Arc Two: Chapter Thirteen

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"So Ophi, did you get everything," Bella asked once they were in the basement. The basement was dimly lit but had a fresh smell to it. "Of course who do you think I am," Ophelia said arrogantly.

Bella snickered before giving Ophelia a turned up look. "Shall we begin sis,"

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"Yes let's start," Ophelia said. In the basement were long stretched out tables and two blackboards filled with photos, red lines attaching photos and a detailed plan.

The writing on the blackboard was neat and refined. Ophelia looked over at Bella. "Let's look over everything we have shall we," Ophelia said, Bella nodded in response.

"So there has been rumours underground of a new rising Dark Lord, 'Voldemort' after doing some research into him I found out he killed his pureblooded mother during birth and his muggle father during his time in the magical world, at Hogwarts. The half-blooded wizard is a descendant of Salazar Slytherin and is trying to use his special parseltongue abilities to get purebloods to join his cause. " Ophelia said quickly and flipped the board to reveal all the research she had on Voldemort.

"Foolish purebloods have fallen into their tricks. Abraxas Malfoy, Avery, Macmillian, and many more. To not be corrupted by their horrid misconception we will be influencing their children, at Hogwarts. To join our cause. " Ophelia continued.

"Bella please tell me what our cause is," Ophelia said sharply. It was important that she would listen and understand properly after all family or not she is the main poppet of the poppet show. "Our cause is to have purebloods truly stay in power," She answered defiantly, Ophelia signed deeply.

"Bella we talked about this, first things first, unless you feel too proud to be apart of this," I say slyly. Bella perked right up and gritted her teeth slightly. "Our number one aim is to create an underground organisation, which will be in favour of purebloods," Bella said proudly reclaiming her statement.

It was moments like this that made Ophelia realize why Bella was in Slytherin, she had put the pureblood priority first along with the organisation. Intertwining and wanting the sentence as such that Ophelia could not refute.

Ophelia sighed and just shook her head as she went on with their plan.

"The first phase is to start lesser blood rebellions, distractions," Ophelia smirk broadly. "that would keep Dumbledore, the fake dark lord, and the ministry busy enough,"

"Do you have the anger potion?" Ophelia asked. Bella smiled repeating the same words back to her twin "Who do you take me for,"

Ophelia laughed and walked to the table where a map of Diagon alley laid bare. "Before I leave I will transform and turn into Eric Robertin, Muggleborn wizard famously know for his potion concoctions that often go wrong. I'd act like him and pour the potion on every corner of Diagon Alley," Ophelia said confidently.

"Are you sure it will last at least two months till it will start to work?" Ophelia asked again. "Are you doubting my ability sis," Bella countered with teasing underlining her words, Ophelia giggled softly. I would never, " Ophelia said faining innocence.

"The Second phase we need to do is to get all purebloods in school on our side, using the Black name and the promise of wealth, power and blood purity should be enough. If not we could always use our little Nundu to do the talking," Ophelia shared a smirk with Bella.

"Then the third phase, drugging," Bella signed. "How many potions have we created?" Bella asked wrily. They had both spend months making thousands of new potion experiment of which they would only use five. Anger potion and now the control potion.

"We have eight-hundred and forty-seven, I think that the smell of Augurey poop is still stuck in my nose," Ophelia fake gagged.

"I am not making any more that should be enough and if not we will make other students make more of them," Bella said irritated at the memory. Ophelia merely agreed.

Ophelia did not like the idea of strangers having the instructions on how to make such a dangerous potion but, at this point she was desperate.

"Then Phase fours, after all the parents of the purebloods are drugged we will control them to invade the ministry and cause more chaos while the rest get the info we need, and phase five defeat the fake dark lord and getting headquarters for our secret organization outside Hogwarts," Bella said. "We went over this for months I think we are ready besides we need to start to think what we do after, or more like what we can do after with all that power," Bella added, her greed for power shining through.

"We can escape arranged marriages and just the two of us with Cissy, Andy or Solar if they want to join-"

"They will never join the organisation, never!" Ophelia said panicked. I did not want them to get involved with something so dark. It all went wrong they would be save and Bella could save herself. On the other hand, Ophelia had to be careful with Andy who might turn into a blood traitor

"Ophi, why are you so scared it is not like they'll disappoint us-" Bella was interrupted.

"they are too naive, too weak they would not survive," Ophelia said hurridly, Bella frowned but didn't comment on it.

"Let's just continue as we have done before with including them, they are too fragile for such a harsh world," Ophelia added.

Bella nodded like she understood and handed over the anger potion. "it is time to use some of your powers isn't it," Bella said winking. Ophelia sighed and put the potion in her hand as she transformed into a Tabby owl.

With one smooth movement, Bella opened the cover of a small hole just big enough for Ophelia to travel through in owl form. The hole was a tunnel leading to the garden, through the big oak tree.

Ophelia flew out into the garden where Little Solar, Andy and Cissy were playing. Solar looked up and pointed at Ophelia, "Look Andy, Cissy, the Owl is flying away!" Solar screeched with excitements.

Ophelia laughed on the inside trying to piece together their expressions when they find out she was actually their sister in bird form.