Once seated, Gilderoy leaned back, appearing relaxed but keeping his voice measured. "I represent a secretive European family of sorcerers, one that has specialized in the creation of cursed tools for centuries. Our lineage is responsible for many of the mystical weapons found in European legends—heroes wielding enchanted weapons to slay great beasts."
Takashi raised an eyebrow, intrigued but cautious. "You claim to be a cursed tool creator?"
"In a sense," Gilderoy continued. "But my family's true expertise lies in providing those cursed tools to the right hands. And today, I've come to offer your clan two of the most powerful cursed spears ever created."
With a subtle gesture, two large cases appeared through a portal behind him, landing softly on the floor. The room tensed as the cases opened, revealing two spears—Gae Bolg and Gae Dearg (Author's note:-projected copy of noble phantasms from fate franchise )—resting in velvet-lined containers.
Takashi's eyes gleamed as he examined them. Even without touching the spears, the cursed energy radiating from them was unmistakable.
Gilderoy continued. "The first is Gae Bolg, a spear with a unique cursed technique. It is a sure-kill weapon that, once activated, will strike the heart of any enemy within range, piercing through their defenses with the force of a domain expansion."
Takashi listened closely, though he remained silent.
"The second," Gilderoy said, motioning to Gae Dearg, "nullifies any cursed technique it touches. Its ability is passive, always active, meaning even the strongest sorcerers can be rendered vulnerable with a single strike."
Takashi's interest was clear, but he remained cautious. "You offer these powerful tools. What is the price?"
Gilderoy smiled. "A simple mission. I need the Gojo clan—specifically Satoru Gojo—to eliminate a threat. One of my ancestors created a secret room long ago, guarded by a cursed beast that has since grown dangerous. Recently, it began leaving its nest and attacking residents nearby. I believe it's a giant poisonous snake with a cursed technique that kills anyone who looks into its eyes."
Takashi frowned. "And you cannot handle this yourself?"
"I could," Gilderoy replied, his tone even. "But my cursed technique involves portal creation—I'm not equipped to fight such a creature directly. However, Satoru is."
Takashi regarded him with a sharp gaze. "You want my son to handle this beast?"
"I'm hoping to make a binding vow to ensure that the mission is completed to both of our satisfaction. Your clan will kill the creature, secure the area, and leave. In exchange, you will keep these two cursed tools and the wealth I've offered."
Takashi leaned back in his chair, considering the offer. After a long moment, he spoke. "Very well. I will arrange for Satoru to meet you. But know this—if there is any deception in your words, we will find out."
Gilderoy smiled, confident that his plan was falling into place. "I wouldn't dream of deceiving the Gojo clan."
Next day
The sun was beginning to set over the sprawling Gojo clan compound, casting long shadows over the pristine grounds as Gilderoy Lockhart made his way toward the meeting that could make or break his plans. He had impressed the clan head, Takashi Gojo, with his offer of cursed tools and the sheer scale of the reward. Now, it was time to meet the key player: Satoru Gojo, the most powerful sorcerer in the world of jujutsu.
As Gilderoy approached the secluded garden where the meeting was to take place, he couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and tension. According to the timeline right now, Gojo Satoru is young, supremely confident, and almost untouchable. Gilderoy knew that arrogance and power often made for dangerous combinations, but the star plasma vessel mission has taken place only a few months ago so he was betting on Gojo's hunger for a challenge after Toji.
Two guards, each radiating cursed energy, stood at the entrance to the garden. With a single glance, they opened the gate, allowing Gilderoy to step through. As he walked along the stone path, his eyes caught sight of Satoru Gojo sitting calmly beneath a large cherry blossom tree, his white hair almost glowing in the dim light. He wore his signature black uniform, and his blindfold, concealing the famous Six Eyes, wrapped neatly around his head.
Satoru tilted his head, sensing Gilderoy's approach before the foreign sorcerer had even said a word. "You must be the one my father spoke about. The guy who makes portals, right?" Gojo's voice was light, almost bored, but Gilderoy could sense the immense power lurking beneath the surface.
Gilderoy smiled, masking his wariness with his usual charm. "Yes, Gilderoy Lockhart. It's an honor to meet you, Satoru."
Gojo stretched lazily, standing up with a grin. "An honor, huh? Don't get too formal on me. So, what's this all about? You're offering my family some shiny spears and a bunch of gold for a little snake-hunting mission?"
"Not just any snake," Gilderoy replied smoothly, stepping closer. "It's an ancient beast created by one of my ancestors—more powerful than your typical cursed spirits. It's been slumbering for centuries, but now it's begun attacking innocent people. Its curse is tied to its gaze. One look into its eyes, and even the strongest sorcerer will die."
Gojo raised an eyebrow beneath his blindfold, intrigued. "A one-hit-kill curse, huh? Sounds like fun. But what makes you so sure that I can handle it? You know, I'm not exactly the type to take orders from strangers."
"I wouldn't dream of ordering you," Gilderoy replied, his voice calm and confident. "But I know talent when I see it. You're not like the others, Satoru. You're the strongest sorcerer alive, and I've made sure that this task is worth your time. Besides, my family's collection of cursed tools is unmatched. If this mission proves successful, the treasures I offer are only the beginning."
Gojo chuckled, shaking his head. "You know, I hear a lot of people talk themselves up like that. But those spears you showed my father... Gae Bolg and Gae Dearg, was it? I can feel their cursed energy. They're the real deal. And I gotta admit, it's been a while since I've had a good challenge."
Gilderoy nodded, taking the moment to press his advantage. "The creature's gaze may be deadly, but hopefully with your Infinity, you'll be able to keep yourself safe while engaging it. And with these cursed tools, I'm confident that you'll have more than enough firepower to deal with anything the Chamber throws at you."
Gojo's grin widened. "So, you really think I'll need these spears, huh? Not that I mind, but you're putting a lot of faith in me for someone you just met. What's the real deal here? You don't seem like the type who's just worried about innocent people."
Gilderoy paused, carefully choosing his next words. Gojo was no fool—he could sense the undercurrents of deception as easily as breathing. But Gilderoy had planned for this.
"You're right, Satoru," Gilderoy admitted, his voice softening. "I'm not that type of person who worries about innocent people but I definitely worry about 'my' people.And this is about more than just the creature. The Chamber of Secrets as we call it is part of a larger, hidden secrets that has been locked away for centuries. My ancestor has long guarded these secrets, but recent events have forced my hand. I need someone with your power to help me neutralize the threat and protect the knowledge within. I won't lie—there might even be some ancient relics in that Chamber that could change the balance of power in our world."
Gojo stood silent for a moment, his grin fading into a thoughtful expression. "Ancient relics, huh? Well, now you've got my attention. I'm not big on the whole 'balance of power' thing, but I've always wanted to see how far I could push myself. And if this snake is as dangerous as you say, then I might actually get to have some fun."
Gilderoy smiled. "I can assure you, it will be unlike anything you've faced before."