"What an incredible feeling..."
Inside the eastern sanctum, at an ordinary, simple-looking room, Maverick was lying stretched out on the bed, with one hand tucked beneath the pillow and the other raised lazily toward the ceiling. And above his hand, he was curiously observing the tiny sparks of orange, energy-like substance that was flickering and dancing above his palm.
Now, with...
Hah.
Hah.
Hah.
In a wide, open courtyard framed by ancient stone walls, a dozen figures moved in perfect rhythm. Men, women, and even a few teenagers, all dressed in simple, monk-like robes, stepped, turned, and struck with controlled force. Their movements were graceful, precise—almost like a dance—but there was strength behind every motion, and a quiet discipline in each brea...
The sky stretched wide and clear, tinted with the soft orange glow of late afternoon. Sunlight spilled across a cluttered city skyline where hundreds of old buildings leaned into narrow streets. Painted signs hung from crooked balconies.
Bright cloth banners fluttered overhead, strung haphazardly between shops and wires, while countless power lines crisscrossed above like a tangled spid...
Time moved on like a river that never paused for anyone.
The grand inter-school Quidditch tournament had drawn to a close by the end of May. The roaring cheers, the glittering fireworks, and the high-speed clashes of broomsticks were already fading into memory as June arrived, bringing with it the first true signs of summer.
The skies deepened into a richer shade of blue, and the ...
The skies over the Pyrenees were a flawless blue—clear and cloudless, the perfect weather for a Quidditch grand finale. Below, the Beauxbatons stadium throbbed with energy. The crowd was in full swing, cheering and chanting, enchanted drums pounding like thunder. Fireworks cracked overhead, their echoes rolling through the mountains in waves.
It was the final game of the inter-school Q...
Just as the rest of the world buzzed with reactions to the sudden rise of a new Archmage, the news eventually made its way into the ancient halls of Hogwarts as well.
Although Dumbledore, McGonagall, or Flitwick made no grand announcement, by lunchtime—on the very same day the headlines hit the wizarding papers—the news had already spread like wildfire. Somehow, it landed in the hand...
Pierce unrolled the papers without a word, his eyes moving swiftly over every line. Fury stayed quiet, watching. Officially, his clearance remained at Level Three, but Pierce clearly saw something in him that others did not. He had begun entrusting Fury with secrets far beyond his rank, confident that the agent possessed the drive and skill to handle them.
Peggy took a seat beside Fury a...
Two weeks had passed since the second round of the inter-school Quidditch tournament. The excitement of broomsticks and bludgers had only just begun to fade when a fresh storm of headlines swept through the magical world like wildfire.
“Youngest Archmage in History — Council of Speakers Expands to Eight”
That morning, newspapers snapped open in wizarding homes, shops, and al...
Beauxbatons Academy of Magic – A Private Meeting Chamber
A gentle fire crackled in the hearth, its golden light flickering across the polished wood of the long table. The air was still, yet heavy, as if it knew something important was about to happen.
Takamaru sat across from Maverick, his eyes closed beneath thick, snow-white eyebrows. The old Archmage had the air of a weathere...
BOOM!
ROAR!
BOOM! BOOM!
ROOOAR!
Explosions of dazzling fireworks burst across the twilight sky above the Beauxbatons Quidditch Stadium, painting it with streaks of silver, gold, and blue. The stands quaked with applause and deafening cheers as one side of the pitch erupted in jubilation.
The team in deep navy robes with gold trim soared through the air in wid...
On the seventeenth of January, 1993, the students of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry returned from their winter holidays bundled in cloaks and scarves, and stepped out onto the frost-kissed platform.
But unlike the lively buzz of September, when first-years gawked at everything and older students came back full of stories, there was less excitement now. Perhaps it was the cold...
“Guardian... could you tell us more about this chamber?”
The giant serpent flicked its tongue, then bowed its great head in a slow nod to Maverick, who had asked the question.
“Very well, Contractor. You are worthy to know, and so I shall speak…”
Its voice echoed in their minds.
“History would tell you... before this land ever knew peace for those born wi...
The giant serpent twisted violently, its long body thrashing against the stone floor. Its head whipped from side to side, striking walls, statues, and anything within reach, like it was in some kind of agonizing pain.
Harry, blindfolded and standing at the back of the chamber, stiffened at the thrashing sounds. But he did not panic—not when the greatest wizard in the world was standing...
At the far end of the chamber, Maverick, Dumbledore, Newt, and Harry stood quietly, taking in the strange sight before them. The room stretched ahead in a long, quiet line, lit only by a pale green glow that made everything feel cold and still. Tall stone pillars stood along both sides, each one wrapped in carvings of snakes. The shadows they cast danced faintly across the stone floor, like som...
2025-05-30 14:14:09 +0000 UTC View PostOffice of the Professor of Alchemy and Muggle Science.
The room was quiet, lined with towering bookshelves. The decor blended magic and modern elements seamlessly, and a warm, bright light illuminated the space.
Three men sat talking casually at the wide oak desk. On one side was a young man with calm eyes, and across from him sat two older men—one with a neatly trimmed beard an...
Expelliarmus!
Boom!
Crash!
Protego!
Boom!
Expelliarmus!
Expelliarmus!
Blinding red streaks sliced through the air, crackling like bolts of lightning as they smashed against rocky barriers and shattered them into dust. The air smelled of scorched stone and energy. Each impact echoed like thunder, sending up bursts of rubble and smoke.
Amid...
The room was quiet, the kind of stillness that comes when people are hoping for something to change. Soft lights glowed from the ceiling, gently illuminating two older women lying motionless on separate beds, each with a simple monitoring setup positioned near the head.
Charles Xavier, seated in his wheelchair, leaned forward with his fingers gently pressed to the temple of one of the wo...
Jean Grey, also known as the Phoenix, was one of the original X-Men introduced in Marvel Comics, who later became a key figure in the growth of the franchise. As Maverick recalled what he knew about this little girl, he wasn’t sure whether to pity her, fear her, or outright kill her right here and now.
There are many versions of her origin told across movies, cartoons, and comics. She ...
“Friend from the world of magic,” Charles Xavier said with a warm smile as his fingers laced together on the polished wooden desk. “Welcome to Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters.”
Maverick took a moment to size up the legendary mind-reader. Most of what he knew about Professor X came from the movies in his past life… and the internet rabbit holes that followed.
Depe...
Outside Xavier’s Mansion.
Having drawn their attention, Maverick waited patiently for a response. Through his Magical Sense, he observed the reactions of the three inside—a ripple of shock, followed by a sharp rise in tension.
Even though he had only released the barest minimum of his dominant spirit, it was still enough to make their skin crawl. After all, dominant spirit wa...
Westchester County sat about thirty miles north of New York City, and tucked within it was a small town called Salem Center. Though it was called a town, the homes here were fairly large and tastefully decorated, hinting that the people who lived here weren’t exactly typical villagers, but quietly well-off.
It was also a peaceful place—or perhaps more accurately, an isolated one—su...
News of Lockhart’s arrest spread like a rogue Howler, echoing through the wizarding world as other publications quickly picked up the story and began digging into the Daily Prophet’s exposé, uncovering even more about the fraud behind the fame.
Lockhart may have been a fraud, but he was a popular one—his books had fans across Europe and beyond. So when the truth came out, that his...
Hogwarts.
The day began with snow drifting softly under a dull gray sky. Cold winds swept across the castle, brushing the glass panes and swirling through the courtyards. By the time breakfast rolled around, the windows were fogged with chill and the whole school lay quiet beneath a soft, white blanket.
Inside the castle, though, it was pleasantly warm and cozy. Students and teach...
Amelia Bones had seen her fair share of strange things within these walls. From her early days as a green Auror to now, as Deputy Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, few moments had ever made her heart jolt quite like this.
Her wand was in her hand before she even realized it, the tip trembling ever so slightly as she pointed it at him.
“We meet again, Lady Bones....
They say the eyes are a window to one's soul—and in the world of magic, that isn’t far from the truth. Here, the eyes serve as more than just a mirror of emotion; they are a doorway, a conduit through which magic can form a connection.
If one wishes to delve into another person’s mind—to truly explore their thoughts, memories, and the very essence of who they are—there must be ...
“Good afternoon, miss. My name is Maverick Caesar. I’m a private investigator looking into a string of memory-related cases... people who may have had their minds tampered with. I was hoping to speak with someone named Bridgid Keena. Does she live here, by any chance?”
Maverick’s senses did not miss the way the young woman stiffened slightly at the mention of the name, though she...
“What a disgusting excuse for a human being…”
Inside a dimly lit chamber lined with shelves of skin and hair care products and exaggerated portraits of himself, Gilderoy Lockhart lay sprawled across an absurdly ornate bed, seemingly asleep. His golden silk pyjamas shimmered under the flickering glow of a single floating candle, and his mouth hung open slightly, drooling onto the em...
When the Hogwarts team returned to the school, the castle all but erupted with excitement. At the gates of the ancient stronghold, they were greeted with a grand welcome from the students, the headmaster, and the board of governors, all of whom showered them with warm congratulations on their remarkable performance in the first round.
And not only them—there was even a delegation from ...
Inside the Great Hall at Hogwarts, the tension was thick enough to cut with a knife. An especially large Magic-Vision screen, designed by Maverick specifically for Hogwarts, was installed on the elevated stage where the professors usually sat—and on this day, they sat among the students, where every pair of eyes was locked on the screen—like a single, unified heartbeat.
Every gaze wa...
The next afternoon brought an even more electrifying atmosphere to the stadium, with an eager audience packed in to see an action-packed game between the two teams that had been last year’s champions and runners-up.
The moment the referee’s whistle blew, it was clear this was going to be anything but a slow or boring match.
Both teams wasted no time. They charged into the ga...