[Mission completed: Cuck them all!]
[Reward 10 stats points. 30,000 SP]
[Having sex with a magical half-creature grants +2 int points for each type of sex (anal, vaginal)].
[Spirit]
Intelligence: 42 (+: 102,400)
Wisdom: 34 (+: 51,200)
Soul: 100 (+: 100)
'Semi-magical creature', Altair didn't want to think about what it would be like to be with a pure-blooded Veela.
He added the 10 points to Wisdom.
[Spirit]
Intelligence: 42 (+: 102,400).
Wisdom: 44 (+: 51,200)
Soul: 100 (+: 100)
His Mana was around 10,248 Evans points, equivalent to an average adult who had already completed his education.
'Still not enough,' The crazy sex earlier was incredible, yes, but he still didn't feel safe. "You won't be able to protect anyone," the air seemed to whisper in his ear. His wand was in his hand in milliseconds, a silent lumus illuminated the tip.
Empty.
"Am I going mad?" he wondered as he walked back to his bedroom.
The gargoyle asked and he answered correctly, as always.
A girl was studying, it was common to find eagles staying up late while reading.
She was a short, petite, common-looking girl, at least for the world Altair found himself in. She turned in his direction and her eyes widened comically as she identified him. She began to play with her hair as she shot him sensual glances.
'Why not,' he stifled the thought of 'All sluts,' as he approached the girl.
"How old are you?" he asked her.
"I'm twenty," 'One year older than me, it'll work'.
"Follow me," he told her as he walked to his private room. She followed him at once.
"Where are we going?", he didn't answer her question. In a few minutes, they arrived at his room.
"If you've heard Lavender speak, you know what will happen here," the girl's eyes sparkled with excitement.
"My name is-Ahh!", Altair threw her down on the bed.
'Why bother to listen to it? I won't remember it tomorrow'
[+2 int points]
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Lavender walked through the castle with a weight on her shoulders. Her boyfriend wasn't feeling well, and she didn't know what to do to improve his mood. She tried everything she could think of. Kissing, cuddling, deep throat, titfuck, vaginal, anal, she even tried sticking a finger in his anus. He refused.
'Someday.'
She shook her head as she walked out of the castle, maybe seeing the black lake would clear her head. The giant squid could blow her the answer to her dilemma, wouldn't that be amazing?
Soon she found a tree with a nice shade. She sat down on the grass and leaned her back against the tree trunk.
"I wish it were that easy," she whispered to the wind.
She closed her eyes as she put her mind to work.
More women. Altair had been thinking about more women lately, though the coven members had been unaffected.
'Could it be that he got bored of me?', the idea terrified her, deep down she knew it was a possibility. Altair was a sex god 'A demon,' she corrected herself. She was just a busty blonde. You could find hundreds in the magical world, she was replaceable. The very idea of finding someone similar to Altair gave her a chuckle. 'I'd have to search the entire universe. And still won't find anything' she thought tenderly.
"Bella, you shouldn't leave my room," Lavender had been looking after Altair's cat. After the attack on her boyfriend, he had left the little cat in her care. He seemed to want to put some distance between him and the animal. "Altair will be mad if you get hurt," a bandage covered the feline's stomach, who simply cocked her head to one side before placing a paw on Lavender's leg.
The blonde picked her up and took her into her lap.
"You're worried too?", in those moments she felt safe talking to the cat, she almost seemed to understand her words. "I think after he was attacked he realized that I'm no big deal...maybe he's looking to replace me." Bella bit his hand hard. "Ahh!" she yelped as the cat backed away from her. "I'm making this about me, aren't I?" she told her as she watched the ripples forming in the lake.
"My cousin is giving you a hard time?" a lovely male voice distracted her.
It belonged to a tall, slender blond man with gray eyes.
"What do you want Malfoy?", Lavender's day was bad enough without having to put up with the blond.
"Talk, just that," he speaks chivalrously. Lavender felt like throwing up just hearing his voice. She stood up as she planned to bolt away from the blond snob. "I don't recommend you do that. Crabbe and Goyle won't let you walk away. Sit down."
"Altair will tear you apart if you try anything funny," she threatened, she had full confidence in her boyfriend's abilities. It was one of the reasons she was starting to feel inadequate. 'Maybe he'll seek out stronger witches' she shook her head.
"Will he? I don't think so. Can you see this on my hand?", an onyx colored ring adorned her index finger. "I am the new heir of the House Black"
Lavender wasn't well versed in politics, but she knew of the power held by the Blacks, after all, Altair might be one of the people to hold the position of Lord.
"That doesn't chan-"
"It changes everything," Draco interrupted her, "Sometimes I forget your stupidity. The only good thing about you is your physique. Although those huge tits, they're too vulgar, I know people who can reduce their size, you will when you become my concubine."
"You're insane!" she took a step back when Draco made a gesture to hold her down.
"The only madness here was yours. When you decided to make that slave bond with Altair. Lucky for you, he's weak. He'll undo it if you ask."
"Which I will never do."
"Do you love your parents?" the question froze the blonde.
The answer was yes. Even if they had their disagreements, she loved them, her mother more than her father. Much more.
"No-"
"Yes. You have a week to make my cousin- agh! What the fuck? Fucking fucking cat!" the Black heir lost his composure when Bella scratched him in the eye, her long nails leaving a red line on the wizard's face.
Draco made a gesture to pull out his wand, Lavender already had hers out.
"Expelliarmus," she exclaimed pointing it at the blond's hand. "Don't you dare touch her," Altair charged her to take care of Bella, it was the little she could do at the moment.
"At our engagement feast, I'll make you eat that animal."
"There won't be any fucking engagement feast."
"I want to be nice, Lav."
"Don't call me that!" she shouted back.
"Maybe you need to get a reality check before you make a decision. The Black family has ways of disappearing people. Lord and Lady Brown disappear without a trace. If you don't do as I say, you'll read that shortly in the prophet," the boy spoke petulantly. "I will retire now. Give me my wand."
Lavender hesitated, she could feel the angry tears forming in her eyes. 'Bombarda,' she whispered in her mind, she could destroy his head with a single spell. The years in Azkaban would be worth it.
She closed her eyes as she surrendered. She is not a murderer. She threw the wand into the blond's hands.
"Bombarda," the wand shattered in midair, Lavender would regret this. Breaking a wand was about as low as it got in the magical world.
Draco's face turned white and then red. He looked about to pounce on her. For a moment he pondered whether to order Crabbe and Goyle to attack her, but he doubted the two imbeciles could beat her. He was bluffing at the beginning, they look intimidating but can barely hold their wand properly. Lavender wasn't strong, she was average actually, the two trolls were weak.
He turned around and walked quickly to the castle as he pulled out his W-Phone, he needed to talk to his father.
Lavender curled into a ball as she burst into tears. Feeling bad that Altair would replace her felt childish now. 'What if my parents really do die?' her chest sank with worry. 'All I can do is give myself to Malfoy? I don't want to, I don't want to, I don't want to. I love Altair. I'd rather die,' she opened her eyes as she went over that last thought.
"Bella," she called to the cat beside her, the latter giving her an uncomfortable look. "Do you think Altair will miss me if I die?" the cat hissed at her as she scratched her hand. "Well, I won't die. I'm sorry," she wiped away her tears as she sat up straight.
She looked out at the lake, it seemed calm now. Minutes passed, they turned into hours and the sky began to darken. Lavender had missed all her classes that day to gaze at the lake. She had intended to calm her mind, but the day had other plans. 'Fucking shitty day.' She got up, straightened her skirt, and cast a spell to fix her face.
She walked slowly to the castle. She passed a few students who shot her little looks, some of horror, some of envy.
"Altair!" she looked at her boyfriend, who was carrying some books, and her heart warmed with joy. She wanted so badly to hug him and tell him everything. "Can we talk?"
"Sorry, I have to go with Professor Evans," the boy dismissed her easily. She simply nodded as she gritted her teeth. He turned away 'he's just busy'. "Lav," she felt his hand on her shoulder. "I'll come to your common room tomorrow. We'll talk about what's bothering you," Altair kissed the back of her neck before leaving.
She gave him a tight hug that could end up breaking his ribs.