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Stefan · 08-27-2018, 03:04 PM

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Originally Posted by Birchwoodmom

She shook her head in agreement. "I would think not. Such a thing should never be allowed at the Ministry of Magic." Maybe this was one of the things she was supposed to be on the lookout for? Conley had warned her of strange things and Ms. Bones had hinted to strange happenings as well.

She eyed the man, pulling the device from his pocket. "I'm Ashery. Ashery Lewis. I'm the personal assistant to Ms. January Bones, office of the Minister of Magic." And proud of it. She felt important saying her full title out loud. Then, the sickening panic returned. She still had no idea where the Minister was. Mr. Flamsteed's fit had taken her way off track. "Sir, do you think you could play with your toy later on so we can figure out a way to return Mr. Flamsteed to his original, wizard state?" She felt as if she were talking to one of her brothers, as they attempted to play instead of getting their work done. Her patience was wearing far too thin and if she had any way of fixing the mess herself, she would.

"But perhaps the Ministry made a very huge mistake." Albert was under Althea Scabior's leadership not too long ago, and he could swear by his receding hairline that the Ministry took a deep dive when she left the government. As soon as he'd heard about Nickel's win as Minister, klaxon bells rang in Albert's mind, wondering how in the deepest pits of Hades' hell did that man win? He was told by many to give the unknown, overnight celebrity a chance, but look at where they are now. The Ministry had no goals, but simply a joke of an institution.

Click. Click.

Office of the Minister of Magic? Ah. Albert had the tiniest hint of a smirk on his lips as he continued his documentation. Oh, he had a lot of things to say about her division, but the man has enough respect for January to ridicule it. Merlin knows what hell she's going through right now.

Click. Click.

Once satisfied with his documentation, Albert straightened up, painfully containing his growing irritation when it was implied that he was playing around. But like the dignified old gentleman that he was, he exuded a calm persona and slowly approached the only other human in the room. The slow clacking of his Italian shoes against the floor echoed around dangerously. "A pleasure to meet you despite our current situation, Miss Ashery Lewis. And a belated congratulations on your position. Everyone can tell that your role is as important as January herself but do not make the same mistake of calling her 'Miss' in front of other people. It's 'Missus' Bones." January was his former colleague in DMC, and the woman had short patience for those who couldn't keep up with the simple task of remembering titles and whatnot. "And for your further information, Miss Lewis, this--" he said as he showed her his subminiature camera between his elegant fingers, "Is a type of spy camera, as what muggles would call it, and I have it in my person at all times considering the fact that it is part of my job in Creatures to do documentation and reconnaissance." A pregnant pause was made as he stuffed the camera back in his breast pocket, "I, like yourself, do not like dilly-dallying. I am infamous for my strong work ethic and discipline in and out of the Ministry so you can be assured, that I am not playing any games, nor I carry...'toys', in my person." he said with a quirk of an eyebrow and slight raise of his chin, effectively looking down at the much younger...and newer employee. Who did she think he was?

"Albert Magnus Morgenstern. Enforcement Division Head for Department of Creatures." She better remember that name, "And I am here to ensure that the likes of Mister Flamsteed be safely transfigured back to his...in your words...original, wizard state." he said with a very fake grin. The hint of happy disposition was gone in seconds, as he turned towards the creature and continued to speak. "I already sought the permission of Ms. Peckham and Mr. Quiggly to transfer them to A&C for further evaluation and safe...untransfiguration. Would it be too much if I ask you to bring Mr. Flamsteed to A&C? I still have a number of...victims to document and round up." It was already proving to be a long day, and it wasn't even lunchtime and Albert's mood continued to decline. He'd most definitely need a drink after today.

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Stefan Abraxan Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: Under Blueprints Posts: 25,495 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mackenzie Alistaire Mordaunt Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Yoji Christopher Reed Ravenclaw First Year x12 x12	Jedi Master•General Iroh•Java Junkie• King ♛ Stefan •Mycroft Holmes•Dragon Lord•Druid Boy Quote: Originally Posted by Birchwoodmom She shook her head in agreement. "I would think not. Such a thing should never be allowed at the Ministry of Magic." Maybe this was one of the things she was supposed to be on the lookout for? Conley had warned her of strange things and Ms. Bones had hinted to strange happenings as well. She eyed the man, pulling the device from his pocket. "I'm Ashery. Ashery Lewis. I'm the personal assistant to Ms. January Bones, office of the Minister of Magic." And proud of it. She felt important saying her full title out loud. Then, the sickening panic returned. She still had no idea where the Minister was. Mr. Flamsteed's fit had taken her way off track. "Sir, do you think you could play with your toy later on so we can figure out a way to return Mr. Flamsteed to his original, wizard state?" She felt as if she were talking to one of her brothers, as they attempted to play instead of getting their work done. Her patience was wearing far too thin and if she had any way of fixing the mess herself, she would. "But perhaps the Ministry made a very huge mistake." Albert was under Althea Scabior's leadership not too long ago, and he could swear by his receding hairline that the Ministry took a deep dive when she left the government. As soon as he'd heard about Nickel's win as Minister, klaxon bells rang in Albert's mind, wondering how in the deepest pits of Hades' hell did that man win? He was told by many to give the unknown, overnight celebrity a chance, but look at where they are now. The Ministry had no goals, but simply a joke of an institution. Click. Click. Office of the Minister of Magic? Ah. Albert had the tiniest hint of a smirk on his lips as he continued his documentation. Oh, he had a lot of things to say about her division, but the man has enough respect for January to ridicule it. Merlin knows what hell she's going through right now. Click. Click. Once satisfied with his documentation, Albert straightened up, painfully containing his growing irritation when it was implied that he was playing around. But like the dignified old gentleman that he was, he exuded a calm persona and slowly approached the only other human in the room. The slow clacking of his Italian shoes against the floor echoed around dangerously. "A pleasure to meet you despite our current situation, Miss Ashery Lewis. And a belated congratulations on your position. Everyone can tell that your role is as important as January herself but do not make the same mistake of calling her 'Miss' in front of other people. It's 'Missus' Bones." January was his former colleague in DMC, and the woman had short patience for those who couldn't keep up with the simple task of remembering titles and whatnot. *"And for your further* information, Miss Lewis, this--" he said as he showed her his subminiature camera between his elegant fingers, "Is a type of spy camera, as what muggles would call it, and I have it in my person at all times considering the fact that it is part of my job in Creatures to do documentation and reconnaissance."** A pregnant pause was made as he stuffed the camera back in his breast pocket, "I, like yourself, do not like dilly-dallying. I am infamous for my strong work ethic and discipline in and out of the Ministry so you can be assured, that I am not playing any games, nor I carry...'toys', in my person." he said with a quirk of an eyebrow and slight raise of his chin, effectively looking down at the much younger...and newer employee. Who did she think he was? "Albert Magnus Morgenstern. Enforcement Division Head for Department of Creatures." She better remember that name, "And I am here to ensure that the likes of Mister Flamsteed be safely transfigured back to his...in your words...original, wizard state." he said with a very fake grin. The hint of happy disposition was gone in seconds, as he turned towards the creature and continued to speak. "I already sought the permission of Ms. Peckham and Mr. Quiggly to transfer them to A&C for further evaluation and safe...untransfiguration. Would it be too much if I ask you to bring Mr. Flamsteed to A&C? I still have a number of...victims to document and round up." It was already proving to be a long day, and it wasn't even lunchtime and Albert's mood continued to decline. He'd most definitely need a drink after today. __________________ "It didn't go quite as planned." \| The Underground Studio Translation: I may have caused irreversible damage on a monumental scale.