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59.12% Harry Potter: Blood of the Dragon[COMPLETE] / Chapter 298: 298. World Record

Chapter 298: 298. World Record

The match with Ombrelune was here. Magnus desired to break the record today so that his name can be remembered forever. Not just because of the record, but also because this was the first-ever inter-school championship. Nobody ever forgets the first-ever in anything.

"Emma, I need you this time," Magnus told her before heading out.

Emma blushingly asked, "Sure, whatever you want, Mag."

He smiled, "I know that. I need you to try to do a trick with the team. I want all of you to create a wall in front of the golden snitch, try to create a negative air pressure due to you flying ahead of it. All I want is for the air to not accelerate it. I will be right behind you, the snitch will have no option but to either get caught or keep on flying until it gets caught by me."

"What about the quaffle? What if they score?" She inquired.

"Don't worry, one score will only get them 10 points, meanwhile if we catch the snitch, we end the game by getting 150 points. So don't worry about the enemy team." He assured her.

She had the utmost confidence in him, so she nodded and ran to tell this plan to the rest of the team. They too agreed on the grounds that this was Magnus' last regular match. He will not play with them again if they can win without him.

Soon, the teams took their position in the sky, the weather was sunny and slightly warm today, even though it was winter. The air was present, but not enough to give any push to anything. Now only if it stays like that for a few seconds.

*WHISTLE*

The referee started the game like before. The Ombrelune team was quick to move and they got the hold of the quaffle. But, shocking them, they faced no resistance, zooming past them the Slytherin team blocked the path of the snitch.

Magnus had a big smile on his face as he sensed an opportunity, the snitch got thrown back by the multiple brooms in front of it, Magnus at that moment used his trick, he lit his feet on fire and pushed himself forward.

*WHISTLE*

"THE FASTEST IN THE HISTORY OF QUIDDITCH! ONLY THREE SECONDS! I REPEAT, ONLY THREE SECONDS! Slytherin has made history." the announcer shouted like he won the game himself.

People were expecting an amazing quick game this time as well so they all had their full focus, unlike the last time. None of them missed the moment Magnus caught the golden snitch.

"GO GO MAGNUS! WIN-WIN MAGNUS!" The cheerleaders that no one hired were dancing and cheering for his win, betraying their own school.

Dumbledore, standing in the teacher's spectator tower, was smiling giddily, ~Magnus, you boy, can't live a day without making news.~ he turned back to Madame Maxime and extended his hand, "Well, you lost the wager, Madame, Mr Pendragon won under five seconds this time."

Madame Maxime was not angry, instead, she was marvelling. She quickly took out a golden coin from her purse and handed it to Dumbledore while speaking, "Marvellous, to think this boy could have turned out to be a godly quidditch player even if he wasn't all the other things baffles me,"

"It's a normal day in Hogwarts, Madame. Ever since he has arrived at the school, no day goes by silently. Sometimes his pranks are too much but they make you laugh in the end." Dumbledore praised Magnus. The school had a love or hate relationship with him, and it surely was more love than hate.

"I expect nothing less from the future of the wizarding world. Let's go, I believe this marks the unofficial end for the Inter-school championship. The quiz is just a formality to please the education board of the ministry." She said and walked down from the tower.

At the same time, in the field, Ragnar, Severus, Lily and James joined their celebrations. The opposing team was feeling disheartened, the game ended before they could even make a goal with the quaffle. But their captain was experienced and didn't allow them to feel too sad. The reason being he had already expected such an outcome.

Magnus shook hands with all of them and returned to the changing room with his team. All of them were happy and they were going to be stars in the newspapers soon. Magnus was also going to specifically promote this championship in the papers zealously. He wanted other schools around the world to also take part in Inter-School Championship. This was the exact reason they named it Inter-School and not Hog-Beaux Championship or something.

"EVERYONE! Let's give Magnus the appreciation he deserves." Emma shouted.

Out of the blue, all the boys lifted him in the air and started throwing him up. "HIP HIP HURRAY! LONG LIVE SLYTHERIN! LONG LIVE MAGNUS!"

Magnus enjoyed this. But, then all of a sudden he felt something prick him on the ass. He tilted his head and looked, it was Ragnar. "RAG, YOU BASTARD. STOP PRICKING ME WITH THE NEEDLE!"

Ragnar heartily laughed, playing pranks on his brother.

Soon, they changed their clothes and gathered with everyone in the great hall. The celebrations were held here, it was a normal snack party as they were just around the evening. The match was supposed to last longer but too bad.

"Emma, best of luck managing the team from next year. You can ask for help anytime you want." Magnus said.

She nodded and cheekily smiled, waving a letter in front of his face, "I guess I should also wish you luck. Look who just got selected by the national team."

"They selected me?" Magnus snatched the letter and read it. It was indeed true. "I guess... you should wish them luck that they last until I turn 14. Anyway, let's eat."

Dumbledore and Madame Maxime gave their speeches later, marking the end of the championship. The next day, the quiz was held, where Magnus' team lost, the reason being that they didn't know enough about France's magical history.

Magnus didn't even try, he let them have this worthless award to at least not feel damaged in the ego aspect. And on Sunday, they finally headed back to Hogwarts. Magnus had to sneak through the underground tunnels to avoid the fangirls who were roaming the corridors of the school.

Still, he didn't disappoint them, as he arranged for a special gift for them.

...

Magnus left through the portkey in the Ministry of Magic of France. The moment they arrived in the UK, they heard a loud round of applause. The minister was there, Moody, Kingsley and many more Aurors were present. They were all smiling ear to ear, winning this championship with such an overwhelming result was a matter of pride for them all. This gave them the validity that their school was the best in Europe.

Magnus let them live in their shallow dreams. The truth was, it was due to him that they won so many gold medals. Otherwise, only Ragnar, Lily and Severus would have won.

Dumbledore was their official guardian so he was at the front, "Thank you for welcoming us, madam Minister. I'm sure everyone at the school is waiting for us. We shall go now."

The minister facilitated their departure. But at that time Magnus saw Moody's fake eye signalling him to stay and come with him. So he talked with Dumbledore, "Professor, I need to talk about some business with the minister. I will return in 15 minutes."

Dumbledore had no reason to say no, since Magnus had been to the ministry many times and even had a deeper relationship with it than him.

So Magnus waited for everyone to leave. Once he was alone, he asked, "What happened?"

The minister was still there, she was more loyal to him than even the ministry. Magnus was slowly turning her into one of his most loyal followers, and one day if she proves herself, she might even become a part of the Order of the Merlin.

"Follow me, one of the Death Eaters, related to Avery family confessed something strange in one of my intero... questioning," Moody replied.

"What exactly?" Magnus stopped.

Moody looked like he was having constipation, Eugenia too. They seemed frightened to even speak about it. Moody didn't reply completely, "Just follow me and look at the memory from the pensieve. You will understand."

"Yes, your majesty. It was too shocking for us. We didn't even record his statement in the official documents and kept the memory with us. Except for the two of us, nobody knows. Moody even made sure to use occlumency on the guards to ensure they didn't hear anything. If what that Avery family's lord said is true, then I'm afraid it will shake the world." She looked outright frightened.

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Chapter 299: 299. Decisive Victory

Magnus was intrigued by them and followed them to the deep vault where the memories were stored from various interrogations and trials. This was more of a memory record room.

Eugenia was rubbing her hands nervously as Moody put a memory in the pensieve. She moved closer to him and spoke, "Your Majesty, um... I should tell this to you before you look into the memory. You will hear him repeat a word, you might not know what it means as it's been kept a secret from the world. He will repeat the word Hor"

She was stopped as Magnus raised his hand, "You mean Horcrux? Wait, let me look at the memory."

Moody and Eugenia were left in shock, seeing Magnus knew about it. Without speaking to them, Magnus took a dive and looked at the whole memory. Moody was pulling the Avery lord's nails and inserting them back into his pee hole when the man confessed.

Moments later, Magnus was back, "Ah, what he says is basic knowledge. I actually know this, I also know that Voldemort has made more than one Horcrux, in fact, many more than one. I know the location of one and know what the other two are but don't know their location. For the rest of them, I also have an idea. I don't want this information to travel around because if Voldemort knows that we know, he will start changing the location of the Horcruxes. We don't want that.

"I and Dumbledore are working to find all of them. We can only destroy all of them at the same time in case destroying one will send him a signal."

Moody and Eugenia's faces were worth watching, they looked like a ghost just passed through them. They could not understand how even with so much organisational power and intelligence gathering ability, they were outdone by Magnus.

Moody couldn't digest this defeat and asked, "How did you find this out?"

Magnus chuckled, "For this, you should look at this memory of mine."

This time Magnus took a snot-like blue shining thing string out of his mind and put it in the pensieve. Watch it together." He said.

Both of them obliged and looked into it. They quickly found out why they were outdone. The reason was that they didn't have the most trusted follower of Voldemort. However, the content of Rodolphus' torture was something that people can't digest so easily.

"UWAAAA..." Eugenia vomited once she stopped watching.

Moody's face looked contorted as if he had just drunk his own puke. He looked at Magnus with a horrified face and exclaimed in horror, "BLOODY MERLIN! THIS GOBLIN'S MADDER THAN ME! BASTARD OUTDID ME."

Magnus nodded in delight, "I know, right? I love that goblin, but I don't know how he eats after all that."

"Since when did you have him?" Eugenia asked after burning her vomit away and cleaning her face.

He honestly replied, "Ever since the battle. Ragnar caught him himself."

Moody nodded, "I did see Ragnar charging at him, but didn't see him take him away. Brilliant. He beat a strong Dark Wizard without even using Charms."

Magnus was also proud of his brother. "Minister, I hope you understand. If you don't remember, let me remind you." his face turned sad as he iterated the next words, "Ragnar's life... was full of misery. The ones who killed his family were Voldemort, Rodolphus and another person. Ragnar particularly hated Rodolphus, because he saw him trying to r*pe his mother, prompting her to kill herself before anything could happen. She did it to not scar the mind of the little five-year-old Ragnar more than it already was.

"It was his life's aim to catch this monster alive and torture him. And so I helped him."

"I-Is he still alive?" She inquired.

He nodded, "He is alive and experiencing things worse than what you saw. He will live as long as Ragnar wants him to. And yes, I support him, this is what every single Death Eater deserves. Truly, it's a waste to send them to Azkaban. No prison is unbreakable, remember this."

Moody and Eugenia for the first time truly felt scared of Magnus and felt good that they were on his good side. Especially Eugenia, who had nearly gone into Magnus' bad books.

*Yawn* "I'm heading back to school. Oh, by the way, keep the thing about Horcrux a secret. But you can still try to torture the remaining Death Eaters, the more we know about each Horcrux the better. We need to be sure how many there are. Know this, there is one that's Voldemort's diary, one is a ring, one is Helga Hufflepuff's cup. The remaining ones are most likely the other treasures of the four founders, all except the Griffindor's sword since Dumbledore has it. So try to find out about them. But... make sure you don't talk about it." He ordered them and silently left.

After he was gone, there was a looming silence in the room. Neither Moody spoke nor Eugenia.

"He... H..."

"He's too good." Moody finished her words.

She nodded, "I... can't believe he's so young and yet so... experienced in everything."

Moody snorted, "If there was no Voldemort, he would have most likely been an ordinary child. But the appearance of the dark lord, who's after his life from the first year of his school pushed him beyond his limit. Don't forget, you have to beat the iron to make it stronger. Let's get back to work. I shall destroy every mention of those vile things."

...

Hogwarts,

Magnus returned to the school. Students left and right congratulated him, those from Slytherin hugged him and threw him in the air. Although Gryffindor lost the quidditch, they still won many medals. All houses had winners today, and Magnus made sure not to overshadow them and dishearten them. Hence, he stood up during the dinner hall and climbed his table.

Professor Sprout was about to scold him but Dumbledore stopped her.

Magnus looked at everyone. He had a cup of orange juice in his hand. "My dear friends... my dear teachers and caretakers of the school." Argus Filch was on cloud nine to be mentioned. He was already a fan of Magnus, now he was going to be a fan-girl. Not that Magnus would appreciate it.

He continued, "It was a very joyful week. France was... merveilleux. Beauxbatons Academy of Magic treated us very well. Their food was... decent."

"ALSO YOUR FANGIRLS!" Someone from the Ravenclaw table shouted.

Magnus embarrassingly smiled, "Well, let's not talk about bad experiences and spoil this evening. We all know the french can sometimes get a bit... too zealous when showing their love.

"Anyway, I shall not bore you. I know that all those 7th years who went with the team are dying to snuggle with their girls." His comment earned some blushing faces among the girls and boys both, as well as laughter.

"Out of the 50 students, 39 brought back medals. Those of you who didn't, don't get disheartened. The fact you were selected proves you are among the top in this school.

"To thank you all, I am awarding ten thousand galleons to each gold medalist, five thousand galleons for silver medalists, two and a half thousand galleons for bronze medalists, and at last, a thousand galleons to those who participated but couldn't win."

"MAGNUS! MAGNUS! MAGNUS! MAGNUS!" Everyone started chanting, some whistled.

Magnus decided to end his speech, "And to those worrying about the fangirls, don't worry, I left them a surprise. MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!"

It was December after all, they were already one week in. Dumbledore also took the cue and to make the mood more fun flicked his wand towards the ceiling. It immediately started to snow.

Everyone enjoyed themselves and ate happily. But it was only Ragnar and Severus who clearly understood Magnus' motive.

"Good job, all those who participated are the top students. Winning them is like winning a goldmine." Ragnar praised him.

Severus nodded, "Even if five per cent of them join our companies or the Order then we'd call it a success."

"By the way, Magnus, I won two gold medals, do I get twenty thousand galleons?" Ragnar suddenly asked.

Magnus smiled, "Oh my dear brother, we're family. Your medals don't count."

╰(‵□′)╯

"OYE!" Ragnar grabbed him and started playing around.

...

France,

Nearly at the same time, in Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. All of a sudden a lot of owls started to fly into the hall. The occupants were very disappointed with their performance and hence were depressed.

But, these owls dropped letters in front of every single student. The words "From Magnus Grant Emrys Pendragon" with the royal seal were clearly visible. The girls quickly opened it and found a moving photo of him, in which he pointed at them and winked. It was a beautiful picture. The girls fawned over it.

Just then one screamed, "AAAAA... LOOK AT THE BACK!"

Every single girl turned it and looked. There was a message for them, each had the same message but the addressed name was according to each girl. The message read, "Thank you, (name), for hosting me and my friends. Stay healthy and someday we might meet again."

The girls screamed in shock and excitement. But, not much later, a boy also screamed in excitement, "MERDE! MAGNUS IS AWESOME!"

Each boy found a ticket to the Quidditch World Cup's finals. One after another, everyone's face turned into excitement.

"AAAAA... we got tickets too." Then the girls also screamed after they stopped lusting over Magnus' picture and looked inside the envelope.

Meanwhile, Madame Maxime, who saw all this, couldn't help but sigh with a smile, ~What a leader... what a womaniser. You shouldn't play with this many french maidens' hearts, Mr Pendragon.~ she thought and focused on the meal. At least the dinner was not depressing anymore.

With this, Magnus won over or at least left a strong impression over the wizards who would one day run the french magical community.

It was a decisive victory from Magnus.

[A/N: Sun Tzu would be proud.]

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You can read 20 advance chapters or my Naruto fic, and more at -patreon.com/misterimmortal.

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