Chapter 144 : Auction 2
As Dumbledore stepped forward to commence the auction, the room buzzed with anticipation. Witches and wizards from far and wide leaned forward eagerly, their eyes fixed on the coveted vials of Squib potion displayed before them.
With a calm and measured voice, Dumbledore began the proceedings, outlining the rules and procedures for the bidding. As he spoke, the excitement in the room palpably grew, each attendee eager to secure their chance to possess this remarkable potion.
"Today is a very important day for the entire wizarding world,"
"For today, we have a solution to a problem which has plagued the magical world for the longest time. Many lives have been ruined because of it and many families have been torn.
Many children have suffered through ages becuase of this. But today we have a solution. For the first time in wizarding history, we have a way to cure a Squib.
From now on, there won't be a child without the grace of magic just becuase he wasn't born with it. " Dumbledore started his speech and everyone had to say that the old man was really good at giving speeches.
This auction was not only important for Fudge but also for Dumbledore. Having the full right to conduct the auction however he likes, shows just that Orion is under his wing. This makes his own faction stronger.
Right now maybe Orion doesn't have any political power but his names carry influence, this name Dumbledore can use for himself.
It's too bad that Orion hardly cares about the white and dark sides. Manipulating... I mean teaching Rose in comparison to Orion is much easier. A little talk here and a little affection there works for him.
Orion is strange in many ways, even after not having any parents or guidance he doesn't care about this kind of affection.
That boy is just too departed from this kind of thing, he is just a little too independent. Living in a forest for 5 to 6 years alone when he was only 5 years old.
Dumbledore really didn't know what to say, he tried to influence him but nothing got inside that boy's head besides what he wanted to do.
Extremely hard-headed and driven personality. It's just hard to...hmm control him.
"From today, the wizarding world finally has a solution for Squibss. From today there won't be any squibs who will suffer. There will only be Wizards and Witches."
Orion definitely called the old man racist but first, it's only 1993 right now and second, it's the wizarding world we are talking about here, which usually runs around 400 to 500 years behind the modern world.
"The Squib Potion was created by the same student who wrote the 'A Chaotic Core'.
Orion D. Ambrosius is just a 2nd year student in Hogwarts, only 12 years old this year. And he has already given us the most revolutionary invention in magical history after the Floo system. " Dumbledore said, making sure that he said Orion's name right.
Orion specifically told him not to mess up at that.
"Unfortunately, Orion himself couldn't attend to the auction as he had some urgency to attend to.
But he gave me a small note to read out in his absence," Dumbledore took out a small paper. A magically enhanced paper in which the words will only appear at a certain time and certain occasion.
"I was thinking of using normal language but FUCK..." Dumbledore immediately stopped.
Everyone stops, all of them are aware of Orion's nasty tongue when it comes to colourful language.
Dumbledore was about to put the paper away but another line appeared in the paper.
'Read or our deal is off,'
Twitch.
"Fuck That," Dumbledore said with a straight face. Earning gasps from the audience but they didn't say anything. McGonagall was livid on the side.
"That BOY...
"I am Orion D Ambrosius. Others don't know but I was born Quirkless... I mean a Squib." Nothing appears in the paper for a second, making Dumbledore stop in confusion, 'is that it !.
Others didn't say anything like waiting for more.
...
Suddenly the voice came but it was not Dumbledore talking. The paper he was holding turned into a face and flew up. Very similar to a howler. Orion actually wanted to use this earlier but then how else did he make Dumbledore curse in front of others?
"Why So Serious..." Said the flying paper face.
"If just lack of magic could have stopped me then you guys wouldn't have been here now, would ya...
Not having magic was not a limitation but was a motivation...
I know what you think...
What A Clown, saying something like this. Well maybe you are not thinking this, but only becuase it's me saying these words.
HAHAHAHA.
I used to think my life was a tragedy, but now I realize it's a comedy. One turn, that all it takes to change it all.
People ask me after kicking me down, why are you laughing? I never reply just smiled at them.
They laugh at me because I am different. I smile back because they all are the same.
But that's fine. It's not like I have something special besides an overwhelmingly positive attitude and drive to establish others wrong. I promise!
So yeah, life sucks and I got the fucker good. And I'm gonna do it again, believe it.
But not for free, never do anything you are good at for free!
But until then wizarding world.
HOLD MY BEER.
HAHAHAHAHAHA."
After that, the paper blasted into miniature fireworks. Making Dumbledore's eye twitch in irritation and others' jaws drop.
There was muttering in the entire hall and slight laughter among those who had read Orion's book.
'He did that on purpose,' Dumbledore thought with irritation, how he had to curse in front of everyone.
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The first bid was cast, setting off a flurry of activity as eager participants vied for the opportunity to claim a vial for themselves. Offers flew back and forth, each bid raising the stakes and fueling the fervour of competition.
Potion masters like Snape and Slug Greenhorn watched intently, they too wanted a sample to test, but seeing the limited potion bottle and the drastically reduced purchasing power of British pure-blood thanks of one greedy mother*cker. They kept quiet, not like they can do anything else.
Hogwarts professors kept, recognizing the significance of this groundbreaking creation. Alongside many more who wanted to see the potion work in front of their own eyes.
Minister Fudge observed the proceedings with a shrewd eye, his presence adding an air of authority to the auction, well only to the people who came from outside, the British mage knew the reality.
After all his entire power comes from his position as the minister and currently he is in a very shaky place.
As bids climbed higher and higher, the tension in the room mounted, and each participant determined to emerge victorious.
With each successive bid, the value of the Squib potion soared, a testament to its rarity and potential.
Who will be getting the money for this, Orion get 80%. 20% will be given to the ministry and Hogwarts.
Actually, Orion wasn't even present when this arrangement took place, Dumbledore did it. Of course, Orion wouldn't have left even a penny if he had been present.
But he wasn't there, he had to leave everything mid-way, even this auction he planned and much of its profit. Just to go and save his hand.
Dumbledore pulled a fast one here, but still Orion doesn't care about money right now. He now has enough of that to even purchase Queen's Palace.
Witches and wizards eagerly raised their paddles, their determination unwavering as they sought to claim a piece of magical history for themselves.
And as the bidding reached its climax, the final offers were cast, sealing the fate of the coveted vials. With a resounding rap of his gavel, Dumbledore brought the auction to a close, signalling the end of a momentous event in magical history.
As winners celebrated their acquisitions and losers graciously accepted defeat, the legacy of Orion's Squib potion was cemented, its impact reverberating throughout the wizarding world for generations to come.
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