Trinity: Omniverse Traveling Cat 75 Start Of The First Task

"The weighting of the wand will happen in two hours."

"Seems that my owl post was lost on its way, alright ladies, pack up, onward t the castle, there something I need to retrieve theirs too. Brooms or elves?"

""Brooms!""

""Elves!""

Luna and Susan immediately jump and shout for the broom, while Hermione and Fleur wanted a more secure way. Not that Alex brooms weren't, they were the most secure existing in the world, but they didn't want to pa.s.s the next ten minutes flying when they could just instantly pop in. Hearing them, he throws two brooms at the girls, while he calls for two Elves and Sunny.

He leaves the girls on the doorstep of the castle while Sunny pop him directly to the seven floors corridor. He asks for the same thing as last time before entering. Their lie the different sunk s.h.i.+ps of the past. Taking a block of gla.s.s, he starts to produce a bottle with an unbreakable rune scheme on them while Sunny starts to carefully shrink them and pop them in the bottle, putting the cork with a stasis rune scheme on before putting it on a rack with support for them to rest on.

They work together for the next twenty minutes, once he was done with the bottles, he takes back the small block and takes out one made of red wax, recovering the cork and a part of neck of the bottles. Five minutes later, Sunny put the last s.h.i.+p in and let Alex seal it before looking proudly at the eighty-seven s.h.i.+p of different size and origin on the shelf. He stores it before they exit the room and pop out to the door leading to where the ceremony was lead.

To his surprise, they didn't seem to have started, and when Bagman sees him, he lightens before making his way to him.

"Mr.Evans, We were waiting for you!"

"Why?" The man seems surprised by his question.

"For the ceremony, of course!"

"I didn't receive any news that it would be today, and even them didn't plan to partic.i.p.ate, the contract says only three events, the first, second and third task count as three events, thus I don't have any obligation to partic.i.p.ate."

"You must partic.i.p.ate, Mr.Evans!"

"It Heir Evans for you McGonagall, even if I were, my presence is redundant. I haven't been in possession of a wand since the first one cease to be." This made all those present in the room look at him with wide eyes.

"But...! You take Dumbledore down..."

"Dumbles and the two morons? Why would a need a wand for this, its nothing more than a crutch that the less gifted need to actually perform magic, I never need one, to begin with in order to do so, and only buy one because it was required."

"Presomsperous! I have made wand since ..."

Ollivander rant dies down in his throat as they all saw his joined index and middle fingers light up in a green sheen before he traces a runic circle. Not wanting to miss this, Bozo, the photograph that had come with Rita snap a picture at it, only for his camera to receive a blast of lightning powerful enough to turn in into molten blacken sc.r.a.ps. The man yelp at this, the heat scorching his hands.

"I don't think I allow you to take picture of me or anything related to me."

"Were in a free country, boy, you can't do that!"

"Not only I could but I have already done so. I am under immunity in case that has escaped you, that signifies that I can and have raise prosecution again the rag you call a newspaper. All these thanks to the articles of Miss Sketer here on her biased and unprofessional view on a private affair that has happened between me and the brother of that goat f.u.king barkeeper."

"The death of Dumbledore wasn't something Britain couldn't be informed!" Says the woman, miffed that she won't be able to write on him anymore, no knowing that her boss wouldn't have a job in the end of the day and the company facing severe fines from Gringotts.

"While it true, that didn't allow you to write lies on me, on this, let go Fleur, I miss the pool."

"Hmm." The young woman follows him after speaking a word or two at her Headmistress first, leaving everyone inside, behind.

When they exit the castle, they were lead by Sunny to the rest of the girls. Says girls were actually watching Luna and Susan crus.h.i.+ng an opposing team on a pick-up Quidditch game. When they see him, they land's, for the great joy of the others while some of them bolt away crying of their defeat.

"What have you done?" An intense gaze boring through them.

"Nothing, they insult us and say that you broom where trash, that they couldn't beat their firebolt, so we play a game."

"And destroy the opposite team, Luna, they are regular of the Slytherin team, but you and Susan have reduced three of them in a sobbing mess." Says Hermione with an accusing tone, as she joins the forming group. That didn't prevent Alex to give head pats to the girls' heads for a job well done.

The five of them mount the brooms while he takes another one form him and Fleur, and made their ways back.

"Aannnddddd, that a breach of international laws, goodbye Skeeter." Says Alex before crus.h.i.+ng the water beetle he takes out of FLeur hair once they land.

The woman has first followed them to know his relation with Fleur along with her sudden change, not knowing that it would lead to her death. She couldn't even put a fight against is iron grip and her shocked mind didn't allow her to turn back before he pinches his two fingers, holding her, together.

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The following day was a strange one for magical Britain, all the subscribers of the newspaper Daily Prophet didn't receive it, the explanation for this came from it opponent, the Quibbler, and was only known by its own followers. Thanks to the acidic articles of Rita running rampant in it, Alex has rise the issue to Gringotts, the goblins, in accordances to the Laws of the ICW on international relations, we're able to fines the Daily to the height of the offense sustained. Since Rita has called her lectors to go to the Ministry and ask for the head of the boy who deprives the land of its champion, they were able to go for the highest fine possible.

Headcrusher has made the transfer of their vault to him, nearly emptying them, after selling the share he had on it from the Potter of course. Because of the sheer amount of money taken away, they didn't have enough left to print the edition of the next day. As they follow the rest of the Wizarding system, they needed to pay their employee for their week of work before the team put up for covering the weekend take their place.

Regretfully for them, that was the last blow and the Daily Prophet became bankrupt. When letters were sent to shareholders, asking for funds arrive, the latter immediately sell them off to the unaware Ministry, who, overjoyed to have now the majority, didn't check their worth with Gringotts first.

As if cursed, the Ministry was actually facing it's own monetary problem to take care of their own debt contracted by Dumbledore, that they inherited. When Fudge sees that he could buy the share of the Daily he immediately does so, thinking that they would replenish their vaults. It's, of course, didn't, and the Newspaper had needed to close doors, unable to function. because he was possessing the majority of the shares, is up to the same Ministry to compensate the readers, as they were unable to face the ongoing subscriptions, adding more to the evergrowing debt of the British government body.

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While the rest of England was now without news other than the WWN, Alex has checked the forest and easily found the five nestling mothers inside it. The sole change of the previous four he knows, was a Hebridean black, a native of the land, living in Scottland and Hebrides islands. He observes the dragon's handlers until he had a free shot and goes for the beasts.

He attempts to speak to them, but wasn't able to when he looks in their eyes, he couldn't see the same glint he had caught in the last moment of the Basilisk, one of the sentient creatures. Those ones weren't, only vicious beasts, ready to act on instinct and cold intelligence. When he learns this he starts to ask himself why the Basilisk was sentient and them not.

-Perhaps it due to its creation? It's know that Basilisk isn't natural creatures but reared ones and create through rituals, perhaps one of the components of those made it gain sentience? Also, it was thousand years old, I don't think it could live that long without magic affecting it that way after all those years past inside the castle. It's sitting on several lay lines after all.-

'True, we will never know it I think. While Salazar's various dairy did explain the process, I don't think I will ever attempt to create one. If I ever need a part I can always trans.m.u.te it, Why risking my life, and wait for it to grow before harvesting it?'

-True. What you gonna do with them?-

'Take them of course! The Ministry was dumb enough to deliver to my doorstep, I can't, not take them. If it follows canon, Victor will make his dragon crush several of the eggs, killing future dragons. I may be a thief, but I will not let innocent creatures dies like that if I can help.

Harry also kill it's own, while the eggs weren't directly harmed, I don't know if they were able to survive without their mother flame. If I can pull it off, I will take the mother also. If not, I will send elves retrieves the eggs before they are taken to the task, exchanges them for dummies, and sent them to Gringotts. If I can't keep them I could at least made some money out of them.'

On the day of the Task, Alex and the girls exit the house and where poped to the constructed arena to found seats while he goes with Fleur to the tent. Their apparition and the change in Fleur still surprised all present, but the bouncing Bagman immediately made them surround him with Barty holding a moving leather bag.

"Finally, the long-awaited day has come! Your mission for this first task is ... Rescue! Each of you would have to retrieve a golden egg from... Dragons!" The clearly excited man looks at them all, wanting to see the face they would make at the announcement. Contrary to his expectation, none of them seems surprised, James was even having a smug smile on his face.

Seeing the man face, Alex couldn't help but says.

"You mean to tell us that the fire breathing lizards that all could see from the astronomy towers were a surprise? Please, tell me you're not that dumb."

When they see the green face of Bagman and the ugly frown of Barty, all share a small laugh before the man roughly tends the bag. The hand of James was harshly swatted away by Alex, letting Fleur take the first pick, and once again would have to face the common welsh green.

Victor was second to pick and take the Swedish short-snout of Cedric, who would have to face of the Hebridean black. Alex didn't want James to have a choice and take his own, fis.h.i.+ng the Chinese fireball and leaving the Hungarian Horntail, nearly fainting in doing so, is previous smirk having all but vanish.