Mr. Weasley looked like an idiot on the Underground.
At every stop, he excitedly told Harry and Sirius, "One stop closer! Four, three, two, one stop to go."
Harry felt rather embarrassed, while Sirius simply put on an expression that said he did not know the man. Mr. Weasley, however, did not seem to mind at all and continued happily serving as a stop announcer, a job that had already disappeared from the Underground.
As the political center of power in the United Kingdom, Whitehall was quite bustling.
Harry and the others had all been here before, though they seemed to have come by different means.
Mr. Weasley generally came straight here by Apparition, though sometimes he used Floo Powder to go directly to his office. Sirius was much the same, using Apparition most of the time.
Harry had come once at Christmas in his second year to deal with matters concerning his property. That time, he had taken the Knight Bus.
It was the first time any of the three had come by Underground, so for a while, they could not find the visitors' entrance.
In the end, Harry found the telephone box that served as the entrance from memory, leaving Mr. Weasley looking rather embarrassed. "It's been such a long time since I used this. I suppose the Ministry of Magic ought to come up with something more convenient."
Harry and Sirius both could not help rolling their eyes.
After they dialed, a cold female voice came from inside the telephone box. Yes, from inside the telephone box, not from the receiver Harry was holding.
"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic of the United Kingdom. Please state your full name and the nature of your business."
Harry was not surprised by this. It had been the same on