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Chapter 49: 49. Something's Cooking

All of the Slytherin and Gryffindor boys were walking slowly that day, so as not to have their short skirts shame them. It was the funniest event in Hogwarts in many years.

Magnus was delightfully enjoying the agony on the face of Lucius and his followers. Their pure-blood talk seemed meaningless when they wore clothes like these.

The teachers had their fun too. Whenever someone would misbehave in the class, the teacher would call boys with the prefix Miss instead of mister. Though it was only Slughorn and Flitwick who did it. McGonagall straight-up threatened them to extend the prank charm to last a week.

It was good times with the boys. Monday came to an end with big laughs. But the next day, when the Daily Prophet arrived in the morning at the breakfast hall, all students forgot to eat and instead gawked at the news.

[News]

BATTLE OF DIAGON ALLEY

His Majesty, Magnus Grant Emrys Pendragon, attacked by death eaters in broad daylight just outside the bank. His Majesty bravely fought and defeated 7 out of 10 criminals, of whom 3 were confirmed to be death eaters. One of them was identified to be from Avery House. His Majesty faced and stopped the direct attack of the killing cure with his majestic swords. It is to be noted, the curse was cast by the Patriarch of Avery House.

But this did come at a price. Many aurors lost their lives, veteran auror, Alastor Moody lost his one leg too. There was widespread destruction in the market, but His Majesty, Pendragon, has graciously agreed to pay for all the damages.

Following is the interview of His Majesty before the attack occurred.

...

As you read, from his majesty's words, it can be said that he truly is the Merlin's reincarnate. He holds the values of the real Order of Merlin, and the British magical world should be delighted to have him as a part.

On the other hand, because of this attack, the ministry has come under great pressure and they have started harsher hunts for the Death Eaters. It is yet to be seen what changes will come from these actions of the ministry.

Rita Skeeter,

Senior Journalist.

[News Ends]

Slowly, everyone was done reading this and the hall became loud with so much chatter.

Ragnar pulled Magnus' robes, "You stopped a killing curse?"

Most 1st years actually had no idea what a killing curse was, but it had "killing" word involved so it must be bad. But Ragnar and Snape knew it.

"With my swords," Magnus answered while continuing to eat.

"Where are they?" Snape inquired. He's absolutely want to study a sword that can stop such a curse.

"It's a secret, I'll show you later tonight. Also, don't mind all these articles. They are going to be writing too much stuff about me as time goes on." He clarified.

Magnus looked at Dumbledore who sat at the teacher's table. He nodded towards Magnus. It seems, he was pushing to make him appear as if some kind of big saviour.

Magnus then turned to his left and looked at Lucius, who seemed to appear angered. Because there was another article below the last one, telling how Magnus broke Lucius' arm during arm wrestling. Students of other houses chuckled pointing towards him, which was a very shameful experience for him.

Magnus held his chuckle. He had no sympathy for Lucius, even less so after hearing the backstory of Ragnar. Those who align themselves with the Death Eaters share the same sins as them.

"Let's go. It's the charms class, my favourite." Magnus got up.

Ragnar's shoulder plumped. "I hate Charms."

"Come on, today we will be practising the Fire Making charm." Magnus excitedly said.

"Quack?"

Hearing the word fire, Duck also got excited for some reason.

Snape scoffed, "Huh, you already know these charms, why even waste time?"

"To make memories..." Magnus replied and went to the class.

...

Magnus had left, but Lucius and his gang remained seated. They were collectively called Gang Of Slytherin. There were more than 20 of them, but 6 were the leaders. They were.

1. Lucius Malfoy - 7th year

2. Gasper Avery - 7th Year

3. Narcissa Black - 6th Year

4. Evan Rosier - 5th Year

5. Mulciber II - 4th Year

6. Wilks - 3rd Year

These were all pure-bloods, belonging to influential families. But all they did in school was target muggle-born and so-called blood traitors.

"It was that Pendragon, I know it. Only he was unaffected by what happened yesterday. Only he did not have a skirt." Mulciber raged.

"We need to do something. That bastard got my father caught. He'll be sent to Azkaban now." Gasper Avery said.

Lucius stayed quiet for now. Narcissa too as she did not like talking about this topic. She was still contemplating if she had chosen the right path for her future.

Lucius raised his hand to make them stop speaking. "We cannot harm him. The ministry gives too much importance to him, I am sure, the school administration would do the same. But, as the Talking hat said, he has the values of all 4 houses. This means he is loyal to his friends.

"To hurt him, we break his friends. Do not target Snape, he is a good potion maker. We can use him. Oroboros, on the other hand, his family was murdered by Death Eaters because they were blood traitors. I'm sure he won't join us in this life. Target him. When nobody is nearby, beat him up. But do not be seen."

"Are you sure about this? They are 1st-year kids." Narcissa asked.

"He's a blood traitor, this is justice," Lucius replied.

"So are we going to let that boy go? My father will be tortured because of him, Lucius." Avery argued.

"I know, Dark Lord must have a plan to get him out. As for Pendragon, we will find other ways to get to him. Go to your classes now." He ordered.

...

In the meantime, Magnus had no idea that someone was trying to mess with him and wanted to make him show his other flawless powers. Currently, he sat in the Charms class.

"Okay, you can all try now. Say it clearly, Incendio." Professor Flitwick taught them.

*POOF*

Ragnar's wand made a farting noise. "Aw man, I hate this."

Magnus and the whole class chuckled, "I'll help you. I think you lack imagination and concentration. Try to imagine the fire while concentrating on it coming out of your wand. Try to feel the flow of magic in your body."

Ragnar nodded. He took a long breath and did as asked. *POP*

This time, a matchstick-sized fire came. "Hahaha... well, it is still progressing."

"Why don't you do it then?" Ragnar talked back.

"I would rather not." Magnus denied.

"Heh, you can't do it?" Ragnar smirked.

*Sigh* "You asked for it."

Magnus pointed his wand towards the small paper they were supposed to burn.

"INCENDIO"

*Woooooooosh...*

A jetstream of fire came out of his wand and spewed fire as if it wasn't simple fire but a metal cutter. The sound of it was terrifying.

"Ah, no no..." Magnus just realised he had also burned the table and a fire had started.

Professor Flitwick, who was in awe until now, quickly reacted, "Aguamenti"

In an instant, water came out of Flitwick's wand and extinguished the fire. He was still very much elated.

"Mr Pendragon, you have a great talent for fire magic. 10 POINTS TO SLYTHERIN." he announced.

Magnus turned back to Ragnar, "See, I did it. Now you practice the way I taught."

"Ugh..."

At the same time, Snape was also done with his practice and had already started reading some other book.

...

After the class, it was time for flying lessons. All students by now knew how to fly and the classes were very much fun. They played low altitude, low-speed quidditch just without the golden snitch.

This time, as always. A boy vs girls team was set up. Magnus was leading the boys and Emma Vanity was leading the girls.

This game had a different overlay than normal quidditch. Both teams would have 7 people as normal. Because there was no bewitched bludger that could knock the players, they were using a heavy ball. There were going to be 3 beaters, whose job was to throw the fake bludger at players to get them off their broom. There were going to be 2 bludgers in the game.

Then there were three chasers, who would pass and score goals with a ball called Quaffle. Then there was a Goalkeeper in the last. This was a simple harmless game. None of them were supposed to go over five-meter height. The brooms were enchanted not to go over since the race between Magnus and Emma.

There was no golden snitch in the game and they would play for an hour. The side with the most goals wins.

Magnus was one of the three Chasers. The other two were Eddie McBride and Franklin Walley. On the Beaters side, there was Ragnar, Darrien Steely and Dug. The Goalkeeper was Snape. Magnus had peer pressured him into playing the game.

Madam Hooch was going to be the referee for this match.

[A/N: Hello people. I am sick. My wisdom tooth is hurting like hell. I also got a fever. I have an appointment to take it out tomorrow. If everything goes well, I will upload chaps soon. Till then, I hope you can wait. Thank you.]

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Chapter 50: 50. Cowards

*Whistle*

As soon as the sound came, Madam Hooch threw the ball in the air. Not too surprisingly, against Magnus, Emma had come forward as her team captain.

"Are you ready to lose, Dragon boy?" She taunted.

Magnus snorted, "Huh, too much confidence will be the reason for your downfall."

The quaffle was immediately taken by Magnus. But, just as he did that, the bludger on the female side was thrown towards him. It was not just once, the three beaters had surrounded him and were throwing bludger towards him again and again.

Magnus understood their technique, they only saw him as a threat and were focused on stopping him, while Emma was free to take care of the rest. They now just needed him to lose the quaffle.

But he smirked. They were underestimating his team. He had instructed Ragnar, Darrien and Dug to hit the brooms with their bludger and not the player. He gave them a quick class on the centre of gravity and taught them how the centre of gravity of a person on a broom is on their chest. So, if they were to move the broom too much, their centre of gravity would destabilise and they would fall easily.

"Hehe..." The three beaters of the boy's team chuckled.

They then put the opponent beaters in their line of sight and threw the bludger.

*BAM*

Ragnar threw it first. "YESSS... IT WORKED."

He cheered up as a girl fell down on the grass below. Magnus found the opportunity and went ahead to the goal. Emma had not expected this so she tried to chase him.

"Haha... this Dragon boy is fast, Emma." Magnus taunted her.

*TING*

Magnus smiled widely at Emma as he made a goal.

"You were saying something, Ms Emma?"

She huffed at him and went to her teammates. Magnus was enjoying the match. In fact, Magnus had read the book of rules related to quidditch.

He knew all 700 fouls that could be committed. Shockingly, in the finals of the 1473s World Cup, all 700 fouls were committed. These included.

Transfiguring of a Chaser into a polecat, attempted decapitation of a keeper with a broadsword, the release of one hundred blood-sucking vampire bats from under the Transylvanian Captain's robes during the game, setting fire to an opponent's broom tail. Attacking an opponent's broom with a club, attacking an opponent with an axe.

The old times were crazy times, that was for sure.

Magnus continued the game and slowly, both sides scored. He had a pretty strong team, but Magnus' decision to force Snape to be goalkeeper had come to bite him on the ass. Snape was so bad at it.

He was unable to guess where the quaffle was going to hit as he was bad at recognising the faints that Emma and other chasers were making before throwing the quaffle. His control over his broom was also not very good.

Slowly, the game reached the last stretch and it was time for the final play. Emma had possession of the quaffle. She was zooming towards the boy's side. Dodging the bludgers was easy for her.

In the end, Magnus was her final opponent. Both of them sped up towards each other at full speed.

~Heh, is he mad? We would get so injured if we collided like this.~ Emma thought.

But she saw that Magnus was not slowing down at all. ~IS HE CRAZY?~

*Wooosh*

She saw a big smile on Magnus' face. ~He's going to stop at the right moment, right?~

10 metres... 5 metres.

~WHY? HE'S CRAZY.~

She immediately stopped herself and went upward. This was what Magnus wanted. He went just to her side, a little distance behind her and punched the quaffle out of her arms, then made a roll and caught it.

"YOU... how could you do this to a girl? What if we had bumped into each other." She complained girlishly, which she was obviously faking.

Magnus laughed, "I believe in gender equality, Ms Emma."

With that, nobody could stop him and he scored a good easy goal on the girl's side.

*Whistle*

There was no reward for winning except the right to gloat over the win and shove it to the girl's faces whenever they argued with them.

The match ended with the class ending at the same time. They had sweated a lot so Magnus and his friends headed back to the dorms after that. They had no classes for the day now.

"Guys, I need some books. I'm going to the library." Ragnar said and left. He needed books for some new potions he was going to try. He was already past the point of learning from books and was now secretly trying to experiment to make new potions.

Although he had told Magnus that he was rich and had a lot of money, he did not. Initially, he did, but in the past few years, he had used it up in his potion-making. Now, he needed to invent a new potion to make some money from it. He could have asked Magnus for money but he did not want to do this as his first act in the Round Table.

Magnus and Snape returned to their room. While passing by Snape's study table, he saw a book that interested him.

"Legilimency?" Magnus muttered.

Snape picked the book and gave it to him, "Read this. I believe that if we truly want to make an impenetrable secret group then we need to have the ability to shield our minds from being read.

"Legilimency is the art of magically navigating through the many layers of a person's mind and correctly interpreting one's findings. Occlumency is the opposite of it and shields your mind." Snape explained.

"So it's like mind reading on a whole other level. I can see how it will benefit all of us. Okay, from today, we three shall practice this every day." Magnus decided. He appreciated Snape taking a step forward in their group.

This meant that he now really considered a part of the group wholeheartedly.

...

Hogwarts Library,

Ragnar was looking for some books that were not found in the stores. There were very old and discontinued books in the library as they had existed since the creation of Hogwarts.

He was looking around the whole library's potions section to find some inspiration or an old book with the knowledge he did not have. He was also happy that he had already been invited to the Slug Club by Professor Slughorn. Magnus and Snape were invited too. Though he guessed that Magnus was invited because of his influence rather than his talent in potions, still, he understood that Professor Slughorn does this to ensure an easy future for himself because he knows that all these bright students will hold high offices or will be super-rich in the future.

But when he was busy with his work, he heard some voices.

"Well, well, what do we have here? A blood traitor." All of a sudden, Mulciber, Gasper Avery and Evan Rosier appeared. They surrounded him.

Ragnar scoffed, "If being one of you means bullying young kids then I'd rather be a blood traitor."

"You talk too much. We thought you were a meek little type." Mulciber crazedly said. He was already one of the crazy types with no control over his mouth and actions.

Ragnar chuckled, "I didn't ask you to describe your manhood."

"Too much pride, boy. You're going to face the consequences for what your friend did. Do you know, because of him, my father is going to Azkaban?" Avery spoke. He was the eldest of three.

"Too late, I must say. Avery, such a great name of a great house. Destroyed by hypocrites and racists. Your ancestors must be rolling in their graves with pride." Ragnar talked back with no reservations. He had a deep hatred for all of them.

Avery took out his wand, his eyes turned redder in rage. "YOU... you think you're some big shot? Nobody's coming here to save you. That Merlin's bastard is in his room. Now, which finger should I take?"

"The one between your own legs, using it would just spawn more abominations anyway," Ragnar insulted him.

"Tsk... CRUCI..."

Before Avery could complete his words, Ragnar had taken out a small test tube from his pocket. It had a cork on it. His face turned cold and calculative.

"The second I take the lid off, the poisonous gas will leak. It will kill each of you, except me, because it knows my magic. So, do you want to see if there is heaven or hell after death?" Ragnar domineeringly spoke.

The three boys started taking steps back in fright. The expression on Ragnar's face was fully serious. They were warned by Lucius that Ragnar was a very capable potioneer.

Ragnar started to loosen the top of the test tube. Suddenly a strong sweet aroma hit their noses. The change in atmosphere frightened them.

"Ah, isn't this the best poison? Such calming smell, yet murderous, a way to happy death I must say. This is because this poison was made from natural herbs, from a group of very rare plants. Just one millilitre of it can kill most people." He announced.

"P-PUT IT BACK. W-WE'RE LEAVING..." The three pleaded and ran away as quickly as they came.

When they had gone, Ragnar smiled and calmly opened the lid of the test tube and smelled it delightfully.

~Hmph, what a bunch of cowards. This is just a rose essence for deodorising my little self.~

[A/N: I got my wisdom tooth pulled out. Thankfully, I don't feel much pain at the moment, even though there are stitches and I can't eat anything. I was able to write today so here it goes. If everything goes well, I will continue two chaps a day.

Thank you for reading.]

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