Harry Potter : Bloodraven

Chapter 124 - 124: First Strike (I) (CH -144)

Coming to America, Maverick did not waste any time and went straight to Edward's secret underground base beneath St. Matthew Island in Alaska.

Luckily, Sarah Walker was not tied up with anything important and came as soon as he called. After Maverick showed her the three lycan variant werewolves and explained his theory, she grew more than a little excited and agreed at once to help without a moment's hesitation.

The three werewolves, meanwhile, were quickly dealt with, as the master potioneer confirmed that they did not necessarily need to be alive—only their blood would suffice for the experiments.

Edward also turned up sometime later upon his call, and once Maverick laid out the plan, he too was keen to get involved. After all, this was something that would affect the entire magical world.

Right now, the only option was the Wolfsbane Potion—no, it could not even be called a true solution, as it was only a temporary leash at best. Something that could at least allow infected wizards to fully control the beast's mind after transformation would be a far better alternative than the partial remedy that was Wolfsbane, which had to be taken on a strict schedule a week before the full moon—otherwise, the beast got free rein.

With the foundation laid, the only thing now missing was a team of scientists, but Edward promised to handle that as well, and the re

Then he turned to Harry.

"And you, Harry. How are your aunt and uncle?"

Harry scratched the back of his head awkwardly.

"Uh... they're... good, Professor. More than good."

"Do they know you're here?" Maverick asked lightly.

"Oh, yes, Professor. I told them I'd be with Ron and his family buying supplies. They even gave me a bunch of pounds..."

Maverick's smile widened slightly.

"Good... well then, if you're still at Mr. Weasley's house next Saturday, I'll see you then."

Harry nodded eagerly.

After exchanging goodbyes, Maverick left the shop. But his magical sense never stopped tracking the blond duo.

Once outside, he slipped quietly into a less crowded alleyway and turned invisible again, waiting.

About half an hour later, the magical trace he was watching finally disappeared. Maverick pulled a small parchment from his coat, whispered a few words over it, and watched patiently.

A moment later, the corner of his mouth curled upward.

Woosh!

Space distorted, and he vanished from the spot.

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