Chapter 90: Hatching!
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She clutched it closer to her chest, "I didn't say that. I'm just curious to know why you seem so okay with giving it up."
I sat back down and shrugged. "Like I said before Princess, I don't care about fame or money. I'd happily trade away all my treasure-"
"Aha! So, there is a treasure!"
"-if it means I can get more knowledge," I finished.
"What a Ravenclaw thing to say," Daphne said with an eyeroll.
"That's because knowledge is real power. And unlike fame and money, it won't betray you as easily," I said before holding up a hand and creating a mana bolt.
Her eyes widened as she let out a gasp of surprise, "Ch-Charles y-you…"
I let the ball of magic dance on my fingertips, before dismissing it and summoning mana strings to create a spider web from some overhanging beams. For my final act, I used [Sneak] to disappear right in front of the stunned witch.
She quickly looked around trying to locate me, "Charles-eep!"
Reappearing behind her, I gently pushed her forward causing her to fall into the web.
Despite the strings themselves not having any adhesive properties, she still managed to get stuck. As she struggled to get out of the trap, I took back the sword, "As I said, knowledge is real power. It's the reason why I'm so willing to work with you Princess. So long as I can keep learning new interesting things, you can keep all the fame and wealth."
She immediately stopped struggling, as she gave me a searching look, "Just who are you really Charles?"
Giving her a smile, I swung the sword and cut the strings holding her up. "I'm just a boy. A boy who feels free for the first time in his life. I want to experience the world firsthand Daphne, not just what other people say it's like. The orphanage, Hogwarts, even Britain, they're so small compared to what's out there. There's still lands to be explored, knowledge to be uncovered, treasure to be found. Don't you feel the same?" I said, playing on her desire for adventure. I graciously extended a hand toward her.
She looked hesitant before finally taking my hand and standing up. Dusted her uniform and held out her hand palm up.
I handed her back the sword, only to have it pointed back at me, "Hey careful, that's a real sword."
She however only walked forward, causing me to backpedal, until I was standing at the edge of the docks. Holding my hands up, I gave her a nervous laugh, "Come on Princess, it was only a joke. You're not mad, are you?"
"No," she said emotionlessly before lowering the sword and using her hand to push me backwards.
I fell back into the water with a splash. Swimming back to the surface I shook my hair from side to side and looked to see Daphne crouching by the edge with her hand extended toward me. "You know, there are times when I don't know what to think about you. You can be charming and helpful one moment and a total mystery the next. There's so many secrets with you that it leaves my head spinning."
"Well if you want to know, there's only one real way to find out?" I said reaching out toward her, "Of course there's the chance you might not like what you find. Curiosity killed the cat after all."
We looked at each other for several seconds before she finally smirked and clasped my hand, "Then it's a good thing I'm not a cat."
"Well said Princess," I said with a laugh as I tightened my grip on her hand and gave her an impish smile.
Suddenly her eyes widened as she looked at our hands, "Charles, you better not- don't even think about it! I swear I'll seriously stab you with the sword-aaahhh!"
With a bit of strength, I pulled her into the water with me.
"Hahahahaha!" I laughed out loud.
"Charles, you prat!" she shouted, wiping her eyes and splashing water at my face.
I continued to laugh even as she beat on my chest with her fists.
[Increased closeness with Daphne Greengrass.]
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Main Hall:-
"Hey Charles, what do you think is better for my character," Lisa asked, holding up two drawings of the same bag except in different colors.
"What does it matter?" Michael muttered, with a mouthful of porridge. He looked away when the witch gave him the stink eye.
"I think the green Bag of Holding fits your character better," I said momentarily glancing up from my book, "You're getting really good at drawing clothes by the way."
"You really think so," she said excitedly, "see this is why I feel I can ask you. Your fashion sense is superb, unlike some people." The last part was directed at Michael who ducked his head.
Amazing. It's been weeks since I've introduced them to the game, and they were still making characters. They must have gone through eight characters each but had yet to complete a single quest.
"Hey, Charles we're having a pick-up game with the Slytherins later, you want to join," Terry said while stabbing a sausage.
I'm still not sure what caused it to happen, but lately a number of Slytherins and Ravenclaws have been spending an increasing amount of time together. At first, I thought Daphne had something to do with it, but even she didn't know what had sprung this newfound sense of comradeship.
"Sorry I can't, I have something to do today. Next time though, I promise," I said with an apologetic smile.
"Cool, I'll hold you to it."
At that moment a white owl flew in from the window and went to Gryffindor's side, specifically to Harry.
I gained a new perspective as Hermes, who stood perched on the rafter above them, shared his sight. They appeared to have gotten a note from someone.
It's hatching.
Ah, so the dragon egg was hatching today. Perfect.
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