Arc Two: Chapter Sixteen

All hell had broken loose in the ministry. There had been a case of muggle-born drugging wizards in Diagon alley. They had yet to uncover how but multiple people had already testified to seeing a particular man with big wide glasses hovering with a weird potion on street corners.

The headlines were huge and the Hogwarts was divided. Divided between Purebloods and muggle-borns. Ophelia held the paper in her hand as she sipped her tea. "Muggleborn wizard is the cause of the anger terrors" "Muggleborn wizards are taking on hate actions," and more.

Ophelia felt a smirk forming on her face as she looked at her old self. Petunia Evans had secretly gone to Diagon Alley and bought a newspaper. From my mirror which I had placed on different sides of Diagon Alley Petunia Evans, who read the paper emotionlessly. She sat in the leaky cauldron. Her faces revealed nothing but Ophelia knew better than to just look at her face. Ophelia looked at her hand holding her metal spoon there was so much pressure put onto it that is looked like it could break any second.

The real question was how would her old self fix this situation. Ophelia had already done her damage and already proven her power as the head of the Pureblood organisation. The newspaper outlets were all against the muggle-borns and if Ophelia created enough instances she would be able to drive out muggle-borns to the pure bottom of society. They would not be trusted nor allowed to even get a regular ministry job. If Ophelia went on like this she would be able to make sure Petunia never enters the wizarding world.

Ophelia felt a small smirk at the fact that she could make it hard on her old self. Frank had not said that she could not interfere with her old self so all would be okay. Ophelia relished in the appearance of her old self. She probably thought that her appearance was the reason as to why the wizarding world was changing and she had no clue how to fix it.

Ophelia knew she had to feel bad for making it so hard on her past self and driving muggle-borns the bottom if they weren't already. But she could not make herself feel bad. She only felt powerful and proud of her accomplishments.

She would be holding another meeting that night and already sent her message through her bracelet. It was time for their second task. Ophelia finished her tea and walked towards Bella who was 'socializing' with some fifth years that looked my way a little too long at dinner yesterday.

"I hope to not see this again," Bella said as she looked at the pale faces with a dark smirk. Ophelia just tapped her shoulder and nodded at her. It would be time to go to my potions lesson with Professor Slughorn. One thing did bother Ophelia, she would have to marry someone in the future to make sure Bella did not need to.

Ophelia had already tried to play the "Bella will not marry anyone because she needs to look after me" card but Ophelia's Parents just laughed at her foolishness. They said that if Ophelia married then Bella did not have too. Ophelia knew they were joking but little did they know that she had already put most things in place.

This, however, was just her back up plan. Ophelia knew one loophole to get out of a marriage and she knew what the headline would look like. "Sister's Black are taking over,"

"Phase four will begin tonight," Ophelia said mysteriously before giving Bella a little wink. Bella cackled loudly and smirk back. "Of course it will," Bella said confidently before they enter the potions room.

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It was pitch dark outside of Hogwarts and Ophelia knew that the Ravenclaw and Slytherin prefects and head boy were on duty meaning that she could walk without getting into any trouble. All the stairways and floors by the Room of Requirement were "watched" by the head boy and Slytherin prefects as well as Ravenclaw prefects.

Ophelia walked with her hood on to be sure and was confident in her step. She and Bella had decided to go together for the fact that if a teacher did somehow see them they could ask like they were lost and trying to get to the hospital wing.

All Ophelia had to them was smile weekly. Ophelia looked at Bella who was not wearing a robe nor covering herself. She was confident and prideful. Ophelia knew that Bella would partly want to get caught. She wanted to tell the teachers to show her power.

Luckily Ophelia was there to keep her in check. Ophelia turned around while nudging for Bella to open the doors of the Room of requirement. Bella grunted unladylike but did so and in they went. the room was already filled and Ophelia did not uncover her hood she merely walked in a steady pace to her throne.

The real reason why Ophelia did not reveal her face and immediately sat down on the luxurious chair was that she felt exhausted. Bella pretended to be the hands of the organisation and Ophelia the brain. But in reality, both were playing the part. They were equals and they acted like this in front a crowd to cover up Ophelia's weakness.

"It is time for your second task," Ophelia said and she swished her wand revealing all the potions which she had been hiding with a spell while they floated behind her. These were the control potions and she got ready to explain.

"This task includes giving this potion to your parents once you leave Hogwarts for the autumn vacation up ahead in three weeks. It had been a while since I last called for you all for the very first time. However, it is important that you all remember this task and executes it well, because if you do you shall be moved up in ranks." Ophelia said.

She let the room murmur and whisper. They clearly did not know that there were ranks. "The higher you are in rank the more favours and the greater favours you can ask. these favours can be simply like teaching a spell or hard like murdering a whole family. You are allowed to request favour and the whole room shall have to help you if need be. But I or Bellatrix shall be the ones completing the favours to satisfactory." Ophelia smiled

"Remember, however, once you asked a favour you can not take it back to change it, it shall stay the same until you have a chance to request another favour. Those who do extremely well shall be greatly rewarded now let Bellatrix explain your task," Ophelia said with a loud and clear voice.