Chapter 157: Preparations
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Chapter 157: Preparations
"Do you require some sort of oath?" Sebastian inquired.
"Your vows of silence will suffice," Harry replied. He knew that the contract would prevent them from speaking. Asking for a magical oath at this point would be insulting. And having this man as an ally could prove very useful.
"You have my word, Mister Potter," Sebastian assured.
"You have my word, Harry," added his wife, Selene.
"I won't say anything!" Daphne exclaimed.
"Then we'd better get started," Harry said, glancing down at the floor of the room. It was made of small pieces of high-quality wood, forming a complex pattern.
"Wood is no good... I need stone at least," he mumbled as he approached the closest wall under the watchful eyes of the family.
He tapped his wand against one of the many stones forming the walls of the room. The stone came loose from the wall and floated in the air.Thê source of this content n/o/v/(el)bi((n))
Harry directed the stone to the center of the bedroom. "Engorgio."
The stone grew ten times in size.
"Of course. Just opening a door will not be enough... The Nether is immense, more than you can imagine... It could take years before a demon showed up, and it would likely be the wrong kind. We need a very specific demon."
"It dawned upon Sebastian the reality of the situation.
"You are planning on letting a real demon into my house?!" he exclaimed.
"Yes... what did you think I was going to do?" asked Harry.
Sebastian did not know what to answer to that. He hadn't thought about what Harry was actually going to do, but he could not admit that.
"Is it safe? Isn't the demon going to attack us?" Selene asked with worry.
"You are not going to bring a dementor here, right?" Daphne looked concerned.
Harry raised an eyebrow.
"Why would I bring a dementor? I'm trying to save your sister. As far as the demon attacking us... there is little chance of that happening. They usually honor their deals, unless something happens... in a way, they are more trustworthy than humans. And besides, the one I'm calling is one of the weak ones. I won't let it hurt anyone. Now, let me work in peace...I need to focus."
He turned around to look at Dobby. "Put the box on the floor and open it."
The elf did as told while Harry removed his robes, leaving himself wearing only a dark shirt and some black pants. Then, he removed those too, revealing a light-colored shirt that he normally wears to sleep.
"Why are you-" Daphne stopped her question when she saw Harry pull a big ceremonial knife from the metallic box.
"Dobby... remember what we talked about before?" Harry took out a round potion now. The liquid inside was extremely bright, almost as if it could be used as a source of light.
"Yes, Master..." Dobby took the shining potion in his hands.
Lastly, Harry took one last flask out of the box. This one was dark in color and had many white runes carved on its surface.
He then walked to the center of the room and stood in front of the stone platform he had just created. "We are ready to start now."