Harry Potter: A Fan Fiction - Volume 1 Chapter 65 Auction

“Master… There are more movements from the mysterious unknown groups that we have failed to infiltrate. What do you wish for this servant to do?”

Golie is once again going about his daily status update with Viktor.

“Do nothing… On the other hand, is the task given to you put into motion?”

Viktor asked.

“Yes Milord. This servant would not dare disregard the master’s personal instruction. It is being accomplished as we speak.”

Viktor nodded at Golie’s positive response.

“That task is high priority in my plans and must be done with great care. See to it that everything is taken care of.”

“Your will be done Milord!”

“What did you manage to find?”

It was a question filled with wonder…

“Absolutely nothing. Except for the near extinction of vampires in Europe, there’s nothing much more to find out. Every path forward is a dead end. However, I have heard some ‘other’ piece of interesting news.”

The man purposefully stopped what he was about to say.

“What do you mean by every path is a dead end? And what sort of interesting news?”

The man on the other line asked impatiently.

“There’s nothing left of the site, everything points out to an unknown power threatening the locals but they are more of a heresay than ghost stories. Nothing except rumors of them exist. The news I’m talking about is a rather sensitive, there are whispers going around here about a special auction. A batch of nuclear warheads as they called the weapon used in Romania is about to appear in this auction as the main item. I heard the other powers have already sent their people… Shouldn’t we go and try to get our hands on these things?”

“Is your information reliable?”

If this is a trap then it would be bad for their group, but if the information is true then they couldn’t let other factions get their hands on such a weapon with a high capacity for mass destruction or it could spell their fate which would be most foseeably similar to that of the vampire’s. In short they must secure such a weapon or they are toast.

“Yeah the info came from Weird, the guy is hateful. But his information are always spot on.”

There’s a lot of unwilling bitterness in his voice but he looks like he was helpless about it.

“Then there’s no need to question our involvement on the matter. We have to get our hands on those warheads lest other factions use it to threaten us.”

“There may be some difficulties in this assignment I’m afraid.”

“From whom?”

“As you have said, the other powers seems to also be very interested in the weapon and already have sent their people to do the same task that I have.”

Contrary to the situation where a problem is somewhat foreseeably close, the speaker did not seem to be truly concerned but is instead excited. The other man on the line shook his head knowing what runs through the head of his friend and compatriot.

“What do you need?”

A smile grew on the face of the person who proposed the acquisition of the nuclear warheads.

“I need permission to use my personal weapon. I also need backup, and of course I need you to release my restrictions on the use of force.”

“Fine. I assume you know the consequences of failure?”

“Understood. I’ll do my best.”

This didn’t just happen in one or two groups as more and more found out about the news on the nuclear warheads and it has now become almost an open secret among the hidden powers of the world.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Summer vacation is probably the best time for a teacher, professor or in this case a headmaster to relax and enjoy a lengthy period of leisure time. Dumbledore however is currently holding his head down on his desk more depressed than ever.

Grindelwald kept on harassing him with his ideology of wanting to merge the muggle and the wizarding world. Another is a letter from the upper management that just arrived, it is warning him about the unusual happenings around Hogwarts that exposed the young wizards to danger which made the overprotective noble parents complain. He is now being questioned for his credibility in taking the headmaster position. Lastly is his act of losing the sorcerer’s stone which he borrowed from his French boyfriend who is currently raging daily at the ministry of magic office in London.

“Dumbledore, talk to me!!”

It came from his floo, where the face made from burning coal is currently calling out in anger.

“You old fool, I told you not to play around and see what you’ve done!? If you won’t give it back, then know that I know of many ways to make you feel like dying together with me…”

The floo then suddenly went quiet for a few seconds. Then…

“Albus, we have talked with the French ministry and they have agreed to give us a grace period for investigation. Are you sure that the stone is lost? I thought that you made sure to place an enchantment to make it come back to you? Make sure to figure this out Albus or our reputation goes down to the gutters again. Do not disappoint me.”

News would have been spread to everyone already if not for the intervention of both the ministry from the two countries. Dumbledore is given a grace period of one year to find and return the stone to its rightful owner or he will have to pay for losing it and not even his current position/s and status will be able to help him this time.

[somewhere in the Bermuda triangle]

“Are you ready?”

A blond midget with a bionic arm and leg is currently standing on a ship staring at the golden skyline of the setting sun.

“I’m supposed to say yes aren’t I? Well yes… I guess you could say that.”

Viktor answered mysteriously.