"All right, we'll settle on that general approach for the Talent Introduction Plan for now."
Douglas tapped the table.
"Next, let's discuss the actual operation."
He picked up his wand and drew a circle around the model of Azkaban. A ring of golden light appeared.
"It'll just be the four of us on-site. This is a precision raid. More people would only make things more likely to go wrong."
Four people.
To empty out all of Azkaban.
Bill instinctively looked at Sirius and Lupin, only to find that neither was afraid. In fact, both were excited... Well, neither was the quiet sort.
"Step one: surveillance."
Douglas held up one finger.
"We don't know when the Death Eaters will come, so they could drop in for a family visit at any time.
"The intelligence says the fifteenth, but our upperclassman Tom has been a little erratic lately. Nobody can guarantee he won't suddenly decide to surprise his old followers ahead of schedule."
"Padfoot, this one's yours. You'll need to set up Alert Devices on every island with a landing spot within fifty nautical miles."
"Leave it to me."
Sirius lounged against the back of his chair, twirling his wand, one corner of his mouth lifting.
"I lived in that hellhole for twelve years. Nobody knows how the sea winds blow out there better than I do. If even a whiff of Dark Magic comes close, I'll smell it."
"Good."
Douglas nodded and turned his gaze to Lupin.
"Step two is the most technically demanding. We're going to turn Azkaban into a completely isolated island."
"Cut off communications?"
Lupin immediately grasped the point. He frowned at the black dots representing Dementors on the map.
"Douglas, Dementors might not have owls, but they have an ancient Magical Contract with the Ministry of Magic.