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With the muggleborns in charge, nothing has really changed since the Battle of Hogwarts. The sides have been switched with those bearing old family names being discriminated against. Once again the revolution is upon us. What side will go to the darkest places to get what they want? Will it be yours?

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Richard Morrigan

Ministry of Magic

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Mar 22 2018, 07:25 PM
Once again, Richard found himself approaching the Selwyn Manor. As usual, his gait slowed as he approached the home and took in the beauty of the gardens. Normally a visit of this nature was a good thing, but now the frustration rolled off him in almost visible waves. The papers that Desmonda had given him were tucked under his arms as he approached the door.

It should have occurred to him that the Ministry wouldn’t sit back forever and just let them go on with their plans. Somehow, though, it surprised him that they’d managed to put something together as quickly as they had. Stewart’s Ministry seemed to be able to move significantly faster than other administrations and that wasn’t a good thing as far as Richard was concerned. It was strange to think it, but he longed for the days of incompetent, lazy bureaucrats.

At least then, they’d be able to act unopposed.

With a shake of his head, he stepped up and knocked on the door.

Drucilla Selwyn
Dec 4 2017, 04:02 PM

Through the Great Hall, the rooms branched off. To the right was the Gallery that looked down onto the Courtyard. To the left, the doors opened into Ballroom. The ballroom was lit by charmed chandeliers and an octet was set up off to the side of the room to provide music for the evening's entertainment. At the end of the long room were two doors that opened out onto the balcony for those who wanted a bit of cool, fresh air from the warmth of the Ballroom.

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Dec 4 2017, 03:56 PM

At the top of the stairs leading down into the Courtyard, everyone was greeted enthusiastically and welcomed to the gathering. Just off to the side, they were ushered into the Great Hall. A large fire roared in the fireplace and a long table was set up for the meal. Until it was time, however, small tables lined the wall bearing hors d'oeuvres.

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Dec 4 2017, 03:47 PM

Even as the snow fell outside the Caer and settled into a heavy blanket on the trees, the interior courtyard was protected by several layers of charms and wards. The temperature was pleasantly warm for anyone who felt like taking advantage of the beautiful night to catch up with friends or to make new acquaintances.

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Sep 5 2017, 03:57 PM
The invitation from Drucilla Selwyn, to come for a visit, had come as something of a surprise. Richard was well familiar with the woman, they’d briefly served together on the Wizengamot and they’d gotten along rather well. Honestly though, that was to be expected. They were of the same breeding and on the same page as to where they wanted their world to go. It had been fun to work alongside of her. She’d been far more entertaining than her son had been proven to be; which wasn’t to say her son wasn’t a fantastic ally, he was just far less entertaining and forceful a personality.

There had been precious little time for him to keep in contact with her in the years since she’d left the halls of the Wizengamot and that free time had been getting less and less prevalent as the muggleborn took over the levers of government. It had become all he could do to try and slow things down and then – with the latest coup – he’d even lost the power to do that much. With the loss of his position as Chief Warlock, he was relegated to sitting on the sidelines and watching things advance while desperately looking around for something to throw in the way as even a speedbump.

He could only hope that was what Drucilla had contacted him about. She hadn’t seemed to be taking too great an interest in what was going on in the halls of the Ministry since she left – though, with a family of her size he couldn’t say he blamed her. But he could desperately use her help for what it seemed was going to have to be the next step.

As such, he’d kept his eye on the clock and at the appointed time of their meeting he stepped gracefully out from the floo into the entry hall of her home with a bright smile.

Drucilla Selwyn
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