Harry sat in the Saint Mungo's Waiting Room holding Ginny as she slept in his arms. It had been four days sense the attack on the Burrow and Arthur Weasley had only just now awoken from his coma. Charley and Percy had recovered by the fallowing morning of the attack but were being kept for observation.

Setting across from him were Ron and Hermione. The Twins were visiting Charley and Percy along with Bill at the moment. Molly Weasley was still in Arthur's room as she rarely left his side. Victor stood unmoving in the corner leaning on his cane deep in thought.

Hugging Ginny, all Harry could feel was sadness and guilt. He was sad his friends had been hurt so much and there was nothing he could do. The young boy blamed himself for this nightmare sense Simon Parkinson wouldn't have hired the Order Of Taraka to kill Ginny if they weren't engaged. He would break the contract if it meant the little redhead would be safe, but Willow explained that it wouldn't do any good. Once an assassin was given a target they didn't stop till they had killed said target or they died.

Gibbs came in and looked around the room. He saw Harry holding the sleeping girl and smiled kindly. He looked at everyone and said. "Just got word Willow will be here soon. Says she has some information on the Pirate corpse that was after Ginny."

"Bout bloody time." Ron said angrily. Willow had gone to Sunnydale after receiving word of the attack to research the assassin. Everyone hoped she would find something quick because the Ministry was losing its mind.

Two days ago, the International Confederation Of Wizards had forced the British Ministry to except the findings of the A.R.W.K. The Prophet had run a front page story featuring an old picture of Sirius Black in his seventh year of Hogwarts beside a more recent picture of him in Azkaban. The fallowing article had been extremely damaging to Minister Fudge sense the paper speculated the possible dark motives he had for railroading Sirius's case.

Sense the article came out, Fudge had been trying to spin the story in a more favorable light. He tried explaining how the Black Family's reputation had worked against Sirius, and how very credible sources had assured him that the innocent man was guilty. The Minister had tried placing blame on Albus Dumbledore, Bartemius Crouch Sr. (he had been Head Of Magical Law Enforcement during the time of the arrest and had signed off on never giving Black a trial), and several others. A few people had resigned in shame after publicly acknowledging the failure to uphold their official duties regarding the case of Sirius Black.

Fudge was doing no such thing and was holding on to his office with a grip so powerful it worried people. The disgraced Minister was looking for anything to make him look good again. Yesterday, James Perkins, Arthur's coworker in the Misuse Of Muggle Artifacts Office, had been arrested for adding Dark Creatures in an attempt on Ginevra Weasley's life. Fudge hoped to use Ginny's connection to Harry in order to give himself some much needed good publicity. No one in their right mind believed for one second that Perkins was guilty, but the corrupt Minister had proven he would punish an innocent man for his own career.

Everyone looked up as Molly came in and addressed the American Auror. "Hello Auror Gibbs, did I hear you correctly about Willow. Arthur was asking what's been going on sense the attack, but I don't want him worrying over Perkins. I was going to wait for some good news before telling him."

"Yes ma'am." Gibbs assured the woman. "She sent word last night she would be back in England around noon. She wanted us to try and get her in to see James Perkins. Said she had a theory that she wanted to examine further."

Silence feel on the room as everyone seemed to get lost in thought. Pore Ginny continued to sleep on Harry's shoulder, she hadn't slept much sense the attack due to nightmares. Hearing her dad was awake and doing better had allowed her to finally get an actual restful slumber.

Victor looked at his grandson and the girl sadly. He never thought that idiot Simon Parkinson would try and kill Ginny to break the contract. The old Wizard had turned a blind eye to the Wizarding World after his sons had died. He had figured after the war Purebloods would be made to reform somewhat, but apparently they hadn't. How could the society that allowed someone like Voldemort to rise in power still exist after the monster was finally stopped. Didn't Wizards realize that doing the same thing over that failed the first time would simply fail again. First Grindelwald and then Voldemort, what did it take to wake the Magical Community up.

Turning to Molly he inquired about her husband. "How is Arthur doing dear?"

Molly came out of a daze and looked towards the old Wizard. "He's doing better but still groggy. When that monster was vanquished it took whatever death curse it was using with it. Arthur's main issues came from the fact the cursed injury was threw his abdomen and not an arm or leg like Charles and Percy. Also, the fact he was made to fight while injured didn't help."

The group became silent again after Molly finished talking. Hermione decided to ask a question. "Ah, Hogwarts Express is due to take us back to school tomorrow. Will everyone be going, or will some be staying behind?"

"I'm staying with my Dad and brothers." Ron said stubbornly. "No way am I leaving at a time like this."

"Oh yes you will!" Molly said forcibly. "Your education is the most important thing right now and you will be on that train. Hogwarts is also the safest place for you."

Ron gave his mom a sulking look but didn't protest. It had been decided that until the final assassin was taken care of the American Aurors would stay close, so Gibbs left to stand guard in the hallway.

….. Ministry Of Magic …..

Leon Vance walked down the crowded Atrium of the Ministry leading Willow Potter and Jenny Calendar. They were here to try and question James Perkins.

Walking past the fountain in the room, Willow paused for a second to admire it. 'If only it were a true representation of its name.' She thought reading a name off a small silver plaque. Fountain Of Magical Brethren was truly a false image of the Wizarding World views regarding Magical Creatures.

The group stepped up to the security desk to speak with the guard. "Morning." Vance said in way of greeting. "We have an appointment with Minister Fudge."

The guard gave the group a small look over and paused on Willow, he seemed to recognize her if his widening eyes were an indication. It made the girl a little self-conscious sense she wasn't normally stared at. Vance cleared his throat loudly to get the man's attention.

"We are in somewhat of a hurry." The American Director said sternly.

"Sorry, please present your wands." The guard said apologetically.

Vance placed his wand on the desk, but Willow made no move to retrieve hers and Jenny didn't have one. When Vance gave Willow an expecting look she said. "I forgot it. I think it's still in my school trunk."

The Americans gave the redhead bemused smirks, but the guard looked at her baffled. He didn't understand how anyone could misplace their wand and seem so unconcerned by it. He was about to ask when there came twinkling sound from his desk.

"Excuse me one second please." He said turning to a small dragon statue setting in the corner. He placed the tip of his wand on top and said. "Atrium security desk."

"Good morning good sir." Came the obnoxious voice of Delores Umbridge. "I have received word that Director Leon Vance is here with a couple of quests. Is this true?"

"Yes ma'am. I was just about to check their wands." The guard explained.

"Very well. Send them straight to the Minister's Office." Umbridge said cutting the connection.

After checking Vance's wand, and finding out Jenny didn't have one, the guard told them to head over to the lift. He explained that the Minister's Office was located on level one. Vance thanked him and lead the group away.

Arriving on the first floor the group was met by a middle aged looking Wizard with short grey hair. He shook Vance hand and introduced himself. "John Dawlish, Senior Field Auror, please fallow me."

The three Americans fallowed the Auror through an office area and into a large private office. They found Cornelius Fudge and Delores Umbridge waiting along with another man nether Willow or Jenny recognized. Vance walked forward and shook the new guys hand. "It's been a while Rufus."

"Good to see you Leon. I wish it were on happier circumstances." The old Auror said with a serious face. "And it's Head Auror Scrimgeour now." Both men then turned to face the Minister who didn't look happy to see Vance at all.

"Director Vance." Fudge said while puffing out his chest. "What brings you here today."

Leon ignored the hostility and said in a pleasant tone. "You arrested a Wizard you believe to have aided Dark Creatures in an attack on Ginevra Weasley. We would like to speak with him."

Delores sat up importantly and stated. "I don't see what business this is of yours Director Vance. Though the young Witch is betrothed to one under American Diplomatic Protect she is still a citizen of England. Until she actually marries Mr. Potter an attempt on her personal life is not your concern. Not unless Mr. Potter is present anyway."

"I understand that Madam Undersecretary." Vance said still trying to be polite. "However, with two attacks perpetrated by Demonic Entities in the last few months, as well the deaths of two British Aurors, I thought consulting experts might not be such a bad idea."

Cornelius turned from Vance to look at Willow and Ms. Calendar. He noticed the Potter girl dressed in ocean blue robes and Jenny dressed in garments more fashionable to Muggles. He sneered in disdain at the short dark haired woman's choice of wardrobe and asked. "Just who is this Witch with you?"

"This is Jenny Calendar." Vance stated simply. "She works with the California Coven at times and has agreed to help us uncover any possible threats to the Weasley Family and Wizarding World at large."

Umbridge looked the woman over in an uncaring way. "Did you attend Ilvermorny or perhaps one of the smaller state schools?"

Jenny knew the toad faced woman was only fishing for information. However, the Computer Teacher / Techno Pagan was hoping to refrain from explaining that she wasn't Celestial. They could deny her from seeing Perkins on the ground that she was just a Muggle.

"I'm self-educated." Jenny said with a straight face. "I mainly specialize in demonic possession, ritual based magics, and Dark Magic manipulation. Though I do have knowledge of Barriers and Wards."

"Minister?" Rufus interrupted.

At Fudge's nod he continued. "I agree with Director Vance that all help in this matter is appreciated. I would gladly escort them to see Perkins myself."

Fudge looked angry but didn't comment. He knew Rufus Scrimgeour was not a Wizard to challenge, especially now with his own hold on the Ministry shaky. He knew one more wrong step and he was out the door.

That didn't mean he couldn't fight back a little. "Are you telling me your Aurors are incapable of solving the case without help Scrimgeour?"

The old lion faced Auror gave the blowhard a cold glare. "That's not what I'm saying at all Minister. I just have no quarrel with excepting help from those more experienced than myself. Especially if it means I don't have to attend anymore funerals paid for by the Ministry."

Cornelius had the brains to back down at the statement, but Delores wasn't through just yet. "May I ask why Willow Potter is present? Do you intend for her to set in on the interrogation? After all she is only a child and could be harmed if Perkins becomes violent."

Willow never let her anger show as she explained. "There are a few ways Perkins might be controlled by demonic powers. One method of control would actually be for a Demon to be present with him at all times. If this is the case than an entity could be hiding undetected in the Ministry right now. I have more experience than any of you in dealing with various demonic variants. That's why I'm here."

Delores gave the girl a mean glare but said nothing. Cornelius on the other hand looked scared. "You mean a Demon could be present right now?"

"It's possible sir but not likely." Jenny said in hopes of calming the man down. "Willow is only here as a precaution, nothing more."

Rufus thought about it and said. "Ms. Potter can wait in the side room and observe the interrogation through a one way wall. Cornelius, will you be joining us?"

"Y-yes I think so. I wish to observe if there are no objections." The Minister said in a hurry. In truth he believed the safest place to be right now was whatever room Willow was in. Delores also decided to fallow sense she tried to stay up Fudge's butt as much as possible.

The group made it to the second floor where the Department Of Magical Law Enforcement was located. Rufus explained to the Auror on duty that they wanted James Perkins moved to Interrogation Room Three. He then escorted them to the side viewing room and activated the one way wall.

Willow and Jenny smirked at one another, both wondering which Muggleborn Witch or Wizard thought of this 'original' invention. Everyone looked to the entrance when the door opened, Vance pulling his wand and shielded Willow, to see Amelia Bones walk in. She took note of the American Director's wand but said nothing.

"I was told that we would be conducting another interrogation of James Perkins." The short gray haired woman asked looking to Scrimgeour. "Has new evidence come to light?" The Americans all noticed the small look of hope in the woman's eyes. Apparently not everyone in the Ministry was convinced of Perkins guilt.

Scrimgeour face was stone as he explained. "The Americans have a theory about possible demonic manipulation they want to confirm. Nothing more than that."

Everyone became silent for a few seconds until Amelia spoke again. "Excuse me Director Vance but has anyone discovered just what the creature was that attacked the Weasleys?"

Though Ms. Bones addressed Leon it was Willow who answered. "Captain Jack Curming was the Captain of the White Gull, a Pirate Ship that sailed the waters of Spain, France, and England in the seventeen hundreds. He was known as Happy Jack by his crew and enemies because he would always laugh happily as he robbed, pillaged, and plundered. His own crew mutinied and drowned him by shackling his hands to an iron ball and throwing him overboard. Apparently, he would kill his own crew members instead of paying them, and they took offense to that."

"Charming bloke." Scrimgeour said using sarcasm. "What the hell was he doing attacking the Burrow? Sounds like he was a Muggle so how did he get to be a walking skeleton?"

Jenny cut in. "He was a Muggle with no connection to magic at all during his life except for one incident. He had a lover that was a half breed Demon. He left her to die at the hands of Villagers off the coast of France before he was even a Pirate Captain. She escaped and cursed Jack to never know rest or piece."

"It was the curse that actually made him go nuts. The curse inadvertently gave him a mad craving for gold and jewels. His hunger for more riches lead to the mutiny and the curse somehow continued even after his death. He became bound to his own sword to continue his never ending quest for gold."

Willow gave a bitter laugh. "He would make the perfect assassin for Taraka actually. He works for gold he can't spend or touch. This probably means he had a horde somewhere the order just kept adding on to. Now that he's gone they can just get the gold back.

"You're saying that the creature was a form of Muggle Ghost?" Delores asked bewildered. At Jenny and Willow's nod she continued. "Then how could the Vampiress Drusilla physically hurt him. We believed the creature to be some kind of complex Inferi, something akin to the dogs that aided the first Demon fought in Hogsmeade."

"Ah, Willow you want to take this one?" Jenny said looking to the redhead. "You know more about Drusilla's unnaturalness than I do."

Willow explained. "Everything but the sword on Happy Jack was just Ectoplasm. The handgun and dagger were just sold formations of ectoplasmic energy that were strong enough to do real damage. The Pirate himself appeared to be sold but was in fact just as intangible as Nearly-Headless Nick, the Gryffindor House Ghost at Hogwarts."

"Drusilla is an incredibly unique Vampiress. She had the gift of Sight when she was alive and retained it even after dying. Insanity somewhat connects her to even greater vampiric powers than most. She has trouble communicating at times because the thinking process in her head is being affected by random sight combined with insanity."

"There are spells that can make something intangible solid enough to actually fight on the physical plane. I've actually used them once or twice myself. Drusilla subconsciously made Happy Jack solid so she could hit him. He was probably very shocked by this at the time."

"We understand that William Bloody and Drusilla showed up to help because Drusilla had a vision." Amelia said. "I want to know why she didn't make it clearer to destroy the sword? William Weasley destroyed it by accident trying to disarm the creature."

"Like I said Madam Bones, Drusilla just has a hard time communicating." Willow said somewhat defensively. "She isn't stupid, in fact she's one of the most intelligent people I know, but people mistakenly think she is. Drusilla just had an odd way of seeing the world and an even odder time explaining it. When she told Spike about the sword being a fake horse and they needed to destroy the fake horse, Drusilla thought she was being clear. The 'fake horse' reference was relating to the story of Troy. The Trojans gave Troy a large wooden horse with solders hidden inside to get around the city walls. A gift that hides death inside itself."

Everyone silently thought over what Willow explained as they waited on Perkins. Finally, the door in the other room opened and an elderly man was lead in by an Auror. "Have a seat and someone will be with you in a second."

The old Wizard sat down and looked around nervously. The group in the other room watched silently for a second until Jenny addressed Willow. "I'm getting a low reading of a Manipulating Dark Magic but I can't say if it's demonic."

"Same." Willow said. "Good news is I don't detect a demonic presence."

"So, we're clear to go in?" Vance clarified. Upon the confirming nods of the two Witches the Director turned to Scrimgeour. "You coming Rufus?"

"I believe I will Vance." The old Auror said simply. Turning to his countrymen he asked. "Anyone else care to join us."

Bones looked in at Perkins and said. "There's no need to crowd the room Rufus. I'll wait here with the Minister, Madam Undersecretary, and Ms. Potter."

The group of three made their way into the Interrogation Room. Perkins looked up scared as they entered. Scrimgeour gave the introductions as they sat down across from the prisoner. "Perkins, this is the American Director Of Foreign Affairs Leon Vance and his associate Jenny Calendar. They want to ask you some questions about the sword you purchased for Arthur Weasley."

"Oh a-ah… ok." The elderly man stammered out.

Jenny smiled kindly. "Mr. Perkins, can you explain to me how you acquired the sword please."

The man seemed confused as he struggled to remember. "I purchased it at a Muggle Pawnshop Madam. I remember it was rather cheaply priced."

Vance spoke next. "Can you tell use the name of the Pawnshop? Perhaps were the store was located."

"Well that's the thing sir, the bloody name seems to have slipped my mind." Perkins explained with a nervous laugh on the verge of tears. "I swear I bought it as a Christmas Present for Arthur Weasley. The man has been very good to me over the years and I know he is a little mad about collecting Muggle Artifacts, especially rare antiques."

"A likely story." Umbridge said hotly standing beside Willow. "The man is obviously lying."

Willow observed Vance start asking question designed to trip the suspect up, or to gauge whether the Imperious Curse or something similar had been used. The Wicca could see that Leon's heart wasn't in it as he didn't believe the man was guilty of anything. No one really did, not even Cornelius Fudge. He just hoped the man was guilty.

"What's the possible motive." Willow asked no one in particular. "Was there a large amount of money deposited in Perkins' bank account or does Arthur simply make more than him, and he's hoping to get the Head Position if his boss dies."

Amelia answered Willow. "The Misuse Of Muggle Artifacts Office doesn't pay very well. Even as a Office Head Arthur makes barely more than some of the lesser paid staff in other Departments. As for whether he was paid to do this is anyone's guess. We do know there have been no payments to his Gringotts Vault."

"That proves nothing!" Cornelius said forcibly. "He simply hid the money somewhere else, that's all!" Umbridge bobbed her head in agreement looking an awful lot like a bobble head frog ornament.

Amelia rolled her eyes but said nothing in response. There were times she wondered how Fudge slept at night. Sirius Black was just one major screw up in a long line of screw ups. The Fudge Administration had far more negatives over positives in its run than any other Administration before it. She zeroed in on Willow however when the girl began to play with her left butterfly earring. She noticed Jenny Calendar doing the same thing seating next to Vance.

Willow had been listening to Vance question Perkins and realized he was doing it wrong. It wasn't the fact Leon didn't know what he was doing, it was just the fact this was a different situation than what he was used to. That was why she wanted Jenny to ask some other questions.

"Excuse me Vance but can I ask some questions?" Jenny asked politely.

"Of course, Ms. Calendar." Vance said curiously.

"Perkins, what are your duties in the Misuse Of Muggle Artifacts Office?"

The older Wizard looked confused but answered. "Well I, Ah, I help Arthur with filing papers and sometimes I make small court appearances for him if he's needed in the field. Sometimes one of us needs to be there in case something needs to be clarified about the Muggle Artifacts."

"Do you ever go with Arthur into the field? Have you ever gone on an assignment by yourself?" Jenny inquired.

"Once when I first started working with Arthur." Perkins said thinking back. "I had worked in the Goblin Liaison Office a short time. I used to get shuffled around here quite a lot you see. When I started with Arthur they were pretty much running out of places to put me."

He laughed a little at his joke and continued. "Arthur had just been assigned to head up the new department and needed someone to help him get the ball rolling as it were. Old Mockridge, he's the Head of The Goblin Liaison Department, called me into his office and let me go because of cutbacks. That's what he said anyway, then he told me about Arthur and how I might get a job with him."

Amelia shook her head sadly. James Perkins was a kind-hearted man that everyone at the Ministry knew but didn't want to work with. A hard worker that made several mistakes was the best way to describe him. She had actually overheard Cuthbert Mockridge say that Arthur would never get the Muggle Department off the ground with Perkins screwing it up. The man, like several others at the time, was against a department designed purely for the benefit of Muggles.

"Anyway, Arthur asked me to go and purchase an old record player from a yard sale these Muggles were having. Apparently they had a Muggleborn relative that died without any magical relations and Arthur got wind of an enchanted record player." Perkins said smiling sadly. "I didn't really know what a record player was and bought the wrong thing. You could imagine the paperwork and headache that caused. Thought Arthur was going to fire me for sure, but he kept me all these years."

Jenny was deep in thought and knew Willow was thinking along the same lines. This was very bad. "James, what's a Pawnshop?"

Vance looked at the woman funny along with Scrimgeour. They hadn't known what a Pawnshop was until this case but surely Perkins knew. How else could he have gone and bought the sword?

Perkins looked like he was trying to remember something. "Well it's a place to buy used Muggle Artifacts."

"That's correct Mr. Perkins but what is it." Jenny asked insistently. "What does one look like inside typically."

The old Wizard looked scared as he tried to remember the store to describe. He began shaking his head back and forth as no image came up.

"Can you describe the person who sold you the sword? Can you tell me how much you paid for it? Anything?"

Vance was looking back and forth between Jenny and James. The woman was looking concerned as the older man appeared to break down. People had been asking him where he bought the sword and all he could tell them was some Pawnshop in London. No one had really thought to ask questions that required finer detail.

No one had thought to ask for any real detail on the Muggle side of the story sense they saw no point. They didn't believe Muggle employees at a store could really help the investigation except to confirm that Perkins had bought the sword, a lie anyone could have placed in their minds. The moment the man couldn't give the name of said store, the Fudge controlled investigators said he was guilty and was simply lying about the shop to protect himself from prosecution.

Willow and Jenny could feel the magic placed on the man's mind crumble. Perkins began to cry as he remembered. "The first time I saw the sword w-w-was at my flat. I don't know we're it came from!"

Umbridge had a look of pure glee on her face as she said. "There, he admits he was lying!"

Fudge was looking between the sobbing man, Jenny, and Willow trying to understand what was going on. Was he right about Perkins aiding the Dark Creature?

"Excuse us for a moment James." Jenny said sympathetically. She stood up and motioned for Vance and Scrimgeour to fallow her. All three returned to the Viewing Room.

Everyone in the room looked from Jenny and Willow waiting for one to speak. Fudge grew impatient and asked. "Well, what do you make of all this."

Jenny looked to the young redhead. "Could it have been Suggestion?"

"What is Suggestion?" Bones asked curiously.

"Oh, sorry." Jenny began. "Suggestion is a Dark Magic imposed command upon an individual to make them carry out an order. The victim thanks it was entirely their idea, so one could confuse it with the Imperious Curse. The only true difference is that Suggestion is an Earth Magic."

"It's not Suggestion." Willow said darkly. "One requirement for that spell is intent that already exists. If James Perkins was looking for a Christmas present for Arthur Weasley and some creature came up to him and used Suggestion, then they would have told him what store to go into and what to buy. The intent to buy a present was already there, all the creature 'suggested' was what to buy. He would actually have a real memory of going into a Pawnshop and buying the sword because he would have actually done it."

"So, what are you thinking Willow?" Jenny asked concerned.

"Manipulation." Was all the redhead stated. Jenny began cursing in her native Slavic tongue.

"What's wrong!" Vance asked unsure.

Jenny calmed down and explained. "We are contemplating three dark spells. Suggestion, Persuasion, and Manipulation."

"Persuasion is almost exactly like Suggestion, the only real difference is you don't need original intent. Meaning a Demon could walk up to James Perkins and tell him to go buy a specific sword to give Arthur for Christmas. He still would have had to physically go and buy the sword."

"However," Willow said. "James stated the first time he actually saw the sword was at his home. The moment he saw the sword his mind made the conclusion that he went to a Pawnshop in London and bought it for Arthur Weasley's Christmas present. That's why every time you asked him where he bought the sword all he could tell you was a Pawnshop in London. It was mental programming."

Once again Jenny and Willow slipped into silence as they thought on the implications. Using Manipulation was no easy task.

"Hold on!" Rufus said suddenly coming to a realization. "Arthur opened the present on the 28th of December, not Christmas Morning! It was Christmas Morning when the raid on the Burrow took place, correct?"

"Yes, we decided to raid the moment the warrant was passed by the International Confederation Of Wizards." Vance clarified. "Why?"

"During the first Demon attack in Hogsmeade Ms. Weasley was saved by Sirius Black, according to the reports that the A.R.W.K handed over." Scrimgeour stated. "Now you say Ms. Weasley again was saved by Sirius Black inadvertently, had there been no raid Arthur would have opened the sword on Christmas morning, his daughter would have been standing right there next to him."

"Your correct!" Bones exclaimed. "When I asked Molly why the sword was opened days after Christmas, she said after all the excitement the Americans caused her husband forgot about it."

"Are you saying somehow Black could be involved?" Cornelius asked excitedly. This could be even better than Perkins.

"No." Rufus clarified. "I'm saying someone manipulated the events to get rid of their competition."

"The third assassin set up the first two to fail?" Vance asked. "That actually makes a lot of sense."

"That would be impossible!" Umbridge said furiously. "There would be no way to know if Sirius Black would be in Hogsmeade at the time of the first attack, nor if the American raid on Christmas Day would stop Arthur Weasley from opening the present containing the Sword!"

"Not unless they saw it happen." Amelia explained. "If they could see the future and the chain of events unfold, then they could easily manipulate them."

Leon glanced back at Jenny and Willow to see what they thought. He noticed both had intense looks on their faces. "Ladies what's wrong."

Jenny sighed frustrated. "The Dark Magic Spell Manipulation can only be used by someone who possesses Dumbledore levels of strength regarding Earth Magic. If we are dealing with a Seer that powerful, we're in trouble."