"Can't complain. A new mystery here and there, but that's what my department is about."
"Yes, about that. What is the department you report to?"
Grivner, the head of the department of unspeakables raised an eyebrow. "We don't report to another department. Why are you asking?"
Amelia sighed, "I'm trying to find out about one Mr. Black. I was hoping you would have some answers."
Grivner coughed a bit, and passed back his teacup to Amelia. "I see. Well, as far as I know, he doesn't work for the unspeakables."
Amelia took the saucer and felt a piece of paper under it, and realized that Grivner didn't think her office was secure enough. "Another cuppa?"
"Of course. Mr. Black is one of the more interesting mysteries. There happens to be a lot of conflicting information about him, and we haven't been able to determine the truth as of yet."
She passed him back the cup of tea. "What have you confirmed so far?"
"No known group or affiliations, has lots of money, and knows more spells than most wizards. Other than that, not much more than rumours."
Amelia groaned, "You're running into the same brick wall then?"
"We could combine information from both our offices on this. This is the first real mystery person the department has had to investigate in centuries, and all of my people are in awe of him."
"I can agree with that." she replied as she sipped her cuppa.
Amelia followed the instruction on the note and arrived at an unusual location.
"Glad you came Amelia." Grivner said as he led her in. "We need to go a little ways."
He led her down a hall, and into a room that only had two seats in it. "Please sit down."
When they sat, two clear cylinders came down over them. For a moment, Amelia thought something was wrong when she noticed that Grivner was expecting this. "What is this?"
"Well, this room is the single most warded room in all of Briton that we know of. As for these cylinders, we got them from the muggle agency that are our opposites, they are known as the cones of silence. It prevents sound from traveling outside of the two of them. We added a few spells to improve their efficiency.
"Now, the first thing, why did you think there is an agency that is above the Department of Mysteries?"
Amelia stated, "It was part of the information that the Lovegoods gave me."
Grivner frowned, "Lovegood again. That's another mystery I would like to solve."
"What do you mean?"
"Lovegood knows what's going on in the department, without even stepping inside. He may be right, however, there does seem to be an organization that gets things done without anyone knowing. Coincidences, accidents, and pure chance. From how Mr. Black is doing...he just may be the head of this agency."
Amelia nodded, having come to the same conclussion herself. "What do you know about him?"
"We have confirmed that he is a Transylvanian Baron, independently wealthy and has a vast amount of knowledge in books so rare that they are unknown, outside of rumour. His blood is posinous, and can cast completely undetectable spells. We we take this trip he's on as average, he kills at least four people per day. At this point, we have been able to confirm that he is at least 13,000 years old."
Amelia gasped, "How old?"
"Thirteen thousand years. This was confirmed in Egypt, which is where a team of your aurors were sent by the Minister. He 'discovered' hundreds of tombs in a day, all unknown, all hidden away very carefully. The oldest of the tombs there was over seven thousand years old. The language that was on it was unknown. He has destroyed civilizations. He knew Merlin when he was a child. He was a resident of Atlantis. All of these taken together, combined with other information from Mr. Black himself."