Fire Bearer at Hogwarts

Chapter 137: The Collection of the Society for the History of Magic

Chapter 137: The Collection of the Society for the History of Magic

Early in the morning, Ash took Phil and left Hogwarts. He walked out of the castle gate and followed the path by the Black Lake to Hogsmeade.

Ash planned to go from here to the Burrow, then from the Burrow to the Ministry of Magic, and from the Ministry to the European Society for the History of Magic.

After all, it is impossible for him to fly all the way to Rome on a broomstick, and he still doesn't know where Rome is...

"Cuckoo? Phil likes to come out to play! Cuckoo!" Standing on Ash's shoulder, Phil would not stop talking for a moment. Sometimes Ash felt that teaching it to speak was really a bad thing.

Not everyone can stand an owl who sits on its shoulder and whines all the time.

"The Burrow!" Ash flicked off the Floo powder, and led Phil to the fireplace of the Burrow.

It was still early in the morning, but Mr. Weasley had already packed his clothes and was waiting for Ash in the living room.

"Shh~" he hissed at Ash, "Ron and Ginny are still sleeping, you don't want to wake them up."

That's right, these two little guys will definitely be clamoring to go to Rome with Ash.

"Shall we go?" Ash asked, waking up so early so he could get to the History of Magic Society earlier.

"Of course." Mr. Weasley pulled out his wand, while Ash silently grabbed his sleeve, and even Phil stretched out his wings to grab Mr. Weasley.

"Apparition!" Mr. Weasley flicked his wand, and the two owls turned into a shadow, and quickly disappeared.

Ash came to the Ministry of Magic again after a strange feeling.

Last time he came down by elevator, and he was accompanied by three big men holding magic wands. Now he was indeed brought in by the staff of the Ministry of Magic. It can only be said that life is very strange.

"Good morning, Arthur." The staff of the Ministry of Magic waved to him, "It's very early today."

"I'm sending a friend." Mr. Weasley explained, the employee looked at Ash beside Mr. Weasley suspiciously, and then handed out the paper and quill.

"Please register your wand and personal information," said the employee.

"We're not going to the Ministry." Weasley shook his head, "We're just borrowing the fireplace from the Ministry." He said, pointing to the great fire in the hall.

"Okay, Arthur." The employee shook his head and flicked his wand to take back the pens and paper.

Mr. Weasley shrugged at Ash, and then took the lead to a stove with a weaker flame, "Look at this stove and you will know the current situation of the Society for the History of Magic." Weasley said somewhat Feel helpless.

This weak flame was not even as good as the fire of the European Society for the Protection of Fantastic Creatures next door.

Ash doesn't feel much, these scholars just need to prepare the cultural relics he wants to see...

"Association for Fans of the History of Magic in Europa!" As Mr. Weasley flicked the Floo powder, Ash followed him and whispered, throwing the powder down as well.

Two people and one eagle came out from the warmth, and outside the same faint flame were several members of the association who were welcoming them.

"Good morning, Mr. Embers, and Mr. Weasley." The leading official was chubby and had long Italian-style hair. "I am the president of the History of Magic Association, Andrew Antones."

"Good morning, Mr. Antones." Ash said politely.

Mr. Weasley greeted him too.

"The association's collection you want to see is ready." Antones seemed to understand Ash's urgency very well, and he had already arranged it very well.

Seeing Antones' enthusiastic performance, Mr. Weasley didn't stay for a few more minutes, after all, he had to go back to work.

Watching Weasley disappear in the flames, Antonescu smiled and said, "Thank you for your help, Mr. Embers."

"The clues to the magic relics you gave will contribute to the development of the entire history of magic." He gently took Ash's arm with a very enthusiastic look.

"It's nothing." Ash said lightly, he didn't want to waste time on politeness.

Antones nodded with a smile, and then led Ash into the History of Magic Association, introducing him as he walked.

"This is the underground of the Vatican in Rome. We have dug it up as the headquarters for hundreds of years." As he spoke, he pointed to the huge sinkhole outside the plank road.

"At the bottom of the pit is a magical relic, where St. Peter's original study room and his remains are located." He suddenly laughed, "Those Muggles claim that they exhibit St. Peter's remains, they But I don’t know, the real remains are here with us.”

Antones' words made the other Escort Society members laugh.

"Can you tell me about the collection?" Ash asked a question he was more concerned about. After all, he was not curious about how these wizards played with Muggles. Besides, the Muggle Church really cares about the relics it exhibits. Is the bone real or fake?

"Of course, Mr. Embers." Antones nodded and said: "Our collection includes the entire European region, as far away as the relics of the founders of Hogwarts, as close as Grindelwald's previous collection, we have everything here .”

"Then why don't you open a museum like a Muggle?" Ash asked casually. After all, the current environment of the History of Magic Association... opening a museum might earn a lot of Galleons.

"That won't work..." Antones shook his head, "How can these relics of magical civilization make fun of those who don't care about the history of magic at all?"

Obviously, this Mr. Antones looked down on those ordinary wizards.

In view of this, Ash didn't say anything more, anyway, he didn't come here to be his secretary.

Soon, the group arrived at the bottom of the plank road tiankeng, where there was a locked door, and there were two wizards holding wands standing at the door.

Antones nodded to the two wizards, and then took out a square stone plate from his arms. The stone plate was cleverly embedded in the gap of the gate. With a strange movement, the gate was opened with a ticking sound. up.

"Mr. Embers, your wand..." Antones reminded.

Ash smiled slightly, and he handed Phil's wand to Antones, who still had his own thoughts while holding the wand.

Antones took the wand and smiled, then walked in with Ash.

The huge room is filled with large and small glass display cases, and the walls are covered with long scrolls and other strange things.

Ash even saw a brand new wand set up in the German Magic Quarter.

"This is Grindelwald's first wand. We recovered it, otherwise it might be broken by those damned politicians from the Ministry of Magic." Antones explained, he put the glass window and clicked the wand .

"The glass windows here are cast with spells. Just a little spell will make them respond, and you'd better not touch them with too much force. These alarm spells are very sensitive."

Listening to Antones' words, Ash nodded, only able to detect the alarm of the magic spell... It's the same as none for him.

After saying a few more words, Antones left. He seemed to be at ease with the alarm here, or maybe he really thought that Ash was here to visit.

Before leaving, he touched Phil's feathers. He seemed to like this small owl very much.

"Tsk tsk..." Ash smacked his lips and took out his wand. If he really found the relic of the pioneers...he wouldn't let that thing stay here, of course, he would make up for it...

Just in a way these wizards didn't like.

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