Hogwarts Everything is Three

　　 After confirming that all his family members are here, Owen took out a pendant with a peacock pattern.

　　 "Dad, what is this?" Emily asked her father curiously.

　　 "This is the key to the door." Irving's tone sounds good.

　　 "What's the door key?" It seems that Emily is at an age where she likes to ask questions.

　　 "Didn't you use it last year? The door key is a magic item that can quickly transform a person from one space to another." Irving is very patient with everything about the cute little daughter.

"This is at least much cleaner than Floo fans." Albert and Lun wanted to Apparate near the Ministry of Magic and reunite with their families, but Owen believed that since it was a medal awarded to the whole family, it should be the whole family. People act together.

　　 "Everyone grabbed the feathers on the peacock pendant." Mr. Harris pinched a feather of the peacock. Emily did the same as her father, and also pinched one. Immediately afterwards, the family gathered around this little peacock pendant, and everyone pinched a peacock feather.

　　According to the number of feathers, this door key can still bring many people! Allen suspected that Mr. Harris must have chosen the most beautiful one when he took the door key, not the most suitable one. You know, for the door key, its appearance is generally quite ordinary, unobtrusive, and when a wizard casts a special magic, it can lead people to transform time and space. This also explains the loopholes in the door key management. In the original Goblet of Fire finals, the trophy was illegally replaced with the door key.

　　 After everyone stood up, Allen felt as if there was a hook behind his belly button slamming forward with an irresistible momentum, and then he lifted his feet off the ground and flew up. It flies forward like a gust of wind, without seeing anything. The door key, like a magnetic force, glued his fingers to it to ensure that Allen would not get lost in the space.

　　 Soon, Allen found himself standing on a dirty street. The wall on the street side was painted in a mess, with paints of various colors and various crooked writings on it. Several dilapidated buildings were fragile and slumped to one side in embarrassment. A bar is very lonely, there are no guests in it, and it is silent.

"We're here," Irving said succinctly, pointing his finger at an old red phone booth, which has a few pieces of glass missing and stood in front of the heavily graffiti wall, "Everyone, follow me. "

　　 He opened the phone booth door.

　　 Alan is not sure whether to walk in, after all, the inside is so narrow! Albert and Runn followed without hesitation, Morgan Le Fay picked up Emily and walked in. Daisy frowned, carefully carrying her velvet robe, and actually tucked it in.

　　 Allen walked in and found that although the space inside was narrow and everyone was crowded together, it did just happen to accommodate the Allen family. Allen suspected that even if there were more, he would be able to hold it. Even if there are only two people, it will be crowded.

　　 At this time, Alan was squeezed against the phone, which was hung crookedly on the wall as if a barbarian had tried to tear it open. Mr. Harris crossed Alan to get the receiver.

　　 "Let me see...six..." He dialed the number, "two...four...one four...and another two..."

When the dial returned to its original position steadily, a cold female voice came from the phone, not from the receiver in Mr. Harris's hand, but the voice was very loud and clear, as if there was an invisible one. Of women are standing next to them.

　　 "Welcome to the Ministry of Magic. Please state your name and occupation."

　　Mr. Harris obviously doesn't use the phone, he speaks into the receiver as if holding a walkie-talkie. "Seven members of the Irving Harris family were invited to the Ministry of Magic to participate in the Merlin Medal Award."

　　 "Thank you," the cold female voice said, "Visitor, please take the badge and tie it to the front of the robe."

　　 There was a click, and then Allen saw something slipping out of the metal slide, which is usually used to return coins. He picked it up. It was a square silver badge with the words "Owen Harris Family of Seven ~www.ltnovel.com~Merlin's Third Class Medal Award". When the female voice sounded again, he pinned the badge to the front of the robe.

　　 "Visitors from the Ministry of Magic, you need to undergo an inspection and take your wand to the security office for registration. The security office is in the innermost part of the atrium.

　　 The floor of the telephone booth suddenly trembled. They slowly sink into the ground. Slowly, Allen lost sight of everything. He could only hear the boring rubbing noise of the phone booth as it passed down the ground. When the dazzling light hit Allen's eyes, they stopped descending.

　　 "The Ministry of Magic wishes you a nice day," the female voice said.

　　 The door of the phone booth popped open and Mr. Harris went out, followed by the family. What appeared in front of Allen was a world full of magic, with magnificent and magical decorations.

　　 He noticed that there were many gilded fireplaces on the walls on both sides of the hall. Every few seconds, with a slight rapid movement, a wizard or witch came out of the fireplace on the left hand side. On the right, a small group lined up in front of each fireplace waiting to leave.

　　 "Under normal circumstances, we should enter the Ministry of Magic through the fireplace." As if seeing Alan's doubts, Albert explained. "We are taking the guest channel today."

　　 "Pretending that you are not a member of the ministry, and entering from an unfamiliar passage, it feels quite amazing." Owen responded cheerfully, and he greeted everyone he knew with a red face.

　　 "Yes, we are here to participate in the Merlin Medal Award Ceremony." He said enthusiastically to everyone he knew.

　　 It seems that the wizards of the Ministry of Magic value the honor of the Merlin Medal! Allen keenly caught the envy and jealousy in these people's eyes.