ConFLOOsion-Hannah&Barty
Date:10th August 2002, 0804 am
Location:The Leaky Cauldron, Upstairs.
Gathering the sheaf of parchment together with some string the old-fashioned way Barty made his way down to the atrium, casting the new Statue a withering glance and smoothing down his robes as he stood in line for the Floo. Once he had reached the front, he took a handful of floo powder, tossed it into the fireplace and clearly enunciated, “Offices of the Minister for Magic - waiting room 1.”
He didn’t have an appointment but he had a great deal of suggestions, and as he stepped into the emerald flames he felt sure that Minister Shacklebolt would value his input.
He stepped out and bent at once to brush soot off of one shiny shoe. When he straightened however, he was in something that was decidedly NOT a waiting room for the minister’s offices. Not unless something had gone desperately downhill in the standards. There was a table and chairs, a very ugly chest of drawers that should be replaced with a filing cabienet, and a second door that presumably lead back out into the Ministry.
Best to check with the reception witch though. Even if she had just loudly dropped her fork onto her plate of breakfast and was staring at him in shock.
“Ahum.My name is Bartemius Crouch. I am here to speak to the Minister. Kindly inform him of my arrival.”
Well. At least she was quick to rush through the door. He settled down on the small sofa, legs crossed, and rearranged his papers.