Harry looked at the window of the limousine and saw only grass. All around was grass, without a real path that can let them know if they are driving in the right direction. Obviously, Harry was not worried of the driver had lost his direction. But he was surprised that somebody would like to live so far away.
Then the limousine turned left, and the Suzuki heir finally saw the place he was going to visit. He has previously sent an owl to make an appointment with the house owner. A house with a shape of a chess piece, a rook. The young boy left the car and knocked at the door.
He heard some steps from inside, and while waiting for them to open, he looked at the fruits that were on the sides. On the door, it read, 'Pick Your own Mistletoe' which made Harry step back to see the plant. Another sign on the door read, 'Editor of the Quibbler'. The oddity of the house was fast enough acknowledged.
Finally, the door was opened from the half up. "Yes?" said a blond man with a smile, although under his eyes were some bags.
"Hello. I am Suzuki, Harry. I owled you a while ago about…" Harry was interrupted when the man closed the half up, and suddenly he opened the door in full.
"Yes, yes. I remember. Please, come I, come in", said fast and with energy the man.
Inside the house, Harry realized the cylindrical shape. Over a table was a cup, which was taken by the man who took a sip. The man was dressed in some formal pants, a colourful robe, and wearing a neckless that took Harry's attention. While Harry was dressed in a more formal robe in black and white.
"Tea?" asked the man, and Harry accepted with a single nod. The man took a cup with a different design from the one he was using and served the tea. Harry took the cup, and the man offered him to sit.
"It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Mr Lovegood…", "Xenophilius, please call me Xenophilius", interrupted the man.
"Very well, Mr Xenophilius. Let me introduce myself officially. My name is Harry Suzuki. You can call me Harry if you so desire", said Harry with a little bow, and the man made the same gesture in return.
"Normally, I would decline any contact from a big company. But my little Moon told me that you were different", said Mr Xenophilius, and Harry noted the way he said the words.
"So, if we can tell me first about how you met 'The Quibbler'?"
Harry nodded after taking a sip of his tea, "I grew up with my parents on the non-wizard side of the world. When I was told that I should also interact with this side of the world, I decided to search for information. I find 'The Quibbler' with interesting articles, doing what no other publications do, sharing investigations."
Xenophilius smiled and looked at Harry. The Slytherin kid took another sip of his tea and continued, "I would lie if I say that I concur with all of them. In my perspective, some of them need to check their source. But outside of that, the magazine does a good job by giving different perspectives."
The man looked again at the young kid in front of him and smiled. Suddenly the man started to clap and laugh, "amazing, amazing. Either you are the purest person in the world or the best liar that has ever existed. Either way, I know why you were selected to convince me. A wonderful Slytherin, or a great Ravenclaw".
Harry remained calm and drank the tea again. "Unfortunately, I have to tell you that I won't be selling my newspaper, or Magazine as you call it", said the man, a little more composed.
Harry smirked at the man, "but I did not come here to buy the magazine. Well, not exactly."
It was now the man who took the sip from his tea, "Oh! Would you please tell me, then, what is the proposition I would need to decline?"
"Should I thank your little moon for the opportunity to speak about my business proposal?" asked the Suzuki heir, and the man nodded. Harry chuckled a little at the man's antics but continued, "I would thank her once the deal is sealed". The man frowned when he heard 'her'.
"My intention is to create a compilation tome of studies previously published in 'The Quibbler'", said Harry while feeling a little more comfortable. "We do not want to take over the magazine, but if there is an investigation that we can be interested in, we can patronage it."
Xenophilius, who was drinking his tea, raised his eyebrow, "only that? What gain will you have? A muggle company is known to be controlling some countries behind the scenes. The same company that sells Muggle 'protection'. Many may think you have stopped wars, but words spread, and many people already think you are organizing a New World Order."
"Of course, we have heard about it. You are not the first, and you will not be the last. But even if it is true, who's to say that the new order won't be better?" Harry drew a smirk again in his mouth.
Xenophilius looked at Harry with a stern face. Then he broke laughing. Anyone would think that the man went crazy, but the young Slytherin remained to compose.
"I guess I won't mind hearing a little more about your proposal", said the editor of the Quibbler.
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Momonga-sama was sitting behind his desk and in front of him was Demiurge. He was sitting with a straight pose, and his aura was of someone powerful and knowledgeable. The maid on his left was standing with a calming smile. For her, the supreme being was hearing the reports out of formality as it seems that he already knew everything.
Demiurge was still giving his report. Although he already had an idea of the possible actions to be taken, he still had the need to report everything to the supreme one. The all-knowledgeable Momonga-sama may give him a more efficient procedure.
"We have successfully acquired information regarding the possible attack on Harry. It seems that the creature was under a magical bond which did not allow it to reveal information that can damage its owner", the Demon said while pulling down the papers from his hand.
"And the creature? It said he was an elf from this world", asked the supreme one.
"Yes, a domestic Elf, a slave race who works for the wizards. It was killed after the information was taken. It was painless as Momonga-sama requested", answered Demiurge.
Momonga nodded and sighed a little. The elf teleported inside the mansion but was redirected to Neuronist Painkill and captured. The creature tried to damage her and the torturers, so he had no option but to send it to its death. Momonga was pleased to know that the creature tried to save Harry, but when the young kid knew about what the elf had done, he also pleaded for him to be killed.
"The elf kind of this world can be problematic. Have you found any similarity with the elf species known in YGGDRASIL?" asked the Overlord.
"Not much. Appearance, magic alignment, ageing, even the cognitive level is different", said Demiurge. Momonga nodded at the answer.
"I don't think that Nazarick will gain anything from that species", said the Arch-Devil.
"Appearances. If I remember correctly, all the rich families of the wizarding world had at least one. We may need one for Harry", said the supreme one and Demiurge nodded. "I would make it happen".
A knock on the door sounded, and the maid went and opened it. Behind the door was Albedo. "Good morning, Momonga-sama".
"Good day to you, Albedo", said Momonga.
"If I may be able to ask", said the Succubus. "I would like to ask if anyone knows the whereabouts of Harry. In a week he would go back to that magic school. I wanted him to use the time making connections with some politics."
"Oh. Right now, he is working on a small project", answered Momonga-sama
"It's wonderful that we can concur on most of the points. I would also look at your propositions, but I don't see any problem with them. I would owl you a draft of it", said Harry while looking at the paper with many crosses and notes.
"Never imagine that this conversation would be this funny", the editor of the Quibbler.
Harry looked up and saw the neckless again, "If I may ask you something unrelated".
The blonde man looked at the young wizard with a questioning gaze and enthusiastically answered, "yes?"
Harry looked at the neckless with a small frown, "your neckless, I have seen the symbol somewhere, but I don't know exactly where, or what it means".
The man took the neckless with his hand, "oh, this. It's the symbol for the deathly hallows. Only those who believe and seek for them wear it."
"Deathly hallows? You mean the artefacts mentioned in the 'three brothers' story?"
"Yes, yes, exactly", said the man.
Harry nodded and smiled., "you may want to speak with my father about our arrangement".
Xenophilius raised one eyebrow, 'why proposing this until now? Or maybe his father also is a seeker, perhaps that is the reason for all of this' thought the blonde. He smiled broadly and answered, "that would be wonderful".
Harry stood up and with a smile, he stretched out his hand to shake it with Xenophilius.
When Harry went outside the house, he saw a small blonde girl with strange grasses on. She was watching the limousine with curiosity, and when she heard the door of the house open, she just looked at the door for a few seconds before looking at the car again.
Harry looked at the girl and nodded at her, and the girl, without watching him, stepped back. The Suzuki heir entered the limousine and then the engine started and left.
After a few seconds, Xenophilius came out of the house. The girl looked at the man and smiled at him. "You came back, my little moon".
"I am home, daddy", said the girl with a dreamy voice. "How was the meeting, with Harry Potter?"
"I will never know. The meeting was with Harry Suzuki", said the man with a warm smile.
"Oh, I see", answered the girl nodding as if understanding the meaning of the sentence.
"Clever boy. He may know about you already, but I wouldn't pass that much of an investigation throw him", said the man while watching the vehicle leaving.
The man asked his daughter to enter the house, "We will need to meet his family".
Harry was sitting in the limousine, thanking his luck for having been able to have a good conversation with Xenophilius Lovegood. It was a really good thing that he agreed to the deal so quickly.
In reality, he had completely forgotten about the idea of talking with the owner of 'The Quibbler'. If it wasn't for his father asking him about it, he might have forgotten it.
"You looked like you just died in Momonga-sama's hands. With that happy face and unenergized body", said LupusRegina.
Harry smiled, "I am just happy that it's finished." His personal maid nodded.
"Do you mind if I make a detour?" asked the maid.
"I was assigned to look about a certain group of individuals, and…" LupusRegina started to sniff, "I already made a date".
"I know what you are trying to do, but… I don't see why not" answered Harry. The maid cheered for the answer and called the driver to let them go down.
Once in the open, the Pleiade stretch herself, "Wow, I really need to step out of that vehicle". Harry only looked at her and decided to stretch himself.
LupusRegina stood up straight, looked in the opposite direction from they were, smirked, and started to run. Harry looked in the direction his personal maid ran and sighed.
The pleiade ran straight into a forest and then suddenly jumped and started to keep running and jumping through the branches of the trees.
Then she stopped. The maid looked around and smelled the area. A smell came to her nose, and she smirked. Her eyes looked at the area, and then she found what she was looking for. A lonely girl with pale skin, and silver hair, was standing there, looking to her sides. She was wearing a simple grey robe with a pendant on her neck. Her blue eyes looked to be bright in the shadows.
LupusRegina smirked and then jumped down the tree, and once on the floor, she walked nonchelating to the girl.
"Osu! How is it going Chiara-chan!" screamed the maid. The girl looked surprised and desperate for it, "Regina, please, don't scream. What if somebody hears us?" said the girl very afraid of something.
"Come on! There isn't anyone here", said the red-haired with a smile. "You don't believe me? look", said the maid. She took a big breath and put her hand around her mouth, and when she was about to scream, the grey-haired girl stopped her, "I get, get it. You don't have to scream, please"
The redhaired chuckled, and the other girl was as desperate as in the beginning, "please, don't scare me like that." Chiara sighed and drew a small smile.
"Your reactions are really cute to see", said the maid playfully, and the grey-haired girl blushed.
"So…", said the girl moving awkwardly. She was caressing her forearm, looking at the floor and to the pleiade. "Do you have it?"
"Eh? Did you say something-su?" LupusRegina tilted her head to one side.
"Di-Did you get it?" asked the white-haired girl again.
"Get what?" asked the maid.
"The potion," said in almost a whisper.
"Eh, what what? I could not hear you", said Lupusregina putting her hand next to her ear.
"THE POTION!", exploded the girl.
"Kukuku, what an interested girl. And here I thought that you were with me because we were friends", said LupusRegina over-faking being hurt. But the younger girl did not realize that "I am sorry I'm sorry. I really am your friend, It's just that the last bottle was used two weeks ago, and I am…" Chiara stopped talking when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She saw Lupusregina smiling, and she hugged her.
"I do have the potion, but before that. Do you have any information about that guy-su?" asked the maid, and with her head still in the chest of the maid, the grey-haired girl nodded. She pulled back and started to talk, "the werewolf community its been gathering little by little. Tha-that man is trying to lead them."
"Are we talking about the one that also attacked you?" asked the maid with a more serious face. Chiara frowned and clenched her fist while nodding, "Greyback".
Lupusregina smirked, "excellent". When Chiara turned her around, she looked at the maid's cheerful smile again, and in the maid's hands was a box, and Chiara did not know from where it came out.
"This box has the wolfsbane potion for the little pack you are part of", said LupusRegina giving the box to the girl. Chiara took it, and it almost fell for the weight.
"You may want to put a light-whatever spell on it", said Lupusregina playfully. The grey-haired girl only nodded with a smile.
Then the red-haired started to rummage into her clothes until she took one vial with a purple liquid, "and this is for you".
The girl put the box on the floor and looked at the vial, "a purple potion?"
"Oh, It's not only purple. It's a better version than the normal wolfsbane potion, and it should even taste better", said with a bright smile. "A better version for the potion, and we would like you to try it".
Chiara took the vile and looked at it with more interest, "a better version?"
"Yes. You will need only one dose. You won't transform at all. But it has to be taken between 24 to an hour before the full moon"
"One dose? And on the same day?" the eyes of the grey-haired girl opened widely.
"Yes-su", was the maid's answer. A big smile was on her face.
"The potion should stop the transformation for that night. You won't have any side effects", explained the maid.
The hand of the girl started to shake after hearing the information. "It's not a cure, but close to it", said LupusRegina, and Chiara got scared. She dropped the vial because of her shaking hands. She tried to grab it but failed. Fortunately, the maid reacted fast enough and saved it, "Oi! Do you know the problems I had to pass to let them give you this?".
"I am sorry, I am sorry. It wasn't my intention", the girl said taking the vial again. She grabbed it with both hands, put it close to her chest and started to cry, repeating, "thank you, thank you."
"No worries-su", said cheerfully the maid.
"I guess I have to go back. If you have more information let me know right away. If not, I'll see you until the next month", said Lupusregina before walking away.
Chiara looked up, but LupusRegina was no longer there, she looked around and nothing. She smelled the air, and again nothing.
She sighed a little. "Sometimes she scared me… no, no, no, she is a friend, she has helped you all this time", said the girl to herself.
A few hours later, Chiara arrived at a small cottage. The place was full. Most of the occupants were males and a few females. They were the pack that took her in, didn't ask her to attack other people, didn't expect her to be aggressive, and didn't look at her as a potential mating partner.
She put the box on the table, and when the sound of vials was heard, everyone looked in her direction. From another room, a thin man with light brown hair came out. His age should be around his thirties, but due to the stress on his body for the werewolf transformation, he looked older.
"Mr Lupin", said Chiara.
"Ms Lobosca. Why did you ask us to come here so quickly? Did something happen to you?" asked the pack leader with a worried voice.
The grey-haired girl shook her head, "nothing bad, the opposite perhaps". The girl smiled at the man and then looked at the rest of the pack, "I have a present for you all". She opened the box, and everybody saw the vials inside.
"What is that?" asked Lupin.
"Wolfsbane Potions!", screamed the girl, and the eyes of the members of the pack went wide. Suddenly all of them went around the table and looked at the vials.
They started to look at the potion, and one opened one vial and smelled it. He smelled the potion and made a sour face, "it certainly is Wolfsbane Potion".
"It should be enough for all of us. Please only take what you need, so all of us can have it", said Chiara with a smile. doubtful
Lupin was happy but doubtful, so he took the girl by the arm and moved to another room. He took his wand and cast "Muffliato".
"From where did you get that many Wolfsbanes Potions?" asked the pack leader.
"A friend gave it to me. She wanted to help us", said the girl innocently.
"It cost a fortune to make one. Giving away that many... what did they ask of you?" asked in a more severe tone.
"Nothing much really. They really want to help", answered again in an innocent way.
The man sighed a little, "I know that this can help us, but if it would put you in danger, it's not worth it. Please tell me", pleaded in concern Lupin, but the girl remained silent.
"Look, I know that inside Hogwarts you were fortunate to find amazing friends. I was like you, blessed with friends that helped me with… this problem", said the man, and the girl's gaze went to the floor.
"But the world is not that bright. Some people will use any means necessary to get what they want. And with our problem, we are subject to a harsher world. So please tell me", asked again the man.
Without leaving her gaze from the floor she answered, "I met her in my last year at Hogwarts. She was not a student, but she was there because she was worried about one person."
"At first, I got scared. I can't describe it, but my instincts told me to run, but my mind told me it was ok".
She looked at Lupin's eyes and continued, "she is like us. Or worse, or better. She looks feral as if the transformations have already changed her to never be a normal girl again. But again, she is beautiful, the most beautiful person I ever met". Chiara smiled, and Lupin saw something in her eyes.
Then she frowned, "she is looking for him. She says that the people that are with her are searching for him". Lupin knew right away to whom she was referring.
The pack leader sat and passed his hand through his face. "If it's him, it's not too crazy to think that he messed with the wrong people." He looked up again to see the girl, "so, what is 'she' asking in return?"
"Information of his whereabouts, anything", answered the girl. Mr Lupin nodded, "I would make everybody help you with that. You should not risk yourself for everyone here".
The girl smiled and hugged him, "thank you". When the embrace ended Lupin asked, "and by the way. What is her name?"
"LupusRegina" answered quickly.
"Lupus Regina?" asked to confirm the name. She nodded, and the man laughed, "I guess we were meant for this curse."
The girl rose one eyebrow, and the man elaborated further, "Lupus", then he pointed at her, "Lobosca", and finally pointed at himself, "Lupin. The three names mean the same thing: 'wolf'."
