Ministry of Magic, Department of Mysteries.
Although a month and a half had passed since Voldemort's death, many departments had yet to fully resume normal operations.
After all, when Minister Fudge had been captured, those damned invading death eaters had set several fires to create chaos.
Quite a few documents had gone up in flames. That was not something that could be restored in a short time, so it was only natural that work could not proceed normally.
Of course, whether some of those documents had truly been burned by the death eaters was anyone's guess.
After all, who knew why the death eaters would be interested in the official Gobstones club's procurement records for the past fifty years under the Department of Magical Games and Sports, or the Portkey usage records from the Portkey Office of the Department of Magical Transportation?
The latter could barely be explained as setting a fire while stealing Portkeys, but the former... why would a bunch of thugs care about Gobstones, a game that nobody usually paid any attention to?
But none of that mattered. No one was coming to investigate anyway, so it was best to make good use of this heaven-sent chance to write off the accounts.
Only the Department of Mysteries had already fully returned to normal operations.
After all, it was a research department and usually kept a low profile. The Wizards willing to become Unspeakables in the Department of Mysteries were generally deeply passionate about magic.
Even Augustus Rookwood, who had joined the death eaters, had considered reading classical magical texts and exploring all manner of strange, obscure magic to be the greatest hobby of his life.
One reason he had been willing to join the death eaters was that Voldemort had become his faith, and he fought for