Chapter 70.2- Doom Days
Added 2025-10-13 05:18:10 +0000 UTC“Nicholas Flamel owes me a debt. The stone is repayment” he said with the kind of confidence that told me he truly believed what he as saying. Of course, that didn’t mean it wasn’t still bullshit being shovelled. Believing the bullshit didn’t make it any better than what it already was.
“If so, take it up with him. I’m sure he’d love to talk about coming up with a repayment plan or whatever. Either way, I’ll be having the necklace and leaving now” I said.
“Oh. What business does Harry Potter have with Gellert Grindelwald’s soul reptacle?” He asked.
“A private debt if you would. You know the kind of thing you can’t really go around broadcasting. Would love to ell you, you know, but it’s just one of those things.”
“I am sure. You know what, let us have a wager.”
“A bet?”
“Yeah, a wager”
“Terms?”
“You beat my daughter in a duel and I hand the necklace over to you. You lose to her, and you hand over the stone.”
“Daughter? What daughter?” I asked.
“Oh. Suikoooo" he said in a sing song voice. That brought my mind to another strange thing about this man. The black hair that fell down to his back, the sharp chin, and the slender features said he was as Japanese as they came, but the way he spoke. There was something irrefutably European about it.
“Father” A girl said, walking out of a side door. She shared little with her father beyond the colour of her hair and her skin. Her features were softer by some margin. She also walked with an irresistible grace. Like she was an apex predator stalking the jungle. Everything about her spoke danger.
“This is Harry Potter. Korosenai mono” he said, pointing over to me.
“Yes Father” She said, saying nothing else.
