Chapter 61.3- Doom Days
Added 2025-09-10 06:20:07 +0000 UTC“And so the finals are set. This is going to be one for the history books, ladies and gentlemen. Harry Potter of Great Britain will face Ifeoma Okonkwo of Uganda to determine who will rise as the Under 17 Dueling Champion” I heard Russo’s voice ring out.
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I entered the room to find a Goblin practically barking at Sirius whole my Godfather reacted with nothing but amusement as they spoke. “You cheating, lying wizard” He snarled.
“You were more than happy to take my money knowing who I was” Sirius said, staring straight at them.
“We can offer your initial stake plus a significant bonus. Risk free” The goblin’s lips curled.
“How significant?” Sirius asked.
“100%”
“Doubling my money? How kind of you. But then again if I keep my bet going, what’s the possible windfall coming my way?”
“There is no guarantee that the boy will win the duel. We are offering you a good deal here” He said with audible menace.
“A goblin? Offering a good deal? Harry, please look outside and tell me if pigs are flying” Sirius chortled. He was lucky the goblin was unarmed. I was almost certain the thing would have stabbed a blade into his neck by now if he had one. Unarmed or not, I slipped my wand into my hand and watched the proceedings with a careful eye. It seemed Sirius’ bet had been with the goblins. Ugh. What an infuriating man.
The goblin envoy clearly agreed as his skin was near red as he stomped out of the room.
“You never told me you placed your bet with the goblins” I said, looking at him.
“Well, I never intended to. You see, I was going to do things all fit and proper like, you know? Place the bet at the official bookmakers. So I did. But then they had a limit of a thousand galleons. One of the goblins must have overheard me being forced to bring down my bet and so they came to me with an offer. I place my bet with them and they guarantee it for any amount I stake” He said.
