Harry Potter: Rise of the Spiral

Chapter 9

WARNING: Brutal murder scene ahead.

(ROTS)

As he entered the lobby of his manor through the fireplace, Edmund felt something off about the place. His instincts were screaming at him to release his resistance seals and be prepared for a battle. He felt someone's presence behind him and swiftly turned around. His eyes widened as he saw his father standing next to a man in his early sixties. He was a head taller than his father and had a more sinister and dangerous aura around him. Of course, he would. The old man was Edmund's grandfather. The mastermind behind the destruction of the Whirlpool family.

Aldrich Vulpis was a ruthless and a sinister man who strived for power much like his dork lord Moldy. Unlike Altair, Aldrich had a much saner mind. The man's presence was enough to put Edmund on the edge.

Aldrich looked at his grandson, critically analysing him. After a few tense moments, he began, "Edmund, it's been such a long time since I saw you. Won't you greet your grandfather?"

Edmund's mind was going into overdrive. 'What the fuck is this asshole doing here? The whole of Europe is after him. I have to be careful. If he sees something wrong with the Vulpis vaults, he'll suspect me and will try everything to force the truth out of me. The fucker is a good occulomence. Normal genjutsu won't really work on him. Shit! Now, what do I do?'

Outwardly, Edmund showed no emotion and replied, "Hello grandfather."

No matter how much he tried, he couldn't bring himself to put a smile on his face. The man in front of him was someone who didn't deserve any respect or love from him.

Aldrich snarled, "I guess I'll have to teach you some manners while I stay here boy. Your mother was just like you, a disrespectful bitch." He looked at Altair and continued in a harsh tone, "You didn't raise him well did you? He's too much like the Whirlpools. Good thing we got rid of them. You did well on killing your whore of a wife."

Altair happily nodded, pleased that his father liked his actions so far.

Edmund was seething inside. The man insulted his dead mother right in front of him. Unable to control his anger anymore, he lashed out, "How dare you! How dare you insult my mother! She was the kindest and the most loveable woman. I consider myself blessed to be given birth by her. She was there for me and loved me till her last breath and I won't let you talk shit about her!"

Edmund's magic and chakra flared. He was engulfed by a blue aura and the objects in the living room were shaking badly.

Altair was about to reprimand Edmund harshly when Aldrich whipped his wand out of its holster and snarled, "You dare talk back to me boy?! Crucio!"

The spell struck Edmund right in the chest. The pain was much worse than when Altair used the curse on him. He felt as if he was being flayed from every part of his body as if every bone in his body was being crushed and every organ being burnt slowly. Edmund clenched his jaw hard, not wanting to give the satisfaction of him screaming in pain to his attacker. He fell over and bent into a foetal position as he tried to endure the pain, grunting and breathing heavily.

Aldrich gave a sinister cackle, "Able to endure it are you. Truly astounding. That wench, your mother, screamed so delightfully whenever my son used to discipline her. Ah! I truly miss those days, watching her writhe in pain and listening to her screams. You ungrateful waste of space, how dare you mouth off Lord Malfoy in public! I'll teach you how to respect your betters."

He ended the spell and spoke to Altair, "Go and look for what is causing our vaults to lose so much money so quickly. I'll deal with this little shit."