What's behind the Curtain?
Before I proceed with my account of what happened when the ministry heard of the boggart attack, let me tell you why it had to happen. You see, the Macro Economics Theory assumes every economic network is dynamic in nature, that is, it changes with time. The problem with dynamic systems is that they are affected by a lot of variables, and thus any change in the variable, may suddenly cause a large instability in the system, sometimes with catastrophic results. Thus such variables which may ultimately cause huge effects are called Lynchpin. This is the basis of Chaos Theory, and the subsequent Butterfly Effect.
Mr. Grimmson, an ordinary Auror, brainwashed and indoctrinated by Grindelwald, was nothing special. He was insignificant, until Grindelwald's battle came to the footsteps of England, and the British Ministry wanted the threat, i.e. Credence Barebone neutralized. No one wanted to do it, and here, Mr. Grimmson, the insignificant sleeper agent in the ministry, agreed to do the dirty work, 'for the Greater Good, fuer das grossere Wohl'.
But my presence and the heist on the Families, and the Ministry, brought the attention of even Grindelwald, who had his agent, monitor the situation and inform Grindelwald of the whereabouts of the loot, to fund his coffers from my heist. It reminds me of Chinese Proverb, Mantis preys on Cicada, unaware of the Oriole behind. Unfortunately for Grindelwald, and luckily for me, I found that Auror who stopped me during the search. This made that random Auror the LYNCHPIN of our story.
My previous plan was to intercept Newt Scamander at the Port-Au-Prince on Friday, convince him to my cause of safeguarding the Creatures and Plants and away from the eyes of all wizards and muggles alike, making a sanctuary only for the animals. Then, I planned to steadily insert myself into the story of Credence Barebone, aka Aurelius Dumbledore, at least according to Grindelwald. I don't know beyond the second movie but I know what those in-between events lead to: No Credence when Harry Potter shows up, Grindelwald defeated during a massive showdown, between him and Dumbledore. The Elder Wand changes allegiance to Dumbledore, he gains a phoenix Fawkes, Gellert is defeated during the duel which is known worldwide as THE SHOWDOWN OF THE MILLENIUM. He is imprisoned in the castle Numengrad, the very castle where he offers Credence his wand, and the so called truth. And Dumbledore gains a reputation of Second Coming of Merlin.
While all this happens, the Muggle world face their Second World War, the largest massacre humanity has ever seen, which changed landscapes and destroyed countries, changing the history forever. I am not against massacres, but I despise senseless massacres. If you want an obstacle removed, eliminate it with extreme prejudice, but no need to take pleasure in putting someone through misery, pain and torture. That is why, I don't mind wars, but I am relieving all the Prisoners of War, just so that, I can make them my minions. After all magic does provide help to all those who ask for it! I am on my way to be an Overlord, but I am a merciful Master, am I not? And, I am efficient, so I always find a way to gain more minions. After all, why fight a war, when your soldier can do it for you, just enjoy the show with some popcorn!
Ahh, back to the topic! Yes, so in my attempt to prevent derailing the Canon, the Canon, itself, hit me like a train from my blindside! Why? Because Grimmson grew suspicious of my identity, and he was going to bribe a Gringotts goblin to obtain some information about me, while he would have me detained for questioning. He hadn't informed his Superiors about his suspicions, but he told Grindelwald about a new wizard in town, who sleeps around with women, both single or otherwise, and spends money on clothes in Savile Row, where even some Pureblooded Families go shopping. He even interrogated my Tailor From Hell, after I went for the Trial Fitting on Wednesday and then obliviated him. Thank goodness, my tailor is alright, otherwise Grimmson would be suffering Eternal Torture, and I Would Take Pleasure From It.
Oh! I am getting carried away! If Grindelwald grew any more suspicious, he would set his hounds on me, and my trail can be smelled from a mile away. I do not want my actions henceforth, to be put under the microscope. I wish to have a sense of freedom, and at the same time, enter World Politics. Here, as if a sense of enlightenment, I remembered the Spiderman Movie, where Mysterio appears as if helping the superheroes, by offering a façade of helping amiable, mysterious superhero. I don't care about Peter Parker and his coming of age love story, just fuck the girl, and get it over with! I loved the Mysterio character, and his idea of creating a monster, and a nemesis so big, that the heroes turn to everyone available for help, and at such a moment of their desperation, the actual villain offers to volunteer help. Mysterio's only mistake: Not having a cleaning crew, keeping track of every prop used in the illusion. After all, a master illusionist knows, ALWAYS KEEP YOUR THUMB ON THE GIMMICK. Which means, always keep track of the very set up which helps sell the illusion to the public, and ALWAYS keep it hidden from view. I have learnt my lesson, if there is wall in front of you, why look for a Ladder, when instead, you could look for a bulldozer?
Now why was Spiderman Movie my inspiration to the sticky situation, I found myself in? Like Mysterio, I was an unknown, unsupported character who wanted to play in the big leagues. The difference between me and him, however, is that I am TALLER, BETTER, FASTER, STRONGER. Also I am handsome, powerful, have a reality defying gold finger, and I have access to MAGIC. So, I decided to follow in his footsteps. I had already robbed the rich, and became a menace. Now, I needed to up my game! I started robbing the black market, to sow dissension. I robbed smugglers, and other illegal traders who did their business on English Soil. I had already decided to rob the rich in France, while looking for FLAMEL. I just put my schedule with Newt Scamander for later. A contingent of my elves found more 46 house elves for me to bond. I filled them with magic, and set aside some squad, who would train these elves to work for my cause. I got no other extractable from them, apart from Imperfect Swahili, Afrikaans, Creole proficiency Cards, but they were basic, not of high quality. Still I absorbed it. I had planned a schedule for the delicate chain of events, I created. Everything had to be done on time, with swift means.
You may ask, why the boggart attack, and the show of power? It was a single arrow aimed at multiple targets. First, I show them my strength, or an ounce of it, to deter others from plotting against me. Second, by invoking Honour Duels, I give them an image, that I follow Noblesse Oblige, the fancier term for "With great power, comes great responsibitlity". This means, they see me as a Light Side of the Faction, and thus give me a higher 'approval rating'. This alone guarantees me access to places and information, which previously would have been difficult to procure. Third, from the legilimency of some lords and Unspeakables, I gained the information of some legends of elves who could perform nature magic. Some of their accounts were contradictory, but they all agreed on the large lifespan, powerful magics, and high control of elements. Some of these accounts state, these elves supporting the Faes during the Great War, which was a legend even in the ancient times. Nobody knows, who lost or who won, or what it was even for, but all stories unilaterally agreed, the powerful species had an armistice seeing the destruction they left in their wake, and had a non-aggression treaty signed between representatives of all species. Stories tell that Elves were one of the first ones to seek peace, and the first ones to bow out of the world, never to be seen again.
I don't know, if they are the same Lesser Wood Elf, or there is a higher species in the hierarchy, but until something like that comes into play, I will keep this form as the disguise for the world. Now, coming to this world, as a Lord even amongst the elves, with powerful magics to boot, staking a claim to Nature Magic, which I told the Ministry was Sacred Magic, and providing a sanctuary to the Beasts and Plants regardless of the so called Laws, makes me an authority in the Domain of Magical Plants and Creatures, thus giving me a high moral ground to protect all species. I use some archaic words, and some different terms for some words, to show unfamiliarity with the British Magical Laws.
Apart from this, the report I gave the Ministry about the so called 'Criminals' I am pursuing, bear a striking resemblance to the MO (Modus Operandi) of my Heist on the Purebloods, and the Department of Ministry, as well as the attacks on the 'Upstanding Local and Foreign Citizens', who were actually the black market dealers and their associates. I had disrupted the entire illegal trade market in the UK, and had a few elves start the same operations on the European Mainland, and Africa. I apparated back and forth, extracting cards and using Legilimency on the captured and incapacitated. Then I passed on the information to the elves via an enchantment which transmits memories you put in a vial, to a glass spectacle, which the head elf of every operation owns, in UHD resolution 'where colours are so lifelike, you could almost taste them.' Then the mission continues, separate the living from the non-living, bring the living to the 'Sanctuary', and arrange the non-living in a safe house, where I apparate periodically, to store the wealth, in my card form. I had the elves raid the potion houses, and apothecary all over Europe, so I had no shortage of Potion ingredients. I made a large batch of Draught of Living Death, and taught to do the same to a few elves. All Books, I gathered, were free knowledge to the elves, which I had taught to them, so they could learn the basics of all subjects and decide on two subjects to master. I then let the elves manage themselves, while helping me with the heist, the surveillance, and other 'procurement missions.'
Back to present, the elves, while I was working on my alibi (Read: Sleeping around!), were performing heists all over Scotland, Ireland, Wales, France, and nearby countries. Apart from a single apparate to the location, sometimes several locations, because the heists were conducted at the same time, gain cards, information, and store the collected loot. Then, I would appear in the public, sometimes at Leaky Cauldron, or other Shops nearby, so that people had knowledge of my whereabouts. It is ironic, the very people I am robbing, are being the witness to my innocence of the crime. Well, such is Life!
Now, all this happened within the span of five days, from Saturday night to Thursday Morning, while Grimmson planned to meet the Gringotts Goblin on Thursday afternoon, I began the boggart attack, to distract, them the elf attack to secure him, and to make it seem like he was just a victim of the raid, caught in the crossfire. A collateral damage, rather than the actual target! While, I was convincing the Ministry, I was also a victim, rather than the perpetrator of the robbing, the Auror flying hastily on the broom, convinced me, my plans are successful. "Minister, Minister, we have been attacked. Hundreds of boggarts are attacking the Alleyway, All aurors went missing, we are under attack, Minister." I watched as the entire crowd, looked confused, while the few smart ones immediately understood the grave crisis that loomed over them. I interjected, "What is this Boggart? What does it do?" Other People looked awkwardly at me for a moment, seeing as nobody was answering, Ms Bones answered me, describing the nature of the Boggarts. "Oh, you mean the cute fearspawns. They are so harmless, you could swish them of, play with them, our children play with the Fearspawns." I lay it on thick, knowing they would think I am crazy. "Boggarts become your worst nightmares, nothing can stop them, they are one of the darkest creatures, if you don't use the ridikulus spell, there is no way to banish them, and hundreds of boggarts is a calamity." An Auror admonished me smugly. I then, took the entire crowd with me just to the edge of the containment ward, and slipped past it as I was already keyed in, into the Ward Setup.
I cast a simple Lightning Elemental Spell, which only affected the Boggarts, to gain their Attention. Everyone looked visibly scared, and confused, as all Boggarts screeched, and turned their attention to me. The people I brought with me, looked in horror, as they had no way to defend themselves without their wand. I ignored their screams, their beggings and approached the swarm of Boggarts as they strode towards me in droves. All the Boggarts inside the containment ward move towards me, as like the Gamers would say, 'I had drawn their aggro, and now I have to tank their attacks.' As they approached me, I felt a slight shock on my Mental Shields, and I opened a small hole in my mental shields, drawing them all in, I put up surface thoughts, of being afraid and terrified of 'snails'. I laughed inwardly, as all kinds of nightmare forms of other people, turned into swarms of small slithering slimy snails, who approached me. I opened a suitcase, which I enchanted to accommodate living creatures, and wandlessly drew all the cute slimy snails into the suitcase. I then reduced it to pocket size, stuffing it in my pockets, as I turned to the wide-eyed shocked crowd and said, "Shall we continue with the negotiations? I have plans for my evening, and I would rather like it, to get over with bland talks, so we could all cheer up later.
I love it when a good plan comes together. Shit! I don't have a cigar to complete the smug look!
