Chapter 446 - We (1/2)
On a mist grassy hill stands a circle of stones with two stones standing upright and one on top of it, muggles knew it as Stonehenge. It was said to be the door to another realm. All of which were lies. For wizards it had another name, Magicae Lapis, meaning stone of magic. For the stones marked the precise spot where natural old magic gathered. Though muggle governments had since transformed the sacred holy land into a tourist destination. It was still surprisingly easy to get into at night with a bit of magic.
The moon was high as the mists covered the grassy hills. Shadows moved to reveal masked figures all wearing orange masks coming forward except for one with a pale stone mask of Zeus. The stone masked man stood in the middle of the stone circle, while wizards and witches came to stand in between the stones until it was a complete circle.
”I am many and we are all one,” the stone figure said as the rest of the orange figures answered back with the same sentence.
The night goes silent as the Zeus masked man asks, ”What have we found?” Only those dolls with information speak the rest remain silent.
A witch with a very soothing voice rather tranquilly says, ”Wilkes was slain.”
”Yes, he was one of us,” the stone masked man replied. ”But by whom? I did not see.”
”The Prince girl?” Asked a wizard with a dreamy voice as if he was still dreaming.
”No, she does not have it in her to do so,” barked a woman's shrill voice that normally was weeping. ”But what I don't know is how the girl escaped. Might there have been a spy among the Death Eater's?”
”That is always a possibility,” they all said in unison.
A cool male voice says, ”Sanderson is leaving to find the Rain Man. His racoon heard everything that night and informed him of Black's dying message.”
”Then we must find the Rain Man first,” whispered, the witch with a soothing voice.
”And we shall,” the dreamy voiced man said. ”I've seen it in the stars. The spirit walker must die.”
A witch with a low voice says, ”And what of Hogwarts? A spy must be placed there that is not a professor among the students.”
”Leave that to me,” hummed the dreamy voiced man. ”I'll find someone before the week is out. A younger student won't be easily noticed.”
A harsh male voice says, ”Ever since we lost the Minister of Magic position to Eugenia Jenkins, our plans have become derailed.”
”No, it's more than that,” said the cool male voice. ”Ever since the Prince's emerged things have begun to unravel.”
”They must be killed,” they all whispered in perfect unison again.
”Indeed,” muttered a wizard with the strong scent of tobacco and alcohol. ”We've been pushed away from the order. We need to find someone to replace me.”
”We will,” whispered the witch with the low voice. ”I'm good friends with Vance. When the time comes, we'll offer our-self.”