Investigation - Laurena Reinstadtler

[Leon Becker]

Leon opened the door to the interrogation room, dozens of charms and spells that meant that the door only opened for those the magic recognised to be authorised to enter. Which at the moment was him and only him.

The door swung open to reveal a padded cell-like room with nothing in it but a white table and a pair of white chairs. Both the chairs and the table were fused to the floor, they were plastic that had literally been 'grown' from the floor. To make it the most secure enviroment possible the cell was warded with seventeen layers of runic barriers. Barriers that relied only on the runes so there was no way to disrupt the anit-magic barriers without destroying the rune stones.

Which was buried fourteen feet below the ground.

Neither Leon nor the interviewee were capable of any magic in here. It was an odd feeling but in essence it was like their magical cores had ceased to exist. He sat down opposite the room's only other occupant as the door closed firmly,

"Good morning Laurena. I have a few questions for you."

[Laurena Reinstadtler]

Laurena entered the room, just after the Gott des Assistenten opened the door. She looked around. It was as if all her magic disappeared, and they were only in some sort of place full of Muggles. It was a very odd feeling.

She looked around and saw a table and two chairs, which was probably for the Gott des Assistenten and herself, which were both white.

After Laurena heard the question that the minister asked, she suddenly thought of one thing: why was she here? She was only a Healer, and the Owl had said 'Ministry Workers'. Or maybe she was already getting used to how Muggles operate. "Mm... yes, good morning," she replied. "Questions... for?"