Unfinished Gems

Sands of Time - 9

Kingsley didn't know whether he should be relieved Lotus was giving the Auror department an out, or terrified as to what she was planning to do.

All he knew was that she had had enough of the bullshit from the Ministry and was fully planning to clean house her way. By the end of the day, she would almost certainly be labeled a Dark Witch, but she honestly didn't give a damn. She was tired of putting up with the sheer stupidity of the Ministry.

Amelia took one look at Kingsley's face and knew.

"Who and how long do we have?"

"Potter. She's changed, and she made it clear she's willing to give us one day to evacuate anyone we want to keep. If they get in the way, they will die no questions asked. She's not playing around."

"Damn that idiot Minister. And damn Umbitch as well," said Amelia.

At least Potter was 'kind' enough to give them some time to keep her better Aurors out of the line of fire.

The next evening...

Amelia was at home when she got the initial call from her laziest Auror.

"Director Bones! Potter's gone mad! She's brought some sort of creature with her from Egypt and it's laying waste to everything!"

"What?" said Amelia in disbelief.

There was a sudden scream, and she had to jump back quickly to avoid some sort of black bug that came out of the Auror's mouth.

Whatever it was, it was dangerous...every instinct she had told her to not let that thing come anywhere near her.

Tipsy, her house elf, appeared within seconds and immediately caught the bug.

"This is bad bug," she announced. "Very ancient."

Amelia was very concerned now. It seemed Potter meant business.

By the time she dared to get to the Ministry, the damage was horrifying. Whatever Potter had unleashed was a bigger threat than any dragon.

And the sand...dear Merlin there was sand everywhere.

One of the few survivors took one look at her and began sobbing with relief.

"Thank Merlin you're here!" sobbed Diggleby.

"What happened?"

"I'll tell you what bloody happened," snarled Scrimgeour. "Potter happened. She brought some sort of cursed creature from Egypt with her and damn near wiped us out. The Unspeakables damn near wet themselves when they saw it."

"What?" said Amelia baffled. Nothing ruffled the Unspeakables. What the hell had Potter dug up?

"Potter," said Croaker carefully, "Somehow found the immortal cursed mummy. We really need to have a word with the Egyptian Ministry because they're supposed to be keeping track of him."

"Explain," said Amelia.

"Before that mess with Grindelwald, we had a security breach. Some witch managed to con a muggle into resurrecting some cursed mummy using the infamous Book of the Dead. Our obliviators had a field day trying to cover up the lesser mummies that thing brought back that the muggles saw," said Croaker irate.

"And?"

"And the Egyptians assured us that thing was dealt with after it was brought back the second time and there wouldn't be a third," said Croaker.

"Seems we need to have a discussion with the Egyptian Ministry," said Amelia.

"What about Potter?" demanded Scrimgeour. "She's killed the Minister!"