Greed was a very good motivator to work hard. Even more so when your dream was to snatch a literal giant asteroid from space.
Magnus and Ragnar worked so hard that Nicolas had to work harder to teach them because the two boys were like sponges, who were soaking in all the knowledge he provided them. The amount of progress they showed in alchemy in just a week was beyond what he could expect from a wizard studying the subject for a year.
However, both Ragnar and Magnus had a difference. Magnus excelled in the alchemy that only involved the use of other charms and which were more inclined towards fighting. Ragnar excelled in alchemy that used the potions and was more inclined towards supportive alchemy, which helps the wizard in doing many things.
For example, Magnus was making Alchemical bombs, while Ragnar was making Alchemical stones, objects that could help a wizard do things they otherwise couldn't without knowing certain magic. He had also started learning Spagyric.
"Professor, what is this?" Magnus inquired. They were all in Nicolas' office. Magnus was looking at an old phoenix-embossed book.
Nicolas ran to stop Magnus from opening it but he was too late, "Ah, what have you done! Now I will have to talk to her."
Magnus confusedly asked him, "Who? And how?"
*Sigh*
"This is a book that can be used to talk to people, no matter how far they are. I have photos of those people's offices here, when you open a page, it sends a notification to the other side, so they also talk back through the page I provided them." Nicolas explained.
"And who did I just call?" Magnus asked.
"Not good news, she's the headmaster of Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She talks a lot." Nicolas revealed.
Magnus with interest looked at the page. In the photograph was an office. "Well, then you should hide, professor, I will talk to her and hang up soon."
Nicolas was absolutely in favour, "Good, then I am going down to see my wife now. Come later for dinner."
Ragnar and Magnus sat in front of the book and waited for the other side to respond.
Soon, a woman, probably in her middle ages, stepped in front of the book. She was of black descent. Magnus read the name on the page, it was Alicia Jackson.
"Hello," he and Ragnar waved hands.
But the other side seemed shocked as she was expecting Nicolas there.
"Hello, who are you?" She asked them.
"I'm Magnus and this is Ragnar, we're brothers," Magnus replied innocently.
"Thank you for this valuable information. Why did you contact me with Nicolas' book? Where is he?" She asked them.
"Well, he went to the kitchen. We're here to learn from him." Magnus said.
~Study? Since when did he start teaching again? And these two? Magnus?... Wait!~
"Are you Magnus Emrys Pendragon?" She hastily asked.
Magnus shook his head, "No, I am Magnus Grant Emrys Pendragon."
"Yes yes, same thing. So you're learning from him, pretty explainable. Professor Harrison had only praises about you." She said.
Professor Harrison was Magnus' DADA professor in 1st year, he went back to the States after that year since he could not teach more due to the DADA curse.
"How is the professor? I enjoyed his lessons a lot."
She sighed, "He stopped teaching and joined the ministry again. He became the head of the Auror department."
This was a strange development. From what Magnus knew, Professor Harrison was already a retired person of the MACUSA. Why would he join it again?
"Well, say my thanks to the professor then. Okay, bye-bye..."
"WAIT!" Alicia stopped him.
Magnus waited, "Yes?"
"Can you visit Ilvermorny School sometime in the future? You don't know, but there are many fans of you here. They are so keen that they are planning on going to Britain to see you." she revealed.
Magnus' mind thought of something different, ~Hehe, I wonder if I can poach some talents from that school.~
"I will come there maybe in a year or two, for now, I want to focus on my studies. Okay bye." He closed the book.
He then turned to another page, "AHA! Found it, Dumbledore's office. Hehe, let's shock the old man."
Magnus looked through the picture. But sadly, the office was empty, there was only Fawkes, sitting on the perch and grooming himself.
"OY! FAWKES!" Magnus called him.
"!!!" Fawkes looked around himself in alertness, his battle senses picked up.
"KWAAAAA?" He screamed.
"Stop with this fake aggression, I know you do this to impress your girl. Look here, it's me." Magnus scolded him. It seemed that Dumbledore had framed the page and put it on the wall.
Fawkes finally noticed Magnus on the wall. To Fawkes, Magnus was his best bro, because he got him his sweet Nina. His love, his life.
"RAAA...." Fawkes cheered seeing him.
"Where is Dumbledore?" Ragnar asked him.
Fawkes looked around confusedly, scratching his head with his claw. He was clueless about it.
*DOOR OPENS*
*WHISTLING*
Magnus and Ragnar moved closer to the picture, anticipating who it was that was whistling in the headmaster's office.
"Oh, you woke up, Fawkes? You really seem too tired these days." It was Dumbledore's voice.
Magnus and Ragnar tried to guess what the old man was doing. Nobody knew what he did anyway, even less so in the holiday time.
"All right, I feel refreshed. Let's get over with the documents." Dumbledore went to his table and took a seat.
Magnus and Ragnar though were in shock. They just dumbly stared at the old man, humming and working.
"It seems he just..." Magnus muttered.
"Took a bath," Ragnar finished.
"PROFESSOR!" Magnus called him a little louder.
Dumbledore was alerted. He stood up, his wand in his hand. "Magnus?"
"Here, professor."
Dumbledore finally saw them, inside the photo on the wall. "What are you d... AH!"
He just realised, he had taken a bath, and there was still a towel on his head and beard. He waved his wand and both of them disappeared.
"Hehe, it's fine, professor, we're all humans. Ragnar here sometimes sleeps naked. I like to sing while bathing. Nothing to feel ashamed of here." Magnus tried to ease the old man. He did not want to intrude in his personal life.
Dumbledore smiled and took his seat again, but he changed the topic, "So, how is your training going?"
"Good, but the old man won't let us use the philosopher's stone yet. He said we are not ready to handle its power. But we've achieved a lot. Our study will end here in another week and then we'll return home. Got too much work on the muggle side too. Okay, bye-bye now," He once again abruptly closed the book.
Dumbledore looked at Fawkes with a sense of betrayal, "Why didn't you tell me about them when I got out?"
"CHEEE... RAAA...."
"Really? You forgot? I am feeling a disturbance in your magic, Fawkes, I hope you have not joined the other side." Dumbledore jokingly said and got back to work.
...
Magnus left the book aside, the last thing he wanted to do was get in contact with some unknown head of state and go through the awkward talk.
"Let's go, Rag, I need your help in creating a new alchemical formula. It can generate electricity like a battery, but much stronger." Magnus once again got to work.
He spent the rest of his days studying. Alchemy was good, but he also studied his runes book. There was something to gain from it for sure. After all, Merlin was also a decent alchemist.
Ragnar threw himself into the research of modifying plants with magic, mainly alchemy. He was trying to see if he could change a plant's genetic function so that he can create a single tree that can grow a wide variety of fruits at the same time.
If he was successful, this would be a crazy discovery for sure.
...
At the same time,
Lord Mountbatten was very grateful for the rejuvenation potion. Since he had taken it he was feeling so much better. Before, he felt like he didn't have much energy in his body to do anything other than leisurely activities, but now, he felt like he could command an army and go through another war or something.
But, his current mission was also very important. He was supposed to get oil from Saudi Arabia. He had already sent the word that he would be coming as the herald of King Magnus.
However, his journey took a lot of time since he had to bring 5 container ships with him. Though thankfully the route was not long. They went through the Mediterranean sea, passed the Suez Canal and reached the Saudi Port.
When Mountbatten arrived there, he was surprised to see that the Saudi authorities had already kept reserved locations for them to anchor their large ships. ~It seems the Saudi King really values His Majesty.~
Reaching the country was one part, now was where his main job started
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Lord Mountbatten had booked a few cars from the British Embassy in Saudi Arabia. They took him to Riyadh, the capital of the country. Soon, he was granted an audience with the king.
This was not an official state meeting, so Mountbatten did not wear his military uniform. He just greeted the king as anyone would. The meeting was taking place in a small meeting hall. The King sat on the big chair while Mountbatten sat on a slightly smaller one, a distance away from him.
He bowed a little, "Your Majesty, I have brought His Majesty, Pendragon's letter."
The king nodded, his assistant went to Mountbatten and took the letter. King Faisal tore its seal and read it with a plain face.
As soon as he read the first words, he smiled. It started with, "As-Salaam-Alaikum" An Arabic greeting, which meant peace to be unto you. It was commonly used by followers of his common faith.
He read the letter. The terms were simple but vague. Magnus was asking for the oil right now, but his proposal for opening industries in his country was for later.
"Um... Mr Mountbatten, you may rest in the royal palace today, I will talk to His Majesty Pendragon personally on the phone first, I need to discuss something with him," he advised.
Mountbatten gladly accepted this request. He actually held a bit of good respect for this king. Because, unlike the ones before him, King Faisal was a visionary, who started Television broadcasting in the country, started the Ministry of Justice and inaugurated the country's first "five-year plan" for economic development. This may seem like a small thing to the west but were revolutionary here.
"Then I will await your reply, your majesty. I will convey the words back to Britain first," Mountbatten said and contacted the British administration through the embassy.
Now, there was a problem. Nobody knew where Magnus was. In response to this frenzy, both Grace and Adam were contacted, but even they didn't know where Magnus went, he just said he's going to meet an ancient wizard.
So, the Secretary of Defence rushed to Magnus' mansion, where they found Abe. They told him about the situation and Abe agreed to go to Magnus.
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Flamel's House,
"Haha, Grandma, you make the best apple pie. Give me the recipe, I'm sure mum would love to try it." Magnus was currently occupied flattering Mrs Flamel.
She may look old, but she was still as cheerful as Grace. She was feeding Magnus and Ragnar as if they were her grandkids.
"Eat more, Ragnar, you were studying the whole last night. Be careful about your health too. You can live long enough with the potions you told us about, but be sure to enjoy life every once in a while, because this world otherwise is just too bland." She advised Ragnar.
Ragnar kindly nodded, "I will, grandma. Ah, and thank you for putting the blanket on me yesterday."
She ruffled his hair, "It's okay, sweetie."
~She's so kind.~ Ragnar thought.
"Grandma, how did you keep yourself sane in these 600 years? Mainly, how did you two stick together for so long?" Magnus inquired.
She chuckled, "Dear, the trick is to not try to be sane. In the past 600 years, we did anything and everything that came into our minds. No matter how crazy it sounded, we did it.
"If we had tried to live a noble and disciplined life for so long, then we would have really gone mad.
"And about us two. Well, there was indeed a time when we grew bored with each other. Both of us experienced 200 years of youth, and during 100 years of those, we had decided we will try to look for other partners that can keep us happy.
"So, both of us tried many people. I tried everyone, be it a man or a woman. Nicolas too. But, in the end, all roads led us to each other once again. We knew that day, that we were born to be with each other, and we would also die together."
Magnus though was staring at Nicolas, "Hehe, so professor, you tried everyone too? Women and... Men?"
*Cough*
"Live as long as I did and you will understand," Nicolas scoffed.
But Magnus laughed, "Haha, I will tell professor Dumbledore, I bet he will laugh."
However, to Magnus and Ragnar's shock, Nicolas started howling in laughter. "Go ahead and tell him. But I guarantee he won't laugh, because he likes men and only men."
Magnus and Ragnar's faces froze, silence ensued.
(●__●") (•ˋ _ ˊ•")
"Old man likes bananas?" Magnus muttered lowly.
Ragnar was the first to talk aloud, "WHAT?! But... I hugged him once."
Mrs Flamel scolded him, "No, Ragnar. Old Albus is not like that. He may have a different sexual orientation but he sees kids as kids. Besides, it's highly unlikely he will ever love someone again."
"Again? What happened to the woma... I mean man before?" Magnus questioned.
Nicolas sighed, "I guess there is no harm in telling you. His previous lover... well he walked on a dark path, that lead to his demise, by Dumbledore's own hand. The man was... is known as...
"Gellert Grindelwald."
"Gellert Grindelwald!" Magnus also exclaimed at the same time.
Ragnar was taken aback, "That... must have been very hard to do. Who knew, our old headmaster had such a tragic love story. Having to defeat the one he loved."
*POP*
"MISTER GRANT!" Abe popped in.
Mrs Flamel greeted him kindly, "Oh, who is this Gentle-elf here?"
Abe bowed and introduced, "I am Abraham Lincoln,"
Nicolas held his laughter, "A good name,"
"There is also a George Washington. Both of them came from the States a few years ago." Magnus explained.
Nicolas chuckled, "Ah, that name brings back a memory. Back during the war for independence of America, George Washington had a very serious gum bleeding problem, his teeth were also crooked. I was there, having some fun alone time, painting their ongoing battle with the British once and George saw me and recognised me. He desperately asked for a cure for his gums and I gave it.
"Later, he dragged me to some meeting and made me sign on a blank paper, saying that I did a great boon to his country by curing his gums. Guess what, ahaha... that was the declaration of independence, a signature of a French Citizen is on that paper. Ah, those were really fun days.
"Another time, back in 1560, Elizabeth I was looking for a marriage prospect. I was looking for a fun partner during that time, so I went to her country too. People were shocked to see that a french man had come to marry the English queen.
"However, I uncovered a greater plot, the queen was enchanted by that dumb Malfoy. I had fun watching him get thrashed for what he did. But, later when I decided to leave, the queen tried to get me arrested, saying she wanted to marry me. But, I ran away from there, Merlin's bear, she was hideous.
"Oh, one ti..."
"STOP! SIR! EMERGENCY! The king of Saudi Arabia wants to talk to mister Grant on the phone. You need to go to the palace quickly." Abe shouted and told everything in one breath.
Magnus, who was enjoying Nicolas' story, became alert, "Let's go then. Grandma, professor, I'll be back in a while."
Magnus and Abe popped away, leaving Ragnar to listen to the funny stories of Adventures of Nicolas Flamel.
...
Buckingham Palace,
Magnus was quickly brought to the Queen's office. The phone line was already connected.
"Everyone, except the queen and the Prime Minister, wait outside." He ordered.
The room soon became empty. "Is this line being recorded or heard anywhere else?"
"No, Magnus. This line is completely safe." The Queen reassured him.
Magnus turned to the prime minister, "Remember, if the words of this deal go out, there will be big consequences. The United States may become unfriendly towards us. And we can not afford to mess with them... for now."
"You can rest easy, your highness, nobody is hearing this line," he assured.
Magnus nodded and sat down. He picked up the phone and spoke, "Hello,"
"Hahaha... Magnus... good to hear from you again. I read your letter, I would like to talk about that." King Faisal cheerfully talked.
Magnus frankly replied, as during the previous meeting they had decided not to use the honorifics, "I was training, Faisal. And yes, we can certainly talk about this.
"Eh... I was thinking we should talk personally. We both have too many enemies who are probably listening to us right now, not talking about just the non-magical ones. Why don't you come here? There is a ministry registered portkey at Saudi Embassy. Use that and come to my palace. I will hold a secret party in your name," King Faisal invited him.
Magnus agreed as he had bigger plans to discuss, something that would ensure Britain never loses its oil supply ever again. "Fine, I will come."
Magnus hung up the phone and spoke to the prime minister. "You heard me, I will head out. No need to send anyone with me, I will be taking my own people."
He sent Abe to get a few guards from MEDA. But Adrian himself came with 3 more men.
"Good evening, Mr Grant." Adrain greeted him formally. He wasn't going to call him Magnus when others were nearby.
"Thanks for coming, let's go, Adrian."
...
Their journey was smooth and fast. They arrived at Riyadh's royal castle in no time. Magnus had never thought he would ever come here again, for political reasons no less.
"Your Majesty," Mountbatten greeted him.
"Let's go, Lord Mountbatten." Magnus walked in big strides. Today, he was going to start his official interference in the economy of Britain. The aim was, increasing the speed of the country's growth, leading to prosperity and happiness, one of the main goals of his life.
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