Chapter 600 New Department of Mysteries

"Mike, the Department of Mysteries has been rebuilt."

Franklin said to Mike excitedly after opening the door.

Mike and Penelope shook their heads.

Even though he has become the deputy director of the Auror Office, Franklin still behaves so recklessly, which makes Mike very helpless.

But Mike is still very interested in what Franklin said.

After all, as the place where mysterious objects are truly imprisoned, the importance of the Department of Mysteries to a Ministry of Magic is self-evident.

And Mike also began to order the reconstruction of the Department of Mysteries and recruit new Unspeakables after the summit.

This is a very critical task, so for the sake of insurance, Mike only used a small number of Los Santos diehard wizards to do this, and appointed Franklin, who was still free, as the captain of this construction team.

He originally thought that the construction period of the Department of Mysteries would be longer if there were not enough workers, but he did not expect Franklin to complete it in such a short time.

Thinking of this, Mike also smiled. He stood up and said,

"Then let's go for a visit."

"Let's go!"

Franklin said excitedly. He couldn't wait to show Mike the results of his work during this period.

Penelope frowned when she saw this. She looked at the document that had just been processed on the table and said dissatisfiedly,

"But... Mike, you still have work to do."

"Please go through it for me first! You can decide on the small matters yourself."

"This document has been reviewed several times!"

"Anyway, let's do this for now!" Mike raised his eyebrows and winked at Franklin while speaking, "I will accompany Franklin to visit the New Mystery Department first!"

Franklin immediately understood and echoed,

"Yes, this matter is very important and cannot be delayed!"

Franklin and Mike winked and walked out of the door, leaving Penelope standing alone in the office.

"Mike! You will be regarded as a tyrant if you do this!"

Penelope shouted helplessly, but Mike did not intend to respond to him at all.

...

At the same time, in the magic elevator, Mike and Franklin had already been arm in arm like they were in Hogwarts.

Mike kept complaining to Franklin that the Minister of Magic was not an easy position. Even though Benjamin and Penelope had helped filter out most of the tedious work, the remaining part still made Mike feel irritated.

Now for him, he could only relax when he was with Frankly.

But happy times are always short. With the cold female voice in the elevator, Franklin and Mike returned to their former majestic appearance.

Soon, the elevator door opened.

Mike walked out of the elevator first, and Franklin lagged behind a little and followed Mike.

Seeing this, the two Aurors standing on both sides of the elevator door immediately saluted very respectfully.

It is worth mentioning that what they performed was not the etiquette of the Ministry of Magic, but the chest-beating ceremony within the Los Santos Wizarding Corps, which just proved their status as the core wizards of Los Santos, because only the most senior Los Santos wizards would stubbornly perform this ceremony. In the long run, Mike estimated that this would become a special honor in the future.

From the moment they left the elevator, Mike and Franklin entered the scope of the Department of Mysteries.

Now what appeared in front of Mike was a small hall and a series of stone doors.

This was almost the same as what Mike saw last time.

Mike frowned instinctively.

What he wanted was a more advanced Department of Mysteries with stronger defense and imprisonment capabilities, not something similar to the original one.

But out of trust in Franklin, he decided to continue watching.

Opening the stone door and entering the corridor, the surrounding scenery really changed.

The corridor of the original Department of Mysteries was completely the model of a gloomy castle. Not to mention the dim light, even the uneven stone walls on both sides were the same.

But now it is different. The corridor is as bright as day, and the stone passage has been replaced by a pure white material that Mike has never seen before. Even the ancient stone doors have been replaced by pneumatic mechanical interlocking doors made of steel, giving people a sense of science fiction.

Mike was stunned for a moment.

The style of the scene in front of him was too different from that outside, which made him unable to react for a while.

Franklin smiled proudly and said,

"How is it? Not bad, right? We imitated Star Wars!"

Mike: "???"

"Don't you know Star Wars?" Franklin said in surprise, "It's the TV series with lightsabers and the Force!"

"Of course I know about Star Wars, but the question is how do you know this?"

"Come on! We are not cavemen!"

"Okay then."

Mike raised his hands and shook his head to express his helplessness, and then continued to move forward under the leadership of Franklin.

The first stop they visited was the Memory Hall where Harry's prophecy balls were stored. Following the decoration style of the previous passage, this Memory Hall was also snow-white, like a spaceship cabin.

Memory balls of various sizes were neatly placed in rows of glass cabinets embedded in the wall. Each cabinet was also equipped with white ambient lights, making these memory balls look like museum exhibits.

The only pity was that the number of memory balls here was still too small, and many cabinets in the Memory Hall were still empty.

However, there was no way to deal with this. The last time Mike and others fought in the Memory Hall, a large number of memory balls were damaged. The fact that there were still so many left was the result of the Silent people's full rescue efforts at that time. Next, Mike and others

went to several key halls and rooms such as the Time Hall and the Brain Hall.

The decoration styles of these rooms are similar to the previous memory room, with only slight differences.

For example, the light in the brain room is slightly darker, and the decoration and color are also darker, thus maintaining its weird and gloomy style.

For now, Mike is still satisfied with Franklin's work. The only room he doesn't like is the time room.

But this is also Mike's own problem.

Because the time room is spherical as a whole, and the bottom is made of multiple layers of mirrors and glass to create a 3D effect, it feels like being in the sky when you step on it.

This design reminds Mike of the Dead Sea prison where he once stayed.

In addition to these strange rooms, Mike also saw many silent people who were transformed by the diehard wizards of Los Santos.

However, unlike the previous silent people, this group of silent people are now wearing black laboratory coats, bird-beak masks, and various strange hats on their heads, just like medieval plague doctors.

Mike really doesn't understand what this does, and in the end he can only blame it on Franklin's bad taste.

After visiting other rooms, Franklin finally brought Mike to the Mysterious Object Containment Hall.

"Are you ready?"

Franklin stood at the door, rubbing his hands and saying excitedly, but Mike didn't buy it and just made a gesture of invitation.

Mike was not vague and walked into the Containment Hall first.

As soon as he entered, Mike was shocked.

This was not because Franklin made the Containment Hall so shocking, but because it was too ordinary. It

was so ordinary that it was like the most ordinary magic elevator.

Franklin smiled at Mike and then pressed the button on the side.

With a sense of falling, the elevator began to descend rapidly, but soon stopped again.

"Comprehensive Command Room, here we are."

A cold electronic female voice sounded, and a monitoring room very similar to the Masonic Secret Realm Headquarters appeared in front of Mike.

Dozens of silent people stood in front of the strange-shaped mainframes and large screens. When they saw Mike and Franklin, they all stopped their work and respectfully saluted the two of them.

But Mike didn't pay much attention to them. At this moment, his attention was completely attracted by the scene on the huge screen in the center.

It was a huge underground space, brightly lit inside, with a huge square glass hanging in the middle.

The glass was hollow, and there were layers of crooked and twisted glass inside, a total of nearly twenty layers of smaller square glass, and the innermost part was wrapped with the glass container that imprisoned the "White Death".

"This is the place where the 'White Death' is held. According to your request, we have further improved the security of its detention. The huge space where it is now located is about 60 meters underground, and in addition to the previous simple container for its cell body, we have also built a total of twenty-eight layers of additional protection with the same material quartz. These protective layers are separated by airtight doors and are absolutely sealed. And because their positions are disordered, even if a leak occurs, the white mist released by the 'White Death' will need to wander around in it for a long time before it can be transmitted out, which can buy time for our rescue and repair."

"Then what about the facilities that use the 'White Death' as ​​a means of attack?"

"We have also considered this." Franklin waved his hand, and a silent man immediately understood, operating the joystick to turn the probe to the wall of the underground space. "You can clearly see that there are many vents on the walls of this underground space. Under normal circumstances, these vents are closed. They will only be opened to provide air when the Silent Man goes to check and repair the equipment. At the same time, they can also be used as passages for the 'White Death'.

Once we need the 'White Death' to appear, we only need to press a button here, and the airtight doors on the glass cage will open and release the White Death inside. Of course, it will spread very slowly in this way. If we want to speed it up, we still have to use the old method, human sacrifice."

Mike nodded. The prison of the 'White Death' is much better than the previous version, which makes him very satisfied.

In addition, he noticed that the probe screen monitoring the 'White Death' was marked with a number GY-001. He turned his head and looked at other idle screens on the side, and saw similar numbers in those dark pictures.

These, plus the fact that they just took the elevator down, Mike soon had a guess.

"You merged the Trial on the tenth floor underground into the Department of Mysteries, right?"

Mike said with a firm tone.

Franklin laughed and said,

"I can't hide it from you. We did it. Now the whole Tribunal has been emptied by us. The 'White Death Prison' you see is built by using a small part of the space. The rest of the space is still unused. Of course, this is not because we are lazy, but because we consider that there may be more mysterious objects coming in in the future, and we need to tailor the storage space for them. As for the things in the original Tribunal, we moved them all to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. After all, judging criminals is their job."

Hearing this, Mike's face also showed an expression of "as expected".

He was originally wondering how Franklin's project could be completed so quickly. You know, the original space of the Department of Mysteries was seriously insufficient, and it was not something that could be completed in a short time to redevelop the underground. But if they borrowed the space that originally existed in the Tribunal on the tenth floor underground, it would be very reasonable to be so fast.

As for Franklin's behavior of occupying the Tribunal, Mike was actually happy to see it.

You know, the Tribunal on the tenth floor underground was originally built temporarily to improve the efficiency of trials due to the excessive number of Death Eaters during the fall of Voldemort.

At that time, these ten courtrooms were all full.

But now it is different. In peacetime when there is no serious unrest, most ordinary crimes are directly sentenced by the Law Enforcement Department, and these large courtrooms are not needed at all. Only when the Savior was tried and some major cases were tried, the courtrooms were used and the Wizengamot Council was summoned to try.

The previous Ministry of Magic was also very aware of this, so the tenth-floor courtroom was once used as a temporary cell for prisoners in the Auror Office.

But now Mike has rebuilt and improved Azkaban, and the only use of the courtroom has disappeared.

"How is it? Are you satisfied?"

Franklin looked at Mike with anticipation. He had done his best to build the Department of Mysteries, and now he was eager for Mike's recognition.

Mike did not disappoint him. He boasted to Franklin and the silent people and promised to give them bonuses, which made everyone present smile.

Mike breathed a sigh of relief when he saw all this.

Now that the place to contain the mysterious objects has been built, it is time to start collecting and containing the mysterious objects.