𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐱𝐢𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 ➢ 𝓣𝓸𝓶𝓪𝓻𝓻𝔂

Chapter 20

hi!! i'm spoiling you guys a bit trying to apologize for my lack of posting the last six months

active writing era lilith anyone??

☆ American Ministry of Magic | May 10th 1997

"Auror." The senior auror spoke as he entered her office. 

The women looked up. "Senior Auror Jackson." she sat down her quill and stared at the older man, pushing her blond hair out of her face from where it fell while she was leaned over working. 

"I would like to inform you that a letter, without a signature came in the mail today for you." he spoke, holding up the letter. "We already did the necessary scans for it, it's safe, we've left it unopened however so you might still want to open it with caution."

She smiled. "Thank you Auror Jackson." She said. 

The man smiled at her. "Of course,"

He laid the letter down on her desk before he moved back to the door. "Remember, proceed with caution. If you're not at lunch, I'll come looking for you." He said with a soft look and worry in his eyes.

"I'll be fine." She said reassuringly. "I'm sure it's nothing to worry about."

Rob finally nodded and then left, closing the door quickly and quietly. She was grateful. 

She stood up and grabbed the letter, looking over it carefully. She felt the Auror's magic tangled with an ancient magic of some sort. Which she couldn't exactly place, she just knew that this letter wasn't from America. She should've asked about the owl.

She ran her wand over it, just in case. Before, opening the letter.

When nothing happened, she pulled the piece of paper out. It was definitely written with a quill.

With the amount of magic she felt coming from this piece of paper, she believed that magic itself had written this letter.

The magic was strong.

She looked around, she wondered if the magic was just coming off of the paper or if it was because she was become sensitive to the magic.

She mused a bit, this had never happened.

She looked back down at the ancient magic that she could still feel on the letter. She began reading.

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It didn't take long for her to end up finding out exactly where that letter had come from.

The United Kingdom.

Scotland exactly.

Hogwarts.

She said a smirk playing on first, she could help it. She looked down at the trial papers from Albus Dumbledore's trial.

She hated how they had kept the man alive. She was determined to find out more. She looked over at her raven, the bird called at her before flying over to land on her shoulder, rubbing against her hair.

She laughed softly. "Sweet baby." She whispered against her lips, gently leaning her head towards the bird as it continued to rub against her hair affectionately.

"You're coming with me, right?"

The bird chirped its response before settling itself more on her shoulder.

"I'll take that as a yes." She said with a low smirk before heading for her floo, one last double check to make sure all of her wards were rightly in place and that everything was locked up. She figured that no one would manage to get in but you could never be too careful.