The Titans of Secrets ━━ Wizarding World ✓

─Chapter Twenty Seven

Story: The Titans of Secrets
Chapter Twenty Seven: Behind The Codenames

The winds stood as still as a frozen lake. Ginny's breath, now visible due to the frost, was the only thing she could see before falling down to her knees. She was forced to think of a plan.

She figured out that it probably meant he was the one, whoever he is under the hood, who Confusion requires. That led to another depressing thought: the professor who was required by the mystery criminal would have long since been abducted by the Wendigo.

What do I do? Shade's gone. . . How do I find him on this huge planet?

Biting her lip, she got up began running deeper into the woods in hopes to track the path of the Wendigo. Unfortunately for her, the snow covered the trail after a while. Panting and holding her knees, Ginny thought hard. There must be a way.

And the idea bloomed in her mind: the mirror.

"Dragonfly, Enigma!" she shouted, posing readily as her professional gear enveloped her. The cold wind was nothing but a light pinch under the thick black robe. Dragonfly quickly took out the mirror and whispered the magical words: "Shady."

The mirror's surface rippled but nothing happened. Shade could probably not pick her call. Hoping against hope, she performed the charm which revealed his location.

"But that's impossible. . ." she breathed out when Shade's location became apparent. On the surface of the mirror was a tiny green dot pointing at the bottommost  department of the Ministry: The Department of Mysteries.

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The cold wind pinched her uncovered skin as the Firebolt beneath her rumbled slightly with the breakneck speed it was currently going on. She could not keep her calm. Not when whatever was happening was taking place like a nightmare.

Dragonfly had sent a patronus to Hermione telling that Shade was kidnapped and that she was on her way to Muggle London from where she would go down to the Department of Mysteries. She wished she could teleport to the place directly rather than flying: she enjoyed flying but not under such an immense pressure and with Gilligan's broom. Cursing her accessory for deeming the mysterious place as safe, she leaned even closer to the handle, simultaneously using her feet to steer away from the clouds.

However, the turbulence hit her and she had to tilt herself a little to keep from falling off the broom; her broom seemed like heaven now.

After a few more minutes of a freezing and fast ride, she finally reached the ministry. Even more so later, she stepped her foot on the black marble tiled Department of Mysteries.

The whole place was eerily silent. Taking out her mirror and performing the charm again, she let the tracker lead her as she rode the Firebolt. It was not even a five minute ride to Shade's location.

Dragonfly stopped before entering the room. Through the small gap, she saw a vertical shaft resting above four obelisks. Her mind formulated a plan and she acted upon it.

"Expecto Patronum," she whispered and a silver horse shot out her wand. She mentally commanded it to distract whoever was on the other side by knocking out something. Soon after the wispy stallion left, the sound of glass crashing and breaking into a million pieces in the ground was heard. Grinning to herself, Dragonfly used it an opportunity and flew up to the shaft in a flurry.

"Ruddy rats," a voice cursed. "Crucio!" The shouts of Shade filled her ears with rushing dread and panic: he was being tortured. Dragonfly burnt a small hole on the shaft and peeked down. She could see the hooded head of Shade, a black haired man and a blonde haired older man. What shocked her was what she thought was Dumbledore's cap.