"Draco, what happened to the jar? Who could take it from such an unholy event? It's terrible. It's abysmal. That jar could have made us kings and it was stolen by a rogue broomstick." Hermanonie cried to Draco.
"It was not just a broomstick…it was a person." He added, also crying.
"We should tell your father, maybe he can help us recover the jar with his good connections and high status and financial power." Hermanonie said.
"My father will hear about this." Draco responded.
They sent a pentagram to Lucius. A pentagram was a satanic version of a telegram. It was faster, held more information and was sent as a letter. A letter on red paper and blac ink, sealed with blood red wax. It would sprout wings and fly to the recipient.
After sending, the Green Group's fireplace whooshed with green flames and smoke. Suddenly a figure emerged. It was Lucius.
"Hello son, I anticipated your letter as I know almost everything. Also condracolations Hermanonie's your Green Group application was approved." Lucius said.
Lucius held out his magic stick and tapped Hermanonie's shoulder. Her uniform burned into Green Group's. She was Green now.
"I am elated." Draco said in a serious tone.
"I feel power." Hermanonie said.
"This jar is important. It would make you kings. I would express interest in it myself but I already have money, fame and power. I will use my channels to track this jar down. Await my pentagrams." Lucius said before disappearing into a green flame and green smoke.