Magnus opened the letter to read. Seeing everyone near him, he decided to read it louder.
"Dear Mr Pendragon,
"This is Elizabeth II, in full Elizabeth Alexandra Mary, officially Elizabeth II, by the Grace of God, of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland and of her other realms and territories, Head of the Commonwealth, Defender of the Faith." Magnus chuckled and commented.
"HUH... Talk about narcissism. She knows she's not the queen anymore and yet addresses herself as such with me." He said.
"But won't you be called the same after you get crowned?" Ragnar asked.
"I don't want to," Magnus replied.
"But you will have to. Some traditions are meant to look grand to the general public, that's it." Adam added.
"Okay okay, we'll think about that when I reach there. Let's continue the letter now." Magnus shushed them.
He continued reading, "This message is handwritten by myself, considering the seriousness of the matter. I would like to deeply apologise for what happened to your parents. It was an act not sanctioned by me. It was all done by my husband, Prince Philip, Duke of Edinburgh, without discussing it with me.
I have accordingly punished him by taking away his duties from the office. I ask you to find it in yourself to forgive us. We have also agreed to all your demands. Further, I would like to meet you personally and discuss the future.
I promise you that nobody will now trouble your family. I will await your response at the address given below." That was it.
Magnus turned the page and took out a pen. There he wrote, "I am busy right now, you do your job, I will meet you when I want to. Also, no, I will not forget your husband. Nobody gets to mess with my family. If you really want my forgiveness, then publicly announce that Prince Philip will have all his authority and power stripped for him for misusing it."
"Wait wait... are you sure about this?" Grace stopped him.
"Mummy, don't pity them. They are power-hungry people, you show them weakness, they will eat you alive. Let me deal with them." Magnus said.
"But... she's the queen." She muttered.
"She 'WAS' the queen. At the moment, she has no right over the throne she's sitting on. I am the king now and she is just another noble. The faster she realises she has no other way to get out of this situation other than by surrendering to me the better it will be for her. If she tries to hurt you again, then the consequences will be much worse next time." Magnus said seriously.
"He's right, Grace. Don't forget what we've been through in the past 3 months. It was all their doing. They are so uncaring about the lives of others that they feel nothing destroying someone's life while they themselves sit in a luxury home. Magnus is doing it right." Adam supported Magnus.
*Sigh*
"But... you're just a child." She argued. It was not her fault though, any mother would feel worried if their son was going against powerful people.
"Hehe, do not forget I am also a Wizard, mummy. I can just curse them." Magnus replied with a smirk.
"I will not allow bad language in this house, Magnus." Grace immediately warned him and pulled his ear.
"AH... MUMMY... I WAS TALKING ABOUT MAGICAL CURSES..." Magnus clarified.
"Hmm, that's fine. Okay, go and wash your hands. Dinner is ready." She hushed them to go away. Even Chad, Duck and Summer were made to wash their paws and claws.
After that, there was a tasty dinner where they had joked and talked.
...
Magnus was sharing his room with his friends. They had made makeshift beds with some extra mattresses on the floor.
"Magnus, what is the address of the new home you bought for me?" Snape asked.
Magnes quickly handed him a piece of paper by throwing it from his bed.
Snape opened it and read it. He gawked a little after reading it.
Magnus chuckled, "Hehe, yes, it is in the neighbourhood where Lily lives."
"OOOOOO... Sev is blushing?" Ragnar teased him.
"Who is Lily?" Bobby was confused.
"A redhead that Sev likes," Magnus revealed.
"OOOOOOO... NICE." Bobby also teased him.
Snape, though, was not offended in the slightest. He was enjoying his friendship with his bros and knew that this was simple friendly pulling his leg. He appreciated it actually, as it was much better than having no friends at all. With Magnus, Ragnar and Bobby, he had friends who were very smart in various things and he got to learn new things with them, like computers that Bobby told him about. Not to mention, all the adventures.
"Yeah, I like her, so what? At least I'm not like Magnus and Bobby, having hots on each other." Snape talked back.
"HEY! We don't have hots on each other. We are brothers from different mothers." Magnus clarified.
But, Bobby suddenly jumped on him, "What are you saying, Mag? Don't try to hide it now."
"Yuck... stay away from me, Bobby. It seems you're in bad company in the school." Magnus pushed him away, making all laugh.
"GUYS. You are wrong. Magnus is straight and I think he already has a girlfriend. EMMA VANITY. She's always circling around him." Ragnar butted in.
"OOOOOO... Should I tell aunty Grace?" Bobby now teased Magnus.
Magnus grunted, "Who's ever going to like her? Yeah, she's pretty, but all she thinks about is quidditch and brooms. She's got no brain for the important stuff."
"Look, he even talks like a couple," Snape interjected.
Magnus rolled his eyes and went to sleep, "Yeah yeah... whatever."
"HAHAHA... We got him this time, boys." Ragnar laughed.
Soon, they all went to sleep. The next day, Magnus was going to go to the ministry.
...
Undisclosed Location,
"My Lord, what are your orders?" A man wearing a skull mask asked.
Voldemort had called this meeting of death eaters to decide upon the future direction they will take.
"We must ascertain dominance over the Ministry. Only then can we make laws that only support the purest of blood. The ministry has become too tilted towards the muggle-borns. They are now even allowing muggle-borns to live in the same places as we do.
"We must change the law. We have a good grip on the Wizengamoth. It's time to make it a majority, by hook or by crook. We will now target the blood traitors. Killing is not allowed, as they are still purebloods. Spread terror, spread misery. Bend them to our will." Voldemort ordered.
"My lord, what about that Merlin boy? He has become an icon for the half-bloods and especially the muggle-born wizards. If we don't do something, then they might gather around him." A death eater asked.
Voldemort nodded and looked at the sky. "I have already put a plan in action for him. As tainted as his blood may be, the magic of Merlin that runs through his veins can not be ignored. We can either make him our dog or give him a dog's death."
"ALL HAIL LORD VOLDEMORT." a random death eater shouted and what ensued was mad cheering as they raised their wands to cast curses towards the sky.
Soon, one by one, all of them started to disapparate. In the end, only Voldemort and one more person remained.
"Ah... Lucius... did you see their firm belief in me? You too can believe in me. I will get you your revenge, but, it is only sweet when tasted by one's own hands. If we are able to get him into our ranks, then you shall hold his leash, if we can't then you shall be the one to break his neck.
"But, you must grow stronger for that. I will make sure the Black family still keeps their word and don't break the engagement. Get Narcissa Black to push your agenda in the Slytherin house after you leave the school next year. Sirius Black has become a blood traitor, and now the Black Family must prove their will to me. Get Narcissa to keep an eye on Regulus Black, who will be starting school next year.
"Remember, Lucius, talent and influence is not something you get in one night. You must work for it from a small age. As I did, and now you shall too. I will teach you magic personally."
"YES, MY LORD." Lucius bowed his head towards Voldemort. He was ready to do anything as long as he gets his revenge.
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The next day, Snape left in the morning on a broom. Ragnar was going to stay with him. Bobby, on the other hand, had to go back to his home and then to school.
Magnus and Ragnar were left alone. But they needed to go to the Ministry to get an elf or two.
"Mummy, I will be back by lunch," Magnus informed his mother. She had to go to her new office anyway. But, what was nice was that now it was just 20 minutes away from their home. Even Adam's office was now 30 minutes away. They were also Brigadiers and as it was a very high rank, their workload also decreased. Grace would only be asked in special more complicated heart surgery and Adam was now supposed to only be the supervisor of various engineering projects.
"Okay, sweetie. Take care." Grace kissed his forehead.
Then, she kissed Ragnar's forehead too. She was treating him like he was her son too. Maybe it was just motherly instinct, knowing Ragnar lost all his family.
"Bye bye..." Magnus waved his hand as they left home in their cars.
Just as Grace and Adam left, a knock on the door came.
Magnus was close to the door so he opened, thinking maybe his parents forgot something. But, when he opened the door, it turned out to be someone else.
"Professor Dumbledore? What are you doing here?" Magnus asked in wonder.
Dumbledore replied while stroking his beard, "Just came to make amends to the sour introduction I had with your father. Also, meet another of my family members."
"You didn't even know about him before the Inheritance test, why do you care?" Magnus asked.
"Because except my brother Aberforth, there are no Dumbledore left. You and your father may not have the surname, you still do have the blood of a Dumbledore running in your veins." Dumbledore said.
Magnus shrugged, "Well, you're late. They just left for the office."
"Yes, I am also here to put some protective wards on the house, as you know, the situation is not very good with the tensions rising between the ministry and the death eaters. They might target you." Dumbledore warned him.
Magnus smirked, "And you think I don't know about that, professor? The first thing I did when I returned was to start enchanting my home with lots of charms, wards and curses."
"You put them? Do you mind us adding some more?" Dumbledore asked.
"Umm, sure, you can add if you consider Merlin's spells weak," Magnus replied pridefully.
*Cough*
"You learned it from Merlin?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yes, I did. He's a very good teacher and knows basically all subjects." Magnus revealed.
Dumbledore rubbed his beard and fell into thinking, ~Hmm, he refused to teach students when I asked him the last time. Maybe he didn't want to teach anybody except his own blood.~
"That will be fine then. What about your parents' personal safety?" Dumbledore asked.
"I'm sure you know about the two bodyguards you have put behind them secretly, I thank you for that. Also, I have charmed their cars and the accessories they wear." Magnus said. He had charmed their rings to cast a protege charm around them in case of an attack on their life. It required a lot of work to do but in the end, he was successful.
*Sigh*
~He's 10 steps ahead of us.~ Dumbledore thought.
"Then I believe I should take my leave. As everything here seems all right." Dumbledore turned around. But before he could apparate away, Magnus stopped him.
"STOP RIGHT THERE, Professor. You have a big pull in the ministry, right? Maybe you can help me get two house-elves. Also, you can give me a lift to the ministry." Magnus requested. Though his voice didn't seem to be of someone requesting.
Dumbledore's shoulders slumped, he knew that meeting Magnus never goes simple. But, blood was blood.
"Fine, come with me. But why do you want house-elves? Don't you hate slavery" He asked with a slight mocking attitude.
Magnus explained, "I need them to take care of my castles, also, I will give them a better life. Are we apparating?"
Dumbledore nodded. Magnus turned back to Ragnar, "Let's go,"
"HELL NO!... I'm not going through that vomit-inducing experience again." He immediately rejected me.
"Haha... No, Rag, this will be a very small jump, you won't even feel it. Trust me, even I hate apparition." Magnus peer pressured him to join him.
So, they grabbed onto Dumbledore's arm and apparated inside the Ministry of Magic visitor's lobby.
"Hmm, I still feel a little weird, but not as much as that time," Ragnar checked himself first.
"You get used to it with time," Dumbledore assured them and started walking.
"Where are we going?" Magnus asked.
"Level 4, Office for House-Elf Relocation. That's where they keep the information of any masterless house-elf and also reassign them." Dumbledore explained and got into an elevator that first went backwards and then downwards. It was never simple architecture with wizards.
When they came out, it turned out to be an office in the corner of the floor, in a very dark place that screamed that this department was ignored by the ministry.
They went to the reception where a man sat. He was asleep and there was a calling bell on the desk.
*TRING TRING*
"WHA... I WAS NOT SLEEPING..." the man immediately stood up.
Dumbledore sighed, "Since Newton retired, this department has degraded so much."
"Yes, Mr Pendragon here would like to buy two house elfs," Dumbledore said.
The man there was first hyperventilated seeing Dumbledore, then he looked at Magnus and went full-on fangirling. "AAAH... your majesty? I... My name is also Magnus. I feel so honoured to be sharing my name with you. Yes yes... you want to buy elfs? I got the list right here."
Magnus wryly smiled, "Thank you. Are you the only person here?"
"Oh yes... I am the only employee of this department. There is rarely any work anyway because most house-elfs never get freed and need reallocations. Rarely is it that the owner dies and they come here." the man explained.
"Oh, understandable. Thank you for the hard work. May I know who the remaining house-elfs belong to?" Magnus asked.
The man nodded, "Sure sure... Ummm... there are only 2 house-elfs left actually. They have been up for taking for the past 20 years. Nobody in Britain wants them since their master died when he came here to hunt magical creatures."
"Are they not from Britain? Can I meet them?" Magnus asked.
"Yes, I will call them. Just wait a minute." the man enthusiastically ran inside some back room.
"You should avoid them, if they have been here for so long then either their behaviour is too bad or they are too old to do anything. Maybe Hogwarts can take them and let them pass away with no burden." Dumbledore suggested.
Magnus nodded. He would help them if they were too old to be working. "We can do that after seeing them."
Soon, the man returned with two elfs. Both of them were indeed old, but not so old that they would look dying. Instead, they were in neat and clean suits, YES, SUITS. One also had white combed goatee on the chin and even a monocle glass on one eye. The other one actually had black hair and a long black beard. Magnus had seen a few house elfs in his days spent in the magical world and nearly all of them seemed identical.
But these two, they were so unique and they even looked healthy.
"Hello, I am Magnus Grant Emrys Pendragon. Can you two introduce yourselves?" Magnus politely asked.
The older elf with a monocle quickly stepped forward and gave a gentleman's bow with one hand extending. "Good morning, sir. I am George Washington."
"PFFFT... WHAT? Really?" Magnus quickly asked, to be sure.
"Yes, sir." the old elf answered.
Magnus chuckled while looking at the other guy, "And what are you, Abraham Lincoln?"
"Ah, splendid, sir, you are so intelligent." the elf with a long black beard replied.
The smile left Magnus' face as he looked at the Ministry official, "Where was their old master from again?"
"He was from the United States." the man answered with a frown. These two elfs had been stuck in the Ministry's throat for the past 20 years, the main reason was their mannerism. They used the word "Sir" a lot and it often annoyed some British people.
Magnus looked back at the two elfs. They were also looking at his face, their face showed a different kind of confidence, but there was hidden nervousness in their eyes.
"Hehe, this will be interesting. I will take them, you prepare the papers." Magnus ordered.
The two elfs and also the Ministry official took a sigh of relief.
"We will serve you well, Mr Pendragon. We have been learning the British etiquettes for a while now. We will even wear dirty clothes like the other elfs" the elfs said together with a bow.
"No, you guys, you don't need to change. You are perfect as you are. I want my elfs clean, suited and smart. You two may not know but I will be the king of Britain soon, so you will be representing a royal, and for that, you two must look good. Just... don't use the word 'sir' with people other than me or my friends." Magnus instructed them.
It turned the two elfs happy as they showed their smiles. But George Washington had crooked teeth. Just like what history told.
~Maybe this is why he was named George Washington. But what about Abraham Lincoln? Hmmm... maybe it's just his face... he does look like a midget version of Abraham Lincoln, just with long ears.~ Magnus talked to himself.
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