Chapter 89: Sword of Gryffindor!
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"Where else would it be," I said humorously as I walked toward the edge of the peer, "Just wait, it shouldn't take more than a few minutes."
I didn't wait for an answer as I dove into the water.
Would you like to enter the [Underwater Dungeon]? [Accept/Decline]
Dismissing the window, I instead swam to the bottom of the lake.
The Ring of Water Breathing was doing its job perfectly, allowing me to breath even as my lung filled with water.
Taking a seat on the sandy floor I opened up my inventory and took out the Sword of Gryffindor.
[Sword of Gryffindor- Rank: Very Special
Description: A goblin-made magic sword owned by Godric Gryffindor, one of the Four Founders of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It was crafted by the Goblin King, Ragnuk the First, made of pure silver and inset with rubies. Like all goblins made of silver, it imbibes only substances which strengthen it. Etc.
Effect: Can strengthen itself by absorbing different materials.
Effect: Extremely sharp and capable of penetrating magical defenses.
Effect: 50% attack boost when used on dark creatures.
Effect: Can be summoned through the Sorting Hat, no matter its location. (Can only be drawn by a Gryffindor.) ]
Honestly, it was a little lackluster considering it was supposed to be a mythical artifact. That's why I didn't feel bad about giving it to Daphne. My current sword, the Elemental Rapier, might be a little weaker but it more than made up for it with its different attacks.
Besides I could always just buy a goblin-made dagger later if I wanted its absorbing properties. Not only would there be less questions asked if I ever used it in public but it would be easier to conceal on my person than a sword.
Creating mana strings, I sent them into a bed of seaweed.
Feeling something brush against one, I made the strings wrap around it and drag it out into the open.
A green skinned creature with pointed teeth and octopus legs struggled against the magical binding as I reeled it in. Once it was close enough, I stabbed it in the chest with the sword.
[500 EXP.]
A green tentacle and a Sickle appeared below it, but the corpse didn't disappear. Taking back the sword, I used its blood to stain my shirt.
I waited a total of five minutes before finally swimming back to the surface.
I emerge face to face with Daphne who was crouched down peering into the water causing her to jump back in surprise. "Eeep!"
"Hahaha," I laughed as I pulled myself on shore.
"Charles! You prat, I thought you drowned," she shouted, obviously trying to hide her embarrassment.
"Sorry, but it takes some time to get to my hiding place. Hold on, I got some Grindlow blood on my shirt," I said as I placed the sword down and started to unbutton my shirt.
I purposefully paused when I had got halfway and glanced at Daphne who was staring at my exposed chest with a blush.
Turning around I finished taking off my wet shirt. With my back to her I continued to say, "Sorry, but if I don't take care of this now, the stain will set."
"Ahem. Take your time," I heard her say a little too happily. I saw her trying to get a peek through the reflection of a mirror conveniently placed against the wall.
Taking out my wand I used a spell to dry and clean the shirt. I did the same with my pants before putting on the shirt and turning around.
"Are you okay?" I asked the blonde witch as she was using her hand to fan her red face.
"Y-yes, just a little warm outside. You were saying something," she said, trying to compose herself.
Nodding, I retrieved the sword and presented it to her, "I think this should cover the cost of the books."
Daphne took the sword by the hilt and held it up to the light to inspect, only to gasp and look incredulous at me. "Th-this, is –"
"-Godric Gryffindor's Sword," I finished nonchalantly taking a seat on a crate.
"H-how did you find it?" she stuttered out.
"What, not going to question its authenticity?" I asked.
Daphne turned to the sword, taking a closer look. Grabbing some dirt from the floor she sprinkled it on the sword only for it to slide clean off. She then held it up to her ear and tapped the flat of the blade with one knuckle. It gave off a distinct ring. Finally, she turned it over so she could look at the hilt for something.
Trembling slightly, she looked at me wide-eyed, "It's the real deal. I can recognize goblin-made silver when I see it, my family owns quite a few pieces as well. And not only does it look exactly like the one in the pictures, but it even has the Goblin King's signature, something that very few people are aware of," she said, indicating some scratch mark on the outer rim of the ruby.
Oh, so that's what those were. I made a mental note to begin learning the Goblin language.
"How did you find it? People have been searching for it for centuries," she said, looking at the sword still mesmerized.
"Found it a couple months ago while I was exploring the castle's hidden passageways. You'd be surprised what's hidden at this school," I explained.
"Wait, is that where you've been getting the money? Is there hidden treasure at this school?" she asked excitedly, turning to me.
I gave her another uncommitted smile, "As I said, you'd be surprised by what's hidden at this school. But enough about that, so what do you say, do we have a deal?"
She gained a thoughtful look as she looked at the sword again, "You're aware that this sword is worth more than just 1,200 Galleons right. It is one of the four relics belonging to the Hogwarts' Founders, it is practically a national treasure."
"So is that a no," I asked standing up to take it back.
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