"First off I'd like to say I'll keep your secrets in repayment for the life debt I owe you for the emergency portkey and if you should need any help you only need ask," Pandora says to me. "I sincerely thank you for making my daughter's life much brighter I saw her future through your eyes and I can most certainly say I was displeased with the results. but I must also warn you fate and destiny have a very strict guide so don't change things massively in the future the results can be terrible," she says with a serious look.
"such as?" I ask curiously.
"Try not to tell much to Dumbledore til at least the 5th year he has a bad habit of meddling you should probably keep away from him. Don't kill or capture Pettigrew as much as we know he needs to die he plays an important role in the upcoming storm and we wouldn't want someone more competent to get in the way. Oh like Crouch Jr just let them play their roles." She advises me.
"Understandable so how much do you know about me?" I ask curious about seer's power.
"The fae tell me you died a hero suffering from flames it was not a good way to go." she looks at me in pity
I shiver involuntarily.
"It wasn't at all," I say remember the searing flames.
"They tell me you are a king in the making and you have shadows who will smite your foes but overall your a good person." She adds with a curious look.
probably talking about my farm and shadow system fae are some very mystical creatures often known for trickery but rewarding to the valiant and pure-hearted I wouldn't want to be on their bad side ever.
"Well first let's get a few small things out of the way," I say
I toss a Butterbeer cap on a string to her ironically enough it's her emergency portkey.
"That's your emergency portkey also mind telling me what your job actually is?" I ask curiously.
"I'm a spell crafter I make new spells and runes I'm sure you'll find some interesting books for me in that little room of yours on the 7th floor." She says
ah, spell crafting I heard that's volatile well that problems out the way onto the next one.
"take me to the horn." I look at her with a raised eyebrow.
her eyebrow twitches as she remembers the massive explosive decorating the living room. she picks me up and carries me to it where I stuff that sucker right into my inventory.
"the nargles took it that's the story," I say coming up with a half plausible excuse for her husband.
"indeed."
after the important business is done we get back to business as dipsy brings us both tea/milk. mine in a fancy dinosaur sippy cup. extravagant.
we have a basic chat about my plans and some subtle murder threats if I ever harm her daughter including dismemberment then rememberment then dismemberment again.
women are scary especially mothers. you can't really hide from a seer unless I want to sit in my kingdom forever no sir. women are scary women are scary women are scary. important things must be said 3 times.
My mother had apparently gone to diagonal alley to pick up some groceries and would be back soon we didn't have a house-elf and I can't really pop mine into existence that's not something I can really explain out of thin air.
We plan out some playdates and I find out she apparently can't see my kingdom it's good I made it so nothing can get in not god, not even psychic powers it was a fair trade I offer to show her sometime after I get the redecorating done that wooden chair throne needs to go I also need some sweet monster heads to mount on the wall to show my power and prestige I don't think slayne sewer rats are very prestigious I'll work on it.
I end up playing with Luna for a few more hours I've also asked Pandora for a couple basic spellcasting books I got some 1st and second-year transfiguration and charms and a nice herbology book and a basic text on runes. I turn down the divination I know I have like zero wants to see my future or any skill for it I also ask her if she can find me a few magical seeds like bubotuber and maybe a mandrake and tell her I'll pay her back she gladly accepts. thoughts of mandrakes riding on my gnome knights wearing earmuffs screaming pure death both frighten and excite me I must not go too power-crazy must control my urges.
they are good for potions yes lots of restorative draughts I know that from the book those little suckers are pure gold. makes me wonder if the whomping willow is some kind of primitive Trent I'll check it out later. anyway I end up passing out with Luna who uses me as a stuffed teddy bear man she has a grip does she lift? I really need to work on that.