Chapter 93

"Well… that was very kind of them. Is there any possible reason you could think of that I wasn't told of this via some correspondence after I came back to the wizarding world?" Harry inquired, noticing that Lucius was feeling far more forthcoming with information now.

"I suppose a lot of people expect you to take up that seat upon your maturity, until which it'll remain inactive. That could have been a reason why you weren't informed. I'm unsure of any other reasons...but I could look into it for you," Lucius offered.

Harry smiled. "That'd be very kind of you, Mr. Malfoy. And as for your question, I suppose I do intend to take a few years to just learn about this new world before entering into any political scene. In the meantime though, I'd love to come to the Wizengamot someday and see how it all works."

"Of course. It'd be my pleasure to show you around," Lucius said with a smile, "But for now, I'm afraid I must ask you to excuse me. Please do enjoy the evening." He turned around and walked off to greet the man Daphne Greengrass stood with.

Harry smiled and took down Gamer's Mind. That had gone remarkably well. He'd managed to get an in on the Dark Side. That was going be extremely helpful in the process of completing the work of his parents and helping the wizarding world.

He was going to take out blood purism from the inside.

As Harry downed another few mocktails, more than a few people came up to him to say hello and shake his hand. Harry happily tolerated them since they were all quite polite about it. Some others who came over were foreign diplomats who wanted to introduce themselves to Harry. Once, even the Minister came over to talk to him, of which there were a few pictures snapped by the press photographer who was making rounds of the ballroom.

It wasn't too long before another Malfoy came over, this time the younger one.

Looking a bit worried, Draco asked, "What did you say to father? He's been acting a bit strange. Did he suspect anything about you not being a…you know…"

"No. It's all fine. I handled it," Harry simply said.

"That's great," said Draco looking visibly relieved, "Now listen, there's this backstage room in which the performing band is getting ready right now. It's Celestina Warbeck and the Snidgets, and they want to meet you! Do you want to go?"

Harry, who was genuinely starting to get bored, agreed as fast as he could.

Together they went out of the ballroom through a side corridor and looped back towards the room assigned to the band to practice and lounge around in. Once they reached the door, Draco made some excuses about how he had to entertain guests and went back off to the ballroom. Harry opened the door and stepped in.

It was unlike anything Harry had ever seen.

The entire room was lit by a floating neon pink orb of light. One corner of the room was filled with instruments spewing out music, and the other was so filled with smoke that Harry could barely see through it. It seemed to be taking the shape of random animals before dissipating. In the middle of the room, just over a dozen people were dancing like a single undulating mass.

Lounging on a divan to the side was the woman who was the most famous of the three in the band, Celestina Warbeck. Unlike the other two who seemed to be all ready for the night ahead, her dress for the performance at the ball lay to the side and she was clad in a translucent nightgown. Her head was nodding in sync with the music.

Her face lit up in a smile when she saw Harry. "Harry! Come on over now!" she said, patting the space beside her.

He went over and took a seat beside her on the divan, watching the people dancing on the floor. "So why did you call me over, Miss Warbeck?" he asked the witch, who was now sipping on a tumbler of firewhiskey.

"Just thought you'd be getting bored of old men trying to talk you to death. Merlin knows that I have some idea how bad that can be," she chuckled, "Its New Year's Eve, you should be having fun."

"Well, thank you very much for that," Harry said with a smile, "So…I'm here…what do I do now?"

She eyed her tumbler before looking at Harry. "Wanna take a sip."

Harry raised an eyebrow. "Forgive me, Miss Warbeck, but I'm extremely underage."

"Come on Harry. There's a lot crazier stuff to do in the Wizarding World than drink underage. The last guy I slept with used to turn his clothes into stone just to try to bulk up. Did it because I told him he was a fat slob once. Wanted to impress me," Celestina said.

"So did he? Impress you?"

"Oh hell no. I left him three days after the first time he did it. Too desperate. So, don't you wanna have your first drink?"

"I think I'll pass," Harry replied as he laughed out loud.

Their conversation was getting the attention of the crowd of people. The music had been turned down and one of the girls in the band came to the forefront with a grin on her face.

"Wait a minute. You're telling me that you, Harry Potter, haven't had a drink? Ever?"

Harry nodded warily.

"This is a momentous occasion then. Let's make it a bit more interesting for you. Most of us got knocked out when we had our first drink of firewhiskey, right?" There was a collective mumble of agreement from the crowd. "So what I propose is that if our Boy Who Lived here manages to down FIVE shots of firewhiskey on his FIRST time drinking and not pass out, he gets a kiss from Tina. Tina, are you game?"

Celestina nodded with a grin.

The crowd started chanting, "DO IT! DO IT!"

Ping!

Quest Alert!

Impress the lady and the crowd.

Rewards,

3000 exp

A kiss

Failure,

Don't be a pussy. Accept the quest.

YES/NO?

Harry shrugged. Why the heck not. Pressing yes, he activated Gamer's Mind and made a quick little plan of how he would do this without getting hammered out of his mind.

"Alright. Alright. I'll do this. But I'm not going to have to be the one to explain to Professor Snape what happened if I pass out."

Harry almost chuckled as the crowd immediately quietened.

"Nonsense. Even if you pass out, we'll just throw a sobering potion down your throat and Enervate you. You'll be fine." Celestina assured as the crowd cheered back up again.

A small table was set up and five shots of pure firewhiskey were poured out. Harry was feeling a bit unsure of what he was doing when he saw the smoke rise out of the shot glasses.

Steeling himself and pulling up the skill he planned to use, he picked up a glass and raised it. "To new adventures on a new year," he toasted and downed it.

His insides exploded with a burning sensation and he could feel the smoke pouring out of his ears. He was getting light headed. Fast. Deciding that this might be the right time to start enacting his plan, he opened up his minimized status.

Harry Potter Lv- 10 (Status: Intoxicated)

HP:525/525

MP:300/300

He poured his mana into his own blood and activated his healing ability.

Ping!

Do you wish to heal - Status:Intoxicated

YES/NO?

Harry mentally chose yes and felt the burn and the lightheadedness fade away.

"Still going hun?" Celestina asked.

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