Finally Friday Arrives
After the long discussion and negotiation to ally with the Ministry to find these 'criminals', I let them know, how I am saving creatures. They were displeased, but when I told them, instead of killing them to prevent breach of Statute of Secrecy, they could call upon me, as their very own 'pest exterminator', they seemed sated. After all if something goes wrong, they could point fingers at me, and if everything went alright, they did not have to make any effort or threaten their safety in any way. I made this concession only for trouble with Magical Plants, Creatures, and Unbeings, i.e Werewolf Attacks, Vampire Dens, Veela Problems, Goblin troubles, Inferi infestation, etc. was not my problem.
I allowed a few interested aurors and all the Unspeakables to accompany me to my Sanctuary. To say they were impressed would be a mild statement. A few asked for permission to study the creatures, and since I could speak to the snakes, they had me pose question to the snakes. My Runespoors were eating their favourite meal, when they were disturbed, they wanted to attack, but when they saw me, they grew docile, and rubbed their three gigantic heads against me, seeking affection. I rubbed their chin, and massaged the heads gently, while the Guests looked amazed. I told them my familiar is moody, and would answer their questions, if they brought large quantities of meat for my Basilisk and his mate as bribe. They asked me, who he was mating with. The first time they saw my Horned Serpent, they looked like, they were going to piss in their pants. Horned Serpents come in all sizes and variety, but it is generally understood that reptilian creatures display power and magic with their size. A general full grown Horned Serpent is 32 feet long and 2 feet wide, and is 5X (XXXXX) danger level creature. My Horned Serpent is larger than 50 feet and stood at almost the same size as my Familiar. She was displeased and approached me to let me know her displeasure, by flicking her tongue at me. Seeing her approach aggressively, a few idiots reflexively fired spells, I interrupted a killing curse, and blocked the rest with shield. I glared at the idiots, and then remembered the idiot who was going to cast a killing curse. He is going to suffer from it. I intentionally, added a few subtle mental hints to report that idiot, for accidentally casting a spell.
I, then told them all, that due to this accident, any visitation rights, will be personally supervised by me, any requests for plant and animal materials for the sake of potion and research are hereby, denied. And to hammer the nail harder, I banned the attacking group, from ever entering the sanctuary, and told the remaining ones, who were now staring and glaring deeply at the 'idiots', that any request to enter the Sanctuary henceforth, needs to made with prior request, and on entering the premises, their wands will be confiscated for the duration of the stay. One of the 'idiots lot' tried to raise an objection, and I told him, this is private lands, and I have staked my claim, on all the surrounding area. They were all trespassing on private grounds, if they are no longer welcome here. I, also pointed out, that the reason no one knew the colour of the eyes of a basilisk, is because no one lived to tell the tale about it. And the only reason, they are alive right now, is because I told my Familiar not to attack the ignorant, but next time, I won't stop him.
These idiots would be made an example of. An the Auror who made it on my "Shit List", will accidentally cast a killing curse, after flinching, and that curse is going to kill his other shit list member, Grimmson. Always seize the opportunity! I, then escorted the sheep to the Ministry, since my sanctuary is placed far away, where no one can casually end up wandering. After dropping them all off, at the Ministry, I put a certain Cursed Object on the Shit List Auror. It would give him nightmare, all night not allowing an ounce of sleep, and he would be forbidden to discuss anything about it, once it casts the curse, it binds with your blood like a potion, and is untraceable in diagnosis spells, commonly used. People would think, he is going nuts, and he would, after suffering endless streams of nightmare, and not being able to tell anyone about it, or seek any help. I'll let it sink in for two days, then I'll offer his neck to the guillotine.
I then, dropped off my boggarts, who became my favourite Harassment Asset, into their comfortable gloomy place. I found out, that placing each creature in an area where natural elemental magic is present, improves their own strength, and increases the ambient magic around them. This phenomenon is especially noted, if the elemental energy corresponding to the elements associated with the creature, is increased. I had my elves who had practised a lot of elemental magic with me since I bonded them, and I told them flow the magic through the eyes, as I learnt to do it, to interact with the elemental energy in the air. I, after multiple trial and error, found the elements each species is comfortable in. They were the most comfortable in their elements, and thus I was able to correlate the colour of the element, the elemental affinity of each creature, and a lot of rational reasons why certain creatures prefer certain habitats. For example, grounds and cavern, has a lot of combined dark elemental energy, dark but not dark as the wizards know it, but simply the dark element, the snakes being a cold-blooded animal, finds comfort in caves and holes in the ground, because it helps them regulate their body temperature, and provides the necessary elemental energy. The poisonous snakes, preferred a combination of fire and dark elemental energy, while avian species (bird-like) prefer more wind elemental energy in the mix. Naturally, they are available in specific locations, hence the particular species is found there. I can bet, Dragons are comfortable in the deep caves because, cave systems sometimes intersect with the lava channels in the crust of the Earth. Hence it provides abundant Fire Elemental Energy to them. Keeping this information recorded in a small bound book, I am maintaining as Journal, to keep note of which creature prefers what kind of habitat, and to impress Newt.
After taking a portkey to France provided by the Parish Guy on the Cliff, to show the Ministry that I cannot apparate over the vast span of the English Channel, I reached the Sixth Arrondissement of Paris. The beautiful Seine looked pure, than what this area would look like, after the Third Reich's Invasion of France. I sat on a bench on the Pont des Arts spanning over the Seine. I looked at the bustle in town of all people moving towards the Central City, and followed a purple dressed woman who strode the footpath with a sway. I followed her as she climbed a few staircases towards a copper rusted Statue. I think it depicted Venus, as a lot of Fountain Statues indicate. There stood a boy in front of the statue, selling newspaper, I followed the lady, as she sneered at the boy and cast a confundus on him, and pushed him away. Senseless Violence! I followed the lady as I now entered the Magical Side of the City. I followed the lady and took all cards from every person I encountered. I reached a quiet café, sat down and ordered a few Pastries and some tea.
After gaining so many cards, and using the same repetitive skills, I no longer need to practise magic to get good at it. Let me give you an example. I gained transfiguration cards from the first wizards I saw, I used it. Then I found Albus' Blue Transfiguration Card on myself, then after finding out how this works, I started extracting cards from every wizard I met, till no green or blue card remained extractable from any wizards I encountered. Every Witch and Wizard practises their magic differently. Even if they practise charms by themselves, transfiguration is not allowed by yourself until the teacher trusts you to be responsible with it. Since every one reading this knows, the dangers of transfiguration, and all the accidents recorded over the years, I won't bother boring you with the details. But, the thing is every card I used on myself for the same proficiency, case in point Transfiguration, I learnt every wand movement, every ounce of intent, every semblance of control, and every thought that ran through their mind during the process the person exerted with their magic. With blue or green cards, I learnt better, remembered better, and even gained inspiration to do research on my own. After each card used, I learnt better, practised better, and performed better. It seems no skill has a roof limit. This means, the more cards I extract and use, the better I am with this skill. And even though it may look boring to do this with every person I meet, I feel great that I am improving steadily, and the only FARMING (gaming term for the unawares) I have to do, is plunder skills from others. It never gets boring!
I then walked through the entire Ministry, obtaining cards, while keeping me disillusioned with elf-magic. After going through the entire wings, even where there were wards to prevent access, but they had no anti-house-elf wards, so I went through undetected. I found a lot of confidential Documents which I copied discreetly for future use, then found the equivalent of the Department of Mysteries and copied their research for reference. I found no illegal research or any record of it, but it does not mean that the French Ministry is clean and free of corruption. It simply means that, the illegal research is performed in a secret location, like those CIA Black Sites. I decided to think about it later. After gaining everyone's cards, I had decided to take a rest for the weekend, visit Merope, sleep around, and keep my alibi iron tight.
But before doing that, I reserved a Suite at a Hotel overlooking the Seine, dropped off a few briefcase full of shopping, I did for appearance's sake. I had the entire Weekend to enjoy myself, because come Monday, I have to get my clothes from the Tailor From Hell! $$Shivers$$ He scares me!
