《Harry Potter: Blood of the Dragon 》Chapter 299: Decisive Victory
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Magnus was intrigued by them and followed them to the deep vault where the memories were stored from various interrogations and trials. This was more of a memory record room.
Eugenia was rubbing her hands nervously as Moody put a memory in the pensieve. She moved closer to him and spoke, "Your Majesty, um... I should tell this to you before you look into the memory. You will hear him repeat a word, you might not know what it means as it's been kept a secret from the world. He will repeat the word Hor"
She was stopped as Magnus raised his hand, "You mean Horcrux? Wait, let me look at the memory."
Moody and Eugenia were left in shock, seeing Magnus knew about it. Without speaking to them, Magnus took a dive and looked at the whole memory. Moody was pulling the Avery lord's nails and inserting them back into his pee hole when the man confessed.
Moments later, Magnus was back, "Ah, what he says is basic knowledge. I actually know this, I also know that Voldemort has made more than one Horcrux, in fact, many more than one. I know the location of one and know what the other two are but don't know their location. For the rest of them, I also have an idea. I don't want this information to travel around because if Voldemort knows that we know, he will start changing the location of the Horcruxes. We don't want that.
"I and Dumbledore are working to find all of them. We can only destroy all of them at the same time in case destroying one will send him a signal."
Moody and Eugenia's faces were worth watching, they looked like a ghost just passed through them. They could not understand how even with so much organisational power and intelligence gathering ability, they were outdone by Magnus.
Moody couldn't digest this defeat and asked, "How did you find this out?"
Magnus chuckled, "For this, you should look at this memory of mine."
This time Magnus took a snot-like blue shining thing string out of his mind and put it in the pensieve. Watch it together." He said.
Both of them obliged and looked into it. They quickly found out why they were outdone. The reason was that they didn't have the most trusted follower of Voldemort. However, the content of Rodolphus' torture was something that people can't digest so easily.
"UWAAAA..." Eugenia vomited once she stopped watching.
Moody's face looked contorted as if he had just drunk his own puke. He looked at Magnus with a horrified face and exclaimed in horror, "BLOODY MERLIN! THIS GOBLIN'S MADDER THAN ME! BASTARD OUTDID ME."
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Magnus nodded in delight, "I know, right? I love that goblin, but I don't know how he eats after all that."
"Since when did you have him?" Eugenia asked after burning her vomit away and cleaning her face.
He honestly replied, "Ever since the battle. Ragnar caught him himself."
Moody nodded, "I did see Ragnar charging at him, but didn't see him take him away. Brilliant. He beat a strong Dark Wizard without even using Charms."
Magnus was also proud of his brother. "Minister, I hope you understand. If you don't remember, let me remind you." his face turned sad as he iterated the next words, "Ragnar's life... was full of misery. The ones who killed his family were Voldemort, Rodolphus and another person. Ragnar particularly hated Rodolphus, because he saw him trying to r*pe his mother, prompting her to kill herself before anything could happen. She did it to not scar the mind of the little five-year-old Ragnar more than it already was.
"It was his life's aim to catch this monster alive and torture him. And so I helped him."
"I-Is he still alive?" She inquired.
He nodded, "He is alive and experiencing things worse than what you saw. He will live as long as Ragnar wants him to. And yes, I support him, this is what every single Death Eater deserves. Truly, it's a waste to send them to Azkaban. No prison is unbreakable, remember this."
Moody and Eugenia for the first time truly felt scared of Magnus and felt good that they were on his good side. Especially Eugenia, who had nearly gone into Magnus' bad books.
*Yawn* "I'm heading back to school. Oh, by the way, keep the thing about Horcrux a secret. But you can still try to torture the remaining Death Eaters, the more we know about each Horcrux the better. We need to be sure how many there are. Know this, there is one that's Voldemort's diary, one is a ring, one is Helga Hufflepuff's cup. The remaining ones are most likely the other treasures of the four founders, all except the Griffindor's sword since Dumbledore has it. So try to find out about them. But... make sure you don't talk about it." He ordered them and silently left.
After he was gone, there was a looming silence in the room. Neither Moody spoke nor Eugenia.
"He... H..."
"He's too good." Moody finished her words.
She nodded, "I... can't believe he's so young and yet so... experienced in everything."
Moody snorted, "If there was no Voldemort, he would have most likely been an ordinary child. But the appearance of the dark lord, who's after his life from the first year of his school pushed him beyond his limit. Don't forget, you have to beat the iron to make it stronger. Let's get back to work. I shall destroy every mention of those vile things."
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Hogwarts,
Magnus returned to the school. Students left and right congratulated him, those from Slytherin hugged him and threw him in the air. Although Gryffindor lost the quidditch, they still won many medals. All houses had winners today, and Magnus made sure not to overshadow them and dishearten them. Hence, he stood up during the dinner hall and climbed his table.
Professor Sprout was about to scold him but Dumbledore stopped her.
Magnus looked at everyone. He had a cup of orange juice in his hand. "My dear friends... my dear teachers and caretakers of the school." Argus Filch was on cloud nine to be mentioned. He was already a fan of Magnus, now he was going to be a fan-girl. Not that Magnus would appreciate it.
He continued, "It was a very joyful week. France was... merveilleux. Beauxbatons Academy of Magic treated us very well. Their food was... decent."
"ALSO YOUR FANGIRLS!" Someone from the Ravenclaw table shouted.
Magnus embarrassingly smiled, "Well, let's not talk about bad experiences and spoil this evening. We all know the french can sometimes get a bit... too zealous when showing their love.
"Anyway, I shall not bore you. I know that all those 7th years who went with the team are dying to snuggle with their girls." His comment earned some blushing faces among the girls and boys both, as well as laughter.
"Out of the 50 students, 39 brought back medals. Those of you who didn't, don't get disheartened. The fact you were selected proves you are among the top in this school.
"To thank you all, I am awarding ten thousand galleons to each gold medalist, five thousand galleons for silver medalists, two and a half thousand galleons for bronze medalists, and at last, a thousand galleons to those who participated but couldn't win."
"MAGNUS! MAGNUS! MAGNUS! MAGNUS!" Everyone started chanting, some whistled.
Magnus decided to end his speech, "And to those worrying about the fangirls, don't worry, I left them a surprise. MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!"
It was December after all, they were already one week in. Dumbledore also took the cue and to make the mood more fun flicked his wand towards the ceiling. It immediately started to snow.
Everyone enjoyed themselves and ate happily. But it was only Ragnar and Severus who clearly understood Magnus' motive.
"Good job, all those who participated are the top students. Winning them is like winning a goldmine." Ragnar praised him.
Severus nodded, "Even if five per cent of them join our companies or the Order then we'd call it a success."
"By the way, Magnus, I won two gold medals, do I get twenty thousand galleons?" Ragnar suddenly asked.
Magnus smiled, "Oh my dear brother, we're family. Your medals don't count."
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"OYE!" Ragnar grabbed him and started playing around.
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France,
Nearly at the same time, in Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. All of a sudden a lot of owls started to fly into the hall. The occupants were very disappointed with their performance and hence were depressed.
But, these owls dropped letters in front of every single student. The words "From Magnus Grant Emrys Pendragon" with the royal seal were clearly visible. The girls quickly opened it and found a moving photo of him, in which he pointed at them and winked. It was a beautiful picture. The girls fawned over it.
Just then one screamed, "AAAAA... LOOK AT THE BACK!"
Every single girl turned it and looked. There was a message for them, each had the same message but the addressed name was according to each girl. The message read, "Thank you, (name), for hosting me and my friends. Stay healthy and someday we might meet again."
The girls screamed in shock and excitement. But, not much later, a boy also screamed in excitement, "MERDE! MAGNUS IS AWESOME!"
Each boy found a ticket to the Quidditch World Cup's finals. One after another, everyone's face turned into excitement.
"AAAAA... we got tickets too." Then the girls also screamed after they stopped lusting over Magnus' picture and looked inside the envelope.
Meanwhile, Madame Maxime, who saw all this, couldn't help but sigh with a smile, ~What a leader... what a womaniser. You shouldn't play with this many french maidens' hearts, Mr Pendragon.~ she thought and focused on the meal. At least the dinner was not depressing anymore.
With this, Magnus won over or at least left a strong impression over the wizards who would one day run the french magical community.
It was a decisive victory from Magnus.
[A/N: Sun Tzu would be proud.]
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