Antwone stepped into the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures to much surprised. There seemed to be no one there and some of the cubicles were gathering dust.

Maybe I'm in the wrong room? he thought to himself.

He walked through the office and passed the bulletin boards. There had been postings of court dates on various magical creatures: a forest troll whom bludgeoned a muggle to near death, a Peruvian Vipertooth that had caused a small fire in Richmond Park, and a werewolf attack two months ago in Waterloo.

He took particular notice to the last posting on the board and knew exactly what the incident had been and whom was involved. He shook it off and looked around the office again.

Perhaps they've all gone to a meeting.

Antwone set his briefcase on one of the unoccupied desks and took off his tattered cloak and set it on a self-racking coat hangar. He withdrew his wand and mutter "Scourgify" wiping his desk clean. The lamps in the room were also a tad dark so he flicked his wand hand's wrist and enchanted "Lumos Maxima." In a flash, all the lights flickered with a bit more light.

Antwone nodded to himself with self-approval and turned on his heel to register himself officially in the filing cabinet.