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HP Magic Punk Ch 326 : Wrong Briefcase 2
🕑 Added 2024-10-07 10:51:49 +0000 UTCOrion dragged the vampires into the secret lair he had built for situations exactly like this. It was a dark, underground space, hidden far away from prying eyes. The stone walls were lined with magical symbols, designed to keep anyone from escaping or entering for that matter. He made the vampires sit on the other side of the table, binding them with powerful enchantments that kept them from moving.
He then switch on a table lamb and turn it towards the vampire, just exactly how it seems in the movies. Orion then sat down, his gaze cold. “You’re going to answer my questions, or this will get unpleasant very quickly,” he warned, his voice sharp.
The vampires glared at him, but Orion wasn’t in the mood for their defiance. He waved his hand, causing one of them to feel an intense pain in his chest, as if his heart was being crushed.
“First question,” Orion said calmly. “Why were you in a Muggle city which also happened to be a headquarter of American Magical Ministry? What’s your purpose?”
One of the vampires, unable to bear the pain any longer, finally spoke. “We were ordered to find the woman… she has something important. We don’t know what it is, but our master wants it.”
Orion narrowed his eyes. “Who is this master? And why that woman in particular?”
The vampire hesitated but answered after Orion tightened his magical grip. “We don’t know his full name, but he’s one of the ancient ones.”
“Why the woman ?”
“We don’t know, master told her to hunt her bring her back. We just follow orders.”
Orion’s mind raced, but he stayed focused. “Do you know a vampire called Eric?” he asked, watching their faces closely.
The vampires exchanged a quick glance, which Orion caught immediately. One of them stammered, “No, never heard of him.”
They weren’t lying, Orion can tell my his magic so he didn’t press on. And appreantly eve Vampires said becuase this vampire had nothing too do with him technically. Same was the case with the woman, they have no idea why they were hunting her for so long. Its been god only knows how many years that they are hunting that woman. But more than that, he had no idea. So they say it relatively easily.
But what Orion asked next was sensitive and hit their nerve.
“Where is the vampire lair in America?” Orion demanded.
One of the vampires sneered, “You think we’d tell you? You just better kill us here you wizard scum.”
Orion leaned in closer, his voice dangerously low. “That's the plan”
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After Newt left the Ministry building, he immediately began searching for his missing briefcase. Good thing he had tracking charm on it. His mind couldn’t just calm down when he knew that those magical beast inside the briefcase could be in danger, thinking about the magical creatures that could be roaming free in New York if he didn’t find it soon was another issue. As he hurried through the streets, he noticed Tina tagging along behind him
“Why are you following me?” Newt asked, his voice a mix of confusion and frustration.
Tina hesitated, clearly not having a solid answer. “Well… it’s just… I thought you might need some help,” she stammered, avoiding his gaze.
“I’m perfectly capable of finding my briefcase on my own thank you very much,” Newt replied, his eyes scanning the street ahead.
Tina frowned, scrambling for an excuse. “I knew you smuggle magical beast here, its my duty as an Auror to stop it.”
“An Ex-Auror you mean, and I told you that I am not smuggling them.” Newt replied while trying to shake it off.
“Not for long as I soon unreveal your racket to the world and smuggler or not will be on me to decided.”
Newt sighed, still unsure why she was really there, but he didn’t push further. He had more pressing matters to attend to.
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Elenora, frustrated and determined, decided it was time to go find the man who took her briefcase. She couldn’t believe she’d lost track of it, and now she was stuck with this strange case filled with magical creatures. As she walked through the streets, clutching the case tightly, she vowed to exchange it for her own as soon as she found him.
After some time, Elenora bumped into two people — a man and a woman, no more like a Wizard and a Witch. The man wasn’t native, she could tell and had a peculiar look on his face as he stared at the briefcase in her hands.
Knowing that the other party was also a witch, Newt didn't plan to hide it.
“Excuse me,” Newt Scamander said politely, but with a hint of urgency. “That… that briefcase you’re holding. It’s mine.
Elenora blinked at him, ‘Again ?’ then clutched the briefcase even tighter. “Oh no, it’s not yours. It’s mine now. I need it to get my real briefcase back from someone. So… sorry, but no can do.”
Newt’s eyes widened, his face a mix of confusion and panic. “No, really, I can assure you. That’s definitely my case. It’s got—well—important creatures inside.”
Tina, standing beside Newt, raised an eyebrow. “Look, if you don’t give it back, things might get a bit… messy.”
‘Oi, what are you… a mafia or something?’
Elenora shook her head stubbornly. “I’m not giving this case to anyone except the man who took mine. Unless you’re him, sorry, no deal.”
Newt tried again. “But… you don’t understand! My creatures are probably out there, causing havoc! You have no idea how dangerous this is!”
Elenora smirked, her tone sarcastic. “Oh, trust me. I know. One of those little monkeys already tried to redecorate my flat. But that doesn’t explain that this briefcase is your’s, maybe you just happened to know what is inside and even if this is yours, I don’t care, I’ve got my own problem to solve.”
Newt sighed heavily, turning to Tina with a pleading look. Tina shrugged. “Looks like we’ve got a stubborn one here.”
“Lets go to that guy together, maybe this is a misunderstanding. Once he knows that this briefcase is mine then it all be clear.” Newt said, calming himself down.
“Works with me, but…” Elenora said with a little hesitation.
“But….?” Tina asked with a little suspicious look on her face.
“But I don’t know where the man is ?” Elenora looked embarrassed at least.
“What? Then how you were supposed to find him. How do you know that this briefcase is his ?”
“Hmm we meet a little earlier and he told that this ain’t my briefcase but back then I didn’t believe him so he gave me an address.
When I found that he was telling the truth…” Elenora trail off.
“You lost the address didn’t you ?” Tina said with a deadpan voice.
“Yeah…”
“Great…”
“What was his name ?”
“Hmm… he told me… he had black hair and eyes and was pretty handsome in his early 20s.”
“And his name was ?” Tina probe.
“Hmm it was Hmm Yeah…It was Wick…
“JOHN WICK….”
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