"I'll handle this," McGonagall said curtly. "In the mean time,
here's a portkey for you all to use. Time is not on our
side."
Albuquerque and the others took hold of the portkey, and at the
count of three, they were transported to the Football Association
building. The once-opulent structure looked as if it had been the
victim of an atomic bomb blast.
The Order members saw the FA's chief executive been shackled and
brought towards a cage by some Black Knives. Before they could make
any move, they came face to face with the Black Knives' Chief of
Staff, Lord Nelstar.
"Hahaha, I've been expecting you," he sneered.
"We have a mission to complete," Albuquerque retorted. "And you are
in the way of our success."
Nelstar drew his sword. "Kill me if you dare," he taunted the Order
members.
Before Albuquerque's group could respond, another group of Order
members came running in their direction. "Cell group Charlie
reporting," its leader announced. "This is Sadie O'Brien."
Nelstar took one look at the two cell groups assembled before him
and gave a start. He took out a whistle and blew three times.
Immediately, several Black Knife assassins appeared from nowhere.
"Let the fight begin," he declared.
Immediately, a massive free-for-all broke out. The scene was like a
war zone, with a mess of enemy combatants at each other's throats.
The Black Knife fighters were no match for the Order of the
Phoenix, and Nelstar had to admit defeat.
He tried to run away, but was speared in the back by Krobeen.
Nelstar turned around and came face to face with his attacker.
"Krobeen... I have had... the pleasure of meeting your father..."
he gasped. Those were Nelstar's last words, and he fell to the
ground dead almost immediately.
"The cage! Get the cage!" shouted Albuquerque. Everybody turned in
the direction of the cage containing the CEO of the FA. It was
locked. O'Brien removed her hairpin, slipped it into the lock and
turned it. There was a click, and the poor man was free.
With the CEO of the FA free at last, they returned to the safe
house using the same portkey. Upon return, they found McGonagall
waiting anxiously for them.
"Thank goodness he is safe," she sighed. "The CEO of the FA was
theone who sought my advice two weeks ago regarding troublemakers
at the United-Athletic derby. Someone tipped him off that the Black
Knives would be trying to sabotage the game."
"Well, someone from the FA must have told the Black Knives that the
CEO was in contact with you," O'Brien said. "The place was swarming
with Black Knife assassins when I got there."
"I guessed as much, so I sent you down to reinforce Albuquerque's
group," McGonagall said. "So you folks took Nelstar down, didn't
you? He was one of their best commanders."