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The next morning, Tom didn't receive a message from Lord Potter as he expected, so he headed out to see what was going on.

Druella told him to wait a bit longer, but by the time breakfast ended that morning, the bad feeling Tom has been having just wouldn't go away.

Heading to Slytherin Manor, Tom went straight to the fireplace and floo'd over only to find out that Lord Potter didn't return home last night, which only made Tom's bad feeling worse.

Although, it could be that he just spent the night at the Aurors office in Whitehall...

"F*ck it..." Tom muttered as he floo'd into the Ministry and appeared in the Floo hall, where wizards and witches of all kinds were coming and going in and out of fireplaces lining the walls of the large hall.

Making his way through the halls, Tom went directly to the Auror office, not needing to ask for directions as he's been there before.

Strolling into the crowded office, Tom made his way past every Auror, none of them even moving an inch to stand in his way.

Normally, anyone without permission would be escorted out, but I guess when Lord Tom Riddle comes knocking, not many have the capabilities to show him the door.

Finding a door with Lord Potters name carved into it, Tom gives a quick courtesy knock and strolls right in.

"Who is it..." Lord Potter says grumpily, still tired from being awake most of the night dealing with Tom's package. "Oh, It's you."

"Yup, the one and only." Tom says as he casually pulls up a seat and sits across the desk from Lord Potter.

Sighing to himself, Lord Potter gets up and closes the door, but before that, he sends a menacing glare to every Auror outside that could have easily warned him of Lord Riddles arrival at the very least.

Once Lord Potter took his seat again, Tom looked at him expectantly, but Lord Potter didn't say a word.

"Come on now. Don't leave me hanging." Tom says with a bit of annoyance laced between his word. "I give you some ripe and tasty proof and you can't pay me the courtesy of a message? No, 'thanks, Tom. You really saved us by uncovering this', or even a 'good job we've got your back Lord Riddle'. Nothing?" Tom says with a raised eyebrow.

Lord Potter simply watched Tom's little act and wanted nothing more than to just go home and take a long nap.

"Do you have any idea how much work I've had to do since receiving your proof?" Lord Potter says and gestures to the large pile of papers on his desk. "Also, why did you fail to mention whatever is wrong with that man's face? I had to call an Unspeakable to investigate it."

"I didn't know what it was and knew you would do exactly that once you saw it for yourself. I also dropped a few hints about corruption along the way. Where is my thank you in all of this?" Tom asks.

Lord Potter merely stared at him without saying a word, causing Tom to burst out in a small chuckle.

"Oh, relax. I'm just kidding." Tom laughs. "Though, a thanks would be nice."

"Thank you, Lord Riddle." Lord Potter says with a long sigh.

"See, that wasn't so hard, was it?" Tom says with a small laugh. "Now, jokes aside. What have you found out thus far?"

"We found out enough to know that you're telling the truth. The Unspeakables are still running tests on whatever has happened to the Minister's Assistant, so we won't know anything for a while if ever. Depending on if they choose to disclose their findings. What can we do to help?" Lord Potter asked.

"Oh, that's good." Tom nods happily. "First, you need to help me get a small army into this very building."

Hearing Toms words, Lord Potter sinks into his chair with a contemplative look on his face.

"I don't know if I can do that..." He says, knowing that he can do it, but unsure if he should.

"Can or won't?" Tom asks, knowing the Aurors handle the security of the Ministry.

"That depends where this army go and what will they will do? In fact, where did you get an army from in the first place?" Lord Potter asks.

"They are Sorcerers from Tibet. A group of self-made magicals similar to ourselves, except they are all muggles." A distorted voice says from behind Tom.

Turning around, Tom found a man wearing all black with a mask hiding his face standing near the closed door.

"Unspeakable, I presume?" Tom asks as he's never met one before.

"Yes, hello Lord Riddle." The Unspeakable says respectfully.

"Hello, I must say that I'm impressed that the Department of Mysteries knows of Kamar-Taj." Tom nods towards the masked man.

"Thank you for the praise, My Lord." The Unspeakable says amiably.

"Just Tom is fine. I have great respect for an organization that can remain as mysterious as yours." Tom says.

Not knowing the extent of what the Unspeakables know, Tom decides to cozy up to their side and find out.

"Of course, Tom." The man says in his distorted voice.

"You want me to allow foreign magicals into the headquarters of our government?" Lord Potter asked unconvinced.

"Well, when you put it like that it sounds a lot worse than it really is..." Tom says with a roll of his eyes.

"Can't we just handle this in-house? With your help along with my Aurors, we can take down the Minister easily." Lord Potter argues.

"It's not that simple..." Tom says.

"Why isn't it that simple?" Lord Potter asks back.

Suddenly, a rumbling sound could be heard and the building began to shake as if an earthquake was happening.

"That's why..."