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Chapter 110: An unexpected meeting! Part-3

{Headmaster's Office, Hogwarts}

{25th Sep 1991}

{Dumbledore's POV}

"There is no chance I could allow anyone not from the Slytherin bloodline access to the Chamber. Even if Slytherin was a lunatic and wanted to kill the Muggleborns, that is something I can not be a part of..." Rigel spoke.

Albus was a little surprised at how much the boy knew. He had several theories about how Rigel knew this; maybe he got access to some of his Slytherin inheritance, which would explain how he certainly was much more competent than the rest of the first years. Maybe something from Gringotts... And with the way the boy had set the minimum requirements quite clearly, the instincts of an explorer from his youthful days tingled.

'Is there a legacy that Slytherin left behind? Something in the Chamber? But Tom would have already found it during his school days. and Rigel never went in. Gringotts perhaps...' Albus mused. Tom Riddle was a magical prodigy that much everyone agreed on. Could a lost legacy be the reason for that? Probably, but all that speculation made it hard for him not to try and unearth what else Tom knew.

'Searching the Chamber or forever keeping an eye on the boy's progress is the only way to clear this variable...' Dumbledore concluded, but the problem with that was the young heir in front of him. He could not do anything forceful as subtle manipulations wouldn't work. The last time he tried something like this on a natural Occlumens, he had created a monster.

At the same time, young Rigel was in his most impressionable stage, according to the reports not only did he not have a guardian but he also didn't have any adult figure in his life.

'He's basically a muggle-born as well. Children who grew up in the wizarding world are familiar with the concept that they gain some independence after they are 25 years old. A muggle-born is already fiercely independent at 18,' Albus hummed to himself as he looked into Rigel's eyes.

The self-confidence on display made it clear that Rigel saw himself as the latter. So, for now, the only option was to play the negotiation game, try to push the bottom line, and even see if the young heir knew something more.

"A basilisk is an ancient and mystical creature, the King of the Serpents as you aptly put it, I cannot deal with it without entering the Chamber itself, the damage to the castle and the risk to the student can not be ignored..." Dumbledore replied. His tone was serious as he looked into Rigel's eyes. The boy surprisingly didn't shy away, even more, Rigel's eyes were roaming on Albus's face.

'With courage like that, he could have easily been a Gryffindor...' The errant through popped up as Dumbledore waited for Rigel.

After thinking about it for a few moments, Albus saw Rigel shift slightly as he shrugged, "Then you would have to just trust me not to open the Chamber again. After all, I'm the only known speaker of Parseltongue, aren't I? And if something does happen someday, all you have to do is get me. I'm practically a first-year muggle-born... No threats here." 

Albus would love nothing more than to believe him, but he himself knew that somehow Voldemort had survived even though his body had been eradicated by the backfired Killing curse. The evidence of soul magic was quite clear that night. So he knew that sooner or later, Tom would return. Especially with the Prophecy only half completed, tough times were ahead.

In the last decade, he has been researching how Tom survived that encounter even though his body was dead. Even the philosopher Stone, capable of producing the Elixir of Life, wasn't able to save any small magical creatures from getting their bodies eradicated, let alone survive and exist in this world in the form of a spirit while at the same time not as a ghost.

He was frustrated at the results he had gotten from his experiments. Even though Nicholas had already told him it wouldn't work, this was one of the last avenues he could try. 

Albus looked at Rigel again, 'the same self-confidence, the almost prodigal-like magical ability, Natural Occlumens...'

Albus stopped; once again, he pushed his prejudice away and sighed; he had his own pride for believing in second chances. So he can't judge someone in a harsh light even before young Rigel has done anything wrong. The only thing that forced him to broach was to see if Rigel would allow him to clear the threat before Tom could regain his power.

'There is no need to force the issue right now; Tom at least hasn't gained a body yet,' Albus concluded as he nodded.

"I guess I should have more trust in my students..." Albus admitted. The slight widening of his eyes revealed that the young heir was quite surprised. Albus continued, "How have your classes been? I hope you are enjoying your time at Hogwarts."

"Thank you for your concern, Headmaster... Learning Magic has been an interesting experience, though I can't help but notice how light our curriculum is?" Rigel asked.

"Ah, quite a lot of Muggle-borns ask that question. The workload of your magical education might seem light to someone who has gone through Muggle education. The reason behind this is that your magical cores gain their first maturity at 17 years of age. That's why Hogwarts starts late: our magic is very unstable before this first maturity, and even after it, it is a good idea to take things slow; excess pressure on your core could cause irreparable damage." Albus answered. He noticed that the stoic look on Rigel's face was gone, and now he was leaning forward in interest.

'A strong sense of magical wonder...' Albus concluded. He could work with that. While Tom had displayed hidden cruelty even before coming to Hogwarts, Rigel didn't show any dark emotions or past. Albus was confident that, given enough time, he could ensure that the young mind in front of him didn't sway to the darker arts.

'Although it would have been a little helpful if he was not surrounded by children of Dark Supremacists... I have to talk to Minerva and ensure that Rigel has another point of view to consider...'

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AN - Due to popular demand, Minerva is now introduced into the story a little earlier than I planned!

P.S - 47+ Chapters on P.atreon!


Chapter 111: The Fallen House! Part-1

{Main Office, Malfoy Manor, Unplottable}

{1st Oct 1991} 

{3rd Person POV}

Lucius smashed the ink pot on the opposite wall as he read through another supposed headline that Rita had tried to publish but was stopped by the newspaper director. While he had successfully stopped these articles from being posted after the first day, he was bleeding money every day as each blockade cost him quite a bit of hush money.

Trying to contact Rita hadn't worked, as she had denied even meeting him. Her attack had spread from his father's plans to overtake the Black Family's vault to other instances of corruption that he had personally been a part of, like his involvement in the underground slave market for graduated muggle-borns that he didn't want the general public to know.

'Things that no one should know... How is she even finding out all of this information?' Lucius cursed as he looked at the latest piece on his involvement in the drug trade.

'''The Noble House of Malfoy: A house built upon a small farm in Greece'''

'''The Origins of House Malfoy can be traced down to the boat their ancestors took to arrive in greater Britain. While the boat did come from France, where they have become an unofficial exiled branch, the foundation of the newest house of Winzengamont could be traced to their opium farm in Greece...'''

...

Lucius pushed the paper aside and threw it away as well. This particular article was nothing but a bunch of lies mixed together. House Malfoy has been involved with the drug trade, as drugs are a quite famous pastime for the upper-class purebloods who have a lot of time on their hands. Even to this day, his import/smuggling business with Greengrass is one of the most profitable ones, but nowhere in the article was the other house mentioned.

'She's blatantly targeting House Malfoy now, but why? What could the brat have possibly promised that she would risk going against us...' 

Rita Skeeter's behaviors didn't make sense to him. The other thing that didn't make any sense was the fact that the Diary, which he had planted months ago, hadn't produced any results. Wasn't it supposed to bring death and destruction to the Muggleborns? Why, even after one whole month of it being planted, there hasn't been a single rumor or anything regarding it?

Combined with the fact that he was losing allies, he didn't see losing ever was just a massive headache. The Greengrass had backed away from talks of Draco's betrothal contract with Astoria, and the Parkinson's have also rescinded the betrothal contract that they had been so ready for during the past few years.

He hadn't lost control of the Black fortune yet, and he wasn't going to let some brat who grew up in muggle filth take control of one of the greatest fortunes in Wizarding Britain.

"Dobby!" Lucius snarled. He had to wait a few seconds before the elf appeared in front of his table. The distaste was clear in Lucius's tone, but he tried to keep it neutral and spoke, "Where's Narcissa?"

The elf bowed unconsciously as he stuttered out, "L-lady Malfoy is in the Master Bedroom."

Lucius spoke, "Tell her that I—" he stopped midway. No matter his mood, he really can't go overboard with Narcissa. Her father was a fool, but he had made sure to include several clauses that ensured her safety and her status in the house. That's why, although he had managed to free Draco from her influence, she still enjoyed her station as Lady Malfoy, even though Lucius would love nothing more to get rid of her.

He stood up, looked down at Cindy's collapsed form, and poked her with his cane, "Enervate~"

"Clean up and change the rug." He instructed as he walked away. He knew that Cindy would already be rushing to the bathroom that was attached to his office. She was one of the reasons Lucius realized how much of a bad match he and Narcissa were. While Narcissa was indeed several times more beautiful than others, she was dominant both in her views and in bed. 

During the muggle raids that they did as Death Eaters, he realized how much he enjoyed subservient sexual partners. Watching the despair and anger on their husband's faces as their wives and daughters worshiped his cock under the influence of the Imperius curse was a scenario he couldn't get enough of.

Coming back to his stale sexual life back at home just wasn't for him, so he used quite a lot of his influence to add several amendments to the article that conserved muggle-borns rights and allowed him to keep slaves legally and after a couple of duds, Cindy had fulfilled all of his fantasies, for now.

He had been angling for a more aggressive, acceptable punishment for Muggle crimes, hoping to reenact several of his best moments when Rigel's arrival in the Wizarding world disrupted all of his plans. The votes that he knew he had suddenly dried up, and a spike of anger tore through him as he thought about all that work undone. 

Lucius pushed the door to the bedroom open, only to find Narcissa in her underwear. She was holding onto her wedding dress, one he vaguely remembered her wearing that day.

"What are you doing?" Lucius asked. This was a little absurd behavior, even for her.

'What is she planning with that? Please tell me this isn't another one of her emotional manipulation attempts.' 

"You should knock before you blast the doors open," Narcissa spoke, her eyes locked into his own before she dismissed him and walked toward her bed. She bent down and carefully placed the long dress back on the bed. His eyes traced her voluptuous ass and the back arch as she stood back up. It was moments like these that he wished that he could have slipped a couple of potions into her food and made her his bitch.

"I need to clear out some space in my wardrobe, so this will go into storage... What do you want?" she looked back, her eyebrows raised at the implied question.

'Fuck her, I don't care...' Lucius thought as he began explaining his next plan to her.

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AN: Reintroducing Narcissa!

P.S - Picture of Narcissa in lingerie and 47+ chapters ahead on P.atreon!


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