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Chapter 52: Chapter 50 - Request (1)

Three weeks later.

 

In the Hufflepuff Common Room, a young adult was holding her own purple hair in frustration.

 

"Why is it so hard to talk to him?" Tonks lamented, collapsing onto the couch, her voice laden with helplessness and sadness. Her hair changed color from purple to gray.

 

She had tried to reach out to her cousin, but he spent most of his days in the Slytherin Common Room, and when he wasn't there, he was in the library in the forbidden section where she couldn't enter!

 

During classes, they couldn't meet since she was in her seventh year and he was in his first; it was as if fate was conspiring to keep them apart forever.

 

Tonks didn't want to resort to it, but she was considering breaking into the Slytherin Common Room, which was a terrible idea. If caught, all Slytherins would be her enemies, and she might even be expelled for breaking one of Hogwarts' most important rules.

 

Biting her nails anxiously, she made a decision: "Screw the consequences!"

 

Her hair suddenly changed from gray to pink.

 

Tonks stood up, leaving the Hufflepuff Common Room, and suddenly changed her appearance, transforming into a Ravenclaw student.

 

She walked through the corridors of Hogwarts in search of a Slytherin, something she had never imagined herself doing.

 

After a while, she spotted a platinum blonde teenage girl with an arrogant demeanor. She recognized the girl as Dorea Malfoy, one of the two princesses of Slytherin, alongside Daphne Greengrass, the ice queen. The girl was a typical Slytherin through and through.

 

Seeing Dorea heading towards the library, Tonks felt a surge of determination. As she turned the corner, she transformed into Dorea and confidently strode towards the dungeons, where the Slytherin Common Room was located, beneath the Black Lake.

 

Upon reaching the entrance, Tonks looked at the massive door adorned with a silver serpent and didn't hesitate to speak the password.

 

"Pureblood."

 

As the door opened, a smug smile formed on Tonks' lips. Slytherins were easily predictable, and this time was no different.

 

Upon entering the Common Room, Tonks couldn't help but widen her eyes at the luxury and elegance of the place. It was a bit dim, but the entire ambiance seemed magnificent and filled with refinement, in shades of green, silver, and black. The black wooden furniture was beautifully carved with snakes. The whole room was a spectacle to behold.

 

Tonks didn't want to admit it, but she felt a twinge of envy. It seemed like the entire school budget had been invested in the Slytherin Common Room. Shaking her head to refocus, she searched for her cousin, and to her surprise, she found him!

 

He was by the fireplace, seated on an elegant chair that looked more like a throne than a simple seat. He read a newspaper while a nearly empty glass of wine rested on the nearby side table.

 

Tonks couldn't help but feel that her cousin certainly knew how to enjoy life. At the same time, she couldn't help but notice that he looked like one of those villainous princes that would make any teenager fall for the "Bad Boy" vibe.

 

As she pondered this, Tonks approached arrogantly and sat in the chair next to him, a chair that resembled a throne, but more elegant and silver in color, unlike the black throne where her cousin was seated.

 

Asterion noticed her presence and furrowed his brow in confusion.

 

"Hello, Asterion," she said with a sweet and gentle voice, like a teenager vaguely expressing her crush. Tonks was secretly proud of her performance; she felt like she deserved an Oscar!

 

But his next words made Tonks' body stiffen, her presumption disappearing as quickly as it came.

 

"You're not Dorea."

 

Asterion couldn't help but feel a certain amusement with the situation before him.

 

"So, who are you?" Closing the newspaper, Asterion asked, his eyes shining with slight interest.

 

He observed the fake Dorea and noticed that her magical aura was similar to Dorea's, but Dorea Malfoy herself didn't like him, so it was impossible for her to speak in that tone with him, especially sitting on the throne he had prepared for Daphne beside him. Hierarchy in Slytherin was strict, and such an act of disrespect would not be tolerated.

 

Suddenly, to his surprised eyes, Dorea's appearance began to undergo an impressive transformation. Her body changed, first in height, then in skin color, followed by facial features, and finally, her hair. Asterion watched the transformation with interest. In place of the blonde, emerged a young adult with purple hair and black eyes. She bore a certain resemblance to someone he knew, especially in the cheekbones.

 

Asterion recognized the process; the young woman was a Metamorphmagus, a talent that seemed to commonly appear in the Black family. A very powerful talent for infiltration and combat, as it could alter even the body's composition, making it as hard as steel or as light as a feather.

 

The young woman had a somewhat embarrassed smile, which Asterion could understand.

 

"If you wanted to get close to me, you should have chosen my fiancée or Tracey. Both are close to me, unlike Dorea, who hates me to the core," commented Asterion as he finished the last sip of wine in his glass.

 

"But it didn't seem like she hated you, in the occasions I saw you two together," the woman asked, confused.

 

"Well, Slytherin has a rule: to be united outside the Common Room. Conflicts should always remain within the Common Room."

 

The young woman opened her mouth, surprised and unsure of what to say.

 

"So, who are you?" Asterion asked again, his red eyes shining slightly as he observed the young woman beside him.

 

Nymph squirmed in her chair and spoke with a embarrassed tone: "I know it must be strange, but I'm your cousin, Nymph Tonks."

 

Asterion's expression remained unchanged.

 

"Aren't you surprised?" Nymph asked, noticing his lack of reaction to the revelation.

 

"I have many cousins, Miss Tonks. One more is not so surprising," replied Asterion, reaching for a bottle of wine from the shadow beside him and refilling his glass.

 

"But let's talk about you. Why did you come to me?" Swirling the glass in smooth, circular motions, he asked, looking at her with his red eyes. Honestly, he already knew who Nymph was, or rather, Nymphadora.

 

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Author's thoughts: Poor Nymphadora, she chose the wrong person to transform into...

 

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Next Chapter: Chapter 51 - Request (2), Chapter 52 - A Treacherous Game of Chess (1), Chapter 53 - A Treacherous Game of Chess (2), Chapter 54 - A Treacherous Game of Chess (3), Chapter 55 - A Treacherous Game of Chess (4), Chapter 56 - Magical Self-Defense Tactical Training Class (1), Chapter 57 - Magical Self-Defense Tactical Training Class (2), Chapter 58 - Magical Self-Defense Tactical Training Class (3), Chapter 59 - Magical Self-Defense Tactical Training Class (4), Chapter 60 - School Council, Chapter 61 - Mission (1), Chapter 62 - Mission (2), Chapter 63 - Mission (3), Chapter 64 - Mission (4), Chapter 65 - Mission (5), Chapter 66 - Consequences of the Attack (1), Chapter 67 - Consequences of the Attack (2), Chapter 68 - Invasion of Hogwarts (1), Chapter 69 - Invasion of Hogwarts (2), Chapter 70 - Invasion of Hogwarts (3), Chapter 71 - Invasion of Hogwarts (4), Chapter 72 - Invasion of Hogwarts (5), Chapter 73 - Invasion of Hogwarts (6), Chapter 74 - Invasion of Hogwarts (7), Chapter 75 - Invasion of Hogwarts (8).

 

 

 


Chapter 53: Chapter 51 - Request (2)

"I am the daughter of Andromeda Tonks, but before marrying my father, she was called Black," explained Tonks, looking at her cousin, who showed no surprise at her revelation. She felt a sense of loss, as this encounter was not unfolding as she had thought. Her hair changed from purple to a dull blue.

 

Initially, she had hoped Asterion would be pleased to discover he had another relative, but the teenager seemed colder than the iceberg that sank the Titanic.

 

"I know who you are, Nymphadora," Asterion said, cutting off any further introduction.

 

But...

 

"Don't call me Nymphadora!" Her cousin spoke in a loud, angry tone, her hair changing color to a fiery red, full of life.

 

Asterion observed the change with interest. It seemed her cousin didn't have good control over her gift, which was not surprising. She hadn't had a teacher or access to the Black Family Heritage, which likely contained numerous books about her gift.

 

"I apologize, I didn't realize being called by your name was so... embarrassing?" Asterion spoke with an uncertain tone.

 

"When you're the butt of jokes because of your name, you start to dislike it," Tonks huffed, responding with an irritated look on her face.

 

"Surely it must not be very pleasant," Asterion nodded. "But you shouldn't care about what people say about you. By showing that you care about what others say about you, you become weak in their eyes."

 

Tonks opened her mouth in shock, not knowing what to say. She still couldn't believe she was receiving advice from a thirteen-year-old boy. Embarrassed and angry, she looked at her cousin resentfully.

 

Asterion pursed his lips abnormally in the face of that resentful look. He didn't understand how he had made her angry; he had just given advice. 

 

In his eyes, women were definitely strange and somewhat illogical. Even without a valid reason to be upset, they found something entirely different and blamed you for it.

 

Daphne was just like Nymphadora in this regard.

 

"So, what did you want to do after meeting me?" Asterion let out a resigned sigh and asked calmly.

 

Tonks composed herself and looked at him seriously. "My mother misses the whole family," she said, maintaining her gaze on him. "I hope somehow they can reconcile, except for Bellatrix and Sirius, who are on the run and missing."

 

Asterion raised an eyebrow upon hearing her request. "You do realize your mother was expelled from the family for not practicing the Inherited Technique, right?"

 

Tonks fell silent. She understood the importance of the Inherited Technique for a Noble House; her mother refused to practice it and was expelled from the family.

 

"But can't they reconcile?" Tonks asked, a glimmer of hope in her dark eyes.

 

"Of course they can, but you need to understand that your mother's decision hurt many people. She chose to voluntarily leave the family," Asterion replied, sighing with a slightly softer look. He realized Tonks wanted to help in the reconciliation, but this decision wasn't in her hands; it was up to Narcissa, Bellatrix, and Arcturus.

 

Arcturus, in particular, never showed anger towards Andromeda for her decision; at least not that he spoke of. There was only a bitter and sorrowful feeling.

 

Tonks opened her mouth to try to refute and defend her mother's actions, but she remained silent. In the end, she muttered resentfully, "Why is that damned technique so important? More important than family itself?"

 

Asterion stayed quiet. Obviously, he knew why the Inherited Technique was so important, but he chose not to explain it to Nymphadora. Even though she might have the blood of the House Black running in her veins, she was still an outsider, called Tonks.

 

Observing Tonks in silence, Asterion decided to continue the conversation. "While I may not be able to do much, I can send a letter asking Narcissa to meet with Andromeda. However, whether she accepts the request or not is not under my control."

 

Tonks's dark eyes almost seemed to light up for a moment as she hugged Asterion and exclaimed excitedly,

 

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

 

She continued repeating the same word, unaware of the look of disgust on the boy's face.

 

Breaking free from her embrace, Asterion looked at her angrily and said coldly,

 

"Don't touch me, I don't like strangers touching me."

 

Tonks ignored his words and laughed cheerfully. While what he was doing might not have been particularly important to Asterion, it was different for her. It was a chance for her mother to improve, to get better, and to come out of a mild depression.

 

Unmoved by her joy, Asterion coldly gave the eviction order.

 

"Now go away, if they catch you in the Common Room, they'll want your head."

 

Giving him a peck on the cheek, Tonks transformed back into Dorea and left regardless of Asterion's face growing colder with her actions.

 

With a cold huff, Asterion returned to reading his newspaper.

 

For some reason, women around him seemed to enjoy provoking him above all else.

 

-

 

Austria, Austrian Alps - Nurmengard.

 

Over the decades, with the constant increase of acolytes, the castle originally built to serve as a prison for Grindelwald's enemies had become the main gathering point for them. Countless renovations had turned Nurmengard into a vast complex entrenched within the very bowels of the mountain it was located in.

 

Seated at the round table, the Dark Lord known as Gellert Grindelwald observed his acolytes with a subtle smile.

 

Rising from his chair, he addressed the assembly with a penetrating gaze. "My brothers and sisters, the promised day is near. The day when we shall finally purify our beautiful planet of these abominations."

 

Almost fanatical expressions crossed the faces of most present. Decades of work were about to be successfully concluded; how could they not be in complete ecstasy?

 

Grindelwald continued speaking. "When our glorious purpose is fulfilled, we shall be reborn into a world free from the risk of our children being cruelly killed by monsters. A pure world that we can truly call our own. A pure world of magic and brilliance."

 

His voice, smooth and laden with emotion, echoed throughout the chamber.

 

"Brothers and sisters, we do not act for glory, wealth, or power. We do not kill for pleasure, hatred, or fear. We do what we do for a better world, even if ignorant fools think otherwise." Gazing at the fervent crowd of acolytes, Grindelwald clenched his fist and continued:

 

"But I do not blame them. This corrupt society has forced them to think this way. We are their salvation and their executioners to the end." The Dark Lord concluded.

 

Grindelwald took a deep breath and uttered, "For the Greater Good."

 

"For the Greater Good."

 

"For the Greater Good."

 

"For the Greater Good."

 

The acolytes echoed his words in unison.

 

"My lord, are you sure we will cooperate with them?" Aurelius, always by Grindelwald's side, questioned, his expression showing disgust at the mention of "them".

 

Grindelwald didn't respond immediately, his gaze shifting to the magnificent view through the window. Then, he turned back to Aurelius with a smile.

 

"Our organization and those lunatics will attack Hogwarts together, Aurelius. We only need the Ley Lines of Hogwarts to complete the final stage of our plan and nothing more," he stated, gripping his adoptive son's shoulders with his silver-eyed gaze, reminiscent of the moon.

 

"Our purpose in this world is more important than anything else," he spoke, releasing his shoulders. He turned his gaze back to the window and continued.

 

"If they want the life of that child with special eyes, so be it."

 

"Are we going to help kill her?" Aurelius asked, confused.

 

"Do you really think it's easy to kill a Special Grade Wizard, Aurelius?" Grindelwald didn't answer and threw the question back.

 

"Almost all Special Grade Wizards and Witches are similar in strength, unless it's an extremely destructive Inherited Technique, I find it difficult for one Special Grade Wizard to kill another," Aurelius responded without hesitation.

 

"That's right, if a Special Grade Wizard is determined to flee, they will flee; few can hold a Special Grade Wizard for long," Grindelwald agreed with his adoptive son's words.

 

"So, if this group of lunatics attacks Hogwarts, isn't it the same as suicide? The place has three Special Grade Wizards and two Semi-Special Grade Wizards," Aurelius became even more confused.

 

Albus Dumbledore, Rose Potter, Asterion Black, Minerva McGonagall, and Filius Flitwick.

 

"That's why they've allied with us, but we don't underestimate them, Aurelius; madmen often have even crazier tricks up their sleeves," Grindelwald laughed and looked out at the snowy mountains through the window.

 

"I'm coming, Albus. You still owe me a battle to the death," Grindelwald murmured to himself with an excited smile, like a child who had finally gotten what they wanted from their parents.

 

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Author's Thoughts: Can any of you think of what Grindelwald wants to do? It's not complicated... I promise. hehehehe

 

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Next Chapter: Chapter 52 - A Treacherous Game of Chess (1), Chapter 53 - A Treacherous Game of Chess (2), Chapter 54 - A Treacherous Game of Chess (3), Chapter 55 - A Treacherous Game of Chess (4), Chapter 56 - Magical Self-Defense Tactical Training Class (1), Chapter 57 - Magical Self-Defense Tactical Training Class (2), Chapter 58 - Magical Self-Defense Tactical Training Class (3), Chapter 59 - Magical Self-Defense Tactical Training Class (4), Chapter 60 - School Council, Chapter 61 - Mission (1), Chapter 62 - Mission (2), Chapter 63 - Mission (3), Chapter 64 - Mission (4), Chapter 65 - Mission (5), Chapter 66 - Consequences of the Attack (1), Chapter 67 - Consequences of the Attack (2), Chapter 68 - Invasion of Hogwarts (1), Chapter 69 - Invasion of Hogwarts (2), Chapter 70 - Invasion of Hogwarts (3), Chapter 71 - Invasion of Hogwarts (4), Chapter 72 - Invasion of Hogwarts (5), Chapter 73 - Invasion of Hogwarts (6), Chapter 74 - Invasion of Hogwarts (7), Chapter 75 - Invasion of Hogwarts (8).

 

 


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