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Bold Italics is for Italian

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Friday, 1st November 1991 (Part 2)

After 10 long hours, the family arrived at the French Ministry of Magic Headquarters, they did stop a few blocks away so that no muggles can see them

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After 10 long hours, the family arrived at the French Ministry of Magic Headquarters, they did stop a few blocks away so that no muggles can see them. It was now 5 pm. During the 11 hours, after talking about the buddies, they talked about work at the Ministries. The children were updated with what they have missed which was nothing much. 

After the conversation, the family found themselves feeling peace and comfort in the silence. Corvus dove back into his book while his three siblings drift to sleep. Damon still somehow managed to sleep after the insane about of sugar he consumed. Camille brought her paperwork back out and Lucian did the same before diving into his book. 

The French Ministry of Magic had a spell that stopped witches and wizards from being able to disapparate on their premises. The entrance of the Headquarters was located on the grounds of Place de Furstenberg. In the middle of the square was a fountain, called the Wallace Fountain serving as the entrance for the visitors and employees. To enter, all they have to do was stand in the middle and cough, the roots of surrounding trees rose into a birdcage elevator and descended to the ground.

 To enter, all they have to do was stand in the middle and cough, the roots of surrounding trees rose into a birdcage elevator and descended to the ground

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