In front of him was Chad, sitting on an opened shelf rack. He had an open cookie jar in his paws, it was without a lid and Chad's paw was inside it, taking out a cookie. However, there were already a few crumbs on his face and fur.

Chad, in shock, paused like a statue and looked Magnus in the eyes. Magnus's and his eyes met for a second. Chad must be thinking something, and Magnus knew it.

*CRUNCH*

Chad moved like lightning and put two more cookies in his mouth and ate them frantically, as according to his common sense if it's in his stomach then it's case closed.

"YOU! You are under punishment." Magnus gave him a chase. But Chad was smart, he instead let the cookie jar fall and ran away. Magnus of course made sure the jar was safe.

But, once again, Chad made a mistake. He forgot Magnus was a wizard, he was too used to living around Grace it seemed.

"Immobulus!" He cast a freezing charm on Chad. Chad was already on the run so when he stopped because of inertia he fell face-first on the kitchen counter, and from there slipped and fell to the floor.

Chad was no ordinary cat, he wouldn't be injured from such things. From what Magnus knew, Chad had already waged a war with all the dogs in the neighbourhood, a few days ago the neighbour also came to complain, along with her dogs in bandages.

Magnus was totally shocked at first because the woman didn't have one but 3 dogs, and out of them, two were German Shephard and one was a Dobermann. The moment they saw Chad, the three dogs started crying in loud wails.

So, Chad was a tough boy. And this meant his punishments were also harder from then on.

He picked immobile Chad, "Boy, you just got your punishment extended for a week. From now on the kitchen shelves will have locks.

Chad couldn't move, but his eyes could, and they showed fear. "Don't look at me like that. This is the result of your hard work."

...

At the same time, a meeting was taking place in New York, between the 5 Mafia families.

Michael Corleone was a smart man, he somewhat understood that no matter what, you can not go against the state, even less so against a powerful wizard who was also a real-life prince. Even states would think a hundred times when going against Magnus, let alone his small family that wasn't even trying to become powerful anymore.

So, like every time something big needs to be decided, he summoned the families. There have always been 5 families that held the highest power in New York, oftentimes many more tried to enter but they were dealt with by the five.

Due to the long possession of the underworld in East Cost, these families had become immensely wealthy, and now that the condition of New York was bad, they were getting richer, the business of porn, underground casino and extortion was thriving. Made easy with the budget cuts of the city police.

Corleone family was the only one that was not pushing too much and taking advantage of this situation.

The meeting took place in a good 5-star hotel in the city. It was not ruled by anyone so they all agreed to this place.

"Why did you convene this meeting, Mr Corleone? Business is booming, I'm sure nobody here harmed anybody's interest this time." Don Anastasia started.

In the big room, a circular table was placed in the middle, the five sat a good distance away and behind each stood their advisor or adjutant.

Michael sighed and said under his breath, ~That's exactly the problem.~

"Gentleman, recently I was contacted by the CEO of FutureTek industries. In the beginning, he wanted to buy some properties from me and you all. I invited him to meet me, and he told me his ambitions.

"He wants to buy the whole dock section, which currently the Bonanno family runs; the whole warehouse and land in the industrial area, which is owned and run by the Gambino family; the whole block of the street under the control of the Genovese family. And finally, 127 shops, large and small that we all own combined." He revealed solemnly.

And that was it, all four family dons stood up in anger and started hurling words together, creating disorder. Michael sat calmly and just wanted for them to sit down. But when they didn't, he slammed his hand on the table.

"CALM DOWN! I am in the same situation as you." He defended himself.

"Then just say no to him, why even convene this meeting? While we're at it, we'll see how his company operates in New York... No, we won't let it work across the whole East Coast." Don Castellano boastfully proclaimed. After Michael, he was the most powerful guy among the mob families.

Michael couldn't help but curse in his mind. He wondered if he had not known about the true strength behind FutureTek and these demands, would he have also acted like this?

"Gentleman, now I will tell you why I couldn't say no, and why you won't be able to say no either. Forget the East Coast, you can't even stop him from entering your home turf and slap you in the face. Behind FutureTek stands the whole might of MEDA and the renowned law firm Tonks & Tonks. If you think you don't care about any legal trouble, then MEDA will end you all. They have already gathered all the evidence they need to put each of us behind bars for decades.

"I will not say more, you know about MEDA already." Michael stayed silent after that and let others discuss. All of them knew that if MEDA got involved, they will surely be dealt with by the FBI. The city police may be underfunded but the FBI was a federal agency, they had enough money and manpower to catch all of them.

So, after a whole hour of pointless discussion, they asked Michael, "What about the pricing?"

"Current market rate, nothing less, nothing more," Michael answered. He knew what they would ask next.

"And what if we reject?" One of them asked.

*Sigh* "Well, then you can say goodbye to the mob world and say hello to either hell or prison." he answered.

There wasn't really any choice left for them. It was either agree to sell or die, there was no disagreeing.

In the end, they agreed to sell it. It was better to live another day, as there will be many chances to make money. And as long as they didn't make losses, they could accept it.

Oh, how naive they were.

...

Michael left the building and directly drove to meet Bobby in Cambridge. He was soon taken to the meeting place, it was the new building Bobby had bought.

"So, they all agreed? Wonderful. I will send them the papers to sign and the cash later. You, Mr Corleone, will get a helping hand with your business. If you ever start a tech company, you can get certain help from me and my various assets. If you need my advice, then invest in technology stocks as they will soar to the skies soon.

"You will also get access to hiring MEDA, as long as it's not some illegal work, they will give you a preferential discount. You will also get a lawyer assigned to you by Tonks & Tonks, of course, if you can pay him or not is up to you." Bobby gave him many helping hands.

And, if Michael really has help from MEDA and Tonks & Tonks, he can truly get out of the mob business and bury his past for good. Bobby had just given him a way out of this life.

"Thank you, Mr Armstrong. Please visit my home when you are in New York City again, we will have dinner together." Michael offered him.

Bobby sent him away and looked at his lawyer. "Let's prepare the money."

A few days later, after the 5 families signed the papers of ownership and took the money, at night, all of a sudden the whole money bag disappeared. Not even a single dollar bill was found.

They obviously had no idea how or where it could go, as it was securely placed deep inside the safe. They could only doubt it was an insider job and this caused infighting in the gangs.

Only Michael knew about Bobby and his magical background so it was not very tough for him to guess what happened. But he actually got the money back soon, with a warning to act like he also lost it.

This way, Bobby and Magnus now owned a majority of good land space in New York City with only a few million being spent.

The next part was to start making money from it.

"Why do I feel like some kind of a mob boss myself?" Bobby wondered while sitting in his apartment. Instead of a cigar, he was eating a lollipop and a pizza.

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