𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 [𝐑. 𝐋𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐧]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐍 𝐄𝐑𝐀

"If Voldemort wants to recruit so many Death Eaters all at once, it means there is some kind of big attack planned." Dumbledore explained. "It is in everyone's best interests to prevent that."

"Do we know what this attack is about?" Frank Longbottom asked, frowning slightly. "There's been talk in the Academy about him taking over the Ministry."

"It's only natural he'll attempt that, but the actual attack remains unidentified for now."

"Then, how will we stop it?" Alice questioned. "We can't just send off aurors and tell them to wing it. We need a plan."

Callisto hated to admit it, but Alice was right.

"We're not going to be sending off aurors." Dumbledore replied, his eyes twinkling slyly as he placed his hand in the pockets of his robes and took out a small vial with a translucent liquid inside.

"Miss Claire, if you'd be kind enough to explain what this is."

Everyone turned to look at her with questioning looks. They were hesitant and she knew it, after all, she was the youngest member here and she didn't belong to a family like the Prewetts or the Potters.

"It's a variation of Angel's Trumpet Draught." Callisto explained. "Odorless, tasteless, practically untraceable, due to the added gulf powder."

Andromeda frowned, "We're going to kill them?"

"No, it's not strong enough to kill." Callisto answered. "It will just knock them out for a good day, enough to transfer them somewhere else, I assume."

"Exactly." Dumbledore joyfully said. "There is a ball in Yaxley's Manor to celebrate his promotion next week. It's the perfect opportunity to capture some of his best Death Eaters."

"How will we administer it?" Euphemia asked, looking straight at Callisto. "In their drinks?"

"No, they probably have the house elves test the wine." Callisto pondered, her eyebrows knitting in concentration. "Will they be staying at Yaxley's for the evening?"

"I'm afraid this is not certain."

"When they're all in the ballroom, the doors will be shut." Callisto trailed off. "We can administer it as a gas. They'll inhale it, and it should also work faster this way. The only issue is the potency."

"It might not work for everyone." Euphemia murmured, Callisto nodding. "We can increase the
potency and administer more. Someone will lock the doors from the outside, so that when they finally start fainting, the others won't have a way out."

"Is it possible to increase the potency?" Moody asked, examining the small vial.

"Yes, you just add a bit more of the Angel's trumpet root, and some blood to stabilize it." The blonde explained. "Poisons tend to become less effective with time."

"Won't they be able to trace the potion back to you, if you use your blood?" Ted questioned. "Dromeda and I see many cases where the attacker uses blood to strengthen potions like that. It's the first thing they test if poisoning is suspected."

"I won't use my blood." Callisto scoffed. "I'll use his son's blood. Yaxley is a year younger and in Hogwarts."

"How would you even get his blood?" Alice asked. "Won't they notice you sneaking in and out?"

"I'll ask a friend to get it for me."

"What friend?" Alice asked suspiciously.

Callisto just shrugged, and turned to face Dumbledore, "We'll just need someone to lock the doors, someone else to put the poison in, and one last person to watch out for any Death Eaters."