Chapter 172 (2): The Organization Wants You to Be the Frontman
Ministry of Magic, Londan, Windsor.
The headquarters of the Ministry of Magic was located in the Western District of Londan, close to the palace where the Queen resided. As the most mysterious institution in Windsor, it operated under the guise of the Department of Forest Resources Management.
It was a department that seemed useful, but didn’t actually serve much of a purpose, and since its personnel were quite old overall, it had always been considered a nursing home for politicians.
The headquarters occupied a large area, comprising several large office buildings, a museum, an opera house, and high-end restaurants. The architecture was in the classical style, and the place didn’t look like a governmental agency, but rather a large estate or a recreational park with an entrance fee.
In addition to the headquarters, the Ministry of Magic had also set up several branches across Londan, disguised as hospitals, zoos, or concert halls. In fact, since Planck was a high-ranking member of the Ministry of Magic, Red Leaf Asylum could also be considered a branch of the ministry.
A black car pulled over at the metal entrance gates. When two guards checked them for clearance, Megan showed them the IDs to confirm that they were on the visitor list. Once the gates opened, the car drove into the park for five minutes, stopping before a four-story office building.
It was all white with numerous pillars for a grandiose look, housing Vice Minister Yvette’s office. Megan stayed and stood watch while Wayne followed Auston into the building to meet the Vice Minister.
She was in her fifties, wearing elegant makeup that accentuated her inherent grace. It would be a mistake to judge a mage’s age by their appearance, especially in the case of a legendary mage. However, the Vice Minister maintained an older appearance so that others would show her the respect that her age warranted.
Auston respectfully took her hand and kissed it in greeting. “It’s been a long time, Yvette. You’re still as charming as ever.”
Yvette smiled slightly. “Auston, I heard about the trouble you’re in. Do you need me to put in a good word for you?”