Chapter 247: Forewarnings

Chapter 247: Forewarnings

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4th October 2012, Potter Manor

(Hermione Granger POV) Read latest chapters at nov(e)lbin.com Only

Hermione was interrupted by a cough behind her and she jumped in fear. In front of her was the demon that she saw fighting in the memories of her subordinate. In a small way, she had hoped that she was mistaken, that Jasmine Potter had died and that this was an imposter.

But now, she knew that this was a vain hope. She couldn't mistake the sheer presence the other woman had. She was standing by the doorway, next to her younger sister, and gave Hermione an amused look, "Go on, a tremendous asset for what exactly?"

Hermione gulped. Well, that was a horrible start to their meeting.

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(Jasmine Sayre POV)

I had just teleported to Nathan's home. It was my first time ever coming here, considering that he built the entire place from scratch. It would be interesting to see if he would introduce me to his wife and children. I hadn't seen Tracy since the mess with the Tri Wizard tournament, where I barely spoke to the girl at all. As for the kids, I barely know anything more than their names, but in the end, they're Nathan's family and if he doesn't want me to meet them, then it's his prerogative.

I frowned subtly as I felt the wards on this place. They were disappointing, especially since this was the home of the Minister for Magic, one of the most politically powerful people in magical Britain, not some random guy. The wards barely covered apparition and portkey travel, and some weak security access to only recognized people. It was just bad; there were no intent based wards, anti dark magic wards, hell, a strong attack from outside could shatter the entire structure.

Let's just say that a few seconds in, I already had a poor impression of my brother. I didn't even want to come, but Rose had forced me to, saying something about being accountable for my actions. Still, it wasn't my fault, Ego was the one to attack me in an obviously populated area, additionally, I made sure that none of the people were even hit by his attacks, and as soon as I could, I took the fight elsewhere.

I understood on a fundamental level that what I did constituted as a public relations mess in magical Britain. They were not supposed to be aware of threats of this caliber. They were always happy in their own little world that I created thanks to the Statute of Secrecy that I enforced using the mist. I guess that earlier today, I had shattered the illusion that they were the apex predators in the world, a laughable concept since even the non-magical population could wipe them out if they actually knew about them, and that's not even mentioning the other threats from beyond.

To be honest, I wouldn't have even considered doing this if I wasn't too tired to argue. Because I had just fought a celestial, and while I hadn't exhausted my entire core, I was still tired, mentally, from the use of an infinity stone without a buffer.

I shrugged, "I'm not going into details, but an old enemy found me when I was relaxing in the Three Broomsticks. He tried to get me to join him, then attacked me when I refused, I won. He won't be a problem anymore."

The Granger girl who seemed to have recollected her wits screeched at me, "Is that it? People like him do not live unnoticed. Why haven't we heard of him at all."

I gave the girl a scathing look, "The universe is a far bigger and more complex place than you can even fathom, little witch. Just because you are beneath the notice of higher beings, doesn't mean that they don't exist. There are things far more terrifying than your mind could even comprehend; there are demonic lords with entire realms at their disposal, there are gods who could destroy the entire wizarding world with nothing but a whisper, there are beings that can create stars with nary a thought. Do not think yourself entitled to know of what is beyond you, girl, for that road will only lead to misery and death."

The witch however seemed to explode at this, "Who the hell do you think you are?"

I grin at her, "That's not for you to know, little witch."

Granger then looked towards Nathan asking for help who looked down and ignored her unsaid plight. Instead, the Minister for Magic asked me, "So, he's really gone? We won't have to deal with things like him anymore?"

I nodded, "I was only fighting an avatar, an energy projection with his consciousness. I killed him entirely, but had he come here in his full might, he could have easily destroyed the entire planet. He was barely using a shard of his true power when we fought. It didn't take a lot out of me either. A true fight between us would have been a lot more destructive and could have easily resulted in my loss."

Nathan blanched at the thought that Ego was barely using his true power. And what I said was true. Had we fought on even grounds, on his planet, then it would have been considerably more difficult to kill him.

Granger on the other hand seemed to want to change the subject, "Alright, with that out of the way, it's good to see you come back, Jasmine. The wizarding world will be overjoyed to learn of your return."

I gave her a bemused look, "I am not returning to the wizarding world. I have bigger problems to deal with than some pointless meetings in the Wizengamot. This is only a one-off thing."

Hermione didn't seem to like this answer, "You have a responsibility to the entire magical community to help them progress to a brighter future, to lend your hand so that magical Britain becomes a true utopia for all magical people and races."

I raised an eyebrow, "I have a responsibility to nothing. I can tell that all you want to do is use my name and rumors of my power to pressure the rest of the Wizengamot to accept your little reforms. I have already heard enough about how you treat my sister. So, let me make things very clear, if you use my name or even mention me to get your way, then I will personally come to your house, destroy your meager protections, and kill you in your sleep. You will just disappear one day, and no one will ever find your body. Did I make things clear, Hermione Granger?"

"You can't just threaten me"

"Yes, I can. I'm doing it right now. I'm not going to say that it's a promise and whatnot. This is a threat. Should you do anything of the above, I will kill you. It will be slow, and it will be painful. I will flay your mind open and play on your fears and insecurities. And you know the best thing, no one will ever do anything about it, because they won't be able to do anything about it. So, play your little power plays, with your pathetic goals and ambitions. Rule the pitiable empire you have made up in your mind. Play with the media, drag my name through the mud, and I won't give a shit about any of it. I won't even notice it, probably. But don't think for one second that I'm not watching you. All it would take for everything to come crumbling down is a single mistake. Pray that we do not meet again, Hermione Granger."

I took one last look at the trembling girl and left alongside my sister. She gave me a warm smile; she must have wanted to do this to her for years, but couldn't because her brother would take his friend's side. I turned towards Nathan and looked him in the eyes, "You're a disappointment, Potter."

I then grab my sister's hand and teleport away.