282 Preparations for the future

Elsewhere : Ministry of Magic

Minister Fudge sits on his desk opposite his undersecretary Dolores Umbridge, he mentally grimaces at her pink outfit but quickly stifles it, they need to make a couple important decisions for the rather immediate future. \"Dolores as you know we have many events approaching, as someone who's got a good head for judging people I'll need your help suggesting who I should formally invite to the Quidditch world cup finals. I've thought of a couple people myself but if I wish to ingratiate myself with the common peoples then I'll need to put more thought in my decisions, we can't be rash after-all.\" he says, rubbing his ring all the while.

She seems to think for a momentum before mock-coughing into her hand, \"Ahem, Ahem. As long as they are of good blood it will always be a correct choice.\" she states.

Fudge rubs his forehead, \"Yes, while that might indeed be the case, I need to pick someone who's popular with the commoners while also appealing to our... Backers.\" he almost whispers the last part.

Umbridge seems to think for a longer period of time than before, her eyes suddenly light up. \"Minister, didn't you endorse a pure-blood but a month ago?\"

...

Fudge looks at her blankly \"Eh, did I?\"

She nods, \"That ashen haired girl that looks like she's a descendant from the Malfoy line, what was her name? Oh! Ciri Rivia.\"

Fudge remembers when he hears the name, she was and still is very popular among the common people. While it wasn't as impressive as killing You-Know-Who as a child, it was more notable than any other event since then. His name still spreads fear when spoken, even despite the Dark Lords death, so anything directly opposed to him and his ideology would obviously be massively supported by the populace. As such, Ciri even had action figures made after her, the fact she wielded a sword and not magic only increased how many we sold as it adds mysteriousness to her character. In-fact it had even become a trademark associated with her, while Fudge himself didn't care at all about muggle weapons, the wizarding world itself had had a surge of people teaching swordsmanship classes and even reteaching old lost spells that'd conjure swords or something similar.

\"Miss Rivia? She does fit all of the criteria, however there is one thing I am hesitatant about.\" he says to his undersecretary while rubbing his double chin.

Umbridge \"And what might that be Minister?\"

Fudge \"Her origins, as she's not a British born witch I hesitate to use her instead of a more traditional family, they might find themselves slighted by my choice.\"

Umbridge shakes her toad-like head and replies, \"With the popularity of Miss Rivia they will understand, even if they don't, you are the Minister. Your word is final\" she adds the last part to massage the fat mans ego.

He nods, \"Of course, would you mind sending Miss Rivia a letter of invitation? Oh, and before I forgot, allow her to bring her friend... Mr Ludvig was it? He had proved very helpful in our last discussion.\"

The woman in pink nods and bids her farewell to the Minister before attending to the task assigned to her. Personally she despised pretty looking pure bloods such as Ciri Rivia, but as a political tool she'll be useful to them... And if something unfortunate were to happen as a result of the families being offended then she would mourn for her for a moment... But only for a moment. \" she thinks to herself as she grins.

Elsewhere : A hidden bunker completely and utterly surrounded by wards.

\"I'm not sure, if even a few Auror's are present we'll be completely wiped out in only a number of seconds...\" a man wearing a skull mask says to the rest of companions in the room.

\"Don't be a coward, for how long have we waited for an opportunity like this? And with one of the Dark Lords former inner member, we'll be hard pressed to fail.\"

The first man looks at him, \"How are we supposed to believe what you're saying? We've not yet even seen this person you purport to represent...\" he says doubtfully.

Suddenly a wand is drawn and put in his face, \"Don't. You. Doubt me! He growls out before pulling his wand back. I promise you all, this plan is fool proof, we might even have some opportunities to sample the Veela that are present\" he says with a sick grin on his face.

The rest of the men chuckles and hoot at his words, of course, some wouldn't touch such in-human creatures, instead wishing to torture them to death instead. This would be the only fate for those that went against them.

\"So, when and where are we going to strike?\" one hesitantly asks.

The man who seems to be the leader speaks up again, \"I think it's time to reveal the full plan, once the Quidditch world cup is over, we'll wait for security to be at it's lowest before donning our masks and causing as much destruction as possible. Those dirty muggles won't stand a chance, and for all of you here. Cast to kill, don't be like those idiotic Auror's who seek to incapacitate us, we'll follow old Death Eater tactics, reinvervate anyone who's stunned and cast lethal or debilitating spells in return. No one wishes to die and so the Auror's will likely retreat for reinforcements, this will give us enough time to do as we wish.\" he says as he lists the various tactics, formation and movements of the previous death eaters.

\"Remember one thing though, your port keys will be activated should you be unconscious for 5 seconds or longer. Keep them in your pockets, if you get teleported to safety you'll miss out on all the fun.\"