C262 Bad Guy Meeting

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While Kamar-Taj decided to hold off on their attack, a meeting was being held in the Minister's Mansion.

In a dark room with a large table stood multiple high-level officials from the Minister's office, including the Minister Hortensia Milliphutt herself, along with a few sorcerers that managed to survive against the might of Kamar-Taj.

Each one of them had something in common with each other, and that was the corruption showing on their cracked blackish-purple faces.

A wide and square golden cauldron rests in the center of the table where each individual can peer inside.

Suddenly, a deep and monstrous voice fills the room, yet none of the occupants have opened their mouths.

"There better be good news." The voice says irritably. "You have all kept me waiting long enough!"

The cauldron on the table shakes with every word, splashing out a small amount of silver liquid held inside.

Everyone in the room flinches and looks away like scolded children. None of them knowing how to calm their raging Master.

"P-please wait just another day!" One of the former members of Kamar-Taj begs with reverence in his eyes.

"Yes, we only need one more day to set up the ritual. Thanks to the help of the Wand wavers, we've been able to substitute the rest of the needed ingredients." Another sorcerer says.

Although that man just earned them some bonus points in front of a very scary being, many of the wizards and witches in the room bristled at the term wand waver.

Every time one of these pretentious muggle magic users says wand waver, it's as if they're looking down on them and their society, which has formed a sort of divide in their little group of Mindless Ones.

"We've told you not to call us that!" Hortensia exclaims as she stared at the sorcerers venomously. "We are witches and wizards! Address us properly."

A couple of sorcerers flat out start chuckling at the wand waving Ministers' outburst.

"Hehe, you are a witch alright." One of them mutters between laughs just loud enough for everyone in the room to hear.

"You make fun of us, yet you call yourself sorcerers. It's not much different, really." One of the Wizards in the room comments with a scoff.

Soon, the sorcerers in the room bristled and glared hatefully at the wizards and witches as well.

"That is enough!" The booming monstrous voice from earlier fills the room once again.

Hearing the voice of the scariest being they've ever met, every person in the room shut their mouth as quickly as possible.

"You have all been nothing but a disappointing annoyance that I'm forced to deal with!" The monstrous voice says and suddenly everyone in the room starts feeling a sharp throbbing pain in their heads. "If I don't see the succulent globe of earth ready to be devoured within the next 24 hours, I will take away your free will and turn you into true Mindless Ones."

As the voice disappeared, the pain slowly faded away, leaving everyone in the room a panting mess.

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While Tom was waiting for Lord Potter to finish gathering information and contact him, he went over to his mother's chambers and found her sitting on the sofa reading a mystery novel.

"Hello, Mother." Tom says with a wave as he strolls in and lays down on the couch across from her.

"Hey, do you need anything?" The Ancient One asks as she snaps her book shut, knowing Tom wouldn't give her the silence needed to enjoy it.

"Yes, I want to know what your plan is for Dormammu." Tom asks.

"Why do you ask?" She asks with a raised brow. "If everything goes as we wish it to go, we won't have to deal with Dormammu now if ever at all."

Hearing his mother's words, Tom rolled his eyes and even let out a small scoff.

"We both know that's nothing but wishful thinking. Sure, we could delay Dormammu or even stop him completely, but nothing goes completely as planned." Tom rants a bit, causing his mother to roll her eyes as well.

"Yes, but it never hurts to think hopefully. I'm prepared either way after all." She tells him.

"I know that, but I have a feeling we'll be facing Dormammu sooner than we think, which is why I'm asking what your plan is?" Tom asks again.

"Is this due to your future knowledge?" She asks and doesn't receive an answer. "Fine, I plan to use the time stone and convince him to leave peacefully."

"So, you stole your former successors plan, huh? Did you even do anything but laze around during the time I was running Kamar-Taj?" Tom says with an annoyed pout.

Yeah, he expected her to use that plan, as she knew it would work based on her future knowledge, but Tom hoped she would have some other plans just in case.

"No, not really~" The Ancient One says with a teasing smile.

Although she says that, The Ancient One truly has spent countless hours tweaking her successors plan and adding failsafe after failsafe. She even has a backup plan that would sacrifice her life if needed, but she would never tell that to Tom.

Even with her newfound immortality, he would still worry and she didn't want that.

Cursing obscenities and muttering small remarks about his mother's baldness, Tom leaves the room and heads off to bed.

He feels like he'll need the sleep for whatever is about to go down tomorrow.