Chapter 1118

Kingsley is undoubtedly an "excellent" wizard, and although Martin is on Haier Bo's side, there is no doubt about his own magic ability.

In fact, even if the two sides choose different camps, it can not be said that who is right and who is wrong.

After all, even Maka himself doesn't know what the final outcome of the confrontation between him and Haier Bo will be.

Of course, as far as Martin's series of strategies and actions are concerned, Kingsley may be stronger in wisdom alone.

But anyway, the duel between Kingsley and Martin is still going on, and it is obviously unknown which of the two "excellent" contemporary wizards will win the final victory.

It's a pity that no one can see their suspense fight with their own eyes.

……

Just as Kingsley was fighting back and forth with Martin in the abandoned house in the overturned lane, pansy, who knew nothing about it, had to sit on the sofa in his office, drinking tea and waiting for his return.

Time, little by little.

For pansy who used compound decoction, every minute and every second is very valuable. But since Marca has said that she must come to see Kingsley first, she can only wait and see.

He picked up his cup and took a sip of black tea. Pansy stared at the furnishings in the office, sometimes for a while.

No way. The Aurors outside, regardless of men and women, are basically very busy. Naturally, they don't have much time to entertain her. Like the one eyed woman Aurora just now, it's very hard to make her a pot of tea and send it.

A moment later, pansy came back from a daze.

She looked at the wall clock, looked at the tea that was gradually losing heat, and finally touched the remaining magic medicine bottles in her pocket.

When she thought about it, she felt she couldn't wait any longer.

"McLean is not a prophet, and he can't even count accidents - although he asked me to meet Kingsley schacker, it would certainly bring her a lot of help to her" stealing action ", he always needs to be flexible."

After drinking the remaining half cup of black tea that had cooled in the cup, she finally couldn't stand the continuous reduction of the duration of the compound decoction, and suddenly stood up and walked outside.

"Excuse me... Where is the bathroom?"

"Huh?"

The former aurora is dictating a report document to an automatic quill pen. Pansy's voice suddenly sounded behind her. She couldn't help but give a little meal, then waved her hand and brushed the quill aside first.

"Bathroom?" she seemed to be a little confused. "Isn't there a bathroom in Kingsley's office? It's also an independent personal bathroom -"

"Oh, I'm sorry," pansy said immediately. "Maybe you can understand... It's because it's a personal bathroom. I always find it inconvenient."

"Well... Also, it seems a little inappropriate for a young lady to use a that only men have used." the other party smiled, but then shrugged and said, "although I think it's actually nothing."

After such a careless expression of her personal feelings, she pointed to the corridor outside the door.

"Go out and turn right to the end. There is the public bathroom in our Aurora Office - don't worry, there is a good distinction between men's and women's!"

In the joke of the one eyed woman Auror, pansy pursed her mouth and hurried out of Auror's office.

Although she did have two cups of tea just now, it was obvious that going to the bathroom was just an excuse. After walking along the right side of the corridor for a short time, she immediately turned back and carefully passed by the door of Auror's office again without disturbing anyone.

Not long ago, I waited a little at the entrance of the elevator when I came, and then took the elevator straight down the floor.

"The third floor is the magic accident disaster department; this floor includes the memory cancellation headquarters and Muggle problem mediation..."

With the crash of the elevator fence door opening, the gentle female voice on the newspaper floor began to read the Department office area on the floor. At the same time, some people go out and others come in. Generally speaking, there are several more people in the elevator.

"Oh, this beautiful lady - I think the guest badge you are wearing must be a wizard from abroad?"

Pansy did not expect that at the moment when the elevator started again, a young wizard suddenly opened his mouth to talk to her.

"Ah... Well, yes."

Pansy nodded, more or less a greeting.

"I'm from America."

While recalling the real American wizards she had seen at some dinner parties, she imitated the accents of those people as much as possible, but it turned into a strange emphasis that no one had ever heard of.

In the other party's curious look, pansy couldn't help thinking that he must remember to take off the badge on his chest for a while!

"Oh! Your English accent is really good. It sounds like the tone of Liverpool..."

Listening to the other party's blunt praise, pansy really wanted to sew his mouth with a needle and thread - is there such a boast? You know, Liverpool English is not even understood by most British people!

However, as the elevator went down and stopped, stopped and fell, the uninteresting young wizard kept nagging beside her, so that pansy could only reluctantly respond.

When the elevator was at the International Magic Cooperation Department, perhaps no one found that his left hand hidden in his sleeve was trembling slightly, and a drop of blood slipped down his middle finger to the ground.

……

Before long, pansy took the elevator all the way down. When she came to the atrium floor, she kept the surface calm as much as possible, and her feet stood where they were.

Because she will go to the level of the Department of mystery affairs next, and there are often very few people going to that level.

To be honest, this step is the most difficult to muddle through.

Fortunately, though the men and women who were waiting in line outside the door stared at her suspiciously for several times after all the people in the elevator were empty, no one came to ask her why she wanted to go to the Department of mystery affairs.

Looking at the elevator door slamming shut again, pansy went down with the elevator until the Wizards completely disappeared from her sight.

In fact, pansy, who had heard of the Department of mystery affairs in his father's mouth, was very curious about this special department of the Ministry of magic that needs to sign a confidentiality agreement to work in it.

But now, she just wants to pass by.

She was more concerned about whether she could successfully bring Emily out of the Ministry of magic without Kingsley's help than the Department of mystery, which had many rumors outside.

Oh, of course! If possible, it's best to take away the dirty witch named Muriel and let Martin really owe her a favor

When pansy went out of the elevator, he saw a piece of shiny black bricks as black as ink. These bricks have been strengthened by magic, and it is almost difficult for ordinary magic spells to cause significant damage to them.

If you want to go to the dungeon where iluli and Muriel are most likely to be detained, you must go along this corridor to the stone stairs on the other side.

She just hoped that she had better not meet anyone along the way, even if she had opened her invisibility cloak.

Step gently and hold your breath... In such a quiet corridor, any sound will be infinitely amplified, so that wizards at any position in the corridor can hear it.

In fact, the corridor outside the circular room of the Department of mystery is not long. If you can take a trot, you can even walk to the end in two minutes.

But pansy only felt as if he had walked here for more than half an hour!

Fortunately, until the end, she did not meet any "silent person" working in the Department of mystery affairs.

When pansy went down to the real last floor of the Ministry of magic, a more strange silence than the silence in the corridor of the Department of mystery filled her senses, which made her even miss the gentle female voice in charge of the newspaper in the elevator.

It can be seen that the floors and walls of the dungeon are still made of rocks that have been used since ancient times, and there are almost cutting marks in some places. The ancient magic used to keep it clean makes it spotless, but it has no effect on the cobwebs of those spiders.

Right in front of the stairs, a straight corridor continues to extend to the distance. Among the light emitted by a torch, there is a prison door on the left side of the corridor at intervals.

On the right side of this corridor, most of the courtrooms have been abandoned for a long time - not so many criminals need to be tried at the same time in modern times than in wartime in the past. Even most of the cells have been abandoned for a long time, not to mention these courtrooms.

And it was at this time that pansy suddenly heard a faint noise from nowhere, which made her feel like a meal at her feet.