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The Oblivion
The next morning Helga went to Salazar's office, to talk to him. She knocked on the door.
"Yes." Salazar answered without looking up. He was busy arranging some parchments together, looking for something. Helga entered the room, closing the door behind her. She walked to him, closely observing him. Honestly, she did not knew him very well. Only knew that he was a good friend of Godric who, was a very good person. And Salazar was an introverted person with little to no interaction, if possible. She wanted no misunderstandings between them.
"Good morning Salazar." She greeted with a smile.
"Morning, Madam". he replied.
"Busy it seems." sighing she said, "Can we talk?"
This time he looked at her. Nodding he offered her a seat and walked towards the tea kettle. He poured some into a cup and placed it in front of her. Helga was a very kind hearted witch, with incredible magical skills. She was very sociable but even she was getting uncomfortable sitting right in-front of him. Not that he was a a bad person, just a person whose eyes could stare deep in ones soul and judge.
"Well Salazar, about yesterday, I know I should have talked to everyone before bringing the child to the school, but the child is wonderfully gifted and it would be-"
"The muggle is gifted? How can a muggle be magically gifted?" Salazar interjected.
"Salazar?" She looked at him confused.
"Please do not be shocked madam. I have always made it clear! I just want to teach the children that are from magical families! It is not something new that I am saying!"
"Please kind sir! Just look at the child, let him learn. You know these days how innocent children are hunted down if they are even suspected for knowing magic!" She looked at him pleadingly.
Salazar answered, "Then what about our brethren who are living in fear every second? What about them who are mercilessly massacred? And who is responsible for all of this? The people who are not of our kind. People like that child."
He rose up his seat and walked up to the door. Sighing he said,"Fine madam, I will give the boy one chance to make an impression on me."
Opening the door he said, "If that would be all." Implying he had finished talking. And wanted no more.
Helga replied,"Thank you Salazar!" And left the room.
As soon as Salazar closed the door, he smirked. 'You can try as much you want, I am not teaching some muggle!' He thought.
Godric looked at Salazar as he walked towards the high table for breakfast but he did not attempt to talk with him. And Salazar did not even spare a look to the others. He silently walked and sat down. But the whole hall was sneaking glances at the professor.
As the day progressed, ultimately the class came where young Elis Custer was in. As usual, the class of transfiguration started, Elis was getting anxious. Because, Salazar had not spared even a look to the student, ignoring him completely. Everything about this class felt uneasy for him.
As the it ended, Salazar asked,"Any doubts?'"
The class went silent, knowing the usual drill. Salazar scanned the class, looking at each student intently, as if knowing what went in their heads. As his eyes met Elis, he suddenly bowed his head, rummaging his parchments, shuffling them.
" The new one, what is your name?" He asked very softly, as if testing the waters.
"Custer, Sir, Elis Custer." he answered meekly.
"Do you like it here?" He asked.
"Yes sir! I like it over here. Everyone is so nice. And most importantly, I don't have to hide anything here, everyone is similar!" He answered trying hard to impress Salazar.
"Hmm, now tell me Elis, how is your native place?" Salazar pondered.
"G-Good, sir." Elis muttered.
Nodding, He asked," Tell me about your family."
"I have two older sisters and a younger brother, sir." He answered.
"Do they too have the magic blood?" He asked suddenly.
Elis's heart was pounding wildly, the whole class was now looking at him, and Salazar's eyes were boring into him.
"N-No sir!" He said.
"What about your parents?" Salazar asked.
"No sir." Elis answered weakly.
"Someone your in family?"
"No."
"Your neighbors?" Salazar ridiculed. some students snickered.
"No Sir."
"How long have you known about magic, Custer?" He asked curiously.
"Sir I figured it out recently. I came to know when I-"
"Did you even use your powers before, for something?"
"Uhmm.. No sir."
Elis just shook his head, finding the desk interesting.
"Tsk-tsk." Pointing a random student, Salazar asked," How many Witches and wizards do you know?"
The kid did not look one bit concerned about Elis. He went on," My father, mother, my siblings, my uncles and aunties, my grandfather and grandmother and ALL my relatives."
The atmosphere became very thick as his words echoed. Elis started to tremble under Salazar's intense gaze. He dared to peak at him, trying to understand his motive. Salazar was looking at him as if trying to say, don't you get it? you are different from us.
"Class dismissed." Salazar said apparently satisfied with the look on the muggles face.
'Similar he said! I am going to throw you out, just you are going to be the last of you kind in Hogwarts!'
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But that day young Elis had made up his mind. He had decided, 'I am going to show him that I am not a joke! I just want to learn this as fast I can, so that I can go back home soon!'
He soon began studying vigorously and passionately. Practicing hard and proving himself to others. But Salazar was still not impressed. He would purposely ask him weird hard questions and upon failure, he would give him detention. For majority of the year Elis had suffered the punishment. But even so, he was one of the most promising student of his year.
The final exams arrived. However, the tough exams, Elis had passed with flying colors. The professors thought of this as a very good sign and everyone was happy.
'That wretched muggle!' Salazar was furious. He was in his chamber, thinking about all of this. He had been thinking about all of this. May be all this would be over once that imp would just disappear! What if I just-'
An image of his father flashed infront of him. He balled the paper, helpless on what to do. 'Wait a minute. The kid is going home tomorrow, what if I followed him and scared his muggle parents then they won't send him anymore!' Brilliant he thought.
He smiled all of the sudden and straighten the paper he had in his hand. 'Then I don't have to do this.' He threw the paper on his bed and got ready for supper.
The other three had already gathered at the great hall a bit before the dinner. They were really satisfied with the way things had turned out.
Helga said smiling, "Then I will talk to his parents about this and then head out."
"Yes that would be logical." Rowena chimed.
Godric said softly," It would be best if we keep this between us for a bit. I will talk to Salazar first. I must find a convenient method of breaking it to him."
The three of them suddenly became quiet. They had decided this shortly after Elis had started to progress in his studies. Once they got permission from his parents, they would take him along them to the muggle born witches/ wizards to convince their families to let them learn magic.
But this would also create huge problems between them and Salazar. That is why currently, they opted for secrecy.
When Salazar came for dinner he was in a fairly good mood. Because he believed, all of this was going to end. 'The filth is going to be cleansed.' He had his dinner in peace, thinking that. As the four of them retired for bed, Salazar and Helga were the last ones to disperse. While walking for a while, Helga feeling a bit light-headed, suddenly slipped,"It is going to be a long day tomorrow, isn't it ?"
Eyes growing big she realized her mistake, "Oh never mind! Good night Salazar!" She said quickly and closed the door.
But the damage had already been done, Salazar knew something was going on and he did not knew that. Quietly walking to his chamber, he sat down on his bed and stared at the outline he had made.
He sat like that till around mid-night. Closing his eyes, he did something he thought he would never had to do to his fellow members.
Taking a deep breath, he concentrated. He focused on her, pin pointing the memory she was hiding. But he was way more powerful. In that particular memory, She felt happy, content, satisfied and positive about this.
Helga was dreaming. She saw the discussion that had happened in the earlier evening.
'Lets not tell Salazar about this. we have to bring More muggle borns. More.'
His eyes opened in disbelief. Salazar was fuming. 'How dare they insult me like this!'
He took the paper with him and left his chambers at the middle of the night, HE WAS GOING TO DO IT.
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