"WOAH! This is so awesome, Mag. How did they make this?" Emma awed at mostly anything muggle-related she saw around herself.
Currently, they were at the Tube station, waiting for the train. She was wearing a jacket now, which she bought outside the station, it had big printed words "I love London" with a heart instead of the word love.
"They made this with technology, Emma. We muggles aren't so backwards. And actually, the London Tube started back in 1890. So, this train system is older than many wizards alive." Magnus gave her some knowledge.
"Woah, that's amazing. So much hard work must have gone into all this. AH! LOOK LOOK!" She excitedly jumped seeing the coming train.
Magnus rolled his eyes while ignoring the chuckles from nearby people. He had put a charm so they didn't recognise him, but he didn't put other charms that hid them, as that would spoil the experience.
"Let's get on," he said and dragged her inside. She looked left and right once inside, awed at the long tube, as far as she could see there were seats and people standing.
*BAM*
Then the train started moving and she lost her balance, he caught her quickly with her hand, "Be careful when the train stops and starts. It's better to either stand by the opposite side's door or hold this."
She followed his movement. "This is moving very fast, Mag. I never thought there were such trains under the London."
"You didn't know much about this part of the world anyway. Have you ever eaten pizza?" He inquired.
"Of course, we went to a witch from Italy once, she made real authentic pizza," Emma replied proudly.
Magnus doubted though, he knew what real pizza was, and that's not very tasty. "Let me guess, it was made of bread, there was some red sauce on it and maybe a few onions or garlic?"
"Yes, that's it. What? Is that not a pizza?" She asked, now not sure.
"Haha, no that is the real pizza. But, what you ate is the first iteration of it. It was eaten in Italy by the poor, it was peasant food. But, when lots of Italians migrated to the United States, they got wealthy and experimented. Now, the pizza you get is much different, but much tastier also." He taught her.
"AWESOME! Take me there, I wanna eat a pizza." She pleaded.
"Fine, I know a place. I think Tonks & Tonks fought a case for that guy and saved his shop from getting demolished. Since then, I got a lifetime free Pizza coupon from them." Magnus said. He could of course buy food, but free stuff always tastes different and better.
They rode the train for a few more stations and soon arrived at a nice small pizza shop. Of course, the owner was an Italian but didn't make the peasant pizzas anymore. Now he made the more fatty cheesy pizzas because that's what gets sold.
Good thing wizards had a crazy high metabolism, so he and Emma could eat all they wanted.
He sat by the window and ordered the best selling 3 pizzas. Then they waited.
"So, where did you reach in the making of that broom I asked you?" He asked her to pass the time.
She sighed with a saddened face, "Still testing the best materials. It's really hard to make Magnus. I sometimes feel I'm not even good at one thing I was good at."
Magnus took out candy from his pocket and gave her, "Ease up, you don't get success in first tries. If you're failing then that means you're moving forward. Just don't give up. I am bad at potions, but I still try making them."
"HAHA... yes, you made the poison. The best one at that." She laughed freely.
"Oh, I read about you in the paper in the morning. Your life is seriously filled with something crazy every single day. It's like... It's like God made you to be extraordinary. But I don't know if that's a curse or luck." She wondered.
"Definitely curse. Who wants to live every day in fear of getting assassinated? Who would want to always be on guard, look around and make sure nobody's plotting against you. However, to be honest, I feel safer outside than in Hogwarts or the magical world in general." He confessed his thoughts.
Seeing it now, he didn't really have any friends with whom he could share such things. Because both Severus and Ragnar lacked the soft and moral touch. Ragnar was a broken person, with problems of his own that Magnus tries to solve and Severus had his own dark past and ongoing unsuccessful love story, where he tried to help too.
But what about himself? To whom can he share his own thoughts?
Emma looked him in the eyes and firmly said, "Magnus, honestly, I don't see any other person in Hogwarts who has such big dreams and abilities like you. I've only seen others dream about what they want to do, but you... you dream today and start working on it the next day." She took a long breath and gathered herself, "In the first year, before I even knew you or you knew me, you were attacked at the bank. You saved my dad that day from Death Eaters.
"And Magnus, in the magical world, people are very selfish, they don't do such things. He would have died that day and nobody would've cared. It didn't matter if he was rich or famous. The value of life is not much to them.
"But you are so... different. I don't even know what to call you, brave or stupid? You put your life in danger again and again. And I admire that bravery, but also worry a bit about your life expectancy."
He chuckled, "So you follow me because I saved your dad?"
"No, I'm not that gullible. I honestly hated all pureblood wizards. But I was stuck in Slytherin, filled with those I hate. Then you came, with your huge name and reputation. People constantly talked about you. I thought you were just another young spoiled lord. I even loathed you when you took a seat with Lucius and befriended him.
"However, I was wrong. When I saw you publicly denouncing the Dark Lord on Lucius' face, I knew you were different. Maybe foolish, but different. I thought you wouldn't last long, Lucius was going to bully you. But just the next moment you defeated Lucius so badly.
"I follow you because I believe this is the right thing. I believe that by following you, I will have an aim in life, I will be worth something, and not just be married away after graduating to some rich family for my pretty face." She emotionally said all that in one go.
And Magnus, well he felt something click in his mind. A realisation of how different she was. She was far from the dumb and stupid girl he thought she was. Behind that goofiness is a thoughtful person.
Initially, he thought she was like other girls, just after his fame and maybe because of his name. But, it turned out to be different. The person he was treating like crap turned out to be a very good friend.
He moved and softly held her soft hand that was on the table. It was cold for some reason, so he warmed her up. She was startled and looked at his face. Magnus smiled back, looking into her ocean-like eyes. No matter what, Magnus was ready to fight if anyone said Emma didn't have the most beautiful eyes in the world.
The mood was romantic, Emma's heart suddenly started racing. This was not her plan, it was too sudden. "M-Magnus..."
Magnus continued to smile, but his smile soon turned devilish, "My dear Emma, you shouldn't be so narcissist. Pretty Face? Hah, only a fool would marry you."
Emma's dreamy smile disappeared and her eyes opened wide realising what was said. She angrily pouted and lightly slapped his face, "Huh, bastard. You have no manners of how to talk to a good lady, Magnus, with whatever the next long names are. Hmph..."
He laughed and laid back, "Hahaha... I was just pulling your leg. You're okay."
"OKAY?" She was triggered.
"Sir, your pizza." The shop owner came to his saving with pizzas. The man knew Magnus from the law firm. Also, he is a prince right now, so those who know him can recognise his real identity.
"Thank you, Mr. Bianchi. Tell me if you ever want to open another shop. I own lots of properties around the country." He offered and got to eating.
The owner soon left and they put slices on their plates. Like the animal he was, Magnus started hogging it, stuffing hot cheesy pizza in his mouth.
But, he stopped midway, the stretched cheese made an arch between his mouth and hand. He was outraged.
"EMMA! Don't use a knife and fork for Merlin's sake. Use your hands, this is where the fun's at. Only pompous spoiled brats eat with knife and fork." he instructed her with big warning eyes.
She shrank her neck like a little chicken, acknowledging she was wrong. Then, she used her hand and took a bite. A second later, her eyes widened.
And that is how Emma fell in love with Pizza. Her craze for it will only grow with time.
After eating, they roamed around the city a bit more. He showed her his old home, there were too many memories related to him in there. And call it narcissism or a smart move, he knew someday this house would become a museum to remember him. He knew that the things he was doing were going to leave a big mark in history.
When it started turning evening, Magnus called Abe to bring the car. Emma and Magnus rode back home while eating ice cream, talking and laughing.
But, as they were about to enter, Abe told him about the man that was still outside the house. Holding a banner about his son not being a communist.
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"Sir, that man's son was a captain in the army. He was working for Military Intelligence. But, a month ago he was arrested for selling secrets to the Soviets. He's being kept in an unknown location. That man has been trying to find his son, he was standing in front of the police station, then Buckingham Palace, and now he came here." Abe informed him.
"Didn't he go to a lawyer? At least the location of his son should be revealed to him. I can understand keeping him locked if he did commit treason." Magnus asked.
"No sir, he's crying that the police or court won't hear him no matter what petition he files in court," Abe informed him.
"Hmm... this is troublesome. Call that man over here." He instructed and took out a small wallet from his pocket.
Soon the man stood in front of the window. His eyes were darkened due to not sleeping and his face seemed devoid of any vitality. "Take this card and go to the company. Tell them Magnus sent you. If there is any law firm that can help you, then it is this. However, if your son really committed treason and sold information to the soviets, then you won't get much help, however, you will know what he did and the evidence against him.
"If he is innocent then he will be set free soon. Don't worry."
The man's face bloomed in an instant. Finally, he saw a glimmer of hope, he held the card as if it was the biggest treasure in the world. "T-Thank you, Your Highness. Thank you..."
"Take a bath and eat something, you can only see your son if you're alive. And don't worry about the lawyer's fee. If your son is really wronged then it won't cost you a cent." Magnus assured him and signalled Abe to move the car in.
The man thanked him a few more times and left soon after. Magnus also put this matter at the back of his mind and went to find his family. Emma also followed behind.
Adam didn't have the luxury to not go to his office every day so today it was just Grace and his grandparents at home. The dinner was being prepared and Ragnar was seen messing around with Chad. Chad in return gave annoyed meowing.
"Don't tease him too much, Rag. He can't speak yet. Who knows what's going on in his head." Magnus said.
*THUD*
Chad immediately ran to him and climbed up to his shoulder, then he started dramatically meowing and pointing his fluffy paws at Ragnar. Magnus understood, he was complaining about him.
"See, he can clearly make complex thoughts but he just can't speak yet." He rested his case and walked over to the kitchen with Chad still sitting on his shoulder.
Despite how Magnus treated Chad, despite how much he made the fat cat run to stay healthy, he loved him as a part of the family. Same with Summer, Duck, Cuddles, Pebble, Martha and all the living beings in Camelot. Who said he didn't have a big family, it just spanned different species.
Hell, he had officially given everyone 'Grant' Surname. Though a few phoenixes of Camelot were a bit angry with him.
Speaking of Phoenix, ~What's going on with Fawkes? Did he show his son to Dumbledore?~
...
Magnus' question was being answered a few hundred kilometres away from London in the castle of Hogwarts.
Old man Dumbledore was sitting on his chair, he was tired from all the work. Recently he had been trying to increase his influence in the Wizengamot. Though he knew it wasn't possible unless he somehow found a way to remove the existing members who were against him.
"Ah, Magnus is jolly as always it seems." he read the newspaper and commented. News about Magnus had become far too common now. And after seeing him fight and also testing his abilities himself, he was not afraid for his safety. Also, Magnus had the guidance of Merlin, so what was he? A small wizard.
He leisurely smoked something he found in the muggle world a few days back. It was called a lemon flavoured cigarette. And he quite liked it. This gave him the inspiration to make a non-harmful cigar or pipe with lemon flavour.
It was his pet project so he worked on it every night after work hours. He was doing exactly that.
However, he felt alone. So he looked towards Fawkes' perch. "Where did that boy go now? He's been acting strange these days... puberty maybe?"
"RWAAAAA..."
All of a sudden Fawkes' iconic, ear-deafening screech came. And along with it, Fawkes flew in from the window.
Dumbledore was about to get up to pet him when he noticed Fawkes looking out the window. Then the next moment, to Dumbledore's shock, another phoenix entered. And besides that was a very small Phoenix.
"Fawkes... This... Is this your family?" Dumbledore asked in shock.
Fawkes nodded and landed on his table. Then he dragged forward a small cute fluffy phoenix, who was looking left and right in curiosity. The whole family was red.
Dumbledore fawned over the little Phoenix. His fatherly instincts arose. "Who is this little boy?"
Fawkes pointed his claw at the small collar on the small phoenix's neck. Dumbledore checked it, it had a name on it. "Rex,"
*Pat*
"What a cute name. Hello, Rex. I am Dumbledore, your papa's friend." He introduced himself.
Little phoenix chirped happily and enjoyed the pats. His only experience of being patted was from Martha and Magnus.
"And this must be your wife. Where did you find her? I thought there was no phoenix left in the world." Dumbledore muttered.
"KREEE..." Fawkes screeched and called over his wife. He was a big boy now, with his own family. He was trying to be responsible.
Nina also greeted Dumbledore. She was the most beautiful phoenix in Camelot. Dumbledore also felt it, "I haven't seen many phoenixes in my life but I can tell you must be one of the most beautiful."
"HAHA... today is a happy day. Let's have a small feast." He cheered in happiness. If it was anybody else, they would think the old man had gone senile, talking to birds. But, only Dumbledore knew how close he was to Fawkes.
He called some elfs and asked them to bring a lot of shredded meat. That night, they were going to celebrate.
...
South Africa,
Maximum Security Robben Island Prison,
The maximum-security prison located on the island, almost 6 miles from the mainland, is where thousands of political prisoners, including Nelson Mandela, were held captive, tortured or killed.
Inmates endured regular beatings and extreme torture at the hands of sadistic guards whose tactics went largely unchecked. The coloured prisoners were treated the worst, as that was the fashion of that era.
Conditions inside the prison were tough. Inmates weren't given shoes or sufficient clothing. Many were forced every day to do hard labour in a limestone quarry under the glare of the searing African sun. At night they slept on the stone floor of their tiny cells or on rickety spring beds in larger, overcrowded dorms.
But those hardships all paled in comparison with solitary confinement, the punishment inmates feared most. It didn't take much to end up there: being caught reading a newspaper or political literature, singing songs about freedom, organising card games or working too slowly were just some of the punishable 'offences'
The mental torture was often just as severe as physical. Nelson could write and receive a letter once every six months, and once a year he was allowed to meet with a visitor for 30 minutes.
Due to this, he didn't have much hope of getting out and he had accepted his life. But, he didn't want to give up.
*GRRR...* All of a sudden the door of the small solitary confinement opened. He was thrown in here for trying to stop a guard from beating his friend. The small cell had no window so when the sharp light fell on Nelson's eyes, he couldn't see anything.
The guards just caught his arms and dragged him along. "You're lucky. Didn't know you had friends at such high places."
Nelson was confused. For all he knew, the highest his reach could go was the Governor, the rest of the government was already against him.
They dragged him and threw him inside an empty room with a table and two chairs. He blinked his eyes in quick repetitions to get accustomed to the lights.
"W-who is it?" Nelson questioned.
Roger Burgess, the man selected by Magnus for the job, was already sitting in the room. He had done all the preparation work with the help of Adrian. Roger himself had lots of connections due to his work so it wasn't very hard. The only hard part was to add himself to a few people's memories. This was done by Adrian himself.
Roger went and helped Nelson get up to their seat. The man was 55 at the time, so the life of jail was taking a toll on his body. "Haha, you've grown old, my friend."
Soon Nelson clearly saw Roger's face. He was taken aback, the man was white, why would a white man help him? He thought, as most prison guards hated him to the core. But then he recognised him.
"Ah... Roger?" he exclaimed.
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