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Chapter 10

"It's obvious that you aren't taking any of this seriously."

"Are you ready to go yet!" Dolores Umbridge demanded with thinning patience.

"I've been ready for hours." Ludo replied coolly.

Cornelius Fudge and Percy Weasley ignored his remark and continued to bustle about the room.

"Yes, yes, Dolores, we're ready to go." Fudge replied, searching frantically for his bowler hat.

"Well then why haven't we left yet? The park has been open for fifteen minutes now. We're wasting valuable time!" She looked at Fudge impatiently. "We got here three hours before the park opened and you still aren't ready?"

"All in due time, Dolores."

As Fudge began to rummage through his suitcase, Umbridge pulled out her pocket watch and examined it with a squeaky huff.

"I think the best place to Apparate will be in the restrooms on Main Street. Now that the park is open, we can't risk Apparating out into the open." Percy spoke up, opening his map before a hurrying Fudge and an unconcerned Umbridge.

Ludo took up a spot on the couch and waited for the other three to sort out their problems.

"This situation is not being handled efficiently, Minister." Umbridge breathed in and straightened up.

"How about you go, and we'll join you when we're ready?" Ludo suggested.

"I'm ready right now!" Percy called.

"Well then let's go. Cornelius, are you coming?"

"Yes, yes, let's go."

The four of them gathered outside the restrooms on Main Street and got their bearings. Percy was quick to whip out the map and was pointing out various locations of interest to the others.

"Well what exactly are we here for, Minister?" Umbridge asked sharply.

"We are here to track Dumbledore. Find out what he is doing, why he is here, if he has brought accomplices, and how these questions, and the answers to them, apply to his plot to rule the Ministry. And we must find out why he has involved all of Hogwarts." Fudge explained officially.

"Cool." Ludo said uninterestedly.

"That's fine by me, Minister, but where do we start?" Umbridge looked expectedly at Fudge with reserved discontent.

"I have a map, sir!" Percy finally drew their attention towards him.

"Let me see that." Umbridge snatched the map.

"Where would you suggest, Dolores?" Fudge asked, trying to keep his patience.

Umbridge surveyed the map with wide but disinterested eyes, pausing when she spotted the castle. Looking up from the paper, the actual castle met her eyes, and she knew precisely where she wanted to go first.

"There." She said simply, nodding towards the castle.

Fudge, Percy, and Ludo looked around and, holding no objections, agreed.

"This castle seems like an excellent place for one to hide something." Fudge stated as the group of them made their way through the entrance.

"I agree, sir." Percy replied eagerly. "I can see how such a location would appeal to Dumbledore."

However, after a few steps, the four of them had made it through the castle and found themselves in Fantasyland.

"That was it?" Ludo asked, looking back at the disappointing castle.

Fudge seemed taken aback as well, and turned towards Umbridge in expectation.

"Well, it is obvious there was nothing there. I suggest we move beyond into this section of the park." Umbridge responded with an air of importance.

Fudge sighed. "Well, I suppose there's little else to do at this point."

"How about 'Snow White's Scary Adventures'?" Percy proposed.

"What?" Fudge and Umbridge turned on Percy.

"Well it's right here." Percy indicated. "If our goal is to search near the castle, then starting here could be beneficial."

"Fine." Fudge sighed, clearly unconvinced.

The four of them stepped into the rather short line and awaited their turn without incident. What little conversation they held was sharp and snappish, and Ludo disconnected himself from the others in boredom.

When they finally entered the ride, Ludo and Fudge shared the front row seat while Umbridge and Percy were forced into each other's company in the second row.

The ride was partially interesting at first, mainly due to the cheerfully singing dwarfs, which did not nauseate most of them. However, the anticlimactic ending was not satisfying to any of them, and the sudden emergence from horror and death to living 'happily ever after' was terribly unrealistic. In other words, it was a very big letdown.

"That was so worth it." Ludo said sarcastically.

Fudge, Umbridge, and Percy rounded on him.

"I don't see you putting any effort into this!" Umbridge shouted.

"Yes, you've contributed absolutely nothing." Fudge agreed.

"It's obvious that you aren't taking any of this seriously." Percy added.

"Well none of your suggestions have been very useful."

"Well, maybe if Weasley had done more research on the park, we wouldn't be in this situation." Fudge yelled.

"With all due respect, Minister, Umbridge was the one who suggested we come to Fantasyland." Percy defended himself with dignity.

"Oh, so it's all my fault now?" Umbridge demanded.

"Well, he's got a point." Fudge stated.

"Thank you, sir!"

"Well you haven't come up with any suggestions, Minister." Umbridge huffed.

"Give me that map, Weasley. Let's settle this now."

Percy handed the map to Fudge, who scanned it over quickly.

"This is where we're going." Fudge pointed at the map.

"'Big Thunder Mountain Railroad'?" Percy read.

"Fine." Umbridge said shortly.

"Percy, where do we go to get there?" Fudge inquired.

Percy took the map from him and looked over it with pride.

"This way, sir!"

They then walked to Frontierland and entered the rustic line. They passed the twenty-minute wait in awkward silence until they reached the front.

"How many are in your party?" A kind Disney worker asked Umbridge.

"Four."

"Alright, rows one and two."

The filed their way to the gates leading to the train, Fudge sitting with Umbridge in the first row. Percy stepped into his row and then noticed something was missing.

"Wait… where's Ludo?"

"What?" Fudge and Umbridge turned around to face Percy.

Sure enough, Ludo was nowhere in sight.

"Then where is he?" Fudge demanded.

Meanwhile, Ludo was walking around Tomorrowland, having seized the opportunity to slip away while the others were arguing. Wandering around by the 'Space Port,' wondering what he should do next, suddenly he spotted the answer to his question. Appearing at the exit of 'Space Mountain' was Sibyll Trelawney, looking like she had just received a large electric shock. Her hair, which was frizzier than usual, stood on end, and she swayed as she made her way down the ramp.

Not recognizing her at all, Ludo approached her.

"Where did you just come from?" He asked excitedly.

Trelawney blinked dazedly at Ludo from behind her large glasses and gestured vaguely towards 'Space Mountain.'

"Excellent!" Ludo said, hurrying to the entrance.

Trelawney, on the other hand, stumbled uneasily back out into Tomorrowland where she was met by a very concerned McGonagall, who had managed to escape from Dumbledore's clutches and was sporting her Minnie Mouse Ears hat.

"Good heavens, Sibyll! What happened to you?" She rushed up to her.

Trelawney looked around her in confusion and barely registered that McGonagall was speaking to her.

"Sibyll, can you hear me?" McGonagall cried.

"Hmmm?" Trelawney looked up with wide eyes.

"What happened to you?"

"I-I went there…" She said, waving her hand towards 'Space Mountain.'

"Space Mountain? What on earth were you thinking?"

"I-I – the astronomy!"

"You what? You thought you'd be able to gaze at the stars on that?"

Trelawney nodded numbly.

"I've been sensing disaster lately, and I can't see the stars at all in this miserable place."

"And you thought you could see them in there?"

"Naturally."

Still clearly frazzled, Trelawney allowed McGonagall to lead her over to the Tomorrowland Terrace in an attempt to calm her down.

Ludo, meanwhile, found the hour and a half wait to be completely worth it. He had never had an experience quite that thrilling before – the only thing coming even remotely close being his days on England's Quidditch team. After high-fiving the kid he sat next to, he walked back out eagerly into the park, ready for more excitement.

"So where do you suggest we go next?" Umbridge demanded irritably.

It was clear that they were all feeling a little bit nauseous.

Fudge shook his head. "I don't care, Dolores. I just really don't care."

He was more concerned with keeping down his breakfast at the moment.

"But sir, what are we going to do about Ludo?" Percy piped up.

"At this point, I don't really care." Fudge answered.

"Unfortunately, he'll find his way back eventually." Umbridge stated.

Percy pulled out his map, again, and Umbridge suggested they visit the teacups.

"Whatever, as long as it doesn't make us sick." Fudge finished.

The three of them walked back into Fantasyland and saw, much to Umbridge's dismay, that the teacup ride had been closed down for repair.

"This is unbelievable!" She cried.