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Chapter 216

You know, the first sex with Luna was quite a turning point. And no, not at all because now I slept not only with Zhou Chang, having greatly diversified my intimate life. It was rather a pleasant bonus, not affecting much in its essence. Even our relationship with the Moon has not changed much, except that I began to pay a little more attention to this person, which is logical. Especially since I could now calmly drag this claw morning to a dark corner of Hogwarts, in order to be a little naughty when I had a free minute.

But the real reason why my life still changed quite a lot was the reaction of the girls to the fact that the Moon overtook them... And even for themselves such a layout was more than logical, especially in the light of the fact that I could not touch the same Daphne and the Patil sisters, before the wedding ritual, but this did not prevent the girls from announcing a real hunt for my attention...

We have been communicating very closely for the last six months, spending most of the time training and resting from these very trainings... At the same time, this applies to absolutely all my girls, if you lose sight of Hermione, I did not pay much attention to any of them, except that I took a Chinese woman to evening "gymnastics", which everyone has long been used to. But with the appearance of the Moon in my bed, everything changed somewhat, forcing my girls to get excited and sit on me so that I can now pay some of my attention to them.

Naturally, no one tried to rape me, knowing perfectly well that without my desire to persuade me to anything, it will be very difficult for me. And my brides were also limited by their parents, knowing perfectly well that before the ritual loss of virginity, nothing shines on them at all. But, nevertheless, they still got on me to start paying a little more of my attention to them... Which, to be honest, is not so bad.

Yes, of course, I couldn't devote much time to each girl from my environment purely physically. I had too many things to do to enjoy the girl's attention. But, nevertheless, I was still in a way pleased that the girls in some ages began to take the initiative in our relationship. And periodic absences with one or another girl were great helping me to relieve excess stress and fatigue from training, even if I didn't go beyond kisses and light erotica with any of them.

Although, the Patil sisters were able to surprise me once by showing me their own skills, albeit almost zero, working with their mouths. After that, I didn't even have to fight too actively with my own curse, allowing myself to arrange periodic breaks for pranks with my girlfriends. At the same time, each of them was madly proud of herself, sincerely believing that I asked only her to "help me a little".

I didn't know where they got such a misconception, but I was completely satisfied with the layout, especially since the girls will find out sooner or later anyway. And relationships with girls improve at this rate right before your eyes. They trivially get used to my company and begin to realize much better that we are not just friends, but true lovers, albeit limited in some moments so far.

Rivalry between each other greatly stimulated the girls to develop. And now I'm talking not only about training. In the matter of my seduction, they also moved forward rapidly, studying my weaknesses and actively looking for an extra opportunity to spend a little more time with me alone. And how could you not enjoy life here, especially since the long-awaited lull came in my life for some time. And even if it was extremely deceptive, I was really happy to have the opportunity to take a break from constant worries, focusing on training and entertainment with my girlfriends.

Another thing is that this idyll was spoiled from time to time by attempts of some Slytherins to "point me my place". And the permanent meetings of the Order of the Phoenix, where Dumbledore dragged me every weekend, did not add much positivity. And no, not at all because now at these meetings there was no same Hermione and a squad of Gryffindors, whom I could fully mock... No, this entertainment is enough for me in Hoga.

The problem with my shitty mood was somewhat different. Well, to be more specific, then in bad news, with which our meeting began every time. Tom was actively building up his strength, having already begun to rake up flocks of free werewolves. And he found sponsors, which allowed the lich not only to start buying the potions and artifacts necessary in the war, but also to start recruiting mercenaries from the continent...

On the other hand, my agents could not catch Nagaina or get to at least one of the crosses, which is not surprising, but it's still sad. While we are all stomping on the spot, Tom is actively building up his strength... including political. After all, the news from the ministry does not inspire optimism either. I even begin to have a feeling that someone from inside the ministry is trying to weaken and disunite this organization as much as possible. Probably, so that it would be much easier for Tom to capture it in the future... Yes.

In all this nonsense, the only thing that pleases the Daily Prophet picked up the article of Rita with the exposure of the Dark Lord, beginning to use it to defay what the light now stands on by Dumbledore. He was already doused with shit, that he has strength, yet he crossed the road to the current minister, but the fact that now Volandemort was also mentioned in all this shit is very, very good.

But it's true, a trifle that is unlikely to affect anything in the future. Magicians in England... too pathetic for me to seriously hope that after the triumphant return of the lord, someone would even remember these articles. They will also forget about all the rumors about Dumbledore, suddenly wanting to hide behind him, covering himself with his beard, just not to stay with the crazy maniac, which Tom has long become.

So yes, the reason for joy was rather far-fetched and purely symbolic... Well, if you don't remember the recent successes of my only daughter - Ilia, who recently released a magical release for the first time in her life... Weak, who just untied her diapers, but the baby herself is not even a year old enough to count on something more... Narcissa and I, to be honest, did not expect the baby to show herself before the age of three.

Usually, children of wizards begin to annoy their parents with constant magical ejections closer to five or six years. In childbirth, where children are nourished by a generic source, this problem appears a little earlier - at the age of three or four. Cases when a child begins to show his magical essence before this age can be considered unique. Unique and very happy, because as practice has shown, such children with enviable regularity become magically strong wizards...

As an example, you can take Potter, who despite everything, began to "show strangeness" at a very early age... And yes, he himself told Hermione about it at one time, slightly hurting the girl's pride. Although she shouldn't worry about it. Despite the fact that initially Potter had a really good magical potential, now he has actually ruined it... A couple of years and Hermione will overtake him even in magical power, yet the girl really gives her own training, and I sometimes share valuable information and books with her...

But it's true, not the best example, to be honest. Another thing is the older sister of my mother Bellatrix Lestrange. That's right, not only did she stand out among her peers as a child, but also managed to become a truly strong sorceress in adulthood. Strong enough for Snape to shudder slightly from her name alone, which does not happen to him even when the Lord is mentioned. And this despite the fact that my godfather is not a weak wizard himself.

So yes, Narcissus and I had a weighty reason for joy. Especially since Ilya began to show herself even earlier than the same Bellatrix, which, no matter how you look at it, is a good sign... Although it's too early to talk about it. We need to wait at least for my baby's third birthday to talk about something unequivocally... But I'm still happy for my daughter right now, so to speak, in advance.

Chapter 217

The confrontation with the native faculty was gradually gaining momentum. Increasingly, Slytherin students expressed their dissatisfaction with our company. Increasingly, Pansy and I, as the headman, caused serious indignation from other snakes, even though we did not make mistakes and even Snape could not show us anything with all his desire. Pansy flawlessly massed the school charter and her duties, and I had a decent experience as a headman without it.

At the same time, Tom, at one time, also received a lot of scocks in this position. Still, he was a half-blood, who bypassed many pure-blood wizards from the faculty, who were also appointed to the position of headman, so some pressure from the faculty also exerted him. However, in the past, the faculty was far from so united because of the widespread competition between students, which is why the pressure on Tom, as a result, was limited to empty threats and rare "jokes", which is not so scary.

In my case, the conflict occurred with the entire faculty at once, which is why the Slytherins acted much more boldly, not hesitating to resort to magic, especially when no one sees it. At the same time, not only I was under pressure, but also my girls, which further aggravated the situation... At some point, I even decided to forget about the requests of Snape and the director, starting to send students of my native faculty to the hospital wing. At the same time, this phenomenon was so massive that even other faculties, usually not interfering with the inner kitchen of snakes, showed interest in what was happening.

However, no one gave them a proper answer, yet the policy of the faculty is such that all conflicts between snakes are resolved within the faculty, creating an external unity of the faculty. Which, in any case, was only in my favor, especially since I was not going to calmly allow my opponents to reserve the initiative. The game from defense is not about me at all, and I can "joke" with my fellow students better than some Weasleys.

However, in the light of all this war at the faculty, this faculty was extremely active in losing points. Still, the students were somewhat unprerecised, although this does not apply to the first three courses, after all, teachers were generously fined for our fights, the faculty. And this despite the fact that the brawls themselves were almost never detected in time - only the crippled students who remained after me or my girls. Which, by the way, is why I almost always came out of the water dry. Banal pride did not allow the victims to tell who was to blame for their condition...

Those who were cursed by Pansy looked especially pitiful. Until recently, no one perceived her as a strong sorceress. Rather, on the contrary, they considered it a simple appendate to me. A simple fool who has never even heard of his own opinion, and whose range of interests is limited to Hogwarts gossip. Until recently, no one knew that her curses were already able to impress someone like me. Although, my classmates until recently considered me not the strongest wizard, even if I had previously demonstrated some of my strength.

But not the point, the main thing is that in direct confrontation, that I, that Pansy and Daphne, on which the students of Slytherin have focused recently, showed themselves from the best side. Of course, sometimes girls had traumas, including magical ones. It was I who managed to get out of the water dry thanks to the overwhelming magical superiority, some experience, as well as the sometimes entry gift of combat magic. The girls sometimes had a really hard time, especially since I didn't deliberately try to fence them off from danger, allowing them to stuff themselves and gain experience...

Fortunately, they calmly accepted such motives, without being offended by me. Although, the fact that the girls themselves wanted to check their own abilities also played a role here. And they preferred to deal with their abusers on their own, which I was only happy about. However, sometimes they still had to be sent to the hospital wing with these most abusers... Still, my healing skills were not always enough to help them.

So, for example, some curses that overtook the girls could be removed only with the help of a really experienced specialist, which I am not yet. And the same fractures were sometimes too serious for a simple bonfireman to help with them... But in general, I was completely satisfied with the confrontation with my native faculty. And not only because of the fact that we have been in it so far. No, there were too many inconveniences from this conflict for such a trifle to calm me down.

But the fact that my company, though not in full force, gets quite useful experience - already very, very good. And in some ages I began to show caution in girls, forcing them to be much more cautious about their own things, on which curses were often hung, and even more so to food, potions in which appeared regularly... Well, such a conflict was useful to me, allowing me to develop one of the most difficult to master family gifts that I had at all. And let him wake up only with a really serious danger, which didn't happen often, but even so I moved from a dead point, which I was happy about.

In addition, this whole thing allowed me to quite accurately determine the nobles of the family of England, who had already moved under the leadership of the Dark Lord. IT'S not easy to determine, but also by actively planting on all fronts, depriving them of financial and political power... Sometimes it even came to the elimination of such births, if the situation allowed it to be eliminated without slapping in all this shit, and also the elimination itself was quite profitable.

Of course, some wizards did begin to understand where the wind is blowing from. The same Dumbledore tried to turn me and Delphina away at the next meeting of the order, when this meeting ended and we were left alone... But he didn't succeed. Lady Gringrass and I have been stuck here, referring to the fact that these are the affairs of the family, and the common cause of our order does not interfere in any way.

Of course, many would disagree with such arguments, but in the end the director still retreated. I understood, most likely, that we will not back down from our words, and we are not going to bend under it in this matter. And he probably fully appreciated his benefit. Still, Dumbledore is not the person who may not notice the obvious, after all, not the first year in politics... And believe me, when the situation requires it, this old man easily forgets about all his speeches, that he likes to push so much. Still, you won't go far on faith in goodness alone, and a second chance is not the cheapest thing.

But that's not the point, because I got some profit from all this conflict within the walls of Hogwarts anyway. Well, the fact that some of my opponents in the school suddenly became orphans is not so scary. Almost all of them did not even suspect on whom the blood of their relatives was hanging, I preferred to work cleanly, even if for this I had to overpay a lot to mercenaries and professional killers... I got an exit to which less than a year ago, but I already used them, regularly paying the German guild of werewolves, as they officially introduced themselves in the world.

Well, those shots that managed to mark me as their goal for blood revenge will have to disappear very soon... Of course, while the school year lasts, Dumbledore will rather let me out of school than allow me to shed blood, but his protection is valid only until the next holidays. These shots, which turned out to be very, very few, turned out to be very few - just two boys-brothers, return home for the holidays, as they can't return back to school. My people will take care of it...

However, I should have quieted down a little in the near future. Still, the extermination of four fairly well-known genera at once, even if they consisted mainly of members of one family, and in general few people worried, for that matter, is quite a serious reason for unrest among other wizards. Moreover, these "mysterious" murders have received quite wide publicity in the newspapers, although they have so far been attributed to attacks by wandering werewolves... Which is not so far from the truth, if you think about it.

But that's not the point. I shouldn't continue at the same pace anyway. There is little accident that can surface after my next order to the German guild of mercenaries. You shouldn't risk it again, and you shouldn't provoke our director. Even if Dumbledore has retreated now, but maybe he will think of it as soon as we really go against his plans...

Chapter 218

- Draco! - Daphne's familiar voice sounded sharply from somewhere on the left, but before I even had time to really realize what had happened, the girl's almost screaming body crashed into me, almost knocking me to the floor. And only the difference in size did not allow my bride to knock me down in one of the corridors in Hogwarts, although she tried very hard. Even hanging on my neck, she writhed so much that I involuntarily decided to check if someone had cursed her...

Well, too much such behavior was not in the style of a girl I had known for a long time, who by nature was quite calm, albeit not without reservations. However, this time there were no curses on the girl, and I couldn't ask her directly what happened. My question was brudently interrupted by covering my mouth with a kiss... And this despite the fact that there were other students in the corridor who were also in a hurry to their classes, which is why I had to quickly take the girl out of such a crowded place so as not to embarrass others. Fortunately, the one, as she hung on my neck, was not going to fall to the ground again, allowing me to get to the nearest dead end in a couple of seconds, which is so convenient to hide with charms from prying eyes.

- I received a letter from my mother. - Almost growing, like a well-fed cat, the girl whispered, trying to snugle up to me even harder. - This Friday... are we with you? - Almost glowing with happiness, the girl clarified, allowing me to fully understand the situation... Although I myself was a little lost in time due to constant workload, but I certainly did not forget about my own wedding. However, I didn't really expect Delphina to tell her daughter about everything in advance. We simply did not discuss this point, which is not so scary.

- Yes, Daphne. - I smiled softly, pulling myself together. - Your mother didn't lie. Almost everything is ready for the ritual, and we decided not to hold an official reception at the general meeting... You understand, now is the wrong time to expose yourself to unnecessary danger. - I decided to immediately put all the dots over and, knowing perfectly well that Daphne, although smart, is still a girl, which is why sometimes she gets emotional and some, purely female problems... In general, I was afraid that she might freak out when she found out that the solemn part of our wedding is not planned...

But it seems that I was somewhat wrong in my expectations. Or the girl was too happy now to pay attention to such trifles. I think she stopped listening to me at all, I just had to confirm her mother's words. Well, at least I didn't start kissing right away, allowing me to finish my speech... However, after that I still had to shut up, allowing the girl to vent all her emotions on me. But it's true - trifles. Moreover, I, as the headman, could well explain our little delay for the same Umbridge, with whom we had the next pair.

True, the girl's slightly swollen lips gave away our company with her head, but Umbridge is not such a fool to pick on me because of such a trifle. Especially since I continue some of my father's traditions, "sponsoring" some departments of the ministry, which this woman simply can't not know... So yes, because of some delay, she would definitely not spoil the relationship with me, so everything worked out.

However, by the end of next week, such delays of our couple quickly came to normal. Daphne was literally going crazy from the happiness that rolled over her... Sometimes she began to behave almost like a young boy in love, which is not in her style at all, especially since she is well acquainted with mental magic. And I'm honestly afraid to assume what would happen to her, if she doesn't know how to restrain her own feelings and emotions at least in some way.

But that's not the point, I didn't prevent the girl from indulgeing her own desires in any case. After all, very soon she will really become my wife, which means that she will give a significant part of my future mental health. So yes, I didn't mind going to meet her in this little fit of madness. In addition, I myself felt some excitement before the upcoming ritual... I even began to fence the girl from unnecessary danger, so as not to let Merlin, she did not catch any curse before such an important ritual.

Although such precautions were not mandatory at all. Before the ritual, we will still undergo a full check-up and, if necessary, receive all kinds of medical care. Especially since the director did go to meet us, freeing us from classes on this Halloween... Which was very convenient, especially when it came to the holiday itself. Still, the horror that had been happening in Daphne's head for the last few days intensified several times that day, making my head vibrate painfully from the mere echoes of the emotions that came from the girl.

And for some reason I was sure that if it weren't for the support of her mother and sister, Daphne could have done things in such a state of excitement to the extreme. Fortunately, everything worked out, and the girl herself was able to pull herself together, realizing that she couldn't make a fay tonight. Especially since the ritual implies the ritual loss of virginity on the ancestral altar... A peculiar procedure for connecting a new member of the family to the source, which the girl did not want to spoil in any way...

And even the fact that Delfina was not going to cut off her daughter from the ancestral source of the Gringrass, as usually happens when transferring the bride to another family, did not greatly facilitate the situation. Rather, on the contrary, the girl was only more afraid, realizing that her situation was not the most ordinary. Still, she gets married at a fairly early age, without finishing her education in the family, which in recent years is so rare, happens quite rarely...

Actually, precisely because Daphne never finished her studies, Delphina does not want to fully give her to my family... In this case, she will lose the much-needed supply from the ancestral source of the ancient genus of necromancers, which will somewhat complicate her training this very necromance. So, in general, I don't mind. Moreover, in my plans, in any case, to remove the genus of Gringrass into my hands... So this whole situation is beneficial to me, perhaps I will not even have to reconnect the girl to the ancestral source in the future, as I did with the same Narcissus, after I got my hands full access to the Blacks altar.

Still, the ritual of connecting to the source is not the safest and easiest activity. Especially when it comes to an already formed wizard. Fortunately, the marriage ritual, coupled with the ritual loss of virginity, greatly facilitates this process. Well, the right potions will help the same Daphne calm her magical body in the shortest possible period of time, which will go crazy for some time, because of the new source of magic. Although, she will definitely not be able to conver for several days anyway.

But these are all trifles, especially since the preparation for the ritual was just fine. And I already have some experience in connecting someone else's wizard to the ancestral altar. So everything should go in the best way... However, Daphne will need to relax and calm down a little, otherwise in her current inflated state, she may be somewhat inadequate to her own loss of virginity. And I, you know, I don't really want my wife's first experience to be traumatic...

So yes, something will need to be done with the girl's mental state. Fortunately, there are many ways to calm a girl down. And Narcissus is unlikely to mind if I take one wonderful wine from our cellars, which just soothes no worse than another potion, without clogging the body with unnecessary magic... Before the ritual, it is generally very undesirable to drink extra potions, except for those that are necessary in preparation for the ritual itself...

Well, you can drink contraceptives after all. In any case, it's very "neutral" in terms of magic, and neither side wants to get pregnant too early. It was for Narcissus that she became a real joy, but for Daphne the pregnancy will definitely not be as desirable... So yes, Daphne's contraceptive potion should drink anyway.

Chapter 219

The taste of potions in the mouth, a powerful stream of such a familiar and native magic, clouding excitement, repeatedly enhanced by my personal curse... All this great pressured my brain, preventing me from focusing on the main thing - the ritual. But, nevertheless, I managed to keep myself on the verge, after which excitement would finally relegate the voice of reason to the background, forcing me to banally pounce on Daphne. At the same time, I strongly doubt that the girl will at least think about stopping me.

Still, the potions we drunk were not intended for something like this, but worked no worse than specialized aphrodisiac potions. A kind of side effect on the magic body in... certain areas. Fortunately, we knew about something like this from the very beginning, which eventually allowed me to carry out all the stages of the ritual before moving on to the main thing... Well, although there were not so many of these stages, and I knew all the necessary spells just perfectly. Which eventually allowed me, even in my current state, to create a magical connection between the Malfoys' family altar and my almost wife.

All that remains is to consolidate the connection with sex and blood, after which the girl can be considered a full-fledged member of my kind. Well, I have no problems with this, no matter what. Of course, initially it was somewhat difficult to make Daphne follow my non-verbal instructions, especially since the girl, despite her rather calm condition, was still very shy before the last step into adulthood. And the birth altar is not the most convenient place for the first time.

Moreover, the position of lovers must be strictly defined, so that all the runes and seals of the ritual work correctly, fixing the connection between the new member of the family and the family altar. And the altar itself is still a naked, frost-rendewing stone, even if it carries magic from it so that it is almost impossible not to notice it without any sensitivity. So yes, at first it was a bit difficult to bring the girl to the right condition, without breaking down because of her own excitement.

But in the end, everything turned out pretty good. Virgin blood sprinkled the altar, and Daphne herself quickly became a taste. Nothing but the potions made themselves felt... Well, or the sensations of fixing the magical connection were so strong that some discomfort from the loss of virginity passed completely unnoticed for her. Well, that's not the point, I could be satisfied with myself in any case, although there was little pleasant for me in this process. Not only that, it was necessary to handle the partner extremely carefully, while controlling the ritual. After all, the altar was also very good for the comfort of even the most ordinary bed...

Although, I must admit, there was something like that in sex on the birthing altar. And the consolidation of magical bonds between husband and wife is also a rather unique process. There is too much convergence of the two auras, which in the end resulted in the fact that I, without any mental magic, began to feel some of my partner's feelings... Ambiguous, I tell you, experience, but I did not remain dissatisfied in any case.

Moreover, after finishing the ritual, our couple finally moved to a much more familiar place for me - my native rooms in the manor, where I continued to have fun with Daphne Malfoy now. And even though Daphne herself was somewhat inadequate, due to the fact that her energy went crazy from the appearance of a new magical connection with the ancestral source, but in the end I still broke away properly. At the same time, for the girl herself, such attention on my part was not in vain.

Still, I am the head of the family, who has full control over the ancestral source. And I did not hesitate to use this very control, strengthening and stabilizing the newly appeared connection, at the same time saturating the girl with magic of a kind... Which eventually resulted in a small fever the next morning, but in the end, Daphne could really now be considered a part of my kind, including in a magical sense.

And even if so far the magic of my ancestral altar has somewhat interfered with the girl, entering into a certain conflict with magic of a different kind, but as a result, she has already become stronger magically by seven percent... Well, in a couple of weeks, when the connection will finally stabilize, and the girl's magical body gets used to new changes, the girl will become even stronger than five percent. And this is if we do not remember that now near, and not only near, our ancestral source, its magic is replenished much faster.

In general, yes, the magical wedding definitely benefited the girl, compensating for almost a trimester of diligent magical training. What all those involved simply could not be happy about. Still, sometimes, connecting to someone else's magical source, especially at such an early age, can cause some problems... and even magical diseases. That we, thanks to Merlin, bypassed us. Although Daphne will still have to drink some course of potions, as I did myself, after becoming the head of the Black family.

But, in general, we returned to Hogwarts more than satisfied and even happy. Daphne was released from classes for two weeks ahead, moving to my private room. Before that, she lived with Pansy, who also had private rooms, like the headman of Slytherin... It was trivially safer because of the protracted conflict between my company and the rest of the students of Slytherin.

True, she used to spend the night at a friend's place not quite officially, despite the fact that Snape would definitely not object to such a violation of the rules, and now she has settled with me according to all the rules... Still, in Hogwarts, cases when senior students become husband and wife are not so rare. For such couples who fixed their relationship with a magical marriage, even special rooms were given out, the same as those of the headmen. Which in my case is somewhat useless, because I have already managed to settle in my room, and the single bed has long been turned into a double bed.

In general, yes, the girl spent the next two weeks counting herself locked in my room. We were trivially afraid of aggression in her direction, especially since she is now practically defenseless because of the consequences of the recent ritual. She shouldn't have been sencher, just like exposing her health to unnecessary danger. So Daphne had to put up with imprisonment for a while... Well, I try to devote as much time to her as possible.

Fortunately, she had no unnecessary health problems, and two weeks later the girl returned to her studies and our training, nervousing others with her new surname. At the same time, I must note that even my ears were somewhat cut when the teachers addressed Daphne by a new surname. Well, I somehow got used to the fact that there is only one Malfoy in Hogwarts, sometimes frankly stupid at the next "Miss Malfoy"... But it's true, trifles. In time, I'll get used to it anyway, and the rest of the schoolchildren will stop juding about it.

Because now, as it turned out, the main topic of any gossip in Hogwarts has become me and Daphne. It seemed that those around us simply forgot that we were engaged anyway, so our marriage is quite a natural result of this engagement... But no. There were a lot of smart people who sincerely believe that our couple was not destined to be together. At the same time, most of such smart people were hiding among girls who had some views on me... Although Daphne also had a lot of secret admirers.

But fuck them. Still, such shots were found mainly among muggles-born and half-bloods, which do not really understand magical traditions. True, the constant gossip about us at some point began to annoy us... And the rest of the girls who were circling around me almost got, they also got their dose of evil attention, but we could not do anything about it. You can't get rid of rumors anyway, and if you try, it can only get worse...

And those around me don't know that I have another wedding this winter. Now with the twins Patil, that they will not enter the Malfoy family, but the Black family... And I can even imagine what resonance will happen in society when this fact comes to up. These are my girls who have known everything for a long time, and even resigned themselves to the current situation, but here are the rest... Twins also have a lot of fans. They are quite popular in general because of their beauty and exotic appearance for Britain...

Chapter 220

Despite the fact that my wedding with Daphne was quite a sensational event for all Hogwarts students, the attention to our persons did not last long. Even though we were now, in fact, the only married couple at Hogwarts, which only added interest to others, the news of our marriage really did not occupy the minds of students for long... Umbridge's new position more than blocked the gossip about us, even though many continued to discuss this topic, especially when it came to something related to romance.

But in general, everything returned to normal quite quickly, excluding only the relationship in my immediate environment. Still, the girls reacted quite jealously to the fact that Daphne was now also calmly lying in my bed, surpassing even Zhou Chang in her activity... Which is not surprising, I still tormented the girl with waiting for quite a long time, so she got hungry for my attention. And despite her rather restrained character, she became addicted to sex very, very quickly.

But if Daphne herself had no problems with it, fully enjoying a new experience for herself, then the rest of the girls... You can say that they were offended by the fact that she was so easily ahead of them. And I'm not talking about my claws now, yet Zhou and Luna in any case with enviable regularity end up in my bed. No, we're talking about Pansy and the Patil sisters, which is not very happy that they are the only "not kissed" girls in my environment.

And if the sisters could still restrain themselves, knowing perfectly well that in a couple of months, they would also change their surname, only now to "Black", then Pansy... My faithful assistant was clearly suffering, finding herself in secondary roles, hopelessly lagging behind Daphne in their confrontation for my attention. And something had to be done with it, yet I really appreciate it, and there are no reasons to keep it on the "hungry ration" anymore.

I used to restrain myself in relation to her, knowing perfectly well that Daphne will not forgive me if I show unnecessary attention towards her rival friend. Now the situation has changed a lot, untie my hands in relation to the cutie Parkinson. But I still hesitated a little with this step, not wanting to spoil the unexpected family idyll that arose between me and Daphne. However, it was impossible to drag it out for a long time anyway, so I did schedule a "meeting" with Pansy next week.

It seemed to me that everyone was fine with this. And Pansy was insanely happy that I paid attention to her for some age in this regard, and Daphne was pleased that she could be content with her victory over her rival for six more days. Although, it seems to me, she will be content with her victory even after I drag Pansy to bed. Still, she became my wife, which was especially important for the girl... Still, the status for this person meant a lot, which is why she is not jealous of me to "misers and slaves".

But it's not the point, the main thing is that I kind of figured out this problem, getting rid of unnecessary thoughts and focusing on training again... Even if the same Umbridge wanted to spoil my mood a little, trying to sign up for assistants. Fortunately, I noticed her intentions in time, clearly explaining that I'm not up to it now, I'll be taking a skill this summer, so I need to train in the sweat of my face...

By the way, the legend that I'm going to pass the mastery of charms in school years has been around for a long, long time. Still, those around could not help but notice my daily, regular absences, which, at some point, I had some questions from the same headmen and teachers who wanted to keep control over the life of students, albeit imaginary. At the same time, the legend arose that I want to get mastery in magic in the near future.

And not only did such an answer suit everyone, but the teachers also scored points for their efforts, but I really had every chance to get this skill, even if last summer. Still, I have plenty of knowledge and skills, Tom's memory and months of practice have long brought me to the level at which I could get this skill quite freely. And I didn't get it just out of unwillingness to attract too much attention to my own person in such a turbulent time... Well, I don't want to shine in front of Tom's abilities, of course.

But so, if I wanted, I could really pass the mastery in magic. Moreover, it is not so difficult to find a master who would agree to vouch for me before the inspection commission for a certain amount. Well, my skills and personal developments in spontaneous magic are already more than enough, so that no one shows much interest in the rest of the aspects of the charm. Still, in terms of spontaneous magic, I'm really strong... Yes, in general, my charms are at a very good level, even if you omit non-verbal and stickless witchcraft.

Although spontaneous magic can still be called my skate. It's not for nothing that I mastered all four main elements at the level when even the combination of elements is given to me with relative ease. And I'm not saying that my training was not in vain, allowing me to use some elements without the help of a wand... Of course, I couldn't create ice statues or huge cracks in the ground without a stick yet, but some kind of fire whirlwind is quite within my power. Still, fire and wind were initially much easier for me than other elements.

In general, if you think about it, I really made a very serious jump in skills, especially when compared with what happened after the absorption of the second cross. Just heaven and earth, especially if you remember the control of magic and the amount of this magic... Yes, I definitely have something to be proud of. True, the paranoia, spurred by a constant sense of danger, simply does not allow me to enjoy my own success... In normal times.

Now, when, in connection with my own wedding and the realization that I am starting to burn out, I still allowed myself to slow down the pace of training, the progress became especially noticeable... Especially due to the fact that at some time I allowed my magic reserve to be filled one hundred percent, without trying to merge the one with the same convenient opportunity for the same stickless magic. You know, when the feeling of permanent desolation did let me go, I even began to revel in my own power and false sense of comprehensive power.

Not the worst thing to do, I'll tell you, especially since self-confidence is very important for magicians, but I still shouldn't get into it. And it's worth thinking about where to get a little more serious experience of magical battles than the one I get recently during skirmishes with snakes from my faculty... Unfortunately, I didn't have any special ideas for implementation, especially since I'm actually locked in the castle now.

But you know how sometimes in such situations it happens, the decision found me by itself. Well, or to be a little more specific, Snape found me, still worried about my skin, that's why he wants to check the level of my skills on himself... Needless to say, how timely this offer was? I don't think it's worth it. However, I was not going to rush to demonstrate my own skills, knowing perfectly well who my godfather works for.

To begin with, I had to demand an oath from the dean that neither Tom nor Dumbledore would know about the results of my "testing" without my permission. And, to my surprise, Snape fully approved such an approach, agreeing to the oath, albeit with some grumbly. Still, he certainly didn't really want to hang magic vows on himself, but distrust, or rather sound caution, on my part, was completely satisfied with him. Especially since his proposal itself was quite suspicious...

But it's not the point, the main thing is that "joint training" with Snape has resumed again for some time, even if now in a slightly different format...

Chapter 221

You know, I didn't pay much attention to Umbridge's actions before. She poisoned Potter little by little, nervous the teachers with her checks, which began immediately after she got the position of Inspector General from the Ministry. To be honest, it was hard to call all this something interesting for me. A simple gnaw between Dumbledore and the Ministry, which was even in my favor, distracting the attention of the students and the director himself from my own machinations.

So yes, I didn't care about this toad until it specifically hurt my interests. And my attitude towards her was not too hasty to change, exactly until this person put forward... not the most logical decree to ban any club activity. And even if the reasons for such an order were more than clear to me, I still actively follow Potter's entourage through Hermione, who, in fact, the director instructed to assemble a "support team" around Potter... But it still did not exempt me from the need to register my own club.

Still, a lot was known about my training with the girls. And any regular fees of the company of more than three people inclusive, Umbridge decided to consider a club, organization, team and so on on the list... Which is not very good. Mainly due to the fact that I couldn't ignore this rule. Umbridge personally appealed to me with claims on the topic of what example I, as the head of the Slytherin, set for the rest...

And okay, everything would be limited to simple registration and obtaining permission for "club activities", but the ministerial rat apparently forgot who to contact, and who is still not better. Yeah, she trivially refused to give me permission to create a club, stating that additional classes without the supervision of teachers are prohibited on the territory of the school... And even if in fact everything is so, but more than one sane teacher would not stop training his students, especially since there have never been any problems from my company.

So yes, my mood was specifically spoiled. At the same time, Snape, such an infection, refused to help me... Although there is nothing to blame him for. He is already sewing, working as a teacher, a full-time potion maker of Hogwarts and the Order of the Phoenix, and also spies for two half-rate magic monsters at once. He didn't have time for my problem, so there's nothing to blame him for. I was already actually happy because he deigned to pay attention to my development as a magician, subsequently giving me excellent practice in combat magic.

At the same time, when I say "in combat magic", that's exactly what I mean. After all, I didn't stop holding back in sparring with Snape, not that I completely stopped, but I didn't really restrain my strength either. I just didn't use metamorphism, blood magic and any stickless witchcraft. In everything else, I didn't really restrain myself, sometimes frankly driving the potion maker with naked force and an overwhelming advantage in elemental magic.

Snape himself was more of a specialist in curses and purely combat charms, with which I'm doing well too. So, it is not surprising that the shaft of fire became a real problem for him, in terms of the fact that the magic fire perfectly burned many curses, and some spells were very successfully restrained. Not to mention the fact that I was far from a beginner in the rest of the elements. However, Snape's transfiguration largely compensated for my spontaneous magic, even if I myself was not bad in this discipline.

Snape simply surpassed me in combat experience, perfectly demonstrating it to me and diligently inhalling this experience into me... Although the first few "rounds" he had some problems, it's banal due to the fact that the godfather somehow did not expect such skills and strength from me. And I really had a lot of strength, especially if you look at ordinary magicians. I haven't mentioned my peers for a long time, since I overtook not the weakest master of magic - Snape - in pure strength.

But it's not the point, the main thing is that Snape did not give up the idea of periodic sparring with me, quite quickly realizing that despite all my skills and strength, I lack real experience and reflexes. I'm just not used to fighting, which is why I had to rely too much on mental magic, which is also not very good. And the godfather could really help me cope with this shortcoming, for which I thank him very much...

Well, I'll figure it out myself somehow. Especially since there were still levers of influence on this toad... Although I was not going to go the peaceful way, bribing or trying to influence it through the same Minister. She too demonstratively showed me her own power over me as a school student. And this despite the fact that even other teachers are well aware that I am not the most ordinary student, trying not to put much pressure on me unnecessarily.

In general, yes, someone has made such a star, for which he will soon get. Moreover, there were more than enough students, and even teachers, who were dissatisfied with this particular. So, I could have arranged that fun life in our small, closed world called Hogwarts. And Dumbledore, who acts as such a god in our world, will have nothing against a small prank on the toad. He himself is hardly satisfied with her presence on his territory.

However, I wasn't going to waste my own time on this fool. Only the girls were warned that now our training is a terrible secret and in general, no one should find out where and when we are going with them. Fortunately, all the necessary charms of concealment in my company have long learned and fixed in practice. And help out the room is not a place that will just let a stranger in, especially if there is already someone inside it...

However, I don't really want to be equal to the same Potter, whose recently created "training club" is also now outlawed. Although, unlike Potter's company, the girls and I can still organize our own pastime with dignity. Especially against the background of the fact that the members of his club have never gathered together, they are looking for all the right place for training...

But it's not for long, Dumbledore will probably solve this problem very soon. Still, it was this old man who asked Hermione and the sixth Weasley to organize a club for Potter. The catcher of the Gryffindor quidditch team himself would never have come to such a thing. He's a bit up to it now... He has all the plans for revenge, but he's scratching with Umbridge. But yes, let it be. Still, I don't have to expect any special problems from this side, soon this hero, as befits the right heroes, will die in the battle with the great evil.

Although, it seems to me, the idea of a training club, the guy still got excited... It was not like he felt the lack of everyone's attention, with which Potter had some problems this year. But it's for the best, let the guy have fun, well, I'll watch all this from the outside. Maybe I'll even report to some meeting of their club. Anyway, I have my own spy near Potter, so I definitely won't have any problems with time and place.

And so, in general, Potter is unlikely to be able to do anything with me. Still, I am an official member of the Order of the Phoenix, which Potter himself is still only dreaming of getting into. So yes, he can send me in case of anything, but I have the right to send him in even more sleepy ways. Besides, in which case Hermione will definitely be on my side. She's not a fool to go against me.

And our relationship, recently, has become quite friendly and even warm. Still, regular sex makes itself felt, and past grievances are forgotten over time... Well, the fact that I remained the only person who gives a girl normal birthday gifts only improves the situation. Still, against the background of her other "friends", I clearly stand out for the better, even if I am an evil tyrant, blackmailer and rapist...

Chapter 222

Closer to mid-November, the first meeting of the club for protection against the dark arts was organized by Potter's company... Which could already be considered a complete failure. At least due to the fact that the club was created much like before, back in October, and a suitable place for meetings and training was found only now. At the same time, without the direct help of Dumbledore, who through the house elf gave Potter information about the rescue room, which has now become too crowded, they would not have succeeded at all...

Of course, I was not very happy about this development of events, banally due to the fact that my personal place for training was slazenly taken away, forcing me to look for alternatives. And this despite the fact that Umbridge is still watching my company, wanting to catch on the violation of the new rules. Well, some Slytherin students actively help her in this, wanting to properly teach such a cheeky me... It's unpleasant in general, but I was still not going to go against the director.

I visited the rescue room only early in the morning, when the rest of the students were still sleeping, and I, together with the girls, could easily copy the help room library, transferring the copying results directly to Narcissus. Fortunately, over the past time, my girls have perfectly got used to using not the most ordinary spells, and they have significantly increased their strength, which allowed us to calmly work in lessons after such an energy-consuming lesson.

Well, I found a place to postpone the training. And even if the long-abandoned duel class is not as convenient a place for training as a help room, and you can't practice really serious spells there, since this place is not hidden from Dumbledore's attention, but it will come down for the first time. Moreover, I have already begun to urgently bring Salazar Slytherin's Secret Room into a divine form.

It was just perfect for training in the same spontaneous magic, and it was also not connected to the main system of Hogwarts charms. The Secret Room had its own complex of charms, closed from the outside world, turning this place into a real fortress underground. So for me this place was perfect, especially since the director, apparently, having dealt with the basilisk, never appeared here again... Which is not surprising, because in order to get there, Dumbledore has to tinker a lot with the protection system of the room, and this despite the fact that it is connected to the source of Hogwarts, from which the very charm of the room is entangled...

So yes, the Secret Room was a great option for my training... Well, it will become one as soon as I finish restoring the normal entrance to the room. Still, using the snake hole from the Myrtle toilet is not the most sensible idea, especially since the whole school knows what is in this toilet. And I'm not a barbarian to force my girls to use such an inconvenient descent and ascent to our new training hall.

In addition, the collapse, which blocked the normal entrance to the Secret Room, was not so difficult to understand, especially with my knowledge and magical power. However, all this still required some time, and the restoration of protective charms in this area is simply necessary. Still, another secret passage in Hogwarts can be found quickly enough if they can't disguise it properly.

Fortunately, I already know very well, a working system in which even the director will not find anything. Still, my lock tracking system has been working since last year, despite the fact that I don't follow it at all... It is fueled by the natural source of the school, while remaining hidden from Dumbledore. For which, without exaggeration, it is worth thanking baby Luna. Still, it was her ancestral gift that helped me to hide my own charms so reliably...

And it will help once again, Luna has already agreed to help me with the organization and protection of a new training room for our company, especially since it trains with us. So yes, it's a small matter, but for now you can slow down the pace of training a little, conducting purely symbolic classes in the old duel class. My company still agreed with this, having perfectly understood my motives and fears, well, to Potter for such a snerk, I personally undertake to rub my nerves.

Moreover, at the last meeting of the Order of the Phoenix, when the question of the initiative of our national hero was raised, Dumbledore personally asked me to look after the whole company out of the corner of my eye... And I did not refuse, especially since as a headman I kind of have to do something like this. However, I will fulfill the director's request in my own style, slazenly mocking Potter and the sixth Weasley.

The rest of the new club should be, in principle, not care about my presence, especially in light of the fact that I'm not going to run and mortgage those Umbridges. Well, Hermione, of course, has already been instructed by me to turn off Potter and his six at the right moment, a reminder that I'm kind of from the Order of Phoenix, which means on the same side with him... Which would be a rather dubious statement, but Potter, despite everything, still continues to rely on Hermione in many ways.

And this despite the fact that this person almost openly licked me right in front of his eyes quite recently. And at Hogwarts, I didn't really change my behavior, albeit secretly, but regularly leaving my own "friends" for the sake of entertainment with me... Because of the conflicts between the three friends lately, there have been more than enough. It was especially funny due to the fact that a couple of a donkey and a ram are trivially jealous of their friend, without realizing her true attitude towards them.

But it's not the point, the main thing is that Hermione never lost her influence on a couple of friends. Rather, on the contrary, she forced her to reckon with her own opinion, almost openly sometimes sending Ron when he dares to stutter about her personal life. So there shouldn't be any problems with this part of the plan... And it didn't even arise, even if Potter rushed a couple of times almost to forcefully kick me out of the rescue room, in parallel with this wild look examining all the audience, suspecting each of them that he or she invited me here...

- Don't be so mad, Potter. - I stretched out with a slight lence, looking at the guy from top to bottom. Fortunately, the height allowed me to do such a trick very easily and naturally. - The director still asked me to look after you, which means that you, alas, can't do anything about it. - I brazenly handed Dumbledore.

- Why would the director ask for help from someone like you, Malfoy. - Almost spitting out my last name, Potter asked me fiercely, thereby stopping his boyfriend from some obviously unflattering word in my direction. Some Ron Weasley almost came from my presence at this event alone. It seems that he completely sincerely hated me, not lagging behind Potter in this, and I managed to get him back in the summer, suddenly finding myself in the ranks of the Order of the Phoenix.

- I'm the headman of the Slytherin. - I lightly shrugged my shoulders, giving her non-verbal sign to Hermione. - How can I watch your company, Potter? - I hissed with a poisonous smile. - Besides... Dumbledore, you know, he trusts me, Potter. - I said in a whisper, tilting my head slightly towards the guy's face. That one from this prank of mine almost flew off the cut, fiercely looking at me and clenching my fists with force, but Hermione did not let me down, pulling off both Potter himself and his six in time...

Then there were quite protracted negotiations between the famous trio, while Hermione explained to two boots that I was actually a member of the Order, which means that the director really trusts me, well, I'm here just to look after them... And even if this information reached Weasley and Potter reached with some fervor, but in the end they still tempered their ardor. And just in time, because the other members of the club just started to approach the appointed time.

I came a little earlier to calmly mock Potter, but not to disclose some information... Still, the news that I openly carry out the director's instructions is not something that I want to put on public display. My relationship with my native faculties is already quite fun, and after such news they will definitely get angry with me in full. Still, with my actions, I almost openly betray the whole faculty...

Chapter 223

The first lesson of the Potter club started quite standardly. The guys talked a little, appointed Potter as the official leader now, and they were outraged about me. They say, what kind of devil is he, I'm slaying at the meeting of their club. Especially since no one called me, and in general there were no other snakes here... I had to explain myself again, but this time I didn't say anything about the director's request, referring to Hermione, who invited me to this event as a healer. Well, just in case, there is little that can happen during witchcraft.

Such an explanation did not suit everyone, and they began to look at Hermione somewhat disapprovingly, but it quickly passed, as soon as only a few puffenduy people stuttered about the fact that I really had an internship in Mungo this summer. I don't know where they got this information from, yet I didn't really talk about my own successes, but it's not so important. Moreover, the badgers had a full lot of relatives from the ministry, which could convey such unusual information to them. Still, people from purebred families rarely go to work as a healer, preferring to master their ancestral specialty, or taking a post in the ministry, if there is such an opportunity.

In general, yes, the problems with my presence were quickly resolved, no matter how much Potter grimaced at the same time. Fortunately, no one paid much attention to his squirming, and then the guy himself didn't care about me. Hungry for normal witchcraft, students very actively began to train, even if it was just a disarming curse. Yeah, the first spell for mastering was Expelliarmus, which is not so bad. Still, the level of knowledge of the club members was very different, in the same strength and because of the student's course.

Well, Expelliarmus could really be considered one of the first spells that a normal magician should master. It is not very complicated, easily reproduced in an extreme situation, and practically does not require magic, which is also important. Still, there were a lot of frankly weak magicians among the club members... Well, in my opinion. So Hogwarts accepts exceptionally magically talented wizards, whose reserve in theory calmly allowed them to graduate from all seven courses of school. So against the background of ordinary people, they will really stand out for the better, but, in my opinion, they are still too weak for their age.

In general, yes, Potter started quite competently, maybe he even prepared for this lesson... But his final speech greatly smeared the feeling. It's banal due to the fact that instead of daily classes, Potter offered to gather once, well, twice at best, once a week, which is generally unacceptable when it comes to full-fledged workouts. Moreover, the training itself was more like a regular activity at Hogwarts, not allowing students to properly spend their own strength.

It's sad... Even if not for me. In general, I will be satisfied with any result of these trainings, especially if no one kills during these classes. Because I don't really want to answer to the director, why the hell did I allow to bring the case to such a thing. But it's unlikely anyway. Even if this company trains spells on each other, but they don't use anything dangerous, so there's nothing to worry about yet...

I would say not to notice one tiny strangeness in Potter himself... Namely, the fact that the cross in his scar began to gain strength. At the same time, he began to gain strength very actively, gradually leaving in the guy's aura still inconspicuous, but still dangerous traces. And I doubt that the same Dumbledore knows about it. It's banal due to the fact that it's not so easy to notice these traces, and if I hadn't been near Potter for several hours in a row, training the stickless version of scanning spells purely out of boredom... Yes, I would never have noticed anything like this in my life even despite the fact that I feel the cross itself perfectly. He still continued to beckon me to him, reducing my stomach in a hungry spasm, or something like that.

That's not the point, the main thing is that there were changes in Potter, and it bothered me. The guy's character has changed quite a lot lately to close his eyes to such "trifles". What if he throws something out of the ordinary at all, or even becomes a puppet of the Dark Lord... Do we need it? Personally, I don't, although maybe Dumbledore himself will be happy about such a development of events. Using Potter as a reverse spy can be quite profitable for our director.

However, in practice, everything turned out to be somewhat wrong, because as soon as Dumbledore found out about my observations, his beard did not move with anger and anxiety... The old man did not even ask me how I could get such information by sending Potter to the hospital wing. Of course, no one explained anything to him, and I was suspended from this whole business, counting the debt as closed...

But this still did not prevent me from finding out all the necessary information about Potter from the honey witch herself, who conducted a full check of the guy's aura, and also wrote out several expensive potions to strengthen the aura... From which it could be concluded that Potter is still Potter, and Tom's influence on his mind is not so great. However, it will not hurt to stop the more developed "disease", especially since the Dark Lord is a very strong mental magician. Unlike the same Potter, who hasn't even heard anything about occlumence.

And no one seemed to be going to enlighten him in the secrets of such magic, well, until recently, that's for sure. Now, when there was a real possibility of obsession, Dumbledore did take care of this problem... Forcing Snape to do this very mental magic with Potter. That everyone didn't like it at all, be it Potter, Snape or even me, that I almost lost regular sparring with the dean.

Fortunately, Snape managed to convince the director that he couldn't do this at all. Moreover, he already had more problems due to the need to brew potions to stabilize Potter's aura. So yes, my godfather earned a small delay, well, he managed to dump part of the work with potions on me, which was not so scary. Still, the generic gift of the potion mainer sometimes affected me, awakening the desire to properly marinate in the vapors from the cauldron, and therefore such a practice did not become a problem for me.

Moreover, in Tom's memories there was enough theoretical knowledge of potion brewing, so that I felt quite comfortable even when cooking really complex potions. Of course, there were some problems with practice anyway, but I did quite well here, especially since Snape insured me perfectly, not allowing me to make obvious mistakes. Well, small flaws were not so important, especially since we were cooking for Potter. And his body is already poisoned by potions to worry a lot about the excessive toxicity of my fakes.

However, because of all this help to my dean and quite a long recovery after our sparring sessions with him, many of which ended in injuries, albeit not serious, but with injuries, I somewhat delayed the restoration of the normal descent to the Secret Room. But, rightly right, it's not that scary, especially since a short break in training benefited my relationship with girls. And he had a very positive effect on the general well-being. Besides, I didn't drag on too much with all this, a week after the first meeting of Dumbledore's Squad, calling the Moon to fix all the necessary spells at the entrance to the Secret Room.

So yes, Snape's help didn't bother me much, especially since he was able to be grateful, really increasing the number of our sparring. Which was very important for me, because these sparrings allowed me to hone my skills very quickly, at the same time slowly approaching the full use of my ancestral gift for combat magic. So far, the one was still working very spontaneously, and not at full force, which is obvious, but it was still a step forward for me, which I was happy about.

Well, by mid-November, my training with the girls also returned to the previous course, which caused slightly different problems...

Chapter 224

The completion of the restoration of the normal descent to the Secret Room marked the return of training with the girls, which on the one hand is very good, because too long breaks are also not very good, but on the other hand... To be honest, I slowly began to burn out from the loads again. It's hard to be in tension for almost days, to train spells, to practice metamorphism and blood magic, to disappear in meditations and constantly learn something new. It's really hard...

It even got to the point that I was already frankly resting at the lessons of the same McKoshka, almost slept, creating only the appearance of normal work. And all because of the fact that my regime has shifted a lot, forcing me to come to classes already tired after copying the library in the rescue room. And even if I had enough sleep in principle, my body has already reached the state when four hours of sleep a day is more than acceptable, but the constant lack of magical energy still put pressure on the brain no worse than any other fatigue.

So yes, regular classes have suddenly become the most peaceful time for me, allowing me to gather at least a little brains in a bunch before new workouts. Fortunately, the grades didn't suffer from it in any way. I still bought all the essays and other homework from the claws, and there were no problems with the rest. The same Flitwick has already stopped asking me any questions at all, finally making sure that I am running ahead of the program very much, and my statements that I am going to get mastery in his subject in the near future are not just words.

I even had a conversation with a half-man on this topic last year, where he offered me a little help with training... But I refused, and not because my trust in the director's protégés was close to zero. No, in this case everything was much easier, I simply would not have taken out an additional load at that time. Still, last spring I sewed up so much that I still have quite vague memories of that time. The days merged into one, and all the memories of the experienced workouts were greatly dulled in the memory. So I was not up to extra classes at all.

I don't really need them now, even if I didn't have anything against the same sparring with a half-goblin. On the contrary, based on Tom's experience, it's better for me to diversify the number of sparring partners as much as possible, not limited to Snape alone. But so far it's quite difficult to implement, and other workouts take too much time for me to even think about it. I already have enough witchcraft in my life, especially since sparring with Snape will not exhaust themselves soon.

Even if I develop much faster than the same dean, who can't spend time on additional training, and in potential I'm much inferior to me, but this does not mean that in the near future I will be able to safely win in ten sparrings out of ten. It's banal due to the fact that I continue to restrain myself all the time, not using my main advantage - speed. At the same time, when I talk about speed, I mean not only the physical advantage of a body changed by metamorphism and blood magic. No, in the speed of creating spells, I also already surpass Snape, and in the dispersal of my own consciousness with mental magic, it seems that I begin to gradually win.

But that's not the point, the main thing is that the benefits of training with the godfather are still very, very serious. And even the fact that after such training I sometimes have to recover for quite a long time, because Snape can't always heal the wounds inflicted on me with his own hands... all these are trifles. Moreover, I manage to cope well with wounds myself. Fortunately, they are mostly physical, since Snape doesn't really strive to beat me with strong curses. So, my metamorphism perfectly copes with the recovery of the body, even if at such moments I have to eat really killer doses.

The main thing is that my skills do not stand still, and the speed of development is only gaining momentum. Yes, even these wounds from training with the dean have some positive sides, because I learned quite well how to heal my own body and even fight the curses hanging on me. With the latter, however, everything is very difficult so far, because often I can influence them only with the help of my own Vite, control over which still leaves much to be desired... I'm still not a vampire, and the amount of vital energy in my body is very, very large.

But, despite the weak control, I'm surprisingly good at strengthening my own body with blood magic. Tom, as far as I knew from his memories, had some problems with this, against the background of which my own reinforcement looks gorgeous. I am now even ready to compete in physical strength with the same werewolves or vampires themselves, especially if the latter turn out to be not too old and experienced.

But because of all this strengthening of the body, it has recently become increasingly difficult for me to keep up with it in other aspects. And if everything is fine with the reaction speed so far, it still develops somehow in parallel with physical strength, which is logical, because without proper reaction, the brain would simply not have time to send signals to the muscles, which automatically excludes high speed and physical strength. And mental magic made itself felt, calmly allowing my mind to keep up with my body, using it one hundred percent... But the speed of creating spells lets me down so far.

Still the same as half a year ago, the situation repeats itself with the only difference that in general I have become stronger. My spells have become stronger and faster, and the speed of their creation has almost doubled, but it's still not enough to keep up with the body. It's developing too fast... That's what I'm actually trying to achieve. After all, in magic, I definitely won't have time to surpass Tom in a rather short, albeit quite stretchable, period. Well, at the expense of physical superiority, it will still be possible to come up with something about him...

However, my own skew in abilities and skills makes me wildly nervous. It feels like I'm doing something wrong, I'm missing some opportunities... Which, in general, is true, because the speed of my movement and reaction allows me to think through quite complex moves and combinations of spells, but I can't implement them trivially... Or it turns out, but too slowly, which is why I've been beating lately. And I can't do anything about it, even if I have to admit that the speed of my development is really abnormal...

Even against Tom's background, I am a real monster from magic, supported by several family gifts at once, which makes me even more dangerous. Give me ten years and I'll bury the same Volandemort, even if he is the highest person - an undead who is almost impossible to rest, and who is still capable of developing... But no one will give me these ten years, starting to escalate the situation right now. That's why I'll have to send Narcissus and Ilia somewhere abroad, if there are even the slightest doubts about the reliability of Malfoy's manor.

Yes, all this was morally hard, I almost physically felt the pressure, danger and the acute lack of time. Which, of course, did not add peace of mind to me, but so far I have held on, regularly relieving stress in a rather close communication with my girlfriends. And even if not all of them have shared a bed with me yet, even so I was grateful to all of them... After all, it was thanks to them that I managed to withstand such loads that I did not even suspect before. I literally overcame my limit, feeling someone else's support and involvement, so my gratitude was not symbolic at all.

Although, of course, a little emotional instability began to manifest itself in me. Fortunately, I was well aware of what was happening to me, perfectly controlling this process. True, the slytherin had a hard time because of this, because now any skirmish with them ended for the latter with a hospital wing... And it's good if I just stopped at broken bones and knocked out joints. Because sometimes I was carried away in such a way, which made my abusers have to suck...

My curses, you know, are just great. And torture spells, which still have not been banned in our country, I know very well, even if I try not to bring them to them. Still, to rumol on the territory of our director, if possible, is very carefully and without drawing attention to unnecessary problems with the parents of students I have maimed. So yes, I hit even hard, but very carefully, allowing the boil to go out and just relieve stress, but without crossing the line, after which I will definitely have problems...

That's not very simple either, you know.