Kai POV
After the night we spent together Bridget ended up 'running away' from me for a few days, it was only in the new year that she went back to sleep next to me, but without doing anything.
I needed to wait for her to overcome these barriers and Christmas had been a moment of impulse for her, something she thought about doing and almost gave up on doing it several times according to her.
The lack of news from the girls was good and bad at the same time. Good for not having to find a way to rescue any of them. Bad because I didn't know how things were going.
I tried to remain calm during this period, but on the morning of the 5th, things seemed to go wrong.
When I arrived for breakfast I could see many of the students more focused on the Daily Prophet than they normally are. When I sat at the Slytherin table I could see the reason in the newspaper headline.
"Depravity Ends Two Noble Families"
I didn't need to read the full article to know who this article was referring to. And you also didn't need to read it to know what type of discourse was being replicated there.
My blood boiled.
I knew Selene was making a mistake, but Millicent's mother's marriage had been nonexistent for nearly two decades. For someone to use a word like 'Depravity' as the opening of the news already gave away that the person either had scruples in an unhealthy way or no scruples at all.
This is not the first time I have witnessed a similar situation, perhaps not even the tenth.
When you are the patriarch of a Clan exclusively built on Dual Cultivation, people start to wonder how my wives train during the 100 years on average that it takes me to return home. Mainly because the only men that reside in my clan are my children, it took a few decades of scandals until Alysha lost her temper and made it clear to everyone that they never slept with another man after marrying me and a few more for them to understand that this it only extended to men.
As I thought about this Bridget sat next to me.
I woke up from my thoughts and controlled my emotions.
"Did you sleep well?" – I asked her before I could ask about what she was seeing.
Bridget seemed to be taken aback by my question; she was probably too busy thinking about the newspaper headlines she was seeing around.
"Yes, I slept well." – she replied, somewhat confused.
I sat satisfied.
"We better have breakfast then, today is going to be a long day. Don't worry about anything, the girls will return and we will think about everything that needs to be done." – I said to her trying to convey a sense of confidence.
I felt that in my near future I would have a not very pleasant encounter with the members of the highest and most dignified pureblood supremacy.
They, or at least their parents, must have known that control of the family was not in the hands of Millicent's father, hence the action of trying to control her through marriage. Fortunately, we wouldn't need to worry about that anymore at the moment.
When we were getting up from the table after eating breakfast I noticed someone staring at me more.
Since my soul reached the top of rank 1 it stopped advancing quantitatively, but I noticed the qualitative changes that daily absorption brought me. Maybe the soul points I convert from magic power aren't solid enough to get me past the rank and that's why my soul power is going through such a change.
When I turned around I saw Malfoy and his henchmen looking at me with venom in their eyes, they knew that I was at least friends with Millicent due to the time they sat with me before the winter break. The few neurons in their heads must have combined and together formed a functional brain and they were able to deduce that I have some involvement in what is happening.
After confirming their identity, I ended up ignoring them and taking Bridget to my room.
She was on the verge of being able to do her own Dans.
Following my recommendation, she directed the two charges that I ended up placing on her towards her soul force, increasing her power by 21 points.
It doesn't seem like much, but she noticed some differences in learning, memory and the like.
I was almost finished with Lucius Malfoy's order and hoped he would make gold in the near future. It's not like I didn't know I was arming the enemy, but I needed the money to continue my research and buy materials.
A Potion Maker should generally spend at most a few hundred Galleons a month purchasing ingredients, if I had the ability I would spend thousands, perhaps tens of thousands every month just to continue doing my research.
My Dans were almost miraculous and without any side effects, their biggest problem was that they were too expensive. Only the super elite had the ability to buy.
I needed to continue my research to find recipes with the same effect and at a lower cost, because once I have enough magical power to make them the cost will drop to 10% or even maybe 1% of the current one. All I need to do is stimulate the ingredients with my magical power and eliminate the right parts of them, but it's still a long way off for me.
Bridget was next to me finishing a cauldron of Dans, while I was preparing to make a second.
Before I could start putting the ingredients into my cauldron, I felt her finish her work. For some reason I felt something different inside her cauldron, different from what normally happened to her, but something I was used to feeling inside my cauldron.
She had done it.
Bridget managed to successfully produce her first two Dans.
Until then she had trained and the final product unfortunately could not be used.
The girl next to me opened the cauldron and found two perfectly round Dans inside.
Her eyes sparkled.
When she managed to unstick them from Dans and look at me, all I could do was smile.
"I got it." – she murmured without hiding her own smile.
"Yes, you did it." – I said, nodding, almost unable to contain myself and hug her.
"YES! I got it! – she shouted, leaving her composure aside and flying into my arms.
I could see a mix of laughter and the beginning of a cry of joy from her as she rested her head on my chest.
Sometimes it's super frustrating to see someone next to you being able to do something that you can't, overcoming that barrier is something relieving for our soul.
I put aside my intentions of starting another cauldron of Dans, it was time to celebrate with my girl.
I grabbed her around the waist and spun her around the room, until we fell onto my bed.
We looked like two children playing.
After all the euphoria passed, we ended up lying in bed looking deeply into each other's eyes.
"Ready to be my partner from now on in the Dans business?" – I asked her.
Bridget didn't even have to think.
"Yes! You and I are going to dominate this market." – she replied with a somewhat invented confidence.
Her magic core was at the fourth level, so her daily limit was one batch of Dans. Despite all the euphoria she was actually extremely tired.
The first time I made a batch of Dans I was basically left empty. My magic core was at the end of the second level. She could be two levels higher, but losing more than 50% of her magical power is quite tiring.
If I really had nothing else to do with my life I might try making three batches a day, but I'm not stupid enough to trust Hogwarts to be safe enough for that.
Bridget soon fell asleep in my arms and I watched her.
She was learning quickly and I was feeling proud of her.
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