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Book II – Hogwarts

Chapter 07: Year VI (1966)


Similar to the last time, Alex had me picked up.

The activities of the Dark Lord were bleeding into the muggle part of London.

I took him aside to talk.

He was told that some shadier associates I conducted business with had gone rogue. I explained the wizards as Nazis with powerful scientific weapons. Alex agreed to protect my interest in London.

Acting on my past life's knowledge and the one I gained through some discreet inquiry in this life, I had prepared a dossier of known supporters of the Dark Lord. Alex agreed to keep a lookout and bounty on all their heads was announced.

We ordered the men to shoot on sight.

The drug business was going well, and he was planning on expanding his footing to smuggling with the help of the Russian mob.

It was all useless for me, but I provided meaningful inputs wherever I deemed fit.

Smuggling of goods was not something that had much scope in the wizarding world, but if Filius and Hagrid were anything to go by, human trafficking was a dark taboo which many wanted to explore.

Hmm... A Whorehouse... Something to look into at a later date.

Most of my imminent worries were about what I wanted to do after Hogwarts.

I had the patronage of the Blacks so landing a good job won't be hard, but I wasn't built for a simple ministry job.

Teaching held no interest for me.

Business was a viable option. It was something that could score me good money in the least time.

Then again, delving into business was also a necessity. After Hogwarts, I needed a business to clean the money I made through drugs.

Sometimes life's just not fair.

It was a competitor of Alex who gave me the idea. I needed to introduce the magical world to the wonders of casino.

Unfortunately, it wasn't something I could have done at the moment. For one, I was underage; other, the business was to be utilized for less than legal reasons. I had to hand it over to somebody to manage it for me.

It also needed massive cash flow to take off.

Once again, something to think about…

The courses for the 6th year were actually challenging, and so I spent the rest of my holidays studying.

Walden had letters coming in regarding the first operation I started at Hogwarts. He was the one handling it all. I only inquired about it now and then.

It was fortunate I had assigned the operation to him. Multiple times Walden and the Lestrange brothers had gotten into a fight with other kids.

Unlike them, my reputation was yet to blemish.

Checking the three other drugs Alex had prepared for me, I gave them the sign of approval. We then gave the samples to Amycus to check if they had any place in the market.

They had.

The classes began once again on September 1.

It was weird to see Walden with so many lackeys.

Bellatrix was still in love with me. My lack of time for her didn't seem to make much difference. If anything, she was even more persuasive.

And that girl knew how to be persuasive...

Damn puberty.

At least a few kisses in private were enough to satisfy her. I kept playing with her feelings, never completely embracing them, but not refusing them either.

Love's a powerful motivator.

It's a jail, a trap, and I had caught her in mine.

Rookwood was still a lone wolf who spent most of his free time following me telling random tit-bits of what those around me were thinking.

Amycus also had more than a few students surrounding him at all times. He had started using the first years for sending the packets to their required destinations.

After the last year incident Alecto had really come out of her shell and now wasn't afraid to be a little more open with Amycus.

Perhaps more open than those around them felt comfortable with.

Fortunately or unfortunately, they only took their orders from me and mostly ignored what others thought of them.

Walden was now constantly on the lookout for his brother.

One day he came running to me. Apparently, he had rounded on Wallace when his brother had threatened him for the umpteenth time. In his rage, Walden had beaten his brother really badly, and the boy had hit his head before he stopped moving altogether.

I went to the empty class where it had happened. At least Walden was intelligent enough to do it where no one had seen him. Blood was all around Wallace, and he seemed to have crossed the mortal plane. A quick check revealed that he was alive, if only barely.

Poor Wallace.

I announced him dead and made sure the body was taken care of.

The school was in an uproar once again as another student went missing.

Some suspected Walden, but no one had any proof. Upon inquiry, I provided Dumbledore myself as Walden's alibi and assured him that despite all the bad blood, he had still loved his brother.

Albus was someone who knew how brothers could be.

I let everyone know that Walden might have hated his brother, but more than anyone the incident had devastated him.

Since there was no magic used, Walden's wand came clean. I had already burned our clothes and clean the blood thoroughly.

Walden would forever blame himself for killing his brother.

Plus, he would always be grateful to me for protecting him from Azkaban. He would also defer to me more in matters of business.

Seeing all his lackeys had made me afraid that he would find his own path.

Wallace's murder was a way to make sure that my oldest friend would never betray me.

Lucius was at this point working in the ministry and had not forgotten to send me gifts for Christmas.

I had proposed to him about opening up a whorehouse. Initially, he was wary of the idea, but on my command, he talked to people about the ways we could make it possible. Loopholes in the laws and such.

The money from Amycus was coming in at a huge rate and I had a decent income even here at Hogwarts.

The whorehouse wasn't something I could manage myself. It was bad business.

I had to look for someone who could manage my interest.

And who can run a whorehouse better than a whore herself?

I told Alecto that I had a job opening for her after her Hogwarts years. Upon inquiry, I mentioned something about a chain business and that the details were not yet finalized.

She was grateful.

For a poor pure blooded girl like her, the chance to land a decent job was nonexistent.

My hint that Amycus and Alecto could together run the business sweetened the deal.

We gave the finals, and the year came to an end with the great feast.

Dumbledore had taken over as the headmaster during the year and at the feast, they confirmed it that Professor Dippet would retire.

Once again, we took the compartment which had for the past six years been our personal car.

Parting with Bella with a small kiss, I turned towards the muggle London.


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