Chapter 92

Harry sipped on the mulled apfelwein as he looked around the ballroom.

After they'd arrived, everyone had gone after their parents, and Snape had sulked off to greet people around the hall. Harry had picked up his drink from the bar, carefully avoiding the age line drawn around the part serving alcoholic beverages, and sat down at one of the stools and turned towards the raised podium at one end of the hall, upon which Lucius Malfoy was addressing his guests.

"...most productive year in terms of ministry legislation. And finally, the House of Malfoy thanks you for your presence at this celebration on this evening. May all of you have the best of new years. Please, enjoy."

The blonde haired man stepped down from the podium to the applause of the crowd. The instruments started playing themselves and the dulcet tunes floated through the massive hall as people started mingling with each other.

Harry caught sight of Lucius Malfoy coming towards him.

Snapping down Gamer's Mind and planning out what he'd say, he fixed a small smile on his face, prepared to act as much like a trainee dark lord as he could.

'The things I do in the name of helping people,' he thought to himself.

In preparation, he cast an observe.

Lucius Malfoy

Lv-36

HP-14400/14400

MP-8000/8000

Race-Wizard

Str-18

Vit-25

Dex-28

Int-39

Wis-20

Luc-21

Lucius Abraxas Malfoy is a dark wizard and blood supremacist. He has a distinct dislike for light oriented politicians. He is an active politician himself and is one of the richest purebloods in Europe. Lucius has been collecting political capital since his master died, hoping for a new dark leader to come take his spot. He is a decent duelist and is an alcoholic.

Lucius is hoping Harry will prove open and accepting to dark side ideology and politics. If that fails, he wishes to manipulate him to get the support of the Potter name.

Gulping down the remaining apfelwein in his flute, Harry placed it on the bar and got to his feet to shake hands with the host of the evening.

"Good evening Mr. Malfoy." Harry said, taking the man's tight handshake the best he could. "Please give my compliments to Mrs. Malfoy, sir. Everything looks fantastic tonight."

"I'm sure Narcissa will be pleased to hear that Mr. Potter. So, how has your first year back in the wizarding world been?" Lucius asked, his tone pleasant. But Harry's keen eyes easily caught the subtle hunger in the aristocrat's eyes. He could tell that he was looking for some remnant of his old master in the one who vanquished him.

"It's a lovely place, Mr. Malfoy, although I haven't seen much of it yet. I hope to rectify that next summer," Harry said.

"And Hogwarts? I hear that you are doing quite well in your classes."

"I suppose so. There are better students, of course, Draco's pretty good, and Hermione Granger does better than even me."

Lucius's smile fell. "Ah yes. About the…muggleborn. Draco tells me that you've grown close to that particular witch from your house. You see Mr. Potter…outsiders to our ways won't benefit you much in our society. Perhaps you should choose your friends more wisely?" His tone was distinctly colder this time.

Harry forced himself to keep smiling. It was time to break out a new trick he'd been practicing for a while now.

He'd seen how Dumbledore's magic seemed to make people around him lightheaded sometimes. Hermione had once said that being as powerful as he was, Dumbledore's magic had an almost physical presence, affecting those around him without the Headmaster even knowing. Harry had thought about how useful a tool that would make for intimidation and influence.

Unfortunately, Harry's magic hadn't even fully matured yet, so he couldn't do anything like that.

Fortunately, he soon realized, he could fake it.

Harry sent out his mana into the bloodstream of Lucius Malfoy, sweeping through his veins and leeching into his heart…and he pulled, activating blood control.

It was difficult, much more difficult than any blood control he'd ever done, because of both Malfoy being a grown wizard with his own magic, and because what Harry was doing needed much more finesse than anything he had ever done previously.

What Dumbledore's magic did unconsciously, Harry was doing consciously, and with not an insignificant amount of concentration.

Lucius's blood flow slowed ever so slightly in his veins, triggering the symptoms of low blood pressure. This started making him lightheaded, just as it would if he was in front of someone with a staggering amount of magical power.

"I've never really appreciated the way some people presume to tell me who I should and should not talk to…it is so…presumptuous, wouldn't you agree?" Harry asked, using his blood control to drive in his point.

Lucius's knees almost buckled and he swayed on the spot. "My goodness…" he whispered, almost inaudibly. And just as fast he'd started it, Harry ended his blood control.

Ping!

Skill leveled up due to highly controlled use!

Branch A-Remomancy has evolved into 4 separate Branches!

Wandless Magic Lv- 10 (11%)

Allows you to control your magic in without a conduit. You can try to use it in anyway you wish and it will obey your every command. Has various discoverable branches.

Branches:

Hydromancy: Allows you to control water in any form.

Cost-70 MP per minute

Pyromancy: Allows you to control fire in any form.

Cost-60 MP per minute

Geomancy: Allows you to control earth in any form.

Cost-90 MP per minute

Aeromancy: Allows you to control air in any form.

Cost-80 MP per minute

Harry waved the screen away and fixed a smile on Lucius, who was still composing himself.

"O-of course not My L-Mr. Potter." Lucius stuttered out, in reply to Harry's question.

Harry had caught his slip. He'd almost called him 'My Lord'. Harry couldn't help but feel simultaneously disturbed at being compared to his parents' murderer and victorious for having successfully intimidated one of the most powerful men in the country.

There was a moment's silence.

"So have you thought of how you'll handle your Wizengamot seat Mr. Potter?" Lucius asked, once he had caught his breath.

"Wizengamot seat?" Harry asked, genuinely curious. The Potter family didn't have one as far as he knew.

"You aren't aware?" Lucius seemed a bit surprised. "The Wizengamot granted the Potter family a seat due to exemplary services towards the wizarding world rendered by you, Harry James Potter, in 1983, two years after you vanquished the Dark Lord."

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