While my head still hurt like hell, I knew I needed to get out of there. The magical discharge would surely cause someone to take notice. Even though there seemed to be absolutely no one in the building. Knowing that I had to be very careful with my magical usage, I knew the best way to get around. Plus, I needed to be a little free. Walking out of the room, I shifted into my Animagus form. The raven. Figuring it was best to get to the intersection where the directory was. My flight was quick, the twists and turns I had made towards my grimoire made me seriously question the idiot who designed the interior of this level. I also noticed just how dark the Ministry was. Did no one know how to turn on the lights?