Chapter 116: London Mystery!
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I watched as the decoration in the hall turned to reflect Ravenclaw colors.
For some reason, I felt eyes on me and saw Dumbledore staring in my direction.
His eyes held no suspicion, only curiosity as he probably didn't know what to make of me.
Waving at him I turned back to my housemates.
One thing was for sure, tonight Ravenclaw would have its wildest party yet.
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Station:-
The results of the exams came out on the morning of our last day and just like I predicted, I got first place in my year.
After breakfast, we headed to our rooms and packed our belongings. My housemates were especially emotional at having to say good-bye to our playroom. Currently they were still fighting amongst themselves to see who would keep what for next year.
"Well Princess it was an interesting year," I told Daphne as we walked down to the train station.
"Yes, it certainly was," she agreed, before turning to me with a smile, "I suppose I have you to thank for that."
"Don't worry, I'll be sure to give you a call on my mirror every once in a while, so you don't get too lonely," I teased her, getting a playful slap on my chest in return.
Spotting her friends Daphne said her good-bye and went to join them.
Entering the train compartment alone, I was just putting my suitcase away when I felt a tap on my shoulder. Turning around I saw it was Hermione standing there with a guilty look upon her face.
Before I could even say anything, she started to speak.
"Hold on. I know what you're going to say. You're going to tell how stupid I was for following after them, how I could have gotten hurt or killed, and how I promised to tell you everything."
"…"
"I-I just want you to know, I understand if your disappointed in me and don't want to be my friend," she said with watery eyes.
"…I'm glad you're safe," I told her, placing a hand on her head.
She wiped unshed tears using the back of her sleeve, "Y-You're not mad?"
I gave her a puzzled look, "Is that why you've been avoiding me for the last couple of days?"
"…Yes," she said in a small voice.
"Hermione, I know how hard it is to say no to friends, especially your first friends. It incredible to see what lengths your willing to go for something you think is right, I just wish you'd be more careful in the future."
"Well you can rest assured that I won't be going on any more dangerous adventures."
Smirking I let out a laugh, "I wouldn't be too sure. Bad girls like you typically tend to find trouble."
"Charles, I'm serious!"
"So was I."
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Crunch! Snap!
"S-Stop! I-I'll tell ya what I know!" the scared criminal pleaded with tears in his eyes, two mobster dolls holding down his arms flat on the table, three of his fingers clearly broken.
The mobster doll holding the metal mallet looked at me.
I was full decked out in my Doctor persona reading a book on top of a crate.
Taking my silence as an answer the doll nodded and broke two more of his fingers.
Snapping my book closed I got up and walked to stand in front of him.
"Alright, let's try this one more time, and no more lies Mr. Sanders, it tests my patients," I spoke in a calm voice.
"Y-yes. I-I'm sorr-rry. It-t won't ha-happen again," he whimpered.
"Good. Now word on the street says that a number of women have gone missing around the London area. Perhaps you can enlighten me to where they could be?"
"W-why do you w-want to know?" he asked fearfully.
Seeing as I didn't get the answer I was looking for; I snapped my fingers causing the doll to bring the hammer down on his hand, electing a scream from the man.
"I apologize, it seems I wasn't clear enough. I want answers not questions, please keep that in mind," I said in a regretful tone, "I'll ask again, where are the girls?"
"Th-they're being held at a brothel, called Pink Arrow! There's a hidden room in the ceiler where we keep the girls before shipping them!" he spoke hurriedly.
"There, now that wasn't so hard was it," I said before nodding to the two dolls that picked him up by the armpits and began to lead him to a side room.
"H-Hey, where are you taking me!?" he yelled in panic.
"Ah, what did I say about questions?" I said rhetorically as he was dragged away.
Not a day has passed since I've gotten back from school that trouble seemed to find me. Apparently, the daughter of one of London's top crime lords got herself kidnapped into some type of underground sex ring.
Now normally I wouldn't care, but the problem was that I had planned to kidnap her myself and use her as a bargaining chip to force her father into surrendering his territory.
"Hermes takes a couple of mob dolls and free the stupid girl. Once you have her, send a note to her father, I'm sure he must be just devastated," I ordered, causing the blackbird to fly down from the rafters and land on my shoulder as I walked.
"What about the other girls in that place?" he asked.
"Sigh. I suppose you can free them too."
"I'll be off then," He said, flapping his wings and disappearing into thin air.
Taking out the book on necromancy I continued where I left off.
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I see, so that's the ritual that granted those debuffs.
I was just about to turn the page when a notification window appeared in my vision.
[A quest has been created.]
[Quest: London Mystery
Description: Someone or something has been making some noise in the under belly of London. Find out what it is and deal with them accordingly?
Completion reward: ?]
"Charles, we have a bit of a problem," Hermes suddenly said, reappearing in front of me.
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