Chapter 50:

Chapter 50:

It's been a week since I came back to Hogwarts.

One fine morning, while I was peacefully eating my breakfast, Susan was going on and on about dueling.

"That was the first dueling match I had ever seen." She was saying, "I was only six at that time. But I still remember it! I think it was the best duel I've ever seen. And you know what he did after he the won that Tournament Final? He retired!"

Currently she was talking about some french dude whose final match she had seen with her aunt Amelia. The name is Durant Martin

"Why did he retire though? Was he injured?" Asked Dora. Apparently, even she had heard the name.

"No! He didn't even get a scratch. Tonks! You should read something other than daily prophet. He's mentioned so many times in the Witch Weekly. He's from a powerful family, so he focused more on his career in ministry after that. Currently, he's the head of Bureau des Aurors, a similar post as my aunt."

"Alright, alright. You've already told me about this dude two times before in the library, Susan. I'm getting bored about this one. Look, Hannah is also bored." I pointed towards Hannah, who had long lost interest in the conversation.

"But I haven't told Tonks!" said Susan.

Hannah looked at me like she'd found a comrade. "It's useless, Chris. I've already heard everything about dueling from her for at least five times."

I patted Susan's shoulder, "Well, I'm gonna be a champion duelist soon as well. When you see my duels, you'll forget french idiots." nove(l)bi(n.)com

"Ha! At that time, I myself would be a champion! You'll-" Before Susan could continue, we were interrupted.

"Mr. Maxwell, you've been called to the headmaster's office. Please finish your breakfast as soon as possible."

It was professor Flitwick who said this.

Ahh.....

What? Surprised?

I'm not.

In fact, I think it's a bit late. But... I had anticipated that this might happen. You see, legilimency needs eye contact, and Dumbledore would have only kept eye contact with Harry for only a few seconds upto now.

"Now, have some of that confidence you always have, and have a good time." With that, he left me stranded there.

'Oh well, if only it was so easy.' I sighed and ascended the stairs. And they also ascended on their own.

I have already decided. If I acted too mature here, Dumbledore, who is already too paranoid because of his best friend (lover) and his student both going dark, would think I might also follow in their foot steps. So, it is imperative that I act my physical age here and not show any signs of going dark.

And it's not like I'm not nervous. He can easily defeat me in a duel if we were to play by the rules though it's a different fact altogether that I don't play by rules at all. I still have a few tricks up my sleeve.

I finally stopped this nonsense and knocked on the door.

*Knock*

*Knock*

Who's there?

Luke.

Luke who?

Luke through the peep hole and find out.

'

Ahh, I'm still nervous! Looke like I need occlumency after all'

'Even the jokes quality is decreasing!'

I increased my occlumency by a little as the door opened on it's own and I entered.

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A.N.:Things are getting serious!!! Gimme powerstones!!! Or you'll be kept hanging right where you are! Alright, even though this chapter had a long monologue, it was important for everyone to know what preparations the mc has done for these years. So that you all can feel the despair if things suddenly go South....