I'm Not A Stalker!

Sitting above the grey fog, Loki blankly looked into the distance wondering about what he was about to do while fidgeting with the ruby ring around his finger.

"It would've been better if I had Arrodes." Loki thought out loud and sighed at his misfortune.

"Well, hopefully, the Sefirah Castle keeps me safe."

Bringing the Topaz pendant into his hand, Loki finally held it loosely and let it still.

Once the pendant was still and no clear movement was apparent, Loki whispered in ancient Latin, wondering if he was crazy to perform such a divination in the Sefirah Castle.

Letting his astral body gaze into the Spirit world, Loki murmured.

"The headmaster is a Beyonder of the Spectator pathway."

"The headmaster is a Beyonder of the Spectator pathway."

"The headmaster is a Beyonder of the Spectator pathway."

…

"The headmaster is a Beyonder of the Spectator pathway."

Loki opened his eyes slowly and looked at the pendant, it was turning clockwise in the most vigorous motion he had ever seen.

'Damn, I've been living next to a spectator all this time.'

'Well, that explains all the coincidences.'

"The reason he's probably trying to form a story is because he wants to complete the Apoteosis ritual to ascend to a true god, and as far as I remember all he has to do is make a prophecy about the current times and as long as the current times follow his descriptions he will become a Sequence 0 Visionary after getting everything else."

"Now I have to remember, never to speak about 'Adam' or even think about 'Him' outside the Sefirah Castle in the future."

"Is there an organisation named the Psychological Alchemists in this world? Is there a Twilight Hermit Order too?"

"I need to get more Beyonders on board to learn about this world."

"Is it time to start the Tarot Club?"

Loki thought for a while and then picked up the pendant that was lying on the table in front of him.

"It is a good time to start the Tarot Club today."

"It is a good time to start the Tarot Club today."

"It is a good time to start the Tarot Club today."

…

"It is a good time to start the Tarot Club today."

The pendulum was spinning counter-clockwise but slowly which Loki took to mean that there was still something restricting him and would make it a bad time to start the club.

"What could be an obstacle?"

"Is there something I don't know?"

"Or is the obstacle just the Aurora Order chasing me down?"

Loki performed a divination again to check if the problem was the Aurora Order and he found the pendulum spinning slowly anti-clockwise.

"So they are the problem but there's also something else?"

Loki thought for a while but didn't understand what else could be the cause behind it not being a good time for him to start the club.

'Is it because there's a member of the future Tarot Club who cannot join right now?'

Loki quickly divined about it and found himself looking at a pendulum swinging clockwise.

'Looks like there are going to be troublesome members joining the club later.'

'Wait no, I got distracted.'

'I have to figure out what is 'Adam' trying to do.'

Loki thought for a while and then remembered a vague detail he had missed.

'Wasn't there a theft in the Gringotts Bank?'

'Didn't Dominic seem sure that there was something about it related to the thing that Fluffy is protecting in Hogwarts?'

'And since this is the story of Harry Potter it should be related to you-know-who?'

Loki closed his eyes and let his astral body float along in the spirit world.

"The item that was moved from Gringotts to Hogwarts that you-know-who attempted to steal."

"The item that was moved from Gringotts to Hogwarts that you-know-who attempted to steal."

"The item that was moved from Gringotts to Hogwarts that you-know-who attempted to steal."

…

"The item that was moved from Gringotts to Hogwarts that you-know-who attempted to steal."

Keeping his eyes closed Loki's vision suddenly shifted from the darkness of the Sefirah Castle to what he assumed was a vault at Gringotts.

A brown package barely two inches in size seemed to have been picked up by someone Loki recognised, Hagrid.

Just as Loki was about to give up learning more about the package his vision shifted once again, this time moving to the mirror Loki had seen during the winter.

The mirror of Erised.

He saw Albus Dumbledore standing in front of the mirror and holding what appeared to be a black crystal skull from whose eyes blood leaked and fell to the floor.

Under Loki's persistent gaze, Albus slowly sent the crystal into the mirror, vanishing it without a trace as if it never existed.

Dumbledore waved his wand and caused the droplets of blood that had fallen to the floor to vanish and walked away, breaking Loki's vision of the scene, and returning him to the familiar darkness of the Sefirah Castle once again.

'Why did he not take any Anti-divination steps to ensure no one would figure out where the object was?' Loki immediately thought.

'Unless he wants a specific person to know about it and come to get it.'

'It's a trap.'

'A trap specifically designed for someone.'

'So is the Aurora Order and you-know-who colluding together to get that skull?'

'But then what is the skull with blood dripping from it? Is that skull a Beyonder characteristic?'

'Which pathway is it from? It should be the Pathway that you-know-who is from if it is meant to bait him right?'

'If it is a Beyonder characteristic, that means you-know-who is still not a True God or even an Angel. But if it is a Uniqueness of his pathway that means he's at least a King of Angels.'

'He's dangerous for me either way.'

'Can I divine about it? No, unless I know the divination isn't harmful to me I shouldn't push my luck.'

'I might be becoming a stalker with how much I'm using divination to check on things.'

Loki thought with a sigh and teleported back to his room after leaving the Sefirah Castle.

With him back in the room, Loki looked at the Niffler who was patiently writing poems in the Niffler language he had created.

'If I'm going to be fighting, shouldn't this brat that keeps getting fatter like a chicken also learn how to fight?'

Loki pulled Sunny by the nape of his neck and the scholarly Niffler that had somehow gotten a pair of small glasses on its nose looked at him with frustration.

*Squeak* *Squeak*

"Yes, I know you need to write poems at Midnight to digest the potion, but you're going to learn how to fight with me, so that you are useful for something at the very least. All you do is sit around in my room all day and get fatter."

*Squeak* *Squeak* *Squeak*

"No, I don't believe a Midnight poet must have a nice round and fat belly, come on, let's practice fighting together from now on."

With the lazy Niffler finally practising with Loki a new part was added to his already busy routine leaving him very little time to sleep so he developed dark circles around his eyes, giving him a cute panda look that Hermione always teased him about whenever they met.

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