As Ding Ding Dangdang and a clicking sound, a lift landed in front of them. The golden fence door slid open gently, and Allen and his group walked into the lift together. The lift slowly rose and the chains clattered. As the lift opened layer by layer, several wizards walked in. When they saw Allen, they couldn't help but look at it for a few more times, and then they were silently blocked by the wolf mother and others. Several paper planes flew into the lift and flew slowly around their heads. Their color was a light purple color, and the wings were covered with the stamp of the magic department.

"The fourth floor of the Fantastic Beast Management and Control Department, including the Office of the Beast Alien and Ghosts, the Fairy Liaison Office and the Pest Consultation Office." As the cold female voice sounded, Allen and the others walked out of the elevator, and a small group of notes flew out, and the elevator door clanged and closed again.

It is completely different from the empty corridor of the mysterious affairs department just now. The corridor is very lively. In addition to the flying paper planes, there are also the roaring sounds of various magical creatures and the clamor of wizards.

"Mr. Alan Harris, I'm so happy to see you. Are you here to find the director?" Mr. Amos Diggory, who had just come out of the bathroom, saw Alan, and hurriedly walked over to greet him. While taking out his handkerchief and wiped his wet hands, his slightly curly brown short hair was neatly combed under the cap.

"Yes, I'll come to her." Allen stretched out his hand and shook hands with Mr. Amos Diggory.

"I'll take you in." Mr. Amos Diggory rubbed his hands crampedly. The boy he could comment as an elder was already a hot figure.

"Our Fantastic Beast Management and Control Department is the second largest division of the Ministry of Magic. We have an alien office, a beast office and a ghost office." With Amos' introduction, they passed by an office. Fairies with dark faces, pointed beards, and very long hands and feet were entering and exiting in decent suits, and some tiny devils were playing with gold coins and waiting in line at the door.

"That's the Fairy Liaison Office, it's the subordinate department of the alien office." Amos' chin pointed at the office, and was a little silent again.

"Horseman Contact Office?" A small office sign at the corner attracted Allen's attention.

"Although there is a department of the Horseman Contact Office, it has never been used by the Horseman Contact Office. In the Ministry of Magic, being sent to the Horseman Contact Office has become an internal joke, meaning that the person mentioned will be fired soon." Amos sneered, and then felt that he seemed too presumptuous and his smile froze on his face.

"Senior Cedric has performed very well on the court recently. As a new player for the Montrose Magpies, he has learned tricks that many people can't use in their entire lives just after getting into formal training for professional intensity. He is a very promising Quidditch player." Allen saw through Amos's thoughts, so he chose to praise Cedric to relieve the opponent's embarrassment.

When talking about his son, Amos was a little excited. Cedric was the pride of the Digory family. He was good at school, and after graduation he became a professional Quidditch player, and soon gained the main position and shone brightly on the field.

No matter where he went, Amos heard praise for Cedric, and his son had become the best work of his life. As soon as he heard Allen talk about Cedric, he couldn't help but be excited, "It's over-the-win, but Cedric is indeed very outstanding. He can catch the Golden Snitch in every game, and his coach and teammates trust him very much. Have you watched the latest Quidditch event collection on Harris TV? Not to mention the last catch of the Golden Snitch, Cedric has six exciting scenes just for the close-up of the flying... "

As Amos praised his son, Alan and his team turned left and turned into a narrow stone corridor. "As long as Cedric is in the game, he will definitely be the one who catches the golden snatch, and he is the guarantee of victory. My Cedric is definitely the best ball seeker in the world." Amos was already a little proud.

"Ha!" Penelo raised his red lips and snorted coldly, reminding Amos, who was in front of him and the sea gust was under his crotch.

Amos Digoli was shocked and looked up at Allen quickly, and found that the other party was still smiling gently, and slightly relieved his uneasiness, admitted reluctantly: "Of course, Cedric is the best finder except Mr. Allen Harris."

"Sorry, let's let's let's let's let's let's let's go, urgent task." Four or five burly wizards came towards them. They were wearing black uniforms, holding magic wands, and some even holding large folded net bags. They quickly ran towards the elevator.

"That's the Ghoul Rangers, and there must be a task. This Rangers are responsible for driving away the ghouls that have been transferred to the Muggles' houses." Amos introduced with relief.

At this time, they had already reached the innermost part of the corridor, pushed open a door and walked in, with the sound of the door closing, all the noise was locked behind the door. After walking for a short while, they saw a door with the door sign saying "Director's Office".

Amos tidied up his clothes and raised his hand to knock on the door. A condensed and serious female voice came from the door, "Please come in."

"Director, Mr. Alan Harris is visiting." Amos opened the door and said, leaving the place open, allowing Alan's figure to appear in front of Josephine Harris. The umbrella team stopped at the door without entering, and made a guardian gesture.

Josephine was originally lowering her head to correct the documents. When she heard this, she immediately looked up and stood up, walked around the wide desk, walked out, and asked in surprise: "Alan, why are you here?"

"I'll take up the position at the Department of Mystery Things today, and I'll come and see you." Allen walked in. Penelo took Luna into the sofa in the room, making the crazy girl get up. Penelo himself seemed to be familiar with this office, took the tea set and started making black tea for others.

Seeing this, Josephine understood that Alan had something to discuss, so she said to Amos Digory: "Thank you Amos."

"Director, I won't disturb you about the conversation. I have something to deal with. Please allow me to leave first." Amos Diggory said goodbye with a wink. He knew that such an occasion was when he should avoid it. After Josephine nodded, he smiled at Allen and turned away, while carving the door for them thoughtfully.

"Allen, why are you here today?" Josephine greeted Allen and sat at her desk.

"Aunt Josephine, I want to ask you for help in some things. We want to change Helena's current state, at least so that she can encounter something, so we need some experimental items, such as a female ghost or a Poltergeist." Allen explained his purpose.

"You should make up for her." Josephine Harris's hand was held on his chin. "You know, their appearance is not easy to find. You know, there are usually a large number of teenagers living there. The naughty guys will appear with the "building" or decide to move in at some point - they are classified as "non-existent" among creatures, and female ghosts are not a big problem. I'll find the people in the ghost office, who are responsible for dealing with all the things and problems related to spiritual magic creatures. Anyway, the ghosts don't think they are human. He

We used to object to classify ourselves as humans, and they believed that this had a prejudice that they were already ‘tomorrow’, so we divided them into one category and established the ghost office. But be careful, the female ghost (Banshee) is a dark creature that often appears in Ireland and Scotland. Although this creature looks like a woman, it is fatal to hear her screams - at least for ordinary wizards, so remember to be careful when you experiment and don’t let others hear the screams."

Josephine responded with a slight slightest response. This was her jurisdiction. Although it was a little trouble to capture a female ghost alive, it was not a big problem. At worst, she could just participate in the arrest operation. Then she looked at the time on the Hemler floor clock in the room and asked her nephew: "Allen, there is a trial this afternoon. As one of the members of Wiesengamor, do you want to attend?"

"What's it?" Allen asked.

"Because of the dementor's rebellion, he surrendered to Voldemort and stopped guarding Azkaban, the prisoners ran out, some were caught by the Aurors, but some directly joined Voldemort's side. However, the people who were to be tried this afternoon were those who escaped from prison and then surrendered to the Ministry of Magic, including Batty Crouch, who fled Azkaban and surrendered... At 3:00 pm, the Third Courtroom."
Chapter completed!