Harry Potter: Blood of the Dragon

Chapter 320 - 320. Voldemort's Little B******

Dumbledore panicked, "What's the antidote to it?"

Arthur laughed, "There is no antidote, it's a drug. It makes you high and see things you don't usually do. Though it seemed to have reacted to your body and made your eyes swollen.

"MERLIN'S BEARD... The dinner is about to start." Feeling a sense of emergency, he called his trusted teacher through a Patronus message.

Soon, Professor McGonagall entered the room with haste. She only got the words that Dumbledore needed her and it was an emergency. However, when she arrived, she quickly took out her wand and pointed it at Dumbledore, "WHAT DID YOU DO TO PROFESSOR? WHO ARE YOU? EAST ASIAN WIZARD? DOG OF VOLDEMORT?"

Dumbledore felt like crying, "No, Minerva. It's me, Dumbledore. Arthur ordered some drugs mixed Lemon-drops and I ate them, unfortunately. How do I appear in front of the students now?"

But then suddenly Dumbledore walked forward and slammed his palm on the wall, "Ah, a weird bug."

"There is nothing, headmaster," McGonagall told him with a confused face.

Dumbledore sweated, "It's taking effect, Minerva. I'm seeing things. What should we do?"

"Ugh... I shall tell everyone that you are busy and have left the school for work." She suggested.

But he rejected, "NO! I can't. Today is the first day of the semester, it's one of the main feasts for every school year. And 7th years soon will graduate, for them, I must go. Suggest me a solution."

McGonagall thought about it for a second. Then she noticed Dumbledore's glasses. "Perhaps this will work. I saw Mister Pendragon wearing one of such things. It's a black shaded spectacle. I can transfigure one for you if you need it."

"DO IT, MINERVA. THIS IS AN EMERGENCY!" Dumbledore allowed.

McGonagall soon made sunglasses and handed them to Dumbledore. "Here, please try them."

Dumbledore took them and put them on. Then he looked at himself in the mirror. "Hmm, it makes things look dark, not suitable for indoors. But this will do. Let's go, professor."

Dumbledore and McGonagall left the office with Arthur's laughs still echoing in their ears.

...

Magnus had no idea what kind of mess Arthur had created. He had just arrived at the school and wanted to spend a calm peaceful semester where he focused on studying and getting stronger.

While at the same time, his plans in the muggle world came to fruition and his army hunted down Death Eaters in the wizarding world. He was happy with the results he was getting.

"Rag, let's have an eating competition today like the old days. And today, we shall eat your favourite chicken. I'm gonna defeat you in your own game." Magnus suggested.

Ragnar proudly scoffed, "Huh, you can try, but let me warn you, your overconfidence will get you defeated."

"Emma, you be the referee," Magnus told her, at the same time winking.

Ragnar saw that, "I SAW THAT. You want to fix the match? Cheater! Sev, you be the referee,"

Severus rolled his eyes, "*sigh* Fine, I will go along with your childish games."

Magnus chuckled, he was just messing with Emma, that's why he winked. "Cool, now we just have to wait for Old man Dumbledore to come and give his generic speech and start the feast. Where is he? He's late today."

"WOAAAH..."

"WOOOO..."

"BOSS DUMBLEDORE!" Sirius shouted.

Magnus and Ragnar's attention was brought to the hooting of the students. Looking in the same direction, they saw Dumbledore walking to the podium, wearing black sunglasses, looking like some gangster on a mission.

"Good evening, students and teachers. You must be wondering why I am like this. Well, on a very dangerous mission, I contracted a curse of eyes. To not affect those around me, I have decided to wear this until the antidote is ready." Dumbledore lied through his teeth. But, the old man was also cursing inside, as he saw too many strange things right now.

He was seeing imaginary angels, demons and insects flying around, some were playing, some were pooping on the food that was on the table. He tried his best to just say what he wanted to and go back to his seat.

At the same time, Slughorn felt confused and asked McGonagall, "Professor, who is preparing the antidote? I and Ragnar are the best potioneers in the country, we are both here."

McGonagall coughed, "He made it himself, it's getting completed in his office."

That shut Slughorn up, not doubting the abilities of Dumbledore. But Magnus had already guessed that Dumbledore was lying.

"He's lying. Look at his nose twitching. He does it every time he lies. It's because when one lies, his heart gets faster, generating more heat. When the nose gets warm, the area under the glasses becomes sweaty." Magnus noticed like a spy.

"What happened though? Why is he lying?" Emma wondered.

Magnus looked around and noticed Arthur laughing madly in one of the portraits. He smiled, "I think I know who caused this and can tell us the truth."

"... LET THE FEAST BEGAN!"

With Dumbledore's announcement. Everyone started eating. But, when he returned to his seat, he saw a weird creature, with the head of a chihuahua, the body of a duck and the legs of a cat pooping on his food.

His appetite died right there. Even though he knew it was fake, it was too hard to eat with the big smelly looking dump garnishing his plate. So, he just sat there like a robot, with his eyes under the glasses closed. Whoever spoke to him just nodded.

...

When Magnus and Ragnar were having an eating competition, just a small distance from them, on the Slytherin table, a discussion was taking place between 10 members of the Gang of Slytherin. This was all that was left of them as everyone else had joined Magnus's side. Even among the 10, only 4 were old members, the rest were new fools.

The entire Slytherin house supported Magnus and had already shown allegiance to him. All of the 7th years who were going to graduate already had job letters in their hands in various companies owned by Magnus. Magnus was even setting up jobs in the Ministry now.

Mulciber II cursed, "That b*tch McGonagall, look at her smile. She's a werewolf, how can she be even allowed to remain a teacher?"

"Yes, the board of Governors should have fired her on the grounds she's a danger to the students." Evan Rosier added.

Wilks nodded, "You two are right, but you can't really trust anyone. They are all slaves of Magnus now. The board of Governors is too afraid of him, and they are, in fact, happy since many international students are applying to study here due to him. And unlike local students, international students pay the full fee."

"F*ck... what can we even do? We have not heard anything from Lord Malfoy or the Dark Lord since the Battle. Are they even alive now?" Mulciber II questioned.

Evan Rosier, the most senior of them, slammed his palm on Mulciber II's head, "DO NOT UTTER SUCH THINGS. NOTHING CAN HAPPEN TO THEM!"

*BAM*

All of a sudden, all 10 of them felt chicken bones falling on their heads. Each covered in grease and sauce. It spoiled their hair, faces and clothes.

Magnus and Ragnar came running. With an unapologetic face, Magnus apologised, "Ah, I won the eating competition so I threw it in a spur."

"And I lost so I threw it in frustration," Ragnar added with the same face.

"YOU BASTARD... HOW DID THEY FALL ONLY ON US SPECIFICALLY THEN?" one of them dared to stand up and shout.

*BAM*

Magnus slammed his fist secretly at his stomach and made him sit down. Soon he vomited whatever he ate. Ragnar and Magnus then put their arms on their backs and spoke in a menacing voice.

"You blood-sucking lovers of that inbred monster Voldemort. Do not think I have forgotten anything. I told you at the start of the year, that I will make your lives a living hell here. And it starts from today." Magnus spoke while releasing a bit of his magical aura. Magnus himself didn't know what it was and attributed it to his dragon blood.

Ragnar nodded, "Yes, so if you don't want to someday slip and fall in an acid pit, I recommend you suck up everything we throw at you like good little Voldemort's b*tches you are."

Magnus then gave them a way out, "You only have three options, face everything we do to you, leave the school and be good for nothing failed wizard... or make an unbreakable vow with me and leave the dark side. But remember, the terms of vow will do nothing to me, at the same time they will kill you if you break them. Now, good night, little wenches of Voldemort"

Waving their hands, Ragnar and Magnus returned to their seats, leaving the 10 horrified and scared Slytherins. They wanted to slither away like snakes and hide under some tables and furniture. But sadly, they knew they had no place to hide.

For the rest of the dinner, the 10 silently watched each other's pale faces. Nobody had the mind to talk about McGonagall, as their own days were turning into hell, and at the same time, they wondered, "Maybe it'd be safer to be in Azkaban prison's cell."

[A/N: Next will be the time-skip of the semester. I will write small paragraphs, giving snippets of what happened in the entire 6 months they will be in the school. So I guess it's not really a time-skip but a fast plot development. I also have nothing major planned for the 4th year, so it will also pass quickly.]

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