Volume 1

- It was quite unexpected. I pulled contentedly, stroking Xiao Ning's buttock and enjoying a slight languor throughout my body. - I didn't think that you would decide to take the initiative yourself. I said simply, glad that my training plan had finally borne fruit. Even if the girl could not accept my sadism, masochism is too contrary to her nature, but after a month of almost daily practice, she really adjusted to me.

And her outburst today... for the first time, the girl herself showed some initiative in our relationship. And I even liked it, it's always nice when your actions bring results, and then there's a similar surprise. And even if the reasons for this behavior of the girl are not the result of my efforts, but I know how to accept gifts. Moreover, the gift came from my mother.

Yes, Narcissa did do something for the parents of my toy. Something that the girl herself began to treat her sale much easier. This, in fact, is where all the changes in the girl's behavior come from, such as great humility and even a certain contentment with her fate. The Chinese, what else can you say. In their culture, it is very prestigious to "sacrifice yourself to the clan." And Xiao Ning just became such a victim, being sold for political gain.

The situation is also aggravated by the fact that the girl's family is not some kind of refugees, but quite a side branch of a large Chinese family that moved to magical England for some political reasons. I don't know the exact reasons yet, in my time England was much more conservative, foreigners were not welcome here from the word at all. And in the new realities of the political and secular life of the country, I have not yet scrolled enough to fully understand the situation.

But not the point, the main thing is that the girl still accepted me as her partner, and now it's much easier for me to live with my curse. In some moments, I even begin to like it. Nevertheless, sexual stamina and constant readiness for action are more of a plus than a minus, especially if there is a permanent partner for bed pleasures… Although I'm already a little ashamed to ask Snape for birth control. He looks at me too eloquently.

- I'll think about your request, but I won't promise anything. I am not the head of the family to throw away such promises. - Stretching my whole body sweetly, I calmly replied, expressing only some helplessness in this matter. Still, Xiao Ning's request-hint was really out of my power.

What exactly was the girl's request? The answer is banal, she, or rather her family, decided to pull another girl to a warm place. To be more precise, Zhou Chang, the daughter of the chief Chinese diplomat. As far as I understand, Tom really lacks the support of someone from the purebred families of England to promote his ideas and proposals. And I don't even want to understand the intricacies of these Chinese people's relationships. I understood the essence of the request, estimated the possible benefits and losses, the rest is not so important.

It is much more important now to correctly convey this request to the mother and let her already think about all this. My voice doesn't mean anything yet anyway. In such complex and important issues, my opinion is not quoted at all now, I can't even influence my parents. But the question turns out to be really complicated, almost like a political marriage, but without marriage and beneficial only to one side… At first sight. There is really a need to understand the situation, but certainly not for me.

As long as my father is alive, I'm not going to meddle in my own family's affairs on principle. Lucius copes well with the multiplication of the wealth of the family, so let him continue to try while he can. Even though I'm not going to get rid of my own father right now, but I have a plan to eliminate him already. After the third course, it will be possible to get rid of this ulcer. Now there are more important things to do.

One of those things is self–development. Nevertheless, I assess myself sensibly, it is within the framework of the Hoag that I am at the top of the food chain. No seventh-year student can compare with me in magical power, I'm not talking about skills at all. There are no geniuses in the current generation who squeezed out just wild results and forced the rest to maintain a decent pace of learning. It was in Tom's time, almost every course had a couple of magicians who devoted themselves to magic and learning new things.

But even so, the older generation, and the same professors and parents of current students, are no longer much inferior to me, and some are frankly superior. The fathers and mothers of the current students lived in too turbulent a time, so that a couple of dozen killer spells and curses were not deposited in their arsenal. But some of them also managed to participate in military operations.

Against their background, my abilities in magic may not fade, but it will be difficult for me to stand out from the crowd… Not to mention my ancestral gifts and phenomenal talent in mental magic. Given this advantage, I can really be considered a capable and even a strong wizard, but I don't want to go out just because of this.

I am much more inspired by pure superiority in everything in general. Whether it's a magic reserve, skill in charms or transfiguration, or the speed of creating spells. I want to surpass others in everything… But for this you need to work. Work hard. Not everyone, in principle, is able to withstand the load that I have already set myself, but this is just the beginning.

Despite all my training, access to the ancestral library, albeit somewhat limited due to the fact that I can only get books through my parents, as well as decent talent both in magic in general and in individual disciplines… Without practice and training, it doesn't really matter. And Albus is a living example of that.

Every day, at least at breakfast and dinner, I have the honor to personally feel all the power that the old wizard has accumulated over the years of his life. It's the rest of us who are guided by his image of the old man-God's dandelion, not seeing his true power under the disguising charms, if not for the rare radiance of his eyes, many might even forget that Albus is a Great magician. I perfectly feel the invisible pressure that the old man emits. There is not even any magic needed to understand this, a sensitive person will simply "feel" someone else's power over his own life…

But Dumbledore does not possess even a tenth of the potential that the past Draco and Tom put into me. He has no ancestral gifts, he has some talent in transfiguration and mental magic, but this is not the same at all. He also did not have a huge ancestral library, as far as I know, the current director comes from a pure–blooded, but rather simple family. You can safely say that he achieved his strength himself. Yes, Flamel managed to be noted in his fate, but even before their meeting, Albus was considered a very gifted wizard, almost a genius…

Yes, despite my hatred towards the director, despite my contempt for him as a person… I respect Albus as a really strong magician. In a sense, he is my idol. Not as big as the same Flamel or Slytherin, but I admit that I have a lot to learn from the director. And now it's not so much about magic as about the approach to one's own development.

I'm also going to work on myself, like a muggle in the field, but I'm going to become a really Great magician. Moreover, I have already outlined my path to immortality. The first trip to the rescue room in this life allowed me to enrich myself with a whole shelf of books on metamorphism. And all these books led me to one simple thought: with the proper level of magical energy, a trained metamorph can live for thousands of years ... training manuals are attached.

In general, yes, with due diligence, and I have plenty of it, I should not be afraid of death from old age. And that's a lot... but not all. It remains to figure out how to avoid death from the rest of the dangers of this world and you can relax at all ... Eh, dreams are dreams.