The door of the phone booth flew open, and Felix walked into the magnificent foyer and made his way to the information desk.

"Hello, where is the reception room number two?"

A blond middle-aged witch looked at the badge on his chest nonchalantly. There were various signs on the bulletin board behind her, but they were all blocked by an exaggerated wanted poster. "Felix Hep... Oh, Mr. Hep, Mr. Cedric has instructed, please follow me--"

"Sorry, ma'am, I haven't registered my wand yet."

The witch said enthusiastically, "That's not a necessary step, dear. I heard that you are an expert in Muggle research? I have a book called "Simple Spells to Fool Muggles" at home, but I haven't read it much and can't tell the good from the bad... Tiny Tim always makes a mess of the house."

She took Felix to the elevator area and took a look at the floor. "We're going to the fourth floor-oh, be careful!" As she spoke, a group of paper planes flew into the elevator through the gap in the golden fence door. She explained, "This is a note used by the Ministry to deliver messages--"

As soon as these paper planes entered the elevator, they hovered on the ceiling and flew slowly. They were a light purple color, with the "Ministry of Magic" stamped on the side of their wings.

"——We used owls to communicate before. You can imagine the air quality here... and the problem of feces. The tables and chairs were a mess. After using these little things, the cleaning work in the department was reduced by one third." "

Excuse me, I don't know your name yet?" Felix had to interrupt her rhythm. "

Lae Defina, where was I? Oh, by the way-" She began to talk about how her five-year-old son drew the logo of the entire Quidditch League team with a bag of flour. "He will lead the national team to victory." She said proudly.

"Ms. Defina, I heard that LCA Comic Book Publishing House recently released a new comic book, which is very popular."

"Really? I didn't pay much attention. What's the name?"

"It's-"

The elevator stopped and two wizards walked in from outside. One was a red-faced wizard with a short brown beard, wearing a black wizard robe; the other was an old man with gray hair and beard. He wore a tweed gray windbreaker and a brown vest inside.

The old man tilted his head slightly, "Amos, there is something wrong with your process, a big problem. And you have been going in circles. I can see that Tina has taught me a lot."

The wizard Amos in a wizard robe said uneasily: "I know you are very concerned about the living environment of the hippogriff, but this matter has nothing to do with you, right? You are not even its owner."

"I can't ignore it just because it has an owner. I am just fighting for its legal rights."

"But you have retired, Mr. Scamander."

"In theory, I just don't go out much... but I haven't stopped working. If you knew how much work I have to do in a day, you wouldn't think so."

"Your "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" has been revised to the 52nd edition. Why not complete another edition?"

The old man looked at the other's profile. "I do have this plan, but-we have gone off topic. I reiterate that I have been commissioned by my friends-including three caring little guys-to question the work process of the Ministry of Magic. I think you hired me as a consultant, not to keep me silent."

"Of course! Many magical creature protection areas in the department need your advice."

The elevator door opened and the two walked out.

"Mr. Hep, we are here too." Defina at the front desk said. Felix bowed and said, "Thank you. Is it on this floor? I can find it myself."

He took a few steps and turned back. "In addition, the name of the book is "The Adventures of Little Wizard Mick". It is sold in many bookstores."

Felix followed the two wizards and watched them stop at the door of a spacious office. He looked up and saw the words "Department for the Management and Control of Magical Creatures" written on it.

The wizard in a black wizard robe walked into the office, leaving the old man waiting outside. Felix approached and said, "Mr. Newt Scamander?"

The old man turned his head and his eyes slid over him. "You are..." "

Felix Happ, professor of Ancient Runes at Hogwarts." Felix introduced himself. "We just met in the elevator."

Newt's eyes fell on him. "Yes, yes, that's right... Mr. Happ, I've heard of your name. Little Rolf mentioned you."

Felix said, "I was very interested in your research results when I was in school, and I collected some clippings, but unfortunately I didn't find much content."

"I did publish a few articles in my early years, but they were not taken seriously at the time-" Newt said, "That was a long time ago." "

For a period of time when I was in school, I was obsessed with how to deal with them. Of course, I had to make sure not to get hurt." Felix said.

Newt's eyes lit up, "That's the meaning of my research, rescuing, nurturing, protecting... I also teach other wizards to understand them, instead of fearing them--" "

So, Potter and the others finally found you?" Felix said, "I heard a few words in the elevator, and I guess you were discussing the case of the Hippogriff attacking students at Hogwarts.

" "Potter? Harry Potter?"

"Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, and of course, the center of the vortex, Rubeus Hagrid and his Buckbeak."

Newt nodded, "That's right, they wrote to tell me that a Hippogriff was treated unfairly, and begged me to stand up. To be honest, I left the Ministry of Magic for many years, and this place is not the same as when I left. Sorry-it's very different." He tilted his

head back and made a disappointed gesture, "Tina advised me to concentrate on writing, but there are some things that I can't just pretend I didn't see-if the horns of the Erumpenton start to glow, I must respond-you understand what I mean?"

"We can't tolerate the injustice happening before our eyes."

"Yes, you summarized it very well - oh, wait, I need to solve some small problems -" Newt quickly reached into his arms and took out a silver pocket watch. The pocket watch suddenly expanded and contracted, and it looked like it was about to explode.

"Mr. Scamander -" Felix stared and put on a human armor spell for himself.

"Don't worry, it's not a bad thing -" Newt said hurriedly, and the front cover of the silver pocket watch suddenly popped open, and a pink nose shaped like a duck's mouth peeked out from it. The next second, a palm-sized Niffler came out of the pocket watch and flexibly climbed onto Newt.

Soon after, two more Nifflers appeared. One of them immediately adjusted its soft black fur towards the smooth cover of the pocket watch, while the other seemed to be attracted by the silver watch chain.

Felix looked at them curiously. They were black, furry little animals between a mole and a platypus, and they had an unusual enthusiasm for shiny things.

"Hey! Valen, Sal, Thorpe, be quiet." Newt whispered. He nimbly grabbed the Niffler who was standing on his shoulder and struggling to pull out the silver button, and stuffed it back into the pocket watch. He also threw the other two Nifflers in, and then closed the front cover. Newt

looked around and saw that no one noticed this side. He put the pocket watch back into his pocket and winked at Felix: "Theoretically, I can't bring my magical animal friends here...but they were born not long ago, and I'm really worried about them."