"Hogwarts Melon Eater (!

Lisanna saw the picture of the black dog. She moved slightly closer to the newspaper, her eyebrows furrowed, but she relaxed quickly, making her expression look the same as before.

"I haven't seen such a magical creature, and it doesn't look like a swallowtail."

"Er... yes," Lisanna's ignorance was expected by Adams, "I don't think it looks like a swallowtail, either."

It would be strange if Miss Lisanna, the secretary, knew what kind of magical beast it was.

"Mr. Adams is also interested in Muggle TV shows?" Lisanna looked up and smiled and looked into Adams' eyes, which were more exploratory.

But Adams didn't think the light in Lisana's eyes represented inquiry.

"Ah?" Adams' ears were inexplicably red, he took a step back, and his back was firmly against the elevator, "I...I don't watch it often, it's a puppet, occasionally..."

"Have you seen this season's "British Psychic Battle"?" Lisanna tilted her head, her long black hair hanging to one side.

This is the second time Adams has heard the name of the show today.

"I know about the show," Adams answered honestly, "but I haven't had time to watch it yet, ahem... maybe as an after-get off work pastime..."

Lisanna squeezed her chin, looking a little distressed, and she leaned closer to Adams, "It is indeed a show to spend time, but there is one thing, Mr. Adams! I need your help!"

"What...thing? If I could help..." Adams almost merged with the elevator, and in the years since Hogwarts graduated, he spent most of his time dealing with male and female Fantastic Beasts and beautiful sisters The social opportunities for close encounters are practically nil.

It's hard to refuse any request from a beautiful, troubled-looking brunette in this situation, whether it's rude or not.

But fortunately, Lisanna didn't embarrass the young Mr. Adams too much.

"Well... maybe you'll see me on the show," she smiled embarrassedly and lowered her voice a little, "I used the Muggle shielding charm last month and added a missing person notice during the recording of the show. , to find my brother, and please don't tell the amnestics department..."

\'call--\'

Adams breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, if it was just such a thing, "Of course, of course, I won't tell anyone!"

"Thank you so much," Lisanna smiled and took a step back, returning to the diagonal distance between the two. "Mr. Adams, you are such a wonderful and noble person."

After getting the good person card, Mr. Adams didn't pay much attention to it, he smugly touched his blond hair, indulging in Lisanna's sweet smile.

"Oh..." After a while, he came back to his senses, realized his gaffe, and changed the subject stiffly, "Ahem...Miss Lisanna, speaking of your brother..."

"Ding," the mechanical girl's voice sounded, "has arrived - the fourth underground floor: the Department of Magical Creature Management and Control, including the \'Beast. As well as the offices of the subordinate departments of the Control Department.”

The elevator door opened slowly.

"Quirinas... ugh... we cared too little about him until we were about to lose him..."

Patting the unnecessary dust on her shoulders, Lisanna shook her head with a regretful expression, "Since Hogwarts rejected him as a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, he left a letter and disappeared, saying that he was going to practice. , I haven't seen him for a long time..."

"Last month, I predicted that he would be in danger," Lisana was silent for a while, "I participated in the show, gave a warning, wanted to save him, wanted to do something, I don't know if I could succeed - but I The best effort has been made.”

Lisanna stopped the conversation and walked out of the elevator first. Adams followed in silence, and did not ask any further questions about her brother.

This is a long corridor, and the air is filled with the smell of magical animals that Adams is familiar with. Several paper planes flew over the heads of the two of them quickly, hurriedly passing messages.

"Why is the Goblin Brotherhood so peaceful recently?" There were rustling discussions in the room with the "Goblin Contact Center" sign beside it.

"Didn't you read the Daily Prophet? Several new articles written by Rita Skeeter, \'Goblins and wizards write a new journey together\', \'An indispensable part of the magic world\', \'Among us part of \'…”

A brown-haired employee poured himself a cup of coffee, "And \'The elf's outstanding contribution to the magical world\', the entertainment news she writes is so unique, I almost forgot that she used to be a powerful political news reporter. ."

"Thanks to these reports, and the help of the wizards to help repair Gringotts when it broke down, our relationship with the goblins is now pretty decent..."

The brown-haired employee freed his hand and picked up a thick-looking document bag and shook it, "Look, there are only so many documents recently reported on conflicts between goblins and wizards. You know, there were two or three times this before!"

"Merlin's beard!" exclaimed the blond employee eating the doughnut. "Ritas Kit? That journalist Ms. Kitt who likes to write \'I have to say\'" series? Didn't she just spread the rumor in August? Did Gringotts release the dragon because of a forbidden relationship between a goblin and a dragon?!"

"Yeah, it's her," the brown-haired employee took a sip of coffee, "I don't know what she thinks, but it's reasonable, journalists are fickle..."

"Kidnapped? Imperius? The conscience is finally willing to lighten the workload for us?" The blond employee smiled and took a bite of the doughnut, making a bold guess, "Or does she really have something with the goblin\' Have to tell \' story?"

This is unknown.

In November, on the fourth basement floor, the glass windows on the corridor wall showed the employees dazzling sunlight, which was so dazzling that the whole corridor was dazzling, Adams narrowed his eyes, "What's going on? I remember the hurricane was still blowing a few days ago?"

"The newly-decided glass window weather of the Magic Repair Department," Lisanna also raised her hand to slightly block the sun, "they have been clamoring for a raise since they helped the goblins repair Gringotts. Yesterday afternoon, they finally got their wish, look at the sunshine. —"

Lisanna paused, "It's easy to know how they feel..."

"They're too embarrassed, just a little extra pay..." A bearded wizard came out of a small wooden door holding a tattered cardboard box. "Good morning, Mr. Adams! And Miss Lisanna!"

Lisanna nodded slightly.

"Good morning Bob," Adams greeted politely, leaning over to Bob and pointing to the box in his hand, "is this the turkey I just bought from the Muggle yesterday? You're fine. love it."

"Chichi!" The carton began to vibrate violently.

Bob quickly controlled the carton with force, but a small flame still burst out from the gap inadvertently.

In an instant, there was a little more roast chicken smell in the air.

"Oh! Maybe this is the latest Magic Oven?" Adams made a bold assumption, but the look on Bob's face told him it wasn't.

"It's just an ordinary fireproof magic box, and it's actually the swamp chicken we got from the Muggles yesterday..."

Bob in the old blue robe lowered his voice mysteriously, "But this swamp chicken is not ordinary - as you can see, it will spit fire from time to time, and there is a certain fire resistance, this attribute Makes me feel familiar... just feels—"

"Like a phoenix!" The two of them said this thought together.

"This turkey has more or less the blood of the phoenix, Mr. Adams," Bob glanced at Lisanna, who was standing beside him. Lisanna smiled and walked to the magic window. while enjoying the dazzling sunlight.

"What do you think, Bob?" Adams stroked his chin and felt the thorny unshaved stubble, and he coughed, "I have to say, the Ministry of Magic has regulations against keeping experimental magical animals. , especially if this is dangerous and will cause immeasurable property damage to the Ministry of Magic…”

Bob opened the cardboard box, and a plain-looking turkey stayed inside, without the slightest phoenix appearance at all, wise little eyes and Adams looked at each other, and the feathers on his body were still slightly scorched~lightnovelpub.net~you Look, Mr. Adams, it looks like a chicken, no danger, no damage," and it must be expensive when it grows up, "maybe it doesn't need to be turned in. "

Indeed, Adams hesitated.

The turkey spit out flames again, burped, and lay down on the cushion leisurely, looking like a quiet time.

"I don't think your teacher can get a real phoenix. He lacks research materials for this magical creature like the phoenix, right?" Bob attacked again, "Maybe you can give this chicken to your teacher for research first?"

That's a good idea.

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