The trio stopped at the exclusive entrance to the Ministry of magic, a telephone booth common in the Muggle world in the 20th century.


    Arthur Weasley stopped talking.


    After a moment of silence, he asked, "Mr. Cole walker, are you sure you want to go with Harry? Although you have served as Auror in the Ministry of magic before, but... You know.


    That place doesn''t welcome you very much now. "


    While talking, Weasley smiled awkwardly and politely, came up to Cole and joked, "there are many rumors about you now.


    After the Dark Lord dies, the notorious Death Eater hunters may return to their old business and turn their guns against other wizards.


    To be honest, sometimes, like the Dark Lord, you make wizards feel very afraid. "


    Hearing Arthur Weasley''s jokes, he made a particularly real evaluation.


    Harry became more and more curious.


    A Muggle, why are wizards afraid of him?


    At the dinner table yesterday, Cole pointed a pistol at Professor Lupin''s face. He was a teacher with rich combat experience who had served as a defense against the dark arts class in Hogwarts.


    There are many ways to make the gun misfire, or turn it into something strange and lose its lethality.


    But.


    All the members of the order of the Phoenix watched helplessly, and no one stopped them.


    Bury the question deeply in your heart.


    Harry looked up at Cole. The smell of cigarettes made him cough.


    In Weasley''s mouth, the Death Eater hunter, who is as famous as the Dark Lord to some extent, frowned slightly, snuffed out his cigarette butt and said coldly, "I''m not interested in what people in the Ministry of magic think.


    But there are Dementors in the world of ordinary people. I think someone will be willing to explain it for me. "


    Such a naked threat.


    Weasley raised his eyebrows at Harry reluctantly.


    He knew very well who Cole was suggesting.


    Cunning Lucius Malfoy, the pure blood wizard suspected of being a Death Eater.


    Previously, due to some political issues, the two sides reached some agreements. The Ministry of magic strictly controlled the number of black wizards and magical creatures in the Muggle world.


    In return, Cole agreed to leave Auror''s office and never enter the magic world without the approval of the Ministry of magic.


    however.


    Dementors, evil and dangerous magical creatures, were hit by each other.


    If the Ministry of magic cannot give a reasonable explanation, the fragile agreement may have to expire.


    The internal space of the public telephone booth is very narrow.


    When three people ride at the same time, it will inevitably be a little crowded.


    Like an old elevator, the telephone booth landed at the entrance of the Ministry of magic through a magic rope.


    Weekday morning.


    Even in the magical world, the roads are crowded.


    Wizards always walk out of the fireplace by bathing in green flames through guest channels disguised as telephone booths or using flying road networks.


    Before leaving the phone booth.


    Arthur grabbed the door handle, turned his head and looked at Cole. He smiled awkwardly and stopped talking.


    Originally, he wanted to admonish each other. After entering the Ministry of magic, he might be able to keep a low profile to avoid confusion.


    But after thinking about it, I swallowed my words.


    Get out of the phone booth.


    Harry, who came to the Ministry of magic for the first time, was shocked by the magnificent pure gold statue and the huge magical portrait of Cornell fudge.


    The magic paper plane used as an interdepartmental memo passed over them like a flock of birds.


    In the fast-paced Ministry of magic.


    The appearance of Harry and Arthur is insignificant.


    Wrapped in the crowd, he walked to the elevator shaft.


    Until a choking smell of smoke floated at the entrance of the Ministry of magic, which prohibited smoking. Many wizards frowned and looked around, trying to find the unruly guy.


    later.


    A particularly abrupt exclamation attracted the attention of many wizards.


    "God... Cole Walker! Why is he in the Ministry of magic?!"


    "Cole walker? The Witch Hunter is back?!"


    "My God!"


    Suddenly.


    The entrance of the Ministry of magic, where the pace of work was fast and the wizard hurried, fell into a strange silence.


    One by one, or panic, or fear, or hostile eyes.


    Projected on the man who should not have appeared in the Ministry of magic.


    Harry stood next to Cole.


    Look around.


    The reaction of the crowd made him a little difficult to understand.


    Is it really like Mrs. Figg said?


    As the man who brought the Death Eater hunter to the Ministry of magic, Arthur Weasley looked a little embarrassed and hurriedly explained to the people, "er... Everyone! Because of some things, Mr. Cole Walker needs to interview minister Cornell fudge.


    He''s not here to find black wizards and Death Eaters!


    I can assure you! "


    Cole ignored the wizards and walked to the elevator shaft with cigarettes.


    That''s for wizards.


    The windbreaker is like a nightmare, and the hem swings gently with Cole''s steps.


    Arthur pushed Harry, who was still in a daze, and hurried to catch up with his colleagues in the Ministry of magic with an embarrassing smile of apology.


    A moment later.


    The Ministry of magic was shocked and returned to its previous work rhythm.


    It''s just.


    Everyone is whispering about why the Death Eater Hunter Cole Walker deliberately tore up the agreement and set foot in the wizard''s world at this juncture.


    But what is certain is that.


    It''s mostly about the mysterious man who can''t talk loudly.


    Cole walks into the elevator.


    The wizard who had been waiting inside, when he saw him, he ran away like a plague God.


    I''d rather be late than take the same elevator with him.


    When Harry and Arthur come in.


    Close to the door, Kingsley, who is still an Auror, squeezed into the elevator and whispered in Arthur''s ear.


    The latter stared in shock.


    "My God..."


    With all his years of working in the Ministry of magic, he clearly knows what Connie fudge, that stupid politician, wants to play.


    Look at Cole.


    It seems to say: fortunately you came.


    Otherwise.


    How could Harry Potter, such a 15-year-old boy, beat Fudge''s cunning old fellow in court.


    Then he looked down at Harry and said, "Harry, your hearing time has changed."


    Harry looked back and said, "what time has it been changed?"


    Arthur Weasley murmured, "five minutes later."


    After the elevator stops.


    A mechanical female voice broadcast sounded, "Department of mystery affairs.".


    Arthur looked at Kingsley, took a deep breath, and took Harry and Cole inside.


    however.


    Not a few steps.


    A whisper came from the always quiet Department of mystery affairs.


    Across a corridor.


    just right.


    The Minister of magic, cornelli fudge, is quietly plotting something with Lucius Malfoy.


    "Your Excellency, you have to make the right choice."


    "I know, we have to..."


    Maybe he sensed Harry''s arrival.


    The two stopped talking.


    Look into the corridor.


    For noble wizards like them, the poor Mr. Weasley and the young and ignorant Harry Potter are wretches that can be handled at will.


    Their eyes were like looking at prisoners and Dalits.


    until...


    A familiar figure in a windbreaker appeared in their field of vision.