"Jane.." Jane Howard was Damian Pendragon's counterpart in the Death Chamber. Representing life and death respectively, it was all very melodramatic, but the Department of Mysteries was a dramatic place. You should see the Love Chamber around Valentine's Day.
The last time the two unspeakables' had seen each other, Jane was suffering from a cursed artifact induced case of acute hydromania, and Damian was being dragged off to be a political prisoner. At the bottom of the ocean, the wily wizard had plenty of time to think about what he would say when they were in the same room again. But, as always, Jane was all business, and when she dangled a mystery in front of his nose, so was he. There was a reason his patronus was a hound dog. "It's said, "Never attribute to malice that which is adequately explained by stupidity." " Damian said, crouching near one of the containers in the hope of finding something beyond the obvious before the scene was further trampled. "To me, that tells me that you can properly hide misdeeds with perceived incompetence."
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