In an effort to boost goodwill with Neo Gotham, some of Stripetail's artifacts and treasure were on display at the Gotham Museum of Arts. Thanks to their extremely high value and potentially dangerous nature, they were under heavy guard from both Gotham PD and Stripetail's own retinue. Regardless, many patrons admired the artifacts the Seer had amassed over his milleneia of experience. Everything ranging from a ceremonial mawashi presented to him by the god-king of Mawashi, Ozai to the exotic metal wands gifted to him by a certain Captain Carson were on display.

Of course, not all the patrons were benign. One of them was a burly well-dressed man admiring a green levitating statuette whose placard stated that it was from Weyard and carved from a single piece of zol, a material unique to that planet that naturally levitated. This was King, patriarch of the Royal Flush Gang.

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The outskirts of Neo Gotham were what could charitably called "a mess". Blammo's bombing spree had reduced many buildings to burnt out hulks and made construction nearly impossible thanks to all the ordnance left behind. Pfish and Chip as well as the DZ. Blammo had been captured and was now safely stowed inside DZ's armored hull but the trio were still busy cleaning up after him.

"That f---ing clown!" Chip shouted, kicking an ash covered lump of concrete down the road.

"Well, we are getting paid to clean this up," Pfish replied.

"We've spent the past few weeks trying to catch him! And every time we disarm one of his bombs, he goes and blows something else up!"

DZ then interrupted as he reached inside his armored compartment and pulled out the aforementioned clown, now tightly wrapped in his own clothes. "Well, we have him and all we have to do is deliver him." The clown was then unceremoniously shoved back into the compartment.

(Myaardi)

Deimos took up a position atop one of the walls and started sniping the goblins. He stared as boulder teleported out of a boulder statue and crushed several goblins.

The humanoid cyborg was next to him and fighting with a deadly combination of rockets and grenades. Both of which were fired from his arm mounted cannon.

"Does this happen often?" Deimos asked, shooting a goblin trying to breach one of the houses.

"Define often." A rocket intercepted a shadowflame apparition that was launched from a summoner standing in midair a few hundred feet from them.

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The dark skinned man, who gave his name as Brimst, was fighting alongside Ratchet. His bizarre shark gun proved to be surprisingly effective as a torrent of bullets tore into the approaching goblins

A flaming spear plunged from the sky and skewered a goblin who was flying over them and trying to draw a bead on Ratchet with a harpoon gun.

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Inside the castle, there was combat as goblins had broken down one of the doors. And everyone got involved. Even those who were the least expected to fight. Most striking was a man in a red hat who gave his name as Edgar and who stated that he specialized in clothing. A goblin who got too close to him learned that the hard way when a skull made of purple flame shot forth from his hand and burned the goblin with the same weapon they had used — the supernatural purple fire known as shadowflame. In particular, they seemed to have a particular distaste for one of the goblins who was standing on of the balconies and lobbing spiked balls at the invaders. Alongside him was a woman in a yellow jumpsuit who was using her wrench to bat away any projectiles.

Even the youngest member, Jimmy was helping to defend the castle as he alternated between throwing frost daggerfish and using some grotesque fish as an acid cannon. He ducked under the balcony as a harpoon crashed into the wall next to him. He peered out from between the banister and squeezed the fish's side, causing a bubble of acid that drifted towards the harpoon gunner...and burst, showering the goblin with acid.

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(Pottermore)

Captain Carson was reading an issue of the Daily Prophet. The main article was regarding the increased security in Diagon Alley and a possible ban on the parents of Muggleborn mages.

Inque had seen The Seer stop the collapse of an entire building so she simply reverted to liquid form and dripped down the back side of the ruined building. Once inside the alleyway, she took the form of a small black dog and scampered out into the street.

Meanwhile, a crowd had gathered in awe of the sheer power Stripetail displayed. Of course, they assumed him to be another superhero.

Inque saw Stripetail and Batman. She was now in her stylized combat form — a faceless black humanoid. "Decided to bring a friend along?" she said. "No matter, I'll kill him as well!"

Her arms extended into spikes and shot towards Batman and Stripetail at alarming speed...only to splash harmlessly into liquid against Stripetail's shield. Seeing as that was useless, she again took a liquid form and darted into the scaffolding. The snapping and creaking of stressed metal was heard as she forced her way into the metal scaffolding and expanded, tearing them apart and causing the structure to precariously lean.

Unfortunately, tickets for the Hogwarts Express were not sold as the invitation letter sent to prospective students also pulled double duty as the ticket. Captain Carson looked around and noticed that no one was selling tickets nor did she see any ticket machines. "We'll have to try something else, Gabumon," she whispered. "It doesn't look like they use tickets."

"What now, do we sneak aboard?" Ms. Swimmer asked.

"I'd prefer less...troublesome methods first." The woman looked at Stripetail to see if he'd weigh in on the conundrum.

Captain Carson looked around and tried to follow the boy through. To her surprise, she stepped into another platform in Crux Regis. A sign overhead read "Platform Nine and Three Quarters".

"Well, color me surprised," she muttered. All around her were witches and wizards of varying ages.

She took a look at her note and to her surprise, the note now read "Hogwarts Express". The woman looked around. The platform had the same style of shops selling various items but they were of a more...esoteric nature. Things like small travel size pepperup potions, chocolate frogs and the like.

Her heart skipped a beat as she saw some men and women in the signature Auror's robes patrolling. Thankfully, they hadn't caught onto her group's disguise.

It was then that someone got up and left a newspaper on a bench. Immediately aware of its value for intelligence, she picked it up.

"Lord Stripetail, I think we may be onto something," she said, showing the paper to the him. The paper was an issue of The Daily Prophet with a headline talking about the Hogwarts students club, Society Against Magical Abuse of Muggles (SAMAM).

As Captain Carson had neglected to hold her breath or close her eyes when traveling via Floo as was recommended, she ended up getting a face full of soot. She took a tissue out of her pocket and blew her nose. "Well, that was something I'd rather not repeat," she said.

Ms. Swimmer fared slightly better, her oversized robe and hood giving her a degree of protection from the soot. "Same here," she added.

Crux Regis was relatively busy at this time with passengers and businesspeople boarding and exiting modern subway trains.

Captain Carson said nothing but remained observant. She was acutely aware of the normally dressed people giving her group strange looks; she just wasn't sure if it was due to their odd clothing or if they could see the inhuman features of Ms. Swimmer, Spyro and Cynder.

A helpful sign pointed the way to Platform Nine. They passed by a kiosk selling all sorts of sundry items like newspapers and snacks.

Platform Nine was not as busy as the other platforms. Indeed, with the kiosks present selling various knicknacks and buskers, it appeared that this platform was more popular with tourists. A quick check on an electronic board confirmed it with the trains stopping at various tourist destinations in and around Londinium.

"Okay, we look for that woman with the pink necklace and brooch," Captain Carson said.

Captain Carson nodded. "I'd normally ask for help with the local authorities in chasing down Chong. But at this point, I'm happy if they'll leave us alone."

"We should get going. No telling how long the person we're going to be talking to will be there," Ms. Swimmer added.

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The trip to Londinium was uneventful. As they were dressed in the outfits of magicfolk, they had to take care to use magical means of transport. Luckily, the Aurors had not completely shut down the entire floo network. But the single functioning floo fireplace was located at an Auror outpost.

"What is your business and your location of travel?" the Auror operating the floo fireplace demanded, looking over the retinue. The floo fireplace was an unremarkable brick and stone fireplace with a moderate sized fire within. Two men with dragon hide gloves and equipped with wands and fireplace pokers operated the fire.

Captain Carson stepped back to allow Stripetail to handle this; she was not in the mood to get obliviated again.

The two Aurors nodded and exited Minister Fudge's office.

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Meanwhile, Auror Firch was looking over Daniel Lawder's criminal record. It was a lengthy one with mostly harassment — namely sending stacks of howlers to local Auror offices — and breaches of the Statute of Secrecy. It was only recently that the wizard had escalated his tactics to much nastier means. Currently, he was being tried for sending an envelope full of bubotuber pus along with a threat that the next envelope will have a mandrake root in it to one of the Aurors who had arrested Carlotta Pinkstone.

"Auror Firch."

The aforementioned Auror turned his head and saw one of the Aurors who had been meeting with Minister Fudge. "Yes, what brings you here?"

"Minister Fudge wishes to speak to you regarding the disposition of Daniel Lawder," the Auror said.

Auror Firch picked up the parchment he was looking at and apparated to outside the Minister's office. He then knocked on the door.

Captain Carson shook her head. "Six years for performing magic within sight of non-magicals... I would normally say we get off this planet but my suspicions are that Chong is somewhere here and we cannot leave him to his own devices. For all we know, he could be colluding with the government."

Ms. Swimmer tapped her fingers on the table. "This is ridic—"

There was a knock on the door. Ms. Swimmer got her staff ready and Captain Carson drew her pistol.

The Saurolophus tapped her staff on the ground and a shimmering barrier rose up as she took the first steps towards the door. She opened it and to her surprise, there was a simple envelope addressed from "Carlotta Pinkstone". Ms. Swimmer gingerly picked up the envelope and opened it. Inside was a manifesto railing against Minister Fudge, the Statute of Secrecy and Carlotta Pinkstone's sentence. There was also a mention to meet at Platform Nine  in Crux Regis station in Londinium and look for the woman wearing a pink stone brooch and pink stone necklace.

Captain Carson holstered her pistol and looked at the note. "I think we should have been a bit more careful," she said with a scowl. "Someone's been listening on us. We were very lucky that they appear to be on our side or at least neutral. Normally, I'd call this a trap but something tells me that we should investigate this."