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HP: In The Magical World As a An Extra [ Chapter 106 ]
🕑 Added 2024-09-02 16:00:12 +0000 UTCIn the days that followed Magnus' talk with Andromeda, Magnus found himself slipping into a schedule of sorts, between his usual classes, lessons and his duelling sessions with Professor Flitwick and Andromeda, and then the studying sessions and Heir lessons with Daphne, Tracey, Harry and Neville.
Magnus found himself constantly preoccupied with something to do, the only times he didn't were either at night or when the heir lessons that the girls and Neville were giving him and Harry already covered something that he had learned from his grandparents' portraits.
And those time he spent wisely working on his occlumency and finishing the final touches that he wanted to add.
And now he was ready to add the final touch to his mental mindscape that would safely secure his thoughts and memories from almost anyone.
As his friends talked around him at the table in the library, Magnus sat with his hands on his lap, his eyes closed as he stood mentally inside his mindscape.
The once large and vast library that he had spent numerous hours organising in his mind now stood empty, the many shelves bare.
And in the centre of the room was a large desk with a comfortable leather chair behind it.
Walking around the desk Magnus day in the chair and looked at the large desk. It was solid oak, intricately decorated with carvings of various magical creatures, all swirling around the House of Blacks family crest on its front.
Atop the desk was a half-dome of glass that glowed a pale silver before he reached forward and waved his hand over it.
As he did so the glow turned from silver to blue as a holographic screen appeared above the desk and a similar keyboard appeared over the top of the desk as the screen requested a password.
This was why he had taken to building his mindscape as he had first, it was simply the easiest way he could think to bring everything he knew together in one place before he could secure it properly.
Reaching to the keyboard Magnus typed for a few seconds entering the password he had chosen and the screen flashed before opening to a windows ten operating system as suddenly everything appeared back on the shelves, every book, every trinket and object he had used to use as a visual represent his various thoughts and memories back in their rightful spot.
And from this desk Magnus could access them all, it was both the most efficient way to access his memories as well as the most secure to keep anyone from reading his mind.
He was betting that no pureblood wizard, especially Dumbledore or even Voldemort would be able to get into his memories now. After all, neither of them would have any clue about muggle technology.
So even if either of them got into his mindscape they could access nothing.
It was rather simplistic but also the most genius way of securing his mind and thoughts.
And Magnus thought himself quite clever for having thought of it.
Of course, that didn't mean he would just be lowering his shields and letting anyone just enter his mindscape, oh no he would make them work for the disappointment they would find once they did.
Opening his eyes once again Magnus was greeted by the sight of a rather bored-looking Harry as Daphne lectured him on the rather droll topic of eating utensils and how to sit properly when at a formal dinner.
He found it amusing just how long-winded Daphne could make the entire topic.
"Okay, I get it," Harry groaned, "start from the outside and work in with each course, keep my back straight and don't lean into ea… Ouch!" He said before jumping when Tracey shot a low powered stinging hex at his thigh.
"Thank you, Tracey," Daphne said to her friend before looking to Harry.
"You also forgot about keeping your elbows down and away from the table and most importantly never to interrupt when someone else is already speaking unless you have their leave to do so"
Magnus couldn't help but chuckle as Harry rubbed his leg, "as much as I'm sure we all find Harry's lessons amusing" he said getting a stink eye from Harry.
"I'm afraid that I will need to bow out for the remainder of this lesson, I have a prior engagement that I need to attend to, heir business I'm sure you all understand." He said as he stood up from the table.
"Very well," Daphne said promptly, "will we see you at dinner once your business is done."
Magnus nodded, "yes, it shouldn't take too long, I just need to write a letter and check over some parchment about some things," he said suppressing a smirk at his own hidden pun.
With that Magnus collected his things and began to return to the Ravenclaw dorms.
While it was true that he had business to attend to, it wasn't related to his role as Heir Black, more so his position as one of the heirs to the marauders.
It was time that he got in contact with a pair of red-headed twins and retrieved the map.
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It was half an hour later that Magnus was sitting in his office behind his desk looking over the freshly-inked letter that he had finished writing, rather pleased with how he had worded it knowing rightly that it would get the twins attention.
–"Messrs Forge and Gred,
Masterminds of pranks and providers of hilarity,
I am sending you this note to request the return of my ancestors' heirloom, I am of course referring to the Marauders Map that I know you both have in your possession after pinching it from Filch's office in your first year, marvellous work by the way.
I, the nephew of Padfoot, and the son of Prongs require the map to follow in the great pranking footsteps of the first Marauders, and humbly request its return with the promise that once we are capable we shall duplicate the map and provide both of you with a copy each, so that you may pass them down to your own sprogs and heirs once you have graduated. I also promise that when the time is right I will introduce you personally to the two remaining marauders, I am sure they would be most interested in meeting their two biggest fans.
If you will comply please give the note to my familiar and he shall return it to me.
Best regards
Nephew of Padfoot and Son of Prongs
P.S just so you know, the marauders' names originated from their animagus forms, which they acquired in their fifth year. If you wish to live up to your idols you may wish to attempt such a feat yourselves, I most certainly will be doing the same."--
