Harry Potter : The Cardmaster Chronicles

Omni Pov

Raymond Reddington from Blacklist, woke up with a sense of purpose and having rest and finishing processing what had happened . Despite his young age, his intellect and confidence belied his physical appearance.

But as he was leaving his room to train he found himself inexplicably drawn to the mysterious deck that had caused him such anguish and unleashed haunting memories.

With a mixture of trepidation and determination, he reached out and tentatively touched the deck, his fingertips grazing the black and silver edges. As his skin made contact, a surge of vivid sensations washed over him, echoing the pain and burning he had experienced before. It was as if the cards held a dormant power, waiting to be unlocked.

In that moment, a haunting cry pierced the air, resonating with a sense of familiarity that sent shivers down his spine. The sound, reminiscent of a bird's melancholic song, seemed to echo from a distant memory, urging him to delve deeper into the enigma that surrounded him.

Despite the discomfort, the main character's resolve remained unyielding. With a hardened gaze and a mind sharpened by years of experience in the void, he braced himself.

As the bird's cry reverberated through his being, he steeled his nerves and steepled his fingers, contemplating the implications of this strange connection. It was a puzzle waiting to be deciphered, and he intended to unveil its secrets, no matter the cost.

But he was left exhausted and the deck had fallen to the ground leaving a gasping and pale Raymond

"Note to myself , improve my phisique and train my resistance to pain with the deck" Said raymond

He wait 5 minutes then he got up and left to breakfast

He quickly found himself in the opulent dining room of the boss's grand mansion. The room exuded an air of faded grandeur, its walls adorned with intricate tapestries depicting scenes of a bygone era. The large, ornate chandelier hung from the ceiling, casting a warm glow over the space, and the polished wooden table at the center was adorned with fine silverware.

Seated at the head of the table was the imposing figure of the boss, a powerful and enigmatic individual who commanded respect and instilled fear in equal measure. Dressed in a tailored suit, he exuded an aura of Terror and sophistication. The main character sat across from him, his small frame barely filling the chair, but his eyes burned with intelligence and intensity beyond his years.

The breakfast spread before them was a testament to the boss's extravagant tastes. Delicate pastries, fresh fruits, and a steaming pot of aromatic coffee graced the table. The main character observed the spread with a mixture of curiosity and discernment, his keen senses already evaluating the quality and presentation of the food.

As they began their meal, a silent understanding passed between the boss and the main character. It was a meeting of minds, a subtle dance of power and intrigue. The boss, with his calculated gestures and measured words, sought to gauge the depths of the main character's capabilities. Meanwhile, the main character, with his astute observations and piercing gaze, absorbed every detail, filing it away in the vast recesses of his mind.

"Good morning Raymond "Says the boss

"Good morning Boss" Says Raymond

"Please Call me Marcus" Says the new renowed Marcus

"Okay , "Marcus" What is it for the day" Says Raymond as he had been recently put for a torture with the misteryous deck

"Today is monday raymond so you will meet your instructors i assure you that you would love them" Says Marcus with a subtitle sadistic look that did not escape the mc

"Whorever they are they should be real pros" Thought Raymond with uncertainty

Their conversation was laced with a subtle tension, an unspoken acknowledgement of the underlying gamesmanship that defined their relationship. The main character, though young in appearance, matched the boss's every move with a calculated grace. His words were measured, his inquiries deliberate, as he sought to uncover the boss's motivations and unravel the mysteries that surrounded them.

As they engaged in this verbal chess match, the main character's acute perception took note of the room around them. The main room of the old gothic manor was a sight to behold. Tall, arched windows adorned with intricate stained glass panels bathed the room in a kaleidoscope of colors, casting vibrant patterns across the polished marble floors. The walls, made of richly carved mahogany, were adorned with portraits of ancestors long past, their eyes seeming to follow the main character's every move.

In the center of the room stood an imposing fireplace, its mantle adorned with antique trinkets and rare artifacts. The crackling fire within cast dancing shadows on the walls, creating an atmosphere both comforting and mysterious. Bookshelves lined the walls, filled with leather-bound tomes and ancient scrolls, a testament to the boss's vast knowledge and thirst for wisdom.

As the main character savored the flavors of the carefully prepared breakfast, he couldn't help but absorb the essence of the room around him. The history, the power, and the secrets embedded in the very walls seemed to whisper to him, beckoning him to uncover their truths. And with each bite and every sip, he reveled in the delicate balance of innocence and cunning that defined his existence—a child's curiosity intertwined with the mind of a master strategist.

"Follow me " Says marcus

As the main character stepped out of the grand gothic mansion, he was greeted by the sight of a sprawling garden that stretched out before him. The lush greenery was meticulously manicured, with vibrant flowers adorning the borders and intricate hedges lining the pathways. The garden was a serene oasis, an island of tranquility amidst the encroaching forest that surrounded most of the estate.

Curiosity tugged at the main character's young mind as he glanced towards the forest's edge, its mysterious depths beckoning him. It was there that he noticed his boss, Marcus, standing with an air of Respect and intrigue. Marcus, a formidable figure dressed in a tailored suit that exuded power, held an enigmatic aura that matched the allure of the gothic surroundings.

Without hesitation, the main character approached Marcus, his eyes glimmering with anticipation. The two walked side by side, their footsteps barely disturbing the soft grass beneath their feet. The forest loomed before them, its ancient trees standing tall and proud, their branches interwoven to create a canopy that filtered the sunlight, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

As they ventured deeper into the forest, the air grew cool and the sounds of civilization faded into the distance. Nature's symphony took center stage, with birdsong and rustling leaves providing a soothing backdrop. Rays of sunlight pierced through the dense foliage, creating a magical play of light and shadow.

The main character's gaze was drawn to the myriad of flora that adorned the forest floor. Vibrant wildflowers carpeted the ground, their colors a sharp contrast to the deep greens of the moss-covered rocks and fallen logs. The scent of earth and dampness mingled with the sweet fragrance of blooming flowers, creating an intoxicating atmosphere.

With each step, the main character felt a sense of reverence for the ancient forest. The tranquility and majesty of the surroundings spoke to something deep within him, awakening a primal connection to nature and its untamed beauty. The forest seemed to hold secrets and untold stories, waiting to be discovered.

As they walked deeper into the forest, Marcus and the main character exchanged only a few words, their shared appreciation for the natural world serving as unspoken communication. There was a mutual understanding and respect, an unbreakable bond forged amidst the whispering trees and hidden pathways.

"Well Ryamond we have arrived" Says marcus

" So ... who will be my teachers?" Ask raymond while arching an eyebrow

"Why do not present yourself?" Asked marcus while looking ahead

And as something respond a punch arrived on Raymond´s face but just as he was about to evade a knee to the lungs is a great trick

So raymond was thrown to the ground as the jab connected with his face

"First Lesson : Always expect the unespect ,survive and adapt" Says the misterious man as he removed a hodie he was wearing

Raymond with difficlty looks up to see something that shock him

"My name is Juri Boyka , and i will teach you all about mma" Says Boyka while crossing his arms and looking intimidating

"What the f*** is Boyka during here?" Were some of raymond´s Thought at the moment

"Welcome to hell kid" Says Boyka while lounching another jab

And this one it has conected