I really do not liking coming down here. The only thing pleasant about the Ministry is coming to see Colin. Thankfully, when I come to renew my memory harvesting license, I may keep my wand, as is the case today.
I take the new license from the instructor and examine it, making sure that everything is correct. I should hate to be sited and sued again because of a mistake the Ministry made. The instructor makes an ugly face at my scrutinization, but I don’t care. I have never trusted the Ministry. At first it was because Daddy didn’t, and because of all the things the Quibbler said. But as I grew to know the world more, and got to know Harry, and of course during the war, I saw evil taking power and prosecuting the good. I have seen them try to manipulate the public’s eye to believe that people like Harry and Professor Lupin and Dumbledore are bad.
I know it isn’t the Ministry to which I should have an aversion, but rather those corrupt few who have turned it into a mockery of a government. I know that there are good people working here, such as Harry and Ron and Remus’ wife. Molly’s husband used to work here. And now my husband works here. There are good people in this corrupt place, and as long as they are here, I have more faith that our world won’t be completely consumed by evil.
I have checked every letter of my name, of Love Goods, of every single word. The number is correct. The date of expiration is correct. Everything seems correct to my eyes, but I’ll make sure to have Blaise doublecheck it for me.
“Thank you very much,” I say finally, putting the license into my portfolio.
The instructor just glowers and returns, “See you in three months.”
I stick my wand behind my ear and leave the room. At first, I plan to go to work and hang the license, but stop myself before I take a step. Why would I be in the Ministry and not see Colin? Of course I would see him! It is still a little time until lunch, but perhaps there’s some place I could wait here for him.
I look around me, not sure where I should go. I suppose I should go back to Love Goods while I wait for lunchtime, and I wouldn’t need to be here unnecessarily, but going there would mean coming back, and coming back would mean having to leave my wand with the wand-checkers.