Chapter 22: Chapter -22

"Are you the one who assisted that blood-traitor house-elf retaining the child secure in the dusk?" Asked the man aggressively while examining the white-haired male, this assignment should have been accomplished without any disruption but likewise, to his nasty fate, the same kind of trouble stood in front of him.

Noah gets shortly bewildered by words like blood traitor, but gradually everything unravels as he links it all together.

"So it has been a decade now, huh?" Noah muttered as he realised that it has been a decade since the mysterious death of his parents.

While the man who listened to Noah took a step back out of nervousness thinking, 'what does he mean by that?' the nonchalant behavior of Noah somehow gave him a wrong opinion.

His gaze ultimately landed on Noah's blood-red eyes. A reflection quickly pummelled his mind.

"A-Are you of the same kind as our lord?" he questioned as the blood-red eyes existed a trademark of their kind.

[miseal, when you witness someone with pristine blood-red eyes, I want you to simply take flight, never get entangled with them in combat.] The flashback arrived in miseal's mind when he had listened to one of his leaders who was one of the closest deputies of their lord.

At first, he took it as some type of his superior preconception but now witnessing the young fella standing in front casually dismissing his strongest attack with Merely a wave of his wand, he realised something.

“It's the end.”

"Who's your lord? and kind? what are you blabbering about?" Noah muttered as he listened to him mentioning something like that.

"I can't tell you that even if I want to, so let's stop our discussion and get back to our business." he exclaimed and hurled a bedazzling hex at him so he can apparate in the meantime when Noah gets blinded by it, but for that, he had to get out of the cottage which was under safety precincts and those human shields furthermore could gain some moments for him to run away.

"How Childish, weren't we reckoned to talk business." But to his demise, Miseal heard Noah's cold voice.

Noah, who was ready to counter the killing curse or something hefty like that, sneered as he saw the live model of "the man's most practical asset is himself."

Actually, though Noah had a fixed quantity of spells in his arsenal that he remembered, phase-1 allowed him to utilize those spells without any limitations. Of Course, he couldn't break the law of existence.

Luckily as he carried a skill called ingenuity, so transfiguring the wooden plank resting in the corner to dark shades, he evaded getting stunned by those blinding lights and could apparently notice misael's figurine who was attempting to run out of the chamber.

<< STUPIFY >>

Noah fairly easily whacked Misael with the stunning spell rendering him unconscious on the floor. Noah couldn't apprehend how little time this skirmish lasted, why did he prefer to run away rather than charging at him as only himself and the system knew that he was overpowered in this weird shape he could've at least provided him some real-time understanding.

Stepping toward the unconscious Misael Noah waved his wand turning Misael straight facing to the wall.

"Now, let's drop in on what you have in store for me?" Crouching near the senseless guy Noah held his wand on top of his skull and whispered.

<< Legilimens >>

All of a sudden Noah heard a mirror-shattering sound and then a mess of intertwined memories began flowing in his head.

"Where did you conceal him, tell me where did you hide the child? Who was that man who helped you?"

< < Crucio > >

The first memory ceased with an ear-piercing cry breaking out from a house-elf mouth that was bound with chains.

The second memory began in a dark room where a bunch of men wearing black suits were kneeling on the ground while a man sat on a chair like it was some type of throne. That man's complexion was clouded by darkness even though Noah tried forcing his way, still, he couldn't seize a peek at that figure.

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screech…

The memory abruptly ceased and again a new one started in the exact space where that house-elf was blinded.

"Sir Kruz, would this item be able to hold that power?" Misael asked as he examined a redwood container.

"Of course, our lord has constructed it with his hand for this sole objective." Sir Kruz said coldly and went on as his voice awakened a passion in Misael to give it his all. "Bring this filthy beast with you. We have no use for it as our objective has surfaced again and shows it. what happens when someone disobeys the law of blood." 

Ding.

"Alert you'll be compelled to transform into your ordinary state back in two minutes."

Noah got unexpectedly pushed out of Misael's mind because of the system's intervention but when he tried to gain back access all he found was crap, the memories he had seen Just now were nowhere to be glimpsed now.

'Did I erroneously obliterate his mental outline?' he felt, thinking back to the glass-shattering sound he heard after using the Legilimens spell.

"Bloody cock-up power." Cursed Noah and stood up. Hurried toward Malfoy to take him with him as that silver ferret was still not ready to wake up. 

Now that his mental defense of Misael has been devastated under peer force there was no way that anyone could fix it now so it was best to toss him away as overpowering can't decipher the crisis which needs proficiency regarding that area.

"Wake up, will you bugger." Noah swore again but didn't try to wake him up as he didn't have sufficient time to explain all the problems he would ask about.

"It would've been great if I could recollect those spells." Noah said dispiritedly as he dragged the little ferret outside, gradually attempting to minimize the noise Draco was making while being dragged down.

The atmosphere outside has bent eerily cold, the vicinity has turned silent only the sound of owl's hooting could be heard.

Moving ahead a little Noah noticed three outlines dragging something to the shore. Maybe it was the precinct that was blocking the voice, but he did hear that man's shouting and screaming a moment ago.

Taking a deep breath again Noah calmed his mind, putting the top priority at foremost Noah swept his eyes into the darkness in search of someone.

"there it is." Noah muttered.

« Incendio » He cast a spell at the inner chamber so he could gain extra time and if lady luck smiled on him the evidence would be eradicated in the fire.

'System, if there's another plot armour this is the right moment to activate it.' Noah thought in his mind. Seizing Draco's hand he closed his eyes, clutching the wand tightly he recalled the Maximilian mansion impression.

And the following second a loud boom echoed in the vicinity breaking the safety wards apart. Both of their figures vanished into a cloud of black smoke.

*Bang*

With a loud noise burst three little outlines appeared on the outskirts of Maximilian's mansion, Noah who still had two seconds remaining in his weird phase-1 smiled dazzlingly.

The next moment his overflowing power vanished into nothingness leaving him with a wave of headache.

Rustle… Rustle…

The sound of leaves crinkling reverberated into Noah's ears as a figure emerged into his vision.

"S-sister?" Before he could catch a glimpse of who that silhouette was his vision bends blank and he goes unconscious.

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