[Malfoy Mansion- June 1st]
*MC's POV*
It is a few days to my birthday and I have just been stressing over how to break it to my parents that they will not have their own family inherited by the better child.
Let's be real, no matter how much I can change my parent's world view. We are supposed to be nobles and thus there will be politics in most aspects of our life.
Similarly, It would weird for them to just allow me to be disinherited and become the heir apparent of an almost extinct Family.
What I think would be the best possible way to break to them is to just sit in front of them and lay my thoughts bare. at least the ones that I can.
(Flashback end)
And due to this stupid reasoning of mine, I am now sitting in front of Mom and Dad. I can spot Draco's shadow from the crack between the two doors.
His stupidity knows no height. I mean he could use the invisibility charm. Sometimes magicians are like that.... stupid.
Back to my conundrum, I am completely and utterly regretting my decision. I guess it is just one of those things in which you get nervous. So, I just jumped in. I closed my eyes and spat out
*Third Person's POV*
"I am going to disinherit me..... Ah, wait! wait!...." Vahn says jibberish and then his face turns bright red like a tomato.
"Dear, I think Vahn is sick. We should call some medi-witches for his check-up or we can't have a good birthday party with him like this" Narcissa puts a hand on her face and displays a genuinely worried expression on her face which just adds to the embarrassment of Vahn.
"Are you having suicidal thoughts Vahn?" comes a concerned voice of Lucius but if you were to see his expression then you could see he was teasing Vahn.
" *Ahem*... I am both physically and mentally just fine. My thoughts and words got jumbled up." Vahn explains, trying to control his embarrassment.
"Oh, Is that so. But there were some interesting words there, care to elaborate?" Lucius says with a sly smile on his face.
"I want to inherit the Black Family." Vahn explains in short and precise words.
"Do you understand what your words entail. Furthermore, there is already a Lord Black. Even though he is in Prison." Lucius says eying his son. In truth, he was shaken, his thoughts were in disarray and the thoughts were precisely what Vahn had previously guessed.
He was contemplating whether there was anything that forced his son to dislike the Family. After all, an usurpation of a Lord seat is possible but a forceful inheritance is not.
(Meaning a forceful takeover is possible but forcing someone to inherit is not.... common sense)
" I understand fully that I would have to drop the Malfoy name and takeup the Black name. As for Sirius Black, I have something in store for him." Replies Vahn as a glint passed through his eyes which did not evade Lucius's keen eyes.
"And how did you get this idiotic idea?" Asks Lucius still eying Vahn down.
"Dad, you have 2 sons, you would at most marry Draco to some good powerful Family in order to have ties, wouldn't it be better if both your sons were Lords of ancient and powerful Families." Vahn tries to convince his Father.
Lucius stays silent for a little while then just nods and gets up to leave, we all could hear some idiot's (read Draco) cluttering footsteps outside.
Dad stops in front of the door and turns to me to say, "Meet me in the Office after dinner."
Meanwhile, Mom just stares at me fondly, gets up, and then hugs me while saying, "I will always support you, Okay? You can come to me whenever you get sick and tired of the world. And remember that I will still be your mother after you change your name to Black."
I should be 25 years old mentally but that still didn't stop my eyes from getting wet. I have read stories of some cruel Mothers but in both my lives, I have been blessed with overly loving and supportive Mothers. Or it is just how mothers are.
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The went on just as normal, I invested all my possible time in my room trying to make the amalgamation project.
The name of the project is 'Project Primeval Enochian' (AN: Shoutout to Hk4747 for the name)
I stumbled upon clear proof of the existence and a key to discover (read recreate) the Divine Language. It was called Enochian in the journal. So, I started calling it that too. After all "Divine Language" sounds like I have my head up my arse.
The journal was the property of Jhon Dee. It mentioned all his travels and hardships he had.This shot my research around 1 and a half years to the future.
The first thing you should understand is that I have an IQ of someone at the age of 75 with a completely functional and healthy brain.
(AN: his IQ is 150.....some complex maths later and his multiplier added his IQ is 750 for someone who is 10....)
The most important point I found was the script and it's key. That alone was a year's worth of effort and coincidentally this was my next step before I found this book.
All the sound intonation and everything else fitted right into the Enochian script. It was like both were meant to be.
However, there were some errors that simply didn't fit It was like something was missing like, If I had the complete language then I could figure out the problem but right now I was like a toddler, stumbling to walk.
So, I was sure that this was supposed to fit too. But it was like there was something limiting me from speaking this language.
I could speak most of the words but some special 'alphabets' that were supposed to facilitate sentence forming and phrase connecting, simply didn't exist. Like, when I tried to make them, I would just blank out.
So, I did what I mostly do when I encounter such problems, I called Molly. However, this time even she couldn't make a sentence. So, my most used excuse went out the window. There was some limitation and it wasn't a Mana heart.
Moreover, I had a half-completed language with no further route of progression. So, I made a plan to just gain proficiency in this language.
(AN: I think the above paragraphs send a wrong message. There are sentences in the language. It is just they don't feel natural)