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Chapter 81: Hermione Granger(R-18)
After her run into Harry and the three Quidditch team cheerleaders, Hermione tried to keep her mind away from what she saw. However, she just couldn't get the image of Hope riding Harry's gigantic cock out of her head.
Calming herself, she tried her best to clear her mind, and put on her best face. It was the weekend and she plenty of stuff to do like studying ahead for next week and reviewing materials.
Heading to the library, she hadn't caught a whiff of Harry all through the weekend, she hadn't seen him in the Great Hall, outside in the castle grounds, in Hogsmeade, or in the caslte itself. Somehow she knew he was inside the girl's dorm, during all sorts of things with the three cheerleaders.
It made her incensed, and she won't deny a bit jealous.
It was only on Monday she saw him, and whenever he spoke to her or approached her mind just short circuited. She didn't know what came over him, but she just couldn't believe she was acting like a blushing maiden.
After her run in with Harry in the Gryffindor common room, Hermione noticed a lot of the stuff he got up to.
Once she noticed him walk off with Tracey Davis, a half-blood like him in Slytherin. She was curious to know what they were up so she followed them, and ended up seeing them pleasure each other.
The during Care of Magical Creatures, she saw him and Fay be the last to leave, and then wander off to the wood. She just could guess what they were up to as they were attached from the hip.
Hermione begin to question so many things, like what was that look that Lavender kept on giving him. Where the Professors in on it, because they just couldn't keep their eyes off of him. Who else was he screwing their mind out of.
Soon her lust just kept on building up as she saw him partake in more and more secret affairs. It just wasn't fair she whined to herself.
Hermione slammed the girl's bathroom door shut and locked it behind herself with a wave of her wand. She breathed heavily as her chest heaved up and down. She noted that she must have parted her robes as part of her rose-tinted cleavage was on full display. And she saw a shiny trickle of fluid run down her thighs.
She bit her bottom lip hard and groaned in frustration, as she recalled the bout of debauchery she once again witnessed. She knew Harry was up to no good as he sneaked off somewhere, and she was right as she found him fucking Daphne like a common whore in a terrace with Tracey licking her off.
That had been stupid of her, following him everywhere he went, he stealth spells have become better, but she was just becoming nothing more than a pervert. She really just succumbed to her base instinct and risked being seen for the pervert she was. Red-faced, she staggered to the sink and splashed water on her face. All that accomplished was drenching the front of her shirt, turning it transparent so she could see how hopelessly stiff her nipples were. With quaking hands and undid her upper portion of her robes and reached inside and juggle her huge tits out into the open.
They flopped free, bouncing around a bit and Hermione lifted them up slowly, looking at herself in the mirror as she slowly brought a nipple to her lips and sucked on it in gentle, all the while wondering how it would feel like to have Harry do this to her.
"Mmm," As she moaned out loud, letting the images of Harry run through her mind, Hermione quickly realized once again the debauchery she was committing.
Letting her boobs drop as they bounced back into position, Hermione splashed cold water on her face to cool off. Then letting the tap close, she grabbed the edge of the sink and peering at her own desperate expression on the mirror for a long time. Sighing she knew she had to do something about her raging desire.
Reaching into her school bag, she rummaged inside of it for a while, then pulled out what she was looking for.
A large pink dildo was in her hand. It had been a gift Lavender gave her a long time ago, and she had never seen fit to use it, until now.
She bit her lips, and knew what she was about to do, but there had to be something down about her aroused state or she just couldn't continue.
Hermione went into the bathroom stalls and locked the door behind herself, taking a sit, she just removed her robes altogether with a wave of her wand and a spell. She stared down at the dildo as she slowly shoved it into her dripping wet cunt, imagining it was a veiny slab of man meat, namely Harry's.
Closing her eyes as she recalled the sheer size of Harry's giant cock. She slowly slipped into her fantasies, imagining Harry plowing into her pussy with wild abandon, and ruined her until she was nothing more than a drooling mess of a woman, utterly fucked by him. "Fuck me, Harry! Take me as your woman," she moaned out loud.
Hermione flopped back on the toilet stand squirming as she pumped her cunt with the toy.
However for some reason, it just didn't feel right. No matter how much she thrust the dildo into her cunt no matter how much she arched her back, and cried out in bliss and moaned in pleasure. Hermione just couldn't cum!
Stared down at the dildo, it was a lovely little thing, but it paled in comparison to Harry's giant slab of pulsating, real and genuine meat.
Finally, after going at it for ages, she cried out in frustration and threw the dildo to the side as it clattered to the ground. Hermione rose from stall, and came out of the stall into the sinks. Washing her face, she looked at herself again and saw the tings of red inching showing how lustful she still was.
Looked down at herself, she wondered how she would get Harry's attention when there were so many perfect women, the object of his desire. Recalling the make up session she had done with her friends, all those girly night. She knew exactly what to do, or more accurately how to seduce him.
Hermione knocked politely on Harry's private quarters deep within the castle. He had shown her the secret quarters of Godric Gryffindor himself, one of the very four Founder of Hogwarts and the originator of house Gryffindor as well.
He had taken it up as his own private rooms since he had found it, and for some reason the chambers only respond to him. She tried to enter on multiple occasions, but the doors never seem to budged for her, and they only showed itself when Harry wanted to.
Since the hour was late, Hermione just knew he must be in right now getting ready to head to bed. She came ready for today, as she put on her best makeup, straightening her hair up so it wasn't as bushy as it used to be, and even put on some glamour spell she picked up from more improper books she picked up.
Her clothing on the other hand, let just say she had to put on a very powerful notice-me-not spell just to get through the castle's hallways and was very glad she ran into no teacher who could pierce through her spell and see what she had on.
She did feel a hint of embarrassment thinking about what a harlot she must look like, trying to seduce her very own best friend. However a small part of her whispered, nothing mattered but securing her own pleasure, and getting Harry's giant monster cock inside of her.
Seeing no answer from the door she reached up, and knocked again. She waited for a minute as the silence stretched out, and she of course begin to doubt herself. Was this really what she wanted to do? It was late at night nad Harry most likely went to bed early to rise up quickly in the morning.
She swallowed as she thought about just how he would think of her, coming to his rooms like a dirty whore!
Before she could get anywhere with her thoughts and talk herself out of this the door swing wide open. Harry looked up at Hermione with tired eyes as he blinked rapidly to shake off the sleep which he must have woken up from.
Looking up at her with shaggy appearance as he was wearing nothing but his boxer. His muscular body was on display as Hermione could make out every single abs, his smooth soft skin, his well toned arms, and of course his gigantic slab of meat bulged from his boxers which he some how just knew it wasn't fully erect just yet.
"Ahh, Hermione?" he asked as he squinted in the sudden light. Then taking her in, he slowly uttered a bit unsure of himself, "Er…your clothes," was all he was able to get out.
Yes, her clothes. She was dressed as indecent as could be. Her cleavage was fully exposed as you could stare down her valley with no problem at all thank to the top she was wearing which showed her smooth belly and wide hips. And she had on no bra so her breasts jiggled every time she moved, living nothing to the imagination.
Her skirt was more of panties really as her smooth sexy thighs were on full display, and she also had on no panties at all so you could make out her pert ass, and could catch her slit with every breeze that passed through.
"O, these clothes?" she asked with innocence, "it nothing," she said with a shrug, even though she was squirming under his gaze. He stared open-mouthed at her, his cock visibly swelling in his pants.
"Could I come inside?" she asked sweetly, playing to her charms as she battled an eyelash. Lavender always said it drove a man, and she could see that she was driving Harry mad with lust.
"Yes," he answered with a deep swallow, "of course," as he opened the door wide enough to allow her in.
Walking inside, she saw that this place was still as wonderful as the first time she saw it. Plus more importantly of all it gave them some privacy, no one would be interrupting them any time soon, so they could do some many thing here.
Taking a double wide couch with Gryffindor red and gold, Harry sat opposite to her on a single couch. "So what brings you here?" he asked unsure of himself as his eyes kept on wandering to her body.
"I saw you with all those girls and even Professor Septima Vector," she answered in one breath, getting the first thing that came to her mind out of her mouth.
She felt like smacking herself on the forehead, she just couldn't believe how stupid she was. She wanted to seduce him, not make him feel uncomfortable.
"Oh," Harry simply answered as he peered up at her.
"I did not mean that," she said as he waved her hands about like a chicken. "I... I need you... to do the same to me like you did with everyone. Please…" she whispered, leaving the rest unsaid.
Looking a bit startled by her request, Hermione knew she had to act now, she needed to take what she wanted with her own hands, or did she want to be left in the dust by those other vixens!
Taking advantage of Harry moment of confusion and surprise, Hermione begin to crawl up to him reaching her hand into his lap. Just from a feeling his bulge, she knew he was everything she had ever dreamed of, and seen.
A powerful swell of excitement throbbed within her as lust bubbled up within her as she started squeezing his cock through his boxers, feeling it already starting to harden up. When she felt his cock in her grip, Hermione gasped and shuddered and clenched her thighs together. It was bigger than her dildo, and hotter, and she could already tell that Harry would be able to give her the orgasm and fulfillment she had been looking for.
"Mmm," Harry groaned, head rolling back as she gave his cock a few more rubs through his boxers. She could feel him get comfortable in his seat, and watched as he closed his eyes.
Hermione silent as she trailed her silky hands down his tights and then yanked down his boxers, and pulling his cock out.
His fat cock was so long that it hung between his like a trunk with a pair of lemon sized, swollen balls that held all of the spunk he needed to turn into a new mama. Her mouth was wide open, it was even bigger than she had assumed with the small peeks she got.
She couldn't help herself as she gasped out loud staring at her best friend's cock a bit crossed eyed. "Wow," she whispered, staring at him in awe. "It's very nice, huh?" Harry finally spoke up as she was almost drooling as her hand reached out to grasp the cock, seizing it tightly and slowly pressing forward, not even sure her wide mouth would be enough to fit his monster into her mouth. But she was damn well going to try, placing a kiss onto his shaft and rubbing her lips in anticipation, she begin.
She took a few exploratory pumps as if testing the feel of her first cock, while continuing with her kisses on the top of his cockhead.
Then Hermione grew confident enough to lick the tip of his cock as her hand moved back and fort, pumping him for all he was worth. Suddenly she could feel Harry's finger lace through her hair, but he made no move to do something else, allowing her to do anything she wanted.
She continued trailing her tongue up and down his shaft and then swirling it across the head of his cock. Having done that, Hermione wrapped her lips around the head of his cock. She stared up at Harry with her beautiful brown eyes as she suckled on the tip to see how he was doing. He was laid back on the couch, reclining like a king, and when their eyes meet, he grinned and gave her a few pats on the head.
That was all the encouragement she needed to working her head down and taking more of his cock in.
Hermione worked his cock over, occasionally having it prod the back of her throat as she worked steadily at the shaft, doing everything she could to try and get him off. He was throbbing in her mouth now, leaking pre-cum eagerly onto her tongue, and she was getting so unbearably turned on.
She knew just what she wanted as her head bobbed faster and she kept her lips tightly sealed around him as his orgasm built. His hips jerked and he grunted, and still Hermione stayed in place.
She once read a powerful wizard's cum was healthy and gave a witch a nice little boost in magic. She thought that it was all fiction of course, but as she tasted his pre-cum and felt herself become a bit energized, she wondered if maybe what she read had some modicum of truth.
Plus there was no one more powerful and desirable than Harry. She placed her hands on Harry's legs and moved her mouth lower down his cock. She took him deeper into her mouth and begin to suck on him as if she wanted to inhale his cum when it spread out.
"Go ahead, suck me harder," Harry grunted out loud as his his hands pressed down on the back of her head. "Suck it hard! Keep sucking me you little naughty witch!"
Hermione didn't need Harry's hand on her head to take his cock down her gullet and almost fuck her own face with his cock. She was already so driven by a need to prove herself against all the other women he slept around with, and she already wanted to make sure that she had won him over to herself.
The bookworm bobbed her head up and down on Harry's tool. She worked her hands between his legs and stroked his balls as she tried to get his seed inside of her mouth already.
"Mmm," Harry moaned when she sucked him even harder. Her throat worked further down onto his tool. "Yes," he stated, "try to get all my milk inside your dirty little mouth!"
Hermione kept sucking him alright. She could feel his balls churn a big load build up. She made sure his cock was sealed tight inside, and all her hard work came to fruition when Harry came down her throat, grip tight in her hair as he said, "Drink it down, Hermione. I've wanted to give you this for years!"
And Hermione did so, as Harry came right down her gullet, cum splattered against the back of her throat and down into her belly as she happily took it. It was like she had access to a spring, gushing out water endlessly.
However Harry came too fast, too much, and too hard as some of his cume spilled out the corners of her mouth and some also even exploded out of her nostrils.
Pulling out as it was just too much to swallow at once, Hermione came up for air as she coughed and spluttered. However Harry's cum had to go some where and it went all over her face sticking down like rapid gun fire, painting her adorable features in spunk as she shivered and whined.
Still though a smile split her face as she took the onslaught. She really couldn't be more happier now.
"You know, you really are the cock sucking Queen," Harry noted with a grin.
"Really?" Hermione asked as she licked and nuzzled his cock, cleaning the rest of the mess. This settled it, she was going to become the best cocksucker Harry would ever have, and nothing was going to stop her at all.
"Yeah," Harry answered as he got, and towered over her. She hadn't realized how manly he had gotten over the summer until he looked down at her with his beautiful emerald green eyes.
"I believe it time you got your reward," he then stated as he lifted her up with ease.
"Wait, what are you doing?" she asked as she could feel him lining up his cock right up against her cunt.
"Giving you what you wanted," he simply answered. Hermione did expect Harry to just stick it in as he got to the end of his sentence. His massive member slid inside of her sopping wet cunt without any difficulty, and her surprise at his sudden thrust combined with her anticipation of this moment sent Hermione right over the edge into an involuntary orgasm.
The brunette witch came then and there from Harry's very first thrust, his cock filling parts of her cunt that her dildo couldn't have in a million years.
Harry was so, so deep inside of her and all Hermione could do was cry out joyously, her eyes rolling back in her head and her teeth gritting together as she tried to grab on to something in her shock and excitement, but came empty with air.
Her pussy juices coated Harry's already thrusting cock and made his passage inside of her all the more easier as his massive length went all the way up to the entrance of her womb.
"Harry, Harry, Harry," she moaned and wanted to say more than just uttering his name like a idiot, but the wizard plowed into her senseless right then and there. She wanted to tell him to stop or take it easy for that matter, but really made no effort as she sang his name to high heaven.
She moaned out loud uttering gibberish at this point, it felt like Harry knew her body better than she did. She'd melted into his arms with her legs spread wide by Harry and him filling her pussy with his prick.
Harry's huge member thrust in and out of her cunt again and again and in no time at all Hermione felt an orgasm building up within her. Feeling it coming, the brunette witch tried to hold it in like a dutiful wife as she wanted more than anything to come with her beloved friend at the same time. However in the end, she failed, and really only managing to make her climax all the more explosive and vocal when it finally arrived.
"I'm cummmming, Harry. I am CUMING!"
Her eyes rolled back in her head once more and Hermione's body shook and spasmed under her best friend's handsome chiseled form. Her pussy muscles clenched down sporadically around his still thrusting cock, drawing a sudden grunt from him as he made sure to force his dick all the way to the entrance of her womb in one final deep thrust. It took Hermione a moment, still in the throes of her own orgasm, to realize that Harry was cumming as well.
The beautiful buxom brunette witch looked down at her abdomen, feeling his white hot cum painting the inside of her womb right then and there. Another climax, smaller than the first but no less shameful to Hermione, wracked her body as her body responded in a positive manner to the idea of possibly being impregnated by her best friend's virile seed.
"Harry," she whispered as she sunk into his arms The brunette witch finally felt satisfied as her raging lust that kept bothering throughout these past few days settle down. "Hermione, what you think we are done?" Harry asked with a chuckle as she wanted more than anything to rest in his arms.
"Are you.." she tried to ask, but she could of course feel his raging boner deep inside of her cunt.
Letting out a yelp, as her best friend tossed her onto the couch like a sack of potatoes, she could feel his come onto the couch as well.
"There is so much I wanted to do to you," he whispered. "Now I get to fulfill all my fantasies."
Chapter 82: Livia(R-18)
Coming to his family ancestral home for the weekend, Harry felt glad to be back. Just at the entrance, Rem and Ram along with Tobry, and all the staff that worked in the Manor were outside to greet him as he flew in on Sunchaser's back.
The people that had made up the estate had grown countless times over from just him Tobry, and Rem and Ram. Now there were numerous house-elves that were tied to the Manor with human staff members as well that took on specialized roles like gardens, cook, waitress, and so much more.
He could firmly say the place was more lived in, and now he didn't have the living portraits for conversation pieces.
Walking into the entrance of the estate everyone bowed respectfully to him while he continued on his way with only a nod of recognition. Immediately he was swamped by Tobry who rouse from his curtsy, "There are the gardens you need to look over. The dwarves you assigned to survey the mountains on Griffin Perch are here to see you. There is a feud building up between two Hipoogriff herds which you need to ease. You received some invites to parties. Reports are lined up for you to review. Baron Boot sent in a detailed report on how Mirror Phone Inc. is doing and he has some bits of advices to expand. You will need to..."
Nodding his head as they walked inside to the Manor, Harry gave his responses and decisions on matters as they went up to his office.
The place was already neatly organized for him, and soon Rem brought in some tea while he looked over some papers with Tobry.
The day quickly passed as every thing that piled up for him on the weekdays was set before him. "The Commander writes to you to let you know the Fourth Cohort, the Keythong unit which used to act as scouts and vanguard for your family's old legion as been reformed. He writes to you asking to raise up a new lieutenant to lead the unit."
"Did he provide a list of worthy men?" Harry asked without looking up from his own stuff.
"Yes," the house-elf answered respectfully.
"Good, set up a meeting for me with them, I want to interview them one by one. Anything else?"
"Yes," the short little man as he went down his list which seem to go on for days.
As lunch approached, the house-elf pulled out his elegant pocket watch and snapped it open. "Your guest will be arriving soon my lord!"
"Yes, I will have my lunch here, you can send them in when they arrive."
Before long as Ram brought in his meal and he ate while doing some paperwork, his guest arrived. Livia his magical researcher and the true inventor of the Mirror Phone came into his office.
"Livia," he exclaimed as he got up to greet the woman as she walking in. Tobry bowed from behind her, before he silently closed the door behind himself.
"Sir," she answered respectfully with a brisk nod of her head.
"So how has life been treating you?" he asked, breaking into small talk with her.
"Good, now are we going to get to what we came here for today?" she asked in a no nonsense tone.
"Of course, of course," Harry said, not letting her tone stop him for a moment. "So how is the Mirror App store going? That will be our main revenue really, where we can look to raking in thousands of Galleons."
"It's going fine, we played around with making some essential tools. But other than that we opened it up to Third-parties like you asked after we had the Arithmancer development a kit for app development companies."
"Great," he exclaimed as he finally let his exuberance show. This was the news he was waiting to hear. Letting other people devople apps for his phone allowed him to focus on newer and better things. It would attract more people to his new form of communication, and get them to spend money on his products.
Plus the 30% cut on all sales was just icing on the cake for him. He would basically be controlling the gate way into his industry, and if you didn't play by his rules, you were kicked to the curb side.
"Is there any good news?" he asked, as he took a sip of his tea.
"Yes, the Mirror tablet you wanted are finished. They were easy to make since we were basically using already existing innovations. They can begin to be immediately sold commercially."
"Did you bring one?" he asked.
Nodding her head, she dug into her lab coat pocket and took out a square-shaped mirror as thick as the width of his finger all the way to his knuckle. It has the same inner rainbow-colored sheen like the mirror phone. On the back of it was a mirror shard logo with a large golden P inscribed it in.
Turning it on, he was introduced to the very familiar interface which was more fantasy oriented than futuristic.
All in all it looked good to him, and he even stated it, "Looks good," he said as he set the tablet down. "We can look to selling this Yule," he declared which was basically around muggle Christmas. "Would make a wonderful gift for the family," he noted with a nod of his head to himself.
"So," he said, "how is our future looking?" he asked as he set aside his drink and turned to face her.
"You mean the other Mirror products. Well the Mirror Telly that you asked for is looking promising, we are making great strides and expect to see results by the year's end."
"Excellent," he said, "What about the other products/"
"The Mirror Gaming Console has come to a dead end, we really need more bright minds to test and experiment with it. The Enchanters were able to get started on creating a running Console, however the Arithmancer aren't having any good luck since there aren't any... games as you put it."
"It's fine, I am willing to spend more money to get some games developed, look for more younger minds to get started on it. And I can see to getting started on making some of my own studios."
"As for the Mirror Computer, well to be honest it will take ages to get anywhere. The Arithmancer are working over time to create this Weave that you want, but it is a grand undertaking."
[A/N: the Weave is like the magic internet of things]
"It's fine," Harry said as he turned to look outside his window, "this would be my main accomplishment in my whole life time. If I can build my own magical internet for wizarding-kind. I shall go down as one of the GREATS!"
Then as if remembering she was her, Harry asked, "Other than that how is the Golden Wiziding Tower looking? Plenty of magic researchers on hand?"
"Yes, we are attracting researchers and scholars by the droves! We are already being called the Greatest and most Grand Tower in all of the Magical Isles."
"Good," Harry said, "we will need all the bright mind we can get if we want to accomplish my dream of bringing the wizarding world to the modern era! And your father?" he asked as an after thought. Sirius did mention he was one of the brightest minds in Magic Britain, however he never partook in any of his projects and only secluded himself any in his lab.
Sighing as she showed a hint of expression, "he is still carrying out his experiments and research, pursuing who knows what! I tried to get him onboard numerous times, and I know if he did everything would have been smooth sailings really. But..."
"I understand," Harry said, he saw the man, and he was basically in his own little world. His genuineness more of a prison than anything.
"Now I want you to look at something for me," he said as he went over to one of the countless shelves that lined his office and withdrew a long cloth bound item.
"What is it?" she asked out of curiosity as he set the mysterious thing down on his messy desk.
Smiling at her, he simply begin to unwrap the item until a flintlock rifle was on full display.
"Is that a muggle weapon?" she asked as she averted her head in distaste.
"Yep," he answered with a grin. "This is the next project I want you working on?"
"What would you have me do with them?" she asked.
"Recently I had run into Magic Cannons," he stated, not really getting into detail on how he was bombarded by the things. "and I was very fascinated by the devices so I decided to make magic rifles, pistols, grenades, launhcers and so forth, really the whole bunch of them it into proper weapons for my Legion that can be used by us magical folk."
"You want to transform all this muggle weapons into magic ones?" she asked aghast.
"Well isn't the Magic Cannon stolen from muggle?" he asked with a shrug, since it worked for the age old wizards why couldn't it for him.
"We created the Cannons first, it slipped down to the muggles and they turned it into something that works for them. Then we all know how wild they went with it after that," she said angrily, defending her heritage rightly so from the grubby hands of muggles.
"Oh, well," he said with a shrug, "I want it done for firearms. It will give us a massive edge in the coming war. I will allow you to cannibalize a few of the Magic Cannon to study them closer, but I want results!"
"I... y-you... it," she stammered out in frustration and anger, but Harry silent it all as he rested a hand over her shoulders.
"I know I can trust you to deliver on this Livia," he stated as a fact as he put his hand under her chin and turned it up to face him. He could see the shiver of anticipation and fear run through her shoulders, and the desire build up in her eyes.
"You have all my faith," he said as he let her chin drop and act as if the moment didn't even happen. "I will send you all the gold you want your way, you can hire all the researchers you want and get the best supplies."
"I shall try my best, Sir."
"Don't try, do!" he said, and then as an after thought, he added, "Oh, and give yourself a raise for all your good work."
Watching her leave, Harry thought back to the day that everything changed between them.
"CHEERS!"
Taking a sip of his drink, Harry stared at Livia who was flushed deeply in the face. They were both in his office after the day of the successful Mirror phone release, he was hosting her in congratulation as he opened up a rare bottle of champagne.
"I believe congratulations are in order," Harry tossed out loud.
"Thank you, Sir," the older woman answered as she showed a very rare smile. "Really it was only thanks to your support,"
"And the gold," he finished for her, "a lot of gold. But don't worry at the rate we are raking it in, we will make earn back everything in a month and then some."
"That's good to hear," she said as she took a deep swallow of her drink, "but still I have to thank you, Sir. Now I can finally leave my father's shadow and have something to my name."
"It was only your hard work paying off," he noted.
"Did I tell you how pretty you are?" she suddenly asked. "I know you must find it repulsive coming from a woman as old as me. But your eyes, and your figure..." she whispered as she stared up at him dreamily with clear lust in her eyes.
"I can say the same for you," he chuckled. "And now, I appreciate the compliment."
Suddenly getting up, she came up to him with unsteady steps as her face was flushed, her hair was rumpled a bit, and her glass cup still in her albeit empty.
Sitting on his lap, she asked him in a sultry tone, "Why don't I show you my appreciation in more ways than one?"
"I am curious to know what you mean," Harry played innocent.
"Why don't I show you," she said as in short order, Livia pulling his cock out of his pants. She peered at massive schlong as it hardened right before her and she begin to rub it against her cheeks and lips. The beautiful milf can't help but moan wantonly as she breathed in every last bit of his powerful, manly musk, and felt his heat waft against her face.
"All ready to suck it, huh, you dirty little cunt?" Harry chuckled as he watched her open her mouth to do as he said.
A burst of pleasure goes through his body, and Livia seemed revved up by his degrading words as she takes his length past her lips and down her throat.
Harry couldn't help groan as the older woman begins to choke and gag on his shaft. He watched as her thighs squirmed together from and her cunt grew wetter as her sopping wet pussy leaking love juice on to the floor.
"Fuck," Harry swore under his breath as Livia plunged her head deeper along his shaft, "Man your throat is tight as fuck! You know you really should look into a career giving blowjobs instead of a researcher!"
Seeing her chest heaves, bouncing back and forth as she blew him like a true cheap whore. Harry saw some of her makeup runs down her face as some tears involuntary fell from her eyes and her mascara streaks down her cheeks.
Harry did not know what to say really, she was the one railing into him instead of the other way around.
A massive amount of slobber soon dangling from her chin down and onto her fat, jiggling tits. Harry watched as she moaned down his length as she sent vibrations along his cock, making feel all the more closer to release. The older woman really went to town with his cock, coming alive in ways he never expected or believed was possible as she sucking him off bobbing her head up and down.
"Fuck, I am cumming," Harry cried out not a moment too soon as he hit by a fierce orgasm. Livia gagged as he erupted cum down her throat, she gulped and gulped and gulped as his cum blasts down her throat.
Soon her cheeks begin to bulged as the jizz was just too much, but she held on tight, swallowing ever last drop of is seed.
Suddenly he saw her cumming, jerking her hips back and forth, squirting like crazy. Bliss seem to wash over her, and clear her mind. Then Harry plopped his cockhead out of her mouth, she swayed where she knelt, her blushing cheeks bulging full of cum, a huge rope of seed wobbling between her lips and Harry twitching cockhead.
Leaned forward for the cleaning effort, Livia begins to suck his cock agian. Gulping and slurping every last drop of cum off his seed, she planted one more kiss on the tip of his cock before finally pulling away.
"I was that for appreciation?" she asked as she patted her belly which was filled to the brim with his cum.
Getting up from his chair as his cock was still hard in erection, Harry asked, "Why don't I this time show you my thanks, huh?"
After there long and wild night, the next day Livia woke up to the biggest hangover of her life and him sleeping right next to her.
The state of the room clearly told what went down, and if that wasn't enough detail, her still stained body with white liquid was more than enough.
Harry really didn't wake up to a great morning as he got assaulted by her and yelled all day. Still it was well worth it, and he knew Livia remembered what happened if not clearly then in hazy details.
Chapter 83: Hunting Pt.1
Watching Livia head out, Harry sat back in his seat and spun his chair around to stare out his window. Everything was coming together wonderfully, his armies were forming up, the Galleons were flowing in, and great innovation was happening.
Soon everything would be prepared to face Voldermort in the field!
Some stronger alliances would help, and he was looking into that. Plus chipping away at Voldy's power base was his goal this year, he already prepared an invasion against one of his key supporters.
"Your second guest for the day has arrived," Tobry announced as he politely came inside.
"Let them in," Harry said with a wave of his hand.
Turning around Ser Myles of House Rogers walked inside his office, he was dressed in more normal clothing without that heavy armor on. He respectfully bowed when his eyes meet Harry, "My Lord!"
"Ser Myles, so good of you to come," Harry replied as he waved the man over to take a seat across from him.
"You wanted to meet with me, my lord?" the sharp eyes man asked.
"Yes, the goblins told me you paid your tributes sporadically for some reason. And I really can't make heads or tails about it," Harry outright got to the bottom of things. "Are you my enemy, if so why even make the effort to pay any tribute at all. Or are you a loyal man, if so why haven't you been paying on time and the correct amount?"
"I am loyal to your family, my lord," the man simply answered with a bow of his head. "I am nothing like those deceitful backstabbers," he uttered with distaste showing a rare expression of disgust.
"Well then would you like to explain sporadic tributes?" he wondered out loud as he spread his hands to either side.
"My... land has been experiencing some hardship, my lord" he reluctantly answered. Harry knew it must have been very difficult for him to admit that, any man with power in their hand are a prideful lot. Admitting that things aren't going so well, that is a very tough choice to make.
"There has been a beast that has been plaguing my land. It has been destroying my home, and hunting my people. I do have the men to take it down, but it is a sly one that eludes me at every turn."
"Mmm," Harry said as he rubbed at his chin, this clarified a lot. The man could barely make ends meet with this creature plating him, forget paying tributes. All that he could scrounge every few years or so he would try to send his way.
It wasn't really Harry's issue, a lord is supposed to take care of his own personal matters and see to his or her own Wizardland. But if Harry gave some assistance, the man would owe him a great debt and would be very steadfast to him. He really needed loyal vassals right now that didn't follow him just because of oaths forced on them.
That why he asked, "Do you know what this magical creature that is inconveniencing you is?"
"No," the man shook his head, "we have only found tracks of it, and it's leaving. Other than that it has proven to be a cunning and very sneaky opponent."
"So we will be going out on a limb, huh?!" he mused out loud.
"My lord, you can't mean..." the man exclaimed as his cool expression transformed into one of surprise.
"Yes," Harry said, "I can have a beast thinking that it could waylay my tributes from coming in. I will be bringing with me 2 Contubernium(10 men) to over see the hunt off to."
"But my lord," the man pleaded, "you don't have to do this."
"I know," Harry said as he held out his hand to stop him, "but I want to. Helping my vassal and coming to his assistance, is just me helping myself. If only my other counterparts could see that," he added with a shake of his head.
"I don't know what to say then," the man said with a long sigh of relief. Then as if suddenly deciding, he took a knee and bowed his head, "Thank you my lord, and I promise you to be your most loyal man, and offer you my wand and those of my people anytime you call for it."
"Your loyalty and steadfastness is more than enough for me," he answered as he indicated for the man to get up.
"I will meet you at your estate!"
"Then I should begin preparing for your esteemed visit," the man nodded his head as he head out.
Stepping out of the fireplace of Ser Myles home along with the men he brought with him, Harry was glad he had his vassals opened up their Floo Network for him. It saved him a lot of time, and it was something else to hold over his not so loyal vassals and was something that kept them in line. You really won't want your liege lord invading your home, so you had no choice but to be in line and on your best behavior.
He of course made sure it was one so they didn't get any ideas of invading his home, so he was safe in the fact of using the wizarding transportation.
Ready to greet him was Ser Myles himself, his family and his most loyal servants. He had a lovely young wife, a young little daughter who would be going to Hogwarts next year, and a son who still had his thumb stuck in his mouth.
Bowing to him all at once as if they rehearsed the whole thing, Harry nodded his head in recognition, like a true boss of course. [A/N: Lol, couldn't help adding it. Anyways why do people stop others from bowing to them? Praise me, Mwahahaha!]
"Ser Myles," Harry called out, "Lovely meeting your family."
"Thank you my lord, I have prepared a feast for your arrival."
Holding his hand out to stop him, "Let's have it after we hunt down this beast and slay it once and for all."
"Of course, my lord," the man nodded his head.
"Good are your men prepared?"
"Yes, I have gathered 50 men on such a quick notice..."
"Leave them here," he cut off the men as they nodded to the household members and Ser Myles family then headed out. "Bring only 5 men with you."
"B-but why my lord?" the man asked in confusion.
"Didn't you say that the beast avoided you when ever you sent out a large force to hunt it?"
"Yes," the man hesitantly answered.
"And it always attacks when you have a small force, correct?"
"Yes," the man answered as he finally started to get it. "So are you saying that the beast is wise enough to pick and choice it fights?!"
"Mhm," Harry said, "I assume it's a clever one that knows when the odds are against it. That's why we will go in a small force made up of our best men and women. Then we can draw it out, and finally finish it for good."
"I see," the man said nodded his head. Then turning to look at Harry, he spoke up, "then I shall gather my best soldiers."
"Good, I shall meet you outside then," Harry said.
With a bow, the man was off, and Harry watched him go until he was out of view, then he indicated to his men to follow him.
Before long Ser Myles came outside with his selected men, and a saddle boy brought out some Demigryph to set out. House Rogers had given command of a few Demigryph to raise, and they have been a steadfast vassal to his house for ages.
"Ah, my lord," the man greeted when he came forth, then looking at his party and seeing that he only had 5 men, he asked. "What happened to the rest of your soldiers."
"I left them behind, a dozen people would do for this hunt. We do not want to spook the beast with too great a number."
"I see," the man said.
"But don't fear," Harry said, "I have brought the best of the best with me that my armies have to offer! Let me first introduce you to Lieutenant Alex, leader of the First Cohort, the Griffin units," he called out as the glasses wearing badass stepped forward.
"Greetings, Ser," he inclined his head in respect. Nothing else needed to be said of the man, he had been Harry's most loyal soilder and officer. Plus he lead the deadly and powerful First Cohort, the center piece of the whole Griffin Legion. Whenever those beasts stepped forward they spread fear and awe in their wake.
"Then we have Lieutenant Riley, leader of the Second Cohort, the Hippogriff units." The Hippogriff was known as the most speedy unit in the legion as they blitz around in the sky and rained down deadly spell fire on their enemies.
"Here is have Lieutenant Tia, leader of the Third Cohort, the Demigryph units." Lieutenant Tia was a stoic woman that lead his family's land units of very powerful heavily-armored shock cavalry.
"I also brought Lieutenant Kate leader of the Fourth Cohort, the Keythong units." Lieutenant Kate was a blonde haired, blue eyes woman with a bubbly personality. She always seem to have a smile on her face and enough energy for everyone, you would think she would be a bad choice to lead a pack of murder beasts, but she was the perfect choice, and came really highly to him by the Commander. Her energy and joy just had a way of spilling over to everyone, even the Keythong which did wonders in calming them down and making it easier leading them.
Anyways this was a small test of his to see how she did in actual combat.
"Finally we Centurion Martin," he pointed to the large bulky man. He had hopes of him leading the new Fifth Cohort when it was formed, which would be made up of Hieracosphinx. Those beasts were wonderful guards and protectors, and would make a great defensive unit which we were lacking at the moment since all they had was offensive, offensive, and even more offensive units.
"You have truly gathered a great assembly," the knight stated.
"Thank you," Harry said, "Now let's mount up, and hunt down this beast!"
"Aye, I couldn't agree more," the Knight exclaimed.
Riding through Ser Myles's land, the terrain was mostly forested with countless different trees. His land was more of a magical lumber land, it grew many trees that we used in the making of wands, staves, and staffs.
Harry saw many of the trees dying off since there really hasn't been anyone to take care of them. The fear of this beast has completely halted all lumber process.
It was no wonder the man could barely scrounge up his tribute, he was barely making ends meet.
Traveling down the dirt road, Harry could feel a prickle sensation at the back of his neck. It felt like someone was watching, or something...
Not daring to turn his head, he let a grin split his face as he continued riding along. Sending a telepathic message to everyone in his group he let them know, "Everyone, our little mystery beasts is here. Don't turn your head around to spook it off, but just know it's falling us, and I believe it will soon attack. So be prepared, but don't give away that we know that trailing us."
Playing it cool like he told them all to, they continued on their way, as they came to a bend in the road, a rustling of leaves came from their right.
Suddenly a creature jumped out of the shadow, it immediately went for the killing blow as it tried to kill them. However it bounced off an invisible shield that it did not know it was in place and landed a couple meters in front of them.
Staring at the mystery beasts as he took out his wand, Harry saw the head of a man with a long beard stare at them, opening its mouth to roar at them three rows of sharp teeth were on display. The beast had the mighty body of a lion with a scarlet hue instead, large pairs of bat wings spread out, with a magnificent tail stretched out behind it which resembling that of a scorpion as something green dripped off the tip.
It was a massive thing that really could make the Demigryphs they were riding a piece meal as it stood at 8 meters tall with wingspans of 10 meters each.
One thing echoed in his mind, Manticore!
The word manticore itself loosely translates to 'man eater.' These are creatures was able to devour any beast without leaving any remains behind, but more than anything they have an especially intense hunger for human flesh.
They were terrible beasts that lurked in the countrysides, playing as old man to their victims until it is too late. They are very mighty beasts with incredible speed, extremely sharp claws which with one swipe it can easily tear a man apart, and deadly poisons that can paralyze a victim with one prick.
It made sense now, these beasts were extremely cunning and is often noted to use clever tactics to lure groups of people into its range so it can pounce on them and devour their entire being.
Ser Myles men seem to find the creature scary as they begin to run around like headless chickens, screaming like little girls. The beasts seem to enjoy their fear as he could see a cruel grin spread across its face.
Ser Myles was the only one that seem to keep his cool as he tried to get his men in order, however he was having none to little effect.
Turning to his officers, Harry gave the command, "Take care of it!"
Nodding their head, they all went for into battle at his command.
A myriad of lights begin to coalesce on their bodies as they casted countless physically augmenting spells on themselves which had numerous effects from; enhanced strength, durability, endurance, vitality, speed, reflects, perception of time, and so many others.
Then they each transformed their wands into their respected favorite weapon as Alex now held a saber in his hand which he tested out. Riley's wand took the form of a spear as he immediately went on the offensive, stabbing the creature fill of holes.
Tia's wand turned into two dual axes which she begin to use to chop up the thing.
Kate held small dainty little daggers in her hand, you would think that they would have no effect on such a massive beast but she always seem to find the thing's weak spots and take advantage of it.
Finally Martin held a large hammer in his hand, Harry wondered how he would even lug around the thing. But the man seemed able as his blows crushed bones and disturbed organs.
The Manticore which was so terrifying and dreadful became nothing more than his officer's little bitch! It could do nothing against them as they rained down blows and crippling strikes.
It moaned pitifully as blow after blow struck it, then it decided to try to flee, but its efforts were cut short literally as Alex removed its head off its shoulders.
Collapsing to the ground as nothing supported it anymore, Ser Myles and his men stared open mouth in total silence and awe as his men returned back to him. Martin held the creature's massive head over his shoulders as they all bowed in front of him.
"My lord, the beast has been taken care of," Alex reported.
Staring at the scar riddled creature which stood no chance against his officers, Harry couldn't prevent it as a smile spread across his face. With men like these leading his army, his Legion would be unstoppable!
Then he broke into uproarious laughter as he could already imagining laying waste to his enemies just like this Manticore.
5 soldiers make a Contubernium lead by a decanus, 10 Contubernium make a Century lead by a centurion, 10 Centuries make a Cohort lead by a lieutenant, 10 Cohorts make Legion leader by a Commander.
Chapter 84: Hunting Pt.2
Getting off his Demigryph, Harry made his way over to the dead Manticore body. It was scar riddled as numerous blows marred its body, one of its legs was bent in an odd angle thanks to Martin sending a crippling blow to it and its balls were crushed into a red paste by the big man as well - it was after all what prevented the beast from trying to escape. There were stab wounds all over its hide as well as Riley littered it with thrusts from his spear, he could also small incision that cut at its weak points which had to be the work of Kate, and he could see its tail twitching on the floor thanks to Tia chopping it off with her axes.
"I must say," Ser Myles announced, "you have some very fine men and women! Though I can't say the same for mine," he uttered as he looked at the soldiers he brought who had the decency of looking ashamed with themselves.
"Well they are the best of the best," Harry answered as he looked at the giant creature's head which his men set before him.
"I must thank you, my lord for handling this beast for my house, we owe you a great debt that can never be repaid," the man declared loudly.
"Thank you Ser, but our job is still not done. This beast must have a lair somewhere around here, we need to destroy it and make sure no other creature decides to move in."
"How will we go about doing that, it has been already difficult bringing it out into the open. I am not sure I know how to track down its lair."
"No need to worry," Harry said, "I know the perfect spell for this situation."
Bring his wand out, Harry flicked it about as he muttered something under his breath, suddenly the very blood inside the creature's body begin to drain out and hang in the air. Finishing the spell, nothing was left of the corpse except for a dried up husk with bones hanging off decaying muscles.
Then the blood started pointing in a direction which had to be this thing's lair, "It seem like it is a success" Harry called out.
"W-what is that spell?" Ser Myles asked a bit aghast.
"A blood tracking spell," Harry answered as he hopped on to his mount. The spell he used was one he picked up from the Black family grimoire, his family magic was good and all, but it lent more to the physical. However the Black family dealt with Dark Magic; curses, hexes, jinxes, and so forth. Thanks to having that in his magic resume he had a lot more options in his spell repertoire and could broaden his options.
"Let's go," Harry ordered to everyone as they rode out and begin to follow the trail of blood in the air leading to the unknown.
Going up long winding paths, soon they had to leave the dirt road as the trail of blood lead deeper into the forest. Avoiding branches and leaves the best they could they soon reached the limit of Ser Myles Wizardland and came up to a cave entrance covered in vines and leaves that lead deeper underground. The blood trail stopped here, so that could mean only one thing.
"So this is where the beast had been hiding?" Ser Myles spoke up, rhetorically.
"I believe so," Harry answered as he hopped off the Demigryph back. Tying up the wingless griffin to a tree trunk, he decided it was best to leave it out here instead of leading it inside. Demigryph weren't underground creatures, they are more likely to trip on the treacherous rock formations and break a leg in the pitch darkness up head.
"Let's move in," Harry said as he cast a Lumos spell at the tip of his wand.
Following behind him, they entered the cave at once, someone begin to throw up Wizard light up in the air to light up the dark tunnel. The first thing that Harry noticed besides the pitch darkness was the smell, the place smelled like a pigs rutted here.
Harry immediately had to block his nose with a spell so that he could block off the god awful smell. Even then, he still felt disgusted, soon he got to the source of the smell as they walked deeper into the cave they laid eyes on numerous bones that were crushed and mawed.
Harry finally understood the pungent odor of blood and filth that filled the entire tunnel.
He saw countless creature's bones from regular animals, to magical beasts, and that of humans. Flies buzzed around in the air, creating a droning noise with how numerous they were. Tossing up a fire spell most of them dropped dead as they burnt to a crisp and the other finally buzed off.
Looking at the sickening display, it would seem that our little friend has been busy feasting himself every night.
"By magic itself," the knight swore. He could hear some vomiting noises coming from some of his soldiers, and even his men were disturbed. A Manticore's appetite was legendary after all as they could devour anything and leave nothing behind.
"Let's continue," Harry called out once everyone was finished looking over the gruesome sight.
Continuing deeper into the cave they went deeper and deeper underground until they finally came to a large cavern. Stalactites hang from the ceiling of a cave while stalagmites grow from the cave floor, creating a soft glow that light the place up. A small waterfall cascaded into a large pool of water, some green shrubs and mosses grew around the place living it up.
All in all it was a beautiful place, one you would have never imagined that it would be the home of such a vicious beast.
Harry was pretty sure that it was the manticore's home since he spotted some belonging set aside in a small pile to one end of the cavern. Most likely it was the world positions of the people that it devoured, set aside as trophies for it.
A regular animal would never do this, but for magical beasts it is very common. Wizards underestimate magical beasts intelligence, they could form complex thoughts like that of children and all the way up to adults, and for some rare species they are even wiser than men.
"Well, we came, and there is nothing more to see," Ser Myles noted. "The beast has been defeated! I shall have my men come here to clear out this place, and look through these belongs to send back to their relatives."
Just then Harry caught a terrifying silhouette slowly approached from the darkness! It seem to fade into the background as it prowled nearer to them.
"Watch out," Harry shouted as the shadow leaped at them.
He was already muttering a protective spell, but he was a bit too late to put his defensive shields up as dark silhouette tore into one of Ser Myles's men. With just one swipe of its massive wickedly clawed paws it shredded the poor soul into pieces then tore off a hunk of him and devoted it right in front of them.
Staring at the beast with blood dripping from its maw, he peered at a female Manticore. Harry swore at himself, he should have known the thing had a mate!
Then to add to the mix, another silhouette leaped out at them from the shadow to try to take down another soilder, but it ran into his barrier he set up and bounced off it landed a few feet in front of us.
Looking at the other surprised creature he wasn't surprised to see that it was another female manticore. He could tell that they were female sex since they had the body of a lioness, and the head of a woman.
"Form up," Harry shouted as he threw up a dark spell which blinded the creatures for a moment.
Quickly doing as told, his officers formed a perimeter around him as their wands took on the form of their respected weapons. Ser Myles's men, one of their own was dead and partially eaten right before their very eyes. If the she-manticores weren't surrounding them, he wouldn't have put it past them to run off like little children.
Then as if to compound their situation 3 adolescent Manticores of mixed genders always stepped up. The she-manticores didn't seem to like this at all as they roared at their teenage children who hardheadedly roared back and stuck around.
"Aim for the adolescent Manticores," he ordered his men. A group was as strong as their weakest link, and the she-Manticores would do everything in their powers to keep their children safe instead of tearing into their flank where Ser Myles's men held fast. That would tie them up for now, and make it easier to take them down.
Nodding their heads, they charged among the ranks of the creatures waylaying into them. Martin, Alex, and Tia held the she-Manticores back as Kate went in for the kill dancing around one insolent male Manticores who swiped at her with his paws. Quickly she tore into its Achilles Heel tendon causing it to collapse to the ground, one of the she-Manticores as she powered through Martin and rushed to the downed adolescent Manticores.
Riley on the other hand was handling the other two adolescent Manticores, as he spun his spear around like a deadly javelin and was finally able to stab through one the Manticore's and get to its brain.
Harry was also able to help as he tossed about curses, hexes, and jinxes. He could have waylaid into the beasts with them with his sword in hand, but he was much more help overseeing everything and tossing a dark spell whenever needed.
The other she-Manticore fell into rage as it saw what was most likely its child go down. It sent Tia flying out of the way as the woman crashed against the cavern's wall with a large boom.
It angrily went for Riley as its scorpion's tail snaked behind him and stabbed into his back. The wound wasn't too bad since with all the augmented spell they cast on themselves, they could handle a bit of damage, Tia was already getting up from the ground she slide down to, however what was an issue, was the poison injected into him.
Immediately the quick footed man was paralyzed in seconds as he fell on to the floor, the she-manticore went for him as it mouth gapped opened ready to chop down on him and exact its revenge.
However instead of munching down on human flesh it instead ate a giant ball of dark miasma which quickly ate at its jaw in a dark roiling wave. The dark ripple continued on its way until there was partially anything left of the creature's head, and it crashed to the in a wave of dust and smoke.
Harry was able to telekinetically bring lieutenant Riley over to him before he was crushed by the mass of giant flesh and deadly claws.
Tossing a very rare and powerful healing potion to Ser Myles, Harry commanded to him since he and his men were barely doing anything except for spectating, "Make him drink this before the poison gets to his heart!"
With that he turned his attention back to the battlefield, he was glad that Sirius taught him some pretty powerful dark magics, or else his lieutenant would have been a piece meal.
He could see that his officers were handling the rest of the Manticores, Tia went al berserk on one of the she-manticores as she tore it up with her axes. Everyone was giving her plenty of space as they dealt with the last few remaining Manticores.
Now that the last she-manticore was distracted by Tia, Kate was easily able to slice into her downed opponent.
Fianlly Tia was able to mutilate her opponent enough that it fell from too much blood loss.
And that more last Manticore, even Harry felt sort of bad for it as his men ganged up on it. It really stood no chance at all against such professional killers. Its wails could be heard all over the cavern as it was brutally savaged, then finally the cave resounded with the sound of the final mournful cry of the last manticore falling.
Letting out a long sigh of relief which he didn't even know he was holding back, Harry went over to his officer.
"How are you doing Riley?" he asked as he knelt before the man. His other men also came to see how their fellow was doing as they crowded around us.
"I am doing fine, my lord," he said as he tried to get up, but feeling had yet to get to his feet so he just collapsed back down.
Harry was glad he came loaded up, that was a very rare potion that could heal just about anything which goes for hundreds of Galleons. He had a lot more in his Lordship ring, just for rainy days like these went you got manticore poison in your veins.
"Take it easy," Harry said as he pushed him back down. "We will be back," he announced as he got up, "we will check around this place to see if we find anything else. You guys should be safe, I believe that was the last of the Manticores."
Nodding his head in appreciation, Ser Myles spoke up, "I will guard you man's life with my own, Lord Potter!"
Without a word, Harry walked deeper into the cavern, there was more here than what met the eye. Manticores are not like rabbits who produce that many children as they faced in the cavern nor do they have more than one mate really.
If so then where was the other males, they should have been on the front lines, females and adolescents rare if ever come out to fight.
"My lord," Kate called out as she came back from scouting the area as they slowly advanced, making sure to look out for trouble.
"Yes, what is it lieutenant Kate?" he asked, the woman noticed how he addressed her as lieutenant instead of centurion. He already decided to give her and Martian their new roles in his head.
"I found something," she answered, "come follow me."
Trailing after the blonde, his officers made sure to keep their eyes out, and not have a repeat of last time. Finally to a nest with four large eggs laid in the center.
He could already guess what was growing instead of it.
Looking around Harry saw no other creature here, so his theory of there being other Manticores had to be moot. If there were they would have fought tooth and claw to keep him out of her, just as the other ones they faced in the cavern did.
Staring at the eggs, he knew what would come out of it one day, a savage beasts that hungers for human flesh. Even though he knew it was a vicious and cruel creature he was about to extinguish, and prevent this cruel fate he found in the entrance of the cave, it still felt like he was about to kill a baby, which he guessed he was, human or otherwise.
But what had to be done, had to be done.
If there was one thing his ancestors in their portraits drilled into him endlessly; was that a Lord's duty to his people and family came first before anything else.
"Destroy them," Harry commanded.
Without a word of argument, his officers begin to crush the giant eggs the size of a cot each. The shells cracked open and thick green fluid begin to spill out as he could see the incomplete embryos of little Manticores.
He told himself he had no choice in the matter as he watched the others get crushed, and he was right. Some beasts are very difficult to handle, taming the Keythong are like a walk in the park in domesticating Manticores.
Their inner nature is just too vicious and cruel to fall under the taming hands of wizards.
The only other choice he had was to let them grow up, and run loose in the country side bring more death and misery.
After the gruesome task was complete, they all headed out without giving the place a second glance.
Once they came back to the cavern, Ser Myles asked, "Did you find anything else, my lord?"
"Nothing of importance," Harry answered as he didn't turn to look at the man in the eye. He could already see that Riley was up and about as the paralyzing effect treated by the potion. And he saw that the mauled soldier was wrapped in a pair of cloaks ready to be delivered back home.
"Why don't we leave this god awful place."
"I couldn't agree more," the knight nodded his head.
As they made their way back to Ser Myles, Harry's mind was came back to the unusual set up of the Manticore family they massacred. Those eggs once again put into question all he knew about the creatures, they just don't breed that fast.
One male no matter how horny he was like him couldn't produce children that fast.
Unless if there were more, but couldn't be, the nest was unguarded and the she-manticores and adolescent had to come out to fight.
Mulling it over, they came within view of the Rogers family home, and everything was finally answered for him.
Chapter 85: Hunting Pt.3
Mulling over it, they finally came within view of the Rogers family home. It was a nice Keep on top of a hill surrounded by vibrant trees all around. However what marred the beauty of the landscape was that the keep was under siege.
Staring at the three massive Manticores which had the place surrounded it while they besieged the defenders, Harry just could believe what he was seeing.
The others also didn't seem to believe what they were seeing as Riley swore, "What the fuck is going on? I thought we killed all these bastards!" No one replied in answer as they watched took in the siege with their own eyes.
"Well seeing is believing," Martin stated with narrowed eyes.
"What the hell are they doing here?" Kate asked with a shake of her head.
"It seem like we underestimated the creature," Harry noted. They must have circled around them once they left the Keep, and set upon them one of their brothers thinking he was more than enough to handle them.
Once again he had to note how very intelligent magical beasts are, this is something a regular animal would never come up with in its whole lifetime. Magical beasts intelligence can form complex thoughts like that of children and all the way up to adults, and for some rare species they are even wiser than men.
The Manticores were known for they sly cunning ways, just from the way they lured humans to them, you know they are shrewd.
To be smacked with this in his face with this fact, really didn't feel good. But it opened his eyes to the possibility.
"I don't care how smart they are," Ser Myers growled as he withdrew his wand. "They dare to besiege my home! I will make sure to wipe them all out to the last little mewling pup."
Harry made no mention that they already did that for him, he could understand how angsty the man was. If his home got invaded he would be out for the blood of whoever dared to look on his home with malicious intentions.
"Men," Ser Myers shouted, "FORM UP! We charged at those creatures and show them what's what!"
"That would be foolish," Harry simply stated with a shake of his head. Seeing the man turn his angry eyes at him, Harry steadily looked on at him. "You would just get your men and yourself killed, Ser Myers. And you would be no help to your family or people if you are dead."
"Then what would you have me do, my lord?!" the man asked as he barely controed himself from shouting, but he could also sense a hint of pleading in his tone. Even though he was proud enough not to beg of him to do something, he could still catch the desperation in his tone.
Harry knew his family was trapped in there, or even dead!It was no comfort to any soul to do nothing while all you hold dear was under assault my vicious and cruel creatures.
His gaze turned to the Keep, which its defense was clearly going poorly. Harry could see some portions of the giant shields which protected the Keep in times of war was badly damaged in portions, he could see cracks running along it and even see some gaping holes with his Magic Sight. The Manticores seem to be taking advantage of the battered magic shields as they let their scorpion tails sneak in and paralyze soldiers on the spot.
The place also had no proper leadership as the men on the walls were more like a mob trying and failing to keep the defense up.
"We need to think smart about this," Harry answered. They could easily gang up on a single Manticore and defeat it without breaking a sweat, however to face three fully grown ones, there was the risk of having one of his officers downed just like Riley had been, and he did not want to take that risk.
Chewing over the thought, a wonderful plan came to him, it was very despicable, but it could get the job done!
"Listen up," Harry said as he got everyone to look up at him, once he got their full attention, he declared, "here is the plan." With that, he begin to outline his plan to them all, Ser Myers looked a bit shocked but he nodded his head as his face hardened up for what was about to be done.
Once he was finished giving his plan, everyone got to the gruesome task ahead of them.
Looking over at the Manticores besieging the Keep, Harry knew they would be in for the surprise of their lifetime.
BWAAAAAAAHHHP!
A loud hunting horn noise blared throughout the whole landscape, the Manticores who were busy battering at the Keep's magical shield stopped what they were doing, and even the defenders took a moment to turned towards the direction the noise was coming from.
Walking out of the forest thicket they were heading in, Ser Myers stepped up all alone. "Hey, you misbegotten beasts," he shouted getting their full attention on him.
"What are you doing here in my land?" he asked as he had his wand directed at them. One of the Manticores roared at him, daring him to approach, and he swore he caught a sneer on the other were the third one looked on bored, but Ser Myers ignored it all, and did as he was told to do by him.
Continuing with his taunts, "You idiot beasts, while you have been wasting yourselves on my wall, I have been cleaning out your filthy dens!" Coming out of the thickets to stand behind him were his men, and in each of their arms they held the beheaded bloody skulls of the Manticores they slew in the cavern.
He brought the body of the creatures with him and stored it in his lordship ring for later use such as in experiments or potions, but now was a good enough time to bring them out to lure the creatures to where he wanted.
Just as he expected, the vicious beasts did not react well in the least bit, one of them had his jaw hanging in an oh so familiar expression of surprise that you would expect from a regular human. Another one was spitting in rage as its powerful claws dig deep into the earth, the third... the third one had no reaction at all.
It stood still in the center of the group as it stared Ser Myers, immediately Harry knew that Manticore would be trouble. It was much bigger than its other male counterparts as it stood at 10 meters tall with large bulging muscles, and scars running criss-cross across its body.
"What no reaction?!" Ser Myers teased, "you should have been there to hear their screams of pain and agony, to see the light go out of their eyes, and be brutalized by me and my men!"
Seeing it was their turn, Ser Myers let out loud bloodthirsty roars into the air as they held up the dead Manticores bloody heads.
Their taunts seemed too much for adult male Manticores, plus their crimes as well, as they rushed at Ser Myers and his men. Seeing that their task was done, they all turned around at once and hightailed it deep into the forest.
The beasts followed with loud angry roars, from his hiding spot far away Harry could see that the lead Manticore stared at Ser Myers and his men's retreating back, but it finally moved and gave chase. This must be answered after all, and no matter how much it suspected their intentions, it needed to exact revenge!
Setting his Omnioculars back down, Harry nodded to his officers who were also in the top branches of the trees with him. "It's time," he simply said.
Without needing to be told twice, they each disappeared into the forest ready to hunt down the pursuing Manticores.
This was the best plan he could come up with in such a short span of time, he knew showing the adult males Manticores their dead mates and children would drive them into a rage, one so great that they wouldn't even think about the fact they were walking into a trap.
Coming up on the first Manticore which was focused solely on Ser Myers, Harry threw a dark spell at it which caused it to trip up and roll around in the ground.
Before the beast could even get up Alex was on it with his saber shinning in the setting sun. Then to distract it Kate dashed up to it, striking at one of its weak points, and causing it roar in pain.
Shutting it up Martin swung his hammer down on its snout and the crack of bones echoed throughout the forest.
Before long the best was in its final throes of death, signaling with his hands, they were out, hunting down the other two last Manticores.
It wasn't long before they came upon the other Manticore, it was busy feasting on the flesh of the two men of House Rogers. They knew the risks in the operations, and although they did not make a good showing before as they were busy screaming like little girls, now they more than made up for their failings.
"Kill it," Harry commanded telepathically to his officers. Jumping out of the branches and leaves they went into the task of dismembering the vicious creature.
However things did not go as smoothly as before, quickly he noticed a dark silhouette hiding in the deep recesses of the forest. Immediately it jumped out, pounding at his men, however Harry was ready for it as he sent a dark stream at it which strick the large Manticore.
Harry did not want a repeat of last time, so he was on the ready for ambushes and surprise attacks. Plus he was warily this Alpha, it has shown to be much more smarter than its other counterparts, and he had his eyes out for it especially.
Once the stream of dark mist struck at the creature it was like its strength and energy was being sapped away, which in this case it was. The beast begin to slow and then come to a crawl, before long it collapsed to the ground.
Its eyes were fixed on him as he maintained the spell, and he could feel the spell in turn begin to drained his mental faculties and make him bone tired.
Soon then he just couldn't maintain it anymore as he had already fell to his knees with sweat pouring down his forehead. However, he didn't need to as his men killed the second adult Manticore, leaving the Alpha Manticore the only one remaining.
Letting the spell go, Harry flopped to his belly and only could maintain his grip on his wand through pure force of will. The rest would be up to his men, he was out for the round, by the time he recovered from the adverse effects of the spell the fight would be long over.
Still, his job was over, he had absolute trust in his legionary officers that they would be able to handle this vain Manticore.
With that his eyes begin to slowly close shut, he didn't know just how tired he was until now. He felt so sleepy...
Then before long, he was out like a light bulb!
Walking up with a start, Harry looked around the place and that it was his room in the Potter Manor...
He knew the place like the back of his hand, but it couldn't be, he was out hunting for a beast that plagued his vassal, Ser Myers land. Then...
Just then the door to his room opened and in walked Rem with fresh linen.
"Master," she shouted as she saw that he was awake.
"Hey, Rem," he replied back to his ever faithful maid.
"How are you feeling?" she asked as she came to the side of his bed. He could see the worry on her face as her hands gripped her skirt hem with a death grip.
"I am fine," he answered as not to worry her. He still felt a bit tired, and wondered why.
"What happened?" he asked, "why am I here?"
"Did you forget that you defeated a whole pack of Manticores?" she asked in confusion. "There body were all set in the courtyards, the household staff members are already processing it, and Tobry is looking to make the Alpha Manticore into a hunting trophy to hang in the Great Hall or your study."
Suddenly it came back to him in a wave, the Manticore that tried to ambush them on the road, the den they found, the eggs they destroyed, and the siege followed up with leading the besiegers on a merry chase into the forest.
"Did you forget sis?" a voice which was very familiar asked. Looking up he saw Ram who held a plate of dishes.
"Oh," Rem simply said.
"What is there something wrong with me?" Harry asked.
"No," Rem shook her head, "your godfather or should I say adoptive father now came into check up on you. He said the spell you used ate away at your mental energy, instead of your magic. So that's why use collapsed when you usually could handle doing very intensive and powerful magics."
"He said you would be alright," Ram finished for her sister as she set the tray down on his bed side. "But you may experience some disorientation or short term memory loss when you walk up."
"Well I am alright," he said so as to reassure them. "I remember everything that happened until I collapsed. Do you guys want to fill me in on the rest?" he asked as he first drained the cup of juice set aside him, he was feeling very parched after that spell.
Doing so, they told of how his officers brought him back after of course defeating the lead male Manticore. Then Sirius came by to check up on him and see his situation. It had been only an afternoon after the day of the hunt, and now was right into the middle of the night.
He felt touched even if he knew it was in their directory to care for him as they stood up all night to care for him. It was one that deserved some special reward...
"So how is Ser Myers and his family?" he asked as he licked clean the final morsel of food on his plate.
"They're fine," Ram answered, "Ser Myers writes to you many letters of thanks, and sent countless gifts. They would be a loyal lot for two generations doubtlessly. Ser Myers is in your debt, and his son sees you as his idiol."
After spending such a long time with his maids, he got to learn that Ram is much wiser in matters concerning lordly duties. She had a really beautiful rational mind, and could partial out for him the best course of action and read a person to him clear like the back of her hand.
"Good to know," he said with a nod of his head.
"You should rest, Master, you have to be tired after fighting all those frightful beasts," Rem said. Harry also noticed his blue haired maid was much better with people on a more personal matter, as she was always loving and supportive of him. She didn't concern herself with politics and all that, but just his well being.
"I am fine," he said, then breaking into more of a wicked grin. "You know what, I have a brilliant idea, why don't you girls tire me out so that I can get back to sleep!?"
"Of course you would come up with such an idea," Ram muttered under her breath.
"That sounds like a wonderful idea," Rem said joyfully as she begin to slip out of her maid uniform. "I really had missed you," she pouted as she slipped up to him, "and this," she added as she grabbed his little brother who was rearing up for some action.
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