The Rani.
Fudge's Mistake. Part 1.
Although Ursula had cautioned Dumbledore, threatening innocent people who had no real idea what damage she could and would do if the magical world did not leave her alone, she'd hoped the stupid man would warn the Ministry of the dangers of interfering in her affairs.
Dumbledore, taking her threat as seriously as he had Voldemort, had chosen to reveal the dangers to Fudge, but then again it had been almost impossible to prevent the rumour he'd been injured in an altercation with the girl, just as it had Voldemort. Ursula Potter was a matter of concern with a dozen people, and many of them were in the Ministry of Magic.
Cornelius Fudge sat at his desk as Dumbledore walked in. There was no way he could refuse the powerful wizard entrance into his office even if he'd wanted to. To his side Dolores Umbridge stood, but she was quiet. Dumbledore got straight to the point which was a change, he got straight down to business which made a change.
" Cornelius, I hear that you intend to send an envoy to America to try and capture Ursula Potter," Dumbledore began.
Fudge interrupted him, blustering. " How did you find that out, Dumbledore?"
" Does that matter when we're dealing with someone like Ursula Potter?" Dumbledore was certainly not going to compromise his agents in the Ministry, he already had Amelia Bones convinced many of her aurors were in fact members of the Order, and besides that Fudge had to know some of the Ministry were Dumbledore's informants. The Ministry was a hodgepodge of spies and espionage, people spying on each other. Fudge had a relatatively small spy base, people like Lucius Malfoy and Dumbledore were reputed to have contacts in nearly every department. There was a saying, three members of the Ministry meet, one is likely to be a janitor, one is likely to be a spy for the aurors, and the third is likely to be Dumbledore's man. It was far from untrue.
" The point is," Dumbledore carried on. " Ursula Potter is dangerous, and we need her here, but she has put me and Voldemort in our places. She kicked us out of our complacency. According to rumour, Voldemort is still recovering from the last time he'd sent Death eaters to her home in San Francisco. I beg of you Cornelius, listen to common sense for once. Stay away from her."
Dumbledore was dismayed when Fudge laughed. " Poppycock! According to our facts," he empathised the word facts as though his spies were better than Dumbledore's, " the girl is nothing more than a squib. What we've heard about You - know - who are just rumours. Fiction. There's nothing to worry about." Fudge sat back in his chair, his portly body pushing outwards.
Dumbledore shook his head, " Cornelius, those agents you've got don't have all the facts. Ursula warned me personally if she was bothered in any way, the innocents would pay the price."
Seeing the pompous fool wasn't listening to his advice, Dumbledore gave up though his mind was far from idle. He still had no way of knowing what Ursula meant by innocents, but he knew Fudge and his fools were making a big mistake, one not even their corruption could stop from happening.
Cornelius Fudge sent along his best operative - Dolores Umbridge, who left with an auror escort of four. Umbridge waddled to the international portkey gate that would transport her and the entourage to San Francisco. The toad woman didn't say a word to any of the aurors, and vice versa. None of the aurors, except for Dawlish since he worked with Umbridge and was as much a toady as she was - no pun intended. Dawlish was as much despised in the DMLE as Umbridge was, the man was incompetant and he was always giving out excuses.
The portkey dropped the group in San Francisco, about two minutes away from Ursula Potter's home. Umbridge wasn't looking forward to the walk, she thought as a pureblood such a thing was beneath her, but it gave her the opportunity to go over her plans. It was her ambition to someday become Minister for Magic. Once in that position she would finally make the much needed changes, getting rid of the half breed filth in the world, and banish the mudbloods infesting the magical world. That was why Umbridge was looking forwards to this particular assignment, this was putting her foot in the doorway.
Umbridge had no real love for the Potters and what had been coming through into the Ministry about the girl she was about to see were rumours, plain and simple. The girl was nothing, but she was the ticket Umbridge had every intention of using for her to reach her ultimate goal.
Umbridge wasn't impressed with the home Ursula lived in. She sneered at the muggle things littering the place. Muggles. The whole lot of them ought to be wiped from the face of the world.
One of the aurors was fortunately muggle born, which was lucky because the door was closed and locked. He pressed a button and rang a bell. An auror, one of the purebloods sneered. " Why don't we just unlock with the aloharmora charm?" He asked like it was obvious.
The muggle born was about to retort when surprisingly Umbridge stepped in. " He's right auror King. We're supposed to be guests and we must be diplomatic. Keep pressing that..thing," she ordered, indicating the doorbell.
The aurors were surprised to hear that. Normally Umbridge would blunder into a problem faster than Fudge would.
A voice came from the other side of the door.
" All right, I'm coming." They heard the clicks of the lock as the door was opened. Umbridge had never liked Lily Potter, considering the woman a jumped up little mudblood, but seeing this girl made her think the whole thing - Ursula Potter being the one who defeated He who must not be named was a hoax perpetrated by the Potters and Dumbledore as a propaganda move, but then she saw this was a younger woman. Her hair was darker than Lily's, and her eyes whilst being emeralds were as cold as ice.
The woman looked them over, and her expression became slatelike.
" Who are you? What do you want?" She asked.
" I am Dolores Umbridge, Senior Undersecretary of the British Minister for Magic, Cornelius Fudge." Umbridge replied, empathising her title and the word British as though that automatically made her important. " As for what we want, we want to deal with He Who must not be named. We wish to escort you back to your home country."
Ursula folded her arms, but made sure her new bracelet was within a finger touch with her other hand. She blocked the door. There was no way she was going to let this delegation from the magical world into her home, not after that meeting with Dumbledore and her parents. " I can't perform magic. How will I fight someone who not only uses it but flourishes in it?"
Umbridge frowned, " Then you shall be used as a living sacrifice." Her eyes widened as she realised what she'd said.
Ursula's eyes glinted. " I see," she replied as though expecting such an answer. She turned her gaze to the uncomfortable wizards standing near the toad faced woman.
" And what about your entourage, if I refuse then what will you do?"
The pureblood auror stepped forward, " Then you will be stunned and taken back to Britain." Like Umbridge his eyes widened in shock at the words that came pouring out of his mouth, but he looked at the others, disbelieving of what he'd said.
Ursula smirked. " You can forget that idea. I'm not going. Oh, by the way," she added losing the brief glint of humour, " I wouldn't come back. Tell Fudge that the magical world will pay for this attempt to force me to do something I don't want."
The toad was about to retort when the girl touched something on her bracelet, and the magical entourage vanished from sight.
Ursula growled under her breath, delighted that her telepathic compulsion device had worked to uncover the true reason of the latest magical visit, and furious they would ignore her warnings, even though she was aware Fudge was a moron who listened to no one with enough cells to create a brain. Idiots. When would it enter their little minds that she was serious? Slamming the door closed, Ursula wandered back to her laboratory, her mind racing. Her plans to destroy Voldemort were well in hand, but the magical world were truly trying what was left of her patience. She had truly hoped not to do this since it would have removed one of her resources from the equation.
Revenge was a petty emotion, it was pure logic which was fuelling her plan to exterminate the magical world.
Logically the magical world was inferior, they were trouble and sooner or later they would destroy themselves, maybe even involve their non magical counterparts. Unfortunately the TARDIS had already determined that the genes which allowed magic were truly genes that manipulated zero point energy, and whilst the ideas and possibilities for such power were fascinating not to mention compelling, it was not magic and it was a natural human evolutionary process. Ursula had nothing against evolution, but she had her doubts that these early attempts of humans attaining such powers were crude, and humanity was not ready for it. This factor had surprised Ursula greatly, but she could tell it wasn't going to happen in a long time, but hopefully when it did happen the magical world would be gone and the world would belong to a more evolved form of humanity.
