Harry Potter: The Last Exodus

Construction of Dusk Tranquil Penitentiary

A week after the council's decision, the groundwork for Dusk Tranquil Penitentiary was underway. Harry stood on the cliffs of Eldoria, gazing across the sea to the mist-shrouded island that would soon house the prison. The air was heavy with magic as workers and builders—wizards, goblins, and magical creatures alike—began transporting materials to the floating island. Through carefully managed portals, stone, enchanted metals, and ancient magical runes were being ferried over to the isolated island.

The island floated ominously above the dark waters, its jagged cliffs rising high into the sky. It was perfect—both unreachable and naturally fortified. Yet, the sheer magnitude of the project made Harry's head spin. Still, he was determined. This prison would be essential for Mirithis's future.

Planning the Security Layers

That morning, Harry had called for a planning meeting with the core group responsible for constructing the penitentiary. He, Draco, Gringold, and Thaldrin—along with a select group of goblin warders—stood around a large enchanted map of the island, which floated in the center of a tent near the construction site. Each one of them was tasked with overseeing a different aspect of the prison's construction.

"We need to make sure the wards around the island are airtight," Harry said, tracing his finger over the floating map, pointing at the magical boundary they were constructing around the island. "Anti-apparition and anti-portkey spells are just the start. What about time-warping fields, like what Luna suggested?"

Draco nodded, his sharp eyes focused on the map. "I've already spoken to some ancient rune experts. They can carve time-distorting runes into the prison walls. That should disorient any prisoners trying to escape or even think about it."

Thaldrin, leader of the Dragons, rumbled his approval. "My kin will patrol the skies. No one will leave the island by air. If they try, they'll have to contend with the full might of our flames."

Gringold tapped the map thoughtfully. "The goblins will ensure the internal structure is secure. Each wing of the prison will have its own wards, making it difficult to breach. We'll also add magical suppression fields inside the cells to prevent wandless magic from working. Even if they manage to escape their cells, they'll be powerless."

Harry felt a sense of satisfaction at the thoroughness of the plan. "And for the guards? We'll need a diverse team to cover every possible threat—magical and non-magical creatures, wizards, everything."

Gringold nodded. "We'll bring in the best goblin enforcers and recruit wizards from every continent. I suggest rotating shifts regularly so no one becomes too familiar with the place. We can also enchant the guard quarters to be separate from the prison itself, minimizing contact with the prisoners."

Harry smiled. "Good. Let's begin the next phase."

The First Stone

Later that afternoon, Harry and Draco stood on the floating island itself. The air around them was thick with magic, and the mist clung to the rocks, giving the place an eerie, isolated feel. But it was ideal for a prison—completely cut off from the world, reachable only by controlled magical portals or dragon flight.

A large stone, intricately carved with ancient runes, hovered in the air before them. This stone would serve as the foundation for the prison. The goblins had imbued it with powerful magic, ensuring that it would be unmovable and virtually indestructible.

With a flick of his wand, Harry directed the stone into place. As it touched the rocky ground of the island, a surge of magic pulsed through the air, radiating out in a wave that settled into the cliffs and the water surrounding them. The first piece of the prison had been laid, and the magical framework was in place.

"It's done," Draco said, his voice quiet with the weight of the moment.

Harry nodded, staring at the stone. "It's just the beginning, but it's a start."

Building the Infrastructure

Over the next several days, teams of workers—goblins, wizards, and magical creatures—began constructing the walls and infrastructure of Dusk Tranquil Penitentiary. Huge blocks of enchanted stone were flown in by dragons, while magical builders carved runes into the foundation, each one designed to enhance the security of the prison.

Harry oversaw the construction, working closely with Draco and the other leaders to ensure that everything was running smoothly. The prison was divided into different wings, with the most dangerous prisoners being housed in the innermost, heavily-warded cells. Each wing had specialized containment areas for different types of magical criminals and creatures.

The central guard tower, which would oversee the entire island, was reinforced with spells that allowed the guards to detect any disturbances across the prison. From here, they could activate additional magical barriers or respond to potential threats immediately.

Meanwhile, Thaldrin's dragons began patrolling the skies, flying in tight patterns around the island, their flames lighting up the misty air.

Setting Up the Wards

The next critical step was the installation of the wards that would protect the island. Luna Lovegood had suggested using ancient time-warping spells, and with her help, Harry and a team of rune masters carved the necessary runes into key locations on the island.

As Harry stood before one of the completed wards, he felt the air around him distort slightly. Time seemed to ripple as the rune activated, creating a subtle, disorienting effect that would make navigation nearly impossible for anyone trying to escape.

"This is powerful magic," Draco commented, watching the rune glow faintly.

Harry nodded. "Anyone who tries to break out will find themselves lost in a maze of time and space. They'll be wandering for days, or even years, before they realize they're still trapped."

Finalizing the Plan

As construction of the prison neared completion, Harry called a meeting with the key leaders. They gathered in a secure tent on the island, their faces lit by the soft glow of enchanted lanterns.

Harry stood before them, the magical map of the prison hovering in front of him. "The prison is almost ready. We have the structures in place, the wards are set, and the dragons are patrolling the skies. Now we need to finalize the logistics—who will oversee daily operations and how we'll transport prisoners here."

Draco spoke up. "I've already arranged for a team of specialized Aurors and goblin warders to be stationed here. They'll work in shifts, and we'll rotate the staff regularly to prevent anyone from becoming too familiar with the layout."

Thaldrin added, "The dragons will handle sky patrols. We've also set up magical barriers around the island to detect any attempts to infiltrate by air. If anyone tries, they won't make it far."

Gringold, ever the pragmatist, leaned forward. "And how will we bring in prisoners? Portkeys? Apparition?"

Harry shook his head. "Portkeys and apparition won't work here, not with the wards in place. We'll need to transport them manually using secured portals, with multiple checkpoints along the way. Each portal will be monitored and guarded."

The Final Inspection

As the meeting ended, Harry, Draco, and the others made their way outside to inspect the nearly completed prison. The walls of the penitentiary rose high into the misty air, their stonework gleaming with magical wards. The floating island felt more like a fortress than ever before, and Harry knew that once the final pieces were in place, Dusk Tranquil Penitentiary would be impenetrable.

Standing at the edge of the island, Harry gazed out over the sea, feeling a sense of accomplishment. They had done it. This prison would be a cornerstone of their efforts to protect Mirithis from magical threats. But as always, the work wasn't finished. There was still much to do.