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Elise smiled, taking the shrunken box out of her pocket and enlarging it again. The layout was fantastic, even better than before. And she was going to have a lot of fun decorating her desk. She wouldn't go overboard though.
As she looked for her desk, she admitted to herself that she felt a bit sorry for her division head. After all, he seemed to be the only man in their department.
Finally, she caught sight of her name. This year was going to be great.

Axel's eyes flickered a few times as Skander's hand wigwagged in front of her face. She was staring down something again, wasn't she? Despite the fact that the anti OCD potion is causing her to space out rather frequently, it's working like a charm. The least she would want right now is to isolate herself from everyone and start scrubbing her cubicle due to the possibility of getting germs on her hands. Finally curling her lips into a small smile, waved her hand at the latecomers.

"Hi girls." She said and turned to Skander when he mentioned something about setting up cubicles. "Umm Skander?" She said and bit on her lower lip. "Can we personalize our cubicles?" She asked in an unsure tone and glanced at her colleagues. Brain buzzing with ideas on how to personalize her cubicle, she waited impatiently for a positive answer. The current one is so boring. Think Pink.

Eugine shuffled through parchment. Re-reading the old reports in the daily on quidditch. She was on the Irish-Brazil one now,from years ago."Humph."she grunted."Not a very good report."Eugine muttered,pushing it aside.

Annabeth took a picture of her with Percy and Grover,and put it in a frame and palced it on her desk. She magiced the walls to turn Green like hsi eyes. Her favorite color. She smiled,"Now that's what I call a cubicle."she siad to herself. She took out her laptop and began to research different sponsors that could be useful.

"Whoa," Suzanna said, as soon as she saw the new room. "Nice."Everything looked so new, and there was so much more people. She touched the surface of the desk to make sure this was for real. This was going to make work so much more interesting.

Alina had put the box aside when Herod had run in to her, and was now reading the contents of the file. Her eyes were focusing on the page intently, and she ran her fingers across the text as she took in fully what it said. Her eyes widened, and nibbled on the inside of her lip... This was a most unusual case.

Hearing footsteps, Alina looked up and offered Rex a small smile. "A few," she said at his words, flicking back a few pages. "Firstly, it strikes me as very strange. Why patent something like this, that is only going to draw attention to try and find the perpetrator? They must know we go through the legality of inventions... And to make it that obvious - they must either be oblivious, or want to be caught."

Alina tilted her head with a serious look on her face, and passed the open file over to Rex. "And look here," she said, pointing at a diagram showing how the invention worked. "Doesn't that look odd? The layering of the spells?" She bit her lip and turned to Herod. "Has anyone found one of the masks and tested it?"

"No, he didn't send one with the file. But if you look here....." he said, flipping the file's pages rapidly, "He says he did give several to Muggle Masqueraders. This man sounds extremly dangerous and possibly delusional!" Herod ran his fingers through his hair.

"Has anyone checked the archives for any similar situation? It might help us to see how to proceed," he suggested and held out his hands for the file. Rex didn't even get a chance to look at the open file when it was ripped out of his hands by an employee. "Excuse me!" he snapped and glared at the man.

He snatched the file out of the man's hands and went back to the first page. "You need to calm down," he said to the man and then turned back to the Patents Divison Head. "Select two or three employees to create a chart showing the problem and any names or locations where samples may have been handed out. Then we need it pinpointed on a map."

Tom looked at Annabeth as he walked into the room. "So how are things going?" He looked around to see how the place was looking, he thought that it looked great.

Eugine flicked through the papers. "That...can't be right!" she muttered. Then a light bulb clicked over her head. "Sir! Colin McKenzie! He's been cancelling all his matches! At the Very. Last. Minute!" she exclaimed, running over to Skander.

She bit hard into her lip. Stupid quidditch player! He cancels at the very last minute! Dissapointing all the fans! So sad.

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On attaining Skander's consent, she smiled a bit too cheerfully than usual. "Thank you and I promise, I won't visually torture you." She said with a chuckle and headed for her cubicle, her mind swarming with ideas. Plunking down on the new, and plush revolving chair, Axel quickly cleared up her desk but accidentally, the pile of paperwork escaped her grip and scattered around cubicle. Huffing, she bent down and shuffled through the papers until a very interesting piece of writing caught her attention. Of course, the article was related to Quidditch, or more specifically about the top 5 scandals in the history of the game. Raising her eyebrow at it skeptically, she quickly rearranged the papers and dumped them on her desk. Sitting down once again, the old article still in her hands, she thought for moment and decided to give it a read. Seriously, how bad can it be? Placing a pen between her teeth, she leaned back against the chair and twirled around slowly as she crossed her legs gracefully. Hopefully, this article will change her opinion about the game or else, she's in for a snooze fest.

She had only gone through the first paragraph and was actually enjoying it when a loud yelp caught her attention. Sliding back her chair, she peeked outside her cubicle only to discover a frantic Eugine. What's wrong with the girl? She appeared very shocked. Setting the pen and article on her desk, Axel made her way out of the cubicle and followed the girl.

Colin Mackenzie was canceling matches? Truth be told, Axel would've no idea who he was if his name had crossed her a week back, but after reading those beginner and intermediate level books on Quidditch, she was at least aware of the whole English National Quidditch squad, the rules and a few other necessary information with keeping her job in view. "That's awful." She remarked, folding her arms. She wasn't bummed or anything, but this guy had no right to disappoint the innumerable fans of the team. He better has a solid story to back it up. "What else does it say?" She inquired, narrowing her gleaming green eyes at the paper in Eugine's hand.

"Pretty good,"she pointed to Mark,"he has a enw list of the divisions."she siad,she smiled,"any news?"she asked him.She was much lighter seeign her new cubicle all dazzled up. She touched the picture smiling,best friends,and boyfriend she smirked. "I lvoe the ability to make your cubicle nice."she siad recallign the old ones to be boring.

Alina shook her head. "Not yet, though I'm guessing we'll have to go back a fair while. I redid the filing of the last seven years, and can't remember anything along these sort of lines." She eyed the filing cabinet. It was all neat and tidy, and having someone go through a pile of files was going to mess the smart work area up for a while. Ah well, it had to be done.

With that Herod took the file from Rex, and Alina raised her eyebrows warningly. It was still early in the morning, and she didn't fancy a really stressed Rex when this case looked like it was going to be awkward enough. Listening to what he said, Alina nodded. She was trying to guess what this inventor was upto. Dangerous and delusional maybe, but she didn't think it was a simple as that.

Turning to Rex, Alina grabbed the parchment and quill that was nearby. She jotted down some notes of his directions, and glanced across at the file in the Department Head's. "We certainly need to limit this to a certain area. Is a reference address given at all? That we could start tracing samples from? And if possible, we could really do with a sample ourselves. To know what we are up against, and to see if the Patent is really what it says to is..." She grimaced, hoping it wasn't go to be as bad as it appeared.

Looking round the room, Alina caught sight of two of employees that had come in since she'd been talking to Herod and Rex. Her face soften into smile, and she beckoned them over. "Suzanna, Loris...I've got a new case for you to work on. Perhaps a bit more sensitive than some of what you've dealt with before. Fancy it?"

Rex handed the file back to Alina. "Come up with a plan and send someone to get me when you're ready," he said and was about to turn around to leave when he overheard a rather loud commotion coming from the cubicles housing the Quidditch division employees. "Ah, now if you'll excuse me, I think I should go see what's going on over there."

Walking at a rather fast pace, he headed towards the Quidditch employees.



"Is there something wrong?" Rex asked his two employees as he reached their cubicles. "I thought I overheard Colin's name."

Loris stood hearing Alina call his name and beckon him over. He made his way towards her, and smiled slightly. Ahh, an oppurtunity for a case that was different than the usual? He was up for it. Certainly. "I'm at your disposal ma'am." he replied with a small smile. "I'm certainly ready for any case you have for me."

Eugine handed him the artical. "I'm not." she smiled weakly. "He has! I've read a lot artcials now, about him forfeiting!" She nodded at the division head and scowled at the artical. "I doubt that the articals are wrong Mr. Beckett."

Antigone entered the Level 7 work areas with a smile on her face and coffee in her hands... White Chocolate Mocha to be exact. "I am looking for Dept. Head Vindictus," she called out in a pleasant voice. All men like coffee from pretty ladies, maybe she can brighten his day.

'Is there anything I can do?" he asked, mostly to remind Mrs. Newington that he was still there and that it was his file! "What would you like me to do? I think the file said that the masks were given to the Muggles on the south side of London. but it may be a trap. Do you think we should consulte the Aurors, this is very dark magic" he said, more calmly.

Tom smiled. "None yet." He looked around. "We need to decided which of the two league systems we are going to use." He wondered if Rex was busy and when he saw that he was he decided that he would have to wait awhile before they could decided which to use. "Well whilest we are waiting I would like some ideas on how to improve the league." He looked at everyone in his division. "So does anyone have any ideas?"

"well we need sponsors,for each team,but what would sponsor them?"she siad,gobstoens was popular,but defintly nto as popular as quidditch."and ofcourse the teams have to be happy with there sponsors."

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He was on a mission today – sort of, anyway. Colin had this strange feeling that today would be the day to stop by the Ministry and pay a little visit to one of the department heads. Ever since their glorious win at the Quidditch World Cup, Colin hadn’t seen Rex in ages … or the females many fans that worked with him. Figuring that the employees would probably be bored out of their minds (especially those in the Gobstones division), Colin popped into the Ministry and made his way up to Level Seven, home of the Department of Magical Games and Sports. Here I come! Autographs for all you lovely ladies. Boy, they sure were in for a treat!

Walking around the work area and those tacky cubicles, Colin took note of how awful the place looked with each step he took. Who in Merlin’s pants was responsible for cream and dove gray walls? And what was up with those framed posters? Taking a glance at each of them as he passed, he noticed that very few of them were of him and his handsomeness. He was the face of this country’s World Cup Quidditch team! You’d think that he would be on most – no, that’s not right – all of those posters. Little Maxxie must have managed to somehow convince Rex to decorate the entire level like this.

Speaking of Rex, there he was! Giving one of the female employees a smile as he walked by, Colin gave her a little wave and continued to walk toward Rex and the employees who seemed to be discussing something with him. Hopefully they were talking about getting this place a decent makeover! But then Colin heard his name. “Yes, that would be me. I mean, sure these here might make me look like someone else,” he said, taking off his sunglasses (the things you have to wear to not be easily recognized these days!). “But I am indeed the one and the only Colin MacKenzie!”