud's voice was frighteningly dry.

Ethan didn't tell Bud that there was a switchblade hidden in each of his boots. As long as he lightly tapped his heel, it would pop out.

"Mr. Ethan, please hand me the wand." Bud's voice became much hoarse.

Ethan handed over the wand, and Bud threw it on a strange-looking brass machine that looked like a single-plate scale.

The machine began to vibrate slightly. A narrow strip of parchment spit out quickly from a slit in the bottom. Bud pulled the paper off and read the words.

"Twelve inches long, made of ghoul bone? The core material of the staff is unknown?" Bard's voice was a little distorted.

This was the first time he had seen a wand made of ghoul bones, not to mention that the wand core machine couldn't detect it.

This machine has been used by the Ministry of Magic for many years. It has recorded the characteristics of tens of thousands of materials, and it rarely detects unknown materials.

"Mr. Ethan, do you know what material the core of your wand is made of?" Bud asked cautiously.

"It's the dementor's spinal cord," Ethan replied carelessly.

This undoubtedly gave Bard a big shock. "Is this kind of wand core legal?" Bard asked tremblingly.

"Of course it's legal. I can show you the invoice from Ollivander's Wand Shop." Ethan said calmly.

Bud was about to check when he saw Tonks' threatening eyes standing behind Ethan.

Then Bud shrank his neck and said, "I don't think so, Mr. Ethan, you can get your wand back." After that, he handed the wand to Ethan.

Then poke the piece of parchment onto a small brass nail.

"Now that all the inspections are completed, you can go and handle your affairs." Sweat appeared on Bud's forehead.

Watching Ethan's retreating back, Bud turned around and took out a cardboard box, and began to carefully pack up the things piled on the table. Bud's movements were very gentle, lest he be injured by any weapon.

Tonks led Ethan through the door and into a smaller hall over there. There were at least twenty elevators there, blocked by elaborate golden grating doors.

There was a long queue near the elevator. Ethan and Tonks stood and waited for a while. With a tinkling and clicking sound, an elevator landed in front of them. The golden fence door slid open gently, and the two people hurriedly followed the crowd and squeezed in.

As soon as the two of them entered, the fence door slammed shut, the elevator slowly rose, the chain rattled, and the indifferent woman's voice that Ethan heard in the phone booth rang again, announcing each floor.

As time went by, there were fewer and fewer people in the elevator. On the first floor, in the Office of the Minister of Magic, the Logistics Office and the Auditorium, a woman's emotionless voice came from the elevator again.

Tonks took a deep breath and stepped out of the elevator. Ethan looked around curiously. This floor was particularly luxurious. There were thick carpets on the floor. All offices had bright wooden doors with bright wooden doors on them. There is a small sign with the name and position of the person in the room.

Ethan noticed that one of them was Dolores Umbridge, a name he was familiar with.

Ethan noticed a window through which bright sunlight poured in.

"Aren't we underground?" Ethan asked curiously.

"Yeah, that's right," Tonks said, "These are enchanted windows. The Magical Maintenance Department decides what weather we have every day."

"Last time, Mr. Fudge delayed the Magic Maintenance Department's salary for several days, and the Magic Maintenance Department caused a sandstorm here for two weeks!" Tonks said to Ethan in a low voice.

The carpet was so soft that it felt like stepping into the clouds. Tonks and Ethan walked forward silently. The entire corridor was extremely quiet, which was in great contrast to the noisy hall.

Tonks and Ethan pushed open wooden doors one after another, and finally came to a particularly large wooden door with two words written on it, auditorium.

Tonks nervously adjusted her wizard robe and knocked on the wooden door.