Chapter Two
Homenum Revelio.
Still the exact number of people I'd committed to mind before. It was early night, which meant there were still people moving about, but they were low enough in number that it didn't strain me to keep track. Almost an hour had passed and the King's Men had yet to arrive.
Six Galleons that they were forming a strategy to take me down if it came to it. Not that I blamed them. Sitting back and thinking over the last hour, I couldn't help but think that there might have been better ways to have handled things, ones that might have kept the suspicion to a minimum. Like maybe not overestimating my Charm's ability and remembering the tenants of shadowing someone: Always stay concealed, even beyond magic.
I let out a long breath. Two years out of the Auror Corps and I was already so rusty, that would have to change and pretty quickly if I was going to be doing this full time. This world had heroes and villains, I didn't know how Hermione would take to that, but it was likely that I would be staying here and learning how this world worked; with my luck, it also wasn't out of the question that I might get myself wrapped up in something that might mean my life.
If I hadn't done something to that affect already.
Equal parts exciting and terrifying.
Alastair sat looking at me, his expression twisting to worry at times before quickly easing, his breaths controlled. Ellie was gone. The moment I'd arrived Alastair had asked that she be allowed to leave and I'd said yes. Things were already in a not-good position between all of us, and not letting the man's wife leave would be worsening everything.
Homenum Revelio.
But that didn't mean that this wasn't a trap, that right now they weren't working to close off my escape routes, preparing to snipe me and then going to sleep feeling that it was deserved. Which, from their point of view, it might very well be.
Homenum Revelio.
Three people had disappeared from the spell's range, two people suddenly close to the house.
"I think the others might be here," I said.
Alastair just nodded, his eyes moving quickly to my wand then back to me. "How will this work?" he asked.
"I'm not really sure," I said, running a hand over my chin. "My lessons say I should talk to your leader, explain everything and see if they're open to the entire thing. But…this is an exceptional circumstance."
"You mean you broke into my house and attacked me," said Alastair.
I let out another sigh. "Yes," I said. "I broke into your house and attacked you. Again, I'm really sorry about that."
"You said. But…why?" he asked.
Homenum Revelio.
Ten people had disappeared but there two people in the next house, which seemed odd. My protective enchantments had yet to activate which meant they weren't about to attack.
"They're there," said Alastair. "Most likely getting people to safety?"
I nodded. "Connecting the dots between what I said and what I'm doing?" He nodded. "Smart."
He shook his head. "Not smart. The ability does almost all the hard work," he said.
"How do you know that it's not just you being smart?" I asked. "That it's an ability?"
Homenum Revelio.
Two people at the back of the house and two others were moving toward the door. I stood, letting my wand spin in my grasp; Alastair had done the same, quickly moving to his feet and tensing as he looked in my direction. He was prepared to move, not that I blamed him.
"They're here," I said.
Alastair gave me a last look before going to the door. He opened it before there was a knock. The two people were a man and a woman, both of them King's Men. The man was Sir Kay, a tall and thin man with greying hair and moustache; the costume that he wore was equally grey, skin tight with light blue lines running through it, in the middle was a sword superimposed on a shield, the top of the shield looked like the top of a crown. The woman was Dame Percival, and she was wearing blue armour with compartments at her waist.
"Sir. Ma'am," said Alastair.
"Makhai," said Sir Kay. I couldn't see his face beyond the domino mask, his eyes moved towards me. "This is him, then? The man from another world?"
"Harry," I said. "I'd shake your hand, but…" I shook my head. "There's the feeling that this is all a trap and you might use that to your advantage."
"He knows you've formed a perimeter, sir," said Alastair. "It's part of his powerset."
"Trump eight, you said," said Dame Percival. "If he were to be a threat."
"Yes, ma'am," said Alastair.
"I'm starting to feel a little insulted that I'm being talked around," I muttered, loud enough that they could hear me.
"My apologies," said Sir Kay. "Much as we care to keep this civil, we'd rather have our people come out of this in one piece. Which means getting our information from the primary source." At the last he gestured towards Alastair.
"I understand," I said. "Can we get to it, then? I'm uncomfortable being surrounded and I'll be checking to see if your people have moved. Alastair can watch me, he knows how I check and will know if I'm doing anything else."
Sir Kay and Dame Percival looked at Alastair and the man nodded.
Homenum Revelio.
No one had moved from their position. It was very likely that all of them were listening in on our conversation. I took a breath, remembering that there were protective enchantments around this place, that these two had managed to step through was sign enough that they weren't trying to hurt me, or their abilities were geared towards hiding their minds in a similar way as Alastair.
This is a really bad idea, a part of me thought. But I was protected as much as I could knowing as little as I did. I had to trust that, had to trust that these people were the heroes their media made them up to be…which didn't fill me with too much hope.
"Shall we begin, then?" I said.
Sir Kay gave a nod. "You said you had a preposition?"
I nodded, taking another breath. "As I've told Alastair I'm from another earth." Homenum Revelio. Slight movement, there was another person in the spell's range and they were in the sky.
"I'm part of a group there that's working towards a inter-world tourism venture. People travelling between worlds and seeing the sights, we could maybe even facilitate movement to other dimensions for the thrill seeking in this world…and a whole host of stuff in that direction."
"How long have you been in our world, if I might ask?" said Dame Percival.
"A matter of hours," I said. "Arrived. Made sure to secure my way home and protect it, worked to see commonalities between this world and my own, that's when I got the good idea to break into Alastair's home."
"Why?" said Dame Percival.
"My mind was stuck on how my world work and I formed theories with that in mind," I said. "Things sort of snowballed from there in a direction I didn't want. Hopefully I didn't sufficiently mess things up. There's still room for this to go peacefully?"
"I think that's what we all want," said Sir Kay. "But it's important you know a few things about our world which might or might not be true for your world. There are creatures called the Endbringers. Destructive creatures that might relish the opportunity of coming to a new world."
"Not mentioning the large villain population," said Dame Percival. "With this idea of yours it's very likely that some might seek to enter your world and re-establish themselves there if they deem they won't have too much competition."
"Bad idea, then?" I said. Homenum Revelio. The person in the sky had disappeared.
"There's too much we don't understand," said Dame Percival.
"What about Earth Aleph?"
"The portals between Earths Aleph and Bet were closed," said Sir Kay. "An Agreement was drawn up and it made travel between our worlds illegal, with information being the only thing allowed to move between realities."
"A precedence," I said and sighed. "At least I learned this early on because I caused far reaching trouble. This won't be liked back home," I said and shrugged. "But we won't risk it, most probably—"
A shiver passed up my spine, just a moment later before Sir Kay tensed, a rigidity in his eyes. He knew that I knew, and with the dawning expression on him, he knew that I knew that he knew. Could he be reading my mind?
"Something you want to tell me?" I said, while going through a short mental technique. The more active facets of Occlumency were still something I hadn't mastered, but detecting intrusion was something I excelled at, and after feeling out, I didn't detect any presence in my mind.
Maybe not direct, then, but indirect. Maybe they were having a telepathic conversation with Makhai doing that odd, non-telepathic truth reading thing that he did.
"There is a group called the Enlightened," said Sir Kay. "Round about this time they act, causing one form of chaos or another towards their ends. We initially thought that you might be one of them and we've acted accordingly. Right now we have someone who's very good at gathering information outside and they're relaying everything they're able to get to us. Your return point was amongst that batch of information and we have one of our own there to stop you if we found out you were one of them and you tried to flee."
"How, if I might ask?"
"A special power," said Dame Percival. "It's impolite in this world to ask someone about their powers. You never know when they might be an adversary, and in those cases it helps that they not know how to effectively counter you."
I shrugged. "Guess I can accept that," I said. "But I'd like for the favour to be returned in kind. You must have gotten enough at this point to know that I mean no harm."
"Yes, we have," said Sir Kay. "Gawain, if you'd move the Mad Hatter."
Homenum Revelio.
Two people the next house over had disappeared, there was only one now.
Too easy.
I moved my wand and enhanced my senses, it was uncomfortable at first, everything magnified, but I worked and I dulled it, choosing one sense and focusing it towards the house, wading through the ambient sound to hear a person muttering before they suddenly silenced.
Homenum Revelio.
There was one person in the neighbouring house. They'd changed people, I was sure of it, switching out the person that could read me. I had to wonder what the muttering man had told them.
The three were looking at me in silence, no doubt Alastor had seen the change in wand movement and since he didn't have a listening device he wouldn't know what the other knew.
They'd lied to me again, not that I blamed them. I'd entered this world through force and the best they could do was be cautious enough that I wouldn't leave it the same way.
I took a breath and let it out. I could let this pass, but I'd have to be on the lookout for something in a similar vein in the future.
"I'd like for you to talk to the team on the other side," I said. "Figure out how to move forward. You share stuff with the other earth, I'm thinking there could be a similar arrangement between our earths. But I don't think I'm smart enough to be the one to do that."
"And in the meantime, what will you be doing?" asked Dame Percival.
More than anything I wanted to explore this world. It seemed such a waste to move beyond the borders of separate realities and not take a tour. But looking at the King's Men and with what they'd said in mind, it didn't look like that would be a possibility.
Or could it?
"I could be a hero," I said. "Temporarily join the King's Men while everything is being discussed, and figuring out whether or not an anchor point should be placed in this reality."
"Anchor point?" said Sir Kay.
I shrugged. "Beyond my pay grade," I said. "I'm just the muscle."
"It will need to be deliberated," said Dame Percival. "Something like this has far reaching effects. There'll need to be communication with most of the world's country…in short, it could take a while."
"I was slated to be here for three months at any rate," I said. "You could even have someone watch me while I'm here. I'll read into this world and play by its rules until things are figured out."
I didn't like that I might be under someone again, for the possibility that it might be decided for me where I could and couldn't help, but I also didn't want to go back home so early. It would at least be another three months before another Portkey was created, and knowing how the Group's collective minds worked they would be more likely to ask me about the first trip, ironing out what they perceived to have gone wrong instead sending me off to another world.
It was better if they did all that while I was here, experiencing this world.
Dame Percival made to speak before Sir Kay interrupted her. "Let us talking amongst ourselves," he said. "Weigh our options, the risks and the benefits, before making a decision on your three month stay. But in the meantime, it might be better if we moved this to more secure ground. Having all of us here will no doubt have caused villains in various parts of the country to act."
"Of course," I said, letting a grin on me. So long as we were still on home soil my emergency Portkey would work. I didn't like that I was leaving the minor protective enchantments I had around this place, but I had to trust those on my person. "I'll let you lead the way."
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"I've got ten extra mirrors and right now they've got about ten minutes each before they're out of commission," I said. "Then the recharge is a day for a minute, then another for three, another for nine, then eighty-one and I think the cap is three hours."
We were in a boardroom, the windows boarded shut. In the room with me were Dame Percival, Sir Daniel and Merlin, all of them who were watching me.
I reached into my bag and pulled out one of the mirrors, with a point from my wand and a minor movement the mirror vibrated and then grew in size until it took up the majority of the wall.
"On," I said and the image blinked, showing a large office with scrolls a few of which were flying around; there were also a myriad of objects, some of which were dipped in potions. A man was at the back and he was looking down at a thick tome.
"Hey! Andrew!" I said and the man jumped, looking over.
"Harry?" he said. He reached into his pocket and looked at his watch. "It's only been a few hours, not enough time to…" He squinted then pulled his wand and said a spell; his eyes bulged. "Are those superheroes behind you?" he said, rushing forward and closer to his mirror.
"Yeah," I said. "This world is littered with them."
"Merlin's beard," he said and then he sobered. "Um…Sorry," he said. "This is very unprofessional. I assume you had a reason for calling?"
"Yeah. Meetings," I said. "This world is more complicated than we thought. First of all, it already knows about parallel earths and is in communication with another earth that's called Aleph. They've got laws that prevents travel between world, a precedence."
"That's a bother," he said. "Pushes things back, but at least it's success in one part even though we have to account for the off-shoot." He shook his head. "Sorry. Sorry, got distracted. What will the meeting be about?"
"Perhaps they can explain," I said. I gestured at each of them. "Sir Daniel, Dame Percival and…Merlin."
"Merlin?"
"Merlin." I said. "Just a title though, with what little I've been able to figure out. No connection to the old guy."
"Oh," said Andrew. "It would have been something if there was. Right. Right." He looked at the others. "I am Andrew Abercrombie, a magical engineer for the Allied Group for the Advancement of Wizardkind."
"Dame Percival, of the King's Men," the woman said. "As we've explained to Mr Potter, travel between world is something that's unlikely to go well with the world, too much risk that there might be a war for resources beyond the Endbringers and villain populations."
"Endbringers?" said Andrew.
"Remember the Rampage of 1812?" I said and Andrew nodded. "Something similar happens roughly every three months in this world. Creatures that are dragon and Nundu and giant tier in terms of destruction capabilities, Dementor in terms of being dealt with, and smart."
"There's the threat that the Endbringers might travel to your reality and cause destruction there," said Merlin. "Something I wouldn't want befalling anyone." There was a hint of emotion there.
Andrew hummed, running a hand through his chin, as we watched, a beard grew out and he played with it. "Gives more credence to the resources war as well. Safety is a resource and as a world without any Endbringers or what I'm imagining your villains are, then…" He stopped, looking at me. "He's already offered to help, hasn't he?" he asked the others.
"Mr Potter?" said Dame Percival and Andrew nodded. "Yes, he has. It's still to be decided if that should be done with the trouble it might incur."
Andrew let out a short huff. "Hermione was afraid something like this might happen," he said. "She said the first opportunity and your saving people thing would show. But then, I don't blame you. Everything three months?"
"It's a reality this entire world has been forced to adapt to," said Sir Daniel. "Onto business, though, as I understand it we have a time limit."
"Right. Right. Sorry again," said Andrew. "I'm…distractible."
"It's something we're used to," said Dame Percival. I couldn't discern anything because of the mask she was wearing, but there was slight chiding in her tone.
"What were you thinking?"
"Information and resources," said Sir Daniel. "Mr Potter tells me your world is good at create advanced technology…"
Andrew looked at me. "Just roll with it," I said with a shrug.
"Some of which might things easier when we battle the Endbringers," Sir Daniel continued.
"Protective enchantments, Switching Spells, that sort of thing," I put in. "I haven't had much time to read up everything about them because I've been coming here for most of the time with things being explained to me. But they have themes of attack that they rely on that we might limit through enchantments."
"Direct interaction?" said Andrew. He glanced at the other. "AK, Imperius or transfigurations?"
"Too large for transfigurations," I said. "AK might work but that would require a strongly stupid individual to go test it out…"
Andrew let out a long groan. "Hermione will not be happy," he said. "Mrs Weasley won't be happy about this. I'm not happy about this. What will people say if we got you killed?"
"I'm unlikely to die," I said. "Make the case? We might be able to help this world. We should at least try, see if it's possible. If we don't then we're just monsters."
Andrew sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Okay," he said, sounding a little defeated. "I'll make the case." He looked at the rest. "I'll need a matter of hours to get the others in one place, speak to the Minister and see if he doesn't have any concerns about this. You don't mind if we namedrop you, right?" he said to me.
I shrugged.
"You'll have to daisy chain the mirrors, thirty minutes to be on the safe side and to make sure we hash things out."
"Will do," I said.
He pulled out his watch. "We're out of time," he said. "Stay safe, Harry. Constant Vigilance as you lot love to say."
"Bye, Andrew," I said and the image blinked out.
"You're important where you come from?" said Dame Percival.
I shrugged. "Was a war and I helped end it," I said. "It's an entire thing that I don't like getting into."
They shifted with anticipation, at least those whose expression I could see, which was just Sir Daniel. Dame Percival was covered entirely by her armour and Merlin looked as though she was scowling all the time, which worked counter with her placid expression. They wanted to know, but I didn't want to tell him.
"Mind if I get something to eat?" I said. "I don't think that I'll be in the meeting, only recording the thing so that I have notes."
"I'll take you," said Merlin. "I'd like us to talk more about your…magic while we eat. I'd like to see how you daisy chain these…mirrors."
"Sure," I said with a giant grin on my face.
I would be teaching Merlin about magic.
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"There'll be too many people in one place," said Merlin. The two of us were in a room filled with a lot of machinery, most of which looked like prosthetics. Merlin's work room. "The villains will notice."
I'd finished eating a few moments ago and she'd given me the tour, not of the facility, but of her workroom. After haranguing me with questions she'd said she felt the need to jot down notes, ideas she'd been having every time I used a spell. It was fascinating to watch, though it made me understand what Dame Percival had said.
Merlin's ability meant that, at any moment, she could have an idea of something to build and then feel the strong urge to do it. Looking around the workroom, I could see a lot of projects that were in various stages of completion.
"They'll act, which means the movers amongst us will have to be out there," she continued. "Me, Dame Percival, Dame Gawain and hopefully you might help us on that front."
"You're open to my idea?" I said.
She shrugged. "It's still being discussed by the others," she said. "Sir Bors and I have already cast our votes, which means I can be here, talking to you, while the others draw it out."
"You don't like them, much?" I said.
"I don't like the process," she said. Which wasn't directly saying otherwise, but I let it go. "It's one of the reasons the King's Men aren't big. The others are old, unwilling to change and they don't get that they're working towards getting the youth to join them…but we're moving away from the point. Will you help us."
"Of course," I said. "What do you need?"
"Teleporting," she said. "Increases our response times, doesn't let everything turn towards chaos while the others are talking with the people in your world."
"Give me locations and I can get it done," I said. "And I might be able to personally help. My powerset is wide, unknown, I might quickly close things down."
She looked at me for a long moment. "It would be going against the others," she said and then she looked down, pencil in hand and making quick sketches. She shrugged. "I can live with that," she said and there was a smirk on her face.
The Portkeys didn't take that long to create, but Merlin made me stretch it out by asking me to create a myriad of Portkeys to see how it worked. She even pulled out a device at certain parts which beeped when it came close to a Portkey.
"This has my files on the basic procedures of para fights," she said, flipping over a laptop. "It's got a voice command feature which means you don't have to press anything. Read up on that while I'm away. I have to get a few things."
"Sure," I said and I looked at the thing, at all the documents that were there. Merlin in the background picked up some of her stuff, putting all of it in a case and then pulling out a rectangular box. She pressed a button and space tore, a large rectangle forming and revealing what looked like a futuristic town beyond.
She stepped through and the door closed.
It was on the boring side, just reading, but I got the general gist of what they wanted. Killing was off the books, not that I would have done so lightly in the first place, but in this world killing could only be done through official order by the sector that villain rampaged in. But that wasn't oft done, with only three people with official kill orders: The three made up the Enlightened, with a fourth member that could cause collateral damage if they were killed.
Causing damage to the environment was also something to be kept to a minimum, as well as any behaviour that might scare the muggles. That was the most important part, not scaring the muggles, because though parahumans might win a war against them, it would be disastrous to all involved.
Costumes were also a big thing in this reality.
With the last in mind I reached into my bag and pulled out robes. They were from my Auror days, made from dragonhide which meant they were resistant to spells and an amount of physical damage. But that resistance also meant it was hard to put on additional spells onto the materials.
If I wanted to, I could made create my own costume, imbuing it with various protective properties, but that might take a while as I figured out the finnicky parts of spells and I was likely to have to go out in a matter of hours if not minutes.
I shrugged my robes on over my clothes, tapping them so that I was a little more comfortable. It filled me with a measure of the same pride I'd felt when I'd first put the uniform, before fully knowing that being an Auror was as political as everything else in the Wizarding World.
I pushed the thoughts back and instead focused on reading the rest of the thing. The classification system that was taken from the Americans, the cooperation between the police and the few superhero groups and a little about the structure of the villain population: How they moved, what their suspected powers were and their trade. Who held territory and the new faces that were popping up.
An hour must have passed before space ripped and Merlin stepped through carrying a large case. She was smiling as she sat, pulling out another notebook and then starting to sketch, writing words at points.
"What was that?" I asked, gesturing towards where she'd just stepped out.
"Pocket dimension," she said. "Have you gotten to the class system, yet?" I nodded. "It's where tinkers gather. The safest place to get the more exotic supplies or even sell new ideas."
"You sold the Portkey information?" I asked.
"Not yet," she said. "Still want to get some use out of it. See if I can build myself a teleporter. If it works, then I'll maybe sell the information on a large scale." She looked at me. "I can cut you in, of course. It's info from your world, and I can guess that you'll want to sell it to us."
I shrugged. "I'll listen in," I said. "See the general direction everything will go. It might be like that, perhaps a patent system like the muggles in our world? Going to be hard to monitor, but that's what's going to be discussed, right?"
Merlin shrugged. "Not my area of focus," she said and she started writing down so more. She opened the box just as three small boxes fell from the ceiling, the things growing arms and then landing on the ground; they scuttled into the box and then started pulling out supplies.
Two more popped out and they pulled out tools, giving them to Merlin as though they were reading her mind. In a matter of minutes she was starting to weld parts together, connecting wires between what she was creating and her computer. She then started typing furiously, her eyes not straying from the screen even as her robots continued to work, creating similar contraptions as the main one she'd created though they had minute differences.
Fifteen minutes into this I realised that I was no longer reading but watching here as she worked, a bit of unease running through me because she seemed as though she didn't even notice that I was there.
She stopped with an exasperated sigh and looked up.
"Can you get us to Cardiff?" she said getting up. "Cynosure's got the local police chasing him which means the rest of his group is pilfering a place."
I grinned, my wand out and spinning in my hand. I walked to her side, took her shoulder and turned on the spot.
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It was night, but lights were flaring. There were two helicopters in the sky, shooting beams of light towards a car chase. One car was in the lead, sleek and red, looking expensive as it wove between other cars all of which were speeding up and impeding the police that were trying to stop the car.
Cynosure. The file on him first said stranger one. The man wasn't dangerous on his own, with his power being that he just attracted the attention of anyone who could see him, the effect lasting for a few minutes after the fact.
The optimal way of dealing with him was making sure you didn't look him, directly or indirectly, while entering his range and taking him down. Which was the reason I stood back as Merlin surged forward. I wasn't sure why she was so confident, but she was and I hadn't thought to prepare to fight this man.
She flew low and landed on the car. I had to turn on the spot, appearing on the roof of another building to watch as Merlin opened the door of the car with such force that it ripped out. She grabbed and then pulled. I made sure to close my eyes but it was too late.
Cynosure wore a bright yellow costume with white gloves and boots. The costume was a singlet, covering all of his body and most of his face. He was a bulky guy, muscles showing from beneath the costume, legs thicker and arms even thicker; I could see the edges of his hard jaw, his reddish blond hair that was neatly slicked back and deep brown eyes.
I hadn't even realised it, but I was no longer on the rooftop but on the ground, staring as the man tried to pull away Merlin's grasp, short and stubby fingers trying and failing to dig into her face. There was a snap and then the both of them were flying into the sky.
I turned on the spot and I was there, watching as the speared away, too fast. I reached into a pocket and pulled out my broom, getting on and then angling towards chasing Merlin. But as I looked, the woman was already gone, having disappeared into the city.
I started searching, dipping down at times for a closer look and ignoring the muggles that were taking my pictures, before flying up again. Frustration ran through me because I couldn't find the pair, I was sure that King's Men but I hadn't thought to ask where it might be. Then an idea hit and I started searching through police stations, making myself invisible so the muggles wouldn't see me and searched.
And then I stopped, because I realised that I'd been under the man's power, and by Merlin it was terrifying. In retrospect it was like the Imperius Curse, but it was more subtle, it hadn't even let me think about what I was doing, just pushing me towards doing it. But then, I'd managed to fight the Imperius Curse, could I do the same here?
I pushed that aside for the time being, instead landing and then turning on the spot to appear where Merlin had grabbed Cynosure. There were a lot of people there and they reacted when they saw me, some still under Cynosure's effect and perking before they looked down cast; a majority, though, the effect had faded and they were pulling out their phones and pointing them at me.
"You're a new one," said a police officer. "What do I call you?"
"Haven't decided yet," I said. "Tough to find a name that fits."
The man hummed. "Too many of you nowadays," he said. "Good one are taken. Merlin, Myrddin, Morgan Le Fey, Baba Yaga, Circe…Gwydion is a good one and it fits."
"Then Gwydion it is," I said. "Wanna see something cool?" The police officer only shrugged. With a boisterous tone and vigour in my wand movement I said, "Reparo!"
There was a flash of light and it hit the red car, pieces of the car flew back and reformed, fixing the car in a matter of seconds. There were other cars that were damaged and with the same pageantry I repeated the spell, hitting each of the cars. By the end of it I had their attention, well until Merlin landed and she looked around.
"The others are going to have my head for this," she muttered, but she was wearing a small smile.
I shrugged. "Damage is done. Now I can do the hero thing."
Merlin nodded. "We'll have to debrief," she said. "We've caught him which means his team will be trying to break him out. We'll need the Puppeteer's help if we don't want interference. Let's get the ball rolling, build momentum so that the others find it hard to say no."
"I'm starting to like you more and more," I said.
"Follow?" she said and I nodded.
She took to the sky and I jumped on my broom taking off after her.