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- MWM Chapter 83
The small pouch attached to Tom’s wizard robes had been secretly enchanted with an Undetectable Extension Charm. Although it appeared to be only palm-sized on the outside, it was actually as spacious as a 50-square-meter room inside.
The Undetectable Extension Charm is an advanced spell that can expand the interior space of an object. Officially, it is forbidden by the Ministry of Magic—the government of the wizarding world—for personal use. However, in secret, most wizards use it discreetly because it’s a highly convenient spell.
As long as you don’t get caught in the act by an Auror (the wizarding world’s police), they generally won’t go out of their way to inspect your belongings for this charm.
“A Runespoor of this size probably only exists in such a primeval forest.”
As he leaped past the towering trees, Leo remained vigilant against any other magical creatures that might attack, while recalling Tom’s memories about Runespoors.
The Runespoor is originally from the small African country of Burkina Faso and typically grows to only two or three meters long. It was a favorite pet of ancient dark wizards, often used to frighten Muggles (non-magical people).
It is also the only known magical creature in the wizarding world that lays eggs through its mouth. These eggs can be used to create potions that stimulate brain activity, making them extremely valuable.
Although the Runespoor Leo killed hadn’t laid eggs, its seven-to-eight-meter length could still fetch a good price in Knockturn Alley. Besides the eggs, Runespoor venom and its skin are also quite valuable.
As he dashed through the Albanian forest, Leo avoided most of the strange-looking magical creatures he encountered, only attacking when he couldn’t avoid them.
It wasn’t because he had a soft spot for protecting magical creatures; rather, each magical creature had unique abilities, and without understanding them, he might end up in a dangerous situation.
His current identity was that of a descendant of the Sacred Twenty-Eight, a once-powerful wizarding family. Though the family had declined, they still had some wealth. Moreover, Tom ran an herb shop in Diagon Alley, so he wasn’t in desperate need of Galleons.
There was no need to provoke unknown magical creatures before establishing himself.
Relying on his strong physical condition and chakra for support, he finally exited the Albanian forest and reached the city of Albania before nightfall.
Using Tom’s memories, he found a wizarding inn in Albania where he rested for the night. The next day, he headed to the Albanian Ministry of Magic.
The Albanian Ministry of Magic was a modest building with only three floors. The entrance was a prominent black pine tree in a city park, invisible to Muggles due to a Muggle-Repelling Charm, but easily seen by wizards.
Touching the black pine tree would transport one to the second floor of the underground Ministry of Magic.
The Ministry wasn’t crowded, likely due to the recent chaos in the Muggle world, where the local government had been overthrown and a republic established.
“How can I help you, sir?”
Noticing Leo in the hall, a witch with glasses, who had been reading a magical book, stood up and asked him.
At that moment, to others in this world, Leo appeared as Tom Fawley, with distinct British aristocratic features. The witch spoke in somewhat awkward English.
“I’d like to rent a Portkey,” Leo replied politely.
Most ordinary wizards traveled long distances by boat or train, just like Muggles. The slightly wealthier ones would go to the Ministry of Magic to rent a Portkey.
A Portkey is a special magical object that allows multiple people to travel long distances instantly.
Broomsticks were another option, but wizards generally avoided using them for long journeys, as the strong winds could be overwhelming.
As for Apparition, Floo Powder, and the Knight Bus, each had its own limitations.
Apparition only worked for places the wizard had been before, and the distance one could travel depended on their skill, but most wizards couldn’t apparate very far.
Floo Powder required a connected fireplace via the Floo Network, and the Knight Bus mostly operated within a country’s cities.
There were also magical carriages pulled by winged horses and magical ships, but these were not commonly owned by wizards and required special permits.
Tom Fawley wasn’t poor, but he wasn’t exceptionally wealthy either, so he usually chose Portkeys for international travel.
“The Portkey Office is on the third basement level. You can ask for Wizard Alia there,” the witch pointed to a magical spiral staircase ahead.
Nodding in acknowledgment, Leo took the automated wooden staircase down to the third basement level and found Wizard Alia.
After registering and paying one Galleon and twelve Sickles, Wizard Alia pointed to a nearby white wizard statue.
“Just place your hand on its shoulder.”
Galleons are the currency of the wizarding world: one Galleon equals seventeen Sickles, and one Sickle equals twenty-nine Knuts.
A single Galleon had the purchasing power of about five pounds in the non-magical world, though this was sixty years later; at this point in time, the value might have been higher.
Twelve Sickles to the pound—honestly, most wizards wouldn’t spend that kind of money lightly.
But it was definitely worth the cost.
As soon as Leo placed his hand on the statue’s shoulder, he felt something tug at his feet, lifting him off the ground. When he regained his senses, he was in the Magical Transportation Department on the sixth basement level of the London Ministry of Magic.
“It’s really amazing, traveling from Albania to London in an instant.”
Leo couldn’t help but marvel at the sight of wizards from all over the world appearing around him in the same way, using various Portkeys to arrive and depart.
After completing his registration, he took a magical elevator to the eighth-floor lobby, as directed by his memories.
The London Ministry of Magic had ten floors in total, making it over ten times larger than the Albanian Ministry, and it was extremely grand, even opulent.
This was especially true of the striking Fountain of Magical Brethren made entirely of gold.
The Ministry was also bustling, with wizards everywhere—besides the vast number of Ministry employees, there were many others there on various errands.
Some were carrying stacks of precariously balanced parchment, others holding tattered briefcases, and some were walking while reading magical newspapers.
As Leo made his way toward the Floo Network fireplaces on the opposite side of the main hall, his enhanced vision allowed him to easily catch glimpses of the newspaper headlines.
**Terrorist Dark Wizard Grindelwald Escapes International Capture; Followers Celebrate.
Seraphina Picquery, President of MACUSA, Blames Swiss Delegate Heinrich Eberstadt of the International Confederation of Wizards for the Failure of the Capture Operation.**