Savage snorted. 'And you miss the new decrees about Apparating or using a portkey outside of the country? Or are you telling me you managed a permit in spite of the backlog?' he asked, not that it mattered, the man was in enough trouble as it was and Savage didn't believe his story anyway.
'As for any international wizarding law, no one besides those who work at the Ministry is allowed into the building with a wand, you check it at the entrance. Do not try to tell me you've never visited the Ministry before.' Was the man an idiot? The rules about wands at the Ministry had been there for years. Lately St Mungo's had been smart enough to apply the same standard. It was only logical.
'You should not say anything else until we're at the Ministry and your words can be recorded. I'll Apparate us both to the Atrium and you can leave your wand there. The weapons you tried to slip under your coat you can leave here before we head off, they're not allowed at the Ministry nor will they be needed.' He would be searched when entering the Ministry, naturally. Something told Savage this man needed to be kept on a tight leash. 'We'll leave when you've left your weapons behind and locked your door.'