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　　　〃And　if　it's　not；〃　said　Sirius　grimly　〃I'll　see　to　Amelia　Bones　for　you　。。。〃
　　　
　　　Harry　smiled　weakly。　Mrs　Weasley　hugged　him。
　　　〃We've　all　got　our　fingers　crossed；〃　she　said。
　　　〃Right；〃　said　Harry。　〃Well　。。。　see　you　later　then。〃
　　　
　　　He　followed　Mr　Weasley　upstairs　and　along　the　hall。　He　could　hear　Sirius's　mother　grunting　in　her　sleep　behind　her　curtains。　Mr　Weasley　unbolted　the　door　and　they　stepped　out　into　the　cold；　grey　dawn。
　　　〃You　don't　normally　walk　to　work；　do　you？〃　Harry　asked　him；　as　they　set　off　briskly　around　the　square。
　　　〃No；　I　usually　Apparate；〃　said　Mr　Weasley；　〃but　obviously　you　can't；　and　I　think　it's　best　we　arrive　in　a　thoroughly　non…magical　fashion　。。。　makes　a　better　impression；　given　what　you're　being　disciplined　for　。。。〃
　　　
　　　Mr　Weasley　kept　his　hand　inside　his　jacket　as　they　walked。　Harry　knew　it　was　clenched　around　his　wand。　The　run…down　streets　were　almost　deserted；　but　when　they　arrived　at　the　miserable　little　underground　station　they　found　it　already　full　of　early…morning　muters。　As　ever　when　he　found　himself　in　close　proximity　to　Muggles　going　about　their　daily　business；　Mr　Weasley　was　hard　put　to　contain　his　enthusiasm。
　　　〃Simply　fabulous；〃　he　whispered；　indicating　the　automatic　ticket　machines。　〃Wonderfully　ingenious。〃
　　　
　　　〃They're　out　of　order；〃　said　Harry；　pointing　at　the　sign。
　　　〃Yes；　but　even　so　。。。〃　said　Mr　Weasley；　beaming　at　them　fondly
　　　
　　　They　bought　their　tickets　instead　from　a　sleepy…looking　guard　（Harry　handled　the　transaction；　as　Mr　Weasley　was　not　very　good　with　Muggle　money）　and　five　minutes　later　they　were　boarding　an　underground　train　that　rattled　them　off　towards　the　centre　of　London。　Mr　Weasley　kept　anxiously　checking　and　re…checking　the　Underground　Map　above　the　windows。
　　　〃Four　more　stops；　Harry　。。。　Three　stops　left　now　。。。　Two　stops　to　go；　Harry　。。。〃
　　　
　　　They　got　off　at　a　station　in　the　very　heart　of　London；　and　were　swept　from　the　train　in　a　tide　of　besuited　men　and　women　carrying　briefcases。　Up　the　escalator　they　went；　through　the　ticket　barrier　（Mr　Weasley　delighted　with　the　way　the　stile　swallowed　his　ticket）；　and　emerged　on　to　a　broad　street　lined　with　imposing…looking　buildings　and　already　full　of　traffic。
　　　〃Where　are　we？〃　said　Mr　Weasley　blankly；　and　for　one　heart…stopping　moment　Harry　thought　they　had　got　off　at　the　wrong　station　despite　Mr　Weasley's　continual　references　to　the　map；　but　a　second　later　he　said；　〃Ah　yes　。。。　this　way；　Harry；〃　and　led　him　down　a　side　road。
　　　〃Sorry；〃　he　said；　〃but　I　never　e　by　train　and　it　all　looks　rather　different　from　a　Muggle　perspective。　As　a　matter　of　fact；　I've　never　even　used　the　visitors'　entrance　before。〃
　　　
　　　The　further　they　walked；　the　smaller　and　less　imposing　the　buildings　became；　until　finally　they　reached　a　street　that　contained　several　rather　shabby…looking　offices；　a　pub　and　an　overflowing　skip。　Harry　had　expected　a　rather　more　impressive　location　for　the　Ministry　of　Magic。
　　　〃Here　we　are；〃　said　Mr　Weasley　brightly；　pointing　at　an　old　red　telephone　box；　which　was　missing　several　panes　of　glass　and　stood　before　a　heavily　graffitied　wall。　〃After　you；　Harry。〃
　　　
　　　He　opened　the　telephone…box　door。
　　　Harry　stepped　inside；　wondering　what　on　earth　this　was　about。　Mr　Weasley　folded　himself　in　beside　Harry　and　closed　the　door。　It　was　a　tight　fit；　Harry　was　jammed　against　the　telephone　apparatus；　which　was　hanging　crookedly　from　the　wall　as　though　a　vandal　had　tried　to　rip　it　off。　Mr　Weasley　reached　past　Harry　for　the　receiver。
　　　〃Mr　Weasley；　I　think　this　might　be　out　of　order；　too；〃　Harry　said。
　　　〃No；　no；　I'm　sure　it's　fine；〃　said　Mr　Weasley；　holding　the　receiver　above　his　head　and　peering　at　the　dial。　〃Let's　see　。。。　six　。。。〃　he　dialled　the　number；　〃two　。。。　four　。。。　and　another　four　。。。　and　another　two　。。。〃
　　　
　　　As　the　dial　whirred　smoothly　back　into　place；　a　cool　female　voice　sounded　inside　the　telephone　box；　not　from　the　receiver　in　Mr　Weasley's　hand；　but　as　loudly　and　plainly　as　though　an　invisible　woman　were　standing　right　beside　them。
　　　〃Wele　to　the　Ministry　of　Magic。　Please　state　your　name　and　business。〃
　　　
　　　〃Er　。。。〃　said　Mr　Weasley；　clearly　uncertain　whether　or　not　he　should　talk　into　the　receiver。　He　promised　by　holding　the　mouthpiece　to　his　ear；　〃Arthur　Weasley；　Misuse　of　Muggle　Artefacts　Office；　here　to　escort　Harry　Potter；　who　has　been　asked　to　attend　a　disciplinary　hearing　。。。〃
　　　
　　　〃Thank　you；〃　said　the　cool　female　voice。　〃Visitor；　please　take　the　badge　and　attach　it　to　the　front　of　your　robes。〃
　　　
　　　There　was　a　click　and　a　rattle；　and　Harry　saw　something　slide　out　of　the　metal　chute　where　returned　coins　usually　appeared。　He　picked　it　up：　it　was　a　square　silver　badge　with　Harry　Potter；　Disciplinary　Hearing　on　it。　He　pinned　it　to　the　front　of　his　T…shirt　as　the　female　voice　spoke　again。
　　　〃Visitor　to　the　Ministry；　you　are　required　to　submit　to　a　search　and　present　your　wand　for　registration　at　the　security　desk；　which　is　located　at　the　far　end　of　the　Atrium。〃
　　　
　　　The　floor　of　the　telephone　box　shuddered。　They　were　sinking　slowly　into　the　ground。　Harry　watched　apprehensively　as　the　pavement　seemed　to　rise　up　past　the　glass　windows　of　the　telephone　box　until　darkness　closed　over　their　heads。　Then　he　could　see　nothing　at　all；　he　could　hear　only　a　dull　grinding　noise　as　the　telephone　box　made　its　way　down　through　the　earth。　After　about　a　minute；　though　it　felt　much　longer　to　Harry；　a　chink　of　golden　light　illuminated　his　feet　and；　widening；　rose　up　his　body；　until　it　hit　him　in　the　face　and　he　had　to　blink　to　stop　his　eyes　watering。
　　　〃The　Ministry　of　Magic　wishes　you　a　pleasant　day；〃　said　the　woman's　voice。
　　　The　door　of　the　telephone　box　sprang　open　and　Mr　Weasley　stepped　out　of　it；　followed　by　Harry；　whose　mouth　had　fallen　open。
　　　They　were　standing　at　one　end　of　a　very　long　and　splendid　hall　with　a　highly　polished；　dark　wood　floor。　The　peacock　blue　ceiling　was　inlaid　with　gleaming　golden　symbols　that　kept　moving　and　changing　like　some　enormous　heavenly　noticeboard。　The　walls　on　each　side　were　panelled　in　shiny　dark　wood　and　had　many　gilded　fireplaces　set　into　them。　Every　few　seconds　a　witch　or　wizard　would　emerge　from　one　of　the　left…hand　fireplaces　with　a　soft　whoosh。　On　the　right…hand　side；　short　queues　were　forming　before　each　fireplace；　waiting　to　depart。
　　　Halfway　down　the　hall　was　a　fountain。　A　group　of　golden　statues；　larger　than　life…size；　stood　in　the　middle　of　a　circular　pool。　Tallest　of　them　all　was　a　noble…looking　wizard　with　his　wand　pointing　straight　up　in　the　air。　Grouped　around　him　were　a　beautiful　witch；　a　centaur；　a　goblin　and　a　house…elf。　The　last　three　were　all　looking　adoringly　up　at　the　witch　and　wizard。　Glittering　jets　of　water　were　flying　from　the　ends　of　their　wands；　the　point　of　the　centaur's　arrow；　the　tip　of　the　goblins　hat　and　each　of　the　house…elf's　ears；　so　that　the　tinkling　hiss　of　falling　water　was　added　to　the　pops　and　cracks　of　the　Apparators　and　the　clatter　of　footsteps　as　hundreds　of　witches　and　wizards；　most　of　whom　were　wearing　glum；　early…morning　looks；　strode　towards　a　set　of　golden　gates　at　the　far　end　of　the　hall。
　　　〃This　way；〃　said　Mr　Weasley。
　　　They　joined　the　throng；　wending　their　way　between　the　Ministry　workers；　some　of　whom　were　carrying　tottering　piles　of　parchment；　others　battered　briefcases；　still　others　were　reading　the　Daily　Prophet　while　they　walked。　As　they　passed　the　fountain　Harry　saw　silver　Sickles　and　bronze　Knuts　glinting　up　at　him　from　the　bottom　of　the　pool。　A　small　smudged　sign　beside　it　read：
　　　
　　　ALL　PROCEEDS　FROM　THE　FOUNTAIN　OF　MAGICAL　BRETHREN　WILL　BE　GIVEN　TO　ST　MUNGO'S　HOSPITAL　FOR　MAGICAL　MALADIES　AND　INJURIES。
　　　If　I'm　not　expelled　from　Hogwarts；　I'll　put　in　ten　Galleons；　Harry　found　himself　thinking　desperately。
　　　〃Over　here；　Harry；〃　said　Mr　Weasley；　and　they　stepped　out　of　the　stream　of　Ministry　employees　heading　for　the　golden　gates。　Seated　at　a　desk　to　the　left；　beneath　a　sign　saying　Security；　a　badly…shaven　wizard　in　peacock　blue　robes　looked　up　as　they　approached　and　put　down　his　Daily　Prophet。
　　　〃I'm　escorting　a　visitor；〃　said　Mr　Weasley；　gesturing　towards　Harry。
　　　〃Step　over　here；〃　said　the　wizard　in　a　bored　voice。
　　　Harr