by The Urban Blabbermouth
We entered the Topkapi National Museum's jewelry display room at precisely 4:44 pm, a time when visiting patrons are scarcest.
"One minute to go,” I reminded my team. “Start on my signal. Remember everything we..."
KA-BOOM, the building trembled, the alarm klaxons went off, and the security doors started to close. The museum’s security was a combination of Muggle technology and magical wards. The Muggle security system was a physical system, locking steel doors, electric eyes, closed circuit monitors, and the like. The magical wards blocked any spell that would transport an object, allow a witch or wizard to apparate or to pass through walls, and the like.
"What is that?"
"I don't know," I replied, "sounds like an explosion."
"Do you think that someone is trying to steal the Diadem too?" Antonia asked.
"I don't know," I replied, "maybe, maybe not. It could be a gas line exploded, or a terrorist attack, or something else."