Hidden Tales From The Chamber of Secrets - 96 - In Recessu ab Wizengamot

by Polydicta

A notice before the 'mot.

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There is no money involved – all I do is to share what I do for my own amusement.

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Hidden Tales From The Chamber of Secrets - 96 - In Recessu ab Wizengamot

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It had been a gruelling morning session of the Wizengamot, a session that had changed the political landscape of Wizarding Britain beyond all recognition, and it had dragged on into lunch time.

The members were getting fractious, and even the chamber officials were becoming restive.

At long last, the last of the matters arising had been put to bed, and only the closing ritual required:

Albus Dumbledore's stomach rolled loudly as he solemnly intoned, "are there any further matters to bring before the chamber?"

Dirk Cresswell, the head of the Department of Goblin Liaison rose to a chorus of groans from the elder members. Restive muttering and quiet imprecations followed the young man's presence.

"There is one matter, a ministry notice that needs to be conveyed."

Dumbledore's face fell. "Then, please deliver your notice, Mr Cresswell."

"Thank you Chief Warlock. This notice pertains to today. Apparently, the Ministry cafeteria are serving Toad-in-the-Hole followed by Spotted Dick and custard today.

"That is all, thank you."

There was some quiet creering, and the vote tally immediately showed a unanimous "aye" vote, even though no vote had been called.

Even before there was silence, Albus had made the ritual closing statement, "in recessu ab Wizengamot "*, and was half way to the chamber doors in pursuit of his favourite lunch before anyone realised that he had even closed the session.

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* In recessu ab Wizengamot - The Wizengamot is in recess.