10 May 2018, 05:42
News of Theft
Ackerley has been waiting to see the opinion of each professor before taking a strict place and decision. Him alone, he would have probably informed the children and tried to institute some sort of defensive measure. However, regarding this specific situation, the young man could not only use his knowledge. He had ideas, he had plans, but none would allow him to protect the school and each child in it by himself. It was an impossible task for a sole individual. It was one of the reasons why the man sought advice.
However, the atmosphere surrounding the Headmaster's Office was deep and thick. It was not a familiar situation and would never be. At least, the man hoped it would not. The deputy headmaster was in withdrawal compare to the other professors that had gathered in the office. He preferred to be the shadow in the dark afternoon, to observe the situation from a distant point of view and to debate and think around it to give the best solution for each situation. Slowly, he emerged from his thought and lock his eyes with the minister of magic who was currently informing them of the news. DeMarcus was not a man of trust in his senses. To say he hated the man would only be a natural statement. Ackerley had always wondered how this man could have become the Minister of magic. It was irrelevant and would only bring trouble and only showed how much the British Ministry was now corrupted. Ackerley made a sound of enjoyment and decided to let a small comment escape his sharp but right lips.
- How was such a thing possible? I honestly can answer this question easily, DeMarcus. An incompetent minister of magic like you was the cause of this trouble. It is happening because you think too highly of yourself and forgot to consider the possibility that a Muggle could ever be able to enter the Ministry with harming thoughts.
Calming down, the man slowly opened his hand that has been gripped the desk behind him and let out a small breath. Ackerley was not known for his short temper, the man usually was quiet and would listen. He was not a talkative individual and somehow, he felt as if he was in the need to keep it that way. Perhaps this behavior could be explained by his tumultuous past. Nevertheless, he would probably write a letter to the Ministry once this meeting was done to express how he felt about this situation. How foolish of Gerald to think that he could gently come in here and be received has a hero? Therefore, the dark-haired man needed to concentrate on the current issue. The group of professors was debating on what to do and starting a conflict between themselves would not by any means be the solution to their problem.
However, after the departure of Gerald, Ackerley had felt some tension dissipate in the air. At least from his side. The man really disliked DeMarcus. It was hard to imagine that he once worked with him at the Ministry. Therefore, knowing that the Ministry of Magic was not too far and might come to help them if needed was somehow reassuring. The deputy headmaster knew that they would be able to protect the children, but at least, if everything turned wrong, they had reinforcement. As long as it was not the minister of magic himself that would come to help them, they would all be fine.
A lot of questions were asked to the Deputy Headmaster and it was becoming hard to follow them all. In that sense, he simply smiled to his colleagues and decided to stand in the middle of the room where everyone could see him. The man was slowly walking around will explaining some plans and ideas and answering questions that each of them had. They needed to have a perfect plan. Not for the school, but for the children. It would be the only things that really mattered if something were to happen. Ackerley believed that the Headmaster would think the same if he was there. Human's lives were more important than an old castle, even if it was hiding so many pieces of history and secrets.
It was at that moment that the Deputy Headmaster saw that a new professor had joined them while they were speaking about the important matter. It was Magnus Rosier, the new professor of Ancient Runes. Not wanting to be impolite, Ackerley turned to face the man and politely smiled at him with greeting him. Even if the situation was critical, the man would always keep his manners. Something that he had been taught since he was a young child. In fact, it was a part of him that gave a positive aspect for his candidature a few years ago when he entered the British Ministry of Magic has an unspeakable for the Department of Mystery. Keeping his calm and manners has always been something quite important for the man. Even if he could not quite do it in the presence of Gerald DeMarcus.
- It is an excellent idea that you have here Professor Rosier. However, the only individual that has access to the Wards is the Headmaster which is currently away for an indeterminate period of time. This is really unfortunate, but I really think that we will have to do without it for now.
Anxiety. It was running through him with each of his heart pulses. Somehow, he wished he had access to those pieces of information which would have been crucial for this situation. However, they were all extremely resourceful. In that sense, finding another idea should not be too complicated. They all had a different capacity, which would be helpful to protect the castle and the children. It was around that time that Professor Yornikovych made a comment about the incapacity of the Ministry which made him laugh a little. Indeed, the Deputy headmaster thought the same way of the old man. Somehow, he believed that he looked up to him. The man had experienced and it would be extremely necessary for this ominous event. However, the young man's attention got caught toward the professor of Astronomy when she started speaking about the artifacts. She needed answers and thought that Ackerley could give them to her. Indeed, with his experiences, Ackerley knew a lot about those relics. Perhaps more than what the Ministry had told them earlier. However, the secret vow from the Department of Mystery still wears on his shoulders. He could not reveal anything too dramatic about it without being tracked down by his very own old colleagues. The young man was then in a conflict of interest.
Emotions were something that could often be seen on the professor of charms face. An undecided expression was currently contortioned to express the man's dilemma. However, it quickly went away and the professor remembered his journal. Ackerley turned around and walked toward a shelf of books. Upon returning to Hogwarts, the Headmaster and he had decided to hide those diaries there, in the Headmaster's Office, since they could be compromising for those who would read them. Ackerley graded one that looked old and turned to face the professors in the room. Turning a few pages, he finally arrived where he wanted. The Dominum Masks. It was, indeed, a diary where Ackerley wrote each important information on certain artifacts or items that could be dangerous and in that sense, that were mostly in his interest.
- During my traveling and my previous work at the Ministry, I gathered a few pieces of information on those artifacts. While passing his fingers on the old pages, Ackerley looked toward the fireplace. The Dominum Mask is extremely dangerous for numerous reasons. As DeMarcus said, the wearer of the mask is under the control of the one wearing the dark glove. Therefore, this is not all. Unfortunately, if one wears the mask, it disappears, letting no traces on the wearer's face. In that sense, it is almost impossible to detect it. Turning toward professors Blevins, Ackerley walked to the Headmaster's desk and leaned on it and put down his finger on his chin. The young man was thinking, trying to remember a specific way to counteract this effect of the mask. He was certain that there was one. However, for some obscure reasons, he could not remember clearly what it was. I am almost certain that there is a way to counteract this undesirable effect of the mask. I will have to make a few more research on it.
After a while of discussion, a plan was mostly clear into the Deputy Headmaster's head. A few preventive actions would be taken, certain would work on defensive spells, another would create potions to protect the ground, some professors would teach the younger how to defend themselves, but everyone would stay at Hogwarts. They could not risk alarming the parents.
- The children shall be informed of the gravity of the situation. However, sending them home when there is no current dangerous situation might be taken too far. In that sense, Mister Hurst, I will take your kind words and will ask you to patrol the ground each night after the curfew. Turning to face the professors, Ackerley spoke again with his strict voice. Professor Ethel, I will ask that you prepare the potion you mentioned earlier to protect the ground. I am counting on each of you to patrol the corridors after the curfew, but also to help professor Galim to launch a few classes to help the children learn defensive spells.
Ackerley made sure that everything was under control except, perhaps, Solomon Lear that was determined to take away his own Hufflepuff students. Away from the danger, from the school. The man had tried to stop him, but Solomon was already long gone. Sighing loudly, the deputy Headmaster passes his hand through his dark hair and watched his colleagues leaves the office. It would be a hard situation with the upcoming BlossomFest. However, he knew for sure that they would manage to deal with the evil individual coming toward them. After all, most of them were strong wizards with exceptional background...
However, the atmosphere surrounding the Headmaster's Office was deep and thick. It was not a familiar situation and would never be. At least, the man hoped it would not. The deputy headmaster was in withdrawal compare to the other professors that had gathered in the office. He preferred to be the shadow in the dark afternoon, to observe the situation from a distant point of view and to debate and think around it to give the best solution for each situation. Slowly, he emerged from his thought and lock his eyes with the minister of magic who was currently informing them of the news. DeMarcus was not a man of trust in his senses. To say he hated the man would only be a natural statement. Ackerley had always wondered how this man could have become the Minister of magic. It was irrelevant and would only bring trouble and only showed how much the British Ministry was now corrupted. Ackerley made a sound of enjoyment and decided to let a small comment escape his sharp but right lips.
- How was such a thing possible? I honestly can answer this question easily, DeMarcus. An incompetent minister of magic like you was the cause of this trouble. It is happening because you think too highly of yourself and forgot to consider the possibility that a Muggle could ever be able to enter the Ministry with harming thoughts.
Calming down, the man slowly opened his hand that has been gripped the desk behind him and let out a small breath. Ackerley was not known for his short temper, the man usually was quiet and would listen. He was not a talkative individual and somehow, he felt as if he was in the need to keep it that way. Perhaps this behavior could be explained by his tumultuous past. Nevertheless, he would probably write a letter to the Ministry once this meeting was done to express how he felt about this situation. How foolish of Gerald to think that he could gently come in here and be received has a hero? Therefore, the dark-haired man needed to concentrate on the current issue. The group of professors was debating on what to do and starting a conflict between themselves would not by any means be the solution to their problem.
However, after the departure of Gerald, Ackerley had felt some tension dissipate in the air. At least from his side. The man really disliked DeMarcus. It was hard to imagine that he once worked with him at the Ministry. Therefore, knowing that the Ministry of Magic was not too far and might come to help them if needed was somehow reassuring. The deputy headmaster knew that they would be able to protect the children, but at least, if everything turned wrong, they had reinforcement. As long as it was not the minister of magic himself that would come to help them, they would all be fine.
A lot of questions were asked to the Deputy Headmaster and it was becoming hard to follow them all. In that sense, he simply smiled to his colleagues and decided to stand in the middle of the room where everyone could see him. The man was slowly walking around will explaining some plans and ideas and answering questions that each of them had. They needed to have a perfect plan. Not for the school, but for the children. It would be the only things that really mattered if something were to happen. Ackerley believed that the Headmaster would think the same if he was there. Human's lives were more important than an old castle, even if it was hiding so many pieces of history and secrets.
It was at that moment that the Deputy Headmaster saw that a new professor had joined them while they were speaking about the important matter. It was Magnus Rosier, the new professor of Ancient Runes. Not wanting to be impolite, Ackerley turned to face the man and politely smiled at him with greeting him. Even if the situation was critical, the man would always keep his manners. Something that he had been taught since he was a young child. In fact, it was a part of him that gave a positive aspect for his candidature a few years ago when he entered the British Ministry of Magic has an unspeakable for the Department of Mystery. Keeping his calm and manners has always been something quite important for the man. Even if he could not quite do it in the presence of Gerald DeMarcus.
- It is an excellent idea that you have here Professor Rosier. However, the only individual that has access to the Wards is the Headmaster which is currently away for an indeterminate period of time. This is really unfortunate, but I really think that we will have to do without it for now.
Anxiety. It was running through him with each of his heart pulses. Somehow, he wished he had access to those pieces of information which would have been crucial for this situation. However, they were all extremely resourceful. In that sense, finding another idea should not be too complicated. They all had a different capacity, which would be helpful to protect the castle and the children. It was around that time that Professor Yornikovych made a comment about the incapacity of the Ministry which made him laugh a little. Indeed, the Deputy headmaster thought the same way of the old man. Somehow, he believed that he looked up to him. The man had experienced and it would be extremely necessary for this ominous event. However, the young man's attention got caught toward the professor of Astronomy when she started speaking about the artifacts. She needed answers and thought that Ackerley could give them to her. Indeed, with his experiences, Ackerley knew a lot about those relics. Perhaps more than what the Ministry had told them earlier. However, the secret vow from the Department of Mystery still wears on his shoulders. He could not reveal anything too dramatic about it without being tracked down by his very own old colleagues. The young man was then in a conflict of interest.
Emotions were something that could often be seen on the professor of charms face. An undecided expression was currently contortioned to express the man's dilemma. However, it quickly went away and the professor remembered his journal. Ackerley turned around and walked toward a shelf of books. Upon returning to Hogwarts, the Headmaster and he had decided to hide those diaries there, in the Headmaster's Office, since they could be compromising for those who would read them. Ackerley graded one that looked old and turned to face the professors in the room. Turning a few pages, he finally arrived where he wanted. The Dominum Masks. It was, indeed, a diary where Ackerley wrote each important information on certain artifacts or items that could be dangerous and in that sense, that were mostly in his interest.
- During my traveling and my previous work at the Ministry, I gathered a few pieces of information on those artifacts. While passing his fingers on the old pages, Ackerley looked toward the fireplace. The Dominum Mask is extremely dangerous for numerous reasons. As DeMarcus said, the wearer of the mask is under the control of the one wearing the dark glove. Therefore, this is not all. Unfortunately, if one wears the mask, it disappears, letting no traces on the wearer's face. In that sense, it is almost impossible to detect it. Turning toward professors Blevins, Ackerley walked to the Headmaster's desk and leaned on it and put down his finger on his chin. The young man was thinking, trying to remember a specific way to counteract this effect of the mask. He was certain that there was one. However, for some obscure reasons, he could not remember clearly what it was. I am almost certain that there is a way to counteract this undesirable effect of the mask. I will have to make a few more research on it.
After a while of discussion, a plan was mostly clear into the Deputy Headmaster's head. A few preventive actions would be taken, certain would work on defensive spells, another would create potions to protect the ground, some professors would teach the younger how to defend themselves, but everyone would stay at Hogwarts. They could not risk alarming the parents.
- The children shall be informed of the gravity of the situation. However, sending them home when there is no current dangerous situation might be taken too far. In that sense, Mister Hurst, I will take your kind words and will ask you to patrol the ground each night after the curfew. Turning to face the professors, Ackerley spoke again with his strict voice. Professor Ethel, I will ask that you prepare the potion you mentioned earlier to protect the ground. I am counting on each of you to patrol the corridors after the curfew, but also to help professor Galim to launch a few classes to help the children learn defensive spells.
Ackerley made sure that everything was under control except, perhaps, Solomon Lear that was determined to take away his own Hufflepuff students. Away from the danger, from the school. The man had tried to stop him, but Solomon was already long gone. Sighing loudly, the deputy Headmaster passes his hand through his dark hair and watched his colleagues leaves the office. It would be a hard situation with the upcoming BlossomFest. However, he knew for sure that they would manage to deal with the evil individual coming toward them. After all, most of them were strong wizards with exceptional background...