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The leather clad man's arms were crossed, and he often glared angrily about him with his piercing sharp eyes as he strode down the muggle choked street in London proper. The woman, blond and quite pretty, walked by his side, looking about with interest and open curiosity.
Dumbledore stealthily followed the pair, though it was certainly a difficult magical feat with so many muggles about. He silently observed and missed nothing of the leather clad man's behavior. Nor the woman's, who was called "Rose".
As they made their way within the vegetation laden area, the Doctor deftly weaved and lead Rose about the street in nearly a dance, much like he had done with Severus and himself within Diagon Alley several hours earlier.
Before long, they dove into a dark narrow crevice of an alley way just across the street from curiously clean pub which served as the entrance to the wizarding world.
"Rose, Listen to me and do what I say. I want you to wait for me inside that pub."
"Wha' pub..?"
The Doctor pointed the way with a sharp nod.
"That.. The Leaky Cauldron."
Rose looked about her like Dumbledore had seen Muggles do often enough, in bewilderment as they searched the street for the sign they couldn't see. Surprisingly, the confusion lasted but a moment.
"Oh. Right." Rose said, and looked directly at the pub that served at the entrance to the wizarding world. "Wait. If you're making bait, um, what're you gonna do? With it I mean?"
"Draw it out of course." The Doctor said.
"Here?" Rose demanded. "The street's full of people.."
Rose glanced over at a staggering once-man with a face covered in green fuzz."Well they WERE people, but there's probably plenty o' others who're still...not green."
She looked back at the Doctor, and Dumbledore saw the man scowl.
"I'm trying to save this planet, filled with no less than 6 billion stupid apes-- no offense-- from being devoured by this vicious guardian plant. I hope not to do it, but one city on this rock is.. "
"It's just a plant." Rose protested, and looked down a moment. Then took a breath. "C-can't you find a place that's a little less crowded than this to draw..."
"Just a..! I'll have you know this.. plant.. was created and used extensively in the last Great Time War against my people. I have no idea how it of all things got out of the time lock. And if that's not enough to do, there's also stopping an invasion by Judoon from happening.."
"Wait...! Uh.. Judoon?"
"Mercenaries. They'll be here as soon as they manage to detect that type 2 perception filter's energy signature. It's rare enough now that clause 374 of the Shadow Proclamation will be immediately invoked, and trust me when I say the last thing you lot need is to have them here right now blasting things to bits, killing, enslaving, while the platoons look about for it. This planet is barely a class five, but it'll all be a completely legal action."
Dumbledore struggled to listen as he eased himself by a particularly large patch of the strange green plant. High above him, within the thick weaving of vines was a flashing light. It strongly reminded him of the sort that had been placed upon a kind of box used by Muggle authorities decades prior.
Before he could ponder that much, a wriggling tendril of the plant reached in his direction. He ducked a swiping plant life, back creaking in protest as he narrowly missed the thorns; however, they did manage to snag on his heavily disguised beard.
He freed himself easily, with a greasy unspoken spell upon his own hair; The strange plant seem non-the-wiser of its escaped prey.
One hand cupped at his aching back, he decided then to leave further observations of the Doctor to younger wizards. As he turned in place to apparate away, intending to get treatment for his injury, he could not help but look over at the two crouched companionly in the dark alley.
He supposed that the young woman called Rose wasn't quite as "Muggle" as she looked.
Sent via a stray supercharged nano particle of unobtainium....
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