Inheritance

The first of the items.

a magic circle.

one so ever familiar.

the one he had dreamed about.

storing that in his pocket, the suitcase he was holding rattled, revealing Nagi, who had an attraction to one of the items.

he would have to do extensive research on this magic circle later.

the next was.... a note?

"23 Rosemary street, Nockturne alley."

the next was a small cloak."

"Wow, would you look at that?"

the black mystic piece of cloth that shone like a nights sky was shown

"I know this cloak all too well." Newt scoffed "It belongs to a stage three dementer."

"Stage 3?" Mylo said "Wouldnt that mean..."

"Yes, this isn't some cloth from some common dementor. it had probably evolved."

Magical beasts were divided into three categories, being Stage 1, Stage 2, Stage 3, Stage 4

same with spells and potions, but they go all the way up to 7 or more.

Stage 1 represented little threat to muggles and wizards

Stage 2 represented a large threat to muggles but medium to wizards

Stage 3 represented Catastrophic to muggles and incredibly dangerous to wizards

Stage 4 represented Calamity to both.

Stage 4 is a length only the mightiest of creatures, such as hydra's dragons and basilisks can dream of reaching

"I once got kissed by a stage 3 dementor... it didn't feel too good. it wasn't as good as a kisser as your grandmother-"

"Grandad..."

Dementors raised by the ministry are normally staged 2-3 this dementor cloth should be around early stage 3.

when monsters reach a certain level, such as 2 or 3, they can "evolve" to speak. A dementer can become a withered dementor, with the power to wither, or strengthen its abilities.

in Nagi's case, it's growing a new head and gaining a new magical property.

"I see," Mylo said

Mother, what are you hiding?

Mylo's fingertips touched the cloth

"Hail the deathly hallows"

A voice surrounded him, but it disappeared as quickly as it came

"Grandfather, did you hear that?"

"Hear what, m'boy?"

"Nevermind."

one of the items that Nagi was interested in was a small bottle with an unidentifiable red liquid in it.

that needed research as well.

and then the last.

it seemed to be.... a book.

a dusty old book.

but with the gifts left, this was probably valuable as well.

storing that, Mylo looked towards his silent grandfather

"Let's go."

Newt nodded "Let's go."

(AN: Ok google, play Ramones – Hey Ho, Let's Go)

the minecart ride back was boring, and within 10 minutes, they were out.

"Let's go get your school supplies-"

"Wait, grandad."

"hm?" Newt turned around "What's wrong?"

"Mother, she left a note with an address."

"I see, where is it."

"Knockturn alley."

Newt gave a sigh

"Where is it?"

"23 rosemary street"

"Stay behind me, ok?"

the route to knockturne alley was near Gringotts.

the once-bustling streets suddenly became empty and desolate.

somebody was watching them, the hairs on the back of Mylo's neck were raised

"Indeed, you do have good eyes," Newt muttered

"Expelliarmus!" A voice came from behind them

"Protego!" Newt's wand flickered as a shield of bright blue energy blocked the red blast incoming towards them "Avis!" The wand speed of Newt was way faster than the cloaked figure as a group of shaped beaked birds appeared in the sky " Oppugno!"

The birds suddenly became aggressive as they shot towards the man with lightning speed.

"Shit-" The man suddenly apparated away , causing Newt to give a soft sigh

"An African Stone moulder always does the trick."

several eyes drifted away seeing the strong mage next to the disabled boy.

walked down several complex streets and turns, they got to the shop without a hitch

"Wojeski's items." A shop was shown.

opening the door to the shop, a man greeted them

"Welcome, are you buying or selling-"

his eyes locked on me

"You remind me of something... or someone. who are you?"

Mylo didn't know how to respond, so the newt took the lead.

"This was a note given by his mother on about this store." Newt passed it over to the shopkeeper

"This-" His eyes went open, before it he somberly said, "You are Mylo, correct?"

"How did you know my name?"

"I know a lot of things." The shopkeeper said, "Follow me."

he went into the backrooms, as Newt looked at me

"We might be walking into the trap... but have faith in me, ok? I'm strong."

"That isnt reassuring."

Newt took the lead, as mylo followed.

the backrooms were spacious and cleaned by brooms and sticks that floated around via magic.

on the desk, a wand was shown

"Your mother.. she was like a sister to me. she told me to give you this wand." The man said as he gave the wand to Mylo

"My best craft. made with Dementors cloak, darkened redwood and flexible..." The Shopkeeper said "And best of all, untraceable. when your mother told me to make the wand, she said to make it untraceable, as it would "Help you."

Mylo was freaked out. did his mother possess clairvoyance or a way to view the future?

gulping, mylo picked up the wand.

it fit his hand perfectly, almost like it was handcrafted personally to his hand

"Cool heh? test it out, see if the wand accepts you as the master."

A light-filled the room,as Mylo chanted

"Expelliarmus!" A powerful red beam shot out and destroyed several merchandises stocked on the shelves

"NOOO, MY GOODS!" The man cried before his attitude changed "On a different note, it seemed that your wand fits perfectly."

The sound of coughing filled the room, as powerful bouts of coughing rang through the room like music.

the coughs got more and more violent

"Mylo? are you alright?"

Coughing on his hand, a small amount of blood was resting on his hand.

"Im fine..." Mylo said before the man gave a small look of pity.

"You should take him home. when Lustria did this for the first time.... it wasn't pretty"

Lustria.

what a pretty name.