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He wasn't really sure what he'd find when he re-entered the work area. Jasper was more than comfortable on aboard the ship, especially one with little fishie friends, but overall the Ministry's Mysteries Department was designed with their work in mind and it would've been nice to have gotten back to the secure and at times, over-protected work place.
Or so he thought. It was a right mess, actually as well as noisey. With shattered orbs and prophecies whirring about the space carrying with them the voices of the seers who had them. The Unspeakable dug out his wand then immediately headed for the store room to fetch fresh orbs to recapture those prophecies whose orbs were too broken to be repaired by simple charm.
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