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91.03% Harry Potter: Ero World / Chapter 132: The Core Expansion Ritual! Part-1 ~Heavy NSFW~

Chapter 132: The Core Expansion Ritual! Part-1 ~Heavy NSFW~

{Rigel's Room, Slytherin Dorm, Hogwarts}

{10th Oct 1991} 

{3rd person POV}

Rigel sighed as he leaned back into his chair. His hands were grabbing onto Evelyn's hair as her lips were stretched around the base of his cock. The black-haired woman hummed repeatedly, moaning as she orgasmed while Rigel pumped his cum straight down her throat.

'Even if comparing her to Pansy isn't exactly fair, and even Maria. She's the best at taking obscene lengths down her throat.' He thought. It was something of her specialty. She had proudly stated that one night.

Rigel looked into her eyes as she tearfully looked back into his. Her body was slumped a little bit due to the multiple orgasms she had gone through for the past hour as he had truly tested the limits of her throat and the potion she had proudly shown him. It was of the same variety that Rita had used one day, except that it was for her throat rather than her womb.

He tightened his grip on her hair and pulled back. He looked in fascination as her eyes shifted. Her lips, still stretched, were locked tight as a rather inhuman cock appeared from her gullet. She used her hands to stabilize its size, which was probably the biggest he had ever gone. Her eyes tracked the tip as it left her mouth. Instead of letting it go, she leaned forward, rubbing the cock across her skin and feeling it dwarf the size of her face.

Now that the fun was over, Rigel needed to stop her before she went back to sucking again, "So, what did you want to talk about?"

She looked at him with her blue eyes. She hesitated. Her eyes went to his cock once again before she looked at him and spoke, "About our deal, you need to do the ritual to get accepted by the heir ring on the night of Samsara, so we need to do the Core Expansion Ritual before then."

'Right, Halloween is just 20 days away now, right.' I thought. Looking down at the blue-eyed seductress who was licking her lips and staring at his erect cock, he thought about what to do.

Initially, he hadn't planned that far ahead. The ritual was just an excuse to have sex with her, but backing out of this deal would be bad for his credibility. Plus, the Ritual doesn't exactly harm him, and he could do it again after her anyway.

'Now that I think about it, I have to focus on the Ritual with the heirs of other houses before Halloween, right? Otherwise, it would be a wasted opportunity.' He thought as he felt Evelyn's lips wrap around his cock once again.

'Doing it with her won't be bad. It would allow me to see how rituals work and at the same time get an idea of how likely it is for someone to gain both Parseltongue or Metamorphmagus from the ritual.' He decided. His decision was surely not influenced by the fact that his Metamorphmagus-enhanced 11-inch cock was halfway down Evelyn's throat once again. 

He grabbed onto her hair and pulled her head back until just the tip was remaining in her mouth. Sensing the wrong intentions, Evelyn once again pulled her hands away as she got ready to be face fucked. 

Normally, he would have obliged, but right now, the answer to the next question was a little more important, "With the ritual done, you would be free from our deal. A first-year would have nothing to offer you. And the dynamics of this would change..." He said while pointing at his dick in her mouth.

She finally let go and took a step back, a frown etched on her face as she looked at him and then at his cock, "Are you asking me to choose between the ritual or your dick?" She questioned her face, a little disturbed by the thought.

Rigel opened his mouth to correct her misunderstanding, but then he paused, 'Huh, let's see how much constantly achieving a mind break with her for a month affected her.' 

"Yes," Rigel nodded as Evelyn sat there stunned, her eyes alternated between his face and his dick.

...

The silence stretched for a hot minute before she shook her head, "I can't choose..." she mumbled, seemingly struggling with the decision. 

"My father wanted me to try and seduce you, to get you to do the ritual with you in order to gain a chance at getting your bloodline abilities... I agreed, it was a good opportunity, and an easy way to elevate the status of our house..." She bit her lips as she looked into his eyes again, "I can't choose between my sense of duty and my desires." Her eyes turned back to his dick, her hand slowly reached up, grabbing onto his cock once again.

Her eyes looked into his, pleading as she slowly gave him a handjob.

'...Okay, so it did mess with her. I need to be careful with continuous Mind Breaks with Narcissa or maybe Daphne. I don't want to mess with their mind and their ability to make decisions.' Rigel thought. He looked down at the broken expression on her face and sighed. It wasn't his responsibility. Unlike Narcissa, he had no strong feelings regarding her. So he did feel a little bad at having slowly trained her body to get addicted to the pleasure.

"Okay, we can do the ritual," He relented. Seeing her looking at him confused, he grabbed onto her hair and pulled her mouth back onto his cock. With a swift pull, he invaded her throat once again and slowly, forcefully bottomed out inside her.

Seeing her eyes roll up in pleasure, he tightened his hold on her head and shook it slightly, getting her attention, "We'll do the ritual, and I'll continue to fuck the shit out of you at least once a week. But remember, our relationship would always remain purely physical, and if I ever hear you getting involved with someone else, that would be the end of it...you are free to move on, but there would be no going back, Got it?" 

Rigel's words lingered in the air as Evelyn had a hard time focusing on the pleasure coursing through her body, but after a moment, she nodded as she pressed her head deeper onto his cock, somehow, and bobbed her head up and down. 

Rigel nodded back before he let go of her hair, "Now tell me, how do we do this core expansion ritual?"

...

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AN - I know you guys don't like seeing Eveyln much since she's not a main character, but the first Ritual has to be with her, so bear with me. At least the photo turned out good, right? Plus, I took the opportunity to show Rigel the dangers of his abilities for some character development, as much as it can be in a smut novel :P

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Chapter 133: Minerva McGonagall! Part-1

{Minerva's Bedroom, Hogwarts}

{12th Oct 1991} 

{3rd person POV}

Minerva looked at the stockings once again as she felt the smooth fabric stretch against her thighs. It didn't feel right to her, but somewhere at the back of her head, she knew it would work better for her and a lot of people if she just sucked it up and dealt with it. Plus, she was a little intoxicated after the meeting with Dumbledore, the contents of which were still lingering in her mind.

At one point, it was a relief that her worst nightmare was behind her. But the guilt had driven her to finish a perfectly good bottle of her finest fire whiskey.

At the same time, the meeting also allowed her to reevaluate her options. Rigel Black was an enigma. She didn't know a lot about the boy, but she was the one who introduced him to the wizarding world. He had seemed shy and innocent initially, but based on the rumors she was hearing and what Dumbledore told her, she couldn't believe she had been so wrong in her initial assumptions.

'He and Narcissa don't make sense. What is she even doing, fooling around with someone her kid's age? Is it just purely sexual? Is it because he's a known Metamorphmagus...' She was shocked when Dumbledore had let this little tidbit slip into their talk.

'Along with that, he's involved with the Rowle heiress, the Parkinson heiress, and maybe even the Greengrass heiress.' While she did feel a little ashamed at using this tactic, it was for the greater good of the muggle-borns. Plus, she was a wee bit drunk, and her moral compass was shot. Her eyes locked onto the grey dress she had selected for the meeting. It had been sitting aside in her wardrobe, collecting dust for years now.

'You can do this, Minnie. He's just a horny teen who is exploring his sexuality. Having grown up in a dingy orphanage, he's just craving the feeling of intimacy and filling it up with sexual contact.' Minerva hyped herself up as she picked up the dress. Here, she stood in the bedroom attached to her office, hyping herself up to try and entice one of her students to see things from her perspective.

'Maybe you won't even need to do much. He fought for Sirius every step of the way, going against the government and even the Headmaster to uncover the truth when everything was against him. He's a good one. He needs to interact with more good people.' Minerva thought as she pulled the dress onto her body, hiding her black lace panties and bra underneath it.

The thought of Sirius, James, and Lily prompted her to take another swig of Ogden's Old Firewhisky. It was her favorite brand, and it gave her the confidence to not wallow in her own self-pity and do something about it.

*Knock* *Knock*

A couple of knocks on the door interrupted her mid-swig as she hastily put the bottle down and slipped a pair of black high heels on. Her shoes clacked against the wooden floor as she walked through her bedroom and opened the door to her office, not before the smell of Firewisky from her mouth hit her.

She opened the door to find Rigel there. He looked a little nervous, but she watched as his eyes widened ever so slightly at her. He stood there transfixed, and only when she addressed him did he nod.

"Mr. Black," Minerva spoke. She tried to sound stern, but her voice came out a little slow and sultry. She was a little drunk, but she needed to be in order to get through the horrendous day she was having.

"Professor McGonagall, I was told you wanted to talk to me." He asked, prompting her to nod her head.

"Yes, follow me." She said as she stepped aside, letting him enter her office. His eyes traced the decorations of her rather modest office space before they traveled back to her scantily covered body, his eyes hungrily devouring her.

A blush made its way to her cheeks as she closed the door behind her. A flick of her wrist closed the doors and activated the ward around the room as she walked over to him, her hips swaying unknowingly as she watched his eyes attached to her swinging derriere.

'At least I'm still attractive enough to catch his attention.' Minerva thought as she motioned for him to sit down on a chair. Following that, she took a seat on the table beside him, bending forward a little to look down into his eyes and giving him perfect access to her cleavage.

"I talked to Prof. Dumbledore about Sirius Black." She finally spoke after letting the tension in the room rise a little bit.

"Ah~" he spoke, his eyes alight in understanding as he nodded. 

"I understand my Uncle and his friends gave you a lot of trouble in their school days, Prof. McGonagall. But I assure you, even after all these years in the hellhole, my uncle speaks fond words when he talks about you." Rigel smiled. The blinding smile was like a stab in her heart—a wound that she had been desperately trying to close all day with the Firewhiskey.

"Y-you talked to him?" She stuttered even if her mind registered the new information.

Rigel smiled at her as he squeezed her thigh, right above her knee softly, "Of course, you were his favorite professor. He holds you in high regard."

Minerva could feel the dam creak as tears appeared in her eyes. The guilt that had been enveloping her throughout the day made her slump down into herself as all her earlier plans were forgotten. She couldn't control her emotions, and as she felt herself lose her grip, Rigel leaned closer and pulled her into a hug.

She allowed herself to be comforted as she leaned into him.

She wanted to say she was sorry for not believing in her student and friend. They had fought a war together, and when he needed her the most, she judged him like everyone else and turned her back on him.

"It's alright, everything is fine, he's okay," Rigel whispered as he hugged her tighter.

"Everything's going to be fine..."

...

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AN - Minerva's fragile mental state and fire whiskey. What might happen tonight? I had to rewrite this chapter a couple of times before I decided not to write about a smut scene without some more proper buildup.

P.S- 51+ Chapters on P.atreon!


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