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Chapter 10
The Minister of Magic, specifically the Wizengamot, was just about to open a new session. Still, by outward appearance. It looked like another session filled with nobles and politicians fighting each other, throwing petty insults and bills that would never pass out. Thanks to all sides that refused to collaborate for a common goal. The normalcy in which the Wizengamot worked or didn't work could be traced to the factions filling the hall. Each one served a purpose and a goal. Wherever the goal was achieved was another topic entirely.
The factions were simple in terms of where they stood. The Light Faction believed in equality, progress, and better treatment of the Magical creatures. They thought that if the Wizarding World wished to advance and improve at the same rate as the Muggle World. They must take a better approach to their laws and interactions with the outside world. Not that they should tell the world they existed. But to open the window and see how much the world has changed in the last few hundred years, instead of closing it and pretending they were the only people in the world.
They wanted more rights and a better juristic system for all. Not just witches or wizards. But magical creatures, squibs, and everyone who lives under the umbrella of the Magical World. They have been paying close attention to how Muggles dealt with things and wanted to implement that system in the Wizarding World, among many other things. They wanted freedom for all of them and to stop living in fear of what they couldn't understand as a society.
However, they also wanted to police magic and how it was taught. The Light Faction's view on the nature of magic was, ironically and hypocritically, white or black. Good or bad. Nothing was in between, no sense of integrity or culture. Their knowledge of magic was lackluster. All thanks to the fear some of their biggest and most-known members instigated in all of them. If you use a Dark spell, you're an evil wizard! If you read a book of Dark Arts, then you're bad. We must forget our ancient laws and past and embrace a new age! It's quite an extreme outlook on magic. They could also be bigots and hypocrites in their search for equality, progress, and freedom, especially when it comes down to some Magical Creatures that were considered to be Dark Creatures. They wanted to save them, to segregate them in a place or be locked up mostly.
The Light Faction may have started with good intentions and hopes for a better future. But the current leaders had their own agenda that they wanted to push.
The Dark Faction, in a few words, was a huge chunk of the Aristocracy of the Wizarding World. The Nobles of old houses took pride in the culture and history. The magic they held and the prestige their names had. They wanted to keep the isolationist culture in the Wizarding World. For them, the Muggle World was useless. The Wizarding World future was not there. They believed that the way Magic laws work was far better than any Muggle Juridisction system. After all. Magic has a better way of dealing with things, and they did not need to use the Muggle way. A magical oath was better than the promise of loyalty and honesty. Vowing over an old book to speak the truth didn't mean anything if the intentions weren't honest.
A truth serum could be used to search for the truth in any crime or dispute. A view of memory was a better witness than the voice of an unknown person. Magic itself was alive, and all of them were its children. Wizards and Witches were different from Muggles. Their culture was like that because magic played a huge role in their lives. Was it always perfect? Of course not. If it was, there wouldn't be a Statue of Secrecy then. It wouldn't be needed it.
The Dark Faction views magic simply as a means to an end. The air they breathe. The sun in the sky and their way of life. There wasn't evil or good magic but just magic. It was on each person to dictate what they do with that defined their persona. Their view was more open and clear in that regard. There wasn't evil magic, just bad intentions.
They were most honest with their views. Most of the time, it was a conservative view, a simple notion that the way things were, was fine. It only needs tweaks to fix the gaps in the ship.
Yet, bigotry festered under that notion, just like in the Light Faction. But while, the opposite side was good at hiding their intentions or misinterpreting their goals. The Dark Faction has now been filled with extremists who truly believe their way was the only true goal to save the Wizarding World. Again, the Dark Faction, whose belief was to understand the reason for their culture, traditions, their existence, and why magic worked in the way it did. It was tarnished by the shadow of a madman who infested the notion of Pureblood supremacy and aristocracy dominance that destroyed whatever sense of intention they may have.
The Gray Faction was a hybrid of sorts. A new concept implemented not too long time ago. It was made mostly of noble families, wizards, and witches who held no heritage in the Wizarding World. And more who stood in the middle of tradition, culture, and views on magic and progress. They believed that their culture and traditions were important. While not perfect, their laws served a purpose because how magic was fundamental in their society. It was something the Muggle couldn't understand. Yet, those in the Gray Faction also see opportunities to learn from the Muggles. And saw a lot of potential in the future for both societies while separated by a veil of secrecy. A dim light could be seen on either side.
They wanted to progress in their society, but not a blind implementation. The Gray faction wished for the culture of the Wizarding World to be respected and learned but criticized when needed.
They wanted change, but not chaos.
However, just like the other two factions in the Wizarding World, they weren't perfect. The Gray Faction was lethargic. Lifeless in everything they believed now. They were afraid or indecisive. They didn't agree with each other on what they should support or what they shouldn't. That created apathy and a need to keep the status quo, not to upset the balance of things. Never moving forward, never moving backward. They would turn the other cheek or blind themselves to what was happening.
Sometimes inaction was a worse cause of trouble for society than an abrupt change of mind.
So was the state of the Wizengamot that one couldn't help but wonder, what could they even accomplish at all.
Still, their worries and grudges would disappear in the current session, for a new player has arrived.
"Chief Warlock, I would like to start this session by bringing the new magic law bill that would ensure the safety of our children."
Those in the Dark faction quickly replied to the bill by booing and stapping the ground. One of the few ways to show their displeasure with such a bill.
"Lord Diggory would like us to ban any book that contains the word magic and dark!" One lord from the Dark faction exclaimed, with loud cheering from his side. "Should we ban dark clothes next? And hats and pets that are considered dark too?"
"That's not the purpose of this bill, lord Burke!" Diggory replied angrily. "But to protect our children while learning magic!"
"We must teach them that magic is dangerous! And ban books that are too dark and dangerous for them. Books that are being sold to them! This bill will ensure that the teaching we want for our children is monitored and taken care of by those who know about how dangerous a spell is!"
The Light faction cheered loudly, supporting one of their ones, while the Dark coalition only hissed at their counterpart, annoyed by how loud they could be.
"To protect them is to expose them to magic and to teach them that it's the intentions behind the spell that matters. The only thing that matters is how we educate them! They need to respect magic, not be afraid of it! You'll teach them to quiver under their feet when pronouncing a spell! To be frightened of their own shadow! And for that, my respectful lord Diggory. I say that I rather teach my son the consequence and responsibilities of the issues of magic with raw exposure than fill his head with ignorance and fear!"
The Dark faction cheered louder than the Light Faction could ever dream of. The wave of disagreement felt heavy on Chief Warlock, who only sighed deeply.
Albus Dumbledore, while self-proclaimed as the leader of the Light faction, still had a responsibility to withhold a neutral stance in the Wizengamot while overseeing the parliamentary affairs and court procedures. So, no matter how much he would like to support the bill with all his power. He couldn't do it.
"The legislature would be reviewed by the members of this noble house, and then will the committee, lord Diggory, before casting a vote," Dumbledore sighed and noticed Diggory's disappointing face. The committee would never pass the bill, which was another battlefield. Yet, one could only dream.
James and Lily Potter watched from the sidelines. The Potter family was on the Light faction side. But barely. Their relationship with Dumbledore wasn't the same after what happened with Harry. While it was true that Dumbledore gave them the idea of sending Harry away. In the end, it was them who did it. A foolish endeavor to blame Dumbledore for their decision, but nevertheless. They simply didn't follow Dumbledore with blindless loyalty as before.
The Potter family was still on Dumbledore's side. Since they truly have no one else who could face Voldemort or keep Death Eaters at bay. They were still part of the Order of Phoenix and fought next to him. But they weren't sheep any longer. They would sit and have a better critical outlook on Dumbledore's decisions. However, a part of James and Lily understood that, while Dumbledore wasn't the perfect wizard, everyone thought he was. The old wizard was still far better than Voldemort or Fudge. They trusted him, and at the same time, they didn't. James and Lily trusted Dumbledore to fight Voldemort and try to save the Wizarding World from yet another Dark Lord but didn't trust him with their lives or secrets.
That's why, until now. The Potter family has remained quiet about the Nazarick family and that Harry was alive and now living as Ainz. But that would change today.
"James, where is Sirius?" Lily asked.
"He's coming," James muttered anxiously until finally sighing in relief when seeing Sirius and Remus approaching them.
"It is done?" James asked quietly.
"Yes, they are currently waiting at the entrance of the Wizengamot. Also, I have spoken with Rita Skeeter about it. She's already jumping with excitement."
Lily saw a very edgy Rita looking around at the edge of the courtroom, trying to find where the mysterious Nazarick family was. She would undoubtedly have the time of her life writing about them soon.
"Are you sure Rita is to be trusted?" Lily asked, not liking how the blond-haired woman was looking around.
"Trust her?" Sirius scoffed. "No, never. But you can trust that she'll write the most obnoxious and sensationalistic collum in the Daily Prophet, that's for sure. That's what we want, right?"
"Yeah, but... what has Lord Sebas said about this?"
"He's fine with it. It seems that he and his wife already know that their sudden appearance would generate gossip. Especially after today."
"Makes you wonder what type of heritage they have," Remus whispered.
"Yeah," James muttered. "I've been trying to find anything about the Nazarick family. But there's nothing. Not even in the oldest book of the Potter library. They... they don't exist."
"Then, they are either the true newcomer house. Or, a very old house that has made sure to leave no trace of them behind."
Sirius added, and everyone sighed. They would surely have their answers today, that's for sure.
"Still, I don't know why they kept quiet about it. Surely, the Nazarick family can trust us. Right? Do they don't trust us with their secrets?" Lily muttered softly.
"Well, we just met not long ago," Remus added. "It's too soon for them to just tell everything about themselves. We haven't revealed everything about ourselves."
"Don't worry; it doesn't change anything. Ainz is with them; that's all it matters," James whispered, slowly caressing Lily's hand.
"Yeah, you're right," Lily replied, smiling.
"Oh, here it comes," Sirius muttered, watching how a secretary gave a note to Dumbledore, who took his time reading it. The old wizard frowned but nodded.
"As the Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, I must announce the... incorporation and activation of the Nazarick family seats in this house."
Everyone suddenly went quiet. It was such a strange event for an unknown family to be incorporated into the Wizengamot so suddenly. The only way for it to happen was if a prestige aristocratic house gathered enough supporters to elevate an unknown house to noble status. Yet, that wasn't it. That would require a long legal procedure and quite the gold and time.
So, the only other way for a family to be included hurriedly in the Wizengamot was if the family in question already had a seat there. Still, no one there could recognize the name Nazarick at all.
So that meant the Nazarick family was a descendant of a family that owned a seat in the Wizengamot and was about to activate it and take their place among all nobles' houses.
All factions started to whisper among each other. It didn't matter if the Nazarick family had one seat as a low noble house. One vote could upset the balance between the three factions. So, they all wanted to bring the said family to their side.
Quickly, the Dark faction spoke. "The Malfoy family bid a welcome to the Nazarick family, to this noble house."
Lucious Malfoy spoke. Like some of the other Dark families, he knew about the Nazarick family. They had the pleasure of meeting them, and while they didn't know exactly which seat they possessed or how many. It was clear that they were very rich. And gold was something only the Malfoys wanted.
"The Potter family will also bid a welcome to the Nazarick family," James stood up, making Dumbledore glance at him, confused and intrigued.
"The Black family as well," Sirius followed.
"The Greengrass family, from the Gray faction, welcome the Nazarick family to our house."
Some others started to follow suit, a decent thing to do for a new noble family. But the undertone of their welcome was filled with greed and self-interest.
However, no interest was as important as that of the Nazarick family. Sebas and Albedo entered the room, and those who hadn't met them were stunned by how beautiful both were.
"I thank all of you, honorable members of the Wizengamot," Sebas stated, smiling gently at them.
"We welcome you, Lord Nazarick. I believe you have been told by Gringotts about what it's needed to claim a seat," Dumbledore said, not looking away from Sebas. One would even think that Albus himself finds himself quite stunned by Seba's beauty. The elderly wizard coughed awkwardly before returning to the point.
"Please, Lord and Lady Nazarick," Albus pointed to the auditorium. There were many ancient seats filled with dust and left alone. However, there was a seat all the way up, near the podium where Albus was sitting, behind everyone.
A few seats seemed to look down on all of them, but one was the real deal, a seat fit of a king. However, neither Albus nor anyone there expected Sebas or Albedo walked toward those seats up there.
Sebas and Albedo slowly walked towards the old part of the courtyard, and with each step they took, everyone gasped more.
"I can't believe it...!"
"Wait, they are still walking?!"
"What are they...?!"
The Wizards and Witches could only stare, stunned, as Sebas sat on the one seat that no one ever thought could be activated again. Yet, there he was, Sebas smiling at all of them.
"I, Sebas, Lord of the Nazarick family, claim the Pendragon and Le Fay family seat. So be it."
When those words escaped his mouth, his seat began to shine, and any dust left on it vanished. Everyone saw the light emanating from it, and soon the sound of a bell was heard across the Minister of Magic. However, it wasn't all.
Albedo then smiled, sitting next to Sebas on a seat of her own, and smiled down at all those wizards and witches with nothing but disdain hiding by smiling at them.
"I, Albedo, lady of the Nazarick family, claim the seats of the Great and Honorable Ancient Houses of Ravenclaw, Agrippa, Huldra, and Sawbridge families, so be it."
The face of everyone when Albedo claimed the seats of families everyone thought extinct was hilarious. It was, perhaps, too much. But, they wanted to make a scene. Ainz, who was watching everything unfold, smiled. They had a little problem claiming those seats, in fact. Ainz wanted to claim all eight of the Great and Honorable Ancient Houses' seats. But decided to wait for later.
Never show your whole hand of cards. Let the enemy keep wondering what else you can do.
Ainz smiled deeply. Now it was time to move the last piece. Yet, there was still something else to do.
"I, Lord Nazarick, head of the Pendragon and Le Fay houses, pass down the titles of my families and proclaim my son and heir, Ainz Nazarick, as Prince of Enchanters and Prince of Britannia."
Sebas's job was to give Ainz, the being he considered a God, every title possible. But also to make the Nazarick name one that would resonate worldwide. However, Ainz was quite embarrassed, especially how Albedo looked at him.
Just keep it together, woman! Ainz groaned while Albedo's face was filled with lust and joy. It was truly not the face. A mother should give her son. Well, it was all for appearance's sake. But Albedo could at least just keep up the act. Thankfully, everyone was staring at him as he slowly entered the courtroom.
Ainz adjusted his clothes and coughed gently. "Here I come."
Ainz was wearing one of the many treasures they found inside Merlin's vault. A golden gown, a bit big for his slender and feminine body, but it helped with the whole Merlin's heir thing. Also, the Staff of Merlin proves they were, in fact, related to the most famous wizard in all history. Which they weren't, but no one knew that.
All doubt of their claim was thrown out of the window as they saw the staff shining brightly, identical to what the ancient depiction showed in the halls of the Wizengamot. However, it wasn't all. Ainz walked towards the seat where Sebas was sitting and next to it was a small gap on the ground. Or, more likely, a keyhole. There, Ainz slammed the staff, and soon the entire courtyard was filled with sounds of cracking stones. Then, another bell and a light blinked brightly up where Albus was sitting. That was the Emerald Stone crafted by Merlin. A sign that if it blinked and stayed on, it meant that the Prince of Enchanters and Britannia had arrived again.
"I, Ainz Nazarick, heir of Lord Nazarick, claim the title of Prince Enchanter and Britannia."
Ainz stated loudly, and everyone just stood there. The entire house was silent as a crypt. Still, no processing of what just had happened. But it wasn't enough. It was all just starting.
Just like everyone, James, Lily, Sirius, and Remus were stunned. But realized that they needed to follow suit with their declarations. James shakenly stood up from his seat and stared at Ainz, his son, who, while it may not use the name they gave him. He was still his dear boy.
"I, James Potter, Lord of the Potter family, welcomes heir Nazarick and prince of Enchanters and Britannia to this land," James looked around and then glared at Dumbledore. It may be worth the reaction after all. James thought with a smirk.
"And I bid the welcome of my heir and son once named Harry James Potter. Long may he reign."
The moment those words came out of his mouth, it brought the entire house alive again. Everyone was shouting about the impossibility of what was happening. Still, Sirius took the chance to add more fuel to the fire by proclaiming his heir too.
"I, Sirius Black III, bid the welcome of my godson and heir of the Black family. Long may he reign."
Lucius Malfoy's seemed to be having a stroke, but he wasn't the only one. Ainz looked around and hummed. Everyone in the Wizengamot had lost their mind, and he could even see the reporters writing as fast as they could.
"Well, this is quite a loud reaction."
He thought with a bit of amusement. Things were only starting.
Ainz stood before a large crowd, and so what his "family," everyone ready to start answering what could possibly be a very loud collum in the Daily Prophet. However, among the many obvious questions that he foresees to answer. A certain blond-haired woman with eyes that seemed to belong to a wild animal wanted to know more than anyone else.
"Heir Nazarick, my prince, are you truly Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived?" Rita Skeeter asked with intrigued eyes.
"Yes, my biological parents are Lord and Lady Potter," Ainz replied cordially.
"But... how did you survive?"
"The details may be too gruesome to be spoken publicly," Sebas stepped in, trying to portray himself as a decent person. "But, he was saved by us, and we took him in and raised him as ours. The blood in his veins now has the ancestral Nazarick blood. And he is my son. Nothing will change that."
Ainz nodded, quite happy to hear Seba's words. He's quite the actor. I must make sure to give my best as well. Ainz thought.
"So, what's your relationship with your other family?" Rita asked, licking her lips. "Does it mean that you are no longer a Potter? Does the Potter family know that you were alive before today?"
James, who was next to them, glared at Rita. "Both our families have met each other before today. We had made arrangements with Gringotts and put our affairs in order. I am grateful to the Nazarick family for allowing us to reconnect with our son and for saving him when we couldn't." James said loudly for everyone to hear.
"We, James and I, are eternally grateful for Lord and Lady Nazarick for welcoming us into their family."
Lily added, and all the reporters were writing fast. "Does the Nazarick family think the same?" Rita asked, now staring at the gorgeous woman with long dark hair and beautiful golden eyes. Albedo smiled softly at her and held her head high.
"Of course," Albedo replied. "The only thing I ever wanted was my son to be happy. The Potter family is part of him, as he is part of us. It would be cruel to cut any possibility of union between us. He now has a big family, with many siblings who adore him. Nothing makes me happier than that."
Ainz had to admit that Albedo's words and gestures scared him. Especially since he knows she's lying. It was the way how confident she sounded like she actually believed it, that frightened him.
"I am sure Lady Potter and I share the same feeling of love for our children," Albedo stated with the most angelic smile ever as she approached the red-haired beauty. "Isn't it, right, Lily?"
Lily shuddered at the way; Albedo said her name. It was so husky and lustful that she had to cough slightly to hide her blushing face.
"Of course, nothing is more important to me than Ainz's happiness."
Ainz glanced at Albedo and wondered what the succubus was thinking or planning.
"My prince, how do you plan to use the many titles and responsibilities you now have as heir of multiple houses but prince of Enchanters and Britannia?"
Ainz now could finally see the questions taking a serious turn. "For now, I want to know more about my legislative powers and responsibilities. So, for now, I'll follow my father's route and make sure to not use it irresponsibly. I am still... a child."
Ainz responded vaguely, with the clear intention of making sure the three factions would punch each other just to gain his support. It would be interesting to see what they do now after today. Ainz would keep an eye out.
"My prince, are there any marriage proposals awaiting for you?" Rita asked.
"Not as of yet," Ainz replied.
"I see," Rita nodded, and she seemed to smile secretly. Ainz wondered why. "But, as the heir of so many important houses. Houses that I may add were thought to be extinct, isn't your responsibility to ensure their lineage continues? To give what the Wizarding World, or at least the British Magical people wanted for such a long time ago, a royal family?"
Ainz tilted his head, wondering where the woman was going with that. "The Nazarick family is to be the royal family. However, to your previous question. That has yet to be decided. Just like you say, many titles and responsibilities require capable hands. I doubt one person would be enough for this. Maybe, I'll need the help of more than just one person."
Ainz stated that he wanted to run every aspect of the Wizengamot as intended. He would need more people on his side. More servants. But he didn't want to expose more of Nazarick. Ainz would have to find employees, and servants, that were worthy of the name of Nazarick. Yet, his wording was quite the problem, and he didn't realize the bright smile coming from Rita as she furiously wrote everything down.
"What about working with Minister Fudge?"
Ainz groaned, knowing full well how corrupt the pigman was, but he would take advantage of him until Ainz found no more value in him.
"I am honored to work next to him," he only replied.
"That would be all for now," Sebas declared, nodding to James, who was glad to move away finally.
"One more question!" Rita yelled. "Are you going to attend Hogwarts?!"
Ainz tilted his head and hummed deeply. "Yes."
Ainz and the group finally found a quiet place where they could speak. However, the news of the house and what transpired not too long ago still echoed inside the Potter and friends' heads.
"Blood fucking hell!" Sirius exclaimed quietly. "Prince of Britannia?! Prince of Enchanters?! Of all things I thought would happen, finding out you were the descendants of Merlin wasn't one of them!"
"I apologize, but now you understand why we kept quiet. It's quite the news," Sebas declared gently.
"No, I understand," Sirius said. "But bloody hell!"
"Thanks for your input, Sirius," James added, sighing deeply. "But yeah, we are still in shock."
"Apologize for it."
"Don't, lord Nazarick... it was a rather big secret. Don't apologize."
"I appreciate the concern, my lady," Lily smiled at Sebas. It's been quite a long day for everyone, but she was still worried about what the title could mean for her son.
"What's going to happen now?" Lily asked. "What does the title of prince means to Ainz?" Her voice quivered in apprehension and worry. The Wizengamot was already a battlefield of itself. Making her son a prince could potentially be a dangerous task.
"In simple terms, Ainz can nullify, veto, and remove any bill or law in the Wizengamot. As well as to interact with the ICW as an emissary of the British Minister of Magic with or without the approval of the Wizengamot. Among many other rights as the prince of the Magical People of Great Britain. He can also bypass the committee and force new elections to dictate a new minister of magic."
"Whoah... wait a minute, what are you saying is that... Ainz has the power to rule over the Wizengamot practically? Over the Minister of Magic?" James just stood there, shocked by that revelation.
"Yes, and to also... give titles to houses."
Ainz nodded, smiling. "I'll sign a decree to make the Nazarick house into the British Magical World royal family."
Ainz beamed internally at the amount of power he now held, all thanks to Merlin's carelessness. The ancient wizard had so much absolute power because it was given to him by the wizard's council during times of civil war. Merlin was tired of war, of chaos, so he took that authority and concentrated on one person. He became an absolute monarch, but of course. Merlin was a decent, wise old man who understood his role in the world. Not once he took advantage of the power he held. Merlin was a good person with no ill intentions in his heart. Not at all. Merlin only did what was necessary to bring peace and end all conflicts.
The ancient wizard helped to settle the power of the Minister of Magic and Wizengamot. He helped to close the wounds that opened during the conflict and brought peace to Great Brittain.
Merlin also understood that such power would corrupt people in the future. So, it was just one of many reasons why he never sired a child or named an heir. Merlin would be the first and only Prince of Enchanters and Britannia. Or so he believed. He didn't live to see Ainz come and take everything for himself. Merlin never thought someone would overpower his runes and many enchantments and take control of his vault. And even the many backup plans he designed to ensure no one took the mantle of his title worked.
Because there was no stopping Ainz and Nazarick from getting what they wanted.
"That's going to change things from now on," Remus added. "Expect all factions to sweep in trying to get your favor."
"Of course, we are prepared for it," Albedo smiled at the small humans. She wanted to laugh at their concerns but remain cool and level-head.
However, they soon turned around when they felt the presence of a certain old wizard who seemed stunned.
"Professor Dumbledore," James looked at the old wizard intently. "I think I know why you are here."
"I know you do, James," Albus said while not looking away from Ainz. "You've your mother's eyes."
What a creepy old man. Ainz had to admit that he was intrigued about meeting the old wizard. He was, after all. The so-called most powerful wizard in current times. Ainz felt the need to know how powerful Albus Dumbledore truly was. But he would be careful with that. He must first play his cards right and see what the old wizard wanted in the first place.
"You're alive... Harry, you're truly here," Albus whispered mournfully. "It's been years, but ever since that fateful day. I've been having this conversation inside my head. About what would have been said if I was given a chance to see you again."
Ainz just stood there, really confused about the laments of the old wizard.
"I am so sorry, my boy. I failed you and your family," Albus stated. "I was the one who put the idea inside your parents about moving you away. It was me, the one who started it all. Please forgive me."
Ainz had no idea of what Dumbledore was talking about. But he does remember the circumstances of Harry's demise. Ainz realized how many people were still mourning the death of Harry Potter. The real one. It truly makes him uncomfortable, but Ainz had a role to play.
"I don't remember most of it. A memory that is better forgotten and not worth remembering. But, if you wish forgiveness. I forgive you, just like I did to the lady and lord Potter," Ainz pointed to Lily and James, who seemed to be still sensitive about such a topic. But nevertheless, they smiled.
"Perhaps, this is a chance to start again. A second opportunity to do things right. Don't you think? People deserve second chances," Ainz gave his best smile possible. He didn't believe a single thing he said. Ainz almost gagged at those words. At best, it was just random words he threw out, but it seems it has worked wonderfully. The old wizard's blue eyes filled with tears, and it looked like a huge weight had been released from his old and frail shoulders.
"Indeed, people deserve second chances," Albus declared. "Thank you for alleviating the pain of this old man."
Ainz glanced at Sebas and Albedo; they just shrugged the reaction off.
"Don't worry," Ainz said, tired of dealing with such a group of emotional people.
"If there's a chance, I want to meet with you, my boy. There's a lot we must discuss."
James and Lily jumped right in, already reading the mind of the old wizard. "Professor Dumbledore, it's been a long day. Don't you think whatever business you wish with Ainz and his family could wait?" James stared at the old wizard, and for the looks of it. Ainz believed there was a sort of discussion going on.
"Surely, telling you, Harry-"
"Ainz," Albedo interrupted with quite the cold and stoic face.
"I apologize. Ainz should know about the dangers and huge responsibility of his titles. He's a boy still, young and naive. He must understand that the Wizengamot is no place for children."
Ainz was now quite angry. In fact, the condensing voice of Dumbledore was enough to tip him off.
"My son knows his responsibilities, mister Dumbledore," Sebas stated. The Buttle of the Supreme Being was good at reading people's intentions and distinguishing good people from bad ones. Nevertheless, Sebas could see Dumbledore as not to be trusted or even worthy of his lord's presence.
"And with the help of Lord Potter, Lady Potter and his godfather, Lord Black. We are going to make sure he is ready for any challenge. There's no need to be worried."
"Still, you will have the Dark faction and Gray Faction trying to pursue you to add in their endeavors. You must understand the dangers that will bring to the Light faction," Dumbledore stated before sighing and looking at them with a rather condescending smile. "After all, you're still new here. You must not know what's good for the Wizarding World. Let me help you."
Now, Ainz understood, and so did everyone. It was incredible how Albus could truly change people's perspectives so fast. One moment, everyone thought that he had learned a valuable lesson from his past mistakes. But the next, he was, trying to manipulate them into believing he knew best.
"I will not stand this insult to my son!" Albedo hissed. "And my family! You should remember who you're speaking with, Chief Warlock."
Albedo took, Ainz and left the room. Sebas only glared at Dumbledore before bowing to the Potter family and friends.
"I'll see you all soon, my lords, lady."
Sebas followed his "wife" and left them all by themselves. Lily then glared at Albus.
"How dare you insult them in such a fashion?!" Lily hissed. "Don't you realize what did you say to them?! You practically call them stupid!"
"It was never my intention," Dumbledore replied, trying to defend himself. "I was merely pointing out that they lack the common knowledge to understand the Wizengamot or the Minister."
"A sneaky way to call them ignorant," Remus stated, glaring at the man he once considered his father figure.
"It was not my goal," Dumbledore sighed deeply, realizing that he may have crossed a line there. "I wanted to help. James, Lily, you understand what is a stake now, don't you? Now that everyone knows that Harry is back. Voldemort may try to hurt him."
James and Lily just glared at him. "After all this time, you only care for our son? Tell me, Dumbledore, what else haven't you told us about? Why the infatuation with our son?"
Dumbledore didn't reply. He remains silent, as he always does. "I only want to best for him. That's all. I know that young Harry is important. Voldemort will come after him if he finds out he's alive."
"And only you know what to do, right?" Sirius asked, not truly believing what he was hearing.
"Arrogance is not my strong suit. I am truly sorry for what it sounds like. But we must be ready. What has happened the last years is clear that Voldemort is still around."
"And keeping secrets will help us how?" James asked, with his own condescending voice. "Only you can lead us to victory?"
"James, I know my past mistakes have brought pain to you and your family, but you know. My only concern is to defeat Voldemort. And, I need you to help me, to make the Nazarick family understand that they need to allow me to train and guide Harry to the right path."
Lily didn't like his tone or the plan he was designing behind their backs. "His name... is Ainz now. And you're not going to play with his life."
Lily declared as she left the room, angrily stomping the ground. I will not allow him to use my son!
"Sorry, professor, but we just got our son back. We aren't going to lose him again."
James and Sirius left, leaving only Remus.
"Remus, please, make them understand."
Remus showed a troublesome face. He didn't want to turn back to the man that gave him his education.
"I'll... try, but I can't, nor will I promise you my blind loyalty anymore. I'm sorry, professor."
Remus said, leaving the elderly wizard behind, sighing deeply.
"I'll respect your wishes for now."
Dumbledore whispered, lamentably his upcoming actions. But he had time, after all. The Boy-Who-Lived was going to Hogwarts, and there would be the start of the true fight against evil.
"I truly don't want to be seen as the bad one. Maybe... I should think better about how I speak to them," Dumbledore muttered, slowly leaving the room. He needed time to reflect.
The news of what had happened at the Wizengamot spread like wildfire across magically Great Britain and the magical world. A prince of magic, a prince that was a direct descendant of Merlin himself, has finally come. The British Magical community has never felt so proud of having a royalty-like figure in their time. But there was more, and the clear gap of power and ancestry marveled everyone.
The Nazarick finally became the de-facto monarchical family of the British magical world. Simply by the fact that Lord and Lady Nazarick held ancient ancestry in their blood. The Nazarick family owned the mantle of legendary and historic houses, with an absurd amount of gold and administrative power never seen before. So, the first thing prince Ainz did was to elevate the Nazaric family to royalty status. They were now above noble houses, above the Ministry of Magic itself. All happened quite fast and anti-climatic. But, Ainz didn't care. The first step of his plan has now been completed.
"Quite the news," Ainz whispered softly while reading the Daily Prophet tabloid. He was in his private room, naked on his sofa. He spread his legs, allowing a silver-haired vampire full access to his cock. Ainz simply leaned back, moaning at the sensation of Shalltear's mouth around his penis.
"Whah tyhpe ohf news?" Shalltear tried to speak, but with her mouth currently busy with her master's fat cock, it was quite a problematic endeavor.
Ainz chuckled slightly, caressing Shalltear's head and forcing her back to sucking his meaty member.
"They are just creating chaos around. Nothing I haven't planned," Ainz said, groaning slightly. Shalltear's long tongue encircled Ainz's cock, moving up and down. It was a sensation that was hard to resist. Shalltear's wet mouth and her naughty tongue work filled Ainz with pleasure.
Shalltear moaned, sucking dip, yet she didn't forget to jerk that delicious cock, and to massage Ainz's testicles gently. Her small finger could hold one of them in her hand and play with it. And she did.
Shalltear was becoming quite the master in cock-sucking technique, a surprise since Ainz thought no one would ever compare to Albedo. But it seems that Shalltear perverted essence was as big as Albedo's lustful nature.
Shalltear's mouth was sucking deep the head of the cock, licking and moving her tongue around it. Those cute little soft lips locked themselves on that part of Ainz's meat, while at the same time, she would fondle his balls and jerk the shaft. All at the same time.
"Srhhhp! Srhhhp! Srhhhp!"
Those were the sounds of Shalltear sucking deep that glorious cock. The sound of saliva being used to lubricate the fat cock. How Shalltear's mouth seemed filled with so much of it that echoed the room. Squishy sound of something moist and the suction of it, a glorious and lustful sound a man would like to hear from a girl who was currently sucking him off. Nothing has tasted better in Shalltear's life. Nothing was worth more than her master breeding tool.
"Ugh, that's it... keep doing it like that," Ainz allowed himself to relax simply. He didn't bother to look at her. Ainz just put his hand behind his head and sighed joyfully as Shalltear's furious attempt to milk him was working.
"Lish thisss?" Shalltear asked as sucking deeper and harder than before. The way, Ainz's body, reacted was enough for Shalltear to smile internally.
"Mmhmm," Ainz only replied with a moan and began slowly moving his hips at the same rhythm as Shalltear's jerking hand.
Shalltear moaned at the sensation of Ainz slowly fucking her mouth. She could feel that cock trying to move deeper into her mouth, and she truly wanted to allow it. That's why she swallowed more of her beloved master's cock and sucked deeply. The pleasure was overwhelming, but so was the need to suck his cock. So Shalltear forced herself to take even more of him down her throat than before, feeling like her nose might be touching his stomach. She had to swallow more than ever just to keep up with his pace. The wetness from her saliva mixed with the hot semen from her master made for an incredibly intense flavor. It felt good on her tongue and throat.
Her lips stretched wide around the thick shaft to accommodate its length, and she sucked him deep again.
Her cheeks hollowed out, and her jaw clenched tightly as she worked her muscles to squeeze the entire length of his cock between her lips and tongue. Her eyes watered when she felt his tip slide over the back of her throat, but she didn't stop.
After several minutes, Ainz finally let out a satisfied sigh and moan.
"Mmhmm... yessss!"
Ainz simply came inside Shalltear's mouth. He didn't even bother to warn her. There was no need. The true vampire moaned at the sensation of rope after rope of potent, white, and virile seed going in her mouth.
"Mhmh~! So much~! Delicious!"
Shalltear moaned as Ainz glanced down and smiled at the way Shalltear showed the aftermath of his orgasm. The loli vampire wanted to show him that she was an obedient slut. That she was always going to swallow his cum. That only made him go hard again.
"Good girl," Ainz smirked. "Now, climb to me... it's time for your reward."
I am sorry, Peroroncino. But I am about to fuck Shalltear. Your creation, and make her my personal cock warmer.
Ainz thought, not truly sad about what he was about to do. He had stopped feeling sorry for himself a while ago now. Now, he was enjoying life.
"Yes!"
Shalltear was completely naked now. Her red eyes showed such excitement that it was hard to miss. Ainz chuckled, watching her cute little pink nipples. Shalltear's secret seemed to be a side concern now. The true vampire was now more focused on impaling herself with her master's cock.
It was quite cute to see Shalltear climb on top of Ainz. She climbed on top of him. She was about to ride him in a Squatting cowgirl position. It was the only way their body would mesh together. Ainz just smiled as he felt Shalltear's arm going around his neck and breathing faster each second it went by.
"Are you ready, my dear?" Ainz asked, feeling Shalltear's wetness dripping on his cock. Shalltear's cunt was just above him, millimeters away from impaling her, and the true vampire knew it.
"Y-yes!" Shalltear replied with excitement.
"Good," Ainz grabbed Shalltear's tiny waist and guided her down quickly. The sudden intrusion caused Shalltear to come simply by that. A fast orgasm caused by building excitement of finally being used by her master, her god.
"Ugh?! So fast?! You must have been incredibly thirsty for my cock!" Ainz groaned, feeling Shalltear's already tight cunt becoming tighter. As the warm tunnels tremble firmly around his cock.
She moaned as she felt his large cock enter her body. It was like it had no end. His thick member filled her pussy completely, and she couldn't believe how deep he went inside her. The feeling of fullness made her want more, and she wanted him to go deeper.
"M-More! Lord Ainz! Fucking more!"
Shalltear squealed like a wanton whore, and Ainz couldn't help but just do that. He grabbed Shalltear's cute round ass and spanked her hard. Really hard. Ainz knew he wasn't hurting her at all. But the sensation of that Shalltear felt. The hand of her lord, squeezing, slapping, and molesting her butt, was thrilling. Intoxicating even. She could only slam herself harder on Ainz's cock. More, she wanted more.
The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed throughout the room. He slammed into her repeatedly, causing her body to bounce up. Her small breasts bounced up and down as she took every thrust from him. Each time his hips hit hers, his shaft would push back into her and force her onto him even further.
Her mouth opened wide, and she let out a moan that resonated through her head. Her body shook uncontrollably, and her legs trembled under her weight as he pounded her hard and fast.
He leaned forward and grabbed her ass tightly, pulling her close as he continued to pound away at her. Shalltear was not riding him, no. Ainz was simply holding her and forcing him up and down like a cheap sex toy, and Shalltear loved it.
"So big~! You're so big, my lord~! I love you! I love you!" Shalltear's voice was high, and she didn't bother to be heard. No, the fact was. She wanted to be heard. Shalltear's lust and perversion wanted everyone to know. The Supreme Being, the rule of all of them, was using her. Shalltear Bloodfallen, the guardian of the first three floors, as nothing more than a cheap whore.
"You're my little whore?" Ainz whispered seductively. Hissing in pleasure at the small love tunnel that was Shalltear's pussy.
"I am! Forever yours!" Shalltear squealed in delight as Ainz then kissed her. He was invading her mouth, and the true vampire simply allowed him to do so.
He leaned forward and grabbed her ass tightly, pulling her close as he continued to pound away at her. A smile appeared on her face, and she let out an ear-piercing scream as he picked up speed. His cock became harder than ever before as he slammed into her over and over again.
Every time he hit bottom, her walls clamped down around him, squeezing every inch of him inside her tight little body.
"Ohh! Ahhh! Yes! Yes!" She screamed out, gripping her master for support. Holding him tightly, he kept on smalling her down his fat cock. "Fuck me, fuck me good, don't stop! Don't you! Use me, screw me! Lord Ainz! Lord Ainz!"
His pace increased dramatically, and her body began to shake uncontrollably as the orgasm overtook her. She dug her nails into him as he pulled her closer to him by her hips and continued to hammer her mercilessly. Her body quivered as her eyes rolled back, and she held onto him for dear life.
Ainz groaned loudly now. He didn't want to hold back his cum any longer. And it seems Shalltear thought the same.
"I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Lord Ainz! Please bless me with your seed! Cum! Cum inside your servant! Cum inside me!" She cried out loudly, biting her lip as he pumped himself inside her.
Her juices coated his cock and dripped down her thighs as they both came together. Ainz moaned quietly, feeling Shallatear's cunt milking him for everything he was worth. He pumped his cum inside the true vampire womb for the first time, and it won't be the last.
Shalltear collapsed on top of him, still with his cock deep inside her. His arms wrapped around her body, holding her close to him. He kissed the top of her head softly as he held her tight against him.
"You okay?" He asked, gently, caressing Shalltear's body with the touch of a lover.
"Yeah... lord Ainz... I am truly fine."
Shalltear smiled, still feeling Ainz's rock-hard cock inside her. The Incubus lord was just starting, and Shalltear couldn't help but shiver with excitement.
"Can we do it again? This time on the bed?" Shalltear asked with a lustful smirk.
"Of course... you're going to be mine all night."
Shalltear shuddered at the thought of being fucked by her master all night. But it was the type of shudder a woman would like to feel after such an amazing experience. Yet, before Ainz and Shalltear could start the second round.
Albedo practically burst the door open. "Lord Ainz, I would like to... sorry for interrupting." Albedo's eyebrows twitched at the sight of Shalltear riding her beloved lord.
"Ugh! You big-mouthed gorilla! Can't you see that we are busy?!" Shalltear screamed. "Go away!"
Albedo squeezed her teeth at such a tone of voice. "I came because... we need to get ready for our next operation... the Hogwart operation."
Albedo stated, trying to find any excuse to stop Shalltear from having sex with her master. Ainz just rolled his eyes.
"Alright," Ainz stated, much to the dismay of Shalltear.
"Uh! My lord!" Shalltear whined, feeling her master's delicious and fat cock leaving her love tunnel.
"I'll make it up to you later, and you'll help Albedo," Ainz sighed. "We should start now. Also, remember, Shalltear, you're coming as well."
"Oh," Shalltear replied cutely.
Ainz decided to for now to calm down. He could always have more pleasure from Shalltear later. However, if he was honest. The perverted side of him couldn't help but smirk at the fact that soon. A new wave of possibilities of new carnal lust would invade his mind. After all, the wizarding world declared Prince Ainz the most wanted man. And Hogwarts was filled with gorgeous women for the taking.
Well, it seems that Hogwarts would be more than just a vacation spot for me. Let's see what it has to offer.