Forced By OAA To Be His Sucessor.

Diagon Alley...

Cauldron & Charm Apothecary...

Eileen was having a serious conversation with the Black sisters, who now looked at her with solemn expressions.

"Are you serious about this decision?"

With a confused look, Eileen asked Bellatrix Black, who seemed more determined than ever.

Nod.

"Yeah... I've already told Leo about my intentions. But now, we've made our decision. We want to work here."

Bellatrix nodded firmly, her tone unwavering.

She had already expressed her interest in working here to Leo before, but now, it was no longer just an interest—it was a decision.

Eileen narrowed her eyes, sensing that something must have happened within the Black family to push Bellatrix toward this choice.

Her gaze shifted to the second eldest Black sister, who had accompanied her.

Sigh.

"Yeah... we want to work here."

Andromeda sighed in defeat, her shoulders slumping slightly.

"Calm down, okay? Now tell me—what happened that made you two suddenly start looking for a job?"

Raising her hands to ease their tension, Eileen asked gently.

Andromeda exchanged a glance with Bellatrix before turning back to Eileen, her expression darkening.

"It all started with..."

Her voice trailed off as a gloomy look settled on her face.

Beside her, Bellatrix looked equally troubled, her usual fire dimmed.

Flashback…

After being resorted into the new house, Dragon, like all students, Narcissa had sent a letter to her family to inform them of the matter.

As a member of the Black family, this was something that had to be reported to the family head.

When the letter arrived, it was during dinner, with all members of the Black family gathered around.

Orion Black, the family head, unfolded it and read in silence.

The reaction was immediate.

Except for the two Black sisters, the rest of the family—especially their father, Cygnus Black III, Orion Black, and his wife, Walburga Black—were far from pleased.

Outrage erupted at the table.

"How could she abandon a noble house like Slytherin?"

Walburga Black's voice was sharp as she slammed her goblet down onto the table.

Her fury did not stop there.

She went as far as to suggest excommunicating Narcissa from the family entirely.

Cygnus Black and his wife approved of this suggestion without hesitation, expressing their shame and disappointment in their youngest daughter.

Bellatrix, however, would not stand for it.

She immediately engaged in a heated argument with the family, fiercely defending her little sister.

But her words fell on deaf ears.

Her parents, Cygnus and Druella Black were too busy appeasing Orion and Walburga Black to bother standing up for their own daughter.

Then, the conversation took a dark turn.

The discussion shifted to the topic of marriage—specifically, arranging betrothals for all three Black sisters as soon as possible.

"At the very least,"

Cygnus Black sneered,

"they could benefit the family through their unions instead of merely taking up space, eating our food, and barking back at us."

Bellatrix's blood boiled.

"Let them sign the contract,"

Walburga added with a smirk.

"That way, they won't pull any stunts like their youngest sister."

Silence.

For the first time, both Bellatrix and Andromeda were speechless.

A contract marriage was far different from a traditional arranged marriage.

Unlike a standard betrothal, signing a contract marriage meant being magically bound to their intended spouse.

They would lose all autonomy, unable to make decisions for themselves. Any objections they had in the future would be meaningless—their spouse's word would be absolute.

It was, essentially, a slavery contract, once used by pure-blood families to force individuals into political marriages.

But the practice had been banned by the Wizarding World for its cruelty and unfair treatment of those trapped by it.

Yet here was Walburga Black, casually proposing it as though it were nothing.

"What's the matter?"

Walburga chuckled mockingly, covering her mouth with a delicate hand.

"Surely you wouldn't dare to disrespect the family head's decision? If so... there is no place for you here."

Bellatrix slowly rose from her seat, her face unreadable.

Then, with unwavering determination, she pulled out her wand.

"I solemnly swear..."

her voice echoed through the silent dining hall,

"that from this moment on, my sisters and I renounce our status as members of the Black family."

A powerful magical vow solidified her words.

Andromeda, after only a moment of hesitation, stepped forward and did the same.

A heavy silence fell upon the room.

"____"

"____"

"____"

Every member of the Black family who heard the sisters' words sat in stunned silence, their wide eyes fixed on Bellatrix and Andromeda.

The dining hall was eerily quiet.

No one spoke.

The tension in the air was palpable.

Minutes passed.

Then, the silence was broken by the sound of footsteps descending the grand staircase.

Bellatrix and Andromeda reappeared, their expressions unwavering as they made their way downstairs.

Floating behind them were several suitcases, trailing effortlessly through the air.

It was clear—they had made their choice.

"Bella, wait!"

A deep voice cut through the silence.

Alphard Black, who had remained quiet until now, finally spoke up, stepping forward in an attempt to stop them.

"I can speak to my brother. Let me try—"

"I'm sorry, Uncle… no—Mr. Alphard Black,"

Bellatrix interrupted, her voice steady.

Her tense expression softened slightly at the sight of him, but she shook her head firmly.

"I've made my decision after careful consideration. This wasn't rushed."

Alphard Black was different from the rest of his family.

Unlike his siblings, Cygnus and Walburga, he was a man of reason.

Though he could be stern at times, there was kindness in him.

He truly cared for his family.

But even that wasn't enough to make her stay.

"Let her leave, brother!"

Walburga Black's shrill voice rang through the hall.

Her expression twisted in anger as she roared,

"Hear me well—if you take a single step outside this house, the Black family will never acknowledge you as our blood. No one will hire you! No one will help you! Believe me!"

Bellatrix and Andromeda did not even pause.

They ignored her threats completely and stepped out of 12 Grimmauld Place without hesitation—without looking back.

Flashback Ends…

When Eileen heard the full story, she finally understood why Bellatrix looked so troubled.

She herself knew the horror of contract marriages all too well.

Her own brother had tricked her into signing one, binding her to a Muggle who despised both her and her son.

She had lived as a slave, enduring years of hatred from the man she was forced to call her husband.

That was not a life—it was a prison.

"Let them stay, Eli. Leo won't mind. Besides, I could use an extra set of hands upstairs."

A voice suddenly broke through their conversation.

Eileen and the Black sisters turned toward the staircase, where Hagoromo Gitsune stood, watching them.

Taking the cue, Eileen nodded and made her decision.

With Hagoromo's approval, she officially hired Bellatrix and Andromeda.

They would assist Hagoromo, who was in charge of the shop's magical pet section.

Thankfully, she already had some help from Mr. Mime, who had proven himself to be quite efficient.

The little Pokémon had quickly learned the ropes, handling multiple tasks with surprising ease.

However, just as Eileen was about to finalize everything—

"Ah… actually… I have a history of breaking things."

Bellatrix interrupted, awkwardly scratching the back of her head, her face turning slightly red.

"So I don't think I'm really suited for this kind of work. I, uh… already talked to Leo about it before. I want to be his bodyguard instead. Believe me—I won't let anyone harm him."

A chuckle suddenly escaped Andromeda's lips.

She knew exactly what Bellatrix meant by breaking things.

Her track record in that department was quite legendary.

One incident, in particular, stood out—

During their first visit to Ollivanders, Bellatrix had managed to break her wand right in front of the wandmaker himself.

She had barely stepped out of the shop when, in her eagerness, she attempted a spell without even reading the instructions.

A loud snap echoed through the shop.

Ollivander's face drained of color, and the poor man fainted on the spot.

He had never, in all his years, seen a brand-new wand break within minutes of purchase.

That day, Bellatrix had no choice but to buy a second wand.

For her replacement, Ollivander had chosen something sturdier—a wand that was hard to break and even resembled a dagger in its design.

The wand, in turn, chose Bellatrix as its wielder.

Before she left, Ollivander had gone to great lengths to lecture her on how important a wand was to a wizard and how careful she needed to be.

Only after he was absolutely certain she had memorized his warnings did he finally allow her to leave the shop.

Hearing Bellatrix declare that she wanted to become Leo's bodyguard—while he was at Hogwarts, no less—Hagoromo Gitsune couldn't help but let out a laugh.

"Well, that's up to him… if he allows it."

Shaking her head, Hagoromo Gitsune turned and headed upstairs to the pet section, where she managed operations with the help of Mr. Mime.

Andromeda, who had been assigned to assist in the pet section, silently followed her, leaving Bellatrix and Eileen behind.

After exchanging a brief farewell with Eileen, Bellatrix stepped out of the shop.

She intended to Apparate to Hogsmeade and make her way to Hogwarts from there, eager to discuss her new 'bodyguard' role with Leo himself.

After Bellatrix left, several streams of black fog descended from the sky, swirling ominously before landing in front of Cauldron & Charm Apothecary.

The eerie sight caught the attention of nearby passersby and shopkeepers, who halted in their tracks, their faces turning pale with fear.

As the black fog dispersed, it revealed several hooded figures cloaked in black robes, their faces hidden behind sinister skull masks.

Standing at the forefront was a young man whose face was grotesquely deformed—Lord Voldemort himself.

His crimson eyes gleamed with malice as he gazed upon the shop, murderous intent radiating from his very being.

With a slow nod, Voldemort signalled one of his Death Eaters.

The masked figure immediately raised his wand, pointing it toward the night sky.

Boom!

A sickly green light burst from the wand's tip, soaring into the heavens before erupting in an ominous display.

Crack!

A terrifying symbol illuminated the sky—a massive skull with a serpent slithering through its gaping mouth, coiling and twisting as if it were alive.

The Dark Mark.

The unmistakable sign of the Dark Lord's presence.

A symbol that struck terror into the hearts of all who beheld it.

The bustling streets of Diagon Alley fell into chaos.

Shopkeepers scrambled to lock their doors, parents clutched their children and fled, while onlookers screamed in panic.

Meanwhile, stationed Aurors reacted instantly.

Emergency distress signals shot toward the Ministry of Magic, alerting them of the attack.

Across Britain, Aurors who received the urgent call immediately began Apparating to Diagon Alley, determined to intervene before it was too late.

If the Death Eaters succeeded in whatever they had planned, the Ministry's reputation would be in shambles.

The people would lose faith in their government.

And the Wizarding World of Britain would be plunged into terror once more.

As Voldemort approached Cauldron & Charm Apothecary, he sneered, pushing open the door.

Chime~

The soft jingle of a bell echoed as he stepped inside, followed closely by his Death Eaters.

The moment he entered, he came face to face with... something strange.

A humanoid figure stood before him, its face eerily clown-like, with wide eyes and a peculiar expression of curiosity.

Both figures froze, locking eyes.

"Mr. Mime... Mr. Mime?" {Who is this human?}

The Mr. Mime tilted its head, confused.

This stranger had an oddly similar face to its own, something that piqued its curiosity.

Meanwhile, Voldemort's expression darkened.

For some inexplicable reason, he felt a deep, burning hatred toward the creature before him.

"Mr. Mime... Mr. Mime... Mr. Mime!" {You have the same nose as me!}

Excitedly, Mr. Mime used gestures to point at its own nose—or rather, its lack of one—then pointed at Voldemort's face.

A deadly silence followed.

Voldemort's crimson eyes twitched as a vein throbbed on his forehead.

Slowly, he reached up to touch his face—his fingers brushing against the slits of his nonexistent nose.

His fury exploded.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!"

With pure hatred in his voice, Voldemort raised his wand and unleashed the Killing Curse at Mr. Mime.

A jet of sickly green light shot from his wand, aimed directly at the Pokémon's heart.

But then—something impossible happened.

The curse didn't strike.

Instead, it circled around Mr. Mime three times before reversing course—now flying back twice as fast toward its original caster.

"What the—?"

Panic flashed in Voldemort's eyes.

He barely managed to dodge by hurling himself to the ground—grunting as he landed hard on his back.

But the Death Eater behind him wasn't as lucky.

Thud!

The green curse struck him square in the chest, sending him crashing against the wall.

His lifeless body slumped to the floor.

A thick silence filled the room.

Voldemort, his followers, even the onlookers in the street outside—all were frozen in stunned disbelief.

The Killing Curse, a spell that was supposed to be unstoppable, had just been reflected—and by some ridiculous-looking creature that hadn't even cast a spell!

Still panting, Voldemort grabbed a nearby potion rack for support, his back aching from the fall.

His fury was boundless.

"You will pay for this insult!"

he snarled.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!"

"AVADA KEDAVRA!"

"AVADA KEDAVRA!"

Enraged, Voldemort fired another Killing Curse, this time joined by several of his Death Eaters, their wands unleashing a barrage of deadly green bolts toward Mr. Mime.

But the Pokémon's eyes narrowed.

It could now sense the hostility from these invaders.

And the presence in its mind—the one that had promised it a place to belong—whispered a single word:

Enemy.

"Mr. Mime!" {Reflect!}

An invisible barrier shimmered into existence before Mr. Mime, glowing with a golden hue.

Since the system has interfered, many of Mr. Mime's abilities have been modified for practical use.

For example, Reflect, which originally reduced physical attack damage by 50%, has been enhanced.

Now, it can completely block any attack—whether physical or non-physical—if the opponent's physical strength is weaker than Mr. Mime's.

Zap! Zap! Zap!

Each Killing Curse struck the barrier—only to be absorbed into it.

As the last spell was consumed, the golden glow pulsed brighter before fading.

Once again, Voldemort and his followers were stunned.

They had never seen a defense like this.

Nothing was supposed to block the Killing Curse. Nothing.

But their shock would be short-lived.

"Mr. Mime!" {Calm Mind… Focus Punch!}

A fierce glow enveloped Mr. Mime as it channeled its energy, focusing all its strength into a single punch.

Voldemort, sensing danger, instinctively tried to cast a Transfiguration spell to create a wall between him and the creature.

But just as he raised his wand—

Screech!

A bat appeared out of nowhere, slamming into his face and throwing him off balance.

"What—?!"

That split-second delay was all Mr. Mime needed.

With blinding speed, it lunged forward.

Its radiant fist struck Voldemort square in the jaw.

CRACK!

The force of the blow sent the Dark Lord hurtling out of the shop, his body crashing through the doors and skidding across the cobbled street outside.

The great Lord Voldemort—defeated by a clown Pokémon in a single punch.

The Death Eaters stared in horror.

The onlookers gasped in disbelief.

And standing in the doorway, flexing its fingers, Mr. Mime grinned.

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