korea now has a very similar ministry of magic as britain does, okay. making up stuff like this is hard!
Wrong place and wrong time, somehow Chanyeol has always been very good at those. And looks like he still is. He’s been back in Korea only a couple of hours, and there he is already – at the Ministry headquarters, sitting in a small and dim room being interrogated by a feisty ministry worker.
Chanyeol sits crouched on the hard and uncomfortable wooden chair, squeezing a worn-out suitcase in his lap. The suitcase is part of the reason why he is there in the first place. And also a reason why he needs to get out as soon as possible.
“Well?” The ministry wizard says and leans over the dark wooden table, eyes trained on Chanyeol. He hasn’t introduced himself but Chanyeol thinks he remembers the other from school, he’s around the same age as him… He can’t remember the guy’s name though.
“Do you want to tell me why you’re walking around with a Niffler on the loose?”
The other nods his head towards a small cage on the table that has Chanyeol’s Niffler Toben in it. The rascal. It has escaped from the suitcase before, too, but now it had chosen a very bad time and place for it. Before Chanyeol realized it, the Niffler had sneaked off and chosen to raid the pockets of a ministry wizard, which had of course caused quite havoc. So here they were.
Chanyeol shrugs. “It’s mine. I don’t usually let it wander around though, it just happened to escape earlier…”
“Where have you gotten it? You don’t usually see them much around here.”
“I got it in Britain when I was there working,” Chanyeol says.
“Hmm. Did you report it to the Department of Magical Creatures when you imported it to Korea? Every creature that’s not domestic must be reported and registered after importing–“
“I just returned two hours ago,” Chanyeol cuts in. “I haven’t had the time yet, I’m sorry.”
“You returned from Great Britain today?” The ministry wizard asks and waves his hand so that a quill that had been lying on the table starts to make notes on a piece of parchment.
“Um, no, I returned from Indonesia actually.”
The quill stops writing and the wizard raises his eyebrows at Chanyeol.
“I, uh, I study magical creatures,” Chanyeol explains. “I was there doing some research.”
“Ah, the Magizoologist,” the wizard says and his eyes flash dangerously. “I think I’ve heard of you.”
Chanyeol feels uneasy under the intense stare and starts fiddling with the latches of his suitcase. The wizard looks at him for a while before nodding his head towards the suitcase.
“What do you have in there? Could you open it?”
“Um, just some research documents and reference literature...” Chanyeol keeps his eyes on the table but he can tell the other doesn’t believe him at all. He needs to get out of there right now.
And then he remembers.
“I don’t think you’re being honest with me right now, Mr. Park–“
“Excuse me,” Chanyeol cuts in hastily. “But I’d like to speak with Kim Junmyeon. I know he works in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.”
“Yes, I do know him,” the ministry wizard says slowly and looks quite confused. It seems like he ponders the choices a couple of seconds before asking Chanyeol to wait there and walking out of the room.
Chanyeol sits and waits seven painfully long minutes before the door opens and confused looking Kim Junmyeon peeks in. Chanyeol dares to give him a small apologetic smile and Junmyeon sighs.
Baekhyun paces outside of the room. Junmyeon and that Magizoologist have been for almost ten minutes and Baekhyun is dying to know what they’re talking about. If he just could have continued the interrogation–
The door suddenly opens and the tall and lanky guy walks out and hurries down the corridor towards the entrance hall.
“Hey, wait a second–!” Baekhyun almost dashes after the guy, because he sure isn’t done yet, when Junmyeon steps out of the room and stops him.
“He’s leaving, Baekhyun.”
“But why! I still wanted to clarify a couple of things–“
“There’s no need,” Junmyeon says curtly. “I talked with him and everything is settled now.”
“No buts. And you shouldn’t just bring people in and interrogate them however you wish. Remember your place.” Junmyeon’s gaze is strict and tired and Baekhyun settles for a short nod, keeping all the complaints and suspicions inside.
But once Junmyeon walks away, Baekhyun peeks into the room quickly. The Niffler as well as the cage are gone but Baekhyun swears he saw only the suitcase with the Park guy when he left.
This won’t end here, Baekhyun thinks as he hurries to the entrance hall. I’m going to find out your secrets.
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