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Chapter 12: The Ministry Of Magic
Both
Hermione and Remus had a wonderful time with the Grangers. Anna took them to London
and helped them both pick a pair of golden wedding bands and then after a good
night’s rest (without sex) they said their goodbyes to Frank and Anna Granger
and returned to Hogwarts. Hermione had ever intention of starting on the
business that she was going to literally lift off from the ground. While Remus
was busy at Hogwarts talking to Dumbledore, Hermione went looking for the wood
that she would need.
She wanted
her first broom to be made of willow, a very good wood when it came to magic as
well as flying. When she finally found the tree that she was looking for she
did several charms to make sure that there were no nasty surprises and then cut
a long length out of it, making sure that it was thick enough to handle a
person’s weight. When she returned to the cottage she got started on molding it
for the right purpose. That alone took hours, making Hermione thirsty and
hungry.
She grabbed
a bite to eat and some pumpkin juice, and returned to her work. When Remus
returned home he saw her carving the face of what looked like a dragon and then
enchanting every inch of it so that it couldn’t throw, hurl, or do anything
else but fly.
“Do you think this
will work?” Remus asked.
“I believe it
will,” Hermione said, as she duplicated the same handle over and over again.
She then left again.
“So how is Hermione
doing?” Sprout asked him the next morning.
“She’s doing well,”
Remus answered.
He didn’t want to mention Hermione’s strange idea.
“Well, as long as she’s keeping her nose out
of trouble, that’s all that matters.”
“So how was your
visit to your parents?” Ginny asked Hermione when she saw her.
“It went great,”
Hermione said. “So I heard that Professor Snape woke up.”
Ginny nodded.
“That’s great,”
Hermione said.
Ginny looked at her, suddenly sensing that something wasn’t
right.
“What’s wrong,
Hermione?”
“Um…nothing,” Hermione lied.
Ginny wasn’t going to give up.
“Tell Ginny wasn’t
wrong,” Ginny said.
Hermione sighed.
“Alright, but
promise that your not going to laugh.”
Ginny held her hand up.
“I promise not to
laugh.”
“Alright, I’m going
to the Ministry of Magic to ask them to come over to my cottage and look at
something. I’m not going to tell you what it is, but I think it will be
something that will shock the school. But I’m worried that I’m going to fail.”
“Hermione, I don’t
believe that you’ll fail,” Ginny said, giving Hermione a hard look. “Just
believe in yourself and everything will work out.”
“Thanks, Gin.”
“No problem,” Ginny
said. “So when do I get to see it?”
“As soon as it
passes inspection,” Hermione said. “I’m going to show it to the entire school.”
“Well good luck on it.”
When school
let out for the day Hermione was back working on what she called the Dragonfire
2000. She added the broomtail, using her wand to seal them in their place and then
conjuring steel with a little charm she learned, she molded it to exactly what
she wanted. She did the same thing over and over again until they all were
finished. She then went out and got polished and spent hours polishing each
broomstick until they were smooth.
The next morning found herself in-front of the Ministry of
Magic.
Hermione
had brought her broom with her, not knowing if she was going to need it. She
signed in her wand and then went down to one of the golden grille and it went
down.
“Level seven, Department of Magical Games and
Sports, incorporating the British and Irish Quidditch League Headquarters,
Official Gobstones Club, and Ludicrous Patents Office.”
The grille stopped, but on one got off. It moved downward
once again.
“Level
six, Department of Magical Transportation, incorporating the Floo Network
Authority, Broom Regulatory Control, Portkey Office, and Apparition Test Center.”
Hermione got off here and walking
down the hall she found a door that read ‘Broom Regulatory Control’ and
entered. The office was huge compared to some of the offices that she had seen
in the Muggle world. There were different places in a long table that you could
go. One read ‘Broom Registration’ and another said ‘Unsafe Brooms’ Hermione
found a sign that read the following:
To All Inventors,
Inventing
brooms is a privilege, not a right. If you have a broom that you wish to test,
please come to this office.
William Hope
Head of Broom Regulatory Control
Ministry of Magic
Hermione walked up to the sign which was next to an oak
door. She knocked on the door and heard a gruff enter. Hermione entered to see
a slim man that had no hair. He looked up when Hermione entered and motioned
for her to close the door.
“Name and type of
broom?” he asked.
“Hermione Lupin and
this is called the Dragonfire 2000,” Hermione answered.
“Has it been
tested?”
“No.”
“Name
of company that is making this broom?”
“Well I haven’t
filed a business name yet,” Hermione said.
“Fine, go back outside and file your
business name and then return to me.”
Hermione nodded and walked back outside.
“Name
of business?”
“Top Witch
Broomstick Company,” Hermione answered.
“Name
of owner?”
“Hermione Lupin,”
Hermione answered.
The witch looked up.
“A women making
brooms, now that’s something,” she said. “Sign here and the cost is one hundred and fifty gallons.”
Hermione pulled out her money bag and gave it to her. She
took it, weighed it, and then put it in a drawer.
“Now this makes you
an official business,” she explained. “Take your broom in there and we’ll set a
date and time that we’ll come and test your broom. If it meets the
qualifications then you’re authorized to sell it.”
“Thanks,” Hermione
said, taking the parchment.
“Good luck,” she
said.
Hermione
thanked her again and then returned to the man’s office. She presented her
parchment and he had a good look at it. He inspected every inch of it.
“Now this is a
broom,” he commented. “Very good work, however, you need a time and date that
you can have it tested.” He looked at his ledger “How about this afternoon. Lee
Jordan is always looking for a job that he’ll break a few bones. Do you have
anymore like this?”
“Yes sir, I made
about two hundred and eighty brooms.”
“Then this is going
to be one long afternoon,” he said.
He gave the broom back and Hermione left.
Three hours
later Lee Jordan arrived wearing his testing suit. He knocked on Hermione’s
door, but the elf told him that she was at the Quidditch Pitch. He thanked her
and then headed for the pitch. When he arrived he saw Hermione and all the
broomsticks that he had to try.
“Thanks for meeting
up with me,” Hermione said. “So how does this thing work?”
“Well I’ll test it
to see if it will hold up to speed, weather, things like that,” Lee said. “I
can do a charm that will make me be able test them all without having to try
them all. If they all pass then you can sell them.”
Hermione nodded and Lee took the first one. He climbed on and
kicked off hard. The broom shot up like a cork and Hermione watched it being
put through it paces, the tail end streaming red, like a dragonfire. When he
landed, he was gasping.
“Are you alright?”
Hermione asked.
“Yes, that broom
goes 50 miles per hour more then the Firebolt,” Lee commented.
“Is that alright?”
Hermione asked.
“Hermione, that’s
excellent,” Lee said. “This broom is perfect, just like its designer. However, I
need to continue testing it and if it passes then you’ll have something that
will make all those male broomstick designers jealous.”
Hermione blushed.
He then took out his wand and
started to test every inch of the broom. He then waved his wand again and all
of her brooms went up in the air. They did zooms, stops, curls, anything that
Lee wanted it to do. He also checked to make sure they were still together when
all the testing was done. Finally he wrote his report and handed it to
Hermione.
“They all pass,”
Lee said. “I think you need to inform Quality Quidditch Supplies of your broom
and I’m sure they’ll really lift off.”
“Thanks,” Hermione
said. “I really mean it.”
Lee smiled at her and then left.
Now she really had her work cut out for her.
“So will the
antidote work?” Dumbledore asked Madam Pomfrey, when the Ministry finally sent
it.
“We’ll know when I
give it to him,” she said.
“Keep me posted if
this works.”
“I will, Albus,”
Madam Pomfrey said.
He took one look at Harry and
then left.
“Albus, you need to
come quick,” Professor McGonagall said, before he had even sit food out of the
wing.
Dumbledore looked at his Deputy Head.
“What is it?”
But she just pushed him along until they were at a window.
“Look at that,” she
said, pointing to a figure that was flying very fast.
Dumbledore conjured a pair of
binoculars and looked through them. He blinked and looked again. Hermione
Granger was flying on a broom and looking like she was having the time of her
life.
Note: Hermione plans out her business; Harry returns to
normal, Hermione and reveals her secret.
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