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  Harry shoollihe Future.

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  Harry might not know what the hell was going on with Fleur’s mother, but he knew ohing for certain… he could vince her. It was just a matter of how far he wao go. Looking at the beautiful buxom blonde as she stares back at him defiantly, Harry realizes that he’s willing to go pretty damn far.

  Smiling thinly, Harry spreads his hands apart.

  “You want to be vihat what I’m doing is necessary? Fine.”

  Apolline raises an eyebrow at that, her lips pursing together.

  “… Then tell me, Harry Potter. Tell me what justifies your creation of a Wizard’s .”

  But Harry just grins and shakes his head, his hands already closing into fists as he calls upon his magic.

  “Tell you? I could, but you’d never believe me. Better if I showed you.”

  The Deatriarch’s eyes barely have time to widen before he hits her with the gathered magic. Fortunately for Apolline, he means her no harm. The wordless spell is merely a memory transferehout the pensieve. She ’t exactly resist it given how much power he’s put behind the spell, meaning that she’s effectively ie until it’s run it’s course, but then… she was the one who wao know.

  While he waits for the memories to py out, Harry takes a seat across from Fleur’s mother. Thankfully, Apolline herself had already beeed at a table, one leg crossed over the other. Otherwise, he doubted she would have avoided colpsing to the floor. As things stand, he makes sure to apply a bit of unseen force around her so she doesn’t fall out of her chair, even as her gzed-over eyes widen and her mouth opens in horror.

  He’d had mere moments to decide all of what he was going to show her, but Harry was still rather pleased with what he’d wound up with. It was a well-curated sele of the Future’s Greatest Hits. Most of it was general apocalypse stuff, but he’d found the time to throw in a couple of tidbits that would be personally meaningful to Apolline as well.

  The most important thing he’d made sure to ihe spell with, however… was authenticity. He was showing Apolline Decour some truly unbelievable things, but he didn’t have the time or the patieo have her question him. It was why he was showing instead of telling in the first pce, so that she would believe him sooner rather than ter.

  Finally, it ends. In total, it only takes five minutes of time in the real world before she es out of the spell. But for Apolliime was dramatically slowed down. She’s just watched hours and hours of memories from the end of their world.

  For a long moment, the Deatriarch is silent. Processing. Harry might be worried about her mental state, but he knows she’s strohan that. Eventually, the beautiful half-vee recovers enough to shake herself out of her stupor and remember his presence. She stares at him across the table and Harry gives her an apologetic smile of uanding in response.

  “Sorry. But you wao know.”

  “It… it all ends. The muggles kill us.”

  She sounds like she doesn’t want to believe it, but also ’t deny it. The truth of everything she just witnessed had been hammered into her psyche. She might mao reach a state of self-delusion strong enough to pretend that it was a lie, but deep down inside she will always know it to be true. Fortunately, it sounds like she’s not going to try and vince herself otherwise.

  “Are killing us, actually. And not the muggles exactly… their teology. Maginot coexist with the stifiders they’ve created. The more they make, the more they expand, the quicker we find ourselves being pushed to the fringes. Soon enough, those fringes won’t eve. Magic itself will die off ihan a hundred years if nothing is done. But as you saw… it happen a lot quicker than that if things are pushed in the wrong dire.”

  A shiver runs doolline’s spine and he tell that she’s thinking about the fallout from the Nuclear Armageddon. He also tell the moment that her mind turns towards the more personal tidbits he’d slipped in there for her. Harry and Apolline Decour hadn’t been particurly close in the inal timeline. He’d known her, and they’d exged pleasantries a few times, but nothing too ih.

  That said, he was a friend of the family, so he’d been outside of the room when Fleur, Bill, and their daughter Victoria had all said goodbye to her. Magic had been deing rapidly by that point. The protes put io keep them safe from the muggles’ wars had been able to maintain their health but not prevehe decay of their magic.

  For Fleur, Bill, and Victoria, it was as simple as slowly being squibs. Fleur lost her allure, but she was only a quarter vee to begin with so other than that, there were no averse effects. Same fabriel.

  But Apolline was half-blooded. And magical creatures, as it turned out, where far more susceptible to the death of magic than magical humans. Being even half-vee was a death sentence, and while Apolline should have had another fifty to a hundred years of life easily, she’d wasted away in just oer the bombs fell.

  The other memory Harry kneolline would have a personal stake in was her Vee . After her mother’s death, Fleur had asked him to go with her to che them, to see how they were doing up in the Alps of France where they had led themselves away i. She wao make sure her mother’s people were safe and had enough supplies and protes to weather the storm.

  Harry wasn’t sure what he or that Fleur thought they were going to find. He hadn’t really uood how bad things were getting at the time. They were bad, yes… but it wasn’t until he’d seen the dead vee, strewn about their Mountain pound, that he realized what they were truly fag. Not a single vee had a visible injury. They hadn’t been shot or cut down or even killed by magic.

  They’d just… wasted away. Many of them had at least made it to their beds first, but even the ones who had tried to keep going had eventually fallen wherever they stood and died. The entire Vee had been struck down by the spreading radiation that was c Europe by that point.

  Not because they’d been hit by a Nuclear Bst or anything, but rather because Nuclear Winter was even deadlier fical creatures than it was fgles. The dust blotting out the sun carried with it magic-killing particles that had hasteheir demise all the faster.

  “… You don’t even know what a Wizard’s is.”

  Harry smiles faintly at that, even as Apollis over those memories only to look at him in a whole new light. He’d included his as, his research, his pns and iions of course. It wasn’t enough to shoolline Decour the end of the world. He had to show her what he inteo do to stop it.

  “I didn’t before today. Now, based on text clues alone, I certainly guess.”

  The Deatriarch fres her nostrils as she presses her lips together tightly. Then, she seems to e to a decision.

  “Yes. What you’ve created here in your desperation is a Wizard’s . Witches permaly binding themselves willingly to one wizard, giving him all of their power to do with as he pleases. The st to create such a thing was Merlin himself. He entrusted the vee with making sure the information on how to do so stayed lost to time forever. Many have fotten that purpose, but not all.”

  Harry siders correg her for a moment. His ritual doesn’t actually require sent, he’s simply drawn a line in the sand for himself. More than that, there’s also Bel’s modification to the ritual allowing him to reach through a witch to her retionships and take the magic of the wizards oher end for himself.

  But he stays quiet about all of that. The crifications aren’t really relevant or necessary at this point in time.

  “I… I ot n you for what you have done, Lord Potter. You fa eveer threat than Merlin himself when he formed a Wizard’s . This is… this is all of magic at stake. There is no price too great to pay to save it. But… your iions are to meld magic with muggle teology?”

  He tell this part is the biggest hangup for Apolline. She doesn’t look remotely vihat his pn of developing Magitech alongside Hermione and a bunch of other brilliant minds, is the best path forward. Still, Harry doesn’t back down.

  “Yes. There are too many muggles for us to fight, Lady Decour. The world is too interected by their teology at this point in time for us to have a ce of dismantling it.”

  The mulish look on the Deatriarch’s face makes it clear she’s not vinced. Harry sighs and shakes his head while smiling.

  “There are over seven billion muggles at this point in time, Lady Decour.”

  That causes her eyes to widen. Funny, in most pces in the muggle world, that sort of knowledge was onpce. You would have to go to a third world try to find muggles who didn’t know how many of them there were. But the magical world was insur and isoted by design. They had blocked themselves off from the muggles for turies, and most of them barely ied with the non-magical side of things, if at all.

  Even over in Frahings weren’t all that better than Britain. French Wizards and Witches were a bit more tolerant of magical creatures, in no small part because of the lobbying from vampires and vee s and the like all aainnd Europe, but besides that, they didn’t spend any more time in the muggle world than their British terparts did.

  So when Harry tells Apollihat there are seven billion muggles, he shocks her to her core.

  “To be clear, that’s seven thousand million muggles. By parison, the Wizarding World… the ey of magic across the whole of Ph, is nothing but a drop in that o.”

  Apolline looks even faihan she did before as she realizes the true scope of the problem.

  “S-Seven… seven billion. No woheir teology is killing magic. How… how did their numbers get so out of hand?”

  Harry chuckles at that, because the answer is rather obvious and he ’t help but state it to tweak the beautiful woman’s nose a little bit.

  “Sex, I presume.”

  Apolline Decour is not some fair maiden who would blush at such things, but she does still give him a look for a moment before huffing.

  “… You’re right. They’re beyond our ability to tain, aren’t they?”

  Humming, Harry nods.

  “Yes. We could take them back to the Stone Ages. We could try to tear their teology out of their hands, to end their world before they end it themselves and kill off magic all the quicker. But it wouldn’t truly solve the problem. There would still be those who remembered the way things were before, and those who recalled how to rebuild what we took from them. Stamping out knowledge, at this point in time, is impossible.”

  Harry allows himself to adopt a wolfish smile as he leans forward, looking Apolline in the eye.

  “But sider what we could aplish if we made teology our own. Right now, their teology creates invisible waves of differing types of radiation, all of which are harmful to magic. But what if they weren’t? What if magic could be made to harhose waves? We could use muggle teology t magic to greater heights than ever before.”

  He see Apolline is intrigued by the idea now that she knows simply subjugating the muggles isn’t possible. Of course, there’s just one more issue in her eyes.

  “… But what of the wars? Do we have time to subvert their teology before they destroy themselves and us with them? If they bring about Nuclear Armageddon, then will all our work be for naught?”

  Not b to sugarcoat things, Harry nods.

  “Yes. It would be. Which is why I’ve been colleg power in the first po amount of magic will allow me to take oire muggle popution or remove every trauggle teology from Earth… but if I get my hands on enough magic, I take trol of their ons of mass destru aralize them ond for all. No nukes, no apocalypse, neddon. They might still have their wars, but they won’t kill everything in the process. They won’t kill us.”

  In the end, that was Harry’s pn in full. Prepare things so that they could develop magite the few years, while also accumuting enough personal power and influehat he could deal with the disparate muggle nuclear arsenals all by himself if necessary. He wasn’t going to let World War Three happen the way it did st time. That was for shit sure.

  For a long time, Apolline is quiet. Harry lets the Deatriarch have the moment to process everything. He knows it’s a lot, but now she knows. And hey, she’d already said she couldn’t n herself for the very thing she was haranguing him for when they first started talking, so mission aplished, right?

  It seemed to him that he’d mao vince Apolline Decour that the need was great enough for her to leave him-

  “I will join you.”

  Harry blinks, tilting his head to the side as he eyes the beautiful half-vee.

  “Excuse me?”

  Lifting her own head, looking him right in the face, the geous woman straightens her spine. In doing so, she also thrusts out her sizable bust, puffing out her chest as she sets her jaw.

  “Bind me, Lord Potter. Use your ritual and bio your Wizard’s . Make my magic your own.”

  … Seriously?

  “I thought you were opposed to the idea of a Wizard’s , Lady Decour.”

  Apolline has the good grace to flush at his inquisitive and slightly chiding tone. But she doesn’t back down. The beautiful half-vee, who could have passed as Fleur’s older sister instead of her mother, simply shakes her head.

  “I posed to the idea of my daughter joining your Wizard’s . I… still am. If possible, I would prefer she be able to live her life free of such obligation. But that is a mother’s . This and that are two separate things. Bio your Wizard’s , and you will have not just the full might of the Decour Family behind your efforts, but also the ey of the Vee I and my daughters are desded from.”

  Harry ’t help but furrow his brow at that.

  “Expin that st part.”

  Smirking, Apolline shrugs, something that causes quite a lot of movement below her shoulders.

  “Our Vee remembers Merliill hold true to the pact we made with him, all that time ago. If they find out that I have joined your Wizard’s willingly, they will know that the situation is serious. I persuade them to assist us, I promise. All you have to do… is accept.”

  … Was he really going to do this? Was he really going to- ah, who was he kidding? Of course he was going to take Apolline up on her offer. Harry smiles, even as he rises from the table… and watches the Deatriarch do the same oher side.

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