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Chapter 662 Department of Mysteries

"Good morning, Professor."

In Dumbledore's office, Andrew looked at Dumbledore curiously, not sure if his guess was correct.

To be honest, we have to wait until the results come out. I have just passed the OWLs exam, and the official results are not out yet. It is really strange to deal with the Department of Mysteries now.

"Good morning, Taylor."

Dumbledore was already wearing a wizard robe for going out. He looked at Andrew with a serious expression, "Although it is a bit abrupt to call you here on the first day of the holiday - but I think you will definitely not refuse today's journey."

"I'm really not that anxious..."

Although the History of Magic and the Department of Mysteries are quite intriguing, there are many other things that deserve Andrew's attention. According to his original estimate, this kind of work will most likely be done in the summer vacation, and it would not be surprising even if it is postponed to the beginning of next semester.

But now was definitely not the time to refuse, he nodded, "Of course, I've been looking forward to it for a long time, Principal."

"Perhaps," Dumbledore nodded slightly, "But in any case, it is a good thing to unveil a mysterious veil. Let's get ready and set off."

"No lunch?"

"Let's go to the Ministry of Magic and resolve it. We should say hello to Minister Fudge when we get there, and also ask the Department of Mysteries to be prepared. The secrets hidden there are not something you can easily see."

Dumbledore shook his head slightly. "Be prepared to have your photo taken. We can choose an office for you when we come back this afternoon. Be prepared to stay on campus for internship in your sixth year."

"Yes, Professor."

Andrew nodded, showing no surprise.

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"Department of Mysteries, of course, of course, no problem."

Minister Fudge nodded and agreed with a nonchalant look on his face.

It has been a history passed down from generation to generation that the Department of Mysteries does not interfere with any work of the Ministry of Magic. It would be better for Dumbledore to get more involved with them so as to minimize the danger.

You can't read secrets and be the Minister of Magic at the same time, the entire wizarding world will oppose it. He now remembers how much interference the Ministry had in his attempts to know those secrets, and the Auror almost held him down - it is an iron rule passed down from generation to generation that no one within the Ministry of Magic is allowed to pry into the Department of Mysteries!

"It's a pity for Taylor. I thought he was young and capable, and might be able to work for the Ministry of Magic in the future. But if he contacts them, he won't be able to come to the Ministry... And Albus, if you know the secret, you should tell me earlier. I have been worried for so many years..."

The smile on his face was more sincere than any other time before - Dumbledore brought Taylor in, which was a clear statement that he would not be Minister of Magic!
"Aurors and strikers can't go in there. It's a top-secret area. Also, there should be a top-secret agreement when they come out, Andrew."

Fudge smiled at Andrew in a very businesslike manner, and said gently, "So after you go in, you will have to contact the people in the Department of Mysteries separately."

"Of course, thank you very much for your support, Minister."

Andrew responded very politely - the Ministry of Magic was too corrupt and he didn't have the time to get involved in the intrigues. As long as the Minister of Magic didn't interfere with his experiments, anyone could do it.

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"This way, Taylor."

Dumbledore was obviously very familiar with this place. Based on the conversation just now, Andrew thought that Dumbledore might even be more familiar with it than Fudge. Keeping secrets and not being in a high position, these two things together should be avoided by Fudge.

He followed Dumbledore's steps and headed towards the elevator.

The staircase was not brightly lit. Apparently the magical lamps installed by the Ministry of Magic had not been extended to this side. It was not known whether it was due to confidentiality restrictions or security review issues, but the corridor was pitch black.

The elevator was facing a pitch-black door. Stepping into the door was a circular, pure black hall with twelve rooms whose contents were difficult to distinguish.

There were no markings, no handles, and even when Andrew and the others closed the door, the entire wall was spinning wildly, trying to keep the secrets as much as possible in this way.

But Andrew and his friends had a guide, a tall, thin, pale wizard standing over there, looking at them with a little surprise and curiosity, but also a bit of calmness, neither close nor distant.

"Good afternoon, Professor Dumbledore, and, um, Mr. Taylor."

The wizard who greeted the guests seemed familiar with Dumbledore, but he did not come up to shake hands with him. Instead, he frowned and said, "Although I do not doubt the possibility that Mr. Taylor has access to the contents inside, is it too early and too hasty now?"

"I'm just afraid that Tyler has created something that will directly destroy the magic, and he has already ignored the covenant."

Dumbledore spoke softly, but the information he revealed was extraordinary.

"Yes, a miracle worker, a Transfiguration master who rewrites textbooks, a Transfiguration master who dances on the edge of the Statute of Secrecy. To be honest, too many adult wizards cannot achieve such achievements."

The pale wizard walked up quickly and stretched out his hand to Andrew. "Let me introduce myself. Although we don't like to talk about names, you can call me Joe here."

"Okay, Mr. Joe."

Andrew felt the other person's hand was a little cold.

"Let me give you a brief introduction. There are eleven halls and one passage here. Although you are looking for the secrets guarded by two doors, it won't be a big problem if you understand the rest."

Joe pointed casually at the door.

"Time, love, hate, death, curse, divination, memory, office and planetary office. These are all I can tell you. I don't know the rest. Once you know them, you can basically stay here on duty and won't be able to leave."

"time?"

Andrew shook the thing on his body, "Time Converter?"

"Yes, well, the energy is basically gone, but you can't turn it in now. You have to go through the school channels. As for recharging, it's a long process and you can't see it."

Qiao nodded as a matter of course, "Okay, that's all I can tell you about. You can't visit, you can't cast spells, and you can't barge in. It will kill you."

"Please help yourself, Professor Dumbledore."

Joe turned to Dumbledore, "But you must sign a confidentiality agreement before leaving. This was determined when the Ministry of Magic was first established."

After he finished speaking, he nodded goodbye to the two of them, then walked straight towards the office without looking back. He disappeared into the round hall and disappeared.

"This is too secretive... Aren't you afraid of someone reading it..."

(End of this chapter)