The muggles had watergate. The magical community had the hog's head scandal. The wizengamot has at last ruled to release the information passed from an unspeakable's journals to a hogsmeade barkeep. herein lie excerpts of note. ------------------------------------------ Submissions welcome

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My dear intrepid readers.

I have been apprehended in my work by some form of malicious shadow government and am currently being detained in what rather appears to be the threateningly refurbished cellar of a Muggle IHOP. Keep me in your thoughts. I also have a number of out-of-town conferences (and one paintball massacre) to attend in the upcoming weeks, pending my release from this hellish prison.

Posting in the days to come will be patchy. There will be no post today. I very much hope to be able to produce one tomorrow, and regularly throughout the month of June, but there may be gaps. I would apologize, but this might give my captors the wrong impression about my continued insurgent agenda. I’m already going to be in a world of trouble for hacking their communications array. (1234 is not now and never will be a secure password, Sheila.)

I remain, as ever, your faithful scribe.

(Look behind you. No, not there. Too late.)


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Agent Sparrow Field Notes: Date Unknown 
Agent Pegasus and I have been traveling through the land beyond the Veil for what I believe is approximately forty-eight hours. We have encountered no other living beings thus far. Pegasus claims this is because “they are waiting elsewhere.” In the language of Pegasus, this means that someone (or something) with information on the Department mole responsible for the Rosewater curse awaits us beyond the perplexing labyrinth of doors and portals found here. 
We crossed one this morning: a door similar to that of the Room of Requirement on the seventh floor of Hogwarts. Pegasus insisted on walking through it first, but returned moments later complaining about an overabundance of serpents. Our next attempt was more successful, suggesting that the door had more than one destination. We crossed into a sparse forest shrouded in mist. 
It is difficult to explain the ways in which time and movement are altered here. Sleep is interrupted by interludes of uncontrolled hovering a few feet from the earth. The light of day, while unidentifiable, does not come from the sun. It is impossible not to notice as much. Pegasus appears well accustomed to it all. 
For all I know, these words will appear to have been written in some foreign dialect upon our return to the Ministry. I do not believe a Pensieve would be able to properly capture my memory of this place. It is essential that I remember every detail myself.

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Agent Sparrow Field Notes: Date Unknown

Agent Pegasus and I have been traveling through the land beyond the Veil for what I believe is approximately forty-eight hours. We have encountered no other living beings thus far. Pegasus claims this is because “they are waiting elsewhere.” In the language of Pegasus, this means that someone (or something) with information on the Department mole responsible for the Rosewater curse awaits us beyond the perplexing labyrinth of doors and portals found here.

We crossed one this morning: a door similar to that of the Room of Requirement on the seventh floor of Hogwarts. Pegasus insisted on walking through it first, but returned moments later complaining about an overabundance of serpents. Our next attempt was more successful, suggesting that the door had more than one destination. We crossed into a sparse forest shrouded in mist.

It is difficult to explain the ways in which time and movement are altered here. Sleep is interrupted by interludes of uncontrolled hovering a few feet from the earth. The light of day, while unidentifiable, does not come from the sun. It is impossible not to notice as much. Pegasus appears well accustomed to it all.

For all I know, these words will appear to have been written in some foreign dialect upon our return to the Ministry. I do not believe a Pensieve would be able to properly capture my memory of this place. It is essential that I remember every detail myself.


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Agent Delta Field Notes Copy: January 9th, 2002 
It is said that very long ago, when the wind and the trees still spoke to the wixen folk who would listen, a boy with no name roamed the forests in a red coat and cap given to him by the first Lycanthrope in payment for a great service. This boy came to be known as the Red Cap, for the villagers would see him walking in an out of the territory of the wolves where no other wix dared cross. Day after day Red Cap would bring baskets of apples and fresh bread to the Lycanthropes who had been cast out of the wixen villages, though he himself never was bitten. 
One day on the eve of the full moon, a jealous man stole Red Cap’s coat and cap, believing it to hold secret power over the Lycanthropes. He entered the wolf territories and was never heard from again. The Red Cap was seen to hold a ceremony of burial deep in the woods the following day. But though his coat and cap had been reclaimed, he did not return to the villages. The Red Cap wandered the forests no more. 
The tale has been altered a great deal through the years. Most versions both magical and Muggle now tell an over-simplistic coming-of-age story featuring a budding young woman and a predatory wolf. However there are many Beedle scholars who believe the red coat and cap still exist somewhere in the world. 
Though he will not admit it, Agent Red is a believer. Thus his codename. His desk contains interminable files tracing the progress of the Red Coat and Cap through history. I believe I will take these on in his absence.

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Agent Delta Field Notes Copy: January 9th, 2002

It is said that very long ago, when the wind and the trees still spoke to the wixen folk who would listen, a boy with no name roamed the forests in a red coat and cap given to him by the first Lycanthrope in payment for a great service. This boy came to be known as the Red Cap, for the villagers would see him walking in an out of the territory of the wolves where no other wix dared cross. Day after day Red Cap would bring baskets of apples and fresh bread to the Lycanthropes who had been cast out of the wixen villages, though he himself never was bitten.

One day on the eve of the full moon, a jealous man stole Red Cap’s coat and cap, believing it to hold secret power over the Lycanthropes. He entered the wolf territories and was never heard from again. The Red Cap was seen to hold a ceremony of burial deep in the woods the following day. But though his coat and cap had been reclaimed, he did not return to the villages. The Red Cap wandered the forests no more.

The tale has been altered a great deal through the years. Most versions both magical and Muggle now tell an over-simplistic coming-of-age story featuring a budding young woman and a predatory wolf. However there are many Beedle scholars who believe the red coat and cap still exist somewhere in the world.

Though he will not admit it, Agent Red is a believer. Thus his codename. His desk contains interminable files tracing the progress of the Red Coat and Cap through history. I believe I will take these on in his absence.


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Urgent Departmental Notice: January 1st, 2002 
The following staffing changes will come into effect immediately: all casefiles previously assigned to Agents Sparrow and Pegasus are now under the charge of Agents Augurey and Orange. Work previously undertaken by Agent Red will fall to Agents Pearl and Delta at their discretion for the duration of Agent Red’s undercover work (Classified: Obsidian). 
In addition, new recruits Agent October (transferred out of the Auror Office at his superior’s request) and Trainee Agent North have been inducted into the Department to fill missing spaces left by Sparrow and Pegasus. 
All Agents are henceforth to comply with new documentation procedures due to the overnight disappearance of eighty-seven percent of Department casefile paperwork. The files have been replaced with library books both Muggle and Magical, from which no amount of spellwork has been able to glean any information regarding who placed them there. The theft of classified Department files is to be considered highly dangerous intelligence breach, Priority One. 
[1] Addendum, Agent Pearl: Agent Price has been put on forced, paid leave for the remainder of the week, in consideration of his personal stake in Department upheaval and his own loss. He will return to fully duty shortly.

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Urgent Departmental Notice: January 1st, 2002 

The following staffing changes will come into effect immediately: all casefiles previously assigned to Agents Sparrow and Pegasus are now under the charge of Agents Augurey and Orange. Work previously undertaken by Agent Red will fall to Agents Pearl and Delta at their discretion for the duration of Agent Red’s undercover work (Classified: Obsidian).

In addition, new recruits Agent October (transferred out of the Auror Office at his superior’s request) and Trainee Agent North have been inducted into the Department to fill missing spaces left by Sparrow and Pegasus.

All Agents are henceforth to comply with new documentation procedures due to the overnight disappearance of eighty-seven percent of Department casefile paperwork. The files have been replaced with library books both Muggle and Magical, from which no amount of spellwork has been able to glean any information regarding who placed them there. The theft of classified Department files is to be considered highly dangerous intelligence breach, Priority One.

[1] Addendum, Agent Pearl: Agent Price has been put on forced, paid leave for the remainder of the week, in consideration of his personal stake in Department upheaval and his own loss. He will return to fully duty shortly.


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Agent Sparrow Field Notes: December 31st, 2001 
The following is transcribed in unofficial format on—unfortunately—crumpled newsprint due to extenuating circumstances. In addition, note that the following is transcribed from an unknown location beyond the Veil of Passing, and therefore time and date are approximate, relative to the time last observed in the Department of Mysteries. 
The International Consortium on Magical Equilibrium was on New Year’s Eve interrupted when delegates Krum and Delacour reported a grievance with the Ministry. According to Krum and Delacour’s testimony, deceptively well-crafted decoy wands were returned to them in place of their originals following the Weighing of the Wands ceremony at the Consortium’s inception. Employing techniques developed by former Agent Bluebell, the wands in question (Hornbeam, Rosewood) were tracked to the Department of Mysteries itself and found in my desk, along with a third wand of Elm formerly belonging to one Alastor Moody, deceased. 
I am being framed for theft of personal wands (a primary offense in accordance with Wizengamot charters) as well as, it appears, a much worse offense: the Rosewater curse. 
In the presence of Agents Pegasus, Bluebell, Price, and myself, the origin of the Rosewater curse was rapidly brought to light. Before the advent of his rebirth in 1995, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named had his servants cast a number of fail-safe enchantments in the event that his plans to abduct subject Empire should not come to fruition. The apparent intent was to use the Tri-Wizard cup, an incredibly powerful magical object, to dismantle the fabric of magic itself, drawing enough raw strength to give He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named a physical body once more. The complexity of such an enchantment would of course be astounding, and is not fully understood. The spell was intended to be enacted by the traditional ceremonial ending of the Tri-Wizard Tournament, which would have taken place after all contestants emerged from the labyrinth created for the Third Task if subject Emperor and one Cedric Diggory had not been transported to Little Hangleton. 
The traditional Tri-Wizard closing ceremony involves the participation and spellwork of all contestants, as well as the individual responsible for the Tri-Wizard cup (in this case, an impostor using the wand of Alastor Moody). It was canceled following Cedric Diggory’s death. Whoever has endeavored to frame me for their misdeeds used the Tri-Wizard cup and borrowed wands to enact the Rosewater curse some time in the past three years. Since then, magical equilibrium has been experiencing massive disruptions, accounting for the malfunctioning of the Patented Daydream Chamber and other Department assets. It would appear, however, that the culprit underestimated the damage they would cause, and attempted to disengage the curse and blame its existence on me in one fell swoop. 
I was officially arrested, despite Agent Price’s request for leniency to investigate the matter internally. However, before I was taken into Wizengamot custody, Agent Pegasus caused a distraction by ingesting what I believe was a Weasley’s Wizarding Wheezes Canary Cream. In the midst of the resultant chaos, she led me through the Veil of Passing where we both took refuge. 
The arid landscape on this side of the Veil is strange and incomprehensible. Time seems to move in leaps and bounds. More importantly, the way back through to the Ministry appears to be blocked. Agent Pegasus, having come this way before, claims to have some idea how to proceed. 
There seems to be no other course but to follow her. 
[1] Addendum by Agent Pegasus: Not nearly dramatic enough, Sparrow. You should have written in your own blood.

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Agent Sparrow Field Notes: December 31st, 2001 

The following is transcribed in unofficial format on—unfortunately—crumpled newsprint due to extenuating circumstances. In addition, note that the following is transcribed from an unknown location beyond the Veil of Passing, and therefore time and date are approximate, relative to the time last observed in the Department of Mysteries.

The International Consortium on Magical Equilibrium was on New Year’s Eve interrupted when delegates Krum and Delacour reported a grievance with the Ministry. According to Krum and Delacour’s testimony, deceptively well-crafted decoy wands were returned to them in place of their originals following the Weighing of the Wands ceremony at the Consortium’s inception. Employing techniques developed by former Agent Bluebell, the wands in question (Hornbeam, Rosewood) were tracked to the Department of Mysteries itself and found in my desk, along with a third wand of Elm formerly belonging to one Alastor Moody, deceased.

I am being framed for theft of personal wands (a primary offense in accordance with Wizengamot charters) as well as, it appears, a much worse offense: the Rosewater curse.

In the presence of Agents Pegasus, Bluebell, Price, and myself, the origin of the Rosewater curse was rapidly brought to light. Before the advent of his rebirth in 1995, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named had his servants cast a number of fail-safe enchantments in the event that his plans to abduct subject Empire should not come to fruition. The apparent intent was to use the Tri-Wizard cup, an incredibly powerful magical object, to dismantle the fabric of magic itself, drawing enough raw strength to give He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named a physical body once more. The complexity of such an enchantment would of course be astounding, and is not fully understood. The spell was intended to be enacted by the traditional ceremonial ending of the Tri-Wizard Tournament, which would have taken place after all contestants emerged from the labyrinth created for the Third Task if subject Emperor and one Cedric Diggory had not been transported to Little Hangleton.

The traditional Tri-Wizard closing ceremony involves the participation and spellwork of all contestants, as well as the individual responsible for the Tri-Wizard cup (in this case, an impostor using the wand of Alastor Moody). It was canceled following Cedric Diggory’s death. Whoever has endeavored to frame me for their misdeeds used the Tri-Wizard cup and borrowed wands to enact the Rosewater curse some time in the past three years. Since then, magical equilibrium has been experiencing massive disruptions, accounting for the malfunctioning of the Patented Daydream Chamber and other Department assets. It would appear, however, that the culprit underestimated the damage they would cause, and attempted to disengage the curse and blame its existence on me in one fell swoop.

I was officially arrested, despite Agent Price’s request for leniency to investigate the matter internally. However, before I was taken into Wizengamot custody, Agent Pegasus caused a distraction by ingesting what I believe was a Weasley’s Wizarding Wheezes Canary Cream. In the midst of the resultant chaos, she led me through the Veil of Passing where we both took refuge.

The arid landscape on this side of the Veil is strange and incomprehensible. Time seems to move in leaps and bounds. More importantly, the way back through to the Ministry appears to be blocked. Agent Pegasus, having come this way before, claims to have some idea how to proceed.

There seems to be no other course but to follow her.

[1] Addendum by Agent Pegasus: Not nearly dramatic enough, Sparrow. You should have written in your own blood.


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Agent Sparrow Field Notes: December 28th, 2001 
The first Lethifold to come into existence was the result of a gruesome, unlawful experiment performed by infamous Dark Wizard Herpo the Foul, who subjected his nephew to the Dementor’s Kiss a total of twelve times, always intervening at the last moment and preventing the completion of the Kiss. The victim’s soul was left in such a state of disrepair that it experienced a total collapse. The Dementor present at the time was rendered confused and, unable to consume the soul in question, mistakenly devoured Herpolitus’s nephew instead. The resultant creature became a Lethifold, capable of feeding on human flesh but still deterred by a Patronus. It is widely believed that these experiments sparked Herpolitus’s invention of the Horcrux.

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Agent Sparrow Field Notes: December 28th, 2001

The first Lethifold to come into existence was the result of a gruesome, unlawful experiment performed by infamous Dark Wizard Herpo the Foul, who subjected his nephew to the Dementor’s Kiss a total of twelve times, always intervening at the last moment and preventing the completion of the Kiss. The victim’s soul was left in such a state of disrepair that it experienced a total collapse. The Dementor present at the time was rendered confused and, unable to consume the soul in question, mistakenly devoured Herpolitus’s nephew instead. The resultant creature became a Lethifold, capable of feeding on human flesh but still deterred by a Patronus. It is widely believed that these experiments sparked Herpolitus’s invention of the Horcrux.


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Agent Pegasus Field Report: December 24th, 2001 
An epidemic of the rare magical curse Apraxis Horribilis has stricken the south of Norway. Victims suffer from an inability to move their extremities, until their limbs gradually atrophy, then blacken to cinders. The disease is normally caused by the consumption of expired or poorly brewed potions. The Department’s aid has been requested. All other Agents currently on leave for Christmas dinner. 
I’ve never been to Norway before. I intend to expense as many regional delicacies as possible to the Giltfeather Committee while I’m there.

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Agent Pegasus Field Report: December 24th, 2001 

An epidemic of the rare magical curse Apraxis Horribilis has stricken the south of Norway. Victims suffer from an inability to move their extremities, until their limbs gradually atrophy, then blacken to cinders. The disease is normally caused by the consumption of expired or poorly brewed potions. The Department’s aid has been requested. All other Agents currently on leave for Christmas dinner.

I’ve never been to Norway before. I intend to expense as many regional delicacies as possible to the Giltfeather Committee while I’m there.


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Agent Sparrow Field Report: December 11th, 2001 
Delegates from private and Ministry offices around the globe arrived in London today to partake in the Department of International Magical Cooperation’s Consortium on Magical Equilibrium, in conjunction with the International Confederation of Wizards. Participants of note include Bulgarian representative Viktor Krum of the Bulgarian Ministry’s Department of Magical Athletics, and Fleur Delacour of the Cornwall Society of Advanced Transfiguration. Both aforementioned participants have come under scrutiny by fellow delegates for their involvement in the notorious, disastrous 1994-95 revival of the Tri-Wizard Tournament. However, Krum and Delacour have been cleared of conflict of interest charges with regard to the role the Tournament may have played in the currently observable degradation of magical equilibrium. 
The purpose of the Consortium is to establish a dialogue on the topic of unexplained rise in magical malfunctions and oddities in recent months: storms, spontaneous materializations, disappearances, etc. The Giltfeather Committee, consulting on the case, is looking back at magical history as far as events in the early 1990’s. 
My personal testimony, as one of many student eyewitnesses to the conclusion of the Tri-Wizard Tournament, has been taken down for the official record. The Giltfeather Committee is investigating the possibility that the Death Eater Barty Crouch Jr’s tampering with the Tri-Wizard cup, a powerful and ancient magical artifact, may have had lasting repercussions. 
The traditional swearing-in of Consortium participants, including binding conjuration and weighing of the wands, was conducted this morning without incident. All unencumbered Department Agents have been assigned to Consortium security detail, with the exception of Agent Delta, who is on desk duty following his insubordination in the case of Trinity Alley.

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Agent Sparrow Field Report: December 11th, 2001

Delegates from private and Ministry offices around the globe arrived in London today to partake in the Department of International Magical Cooperation’s Consortium on Magical Equilibrium, in conjunction with the International Confederation of Wizards. Participants of note include Bulgarian representative Viktor Krum of the Bulgarian Ministry’s Department of Magical Athletics, and Fleur Delacour of the Cornwall Society of Advanced Transfiguration. Both aforementioned participants have come under scrutiny by fellow delegates for their involvement in the notorious, disastrous 1994-95 revival of the Tri-Wizard Tournament. However, Krum and Delacour have been cleared of conflict of interest charges with regard to the role the Tournament may have played in the currently observable degradation of magical equilibrium.

The purpose of the Consortium is to establish a dialogue on the topic of unexplained rise in magical malfunctions and oddities in recent months: storms, spontaneous materializations, disappearances, etc. The Giltfeather Committee, consulting on the case, is looking back at magical history as far as events in the early 1990’s.

My personal testimony, as one of many student eyewitnesses to the conclusion of the Tri-Wizard Tournament, has been taken down for the official record. The Giltfeather Committee is investigating the possibility that the Death Eater Barty Crouch Jr’s tampering with the Tri-Wizard cup, a powerful and ancient magical artifact, may have had lasting repercussions.

The traditional swearing-in of Consortium participants, including binding conjuration and weighing of the wands, was conducted this morning without incident. All unencumbered Department Agents have been assigned to Consortium security detail, with the exception of Agent Delta, who is on desk duty following his insubordination in the case of Trinity Alley.


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Agent Price Field Report Copy: December 2nd, 2001 
Prisoner 001, the unidentified wix captured in the course of the Sheffield raids per case-file Pygmalion, has vanished from the Chamber of Old Magic, where he was being kept under top security measures. Following the subject’s lack of response to the rigors of exposure to the Chamber, the enchantments binding him had been increased to include controversial Nurmengard-grade Measures. Included in the report of Agent Clove, who was the only Agent on the premises at the time of the disappearance, the missing warden of Herpolitus’s Magical Sanitarium was glimpsed evading the Department concurrently with the incident. 
A total blackout on media communications has been ordered for the allowable period of twenty-four hours while the Department pursues any potential leads. The prompt apprehension of subject Pygmalion is paramount. He is to be considered armed and threat level Alpha. 
MLE subject Emperor is currently on Honeymoon in the Pyrenees. The Ministry is entreating his swift return and assistance in efforts to canvas for escapees.

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Agent Price Field Report Copy: December 2nd, 2001 

Prisoner 001, the unidentified wix captured in the course of the Sheffield raids per case-file Pygmalion, has vanished from the Chamber of Old Magic, where he was being kept under top security measures. Following the subject’s lack of response to the rigors of exposure to the Chamber, the enchantments binding him had been increased to include controversial Nurmengard-grade Measures. Included in the report of Agent Clove, who was the only Agent on the premises at the time of the disappearance, the missing warden of Herpolitus’s Magical Sanitarium was glimpsed evading the Department concurrently with the incident.

A total blackout on media communications has been ordered for the allowable period of twenty-four hours while the Department pursues any potential leads. The prompt apprehension of subject Pygmalion is paramount. He is to be considered armed and threat level Alpha.

MLE subject Emperor is currently on Honeymoon in the Pyrenees. The Ministry is entreating his swift return and assistance in efforts to canvas for escapees.


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Agent Pegasus Field Notes: November 24th, 2001 
The biennial Department performance review and networking brunch this Friday was interrupted by the spectacular malfunctioning of the Patented Daydream Chamber. A family of giant squids and accompanying swamp teeming with magical aquatic life materialized in the Chamber halfway through the first round of toasts, and rapidly spread to the rest of the Department. The absence of Red, who is as undeniably deft a hand at Charms as he is a bastard, left myself, Sparrow, and Pearl to shoulder the bulk of the struggle to round up the creatures. Our intrepid Head Price was conveniently away on an errand for the Minister at the time.
Luckily, I was able to slip away in the midst of the chaos and remove the rather large quantity of unsanctioned communications between Delta, Sparrow, and Bluebell stored in Delta’s desk to keep them from being damaged by the rising water levels. I was also able to relocate one of the squids to my flat. The flood was contained, and the creatures rounded up and tagged. 
Everything is going according to plan.

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Agent Pegasus Field Notes: November 24th, 2001

The biennial Department performance review and networking brunch this Friday was interrupted by the spectacular malfunctioning of the Patented Daydream Chamber. A family of giant squids and accompanying swamp teeming with magical aquatic life materialized in the Chamber halfway through the first round of toasts, and rapidly spread to the rest of the Department. The absence of Red, who is as undeniably deft a hand at Charms as he is a bastard, left myself, Sparrow, and Pearl to shoulder the bulk of the struggle to round up the creatures. Our intrepid Head Price was conveniently away on an errand for the Minister at the time.

Luckily, I was able to slip away in the midst of the chaos and remove the rather large quantity of unsanctioned communications between Delta, Sparrow, and Bluebell stored in Delta’s desk to keep them from being damaged by the rising water levels. I was also able to relocate one of the squids to my flat. The flood was contained, and the creatures rounded up and tagged.

Everything is going according to plan.