The news about the whole child trafficking continues to hit the world. With many countries taking this seriously and really making many arrests to put people who buy kids behind bars. Some of the countries with capital punishment that still cared about their image directly started sentencing those convicted to death.
It was like a wave that was not giving up. One after another famous people would get caught. In the UK itself, all the people named on the list were caught and convicted. There was also pressure from the government not to be soft on anybody because the Prime Minister knew better not to mess with Magnus in this case.
At the same time, Tom found himself in a strange situation. He had been sent to the police college and from there he would receive special training for higher-ranking leadership. All he was told was that he's getting a promotion. He didn't know it was going to be a triple promotion.
Around the same time, some interviews had started to come up on the news channel. They were from the kids Magnus had saved from that building.
Most of them were happy and thankful to all three for saving them. But there was one little girl who was continuously talking about Magnus. She was the 5-year-old daughter of a prosecutor.
Little girl: Yes, big brother Magnus saved me. He's the best... I will marry him when I grow up.
Reporter: Won't your dad feel sad then?
She innocently looked at her dad's face and shook her face and replied, "No, Magnus is prettier."
...
Back in Hogwarts, unaware of random girls having a crush on him, Magnus was busy with quidditch. The tournament had started and Magnus was not sparing any team this time.
Emma was the captain, some of the senior team members tried to strongarm her to follow their lead instead of hers, but Magnus threatened them with quitting the team if they didn't behave. Then they threatened that they would quit if their words were not followed. So Magnus again threatened them that they are welcome to quit but then their names will appear in the newspaper and they will be called wuss and weak, a shame to house Slytherin.
They soon realised quidditch was not worth being on the bad side of Magnus. So they followed like good sheep.
Emma now had a free hand in organising the formation. She did an amazing job. She kept in mind how Magnus played, she made sure that all the teammates were there to help him catch the golden snitch as soon as possible.
Magnus, too, made a strategy to use himself as bait and get other team members hit by the bludger.
During the match, once again Emma shouted directions for him to dodge, but all the team members were doing it too, creating a much bigger confusion for the opponents, not knowing which one was giving the real direction at a time.
Because of this confusion, Magnus had lured 2 players from the opposing team to fall down. Though he always helped them and never let them fall from too much height.
Beyond that, the game was easy. He easily catches the golden snitch.
*Sigh*
"I guess it's Slytherin's time to shine," James muttered. He had accepted by now that the Slytherin team was too strong.
"Don't worry, give your best. Even if we lose, at least don't lose to Hufflepuff." Sirius consoled him.
*TING TING TING*
"With this, Slythering reaches the finals, with a lead of 180 points over Ravenclaw's 30 points. Tomorrow, the other finalist team will be decided in a match between Hufflepuff and Gryffindor." The announcer shouted from the audience booths.
Magnus with a smile landed on the ground and walked to Emma. He handed her the golden snitch and said, "Only one more match. Prepare for the final taste test of pancakes. You better not disappoint me."
He then left to take a bath.
Emma, with an annoyed face, stomped her feet, "I didn't sign up for this mental torture! How would I know if he'll like it."
But then her eyes fell on Ragnar sitting in the audience, "Hehe... maybe he can help."
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[Omake]
[A/N: For those who have not read my Grandpa Universe in Multiverse fic, Deadpool is the God of hell, and is responsible for punishing all the sinners from the entire Omniverse.]
Hell,
At the entrance gate of hell, a small booth was set up. Deadpool's favourite work in hell was to greet new guests. Even though he was the lord and didn't need to do anything.
♫I'm a Barbie girl, in the Barbie world.
Life in plastic, it's fantastic...♫
"You can brush my hair... Undress me everywhere... hmm hmm haha..." Deadpool cheerfully sang along to the song.
He was putting nail polish on himself. But, he hadn't even taken off his suit. He was polishing it over the gloves.
"Hehe... I bet old man will like me if I look Kawaii." He giggles to himself.
*Woosh*
*Ting Ting*
Suddenly the arrival bell rang and a man appeared.
"Oooh, welcome to hell. We are trying to provide the best service possible. Let's see what you did..." Deadpool took a file out of nowhere.
*THUD*
His nail-polish bottle fell as he looked at the file in shock, "Hmm... Oscar Thumbling. Woah... a category 4 sinner? Haven't seen this in a while. What did you do? Let's see... AH! you liked children... a little too much. Sold them too? WAIT! Does this mean I will be getting a lot of pedos in hell soon? It's going to be a pedo bonanza. I must prepare the penetration trolls now."
Deadpools constantly blabbered to himself. Oscar Thumbling, was still in shock as he had arrived in hell. He used to think it was all myth. But here he was.
"Who are you?" Oscar asked.
Deadpool put his arm on Oscar's shoulder and took him inside the gate of hell. "I am the God of Hell. Top boss around. And this is my workspace. It ain't much but it's honest work.
"Come, let's get you your Boiling Oil Bath treatment first, you know, sanitation is very important, I don't want some deadly virus to spread around here. After that, you will go through the tunnel boring machine.
"Oh, look. That's Elon Husk. Don't worry, he's not a sinner, he had just launched himself to Mars, and due to some spatial disturbance, he landed here. And because everything here is red, he thinks this is Mars. Well, I have an amazing engineer now, he made that tunnel boring machine."
Oscar was confused, "Will I be made to dig a tunnel? Is that my punishment?"
Deadpool became silent first and then laughed as if he had heard the biggest joke ever. "BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA... Oh boy... you are so dense. No, that tunnel boring machine is to drill your ass and enlarge it. So that the penetration trolls can f*ck you up, literally, for eternity. That's what pedos get in my hell. And don't worry, your soul is a category 4 sinner, which means you can never leave hell.
"Welcome to your new life, Oscar Thumbling... pfft... what a dumb name. But that's still better than Pussytart, I guess. AH! 5 more sinners have arrived."
"WAIT! Where are you going? NOOOO... DON'T DO THIS..." Oscar fearfully screamed. But he was being dragged by some demons and was then strapped to the machine, with his butt naked.
And then, the great tunnel boring machine, with a diameter of 1 metre and length of 3 metres was launched.
"AAAAAAAAA..."
Such screams were too common in Hell, so nobody even realised the addition of Oscar. Meanwhile, Elon Husk admired his creation from the side, thinking about where he could improve.
Deadpool was very busy for the most part. But when he finally had time, he again got to decorating his own body to look "KAWAII"
*POP*
"Oye, the old man asked you to come. Follow me." A grey cat with a big creepy smile appeared out of nowhere.
Deadpool excitedly looked at him, "My favourite round, chubby, Chaos God Cat, Hats. Just a second."
Soon he had gotten ready, with a blue wig on his head. "AH! Will old man like my new kawaii look? My new wig is made of dried skin of a thousand category 4 women sinners. This is premium stuff. What do you think?"
Hats first vomited all the food he had eaten that morning in a very dramatic manner. Then he sternly replied, "STAY AWAY FROM ME, FILTH!"
"Awww... you love me, I know. Let's go, my fat cat friend." Deadpool ran after Hats to pick him up.
"STAY AWAY! Keep your disgusting hands off of my fur... I will complain to the old man otherwise." Hats started running for his dear life.
[Omake Ends]
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1 Stone = 1 Banana Chocolate. [Effect: 50% chances of turning onto a living banana. 50% chances of getting the power to turn people into a banana.]
Just the day after Magnus won the Semi-Finals, Emma had become too nervous. She didn't want to end up making bad pancakes and see him disappointed.
So, she cornered Ragnar when he was returning from the Potions Lab after doing some of his experiments.
"What do you want?" He asked her.
"PANCAKES!"
"??? Have you gone mad or something? Find Magnus or the elves if you want that." Ragnar suggested her.
*BAM*
She slammed him on the wall, "I need the recipe for Pancakes Magnus' mother makes."
"She's my mother too. We are both now adopted brothers." Ragnar told her.
Emma calmed down, "Really? That's amazing... This means you can help me even better. Please get me the recipe, just send aunty a letter and ask her."
"Why do you even want it?" He inquired.
"I made a bet, if he wins tomorrow I will have to make pancakes for him. And if he does not like it he will not be friends with me." She said.
"Pfft... ahahaha..." he started laughing.
"Are you stupid? He will never break a friendship for such a stupid reason. Yes, if you were betraying him or something he would have. And I'm sure whatever pancakes you make he will appreciate it. He will be happy that he could lure you to the ways of pancakes." Ragnar assured her.
"NO! Get me the recipe, come one, it's just a letter." She pleaded/forced him.
With an annoyed sigh, he agreed.
"Fine, I will ask her. Now don't pester me." He shooed her away and went his way.
...
Royal Military Hospital,
Grace had just returned to her office after a successful surgery. Just as she was about to sit down by her desk, a knock on the window came. She was on the 5th floor so it couldn't be a person.
Looking back, she saw the cutest orange-coloured owl. She immediately opened the window and let her enter, "Summer? What are you doing here? Aw... look at you, it was raining, wasn't it? Let me bring a towel for you."
She then helped summer dry herself and then took the letter she had brought. It was from Ragnar. "Ragnar sent it?"
After opening it, she was even more confused, "Why does he want the pancake recipe? Well, anything for my babies."
She wrote the whole list of items and instructions on the papers. After that, she waited for the rain to stop and only then did she let Summer fly away.
...
Hogwarts, great hall.
It was dinner time. Gryffindor had won the semi-final. But they won only by 30 points. It was a humiliating win for them. Now they had much less of a hope for the next day's match against Slytherin. So the Gryffindor table was silent.
At the same time, Summer arrived and dropped the letter in front of Ragnar.
"Who sent you a letter?" Magnus asked him.
"Mum did. I had asked her for something. Look, there's one for you too." Ragnar gave him the one with Magnus' name.
Emma, who sat beside Ragnar, secretly took the letter from his hands. She was gloating inside, thinking about the shock Magnus will have on his face soon.
Severus though was uninterested in all this. He had recently lost all his appetite and sleep as he was trying to create a new spell out of the preexisting ones. So he spent a lot of time in the Room of Requirement.
Magnus was devouring his food with no shame. He practised his magic a lot after all. And the more magic you use the more hungry you get.
"Umm... Mr Pendragon..."
All of a sudden Magnus heard someone call him from behind. He turned his head and saw a 1st year Ravenclaw student. He seemed nervous.
Magnus quickly gulped the pancake left in his mouth and put the spoon down.
"Hello, Mr Jones." Magnus greeted, much to the shock of the 1st-year boy. He had never expected Magnus to know his name.
Magnus had actually just memorised their name for situations like this. He needed followers, and what better way than to make them admire you.
"Y-Yes... can I get this book signed?" the boy asked him. It was the book about Magnus. It was still very popular and making a lot of money.
"Sure," Magnus quickly signed it and handed it back.
"Sign my book too..." Then another boy came from Hufflepuff.
And now what Magnus was enjoying turned into a headache as a big stack of books appeared in front of him. It took him some time to sign them all and go to sleep. He couldn't even use his magic to sign them by themselves as the students would feel it hurt.
...
It was the quidditch day. The finals attracted the most crowds and as always, many came to see Magnus play in his weird style.
*Woosh*
Magnus chased after the golden snitch. The Gryffindor seeker was behind him, unable to catch up with his amazing techniques.
There was total chaos on the field. The Gryffindor players were annoyed and angry at what was happening. They couldn't predict where Magnus would go and all their efforts to make him fall were in vain.
On top of that, Emma was an amazing strategist and used a lot of fakes in the game. They kept on scoring normal goals.
It was a once sided massacre of dignity.
Magnus smilingly looked at the annoyed James in the air, trying to score a goal. Their eyes met and James saw Magnus' smirking face. It infuriated him, but what could he even do?.
At this point, Magnus was just playing around and enjoying the game.
~It's getting boring now. I should end it.~ he muttered to himself and gained a little more speed.
He raised his hand towards the golden snitch, that was trying to get away from him.
"Hehe, not this time," Magnus muttered and lit his feet on fire just for a split second. It gave him a good push and he arrived directly near the snitch.
The golden snitch has a speed limit so it couldn't go faster than what Magnus was right now.
*WHISTLE*
Madam Hooch whistled, signalling the end of the match. Soon, the Slytherin team gathered in the group, while Gryffindor went to their changing room in annoyance. They lost too badly today.
"With 200 points against 60 of Gryffindor, Slytherin wins the 1972 Quidditch Hogwarts Cup. Congratulations... I hope that next year we will see the same magic happening..."
As the announcement ended, loads of applause resounded on the ground.
"Get ready to give the ultimate pancake test, Emma." Magnus tried to tense her up when they walked towards the changing room.
But contrary to what Magnus expected, Emma proudly replied, "Sure, I will make the best pancake you have ever tasted. I'm sure you will like it."
~Why is she so confident now?~ he wondered.
"Really? Remember, overconfidence is never good," he warned her.
"Huh, wanna bet? If I can not make a tasty pancake, I will quit quidditch." She claimed.
This was a big bet, Magnus was not expecting this. Normally he was the one setting the bets. "And what do you want if I lose?"
"Um... you must coach me to get faster on a broom, at least once every week." She decided.
Magnus smiled, "Hehe... I accept. Nobody can make better pancakes than my mum. Don't worry, I will lead the team well in your absence."
After patting her shoulder, he left to take a bath. But he didn't see the confident smile on her face.
...
Magnus saw that the bathrooms were full. So he went to the first floor just above the Great Hall. There was just one bathroom that was empty. ~Well, it's not like I'm afraid of ghosts.~
He proceeded to take a comforting bath in the out of order bathroom. It had been like this since a student named Myrtle was killed there. He had read about this chamber of secrets thing. It was a big incident in Hogwarts history, poor Hagrid was blamed for this. But Magnus wondered how such a gentle soul could do something so bad.
But throwing all these worries back in his mind, he jumped right into the big bathtub. He felt like melting in the warm water, making him feel good. His body was weird, sometimes he'd get annoyed by his body's constant high temperature, but he liked being in hot places.
Without care, he started singing some made-up songs about his favourite food. "Pancakes Pancakes, I love Pancakes. But the best ones are those my mum bakes. Ummhmmm..."
He scrubbed his hair and proceeded to soak his head completely in the water. But, inside the water, as he opened his eyes, he saw something blurry.
And as soon as he realised, he squeaked and cursed, "AA... FUUU...!"
He lifted his face out of the water, but along with him a female ghost also rose from the tub.
"Hehehe... oh you naughty boy. Sorry, we can't, you are too young for my taste, And I'm a ghost too." She said with a chuckle.
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