(Hogwarts, Pottermore)
Captain Carson nodded. "My gut tells me that this is not the Ministry's doing," she said, draining her cup of tea. She then realized that she was unarmed (she had left her pistol back on the ship to better blend in with the locals). "Hopefully, the very basic defensive spells that I quickly browsed through coupled with the specialized wand I'm using will help."
She then got up and opened the door of the staff room, holding it open for everyone to follow her.
And was promptly overwhelmed with an indescribably foul stench that made her eyes and throat burn. A greenish haze hung in the air. Around her she saw several students with shimmering bubbles around their heads. Those who did didn't know the Bubble-Head Charm resorted to pinching their noses and holding their breath. Thinking quickly, she held her breath and pulled out a red container from inside her robe. Quickly popping the top off and pulling out a plastic hood, she placed the hood over her head and tightened the drawstring.
"Good thing I packed this emergency breather hood," she muttered as she took a breath of the filtered air.
"Peeves!" The voice echoed through the halls and was followed by a hunched over old man, his long stringy grey air wildly swirling around him charging through the green mist. Barely visible above the miasma was the shimmering white form of a wildly cackling ghost. "I knew you're the one who set off all those dungbombs! Not even the Weasleys would set off so many as to fumigate an entire floor!"
"Anyways," Captain Carson said, ignoring the profane argument between Peeves and what she assumed to be the school janitor. "We should head to the fifth floor gargoyle."
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(Myaardi)
Kire began quickly laying down some blocks of stone to cover their escape. He then met up with Angela, Sasha and Clank inside a cave. There was nothing of note except for some blinkroot growing on a bare patch of dirt. And then it suddenly emitted a dim, but visible yellow flash as it started to bloom.
"Okay," he said. "I've sealed up the tunnel so we have some time before those drilling rigs get to us. Right now, we have to get to the surface and let the others know."
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(Mining Operation)
The group continued surveying them. Strangely enough, the operation didn't seem to heavily defended.
"Anyone have any ideas how we can handle this?" Mr. Bigmouth said.
Deimos continued looking. "I'm normally one for going in hot and wrecking s---, but we don't have many weapons with us."