[June-7th Malfoy Mansion]
Coming back from dropping off The Delacour family at the London airport. From the long walks yesterday to make up for the loss a fabulous date, Vahn got to know that Veela's are also quite sensitive to things like Apparition or port-key usage.
So, being a caring partner and all along with so much money that he could be quarter-way to be a Trillionaire..... He bought the family business class tickets from London to France.
Vahn was feeling quite bittersweet as he can meet Fleur anytime he wants but that just feels like a secret meeting between lovers.
That is hot as all hell, don't get me wrong. But there is just something different about displaying clear affection in public... That is just something else.
I also think that I spotted her dad from the corner of my eye trying to spy on us. He seemed pretty accepting of the fact that Fleur was attracted to me. Nobody needs Sherlock's help to figure out what would happen if you save a decent and somewhat intelligent damsel in distress from a gruesome accident...
I don't think he knew anything about the bonding, No father would be happy knowing that his daughter's life is completely dependant on someone else's life...
Looking back now, That was probably my most idiotic line of though, I mean... The man has a Veela for a wife how would he not know. I do remember that Miss Appoline turned just like Fleur when her husband arrived at that time back when I was on the wheelchair.
That makes me ponder whether Veelas area race of low-key yandere women..... That's a scary yet arousing thought.
Back to the present, on my way back from the airport, It was me and Mom only. Dad seemed to have developed a somewhat modern mindset... he loved Mom just as much as Romeo did to Juliet but he wasn't a big advocate of women's right. But that has started to change little by little and I cannot express how happy I am.
Mom seemed genuinely worried though that Dad was trying to distance himself from her. It seems even if dad gives a little bit of freedom, It wouldn't be utilised effectively if the recipient doesn't want it.
So, I subtly gave the idea a mom to just do something she wanted to do ever since she was young. She didn't have anything she particularly liked. She was groomed to be the wife of a pure-blood and was taught to serve him and the pure-blood community seriously.
This is when I noticed that though I took Lucius as a threat and did my best to mitigate it or even turn it in my favour but I ignored Mom. I felt quite scared that there could be more serious threats that I had glossed over, I just hope that they don't come to bite me in the ass.
When we were on our way back, I felt the heavy-ass brick phone ring. I excused myself by asking for restroom leave.
The only one who has this number is Greyrat, he called to inform me that satellite is completely working and the screened magicians are being sent to the satellite. Most were the lowest rung of magicians. The rejects and disposable pawns you could say.
The only use for them was the inherent mana present in them that was to be used kinda like a power supply for the Kepler-occuli. All of them had signed a pact stating that after their job is done, they will either be disposed of or be kept as workers with minimum wage, never to see their family again.
That was a hoax.....mostly. I mean after the safe-haven has been found and established, all the magicals will be transported to Terra regardless of their identity...
As for Terra.....Yep, I mean... I feel like any great man should pull an in-joke that nobody but his close one's can understand. Makes an already badass character more badass and is just like a touch of sparkle on a glowing object.
There will be no Kepler-452b....just Terra.
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After coming back, Dad said that it is time for me to go to the Black residence, though only Mom, Draco and I will be allowed in as we carry the Black blood.
The talk was unnerving, just like every time before... He is smart but, not enough to scare me. Though, his experience in the political manoeuvring shines like the sun in the Sahara. Makes me shiver to be honest. I desperately need someone to handle stuff like this.
I've been researching further on constructing a self-repairing and rebuilding array that could transport specified targets to a specified location.
Making the array was easier than expected, to be honest, I utilised a majorly distorted and twisted version of Bombarda in the Enochian language and lo and behold, I stumbled upon a short-lived worm-hole.
I am sure that even Stephen hawking will get up from his chair and start jumping around after witnessing this phenomenon. However, the power that I could supply was limited, But every time the mana was exhausted, It started to increase a little.
In another application of the Bombarda spell, I figured out how to make my Mana pool more condensed or increase the quality of the mana in simpler terms.
And, Let me remind you that this whole process took more than 7 months. However, I can say for certain that this would have not happened had I not gone to initiate the satellite.
It was a fun and amazing experience. I was inspired a little bit. I wonder why the same shit didn't happen when I was in Terra though. Well, whatever. I am just happy what happened did happen.
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My research had now come to a standstill, so I decided that it is the perfect time for a stimulus that may lead to better a new perspective. The stimulus that I was seeking was the family spell of the Black Family. It should be something amazing after all, most family spells have enough prowess to easily neutralize a capable mage.
Maybe this will open up a new path for me....