“Why should we continue to live by rules written by those who fear what we might become? We possess the power to forge something greater—a world where no wizard need hide, where no child need fear their own greatness, and where our kind may finally rise.”
@goldenscarr “Ah… in time, dearest Harry. In time, you shall understand. But for now, the moment is not yet upon us.”
And now, he plucks a lemon sherbet from a nearby bowl of sweets.
“Would you care for one?”
@valiteras - the tales we’re told as children. The wand, the cloak, and the stone…” he murmured, his attention drifting back to the illustration.
“I hate to admit it, but most dismiss them as mere fables. I, however, know better. These artefacts exist, Gellert. They’re out there.”
@valiteras His attention fell to the open book, a lone finger tracing the illustration upon the page. He followed the outline of the stone, a faint sigh escaping him.
When his gaze lifted to Gellert, a trace of apprehension had settled across his features.
“It’s rather peculiar,-
Ah, his greatest weakness: vulnerability.
One need only indulge Gellert’s ego and praise his grand designs, and he shall be putty in your hands.
A little flattery, after all, goes a remarkably long way.
Ah, best not to utter the ‘c’ word. Even not within his presence —he has impeccable hearing. He takes such great offence to it, though whether it be pride or some deeper embarrassment, I’ve yet to discern. I’m still learning the finer details of him, you see. Our friendship is-