When Owen finally sent the Goodelof family away, the entire Harris House fell into silence in the middle of the night. Allen, who had already fallen asleep for a while, rubbed his eyes and got up from his bed. He had drunk too much alcohol during the dinner and before going to sleep.
After a while, Alan saw his daughter, Helena, floating in the pitch-dark room in the corridor after losing some weight. Alan clenched his hands. After all, ghosts were not living creatures. They didn't need to sleep. She must be very lonely wandering in the room in the dead of the night. Alan thought to himself, 'Helena, you're not a living creature. You don't need to sleep.'
Allen adjusted his pajamas so that he did not look so sloppy and lazy. Then, he softly called out to his daughter, "Helena."
"Father?" Helena turned around and floated over.
The portrait that Allen retrieved from the entrance of the Hogwarts kitchen appeared in his hand. Allen looked at Helena and said softly, "This is Helga? Hufflepuff's portrait. Do you want to hang it in your room? This way, you can chat with Helga to kill some time when you're bored at night. "
Allen was about to unfold the portrait when he heard Helena say, "Father, it's too late. Don't disturb her." Helena floated two steps forward and brushed her hand over the portrait. "Let's hang it in the kitchen. She likes to watch people cook. She'll make friends with grandma. Don't worry, father. I'm just familiarizing myself with the house."
"Then I'll bring you back to your room first. You can slowly familiarize yourself with it during the day. You don't have to deliberately hide your condition. You can go through the wall if you want. We don't have so many rules in our house. Of course, you'd better confirm the condition inside before entering the bathroom …" Allen, who was obedient to his daughter, stretched out his arm. Helena floated over and hugged her father gently before returning to her room.
Helena was led by Allen to her room. Her bedroom was right next to Allen's. On the reddish-brown wooden door. Nailed to the door was a door plate with Helena's name written in flowery English. There were also some decorative drawings of flowers and birds on it. Helena reached out her long and transparent fingers and touched the name on the door plate that belonged to her like a living person. Her fingers followed the strokes of the letters and wrote the entire name again. Even though she was the spirit of Ravenclaw Academy, she did not have a room of her own. She could only rest in her mother's statue.
Allen didn't leave immediately. He walked into his daughter's new room and dragged a chair to the side of the bed. He patted the bed and said, "Helena, why don't you try lying down? Let me tell you about the 'Tales of Bedou the Poet'. "
"Father, I was older than you when I was alive... I've long since passed the age of listening to bedtime stories," Although Helena said those words, she still did as she was told and floated on the bed.
"Let's not talk about age in the future … Your grandfather treated me like this when I was young. Just treat it as fulfilling father's wish." Allen ignored his daughter's complaints and went straight to the story. "A beloved wizard used his magic to help his neighbors. He made a cure in this magic pot. It was a round pot … "
Allen's voice had a quiet and gentle power in the middle of the night. Helena lay on her bed and rested her head on her hand. She didn't blink as she watched her father tell her the fairy tales that only wizard children would listen to. Helena had seen the junior students reading these stories many times, but at this moment, they gave her a different meaning.
After saying goodbye to her father, Helena floated to her bed as if she was alive. She let herself float on the bed. She couldn't understand how the bed felt, but judging from its thickness and color, Helena guessed that it must be very soft and comfortable.
The ghost had no tears. She stared at the curtain that gently fluttered in the cool summer night breeze from the window. She had not seen her father since she was born. Her mother's attitude towards her a thousand years ago was not as affectionate as it was now. Many times she heard others say that she was an undesirable child, and her mother was so smart, wise and great. Because of this, when she was still alive, she wanted to be more famous than her mother, Rona Claudia. Ravenclaw was smarter and more famous. She stole Ravenclaw's crown, which symbolized wisdom, and hid it in a hollow tree in the forest of Albania. However, she found out from her mother a few years ago that it was all planned by her mother. Her purpose was to prevent her soul from getting lost in the Underworld …
Even though she knew that her mother and father's plan was to protect her, she grew up with nothing but feelings for Helga Pudding. Other than Hufflepuff taking care of her, she had always felt lonely. The other wizards who were friendly to her were either forced by her mother's prestige, hoping to please her mother through her, or prying into her eyebrows and identity.
Today's grand welcome, seeing the undisguised anticipation and joy on their faces, made her feel something she hadn't felt for many years. She tilted her head and tried hard to recall, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't find the words to describe this feeling. She couldn't determine what she was feeling at this moment. No matter what, from today onwards, she had a place to belong. This was her home.
The next day, after nine o 'clock, the sky was still dark. Compared to the dark clouds outside, the living room of Harris' house was brightly lit. After washing up, Allen slowly walked downstairs, feeling refreshed.
Just now, Allen received a letter from the Ministry of Magic. His and Luna's positions as Silent Ones had been approved, and they were required to work at the Ministry of Magic within a few days. Thus, early in the morning, Allen contacted Luna and was about to leave, when bursts of laughter from the kitchen attracted his attention.
In the kitchen, Helena was introducing her family members to the Hufflepuff portrait that Allen had hung on the wall last night. Helena, who had finally walked out of the tavern, and Morgan-le-Feil were clearly very congenial. In terms of cooking, especially desserts, Morgan-le-Feil was very interested.
And Helena was clearly very satisfied with her family's attitude towards Helena and her position in the kitchen. When her eyes met with Allen's, she nodded amiably at Allen. Seeing this, Allen smiled knowingly and nodded. He turned around and left with Phantom Shift.
When Allen's figure approached the main hall of the Ministry of Magic and shook off the members and visitors who took the initiative to greet him, he discovered that the strangely dressed Luna and Lunn had already arrived at the row of golden doors at the end of the hall. They were conversing beside the twenty elevators. This was their agreed meeting point.
After meeting up, they walked into the crowd in front of one of the elevators. A middle-aged female wizard with reddish blonde curly hair smiled at Lunn fawningly, but didn't dare to take the initiative to greet her. However, her eyes couldn't help but look at Luna from time to time.
Because it wasn't a school uniform, Luna, who wore a bold and fancy headband, was wearing a loose cotton blue skirt with random patterns. She wore layers of self-made large necklaces and chains connected to rings and bracelets that hung diagonally. The chains were made of several different colored hemp ropes that were twisted together, and the sandals made of full cowhide soles made her look like a field trip instead of an official at the Ministry of Magic. Her colorful clothes formed a sharp contrast with the wizards around her who were all dressed in formal attire.
"How have you been, Madam Eckmore? How's your daughter's face? "Lunn took the initiative to greet her.
"Director Harris, I'm sorry for troubling you. My daughter's face is fine now." The female wizard looked a little flattered. "Although I'm in charge of the transportation network, please don't worry. I'll urge my colleagues to speed up the modification process as soon as possible."
Following a series of clanking sounds, an elevator descended in front of them. The golden gate was gently opened. The wizards didn't rush to enter until Lunn led Allen and Luna into the elevator. Only then did they follow behind. Not only Madam Eckmore, but the wizards in the elevator also tacitly moved closer to the elevator wall, leaving the middle space for Lunn and the others. There were seven Archpriests in the Ministry of Magic, each in charge of one aspect of the magic world. Among them, Lunn was in charge of the Magical Law Enforcement Department, which was the largest among all the Archpriests. Other than the Department of Occult Affairs, the other Archpriests were more or less related to it, so Lunn was actually their immediate superior.
Lunn led Allen and Luna to his office. From his drawer, he took out two small books with brown leather covers. The books could be folded into three layers. On the left was the information of the holder, Allen and Luna's photos; in the middle was the logo of the Ministry of Magic; and on the right were the names of the departments and duties they were in charge of.
Allen's gaze was fixed on the seal in the middle that represented the Ministry of Magic. It was a light golden seal that seemed to emit light like the sun. It was composed of two circles, and in the middle of the large circle on the inner side of the seal was the capital letter M of Magic. In the middle of the letter M was a wand, and at the top of the wand, the two sharp horns on the M were emitting starlight like the wings of an angel. The small circle on the outside was surrounded by the words "Ministry of Magic (Mnistry)".
Magic). "
"The Division of Occult Affairs is the most special department in the Ministry of Magic. It is an independent department located on the ninth floor of the Ministry of Magic. It is the department of the Ministry of Magic that conducts secret research on specific puzzles. Most of its business is kept secret from ordinary wizards. Very few wizards in the Ministry of Magic really know what it is like. Those who work in the Division of Occult Affairs are known as the Silent People because their work is of the highest level of confidentiality and secrecy. They rarely talk about their work, even if they are former employees. After the incident with Lord Voldemort, we have removed all the surveillance equipment in the Division of Occult Affairs. I think even though my father has the right to know, he doesn't know what they are doing except for the records of the storage and safekeeping of the prophecies. " Lunn also brought his ID. "I'll take you there, Allen, Luna. It's an honor to be your colleague."
Allen kept the ID. "The main business of this department seems to be what the Muggle scientists do, which is to reveal the source and rules that govern the operation of magic."
"But they can't learn it because they haven't seen the Nether Scroll." Luna put the ID into her Raven Waist Pouch.
Lunn heard the two children talking about a big secret as if they were just chatting. He coughed a few times to remind his brother and Ravenclaw to pay attention to the privacy of their conversation. He then took the initiative to change the topic. "Arthur? When Weasley was attacked, it was actually an illegal action by the Order of the Phoenix. They took turns to break into the Division of Occult Affairs to guard the prophecy ball. But since we didn't stop them at that time, it was inconvenient for us to pursue the Order of the Phoenix after the incident. In the end, we only punished the Division of Occult Affairs for their poor management and let them take the blame. Kroc is not an official material, so he's a little sensitive about this. Although it's not that he's emotional, he's a little too careful after that … "
Allen felt a little helpless when his brother coughed and pretended not to hear anything. "Lunn, of course I know you can hear me and Luna. I'll tell you when I understand everything. Don't be so boring for the sake of my apprentice, Merlin. You're my elder brother and I'm his younger brother. What are you avoiding? Even Daisy and Emily don't like you because of this, let alone other girls …"
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