章節 66: Chapter 66: I'm Rich!
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Another stunner burst from the doorway and hit the second client, abruptly sending him to the floor.
Harry dived to the side as a guard sent a sickly yellow spell at him, and returned fire a moment later with an icicle that the probably intoxicated man didn't have the reflexes to block.
He turned to take care of the second guard, but was only greeted by an explosion of gore as Marco's Blasting Curse struck the man in the head.
The room was still as Marco moved through the front door. The rest of the building was undoubtedly sound-proofed.
Harry glanced down at his blood-soaked suit, and then to Marco's pristine one. He looked just a tiny bit insane, and perhaps that would be an accurate description.
He chuckled, twirling his wand between his fingers, and said, "It's good to be back to business."
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After Harry and Marco's "liberation" of the brothel, the rest of the Christmas holidays seemed to pass rapidly in a flurry of blood and snow. Mostly blood, though.
All the snow had been created by a spell around the Aurelius manor to make it more atmospheric, and Harry really enjoyed fighting.
By the time the Christmas holidays came to an end, Harry had decided that going back to Hogwarts was, quite frankly, a waste of time.
And so he would remain in Italy, simply Portkeying to England should he be needed. Hopefully, he would not be, and he wouldn't have to step back upon English soil until the Third Task.
And since he wasn't returning to school, he decided it would be appropriate to mock Maria for doing so.
He wandered into her room as she packed her bag. There had once been wards, but they hadn't been very difficult to bypass.
Maria didn't hear him enter, and continued waving her wand around, sending clothes levitating around the room and floating into her suitcase.
"Couldn't you just get the house elves to do that?"
At Harry's voice, Maria started. She spun, wand raised.
Harry simply rolled his eyes and continued walking, not even bothering to draw his wand. He moved over to her bed and collapsed on it.
"Well," he said, "I suppose you need to practise packing bags. With a year of Hogwarts education, it's the most impressive job you'll ever have."
Maria glared at him. She seemed to do that quite often nowadays; Harry quite enjoyed it.
"In case you've forgotten," she said, "I'm rich."
"Yes, yes. I know." Harry yawned. "I haven't slept in four days, though, and you're not worth the effort of creating witty insults for."
Maria went to speak, and then closed her mouth and frowned. "Why haven't you slept in four days?"
"My imaginary friend kept telling me to sleep more to accelerate my growth into becoming a full-on magical alien, but I am going through my stage of teenage rebellion."
"Um…okay?"
"Anyway," Harry said, "I thought I'd come in here to mock you about your return to Hogwarts, but you seem to be in quite the mood about it already, so I'll just lay here and let you imagine me mocking you." He hummed.
"I'd probably also make some lewd sexual comments about being in your bed as well, so think of a few of those."
'You can think of some too, imaginary friend,' he said to Loki.
'How about "would you like to sleep with me?" It's just as creative as your normal drivel, and you'll be able to make sarcastic comments afterwards lamenting the fact that it didn't work."
'Ouch,' Harry said. 'Someone's grouchy.'
Loki snorted. 'Maybe I wouldn't be if you just obeyed my orders.'
'Hey, I'm just catching up on old orders of yours. Creating magical explosives is a great way to spend Christmas.'
'I would agree if they worked—they don't.'
'Trial and error, my friend.' Harry tried to be as condescending as he possibly could.
While Harry and Loki conversed, Maria ignored them—well, ignored Harry, seeing as she couldn't see Loki—and continued to pack. In turn, Harry ignored her.
He continued his thinking upon how to create a magical grenade, and how it would be in anyway useful, seeing as blasting spells existed. Perhaps he could tether some spells from the diary of "Lord Potter" to it…
That was a good idea: the spells were immensely, devastatingly powerful and also nigh-on impossible to do when Harry was using just his wand—and even then they still took ages to cast.
Harry glanced up and saw that Maria had continued packing. What a bore she was.
'You're like a child,' Loki muttered. 'Are you incapable of entertaining yourself?'
'I am a child. And if I'm meant to entertain myself, what're you for?'
'I am not for entertainment—'
'And that's why I have to get my entertainment from others. If you were funnier, I would never have to talk to anyone—ever,' Harry said.
'You could probably also make some entire illusionary world for me if you wanted—like the Matrix. Why can't you do that, huh?'
Loki sighed. 'I—'
'Too weak, I assume,' Harry said. 'I thought you were meant to be a god. Gods can create entire real worlds, yet you can't do a fake one.' Harry tutted. 'You don't even appear as an illusion anymore—too weak for even that?'
Loki shimmered into existence, standing a few feet from the bed, next to where Maria was. Judging by her lack of reaction, she couldn't see him.
"No," Loki said, "not too weak. I just felt that you were no longer a child and, thus, no longer needed me to appear to you."
"And it also takes too much effort?"
"Yes."
Harry smiled. "I'm starting to believe that you're not actually anything like the old Loki and that I've rubbed off on you as much as you have on me."
"Really? I'm not that stupid."
Harry picked up a pillow from the bed and hurled it at Loki. It went straight through the illusion and hit Maria in the head.
"Sorry," Harry said, unapologetic as could be.
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