Chapter 2 Malcoy's secrete.
Hunter followed them to an odd-looking store, he lended against the door listening in on what was going on. "You have to take these!" Rando's father ordered. "I cannot afford to be seen with these items in my possession!"
Hunter was rather intrigued. He looked inside and saw simple items, a blender and such. Why would he be concerned over those? "Mr. Malcoy, you know very well disposing of these items are very costly" a grubby man replied. Rando's father didn't hesitate for a moment to throw down a large sack of gold coins. "Pleasure doing business with you" the old man replied.
"Do you know who I am? I am JBM! John Bradshaw Malcoy! I am running for council elder. You think they would approve of me using magical items in mortal's view? I think not! But I refuse to use mortal technology!" Rando's father hissed. Hunter heard enough. He found his way back to the normal shopping square. He saw Chris and his mother shopping for a wand for his sister Trish. Chris was in need of a new one. However the family couldn't afford it. It was bad enough his sister had to use second hand school clothing instead of buying new ones. Hunter felt bad when they went to the bank. He had all this money, yet his friend's family didn't. He was tempted to lend them money however Mr. Jericsley was too proud to accept. He knew what Hunter wanted to do but thank him anyway.
They traveled through what appeared to be a mall of some sort. Hunter had never been through this particular structure. It was 2 blocks from the bank. Mrs. Jericsley said this is where they get the other clothing and such they needed. It was mainly full of discounted items. Chris rolled his eyes when he saw this advertisement.
"Believe the Hype… what a crock huh?" he asked Hunter as he pointed to the ad. Hunter looked. "Mr. Bill Goldhart" Chris read aloud.
"Doesn't your mom have his books?" Hunter asked.
"No kidding she does! She collects them. Interview with a werewolf, sleeping with the vampires, locking the lockness. You name it he seems to have done it" Chris explained. Hunter rolled his eyes as well.
"Looks like a bunch of hype to me. Looks like a bunch of crap too" Hunter replied. They walked farther into the mall, that's when Hunter saw all these sorcerers and sorceress gathered. On a large stage was Bill Goldhart himself! He was a tall man, bald and was growing a beard. People cheered for him and such, Hunter just rolled his eyes again. The real crowd pleaser was when he had steam come out his nose from the beginning. Hunter clearly saw him inhaling the mist before the came out, and made it look like he was breathing smoke. "Let's get out of here," he whispered to Chris. However before he could leave. Hunter was spotted.
"Well look who's in the crowd today!" called out a loud voice. Hunter turned and saw Bill Goldhart coming towards him.
"Oh for crying out loud" Hunter stated through his teeth. Bill looked down at Hunter with a grin. "My, look at who's a fan of mine. Hunter Potter! The only living survivor of Vincemort! It's a pleasure to meet you" Goldhart took hold of Hunter's hand firmly and shook it, people all long snapping pictures and such. Hunter just smiled and nodded and wanted to leave. Bill felt Hunter released his grip and move away. "Ah, off to tell all your friends you met me, that's good. Just don't let it go to your head ok lad?" he asked and smiled. Hunter sarcastically smiled back.
"Oh no sir, it won't go to me head" Hunter replied, as soon as people turned away he muttered "Jackass" under his breath.
Hunter and the Jericsley family went home. Chris' mother kept questioning Hunter on how was Bill Goldhart. "Seems to be full from a lot of crap if you ask me. I mean what the hell is he trying to sell here? He has no hype," Hunter explained.
"But that's part of his magic, you believe the hype!" she replied. "He's so dreamy, you know he tamed a pack of werewolves by taking down its leader and becoming the temporary leader of the pack?" she asked. Hunter looked at Chris who rolled his eyes.
"Next thing you would be telling me he raised a flock of dragons by letting them suckle from him" smirked Chris.
"No dear, that book doesn't come out till next month" Chris' mother replied seriously. Hunter had an ill looking face, his dragon Helmsley too even shuttered at the thought. Hunter figured this guy was full of bull, and he was going to prove it some day and some how.