Chapter 34: The Files Are Found
Clearance: Isabella = Hermione, Ben = Draco
11th of December 1995, Hogwarts Castle, Hogsmeade grounds, Scotland
The silver bracelet was utterly uncomfortable and it burnt.
The little thing was a plague, causing extreme nightmares and made all the carries restless during the day.
The toad was pleased seeing them slowly breaking down, nearly falling into the deep.
Hope kept herself strong with the knowledge she could slice it off with her lightsaber. She wouldn't break, she would fight her fears like she'd done before. Her strength in the Force brought comfort, but many others weren't as lucky as her.
Cho had been cast out by her friends, her only comfort by those sharing the same fate. Her lost of sleep caused her marks to drop, and she also lost her perfection in looks as she now looked like a banshee with her long black hair full of dirt and burs.
The Nymph felt sorry for her since her condition was the worst of them all.
The Carrow and Weasley twins had only some bags under their eyes like Remus Lupin a day after the full moons were gone.
Ernest was merely sleepy in class, Lisa and Michael were just unfocused & Lily and Hannah felt like they had a stomach bug.
While bowed over a book with theory, Umbridge breathing in her neck, Hope was planning on contacting her parents and siblings back on Coruscant.
So after classes, she went to the Room of Requirement.
On her way, she found Cho crying on a bench, her condition even worse than yesterday.
"Cho? What happened?" Hope asked, stopping in front of the Chinese girl.
"I feel haunted and alone, no one else has the effects I have." the Ravenclaw girl replied while snickering.
"You have barely any mental defence against Leglimency magic, the others have. Some of us have learnt it back home and with some it comes naturally due their strength in the Force. Let me help you, and all will be okay." the blonde told.
"You're able to teach me?" Cho looked up hopeful.
"Of course I am." Hope told, opening her hands to gesture the Ravenclaw to take them.
The Chinese girl smiled happily through her tears of sadness and took both hands of the younger Slytherin.
15th of December 1995, Private Quarters of Princess Isabella, Palpatine Mansion, Coruscant
The brown haired Princess was flipping through the files she let the Tonks woman make back on Earth.
The files were documentations of people reported missing, specific objects stolen from Vaults in Gringotts. The Goblins there had gone crazy!
Then her twin brother walked in. "What's so interesting in files of missing objects?"
Isabella gave Ben a death glare. "That's because all the objects are bits and pieces of a portal that was broken down years ago to protect the Jedi here on Earth from all the Purges. And if Dumbledore gets his hands on all of them, we can expect an invasion of his army."
"Can't such a portal be closed?" the blonde asked, ignoring his sister's glare. He was used getting them by now.
"Only with a high sacrifice, that would close the energy portal and it would be unable to restart again even if broken down and then built up again." the brunette informed her brother.
"A high sacrifice? Do you mean... murder?" Ben gasped.
"Indeed, a life must be sacrificed to unleash the life force inhabiting a vessel. The soul of the sacrificed person would drain all the energy the portal needs to work and establish itself, the life force creating a virus in the pieces of the portal so they would be unable to be re-used in anything that's got to do with Galactic Energy." Isa explained. "But only a soul from a high stance of nobility would be able to affect the whole air just right and cancel the plans."
"A soul from a high stance of nobility? Sis, that can mean a thousand things!" the Prince discussed.
"No, it doesn't." the Princess stood up. "A noble soul doesn't mean that the person should be of noble blood since blood is merely put in a vessel. It means that this person has the heart and soul enough to sacrifice himself to cause a rip in the Force."
While the siblings argued, General Weasley passed by and heard the whole conversation as he stopped to listen.
He was horrified.
Molly had indeed brought home weird sorts of objects, sending them to Dumbledore with Ron's small owl.
But he had never thought it would be for such a plan.
Arthur ran to his ship in the Temple Docking Bay, passing fellow Masters along his way who asked him why he was in such a hurry.
He couldn't answer that, not now.
Dark things were going on in the Order of the Phoenix, illegal things.
And it was Dumbledore's crazy revengeful mind behind all of it, he had planned it all along and played everyone like a piano keyboard.
But no longer would he be a puppet.
The General might have cut his strings long ago, but it was now time to act and cut the strings of others.
"Father!" the familiar voice of his youngest son called for him.
Stopping in his tracks, Arthur turned to find Stephano running after him. "Son, what are you doing?"
"Coming after you, what does it look like I'm doing?" the youngest Weasley male asked.
"You can't come, it's gonna be dangerous." the father warned his son carefully.
"That never stopped any Jedi from a mission." Stephano crossed his arms before his chest, raising an eyebrow at his father.
"You're too young to be part of this war that's gonna come, I don't want you to be in danger."
"No father, you're not going alone. I don't care what you say about my age, I may be only 14 but I'm strong and I know how to fight!"
Arthur glared at his son. "I say no and that's final! I'm not dragging you into a war that's not yours!"
"This war is ours, Jedi against Dumbledore and his followers. Mom would have wanted me to fight and I promised to protect my sisters from harm as her only son." Stephano didn't take his father's 'no', nor would he ever.
"You are too much like your mother." murmured the General.
"Somebody has to keep you in line."
21st of December 1995, Dungeons, Hogwarts Castle, Hogsmeade grounds, Scotland
Hope had helped Cho for ten days now, and there finally seemed to be some process.
The 6th year Ravenclaw slept a bit better and her marks were now more of the average.
Still the bracelet kept causing nightmares of the worst scale, but less frequently during the nights.
Now the Slytherin blonde was in the dungeons, in the empty potions lab, standing in front of the mirror.
Her mother was on the other side.
"Tell me again, why you think this is a good plan?" the Queen asked, raising her eyebrow.
Hope shuffled on her feet. "Because then you won't have to risk any of your Knights for a mission inside the castle. I have my destiny for a reason, why not fulfil it right away?"
"Destinies can only be fulfilled in wars, but I see your point. Just be sure no one spots you on your way there."
"Yes mother!" and the Nymph was gone, now running up to the level of the Great Hall.
She passed a few 1st years Hufflepuff near the doors, but none seemed to notice her hurry past them.
The blonde girl pressed herself against a wall when Umbridge passed, walking straight through and not paying any attention to her environment.
Hope peeked around the corner, seeing Dumbledore leaving his office in the opposite direction.
She smirked. "Oh, you make this sooo easy."
The Earth Nymph waited a bit longer before going around that corner and walking over to the Griffin statue. She laid her hand on the statue, her eyes glowed like the spell Avada Kedavra itself when hurling through the air towards the unfortunate person, and she murmured the Ancient Nubian* words. "Padaplin, Griffin."
The stone Griffin wobbled a bit before it jumped aside.
"Bingo." Hope grinned and stepped inside the Headmaster's office.
Nothing was immediately off, but the Nymph still felt much adrenaline pumping through her veins as this was something for which she could be caught.
She walked over to the desk, opening all drawers trying to find something that could be plans for the war or any kind of next step.
No plans were found, but a file with the silver inscription 'Grades of Danger'.
The Nymph opened the file, finding a list with almost all Jedi she knew were also wizards.
Apparently, Dumbledore had ranked everyone on a certain level of danger from 1 to 10 going along with a certain colour plus the reason for being so dangerous. And then there were suspects and confirmed Jedi.
Jedi King Luciano Palpatine
status: CONFIRMEDdanger level: 10
colour code: black
reason: Leads the Jedi Army, enslaves his people to serve him. When storming Coruscant, look for his sex slaves and mistresses, a vile King must have many.
Jedi Queen Maryama Palpatine née Organa
status: CONFIRMED
danger level: 9
colour code: magenta
reason: Married to the King and mother of his spawn, she's a slave to her husbands power. Her own powers are advanced enough for the Art of Spell Crafting and Advanced Potions.
Jedi Prince Aragon Palpatine
status: CONFIRMED
danger level: 10
colour code: black
reason: Willingly follows in his father's footsteps to do the same vile things. He too must have mistresses and sex slaves to see to his needs and desires, probably seducing many witches into his bed to sire bastard heirs and make them his slaves. Care to watch Ms. Bell next time, secure she cannot carry any of his bastards full term.
Hope blinked with her eyes, then she started laughing hysterically at the old coot's script.
Almost no words were actually true, except for the part that mom was indeed a spell crafter and dad was the Army's leader.
She turned the pages, finding a list with suspects.
Arthur Weasley
status: SUSPECT
danger level: 2
colour code: yellow
reason: Has always been very close to Maryama Organa, almost intimately and sexually. He too is probably a slave by magic or a willing slave of the King.
The Nymph rolled her eyes at this one 'Clearly ridiculous.' She closed it and put it in her bag between her books so it wouldn't attract attention. 'But General Weasley's got to watch his back a bit, or he's going to hang.'
Slipping out of the office, the Nymph witch cast a powerful concealing enchantment on herself and her belongings so it would be like no one has ever been in the office at all to steal the file.
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* I choose the language Cebuano to be the mother language of the Earth Nymphs, and since they have their roots in the Nubian Varykino, I refer their language as Ancient Nubian.
Cebuano is spoken on a few islands of the Philippines, for those who want to know.