New-Machinations (II) [Chapter 247]

“Whoa… That was completely uncalled for” Merlin gripped unhappily after the Stunning Charm failed to knock him out. Amelia instinctively lowered her Wand with a stumped look on her face. Two more figures shimmered into existence and both of them had their hands raised in the air. To be honest, Amelia wanted to trigger the alarm, but her curiosity won over.

“We are simply here to talk” The sole woman in the group explained as she stepped forward. Amelia pursed her lips and lowered her Wand. At least, one of them could easily shrug off the Stunning Charm, so she wasn’t so inclined to pick a fight with the three of them. They were probably in Harry’s league, which meant they were not the opponents she could beat.

“Alright” Amelia nodded her head before placing her Wand on the table, but she didn’t let it go. “Let’s talk” She added in a no-nonsense tone.

“Hmm… That was a nice Stunner. My nose feels numb” The man she hit with the Stunning Charm mumbled while rubbing his nose and he was kind of looking impressed. “So, let’s start with introductions… This is Agatha, and this is Alan” The man introduced his companions before pointing at himself. “And you may call me M” The man finished and Amelia furrowed her brows.

“M?” Amelia asked with a frown on her face.

“Yes, just M” The man confirmed. “May we sit down?” M asked while pulling back the chair.

“Of course, go ahead” Amelia answered drily.

“Okay… I am not going to beat around the bush, you have a problem of Dark Lord infestation” M said as he leaned forward on the table. Instead of saying anything, Amelia simply leaned back in her seat as she continued to stare at M before she glanced toward Alan and Agatha. The two of them seemed to be giving her sympathetic looks.

“That I do” Amelia nodded her head in acknowledgement after a few seconds of silence. There was no point in denying it, after all, the return of Voldemort and the rise of Dark Lord Potter were open secrets.

M glanced toward Alan and Agatha from the corner of his eyes. “We would like to give you a hand, if you prefer” M said, making Amelia frown.

“And what would you like in return, if you don’t mind me asking” Amelia asked in a mock sweet tone.

“Welllll… That’s the thing” M trailed off with a grin on his face. “We don’t want anything in return” M revealed and Amelia scoffed in derision.

“Pull another one” Amelia scoffed.

“No really… We don’t want anything in return. The thing is, the grudge is kind of personal for us” M revealed, making Amelia frown as she started to tap her finger on the table with a thoughtful look on her face. If it was for revenge, then she could understand why they were willing to work for free. After all, she herself made a deal with the devil for her revenge.

“So, what did Voldemort ever do to earn your animosity?” Amelia asked, trying to fish for some information. There were a lot of people who held a grudge against Voldemort since the last War, but only a handful of them were powerful enough to pose even the slightest threat and she was certain that there wasn’t anyone who could casually shrug off a Stunning Charm straight to the face.

“We weren’t talking about Voldemort” M replied simply and Amelia seemed to sag in her seat. This was not a conversation she was looking forward to… M could shrug off a Stunning Charm, which meant he was strong, but she didn’t know if Harry could do the same too… Harry Potter was most definitely a threat, but that didn’t mean that she wanted to get herself killed due to some foolish sense of duty.

Yes, her inner Auror was screaming at her to do the right thing, but the voice was becoming weaker day by day… After all, Harry was right. The people at the top were the ones who decided what was right and what wasn’t…

“So, what did Harry Potter ever do to you or any of you?” Amelia asked, hoping they didn’t catch her true feelings about the matter.

“It is kind of personal” M answered simply with a smile on his face. Amelia stared at him for the next few seconds before leaning forward on her table. There was no way she was going to turn on Harry even if these people could possibly beat him… Firstly, she didn’t know any of them, so it was kind of hard for her to place her trust in them. Secondly, she wasn’t a dumb bitch…

If her little coup d'etat failed then Harry would kill her and he wasn’t going to stop there… He would kill her niece too…

Though all of a sudden, the look on Alan’s face changed and before she could make a move, a red Spell struck her and she slumped down on the table. “What the fuck, Alan!?” M asked as he whirled around, looking startled. “I was having a chat with her if you didn’t notice” M added with a scowl. Though before Alan could say anything, Amelia’s body disappeared with a soft crack.

“The hell?” Agatha also jumped up in surprise. From their brief inspection, they knew there weren’t any extra Wards inside the room.

“It is useless now, she is already gone…” Alan slumped down, looking defeated. “I have been saying this from the start, this was a risk… An unnecessary risk. Now, Potter is going to know about us” Alan took off his cap and ran his fingers through his hair in frustration.

“Fuuuckkk….” Agatha groaned… “All of this is your fault, you sick pervert” Agatha screeched at Merlin.

“Wait, how was I supposed to know?” Merlin tried to defend himself, but glares from both Alan and Agatha seemed to shut him off. “Alright. Fine. It was my bad” Merlin decided to admit his mistake even though he still believed that it wasn’t his fault. “A pity, she really did have a nice rack” Merlin muttered with a sigh.

“Merlin!!” Both Alan and Agatha screamed at him in outrage…