Unwilling Students

Yugioh/HP Crossover

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Yu-gi-oh or any other references I may make.

AN: Original Chap 13. Ok so while there are not a ton of changes the things I did add and make changes to in this chapter are important to where I am heading with this story.

Thank you again everyone for all your support!

/mindspeech one on one/

[Group Mindspeech]

Things you need to know:

Remember email was sent Sunday evening

Necklace: The Necklace allows the wearer to see through time, past and future, the latter of which can only be altered with the use of another Millennium item. It can also show others visions of the past.

My Hierarchy for shadow court:Pharaoh-High Priest-Council of Priests-High Chieftain-Medjai Chieftains

Pharaoh:Atem Ishtar

High Priest:Seto Kaiba

Council of Priests:Isis, Shadi, Ryou, Akefia, Marik, Yugi (maybe eventually Mahad)

High Medjai Chieftain:Kaphiri of the Nkosi Tribe

Medjai Chieftains:Rishid taking over Ishtar tribe, Dakarai of Nebka, Zahra of Nofretari, Dakhla tribe, Farafrah tribe, Siwra tribe, Bahariya tribe, Kharga tribe, Basir tribe, Khata tribe, and Amerys tribe

Chapter 23
Original Chapter 13

Isis Goes to Egypt (Monday, January 26th)
"Isis, I am pretty sure the last email that Mokuba got from his brother implied that the Pharaoh would prefer you to stay here where you are safe from our enemies," Professor Hawkins told the young woman in front of him wondering what she was thinking.

"I realize that, but he did not forbid me and I will have the Medjai pick me up from the airport. I am not getting much but I get a sense of foreboding from the necklace and it seems to stem from Egypt. I need to make sure everything is alright."

"My lady at least let me come with you then to make sure you are safe. I know the Pharaoh wants you kept safe at all costs." Kaphiri asked the stubborn priestess.

"No, I want you to stay here with Kisara and the others. If somehow we are discovered here they will need protection." Isis argued back not wanting to endanger anyone on her crazy mission.

"And what if you run into this Bill character again?" Professor Hawkins argued hoping to change the girl's mind.

"I will be careful I assure you. He doesn't even know why I left Egypt. I can pretend it was strictly for work since that's what Kaphiri and Mr. Emmori set up when he whisked Rishid and me away from Cairo. I can pretend to still be under that spell he used on me." Isis argued back.

"Very well then." Arthur acquiesced.

"But be careful." Kaphiri said giving into Isis.

Isis finished her packing and said her goodbyes with much protest from the others. She then took a KC jet to Cairo, Egypt.

When Isis arrived in Cairo the Medjai of the Nebka and Nofretari tribes greeted her. "Dakarai it is good to see you again." Isis greeted surprised to see two Medjai chieftains.

"Priestess Isis it is good to see you again as well." Dakarai greeted warmly.

"I suppose you are wondering why we are here instead of some of our warriors." Zahra chieftain of the Nofretari inquired as Isis and the Medjai left the airport quickly.

"Yes, while it is wonderful to see you both. I am a bit curious." Isis responded to her companions.

"The Medjai are gathering. We are ready for battle. We needed to speak with you about when we will be attacking the British enclave." Dakarai stated bluntly to the Priestess while they were heading towards her home in Cairo.

Isis frowned at that news. It was unlike the Medjai to go against the Pharaoh's wishes (though she herself was not doing that either at the moment).

"The Pharaoh does not wish for innocent blood to be spilled even for freedom. I know he has not given the order to fight Dakarai." Isis responded.

"While that is true, the only command he has given is to not storm the castle and harm the innocents there. He has not ordered against retaliation against the enclave." Dakarai explained to the displeased priestess.

"The Chieftains have met and we all agree that we can no longer stand by and allow our king and his priests to stay prisoners of a foreign country. They have committed the highest act of war and must pay." Zahra exclaimed heatedly.

Isis understood what the two Chieftains were saying but to take action against England, this unknown Dark Lord, and the vigilante group that took the Pharaoh was too risky. They needed more intel.

"I wish to speak with all the Chieftains before any action is taken." Isis finally said invoking her right to have them hear her out before the final decision was made. She would need to contact Kaphiri, though it was a good possibility he would side with the other chieftains.

They agreed to set a meeting. The Chieftains dropped her off at her home in Cairo with a few guardians to make sure she was safe. Once Isis arrived home she decided to get some rest and just breathe for a moment. She was feeling a bit apprehensive with all that was happening with the Medjai, her necklace warning her of danger, and the possibility of running into Bill Weasley.

She was so angry with this man but she couldn't respond with magic or he would discover that she was a shadow mage also. She didn't know how to react if she saw the man responsible for the kidnapping of the people she cared about the most. She was also thinking about Mana. The last email had not said anything. Had she been caught or was she still out there somewhere in England looking for the boys. She shook herself out of her thoughts and fell into a restless sleep.

The next day she was escorted to the museum she worked at. Isis left her guards and headed to check in with her boss. What she didn't expect was to see Bill staring at the tablet of memories in the exhibit room that held what few artifacts they did show from her Pharaoh's time. He would stare then pace a little then stare again. She couldn't fathom what had him so fascinated. Though, his interest in that particular spot of the exhibit worried her a bit.

Bill sensed someone watching him and turned from his musing. "Isis! Your back," Bill said enthusiastically, "it's good to see you again. I have missed you. Where have you been these last few weeks?" Bill inquired, curious as to whether Dumbledore's spells were intact or if she knew what was going on. He had originally thought she had broken the spells somehow and gone into hiding.

"I have been out of the country showing one of our exhibits in another museum. I apologize I thought I had informed you of that before I left."

"And what an amazing exhibit it must have been Isis." Mr. Emmori said jovially while interrupting the brief reunion of Isis and Bill. Isis looked behind her to see the man she was heading to meet up with.

"Of course Mr. Emmori. The exhibit was a brilliant success." Isis responded relived that she was no longer alone with Bill.

The three chatted briefly. Mr. Emmori reminded Bill to stop by his office briefly to discuss the new dig site his company was going to be a part of. Bill agreed to meet him in his office while Isis excused herself promising to meet up with Bill later. She went into another one of the exhibit halls and began putting some Egyptian artifacts back in their proper places within the museum.

Bill on the other hand went back to examining the tablet of lost memories. He had been coming in this room almost daily. He could sense something strange from the stone. It was like it was lined with a spell of protection or concealment but he couldn't figure out what he sensed. He dwelled for a few more minutes beforeheading to Mr. Emmori's office. After his brief visit he headed for his new dig site.

He was just arriving at the new dig site Gringotts had hired him out to de-curse but everything seemed eerily quiet and chills ran down his spine so he cautiously began to approach the small encampment. He hid behind the tall obelisks that littered the site they were currently at and pulled out his wand. Suddenly he saw Death Eaters wandering the encampment and many bodies littering the ground. He was shocked since Albus was in possession of the dark mages that Voldemort was looking for. "What could they be looking for now." Bill thought as he quickly ducked out of sight trying to creep up on them to overhear their conversation. He listened intently to the conversation.

"This is taking too long." Macnair commented impatiently to Avery and Rookwood who were close enough to hear him.

"The Dark Lord was not specific on how ancient the stupid necklace needs to be." Alecto complained as they walked around the quiet dig-site. It was empty since everyone was dead.

"It would stand to reason we need to find one as old as the magic itself. Round up the others. This site isn't old enough. We need to look elsewhere." Rookwood said while sighing, feeling like he was the only intelligent one of the Dark Lord's followers that had come to Egypt.

"Why don't we just go to the museum and see if there is one there. All that stuff is dug up and would make our search easier." Macnair suggested hopefully since he was tired of being out in the hot sun.

The other five all agreed and headed back to Cairo to hopefully steal from the museum. Bill waited for the death eaters to leave then checked for any survivors. He called in some help from Gringotts to make sure no one knew what happened. He couldn't afford for the Egyptian magical enclave or the tribes of old to discover that there were British wizards excavating tombs for Gringotts with the poor relations Egyptians and goblins had. Gringotts used a dummy corporation to hide their identities as it was. Once the dig site had been taken care of he quickly apparated to the entrance of the museum in Cairo. He hoped the Death Eaters hadn't found what they were looking for.

In the museum Isis was checking the exhibit dedicated to the Pharaoh. Her necklace was showing her images of the hidden artifacts which was extremely worrying.

Suddenly some strange men came in and began asking about ancient Egyptian jewelry. Their clothes were odd to Isis because none of the clothing matched, nor was it practical to be wearing in the desert heat. Isis ignored their clothing andtold them some history but the strange men soon grew bored of the history lesson. They noticed her necklace and asked about it and she told them it was merely replica.

"How old would the real version be?" Rookwood asked staring intently at the necklace thinking it looked pretty real to him.

"Approximately 3,000 years give or take a few hundred years." Isis responded wondering at their curiosity of only Egyptian jewelry. They didn't seem to be hinting towards any knowledge of the Millennium Items but their interest was making her wary.

"I think she is lying. It looks pretty real to me." Avery said while staring hungrily at the woman before him, not noticing the darkly dressed guardians.

Dakarai along with two of his tribesmen slid out of the shadows sensing trouble from these strange foreigners. They pulled their Helwan 9mm's out and came out of the shadows just as Macnair foolishly went after Isis to grab her necklace. The shots rang out. Macnair was not going to get up again. The other death eaters, except Pettigrew who got scared, transformed into a rat, and hid, jumped into action throwing spells at the Medjai. One of the Medjai went down when a green light hit him square in the chest. While chaos ensued Rookwood took it upon himself to sneak up and rip the necklace off of Isis.

Bill arrived back to the museum and ran in looking for where the Death Eaters might be headed. He heard the shots ring out loudly. Bill pulled his wand out as he hurried towards the sound and saw the chaos ensuing. He saw Rookwood attack Isis and take the necklace she was wearing. Bill quickly joined into the fray stunning a death eater as they were trying to retreat. Rookwood apparated out of the museum as soon as he had gotten what they had come for, leaving the others to fend for themselves.

"Isis, are you alright?" Bill asked as he walked towards the distraught looking woman and her lone protector.

She looked up to face Bill and nodded while trying to school her emotions. Though, with two of her protectors dead and the Millennium Necklace being stolen that wasn't working too well.

Bill felt a pang of sympathy for the woman in front of him. He knew he should not let her out of his sight but he had two bodies of the strangely dressed muggles, three dead death eaters, and one live one to take care of. He needed to get a wizard crew in there before anymore muggles saw what happened. Dakarai told Bill he would contact his tribesmen to come take care of his people. Bill agreed to keep the bodies safe until then.

"Isis, why don't you and your friend find a place to rest and I will get this taken care of." Bill suggested at the woman who stood there in a dazed fashion. Isis just nodded her head as if she really hadn't heard Bill at all. Dakarai led the young priestess home to rest and to let the shock wear off. They both mourned the loss of their tribesmen.

Bill quickly called in a few Egyptian Aurors and explained the death eater attack as vaguely as possible. He really didn't want to get the Egyptian ministry involved. Once everything had been taken care of Bill went looking for Isis. He checked her office but didn't find her there. So he assumed she had gone home for a bit.

Since he had some alone time until she returned and he could question her he decided to go back to the exhibit that had caught his interest over the last few weeks and helped him identify the shadow mages. He felt the faint pulse of magic he had originally discovered and was determined to discover what the stone was hiding. He had already tried the basic spells to reveal concealments and protections. So he had gone and done some research and decided to use some older spells he had learned out here in Egypt to see if he could break through whatever enchantment was on the stone. He took out a piece of papyrus and began to chant his spell. Unfortunately he was so focused on his spell he didn't see the rat that was still there watching him intently.

Carmine missus sum repudio
Quod factum erat
Erit iam præteriit
Opus exactum tuum praesidium
Offer munus ingrediantur
Carmina missus, iam fuerunt.
Ea incensa est, regressus est alica

The stone began to softly glow and a white ball of light came out of the tablet and onto the parchment. Bill quickly burned the papyrus as he chanted the last few lines. Bill inspected the tablet once again and saw what he had been missing the whole time. The tablet was a door.

He gently slid the tablet over and headed downward in a dark and narrow passage way. The torches lit as he moved along the passageway. He finally came to a circular room that was completely covered in scrolls, ancient looking artifacts, golden treasures, a huge stone with strangely familiar indents, and a book in the center of the room with the eye of wadjet.

Bill strode over to the strange stone and looked over the empty shaped spaces. That's odd what are these items that fit into the stones sockets? Bill thought to himself. He gave up on figuring out why some of those shapes looked familiar and moved over to the book sitting on a stone pedestal. He opened the book and could feel the power radiating off of it. He randomly sifted through the pages noticing it was all in Hieroglyphics until he saw a picture of the stone slab he was just looking at. Alongside that picture were pictures of items that he knew he had seen before.

He recognized one item as the necklace that Isis had been wearing. He looked to the next page which was also in complicated hieroglyphics. He was attempting to translate some of what it said but it made no sense even with his knowledge of ancient Egyptian Hieroglyphics. He finally cast a spell to translate the symbols which did very little all he got was 99 sacrifices, 7 golden items, soul magic, and shadows. It made no sense the translation spell should have worked and the implications of the words his spell did pick up were not good.

Bill had no time to contemplate what he had learned because he suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind him. Someone was coming. Bill closed the book and quickly cast a disillusionment charm on himself and hoped it worked.

Isis had finally regained her composure and decided now was the time to check on the Egyptian items her family swore to protect. After the incident earlier she needed to make sure no one knew of the Millennium Items. Isis couldn't shake this feeling that the hidden room, with all the secrets of the pharaoh, was in danger of being discovered by someone.

Isis entered the room that held the tablet of lost memories once again. She looked around and made sure no one was around to see her. Dakarai was just outside of the room to keep any intruders out. Isis then pulled out Spiria and showed it to the stone carving. The stone slab moved to open a hidden doorway.

She silently walked down the set of stairs. Within this room held the secrets/story of Pharaoh Atem and shadow magic including the Millennium Spellbook. They had chosen this place to hide everything after the Pharaoh had returned. With the Tomb Keepers allowed to come out of hiding, the scriptures and everything else on that time period had to be hidden away safely so no one would discover it. She quickly did a survey of the room and made sure nothing had been disturbed. The book lay on the pedestal and looked untouched in the center of the room. Everything appeared to be fine so she left the room still with that uneasy feeling even without the necklace. She decided to contact the tribes and have everything moved and hidden somewhere else just to make sure nothing was discovered. With that decision made she exited the secret room and headed back to her home in Cairo.

What she never noticed was Bill following behind her and exiting the secret room alongside her or a tiny rat that had been carefully following Bill around. Bill waited until she left to reveal himself and leave the museum. He went to his loft in Cairo to mull over what he had learned.

He had recognized a few of those items. The necklace Isis wore all the time that was just stolen and the inverted pyramid that the Ishtar boy wore. He was almost positive Isis' brother also had one of those items on a necklace. So the question was; were these items recently created or heirlooms handed down generation to generation? Either way the creation of these items was pure evil. How anyone could sacrifice so many to gain whatever powers the items gave he did not know. Even if they were ancient how the mages could use whatever dark powers that were granted in good conscious. It was all too much.

While all this was running through his head Bill received a letter from his brother and his two friends. As he read the letter he became more disturbed. Ron, Hermione, and Harry were befriending the dark mages. Bill needed to warn them and Dumbledore. Those mages were definitely not good and he was starting to question whether Isis was dark or not. He quickly wrote a letter back to the teens warning them away from the mages. With his letter written and sent off, with a time delay to avoid Umbridge, he decided to get some rest and deal with Isis in the morning.

Peter couldn't believe his luck. He was glad he had decided to hide instead of leave when all hell had broken loose. Following Weasley around had proved to be useful. The Dark Lord would love to know the contents of the hidden room. He quickly began searching the room after the museum lady and Weasley had left.

Unfortunately everything was written in ancient hieroglyphics. But no matter the Dark Lord could search his memories or view them with a pensieve to see if any of this was useful. It had to be though. This was hidden behind the exhibit of the nameless Pharaoh, the one who locked away the shadow magick. This had to be some of the information they had been looking for. He saw the mysterious book with the eye in the center. It looked valuable and the Weasley boy had paled after seeing some of its contents. He sifted through the pages having no real clue what he was looking at but hoped some of it was useful. Though there was this strange arch way that seemed so familiar but he couldn't place it. Eventually exhaustion overtook him and he decided to stay in the museum in rat form to see if he could discover anything else before returning to England.

Wednesday January 28th
The next day Isis was in the museum early with various members of the different tribes. They were loading everything out of the secret room. As far as anyone was concerned the tribes were just retrieving artifacts that they had let the museum borrow now that they were not being used. Unfortunately Bill took the inopportune moment to also show up at the museum looking for Isis. When Isis noticed him she quickly went to greet him and tried to distract him from what was going on.

"Bill what are you doing here so early in the morning?" Isis asked conversationally.

"I was looking for you hoping we could talk. What is going on?" Bill responded trying to get a glimpse as to who the strangely dressed people in the museum were. They looked like her guardians from yesterday so they must be from the tribes of Upper Egypt Bill thought warily. He didn't know much about the tribes but he knew more than most people and he knew they were dangerous people.

"Nothing of great importance. Some of the tribes are taking some artifacts back that we no longer use. Why don't we go to the café across the street and we can speak with less distractions." Isis suggested hoping to distract the red head from what they were actually doing.

Bill agreed readily and the two headed out the door. They sat down and ordered some cold drinks. Isis waited for Bill to begin. Bill quickly cast an attraction charm underneath the table in hopes it might encourage Isis to be more forthcoming with him and maybe even a bit interested.

"You seem tense is everything alright Bill? Are the boys doing alright?" Isis finally asked when Bill seemed unsure of what to say.

"Yes they are doing just fine. I just am a bit confused right now. Your brother, son, and his friends are into some pretty dark magic and I am concerned that you are also involved in that dark magic." Bill responded getting straight to the point. He was pretty sure she was not still under the spell to make her think her brother and the others had gone to England willingly.

Isis was at a loss as how to respond. She spoke cautiously but decided for the truth for some strange reason. "I am capable of magic and practice the same ancient magicks the boys do. It is in my blood and has been for thousands of years."

"Isis how could you."

"Don't you dare judge me! I am not evil and you are the cause for the kidnapping of those closest to me. Those boys are my family and you stole them from me! You know nothing about us or our magick." Isis stated heatedly trying not to raise her voice in such a public place.

Bill made a placating gesture realizing his mistake. Any spells he cast on her could easily be negated if he kept ticking her off. "I apologize Isis, but you have to realize how this looks. I admit I do know very little of shadow magick and its origins but what I do know is that it was brought into this world through evil means and that it is dark, powerful, dangerous, and almost destroyed Egypt some 3,000 years ago so to see it awakened in a bunch of teens who have had no formal training whatsoever is quite disturbing. On top of that the Dark Lord is after them, so yes it's a bit hard to take it all in."

"They are fully trained in their magicks it matters not whether they know modern magic as well and I can assure you they are not helpless they could have defended themselves against your so called Dark Lord." Isis bit out defensively while glaring at Bill.

"Those men yesterday who attacked you, they were Death Eaters. What I don't understand is why would they want your necklace? What is so special about your jewelry?" Bill asked changing topics before Isis got even more upset and hoping to get some clarification on the necklace and its ties to that book and stone without arousing any suspicion.

"I am not sure why they wanted my necklace. It's a family heirloom with some magical protection charms on it. Otherwise it has no other important qualities. What are Death Eaters exactly?" Isis answered telling partial truths. For some odd reason she did not want to completely lie to Bill.

"They are dark wizards from England who serve the Dark Lord. They are after power and trying to take over the wizarding world over there." Bill answered seeing no reason to lie about that part. "Where is Rishid? I have not seen him since you came back to Egypt?"

"He did not return with me. He wanted to stay a bit longer and explore the country. You know Bill, the boys will have to return to Egypt by the time summer comes along or there could be some international issues." Isis said not mentioning that there probably already would be some international issues if the Medjai Chieftains had anything to say about it. She was not sure what to think. Bill seemed like a nice enough guy and for some inexplicable reason she wanted to trust him but he was responsible for the kidnapping of her family and the others.

"What? What do you mean by that? They really need to stay in England and complete their magical training and stay safe."

"Well that is not an option seeing as royal blood runs through their veins and they are taking up the throne at the end of the school year here in the Egyptian magical world. If they don't return the interim minister will become suspicious which could lead to all-out war between our two countries. Since kidnapping the rulers of another country is a blatant act of war."

Bill paled at that. They had kidnapped the rulers of Egypt. Albus needed to get those boys under his control soon or there would be problems.

"Well I suppose I should take my leave. Since we have little left to discuss. You will not be able to hold them much longer that I promise you." Isis said indignantly while standing to head back to the museum.

"Wait Isis. Come with me. Come see where the boys are staying then you can see for yourself they are better off where they are. You could stay at my place in England and keep an eye on them to make sure they are safe." Bill said grabbing her hand and looking at her pleadingly.

"I am sorry Bill I somehow doubt you would be trustworthy enough to safely travel with nor do I think my Medjai guards would allow me to go very far with you." Isis said fighting the crazy impulse to comply with Bill's request.

"Isis, please trust me. I only did what I did for their safety and that of the wizarding world. I mean them no harm or you. We have been friends for a while now do you honestly think I would harm you or your family."

"Not intentionally no but I think you hold those in charge over in England in too high of a regard. When you stop thinking of the world in black and white then maybe we can talk again. For now I must go." Isis said as she slipped her hand out of his and headed back to the museum to make sure the tribes had gotten everything.

Bill just stood there dumbly knowing he should not have let Isis go but he couldn't very well cause a scene in public and Voldemort didn't have his eye on anyone but the teens. He just decided to keep an eye on her. She shouldn't be leaving foranother exhibit for a while now and Rishid should return to Egypt fairly the museum director tried to send her anywhere he would just make sure it got cancelled. With a plan of action made he left the café and headed towards the museum. He decided at the first opportunity he got he would put a magical tracer on Isis.

Peter watched as strangely dressed people loaded the contents of the hidden room onto a truck. He quickly snuck into the truck just before it left. A few hours later they arrived somewhere in the middle of seemingly nowhere. But he remembered sneaking here before. This was the home of the Medjai tribes. Peter watched and cursed inwardly as different people took items and placed them into different vehicles and left in different directions. He frowned as all that information was being split and sent to different locations from what it looked like. The Dark Lord would not be pleased. Peter was sure his Lord would want the contents of that secret room especially that mysterious book. He sighed and hid somewhere where he could portkey out of there before he got caught.

After a long day at the museum Isis went home and made arrangements to fly back to America that Friday. Mr. Emmori 'extended' her time in America to cover her absence. She also had a meeting with the chieftains before she would be heading back to America.

Riddle Manor, England
Peter arrived to his lord's headquarters and immediately sought him out. He entered the audience chamber timidly hoping he wasn't punished for abandoning the others. He bowed low and waited to be acknowledged.

"Wormtail! Where have you been?" Voldemort asked as he glared angrily at his pathetic follower with wand arm twitching getting ready to punish his servant.

"Forgive me my Lord. I saw an opportunity to gain information and took it." Peter begged hoping his lord believed him.

"Well, what did you find? You had better not be wasting my time." Voldemort growled out impatiently with his red eyes flashing dangerously.

"No…no of course not my lord. I found…a…a secret room in the museum. I believe it holds all the information we have been seeking about shadow magick and its origins. There was this book that looked like it held the many secrets of the shadows."

"Well hand the book over and we shall see." Voldemort interrupted impatiently wondering if this fool had found what they had been searching for.

"I…I don't have it my lord. The Medjai tribes took all the ancient items and hid them amongst their villages in Upper Egypt." Peter said cringing in fright since he was sure to be punished now. "I thought I could provide my memory for Rookwood to see and maybe determine if it's what you seek my lord.

Voldemort glared at his servant and then dove through his memories using Legilimens. He wished he could read the Hieroglyphics but decided that Wormtail was right and the items in that secret room were worth pursuing. Voldemort smirked at his cowering servant.

"Wormtail you have done well this day. Put your memory into a pensieve and have Rookwood take a look at it." Voldemort ordered dismissing his servant.

"Thank you my lord." Peter said as he scurried out to carry out his orders and find Rookwood.

Egypt
On Thursday she headed to Amarna to meet with the ten Medjai chieftains currently in Egypt and presented her view.

"I realize the inhabitants of the British enclave have essentially declared war but I beg of you all to reconsider. Not only would it be difficult to get our forces to the magical enclave but we would endanger the Pharaoh and his priests. Right now they hold the upper hand. If we attack they could harm them in retaliation." Isis started hoping they would go along with what she planned on proposing.

"Then what do you propose we do, Isis? Just leave our king and the other priests to rot as prisoners of this enclave!" Zahra asked angrily.

"If need be we could always use gate magick to get our forces there." the Chieftain of the Basir tribe suggested.

"No of course not. I want them back just as badly as you if not more. They are my family. I hate every moment they are not in Egypt. And Gate magick! Are you serious? Not only is that magick extremely difficult, it is dangerous to the caster. Please hear me out. I have an idea." Isis pleaded with the others.

"Alright we will listen." Dakarai stated being the voice of reason.

"Thank you. All I am asking is that we wait a bit longer before we attempt to attack these crazy wizards. First we need more information so what I am asking is if instead of sending our main forces we send a few that are skilled in infiltration who can gather information about what is going on in magical England. Once we have more Intel then we can make a more informed decision about how we want to proceed. I don't want to needlessly risk the safety of the Pharaoh and the others. Priest Shadi is still out there looking for a way to free them from the magic that is keeping them prisoners."

The Medjai chieftains discussed what she had to say and then faced the priestess once again. "You are right. We do not have enough information to go on. We agree that some of our people should be sent in to gather intel." the chieftain from the Khata tribe said for all of them.

"Thank you. I will inform Kaphiri of this decision. I do not think he will have any objections. He will most likely wish to join whomever you assign to the task." Isis told the others as they concluded their meeting.

Friday morning Isis was found finishing up any last minute packing when there was an unexpected knock at her door. She opened the door and there stood Bill Weasley. She sighed loudly, frustrated with this man. He was someone she had trusted who had betrayed her and her family. But at the same time for some reason she harbored some feeling for him which just did not seem normal to her which only seemed prominent when she saw Bill.

"Bill what are you doing here?"

"I came to see if you wanted to get some breakfast before heading to the museum." Bill asked leaning on the door frame using all his charm.

"Actually Bill I don't have time. I am leaving the country for a bit and my flight leaves in a few hours."

"What? You can't possibly have any exhibits going on. Why are you leaving Egypt?"

"Not that it's any of your business but I do have an exhibit that I will be working at."

"I can't let you leave Egypt Isis. If you try I will be forced to take you to Dumbledore and have you stay at the castle with the boys."

"You dare threaten me! I will not become a prisoner of your master nor will I stay in Egypt just because you tell me too. I can assure you my brother and the others will not be there much longer either. We will get them out of England and you will regret messing with Egypt's protectors! Now leave!"

"You leave me no choice Isis…Incarcerous!" Bill yelled the binding spell out hoping make this quick and painless.

Isis ready for an attack quickly pulled up a wall of shadows which absorbed the spell instantly. She then cast a quick silencing spell which briefly incapacitated her would be attacker. This bought her enough time to cast shadowfury on him which promptly stunned Bill. She only had a few minutes before her spells wore off so she gathered her luggage and left her home. Isis made it to the airport with few issues, because some of her Medjai guardians that had arrived to pick her up after she escaped Bill stayed behind which was probably why she had not been followed. Bill was most likely in the custody of the Medjai. She finally relaxed when she was on her way back to America.

England
Augustus studied Wormtail's memories thoroughly before making his report to the Dark Lord. He felt the rat had actually done something useful for once. That book…it looked to hold a wealth of knowledge and those scrolls. He could learn everything he needed to know from the contents of that hidden room. He left his study by using his portkey to Riddle Manor to report to his lord.

He quickly made his way to the audience chamber and bowed to his lord.

"You have news, Rookwood?"

"I do my lord. I believe we will have all our questions answered and then some if we can obtain those scrolls and that book. That book in particular holds powerful secrets. I recognized the archway that Wormtail saw in the book. It's the Veil in the Department of Mysteries. I knew it did not originate in England but I never guessed that it had Egyptian origins. I never got to study it when I was an unspeakable. If we could unravel the secrets of that gateway we could potentially have access to unimaginable power." Augustus grinned wickedly thinking of the power they could gain.

"Take a team back to Egypt to attain the artifacts hidden away. Kill anyone who stands in your way." Voldemort ordered.

"As you wish my lord." Augustus said as he bowed out. He would need a larger team and an aggressive group if he was going to breach Upper Egypt and survive. Oh, the potential for hidden powers and secrets. The risk was worth the prize. He would happily follow his lord's orders.

AN: Spell used was a mish mash of spells I found on some website then translated it to Latin. It means:

A spell was cast that I repudiate

What was done was done
Be it now undone
the need of your protection has passed

Come into the gift I offer up
A spell was cast, now in the past.
It was burned, the spell returned