Elder Blood Witcher 229 I Axii The Problem...

The duo was led into a small posh looking building where Fudge offered them something called a port key, it looked lat a regular bowler hat but as they held onto it and felt an incredibly uncomfortable feeling hook their stomachs, they vanish with a pop and reappear in a clean office with many finery's spread about. The duo managed to keep their balance as their senses come rus.h.i.+ng back to them, the disorienting feeling slowly fading, luckily for Reima and Ciri they both had a lot of experience with teleportation, even if this version is primitive and clumsy to them.

Fudge walks around his desk and drops into a large chair before gesturing to the chairs opposite him, they both sit and so Fudge leans on the desk while linking his fingers, a ring with a fat white gem sitting prominently on his left index finger. "So, I haven't actually gotten your name yet." he says finally spotting Reima's abnormal eyes.

Reima "Ah, sorry. I am Reima Ludvig, Witcher and Wizard..."

Fudge doesn't comment on the strange sounding occupation and continues "And what is your relations.h.i.+p with young Ciri here?"

Reima is tempted to say "Lovers" but knows that his only future after that would be pain, in the end his goes for a conservative answer that allows some leeway. "I'm her childhood friend, we've known each other all our lives haven't we Ciri?"

She plays along and nods.

Fudge rubs his second chin in contemplation, he hadn't spotted the mans eyes in the crowd and was now worried he'd just offended the pure-blood community. "Forgive me but I must ask, you are human are you not?"

Reima nods, "My eyes? An unfortunate Animagus incident... Hopefully you can see past it and we can conduct some... Jolly cooperation." he says as he makes an unseen gesture towards Fudge, Reima knows that there are likely Auror's positioned outside the room but he has to try get the result he wants... After all, Ciri created this mess and now it falls on him to fix it. He tries to cast Axii but Fudges ring starts to change colour to a dire red. He quickly stops his actions and the ring returns to normal.

Fudge "Oh course, now we should probably discuss your situation... I'd like to know where you are from Ciri? After all my countries relations.h.i.+ps are not the most friendly and it would be prudent for us to try and avoid any mishaps." he asks curious at her origins, the only family that would match her appearance would be the pure-blood Malfoy family.

Reima answers for her, "Greenland, we're from an isolated community that was recently rendered inhospitable forcing us to immigrate to other countries. It's fortunate Ciri has allowed us a good relations.h.i.+p with Britain from the get-go."

Fudge "Greenland eh? The International Confederation of Wizards didn't find any communities there, perhaps they didn't look hard enough eh?" his joke falls flat as Ciri and Reima don't even twitch a brow at him. Feeling discouraged he slumps in his chair.

Reima slowly stands up, "Minister I should probably ask you this now, I'm a big fan and I've been wanting your autograph for a while now..." Fudge doesn't think twice and starts signing a small card with his signature, Reima shakes his hand and uses Kalameet's telekinesis as opposed to the rather conspicuous Elder Blood version to pull Fudges ring from his finger, the action was so quick and unexpected the portly man doesn't react as the ring loudly falls onto the table.

Reima "Sorry, I actually have no idea how that happened." he says as he sits and tries to cast Axii again, it takes a lot more magic than he'd thought but it works and Fudge just blankly looks ahead while standing.

Reima slumps into his own chair while looking at Ciri, "You really have f.u.c.ked this world up big time..."
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Ciri looks at him confused and offended, "What? And what did you do to the Minister?"

Reima shrugs, "He'll be fine... Look, I know your being chased by the Wild Hunt and I have an idea how to get them off of your trail but you have seriously messed up the predestined events of this world..."

Ciri "All I did was kill a criminal, aside from that how did you get here?"

Reima shakes his head "We'll talk about that later, for now there are some things we need to do to get the ball rolling." he says as he turns his gaze to Fudge. "You will award Ciri and I with an opportunity to study at Hogwarts, you will provide us with valid identification and personally oversee our transfer into the school." he states to the Minister he dully nods as he finishes, Reima snaps his fingers and Fudge blinks rapidly before looking at the two, "I've just come up with a great idea, since neither of you seem magically literate why not study at Britain's premier school? I'll sort out all the paperwork, all you need to do is show up on time and behave yourselves..." he says as this idea suddenly pops up in his head, it's not a bad way at raising his popularity. Allowing Britain's hero to attend Hogwarts and gain citizens.h.i.+p would be the least he can do.

Ciri glances at Reima before nodding, "That would be great Minister, thank you for the opportunity."

Fudge seems to preen under her praise, "Right, you should both arrange some accommodation, I'll owl you once I'm done."

The duo is led out of the office and left with some Auror's who port key back to Diagon Alley and take them to the Leaky Cauldron as it's the best reputed and cheapest Inn around. They're left alone and Reima realises he's got no money... f.u.c.k.