Chapter 153 "Going To The Ministry of Magic"

"The newborn dragons must wait around six months before they can breathe flames normally. They typically exhale flames that are incredibly hot and covered in dense gray smoke. Young dragons' capacity to fly appears later, and they cannot master it until the 12th month."

"A dragon must mature for two complete years. Keep in mind that a young dragon must be fed every half an hour with a small barrel of brandy and chicken blood."

"You can feed it some meat after three days, and they'll grow extremely quickly."

Jerry eagerly read "Breeding Dragons for Fun and Profit" a book which Hagrid had returned to the library.

"Jerry, come with me." Suddenly, a deep and familiar voice came from the door.

It was Snape when he looked up. Jerry greeted Harry and Hermione, picked up the magic book, signed up with Ms. Pince, and then walked out of the library with Snape.

"Professor, what's the matter?" Professor Snape wouldn't have come to visit him specifically if there had been nothing else going on during the Easter holiday, which hasn't yet ended.

"You might travel to France during the next two days, Meyer Booth is here." Snape gave a brief response before stopping.

Jerry had a gut feeling that perhaps his first game with the English Quidditch team was approaching.

Every month, he receives 500 galleons, and he is powerless to stop it. He is not overly shocked because he has already prepared for the competition.

Jerry came across Meyer in Snape's office. He believed Meyer was under a lot of pressure at this time because he gambled everything for the Quidditch team. Indeed, everything was pretty much as he had envisioned.

Meyer submitted an application to compete in the Multinational Quidditch Championship, which was held this year in the French wizarding community, due to the pressure and pressing necessity for Jerry to assist the English Quidditch team.

The venue is Paris, France. The French Quidditch team, the German Quidditch team, the Spanish Quidditch team, the Italian Quidditch team, and the English Quidditch team are currently participating nations.

The game will commence the day after tomorrow. Throughout the entire time, there will be numerous matches. The rules are similar to the Quidditch Cup at Hogwarts. The trophy is won by the Quidditch team with the most victories.

The Ministry of Magic guaranteed that each player would get a bonus of 1,000 Galleons if the English Quidditch team ultimately took home the trophy.

Jerry won't be starting school later than usual because there is still one week left in the Easter holidays.

Jerry, of course, had no issues with this. As soon as he got back to the room, he simply packed his belongings and went with Meyer to a fireplace that was part of the Floo Network and had been opened especially for them by Hogwarts.

"Speak it firmly, step through the right oven door, tuck your elbows, close your eyes, and don't fidget or panic while traveling with Floo powder."

Meyer entered the fireplace first after instructing Jerry, who was using Floo powder for the first time, on how to apply it.

He mimicked Meyer and snatched up some Floo powder tossing it on the fire. "London Ministry of Magic!"

As the British Floo network cannot reach France, they now visit the Ministry of Magic first before using the Ministry of Magic Portkey to visit the French Ministry of Magic.

Jerry removed the dust from his body before pulling the luggage and exiting the fireplace. He then took a quick look around.

He stood at the conclusion of a long, opulent corridor with a polished, dark oak floor. A massive high-altitude bulletin board, the peacock-blue ceiling is inlaid with shimmering golden symbols that are continually moving and changing.

Inlaid in the wood panels on both sides are golden fireplaces. Wizards similar to him are emerging on the left, and wizards are lining up to depart on the right.

The entire hall is tightly packed with wizards, and it is estimated that there are at least a few hundred of them by eye inspection.

"Come along with me, Mr. Carmen. To find your teammates, we must proceed to the Department of Magical Sports on the seventh floor." Meyer, who was standing not far in front, spotted Jerry approaching from the fireplace, smiled, and waved to him.

Jerry arrived with the suitcase right away. A dazzling magic fountain that appeared in his eyes as he was moving through the group of wizards made him quietly marvel at the Ministry of Magic's apparent wealth.

He cast a glance down at the bottom of the pool, where there were numerous sparkling Sickles and Knuts. A small, faded sign next to the fountain reads, "All money from The Fountain of Magical Brethren will go to St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries."

"The Fountain of Magical Brethren?"

He grumbled silently that the statue's name did not correspond to the fountain's actual name. Meyer led Jerry to a tiny side hallway with 20 elevators encircled by golden fences.

"Coach Meyer, how long has this place existed?" Jerry enquired after entering the magic elevator and opening the golden fence.

"Well, it has been a while. It was built here when the Wizarding Council existed before the eighteenth century. There weren't many of us at the time. Since the Ministry of Magic's founding, a growing number of departments have been added."

"What floor is the hallway we are now in?" Jerry searched the elevator but found no sign of a floor button.

"We're on the eighth floor and we are going to the seventh floor." Meyer explained.

When you visit the Ministry of Magic for the first time, it's natural to be interested in it. Meyer has always been an extremely patient coach.

The Ministry of Magic's logo was printed on many purple paper aircraft that swished into the magic elevator just as it was about to close.

Before Jerry could ask, Meyer explained, "It served as a communication tool across departments. It used to be an owl but the mess was unbelievable—the desk was covered in feces."

Jerry could only roll his eyes in response to the explanation, realizing that there is still a lot of magic in this world that he is unaware of.

He remembered all of the seventh-grade textbooks, bought a lot of magic books, read a lot of magic books in the library, and there are still many magics that he doesn't know.

He has never seen the magic of this paper plane autonomously delivering messages in any book he read.