6 American Emergency
Chapter 6
A meek and weak hand was raised by the end of the table, earning everyone's stare. He was one of the three next-generation heir candidates, albeit the least probable one of the three.
"What is it Atlas?"
"Umm… I just wanted to ask, this second syllabus has apparition in it, so do we have to apply for a license by the third year?"
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Adrian looked at Leta, who looked at Winflick and then Ursa, the eldest Aunt, each of them trying to hold it in-
"Hoo HA ha ha Oh- MY – Gosh" Randyl broke, laughing down, while Ursa and the others held them back.
Adrian turned to him with a serious demeanour
"Do you have an answer to that, Miranda?" He asks the kid beside Atlas.
She thought for a second and then two.
"Don't be nervous girl, answer what you think is right." Winflick signals her daughter.
"We… can't have licenses before we are of age?"
"Ha ha ha Oh-my you are going to kill me- not being of age is the problem!" Randyl continued his breakdown.
Adrian just looked at Leta and then at Ursa, the ex-lady of the house, who had a stoic 'don't look at me' face plastered on herself.
"Who is in charge of their studies?" he asks.
Leta stared at Adrian, dead set in the eye. "You are- or at least you were supposed to be."
He stays still and then sighs.
"Ursa, have them under you, I don't want the next generation to wonder when they are getting their Unforgivable license too." Atlas looked as if he wanted to say something, but Miranda reigned him in.
"Does anyone of you want to go to Hogwarts?" Adrian asks the three kids, but then sighs again at their knowledge on the matter, or the lack of it anyways "Choosing your extra career is a choice that will not remove you from the heir contest, You are allowed to do what you want if you can keep up with your studies at home." He turns to Leta "What are their ages?"
"They all are ten, eligible for any magical school in the next academic session. But I may suggest Durmstrang instead."
"No need, allow them to answer their summons. They do know basic healing ones and Avada right?" Leta nods "Then it's of no matter let them enjoy till they are of age, and we need more kids, I don't want the next generation comprising of just three kids."
"That falls under your responsibility as the Lord."
"It will happen when it happens for me, but I am telling you a lot to expand the next generation. The next Lord doesn't need to be of my progeny, just as I was not of the previous' "Adrian looks at Winflick and the empty seat of Drax, sons of his uncle Althan.
"Anyways, I think it settles, it, what next-?" Suddenly, Adrian felt the wards open and invited someone in. It was a sudden and forceful entry, even with the magical signature registered in the wards.
They all walk out of the hall, running to see the bloodied body of a bald man in purple.
It was Drax, the one who was meant to be in the United States to protect Elizabeth, the political mind of the whole Mendax.
He pushed forward, kneeling but couldn't. His wand was snapped in two and he was missing an arm below his shoulder, which finally induced shock, his consciousness leaving his body.
"Give first aid and then take him to Mungos, Randyl, you will be with him at all times." He turns "Ursa, take the kid inside, Leta; tell me what the fuck happened in the States."
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"What happened?" He asks, the unnamed third kid.
"It's uncle Drax. I think he is dead." She squeaks, fearfully.
"Dad?"
"Shut up Miranda, they are using healing spells, he will be fine Atlas."
"You three" Ursa enters the room. "go to your rooms, I will have your classes started before the end of the week."
"What happened to Dad?"
"Adrian will find out. Don't worry Atlas, you will have your Dad safe." The kids exit as she looks out of the window. Drax was taken to the Mungos just then. "And the Mendax will have their vengeance as always."
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"I don't know why she was sent to the US, if anyone, then Winflick should know, he is the one with his head in finance."
"Winflick?"
Winflick sighs
"Our accounts were hit, and they were hit hard. Drax was sent alone there a month ago, but about a week ago he returned and talked with Althan about something. I don't know why Elizabeth was sent there."
"How hard were we hit?"
"Reduced by 50% of original. I don't know whether the shops were shut down or they had found a new supplier or some sabotage was involved, but sending Elizabeth could only mean one thing."
Leta and Adrian look at each other in understanding.
"The MACUSA is cross with us. Who remains the current Minister?"
"Jack Doe, but his term ends in a month."
"No chance of a second term?"
"No, it's not time for a term to end. He was ousted from the MACUSA, this was his third month as the Minister."
"Opposition then?"
"The liberal party. I do not think we did something to begrudge them, but still, we must send someone there. Elizabeth's safety aside, our major money comes from the American continent."
Adrian flips through the books, each figure as daunting as the previous.
"I will go myself."
"But the British Ministry just got out of a civil war- this is the time to expand ourselves in politics."
"About which I know nothing except reciting Aunt Ursa's notes. Leta will be the head here, she can do better with both the Mendax and the Black votes." He faces Leta "Do what you need with the boy by tomorrow, this takes precedence. I will take Randyl with me; you have all the cousins here."
"What about the Lestranges? The remnants of the Dark Lord?"
"I would have suggested postponing our conflict in the mainland, but we will be free of our worries the earlier this ends. We can't have two-way conflicts now. Round up anyone who dares to say his name in reverence, and kill the Lestranges in Azkaban. They should not be a problem; I am only talking Randyl with me."
"When do you leave?"
"Day after tomorrow, for now, I have to meet with Arcturus
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