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47.81% Harry Potter: Blood of the Dragon[COMPLETE] / Chapter 241: 241. Bobby, The Negotiator.

Chapter 241: 241. Bobby, The Negotiator.

New York,

Michael Corleone, for today's meeting, had called on a few men for safeguarding. Although he didn't fear death, he feared being taken advantage of by a wizard. It was unknown to him that Bobby was not a wizard but since people from MEDA will come who will all be wizards, it was a good safety measure, but a useless one, since a muggle can never fight a wizard head-on.

The apartment was already very secure but to ensure better security the side apartments were also rented. Michael had gone full paranoid with this meeting.

B.J. Harrison, his financial advisor, helped him calm down, "They are just coming for some real estate. They don't have any interest in your mob past, they only want your influence over it."

"That is what I am afraid of, Harrison. That side of the world is like quicksand. The more you move the more you get swallowed in it. I hope the benefits of this meeting outweigh the risks." Michael breathed out while smoking a cigar.

...

Bobby had just finished his classes at the college, he had no idea he had made a mob boss so restless. When he went out of the building a car was already waiting for him. There were three, actually, one in the middle and one in the front and back, acting as the escort.

Harvard was already in the car, with a thick folder. There was also a person from Tonks and Tonks, a muggle who knew. He was the only lawyer Muggle-who-knew on the Eastern side of the United States.

Harvard started to brief him about the meeting as well as some other things. "Now Michael is trying to go legitimate. He does not want to go back into the mafia world. So, if we are doing this we're actually pulling him back down. The other four families are already trying to cut him out of the equation for a long time now, so he's taking a risk by meeting you."

"Then I will say, it's a risk worth taking. Didn't he kill his own brother though? Why is he trying to act like a good Christian now?" Bobby asked.

"Well, his brother betrayed him from what we know." Harvard clarified.

Bobby nodded and stayed silent. Though in his mind he agreed to one thing, ~If I were to betray Magnus, I'd rather kill myself before he kills himself in disappointment.~

He then looked at all the properties he could buy. The Mob was involved with just too many businesses. These were, but not limited to, Garbage Hauling/Waste Management, Gambling, Carpentry and Construction, Real Estate, Restaurants and Pizzerias, Bars, Pornography, Music Recording and Fishing.

And all of them were built on land owned by someone bad. Bobby was just going to take some of the lands at a fair price of course. He knew that if he directly contacted them they would try to loot him. But, if Michael, the Godfather, went as the representative, then those families will have to give face. Of course, he would give something to Michael in return too.

Michael desired for a way out of the mess he had involved himself in over the years. He wanted to keep his family safe. He wanted to keep his business safe.

"Why does he live in an apartment? Hah, I don't think New York prices have gone that high." He asked.

This, nobody knew. Harvey just knew tidbits, "He recently returned to New York, he was in the west coast otherwise."

"Hmm... A World War 2 soldier, who fought for freedom, became a gangster who took away people's freedom. An example of bad life choices right there." Bobby sighed and relaxed.

Harvard didn't agree though, he told Bobby about his own past, "I'm also a World War 2 veteran, sir. I was originally an American, I was drafted into the magic corps, aimed at dealing with the Nazi wizards and Japanese wizards.

"Then I married a British nurse and took citizenship. We weren't really fighting for freedom, we were doing it because there wasn't anything else to do. Once the war was over, people's real faces started to resurface."

Bobby, however, seemed more shocked with something else, "WAIT! You're more than 50 years old?"

"Haha, I am a wizard, sir. We age slowly." Harvard laughingly said.

...

After about 2 hours they finally arrived at the apartment building of Michael. There were men standing at its entrance already and they got alerted seeing three identical cars stopping at the entrance.

Bobby looked out of the window and sighed, "Too bad they don't understand their guns are useless here."

Because even Bobby has so many charmed protection on his body that even if he was directly shot at he wouldn't die. Most wizards don't really do this as they look down upon muggles, but Magnus was one paranoid wizard and saw the danger value behind every weapon.

"Let's go." He got out of the car. Along with him, the lawyer and 6 MEDA agents went inside the building. The men in suits looked at them with tilted gazes but never looked straight.

Inside the elevator, the lift operator automatically pressed the button to the right floor. ~It seems Mr Corleone owns the whole building.~

The lift stopped at the top floor. Just as he walked out he was greeted by a few doors. One on his left, one on his front and one right. All of them were the largest apartments in the building, the floor only had 3 of them.

The centre door was opened by a man in a suit and the first thing he did was smile. It was the smile of a moderate man who tries to negotiate first. He was obviously not the Godfather.

"Good afternoon, gentlemen. I am B.J. Harrison, chief financial advisor and attorney. If any of you have guns or knives, please hand them to me." Harrison requested.

6 of MEDA agents handed two guns each, as well as a pocket knife. They keep these muggle weapons to usually make the other party not focus on their wands. If Harrison had asked for their wands, they would already have been on their way back.

Harrison had a heap of weapons in his arms by now. He just somehow managed to put them on a side table. "Please, come in."

After they entered he closed the door and also put a lock on it. Too bad, all locks could be opened with a swing of a wand.

Harrison led them to a deeper section of the apartment. The apartment was like any normal expensive house, with lots of wooden furniture and lights, giving it a luxury sense.

"Please, Gentlemen, you all can wait here. Mr Armstrong, you should come in." Harrison instructed/requested them.

But Bobby protested, "Harvard and my lawyer will come with me. They are very important for this meeting as they also represent their own companies."

Harrison nodded and took them inside. Bobby frowned as soon as he entered. For some reason, the room was very poorly lit and the only light there was in the room was focusing on a person in a white suit at the end of the room. The man looked old, in his 50s and smart. He was smoking a cigar and not even looking at them.

*Sigh* ~Freaking Mob bosses and their love for overdramatising minor things.~

"Umm... did you accept to meet me just to play hide and seek, Mr Corleone? For god's sake, I can't even look at my watch in this room. Switch on some lights, come on." Bobby blurted, with no care whatsoever of whom he was standing in front of.

Michael was taken aback, and so was Harrison. They expected at least some level of fear from the young boy, he was a person who had killed people after all.

But who would tell them that Bobby was the one involved in the heist of Arthur's painting with Magnus from Buckingham Palace. And he was not even 10 at the time. That was actually much more nerve wreaking than anything he had faced in his life.

"I came here to discuss business so let's not waste any time on theatrics, because if that's what he wants then I can ask Mr Harvard here to shoot rainbows from his palm," Bobby added.

Bobby was taught well by Magnus, that to never deal with someone from a position of inferiority. Always strive to squash your opponent and gain dominance in the discussion.

Michael coughed. This was the first time in his Godfather career he had faced this. He sat straight and doused the cigar.

"Harrison, please turn on the lights. Gentleman, I am Michael Corleone, owner of Vito Corleone Foundation." Michael introduced himself.

"I am Brandon Steel Armstrong, Founder and CEO of FutureTek industries, FT Motors, Eternal Energy Solutions and a few more companies. Nice to meet you." Brandon politely replied with his own big titles.

Then the lawyer introduced himself, "I am Daniel Radcliffe, a representative of Tonks & Tonks consultancy agency."

Harvard was the last, "I am the East Coast head of the Magic Eye Detective Agency, MEDA. You probably never heard about the company because you're normally not supposed to."

Harrison and Michael were left dumbly staring at their faces. They were most shocked by MEDA. The whole Mob feared them and always prayed to god in the morning that the police would not hire MEDA to investigate them. And thankfully, New York was so much into debt that they never hired them.

But the fact they were here as juniors to Bobby spoke leaps and bounds about the importance Bobby held to his backer. Now they were getting fully serious.

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Chapter 242: 242. Mourning

"So what properties are you interested in, Mr Armstrong?" Michael finally got to the point and spoke respectfully, instead of talking in his Godfather persona.

Bobby put down a map, "Well, these were requests from Magnus. He wants to buy this whole dock section that the Bonanno family currently runs. They don't use it for anything except smuggling drugs and weapons. Now, I can simply deal with the whole gang, involve the police too. But, it will then take too long.

"Then we wanted to buy this whole warehouse and land in the industrial area, which is owned and run by the Gambino family. They mainly use it to store their counterfeit goods.

"Then Genovese family that owns this whole block of the street. I want it. It will be turned into the most luxurious location to live in.

"Lastly, I also want to buy around 127 shops, large and small that you all own combined." Bobby put forward the request. He was planning to use these shops and open FutureTek stores later. There could also be other stores belonging to countless other consumer-based companies that he or Magnus owned.

Michael, meanwhile, was gobsmacked after hearing the request. He started this meeting hoping the deal would be about a few plots or houses, but here these men were after the whole city.

"Umm... I am afraid this much we can not do, Mr Armstrong, you need to understand that even my hands are tied. If I come after their interests then they would kill me." Michael nervously said.

"Come on, they are going to kill you anyway. Do you really think you can live a legitimate life and still rule over the 5 families? The moment they realise you are using your legitimate money to strengthen your mob family they will strike.

"Besides, I am not asking you all to sell me, I am giving you an offer, a ticket to exist for a little longer," Bobby said nonchalantly. He was dealing with a Mob boss of bosses, of course, he was not going to be a good little boy and just ask. He was going to push and if need be break some people. The business world had taught him enough, but that's actually much worse because, in the business world, you never find out who even hit you and you just lose everything.

Michael and Harrison completely understood the meaning behind the words. This was a simple and open warning or a threat to them. Sell him what he wants or he will wipe them off.

But Michael tried to instil some fear in Bobby, he was not a Godfather for nothing, "Are you ready to let your men die for this? Just for this property?"

"HAHAHA... that was a good joke." Harvey laughed suddenly. "Do you really think you will be able to fight an army of wizards who came prepared to fight muggles armed with guns? No matter what you throw, grenades or bullets, nothing will hurt us. And as Mr Armstrong said, your time will be up."

"Is it coming from you or MEDA?" Harrison questioned in a scornful voice.

Bobby replied this time, "No, this was a direct threat from Magnus Grant Emrys Pendragon. You know, some of you might actually survive if it was just us who came after you. But, once I tell him you all rejected his deal, he will come personally and let me tell you, not even wizards can stand against him, what are a few men with guns?"

Arrogant, crazy and most likely narcissistic. That's what Michael and Harrison thought about Bobby and Magnus. But, they truly felt terrified thinking about it.

Only Michael knew about the power of a wizard as he had seen it in the war. The Japanese used strange weapons, their katana swords were somehow blocking bullets and cutting people like a hot knife on butter. Only after he became the Godfather and found out about the magical world did everything start making sense.

The two gulped their saliva and looked at each other.

Bobby for the last time spoke, "Look, the golden age of Mob is coming to an end. In the near future, there will be no places for people like you and mob families. Then you will all be nothing but wanted criminals, hated by society. This is your chance, grab my hand and I will pull you out of the gutter, or keep mingling with the sewer rats and I'll just watch you get washed away with the filth of the city."

The double meaning was well understood by Michael. If he kept close with bad work and other families, he'll get purged along with them when the push comes.

Michael nodded with a sigh, "I can try, but can't guarantee. I will try to persuade the other families but it's entirely their wish if they want to sell it or not."

"Just tell them what I told you today. If they reject. Sooner than later, we will come after everything they own. The current government administration may be weak and worthless but that won't always be the case. Anyway, it was nice meeting you, Mr Corleone. We can discuss your benefits after you persuade the families. Until then, take care." Bobby waved his hand and proceeded to leave.

...

They came down from the building and boarded the car. He completely laid back quickly, relaxing himself.

"Sir, would his majesty really have come?" Harvey asked in the car, it was clear by now he was a fan.

Bobby chuckled and answered, "Hehe... I just played a game with them. Magnus never told me about fighting a war, I was just using his name to threaten them. But, he would have surely come to wipe them off, he hates all the gangsters ever since that Oscar child kidnapper incident. He hates all things related to organised crime.

"This time, he has given them one last chance. By taking away their property, he will be taking away their revenue stream, crippling the families. Then the police will push in and get them all. All families like Coreleon, if they truly take up the good legitimate path, they will be spared."

"But sir, won't buying land from them would also be like giving them cash to expand their illegal operations," Harvey pointed out.

Bobby smirked, "Hah, for this, Magnus did tell me a plan. He said the money will reach each family, but it will be charmed to be a portkey."

Harvey and Daniel had their eyes widened. They were truly crippling the Mafia.

...

Magnus' Mansion,

"AAACHOOO... Argh... who talking about me now? CHAD? ARE YOU CURSING ME?" Magnus asked the smart-looking cat, sitting by the window and looking outside.

Chad confusedly shook his head. He raised his paws and pointed at Ragnar, who was sleeping on a couch. Magnus nodded, "Yeah, he's probably having some stupid dream."

"HORRR..." Summer flew in with a letter. She probably intercepted it from another owl.

Magnus opened it, it was from Rita Skeeter. "Your Majesty, I would like to go to the United States and see what people think and feel about you. Umm... can I have some funds to go there?"

Magnus agreed with her decision. He needs to become Mr Worldwide if he wants fan-following everywhere. So he wrote a reply, "The accountant will contact you soon. Go to France, Japan and Russia too."

The last day was coming. His holidays were very amazing this year. He got to meet Nicolas, learn so many new things and many more. He loved it. But, good things never last forever.

*Sigh*

...

The next day, when Magnus came to the breakfast hall, he saw Ragnar dressed in neat and clean clothes, his hair neatly combed as well. This was rare.

"Where are you going today?" Magnus asked.

Ragnar calmly replied, "Somewhere very important."

Magnus immediately had some ideas. He looked at Ragnar's face and felt something, ~This bastard. He's still hiding his emotions.~

"I will go with you then. Got nothing to do anyway. Chad, you can come with us as well." he decided and quickly went to his room to get ready.

Ragnar didn't reject it and just ate his breakfast silently.

...

An hour later,

Magnus and Ragnar arrived at a small garden behind a very large building. The building looked old but was still neatly maintained.

"I used to play on that tree when I was small. It used to grow apples on them, magically forced, so now it's nearly dead." Ragnar gave a small tour of the property.

Magnus could feel a hint of melancholy in his voice. It was depressing but Magnus couldn't do anything about it, as this was something Ragnar would have to do himself. But his mental scars might not heal until Ragnar has avenged his family.

After a while, they came to a corner of the garden. There were about 20 big and beautiful marble tombstones. Ragnar went to put flowers in front of each of them. His eyes were dark and sad at the moment, only the whistling of air was telling them they were not standing in a silent room.

Magnus followed his brother around the garden, he read the names on each tombstone. And all 20 of them had one thing in common, they all had the surname "Oroborus."

Ragnar at last came in front of one tombstone and silently sat down in front of it. This was... his mother's tombstone.

Magnus did the same. If Grace can be Ragnar's mother then Ragnar's mother was also his mother. And he will also get them avenged.

The two brothers silently sat there, nobody knew what they thought, but the two had one thing in mind, that to avenge the family, and many wars still needed to be fought. For how long will these peaceful days go on? Nobody knew.

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