Chapter 343 Two Tracks Merging

Quinn walked down the stairs of his briefcase. Ever since Hogwarts, it had become a place where he spent substantial time. After all, the entirety of his research had shifted from the AID workshop and the Room of Requirement to the corridor of rooms present inside the expanded confines of the briefcase.

He stopped in front of a royal blue door with a pearl white owl with intelligent human-like eyes. The owl seemed angry and stared at Quinn with a piercing glare. Thinking of the inspiration behind the door art made a blissful smile bloom on Quinns face. He opened the door and stepped into the pitch dark room with the open door as the only source of light.

It shined a light on the world on the sole object in the room.

Wake up, he said.

The white-bearded man in the magical portrait roused from his sleep and cracked open his eyes, narrowing them to adjust to the light. When he looked at Quinn, the blank face turned into one of great anger, so much so that the mans pale skin flushed red.

You! thundered Merlin, as if wanting to break out of the photo frame. Who do you think you are?! I am Merlin, the Grand Sorcerer of the King Authors Court! The premiere Enchanter of the free lands. How dare you imprison me in here? Release me at once or face the wrath of magic and natures smite!

Quinns chuckled.

What is so amusing, Merlins voice seemed filled with poison.

Oh, nothing much, Quinn clapped his hands for the MLEs in the room lit up. This makes me cognizant of the fact that the development of magic didnt end with your death. The fact that theres so much more magic that you dont know, but I do that brings me so much elation.

Portrait magic had much progress after Merlins death. While he could travel to every portrait in Hogwarts, but if his image was taken out of Hogwarts, Merlin wasnt able to return to the castle. On the other hand, Phineas Black, a Hogwarts headmaster, could travel between his portrait in the headmasters office and the one in the Grimmauld Palace.

When Quinn found that interesting fact, he exploited it to exact some revenge.

How was it? Feeling panic, anxiety, and fear after so much time all those emotions that mustve become foreign to you after so much time. You had wide access in Hogwarts the means to go anywhere, and everywhere you wanted. . . . But here you are, having all that taken away locked in a room by a person who has a grudge against you, hates you even. . . not knowing if youd ever see anything other than the blackness of the dark.

How does it feel? I hope it was jolly fun.

Quinn knew he was getting revenge against a portrait an image of Merlin and not the real man, but it sated his need for the sweet payback.

Merlin gritted his teeth. The ancient wizards blue eyes seemed to be burning cold flame. He took a deep breath and retreated to a stoic appearance.

Quinn didnt mind that and conjured a chair in front of the floating portrait.

I have some questions to ask, said Quinn nonchalantly, as if he couldnt see the anger.

Why would I answer you?!

Do you want to spend the rest of eternity in darkness? If thats the case, Im happy to give you some privacy.

Merlin seemed that he didnt want anything more than to cast Killing Curse from his eyes.

Seeing that Merlin didnt have anything to speak, Quinn continued, What can you tell me about spatial magic.

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Spatial magic, Merlins glare softened only a smidge. What do you want to know?

Im currently dwelling more into the intricacies of spatial magic. I thought, who better start than the Grand Sorcerer of the King Authors Court! The premiere Enchanter of the free lands. So how about it, Mr. Big Shot, what can your old wise magically created head teach the young naive me I see thy guidance.

. . . I spent time researching the secrets of spatial magic. While I cant demonstrate them, I can guide you to the correct course help you not stray from the wrong paths.

That would be great, smiled Quinn, folding his legs and taking out a small notebook and pen.

What would I get? Merlin spoke the second Quinn stopped.

Quinn quirked a brow, Do you want to spend another indefinite amount of time locked here in this room?

I want to be given some freedom. I want you to give me access to a place with many portraits and charm them so I can pass through them.

Youre in no condition to negotiate, portrait.

But Im no ordinary portrait, am I, Mr. Quinn West, said Merlin with his eyes full of confidence. I have a horde of knowledge inside me that you cant extract. . . only I can give them to if I wish to do so.

You dont know that. I have a way to turn you into something that would answer every question of mine.

Oh, but you dont. You wouldnt be here talking to me if you had a way to do that. I wont pretend to know you inside out, but I have observed enough to know that if you had a way, you would have already used it. I would

Quinn sighed and closed the notebook with the pen as a bookmark. Why couldnt you be more gullible. . . . Ill give you access to one more frame ask any more than that, and Ill leave you here. How about it.

Merlin nodded, seemingly satisfied.

Good, then lets continue, said Quinn while thinking, I guess the portrait isnt the same as the real thing he didnt make me specify the place.

What do you want to learn?

Tell me about the Taboo curse. . .

Then the lecture began.

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Quinn was at the breakfast table eating his breakfast while reading the newspaper when George came into the room fully dressed and looking ready to leave.

Youre going somewhere? asked Quinn.

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Germany, said George tersely.

Oh, a nice business deal?

No, a problem.

Quinn quirked his brow but didnt look up from the papers. What happened? Someone made a mistake?

No. But half our partner alliances in Germany suddenly pulled out doing business with us. . . all together yesterday morning.

That made Quinns both brows shoot up. What? Half! What happened?

The Dark Lord happened.

. . . The Dark Lord? Quinn dropped everything and solely concentrated on the conversation.

He went to Germany and swayed the pureblood supremacist to drop business with us; those he wasnt able to get, he threatened, George didnt sound happy.

Quinn knew that there were not many things that would make his grandfather angry and business going bad was a thing that always made him furious.

Why would the Dark Lord suddenly attack our business?

To get me off his back, of course. Do you know how much work and effort it is going to rebuild our business? I cant bring back our partners; I cant trust them. Finding new ones that could match them would take a great amount of vetting and due diligence, and even then, it is going to be a while before we reach the same revenue benchmarks.

I knew I shouldnt have gone the alliance route and built our own. Why did I expect competence and honor from those bigoted morons?

So the Dark Lord thought youd be hurting his operations here, so decided to disrupt your in another country to occupy your time. . . . What are you going to do?

I am going to take care of Germany, of course. Im not going that mad man ruin my business anymore; he has already done enough of that. When Im done in Germany, I will pull his operation here Death Eater by Death Eater.

. . . Or, I take over the retaliation against the Dark Lord and his Death Eaters.

George turned his stern eye to Quinn, his eyes narrowing. Didnt I say we were going to stay away.

Ill stay away. Im just going to follow what youd do and not the bone-breaking you think Im going for. I will handle matters. . . peacefully Mahatama Gandhi non-violence. All that stuff that you love. How about it?

Im not sure

I am an adult, grandfather. I have plenty of experience using favors, Im charming, and well, I know Legilimency, and as long it is for a just cause, Im willing to offer my services as Legilimens. And what cause more just than to bring trouble to the Dark Lord. So what you say, shall we show the Dark Lord the might of the Wests.

If Georges face was any indication, he wasnt impressed. . . . I do not like it, he said.

But you know Ill be good at it.

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There was a long silence in which Quinn and George stared at each other, smiling other severe, until George sighed, You can do it.

Thank you!

But. . .

Theres always a but, Quinn sighed.

Youll do things the way I say you do. Meaning that youll go to the people I send you to do what I want you to do. Ill leave it to you how you want to accomplish my given tasks, but other than that, youll have no additional input. Agreed?

So, Im going to your execution man.

. . . I wouldnt put it in those words, but yes.

Alright. . . I agree. Your wish will be my command.

My commands will be your commands.

Oh, come on, we had a good thing going on.

George shook his head. He picked up the cup of juice that Polly had packed him and left without saying another word.

Well, that was great. Now both of me can get involved.

Quinn West in meetings, behind the doors, cracking down on influential peoples authority. Invisible Vigilante in the field, behind the mask, breaking down on Death Eaters bones.

Here, I thought with AID over, I would be free. . . . Wait a minute, what am I, Batman?! No. . . Im better Bruce Wayne was a bum. Quinn Wests a total badass. Yeah, Im better. . .

Polly popped up in the room and asked, Would Little Master like some sweet cereal?

Yes, please.

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Quinn West MC Two lives on the same track. . . a good thing or bad.

Merlin Portrait Teaching for his freedom.

George West Grandfather Or Godfather.

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FictinOnlyReader Author Sorry for the shorter chapter. This chapter just ended this way, and it seems itll take me some time to adjust to my new living situation. [Written On April 5, 2022.]