Arriving in the dimly lit living room that Loki recognised as home, he took a deep breath, smelling the old and familiar smell of wood as he closed his eyes and let out a deep exhale finally relaxing by embracing the home.
His eyes flickered towards the basement as he remembered Walburga and felt a little lonesome but he didn't let the feeling distract him from his next steps.
With his trunk floating behind him, Loki walked up the stairs and placed it inside his room, before blowing on the whistle on his wrist.
*Squeak* *Squeak*
"Hello there, I need you to deliver a letter for me.", Loki spoke to Sunny while petting him under his chin.
*Squeak* *Squeak*
"Right, here's your payment.", Loki said holding out a particularly shiny Nickle for the Niffler to stuff in its pouch.
Giving the Niffler a handwritten letter that Loki wrote on the spot, he watched as the Niffler stuffed the letter into its pouch and vanished into the spirit world.
The letter was simple and to the point.
'Greetings Lady Trelawney,
I hope this letter finds you in the pink of your health.
I hope Elane has not bothered you and is behaving well. If she has broken anything of value please tell me so that I can compensate appropriately.
The main reason for this letter is that I wish to meet my sister soon if possible.
Also, thank you for the protective charm, it saved my life, quite literally.
Thanking you,
Loki'
The Niffler was back in a few minutes, and as soon as he reached, he pulled out a new letter from his pouch and handed it over to Loki.
'Welcome back,
Elane is a good girl and has done nothing to get into trouble. You don't need to worry about compensating me for anything.
I hope you are fine and well, Elane and I are going to go to Diagon Alley tomorrow, would you like to meet us there?
Yours Respectfully,
Cassandra Trelawney.'
Loki immediately penned a response and agreed to meet Cassandra and Elane at Diagon Alley in the afternoon.
After that was done, Loki walked over to the basement after informing Kreacher.
"Kreacher, make sure not to disturb me. I am going to drink my advancement potion."
Kreacher's eyes widened but he bowed deeply and said, "As you wish Master."
With soft steps, Loki descended into the basement and walked up to the potion-making station he'd used nearly a year ago to cook up his potion.
Smelling the hint of lingering smell that reminded Loki of his time here, Loki walked up to the ingredients cupboard and opened the second side that had the ingredients for the Error Pathway.
Looking at the frankly bizarre array of ingredients that would not have been part of his past life, Loki sighed a little.
Then with eagerness to make the best of his new life, Loki set up everything to perform the Bestowment ritual and gave himself the Card of Blasphemy for the Error Pathway.
Clearing the altar after finishing the ritual, Loki picked up the card of Blasphemy and poured his spirituality into it.
Flipping through the pages, Loki finally reached the second page.
The image on it depicted a well-dressed lady sitting behind a desk supporting herself on her elbows and fingers intertwined.
She had a knowing smile on her face and there seemed to be an aura of calmness that surrounded her.
Little creatures like small flowers with legs and hands danced on the table while her eyes sparkled as if glitter had been dropped in them.
'Huh.'
Loki then read out loud the name of the Sequence, "Swindler." and moved on to the ingredients.
"Main ingredients."
"Twelve stalks of Puffskein Hair."
"Five drops of Leprechaun Blood."
"Supplementary Ingrediens."
"A strand of hair from a Unicorn."
"Four Nettle Leaves."
"Twelve drops of Dragon Blood."
"Fairy Dust."
"A Hundred Drops of Distilled Liquid Water."
Loki matched each ingredient with the ingredients in the cupboard but what he found disappointed him a little.
"I have all of the Supplementary ingredients but I only have one of the main ingredients. I have Twelve stalks of Puffskein hair but don't have any of the Leprechaun blood."
"Damn. What do I do?"
"Do I go to the Aurora Order gathering?"
But just as Loki was about to decide on whether he should go to the Aurora order gathering or not, he remembered something.
"Wait, didn't Madam Pomfrey hand me over a slip of paper? What was that about?"
Loki searched through his dress and soon pulled out the piece of paper that he'd gotten from her before.
Now that he looked at it, he found it was more a business card than anything else.
And so he eagerly read what was written on it out loud "12 Diagon Alley. R.O.B's warehouse, open from six am to six pm."
Turning the card around, Loki read the sentence scribbled on the back by Madam Pomfrey before she gave it to him. "Password, Who lives in a pineapple under the sea? Spongebob Square pants."
"What?" Loki questioned stunned.
"Is Spongebob square pants also a part of this world?"
"I will need to check, but I don't think so."
"So is it some other transmigrator running the store? My senior?"
"The one who made the cards of Blasphemy?"
"But R.O.B? What's that about?"
Loki thought for a bit but seeing no other clues which he could use to glean insight into the situation he gave up making baseless theories and went back to thinking about how he would acquire potion ingredients, pushing back any ideas of divination to the back of his mind.
"Should I try going to this store before I go to the Aurora Order gathering to check it out? I can even go here before I meet Elane tomorrow?"
"Well, it's worth a shot."
Before going up, Loki stood before Walburga's coffin and looked at it for a while, recollecting all the experiences that had happened to him over the year.
"Could you have guessed!? I got sorted into Slytherin!"
"And 'Adam' the headmaster of the school, he isn't as bad as I thought, he helped me heal my friend."
"Oh! And the other guy, you-know-who came to the school by possessing a teacher to break into the trap the headmaster had set up and steal the Beyonder characteristic for his next sequence."
"Given how many names I have to censor, you can guess just how stupidly complicated my time at Hogwarts was!"
"And you said Hogwarts was the safest place for me to be. Well, I hope at least next year is a little safer."
"Perhaps 'Adam' has learnt something and won't hire new teachers who can decide the life or death of students at a mere glance this year…"
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