As you emerge through the emerald flames of the Floo Network, the simple, surging mass of mankind is astounding. The stone floor clicks under your heels. A stumpy witch wearing a pink hat bumps into you, while a tall, balding wizard hustles past carrying a smoking kennel. You step around the Fountain of Magical Brethren, admiring the craftsmanship. Past security you move toward your destination.
Go to the lifts
Or go back to the Hallway