Department of Mysteries

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Department of Mysteries



The Department of Mysteries is a section of the Ministry of Magic that carries out confidential research. Most of its operations are carried out in total secrecy. Few wizards within the Ministry actually know what is located within this department. Those wizards who work in the Department of Mysteries are known as Unspeakables because of the confidential nature of their work.

Head of the Department of Mysteries
Charles Montague

 

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This is the Office for the Department of Mysteries

This is the office for the Head of the Department.
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[a porg]

A pale violet paper airplane floated into the Department of Mysteries and landed on the desk of the department's head. In careful, neat handwriting, a note was written.

Charles,

I would like to invite you and your family to Castle Aur for dinner. Other important members of the ministry will be there as well. Please let me know as soon as possible if you will be in attendance.

Sincerely,
Gwynfair

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Essy ze Ninja

 

[a porg]

xxxxxThe Ministry was in chaos. The employees were running about, faced with hoards of dementors and boggarts. It was a perfect distraction for a crime to take place, and that was exactly what the man had come to the Ministry to do. He had no business to do with all of them. Politicians. Sure, the Minister was a Hufflepuff, but that didn't mean she was perfect. In his mind, she was nothing more than a pushover. What good did a Hufflepuff ever do? They were just sort of there. What they really needed was somebody to get stuff done.
xxxxxBut the man wasn't here to take out the Minister, although who knew? Should his employer's plan go well, perhaps that would one day be on the agenda. However, that honor would not go to him. No, curses and such were not the thief's strong points. He was a master of transfiguration, a useful skill when it came to sneaking about. He had snuck his way into the Ministry in the most benign of forms: a mouse. Yes, he was an animagus, and not a registered one at that. He preferred that only a few people knew of him, otherwise, they'd be too quick to catch him, and he couldn't have that. Merlin knew he wouldn't be able to fight his way out should he be confronted.
xxxxxWhen the mouse-man reached the floor housing the Department of Ministries, he switched back into a man. No point in hiding now that he was so close. He just had to find the right chamber. He had been given specific instructions on what to do. All that was left was finding the item and getting out with it. Of course, this being his first time in the Department of Ministries, the thief had no idea what he was looking for. Only that it had something to do with time. Perhaps if he wandered long enough he would manage to find it.

 

[Essy ze Ninja]

𝖀nspeakable 𝕮harles 𝕸ontague
𝕳𝖊𝖆𝖉 𝖔𝖋 𝕯𝖊𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖒𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝕸𝖞𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘

Tucked away in his private office, Charles was sanctioned safely away from the chaos, but not entirely so. An unknown patronus jolted him from his work-induced stoicism, its warning beseeched, and then it was gone. He tripped over his feet to rise to his full height, eyes wide and alert as he shoved his hands in his pocket to retrieve his wand. So far, he’d been lucky. Boggarts and dementors were terrorizing the ministry, but he’d yet to encounter one. His blood ran cold as a steely gaze crept up to his doorway that spilt into the hallway. Each chamber was a treasure of gold, priceless to behold. He had to protect it; it was his duty. His robes thundered at his feet as he wrenched his doorway opened and peered out into the empty hallway. His hurried footsteps echoed and his voice shook. ”Protego,” he cast, simply out of paranoia, and kept the shield strong ahead of him as he advanced through the ninth level, intent on reaching the chambers soon and scouring the area.

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Height: 5'9” ♞ Weight: 179lbs ♞ Age: 55

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Violet the Maestro

 

[a porg]

xxxxxAs the thief continued through the Department of Mysteries, he tried several doors. An office here, a closet there. Nothing that he wanted. This was turning out to be a more difficult job than he thought when he took the offer. He decided that once he got out of the Ministry with the object, he would demand more payment from his employer. This was supposed to be a nice, simple heist, nothing like what it was turning out to be. At least he had yet to run into a dementor or boggart. The thief's skill set lie in transfiguration, not in charms or curses. If he ran into one of those, it would all be over.
xxxxxThe man was about to open up yet another door when he heard a voice cast a spell. Nobody was supposed to be here. They were all supposed to have been gone, chased off by the creatures of nightmares. So what was someone doing down here now? Had they already uncovered him? The thief wanted to believe that was impossible. He was one of the best at crimes such as this. Technically, he hadn't even really done any harm yet. This was a government building, he should be allowed to be here. After all, what's a government without people to govern?
xxxxxFearing that all of his hard work was about to unraveled, the thief took to hiding in the shadows. If they were truly about to find him and attempt to stop him, it was better to hide. Hide and turn back into a mouse and run away. Come back another day, perhaps using a safer plan. Robberies in daylight were always so risky.


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Essy ze Ninja

 

[Essy ze Ninja]

𝖀nspeakable 𝕮harles 𝕸ontague
𝕳𝖊𝖆𝖉 𝖔𝖋 𝕯𝖊𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖒𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝕸𝖞𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘

The Hall of Prophecy, perhaps? He deliberated. The bright light of his shield never waned. Yes, the Time Chamber would be first priority, Charles had decided. He focused untrained eyes on the corridor ahead of him, suddenly suspicious of the lack of ministry officials around. He was, and felt, utterly alone. Every so often, his paranoia had gotten the best of him and he caught himself stealing another glance over his shoulder, minute after minute, second after second. He was surprised to not find an auror, or patrol officer, not even the reflection of a face. He passed the cluttered supply and broom closets, hesitated at the offices of his fellow coworkers but decided against it. Nothing in their offices would be more important than what was hidden. He passed the Love Chamber, ever curious of its secrets. If anyone had gotten in, they’ll never come back out. He passed shadows, always second guessing if they were dancing behind his back the moment he crossed. When he reached the Time Chamber, he paused. What if this is a trap, he bit back a fright. But why would it be on me? He shook his head. It was only dementors, only boggarts; there was no significant reason for him to believe it to be anything otherwise.

But then, maybe he should run to the lifts? Dive through the rest of the levels of the ministry and assist in any way he could. Then again…That was never really his style, anyway. His fingers moved to churn the handle round, but before he pushed open the door, a cold wash of eerie déjà vu swallowed him whole. He didn’t know why, but he felt like he was being watched. Had he passed someone unsuspectingly? ”Hello..?” The silence plagued him, even his own echo was drowned out by the disease. But if there was someone here, he was going to find out. He sacrificed his protection charm to cast a different spell. ”Homenum revelio,” he cast slow and purposefully, waving his wand around him in a slow circle, waiting.

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Height: 5'9” ♞ Weight: 179lbs ♞ Age: 55
[OOC: So, I wasn’t sure when/if you wanted the thief to be caught. So… yeah. xD ]
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Violet the Maestro

 

[a porg]

xxxxxCertainly he had to be nearly there. His employer had stated this would be an easy heist. Just grab the item and go. However, the thief knew that employers didn't always know what easy was. After all, that was why they hired someone to do their dirty work. They needed someone skilled, and they usually had the money to do so. In the end, that was what it was all about.

xxxxxSuddenly, the man felt something swooping down on him. That had to be something, a spell perhaps? There was that other person, casting spells. What if it was an auror? They were definitely more skilled than the thief at casting spells. He had to hurry. The thief faced the door and started to think about the best possible way to get inside. He was sure that this would be no ordinary door to pass through, let alone sneak through.

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Essy ze Ninja

OOC: Caught, yes, he is a failure. When, well, whenever you'd like.

 

[Essy ze Ninja]

𝖀nspeakable 𝕮harles 𝕸ontague
𝕳𝖊𝖆𝖉 𝖔𝖋 𝕯𝖊𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖒𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝕸𝖞𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘

Charles held baited breath. The spark of magic shimmered in his peripherals, through the wall of a roundabout corner he'd already passed. These halls all looked alike, it was hard to be certain. Through gritted teeth he charged. Montague tore down the corridor and wrenched himself around the corner. Who— he dared to wonder but couldn't let himself ask. ”Seperatus,” he whipped his wand, closing out the exits. ”Incarcerous,” he burst with rapid fire succession. Who the hell are you? He let himself dare.

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Height: 5'9” ♞ Weight: 179lbs ♞ Age: 55
[OOC: o^o I forgot, I'm sorry!!! <3 <3 (Ugh, and so short.)]
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