"Mr. Lupin! The Chinese Fireball has escaped"

Ted was not very surprised by these news. Lying on his bed Ted stood up quickly, put on his goggles and stormed out, Mikhail followed behind.

The stormy weather did not catch Ted by surprise as this region was known for it's grumpy weather, muddy ground and rain that came from the left, instead of coming from the skies. Ted turned to Mikhail and in a burst of happiness and excitement he said.

"So, how did it happen this time? Did he bite the chain off? Did the chain just break? Who or what made him so angry?"

Ted continued walking in the direction of a little shack between two great rocks while his questions turned into mumbles and incomprehensible suggestions.

"I think this time he just wanted to go for a walk, or a fly"

Mikhail was having a hard time keeping up with Ted, who was almost running through the mud, Ted waved his wand ,the cabin door opened and he walked into the light.

" Don't you just love Undetectable Extension Charms, Mikhail?"

They had just walked into a bar which was a much more pleasant option than the stormy mud covered weather outside. Warm lights and comfortable chatter were all around them and everybody greeted them as they Mikhail was having trouble following Ted but tried his best to stay close. Ted now had the goggles around his neck.

"Yes, yes, very much fun. Are we going to get brooms?"

Ted looked at Mikhail and then smiled. Mikhail was panting and looked a bit stressed.

" First a cup of Butterbeer! We got to have a clear mind if we're going to get that old Chinese Fireball over here."

He waved his wand a few times and within moments he had a Butterbeer in his hand. Mikhail was still panting although a little bit more lightly now. With his wand pointing at Mikhail, Ted had another Butterbeer floating in front of him. Mikhail took the beer and drank it in one sip, he put the cup on the table and walked away. After a few seconds he had returned with the two brooms. Mikhail's broom was normal but you could see he cared well for it.

" Here is my Cleansweep 7, and here you go with your..."

Mikhail looked at the name of the broom and his eyes opened wide.

"A Twigger broom? How did you ever manage one of these?"

Ted had finished his beer and was getting out of his seat.

"I think I won it in a bet in Portugal. I tend to win bets when people don't know that I can do magic. Shall we head out?"

They both laughed and started heading out. Mikhail put on his coat and Ted put on his goggles.

Outside the weather was as horrible as ever, but that wasn't anything that was going to stop two friends from going out on an adventure. Ted would hardly call hunting an old dragon "an adventure" but at least it was fun with a friend.

Knee deep in mud they lifted off ground and headed for the woods, the place where Billius, the Chinese Fireball, went usually in one of his "escapes"