Chapter 465: A New Auror's Career Start

"What is the most important thing for an Auror to do?"

Anton thought for a while, with a pure face and big clean eyes, "Justice!"

"Half the answer is correct." Old Ronaldo smiled, grabbed Anton's hand, and disappeared on the viaduct of Hogwarts Castle with a bang.

After a burst of stirring similar to a washing machine drum, Anton staggered and appeared inside the Ministry of Magic building.

"The answer is procedural justice!"

Old Ronaldo beckoned Anton to follow him to the depths of the corridor, "We need to go through the issuing order first, this is the most important thing, it can effectively protect the rights and interests of our Aurors, so as not to be inexplicably carried The black pot thrown over."

He knocked lightly on a door, adjusted the collar of his suit, and turned his head to look at Anton, "We are just Ministry of Magic machines without thinking, we faithfully execute the orders from the brain, that's all."

With that said, he pushed open the office door.

Xiuer~

Anton blew a silent whistle, imitating the solemn and solemn look of old Ronaldo that year, and walked in with a straight face.

If the old Ronaldo mentioned gold galleons or official positions to him, Anton would never choose to join forces.

But this is a magic material!

And it is a magic material that is hard to buy even if you have money!

Last year, Anton planned to learn Animagus, so he asked Mr. Rozier to help him find a mature mandrake. This family patriarch is entrenched in France and has certain influence in Germany and the United Kingdom. It took a long time to help Anton get it.

Outside of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Witchcraft, there is simply no experience of growing mandrakes on such a large scale.

In addition to being extremely dangerous, difficult to feed, and less practically useful, there are not many wizards capable of nurturing them.

As for the master of herbalism who is capable and willing to cultivate mandrakes, Professor Sprout may be the only one in the entire wizarding world.

In the final analysis, the population of the wizarding world is too small.

In many subdivided professional fields, sometimes only one or two people can do it.

After completing the formalities, the old Ronaldo brought Anton to his office.

"We are now on the second floor of the Ministry of Magic, which belongs exclusively to us Aurors. The Auror command room just now is where all documents are managed. Next to it is the office director Scrimgeour." Old Ronaldo used a strangely shaped key Insert it into the keyhole and tug vigorously.

"The two offices are actually connected, but we usually go to the command room to visit the director, instead of ringing his own office."

Anton asked curiously, "Why?"

With a click, the door lock made a rusty sound, "Oh~ it's finally opened, damn it, this thing is really terrible, the department has never allocated funds for lock replacement."

Old Ronaldo invited Anton in, with a mysterious smile, "We all call the door of the director's office the back door. You know, upright Aurors don't go through the back door."

Anton was thoughtful, "Oh~~"

Well, he didn't get it, but it didn't matter, he didn't care at all, as long as he remembered not to knock on Scrimgeour's office door.

The old Ronaldo's office is not big. Except for an oak table, there can only be 4 or 5 people standing in front of the table at most, but the view is wide, and there are huge windows on both walls.

Anton stood by the window and looked out curiously. Everything in the city of London looked blurry, not as clear as looking down on the city.

"Actually, I've always wanted to ask. I remember that the building of the Ministry of Magic is underground..."

Old Ronaldo struggled to lift a box from under the desk, patted the dust on it, and tapped it several times with his magic wand, and the light of the spell surged.

"Yes."

"But now we feel as if we are looking down on the city, and I clearly remember that when I was sent to Azkaban, I jumped from the sky as a Thestral vehicle."

"Well, that's a powerful spell, the effect is similar to 'mirage'."

Slap.

When the box was opened, old Ronaldo beckoned Anton to come over, "As for whether the high place is a 'mirage' or the underground is a 'mirage', I don't know. This is part of the defense system of the Ministry of Magic. Perhaps only Minister Fudge can understand it." See this part of the confidential document."

He first took out a document from the box, covered the box, and placed the document on top of the box.

"When learning the magic of the subject of 'stealth', we usually proceed step by step." He patted the box, "Such magic spells stored in it are generally only qualified to learn by high-qualified Aurors, but in fact Many Aurors with high qualifications actually don't have the heart to learn this extremely difficult magic anymore, compared to everyone who is a certain age."

"So currently in the Ministry of Magic, there are only a handful of people who have mastered this spell, and most of them have retired."

"Before learning, you must sign a non-disclosure agreement. Unless the other party is the designated person registered in the Auror office, you cannot disclose any detailed information about this magic to anyone."

Anton froze for a moment, and looked carefully at the document. It was covered with spell runes, and it was estimated that there would be something like an 'unbreakable oath' after the signature.

"In this case, can apprentices like me also learn?"

The old Ronaldo shrugged, walked to a shelf on the wall, opened a coffee can, and poured some into an old-looking teapot.

"The Auror Office didn't expressly stipulate that only senior Aurors can learn. This is a kind of customary rule."

"I told Scrimgeour that I value you, and he finally relented and signed the power of attorney."

Anton read the document carefully, and looked at old Ronaldo with some gratitude.

Before he could speak, old Ronaldo chuckled, "A person like me who is just waiting to die, how could he break the rules for you? If you want to thank me, thank you Minister Fudge."

Anton froze for a moment, "It's him again."

The old Ronaldo smiled, "I don't need to obtain any more political resources, but Fuji hopes to continue to cooperate with you."

Anton was silent, looking at the document in front of him, "When he gives too much, I can't refuse because of greed. But when he gives too much and doesn't ask for anything, I can't accept it."

He thought for a while, put the file back on the box, and shook his head.

Old Ronaldo looked at Anton in astonishment, "This is a super precious spell, believe me, boy, you can't learn it anywhere else except here, even the US Ministry of Magic, oh, they seem to be called magic spells Congress."

Anton still shook his head.

"Please tell him that I like equal transactions rather than investment, because investment has a day to reap the fruits." Anton narrowed his eyes, "And I don't like being reaped the fruits."

Old Ronaldo shrugged, put the file back into the box, pulled out his wand and tapped it quickly, after a while the magic light flickered on it, and he put the box back under the table again.

"Looks like I have to take a second look at you."

He smiled and invited Anton to take a seat. The teapot containing coffee beans suddenly sprayed a mist into the sky, and the aroma of coffee filled the air immediately.

Skillfully took out the heat-resistant disposable cup from the cabinet, and the fragrant coffee flowed down the spout of the teapot and rolled into the cup.

Pass the coffee cup over, "Since I got this amazing coffee pot from the department, I suddenly fell in love with the free coffee beans from the Ministry of Magic."

"It's been more than 20 years, and I can't do without this thing while drinking."

"If it weren't for worrying about leaving here, there would never be such a high-quality... well, free coffee, I would have gone to retire a long time ago."

Anton took the coffee from his hand with a smile, "It tastes really good."

Next, the old Ronaldo began to sip coffee in a leisurely manner, talking about the unspoken rules of various Aurors. This department, which has been established for nearly 300 years, has too many taboos.

Sometimes he would also tell the Auror's promotion path and the way to collect oil and water based on the situation mentioned.

Until the sound of hurried footsteps sounded outside the door, he pushed the door straight and entered.

"Hey, Anthony, what a coincidence, you're here too." Minister Fudge was sweating profusely, with a gentle smile on his face.