Harry Potter: Blood of the Dragon

"Tell me, Dumbledore. What do you think will happen if the inheritor of Arthur Pendragon were to appear and have a claim to the English Royal Throne? What would you do if he were to also be magical?" Nobby asked. Of course, this was just a possibility.

Dumbledore stroked his long beard and thought. He knew that Nobby proposing this meant it was possible. ​​

"Then we will likely see the golden era of the British magical world," Dumbledore replied.

"Dumbledore, I was invited to the Buckingham Palace. There is a stone tablet placed in there. It belonged to King Arthur and was enchanted by the Prince of enchanters, Merlin.

"For some reason, it started shining last night and it had some words. The exact words were. "Whomever my legacy deems worthy will be the rightful king of England and its affiliated kingdoms. Whence the light shines on this lifeless stone, the rightful king is born. Honour the decree or be cursed by the eternal magic of the Prince of Enchanters"

"I just met the queen and she's trying to find this new king too. But I don't have very high hopes for them. Eventually, they will have to step down." Nobby explained in great length.

"Why are you telling me all this?" Dumbledore asked.

Nobby's face turned serious and voice respectable. "Professor, I have caught an illness. Possibly inflicted by some Lord of a big house. I will be stepping down soon because I want to live a good and healthy life. Can you help me?"

"I believe you should go to St. Mungo's Hospital. I'm not a doctor, Minister." Dumbledore replied. He had a habit of not agreeing to something on the first try.

"Please, Professor. Just imagine, with this information, you can look for this kid. Imagine if he turned out to be a wizard? The king of England being a wizard would help you revive the British magical world as the last war took so many talented wizards and witches with it." Nobby nearly pleaded.

Dumbledore stroked his beard while looking outside the window. ~This is indeed interesting. However, King Arthur was a Muggle. Most of the royal families have also been squibs-like at most. How can this new inheritor be magical?~

He looked at Nobby, "All your words are mere possibilities at best. But, I will help you. I think I have just the ingredients needed to lift the curse from you."

Nobby beamed with joy as he received the treatment from Dumbledore. But, while doing so, Nobby was also being a victim of a bad habit of Dumbledore that involved Nobby's mind.

...

10 Privet Drive,

The sun had risen, it was a new day for Magnus. He woke up while rubbing his eyes. But when he woke up, he felt the sheets of his bed were wet. In fact, they were wet all around.

He then felt his clothes being cold and realised they were also wet.

"I don't think this is my pee. I can't pee this much, can I? Oh no, mummy will be angry now." He talked to himself.

*Knock Knock*

He was a 9-year-old kid and basically had no privacy. So, his mummy entered after knocking. It didn't give Magnus enough time to completely hide the sheets. All he was able to do was throw it under the bed. But now the wet body mark was visible on the mattress.

He looked at the wet mark first and then at his mummy's face. He had nothing to say.

"Mag, did you wet your pants again?" Grace asked softly.

Magnus shook his head as he really believed that he didn't.

Grace knelt in front of him and patted his head. "I'm sorry, Mag. I should have taken you to sleep with me. After what happened, sleeping alone must have been scary. Okay, from now on, you will sleep with me and your dad until you feel okay sleeping alone. Okay?"

Magnus wasn't going to reject this opportunity. He loved sleeping with his parents as they would tell him stories and also play with him before sleeping. So, he nodded.

"Good, okay, go and take a shower. It's Sunday so no school. I'm making your favourite pancakes too." She encouraged him and picked the wet sheet. She would come back for the mattress later.

Watching his mummy leave, he sighed. "I should have told her it is not pee. She must think I'm a little baby now."

He quickly ran to the bathroom and took a bath. Normally, he would take a normal water bath, but for some unknown reason, he felt that hot water was more soothing to his body.

He quickly changed his clothes, dried his hair and ran to the kitchen. He could already smell the sweet aroma of pancakes.

Soon, in front of him was a small tower of pancakes on a plate. "Thank you for the food, mummy."

"Haha, you should thank god, not me." Grace corrected him.

Magnus looked at her confusedly, "Why? It is you who works every day and makes money. Which buys us food that you cook. But I haven't even seen the god so I can't waste my Thank you on him. I need proof if he wants my thank you."

Grace chuckled and ruffled his hair. "You and your never stopping mouth."

While he ate, his dad also joined them for breakfast.

"Dad, will you take me to the park today?" Magnus asked excitedly.

Nobody could say no to that face. It was also Sunday so they all were free. Adam quickly agreed, "Okay, today will be father and son day."

"Yesss..." Magnus cheered and stuffed his mouth with pancakes as quickly as possible.

...

The park was a community park for the several streets around. It was Sunday and sunny, so the big crowd's appearance was not out of the ordinary.

*BAM*

A frisbee suddenly hit Magnus' head. "Ah."

Soon, a fat kid, nearly of his age, came running towards Magnus.

"Ah, sorry, mate. My dad threw it too strongly." The kid said.

Magnus looked back and the father of the boy was an exact replica of him, but just bigger and wider.

He picked the frisbee and gave it to the boy. "I'm Magnus, by the way."

"Oh sorry, I am Vernon, Vernon Dursley. Wanna play with us?" Vernon asked him.

Magnus denied quickly, "No, I will just walk around the park. That will be a better exercise. Oh, Vernon, one more thing, my mummy says milk is good for health. You should drink some milk."

After giving his honest advice, he ran towards the playground with various swings and seesaws. He didn't have any friends around the area so he just played alone. Sometimes his dad would also join him but most of the time Adam would just read the newspaper.

"Dad, I will ride my Bicycle now." He shouted. Adam only nodded his head in agreement while not even looking at him. If Grace had seen this she would have smacked Adam. After all, it had been just a day since they lost and found their son.

But Magnus was not at all worried about any inconvenience as he rode his bicycle. Today, he found out that pedalling had become so much easier now. He was not getting tired at all. Eventually, he got bored and decided to ride outside the part, around the whole boundary of the park.

But, the more he rode, the more he wanted to speed up as he wasn't getting much tired. So, he just went straight. After a few minutes, he realised he had come too far and stopped, he looked to the side and there was a tall old building with a black-ish wall. He got anxious thinking that he might have gotten lost again. But, while looking back, he found out that he remembered the whole way like the back of his hand.

~Dad would get worried, I should head back...Oh, I need to sneeze... Ah... Come out...~

"Aaaa...Aaaaa...Aaaachooo..."

*Sniff sniff*

*Plastic ball dropping sound.*

Magnus looked at where the voice came from. There, he saw a boy, of nearly his own age, with grey eyes and black ear length curly hair. He was slightly shorter than Magnus.

The child had dropped his play ball and had a wide-open mouth as if in shock. He then excitedly came to Magnus while jumping.

"THAT WAS SO COOL! How did you do that?" The boy asked.

Magnus was confused. "Did what?"

"You don't know? You just spewed fire from your mouth while sneezing. You're a wizard too, right? I've never seen you around." The kid blabbered non-stop.

While Magnus was digesting the information. ~I sneezed fire? Wizard? Like the one from T.V? Is he still dreaming while awake?~

"Where are you from?" The boy asked him. This brought Magnus out of his thoughts.

"Oh, I live on 10th Privet Drive," Magnus replied.

*Whistled*

"You're a long way from home, buddy." The boy awed at him.

Magnus had to agree on that. ~I should hurry back. If this time I get lost, mummy will surely give me a beating.~

But just as he was about to pedal away, a woman in all black clothes appeared behind the boy out of nowhere and pulled the boy's ear so hard that he was a few centimetres in the air.

"SIRIUS, HOW MANY TIMES I MUST REMIND YOU. STAY AWAY FROM FILTHY MUGGLES!" The woman screeched.

Magnus got really scared of her as her face had so much makeup that she looked like a clown. He didn't spare a second and pedalled away as fast as he could, deciding to never come back to this spooky place.

Still held in the air by ear, Sirius looked at Magnus, leaving, "Ah shoot, I didn't even ask his name. Mum, that was also a Wizard, you shouldn't have called him that."

"You useless boy, why didn't you tell me earlier, we could have invited him in." She again scolded him by pulling his ear more.

"Crazy lady, are you trying to turn your son deaf?" Sirius talked back. But he was growing accustomed to getting his ears pulled so he wasn't really in that much pain.

"WHAT DID YOU CALL ME?"

And the beating resumed.

[A/N: Slowly getting closer to the magical side of the world. Magnus is also seeing some changes in his body. How long till his parents notice though? Find out in the next...]

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