The cold female voice spoke again. "The fourth floor, Magical Animal Management and Control Department, contains the Beast, Otherworldling and Specter Office, Fairy Liaison Office and Pest Inquiry Office."
The elevator door opened once again, and three notes flew out with a whoosh.
However, a few more notes flew in and circled around the lamp above their heads, causing it to flicker.
"Goodbye, little guy."
Angus waved at Elwyn and pointed at the big metal box that kept making noises. "If you're interested, you can come and watch us deal with this guy. We'll probably dissect it and remove its wings and tail. The process will definitely make you lose your appetite for lunch."
They left the elevator. Mr. Weasley wanted to comfort Sirius, and Elwyn wanted to say something to Barty Crouch.
However, there were still four wizards in the elevator, so they could only restrain themselves.
No one spoke, only the clanking of the elevator could be heard.
"The third floor, Magical Accident and Disaster Department, contains the Contingency Reversal Team, Memory Cancellation Command and Muggle Problem Mediation Committee."
Almost everyone had left the elevator when they reached this floor, leaving only Mr. Weasley, Sirius, Elwyn and a witch.
The witch was reading a long piece of parchment that reached the floor. She did not even raise her head, nor did she have the energy or time to care about her surroundings.
Elwyn wondered if she had missed the floor. The elevator swayed slightly as it moved up, and the remaining notes continued to circle around the lamp.
Then, the door opened.
The voice announced, "The second floor, Magical Law Enforcement Department. Contains the prohibition of abuse of the Magical Department, Aurora Command and Weisengamo Management Organization. "
"We're here." Mr. Weasley said. Everyone walked out.
They were standing in a deserted corridor, with doors on both sides.
It was dark outside the window, and a hurricane was blowing and a storm was falling.
Elwyn walked to the window and was surprised to see a wooden house that had just been blown by the wind.
"These are enchanted windows. The Magic Maintenance Office decides the weather every day. They want a raise, so this damn hurricane has been blowing for more than a month, "Mr. Weasley explained." Except for these few days, it has been sunny most of the time. "
This spell was very strange. Elwyn could feel a slight magical fluctuation from it.
If he knew the incantation, he might be able to use it to create a small illusion to confuse the enemy, which would be very valuable in actual combat.
After studying it for a while, he suddenly realized that now was not the time to study magic. He had to find a way to tell Barty Crouch Jr.
Mr. Weasley also seemed to want to talk. He carefully looked around, and after confirming that there was no one around, he lowered his voice and said to Sirius, "I need to talk to you. Why did you come to the Ministry of Magic today? Also, why did you ask me to take care of Harry during the summer vacation?"
"Because I was cursed by the Lord Voldemort. Dumbledore and Sirius will find a way to help me break it during the upcoming summer vacation," Elwyn explained.
"What?" Mr. Weasley shouted, shocked.
Then, he realized that his voice was too loud. Fortunately, there was no one around.
The Aurora office was nearby, and all of them had been sent out.
Elwyn and Sirius briefly explained what happened last night. Mr. Weasley's face was filled with disbelief and worry.
"The curse of the Lord Voldemort." He looked at the greenish-black snake hoop in Elwyn's hand. "With Dumbledore around, there shouldn't be a problem."
There was not much confidence in his voice. He did not have much hope that Elwyn would be able to break the curse.
Although Dumbledore was powerful, the infamy and power of the Lord Voldemort was too deeply rooted in people's hearts.
"Don't worry, I will take care of Harry," he said with a sigh. "You can focus on breaking the curse. If you are not back by the time the World Cup starts, I will personally go to the Muggle family and bring him to my home."
Sirius thanked him. To be honest, he was most worried about Harry.
He had originally planned to spend more time with Harry this summer and go on a trip.
He also wanted to visit the Dursleys and warn them not to bully Harry, but it was all for naught now.
However, helping Elwyn break the curse was obviously more urgent and important.
"Let's go in. Don't just stand here. Elwyn still needs to write a letter to his parents," Sirius said. "Dumbledore might come back at any time."
"Wait, we just saw the wizard at the International Magic Cooperation Office," Elwyn said hurriedly. "I think …"
"You mean Barty Crouch?" Sirius's lips curled into a cold smile. "Of course he won't go into the elevator. He doesn't want to have anything to do with someone like me, even if we are alone. I think my acquittal must have had a big impact on him. He must hate me to death right now. "
"Alright, don't take it to heart, Sirius," Mr. Weasley patted him on the shoulder. "You know, old Barty has always been like this …"
"Of course I know. In a way, he's an amazing wizard," Sirius said. "Of course, he's also very powerful."
"That's right. I don't have a good impression of him. I think …" Elwyn said, not knowing how to reveal the information he knew.
"No one would have a good impression of this guy, but it's undeniable that he's the strongest opponent of Lord Voldemort." A strange expression appeared on Sirius's face. He looked at Elwyn with a complicated gaze. "Barty Crouch has always publicly said that he's against Black Magic, but many people who are against Black Magic are … Sigh, you wouldn't understand. Too many things happened back then. Although you're very smart, you're still too young …"
"If you're talking about him convicting you without a trial, and him personally sending his son to Azkaban." Elwyn narrowed his eyes. "Actually, I've investigated Mr. Crouch in detail. I might know more than you think."
"Elwyn, you said you're investigating Barty?" Mr. Weasley looked a little nervous.
"I know I can't hide anything from you." A helpless smile flashed across Sirius's thin face. He did not seem to be surprised. "He sent me to Azkaban without a public trial. I don't blame him for that. Although I wasn't happy about it, I did need a place to atone for my sins. In a way, he was helping me … "
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