Disclaimer: I am not George Lucas or J.K. Rowling

Enter Sirius, navigating through the acromantula caverns.

Sirius sees down a balcony a factory of an immense Inferi droid army.

Sirius continues on his way, and sees a group of separatists talking.

Enter Count Yaxley, a brutal-faced Death Eater with long blond hair, which he prefers tied back.

Yaxley. We must persuade the Magical Congress and the Goblin Liaison Office to sign our treaty.

Wormtail. What about the Senator from Spinner's End? Is she dead yet? I'm not signing your treaty until I have her head on my desk.

Yaxley. I am a man of my word, Wormtail.

Edgecombe. With these new Inferi droids we've built for you, you'll have the strongest army in the galaxy.

Yaxley. As I explained to you earlier, I am quite convinced that ten thousand more regions will rally to our cause with your support, gentlemen.

Cuthbert Mockridge of the Goblin Liaison Office tilts his head.

Mockridge. What you are proposing could be construed as treason.

Edgecombe. The Floo Network army is at your disposal, Count.

Griphook. Gringotts will sign your treaty.

Malfoy. Good. Very good. Our friends from the Department of International Magical Cooperation have pledged their support. When their Inferi are combined with yours, we will have the finest army in the galaxy. The Aurors will be overwhelmed. The Ministry will agree to any demands we make.

Exit all.