Sorcerer Supreme at Hogwarts (English Versión)-Chapter 188: A Glimpse into the Future SS

A Glimpse into the Future SS

In a beautiful mansion located on the most exclusive, secure, and at the same time... dangerous island in the world.

Dangerous? Why, you ask? Well, the answer is quite simple: dangerous for any idiot who dares to come with bad intentions. After all, the people living on that island are among the top ten most powerful individuals on the planet.

And that's only counting the active ones. If we included the elderly who don't leave their homes even to go to the magical store, you could easily say the twenty most powerful people in the world live there... or maybe more.

Ten of those twenty belong to the same family, by the way. And they own the island.

But don't worry, they're not dangerous on normal days... more or less. Okay, yes, they are dangerous"but only with each other. Like a Christmas dinner with magical weapons.

Anyway. Let's go to the mansion, right in the center of the island, where an interesting (read: chaotic) meeting is taking place.

"What are you doing?" asked Stephen, staring at Wanda with that classic "I want to help, but I'm not sure if you need a therapist or an exorcist" look.

"Here's Stephen Flamel, headmaster of the famous Hogwarts school, number two right after his beautiful and powerful sister Wanda..."

Before Wanda could continue her strange monologue that sounded like the intro to a cheap soap opera, Stephen smacked her on the head.

"Get serious, idiot. We're having an important meeting," he said in a tone of someone who had already lost all faith in humanity.

"Tsk. Just a stupid meeting created by a stupid person... with stupid worries," Wanda muttered, sitting down as if she'd been forced to attend church.

Meanwhile, the other siblings were already in their usual spots, waiting to find out why the hell Stephen had summoned them when they clearly all had better things to do.

"You know we're busy people, right?" said Tony.

"Don't lie. You're doing what you always do"dumping all your work on your assistant while you go make weird stuff," Stephen snapped.

"My inventions keep the family business running!... Don't they?" Tony fired back defensively. "A business, by the way, that you all dumped on me without asking."

"As loud as ever. If you're so weak, why not let me handle it? Obviously, you'd have to beg me on your knees," said Loki with his classic smug smile.

"Get a job? Please. Being the housewife suits you better," Tony shot back sarcastically.

"Why would I need a job when we've got a slave who keeps generating income while I play with my son?" Loki replied mockingly. After all these years, he knew how to handle Tony verbally... though their insult battles had become a family tradition.

"Of course, God of Housewives," Tony added.

"If we keep this up, Stephen will never get to the point," Natasha interrupted firmly, seeing that the argument was spiraling again. "By the way, what's wrong with him?" she asked, pointing at Harry, who was literally slumped over the table.

Feeling all the eyes on him, Harry lifted his head with a defeated expression.

"Hermione made me sleep on the couch... again. My back hates it."

"What did you break this time?" Stephen asked, already resigned.

"Obviously you did something," Wanda added.

"Poor Hermione," Natasha chimed in.

"Fifth time this month. New record!" Tony cheered.

"Idiot," muttered Loki like it was just breathing.

"Hey! It wasn't my fault this time! It was Lily's," Harry defended himself quickly. "I was teaching her to fly a broom... inside the house, and""

He didn't need to finish. Everyone understood something got broken.

"Ooou..."

"It was your fault."

"Blaming the kid... despicable."

"Yup. Couch-worthy."

"Idiot."

"Alright, enough. Don't insult the poor fool," Stephen tried to salvage the unsalvageable. "It's obvious Harry wants to be a good father, and since he never had a proper father figure, he acts like a kid with his daughter... to balance things out."

"By the way, what did you break this time?"

"My Order of Merlin medal," Harry confessed in shame.

"How the hell do you break a medal playing with a broom?!" Stephen exclaimed, horrified.

"Wait, wasn't it enchanted with barriers so it couldn't break?" asked Natasha, confused.

"Well... Lily was about to crash into the fireplace, so I used magic to turn the closest thing into a pillow. I broke the barrier... and the medal... changed shape... forever," Harry said, scratching his chin.

"Woooaa," Wanda laughed, amazed.

"You broke the barrier that took Hermione so much effort to create... I understand her anger. It wasn't about the medal," Tony said thoughtfully.

"Well, whatever you did, it's still totally your fault," Natasha said.

"Idiot," Loki concluded, like it was his only line.

"Can you say another word? Or did you never learn the language all these years?" Tony complained, annoyed.

"Enough! We're getting off topic. Back to the meeting!" Stephen ordered, trying to regain control.

"Right. So, why are we having another stupid meeting?" Wanda huffed.

"Well, I kinda know why the whiniest one of us called us again," said Tony.

"You're right. The date's approaching," added Natasha, and everyone turned to look at Stephen like they were expecting a creative excuse.

"Don't look at me like that! My complaints are valid. I already have the first generation in Hogwarts, and the only reason they weren't expelled was because of Grandma! That's why the second generation is banned from enrolling!"

"Calling them 'first' and 'second' generation sounds weird. They're your nieces and nephews, Stephen," Natasha said.

"My little Sunny is a good girl. And Pietro will surely have fun at Hogwarts," Wanda said with a smile.

"Shut up! Sunny's just like you. And when she teams up with Lyra and James, they end up causing disasters. Last time, there was a hippogriff eating in the dining hall. WITH THE STUDENTS!" Stephen shouted.

"Knowing James, I'm sure he got dragged into it," Harry said with a nostalgic smile. His eldest son was a mirror of himself when he was with his cousins.

"You know how these meetings always end: Grandma shows up, defends the little demons, and you end up letting them into Hogwarts. So why complain?" Tony concluded with a mocking smile.

"Exactly," Natasha said with a neutral nod.

"Great, meeting's over," Wanda added triumphantly, getting up.

"Sit down! I haven't finished anything yet!" Stephen stopped her, clearly irritated. Especially because, deep down... his siblings were right.

"And what about Abby? Even if she's your daughter, I'm sure she gets into trouble," Wanda added, crossing her arms with mischief.

Immediately, everyone turned their heads toward her with such perfect synchronization it looked choreographed. Her uncles knew her all too well. And they also knew exactly who her worst influence was.

"We all know the only one getting her into trouble... is you," they all said in unison, with a mix of resignation and mockery.

"Haha..." Wanda let out a guilty little laugh. "Touché."

"You complain about our kids, but you have the idiot at Hogwarts," Loki said, pointing at Wanda.

"And what do you want me to do!? Let her loose out in the world?" Tony asked, placing a hand on his chest as if scandalized. "Can you imagine her unsupervised? It would be like releasing a jetpack-wearing dragon into a daycare."

"Hey!" Wanda protested, but without much conviction.

"In any case," Loki cut in, with an air of superiority, "I'm sure Scorpius will behave. After all, he was raised by me. He won't be as loud as his... cousins."

Eyebrows were raised. Eyes rolled. There were snorts. And then, awkward silence.

"Your son was the one who, along with Albus and Pietro, time-traveled the first time," Stephen reminded him with a stern look.

"... Astoria is the one raising him, okay?" Loki replied quickly, rolling his eyes to avoid meeting anyone's gaze.

"Sigh... Canis, Albus, Pietro, Scorpius... well, there's also Rose, Albus's twin sister, but she doesn't worry me. She's exactly like her mother," Stephen said, mentally listing them. "I'm worried about the boys. They're blatant copies of their parents."

"Well... Canis..." Natasha sighed. "You know I'm not going to defend my son. We all know he inherited Sirius's personality... and my fists."

"You're right," Harry added, rubbing the back of his neck. "Rose was the one who ratted me out to Hermione, so yeah, she's definitely like her mom. But Albus will be fine. Probably."

"Scorpius will be fine... as long as he stays away from your kids," Loki pointed out, eyeing Wanda and Harry suspiciously.

"It's going to be fun..." Tony said with a smile that screamed incoming chaos. "When Tony Jr., Rosie, Lily, George, and Fred start Hogwarts... that's when I'll really enjoy watching you go bald."

"Ugh..." Stephen let out a groan of existential pain.

He had just faced a truth not even his magic could erase:

The second generation was chaotic...

But the third...

They were the bloody gods of destruction!

And the worst part: his own daughter was the leader of that gang.

They were barely six years old, but...

They were like a magical bomb on legs without an off button!

Before he could spiral deeper into his despair, an explosion rumbled nearby, yanking him out of his thoughts.

Everyone jumped to their feet instantly, exchanging alarmed looks.

"...Again?" Tony said with a grin.

"I hope it's not another hippogriff in the jacuzzi this time..." Stephen muttered as they stepped through the portal he opened.

The first thing they did once on the other side was survey the area carefully. Smoke filled the room like someone had tried to cook... with dynamite.

The kids, upon seeing the adults appear in the midst of the chaos, opened their eyes as if they'd just seen Voldemort himself wearing bunny slippers.

"RUUUN!!" shouted Sunny, Wanda's oldest daughter.

And as if she were a fire alarm, the others scattered in all directions like cockroaches under a light.

It was like watching the offspring of an acromantula flee from their mother.

But not everyone was lucky.

Abby, Lyra, Rose, and Hugo (Ron's son, who had come to play with Albus) froze like statues, caught between guilt and the "if I don't move, they won't see me" instinct.

Rosie, age six, and Lily, right behind her, were mid-leap out the window when magical chains caught them in midair like frogs trying to escape a cauldron.

Antony Jr., same age, who had the brilliant idea of hiding under the table, was dragged out by the feet like the house itself was punishing him.

Pietro and Canis dove into the chimney, covering themselves in soot as if that would make them invisible.

They forgot, of course, that it was a magical chimney.

It didn't use wood.

It didn't even make sense for it to be lit.

They were caught anyway.

Covered in soot.

And looking like idiots.

Scorpius was about to run... but caught his father's stare and froze. He surrendered before even trying, walking over to his uncles with a forced smile that said, "not worth it."

Sunny, meanwhile, had almost reached the door when she saw a chain coming. As the responsible big sister with a flair for drama, she pushed the nearest one"Albus.

"All for the team!" she shouted... just before another chain caught her and left her hanging upside down like a guilty bat.

Meanwhile, James appeared, drying his hands with the look of someone who just left the bathroom.

He saw a chain heading his way.

Made a face like "this again?"

And just let himself get caught like it was a Wednesday routine.

Minutes later...

All the kids were lined up, kneeling, hands in the air like they'd been caught escaping Azkaban.

The adults sat nearby, laughing openly like they'd paid for front-row seats to the chaos.

Everyone... except Stephen.

He was standing.

In front of the kids.

With a final judgment expression on his face.

"Can someone explain to me what happened here?" he asked, pointing at the spot where the TV used to be"now removed because it was still smoking. Literally.

The kids looked at each other.

The pact was clear: no one talks.

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Absolute loyalty.

It lasted three seconds.

"It was Sunny," Abby said with total calm and seriousness, like announcing the weather.

Rose nodded immediately, making it clear that if Abby hadn't spoken, she would have.

"TRAITORS!! Snitches! And in our own family! You should be in Slytherin, not Ravenclaw and Gryffindor!" Sunny exclaimed, heartbroken.

"It's true! It was Sunny," Albus added with a face that screamed I never forget.

"She said breaking things was fun. And that she'd do it again."

"You're definitely going to Slytherin," Sunny spat back at him bitterly.

Albus shrugged.

"So? Slytherin isn't that bad."

"My father was in Slytherin," Scorpius said proudly, like it was a noble title.

"I just went to the bathroom..." added James, still with his hands up.

And so, with smoke in the air, punished children, and adults laughing without remorse, another perfectly normal day ended in the Flamel family.

A happy, chaotic, magical, and utterly interesting day in the most explosive family in the wizarding world.