Chapter 413 - Checking In (1/2)
Not long after Easter Sunday, Reginald is in his study, when Tadbey without a word pops into the study to deposit a letter onto his desk, before popping away. Already used to Tadbey's manners, Reginald merely grabs the envelope to glance at who it is from. He furrows his brow in surprise at seeing that it is from his granddaughter.
Taking a silver engraved letter opener from the top drawer of his desk, Reginald cuts through the enchanted wax seal to read the contents found inside. He begins to frown the more he reads, while his hand clenches the letter in his hand hard enough to begin to crumble it.
”Dawn!” Reginald bellowed as a loud pop is suddenly heard.
”Dawn is here, Master!” Dawn quickly said. ”What is the master needing?”
”Tell Georgine that I need her now!” Reginald hurriedly said. ”It is a matter of urgency.”
”Yes, Master!” Dawn hurriedly said, before popping away.
A loud pop only moments later, Dawn appears holding the rather startled figure of Georgine in a rather unusual state of undress. ”What is it?” Georgine gasped as she tied her bed robe around her slim figure before Dawn popped away again.
”Read it,” Reginald snarled he tossed the letter over to his sister to read.
Georgine caught the fluttering letter with one hand and began to quickly read. She frowns as she glances up, ”I thought the Hogwarts grounds were protected?”
”That is exactly what the Blacks and the Malfoy's thought,” Reginald flatly said. ”And as I recall, a young witch all on her own once broke through the some of the wards at Hogwarts.”
Georgine looks away in embarrassment and says, ”True enough. I was fairly young and ambitious back then. Nevertheless, even I had some trouble with them.”
”But my point is that it can be done,” Reginald said through pursed lips. ”She wouldn't lied you know that. And there is not much that she fears, whatever it was that she sensed truly did disturb her.”
”Some rare magical creatures?”
”A person. A very dangerous individual.”
”We have no shortage of enemies, Reginald. Nor those that will solely seek the children for their lineage.”
”I know, but that is exactly what bothers me,” Reginald admitted. ”I can't even trust that they'll be safe at Hogwarts!”
”Did you really think our enemies would do so?” Georgine folded her arms over her chest. ”Don't be so naïve, Reginald. They attacked a wedding for heaven's sake!”
”I know that,” Reginald growled. ”Write a reply, I'll be going to see, Sanderson.”
”Why you think, it's one of his own kind?”
”I don't know, but I aim to find out.”
”Very well, but don't do anything stupid, brother. We can't afford for the children to be wrapped up with that side of the wizarding world because of your actions.”
”They won't,” Reginald growled as Georgine sighed and was left to write the letter.
Reginald smartly made his way through Prince Manor, before roaring into the flames, ”Monarch Pub!” It was late evening and everyone in the pub went into shock at seeing a tall, stern figure emerge from the flames.
Anger could literally be felt pulsing off of him as they all glanced at the gray lean bartender. Bertram instantly says, ”The pub is closing early for the night.”
There is no need for words as everyone scrambles out in a hurry. The clattering of coins can be heard as the last of them scurry out the door and slams shut. ”Well this is a surprise,” Sanderson said as he leaned back in his booth. ”To what do I owe the unexpected honors, Prince.”
”Is one of your own presently at Hogwarts?” Reginald barked as the two burly wizards Floyd and Hyde stand attention to protect their boss.