Myst in DC part 26 (Patreon)

Myst pulled his attention off the Black Family portrait when Sirius walked back in, looking like a man in his early twenties rather than late forties. “How are you feeling?”

“Better than I’ve felt in years,” Sirius replied cheerfully as he walked over and sat down across from where Harry was giving Natalie a massage.

“Yeah, regeneration and magical cupcakes will do that,” Myst said with amusement as he tossed Sirius an ornate silver ring. “This should help against most physical spells and let you pull off some additional tricks.”

Sirius grinned and slipped the ring on. “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome.” Myst glanced at Natalie’s behind, once again finding himself thankful for the twisted world he now lived in.

Natalie grinned at Myst. “I’m torn between the instant costume changes and the flight being my favorite.”

Harry shook his head. “Flight, hands down.”

“You’re not a metamorph,” Natalie teased.

“Fair enough,” Harry admitted as he continued working on her shoulders.

Myst glanced at Sirius. “Have you figured out what you want, other than the basic mental upgrades, in exchange for teaching the gang?”

“Strength, endurance, stamina recovery, skill retention, regeneration and magic would be a good start,” Sirius said thoughtfully, both of them knowing he would have taught Harry and his friends for free. “I wouldn’t mind unbreakable bones if you can manage it, from what I’ve heard, Skelegro tastes foul.”

“I can attest to that,” Harry muttered.

“Nice choices, can you boost my coordination and metamorph ability?” Natalie asked hopefully.

“I’ll see what I can do and yeah, I should be able to upgrade your bones.” Myst looked at Sirius’ bones with his upgrade ability and increased their durability then bought the unbreakable upgrade, causing Natalie to bite her lip as the mana washed over her, tickling her skin. “That takes care of your bones, now to fix the rest,” he said as he upgraded Sirius’s stamina recovery well into the supernatural range then started working on the rest of his choices.

“Thanks.” Sirius glanced at Harry. “Are you actually going to leave fixing the Wizarding World to Dumbledore?”

“Officially? Of course.” Harry gave him an obviously fake smile. “Unofficially, I think I’ll see if I can talk Constantine into having a chat with certain problematic ministry employees about how retiring would be in their best interest.” 

“I wonder if he’s gotten more diplomatic,” Sirius mused.

“I doubt it,” Myst replied with amusement. “Especially not after the Watchers decided to put ‘be stupid’ at the top of their to-do list. I’m sort of hoping some of the idiots attack him, it would give him an excuse to kill a few of them.”

“The Watchers or the Ministry employees?” Harry asked.

“Either, I’m not picky,” Myst muttered as he upgraded Sirius’ skill retention to the point where he’d probably never lose his edge even if he didn’t use the skills in question for centuries.

Tonks giggled as the mana washed over her. “How many students do you think we’ll end up with?”

“As many as we can recruit,” Harry glanced over at Myst, “or birth. We should probably tell them about the belt.”

“Belt?” Natalie asked.

Myst shrugged. “I have a magical belt that drastically speeds up a pregnancy and increases the compatibility of differing species while increasing the chance for healthy children. It also gives the children their parents skills without any of their personal issues and causes them to quickly age to fourteen or so over the first two weeks of their lives.”

“How drastically are we talking?” Sirius asked.

“Let’s find out,” Myst pulled the magical belt out of his inventory and spent 3,100 mana to decrease the gestation so that it would only take a week then spent another 23,000 to bring it down to an hour. He pushed the slider until the upgrade cost jumped to 100,000 a second then hit accept and spent the 51,000 mana to decrease the time down to nine minutes which caused Natalie to moan as the mana wave pushed her to the edge. “Looks like nine minutes start to finish.”

Natalie nibbled on her bottom lip, trying to keep her focus on the conversation.

Sirius stared at Myst. “So you’re saying you could basically mass produce wizards?”

“Pretty much. I also have a magical crown that a man can wear that increases the chances of having twins or triplets and gives their children enhanced appearance, durability, intelligence and magic while decreasing the chance of genetic issues or harmful mutations.”

Sirius shook his head. “Never tell anyone from the ministry that you have either of those, they’d never stop coming after you.” 

“I wasn’t planning on it,” Myst replied. Tonks was the only one who worked for the ministry he was planning on telling about either item and he was planning on luring her away from the ministry if he could.

“Let me guess, you haven’t tested it?” Natalie asked, wondering what a nine minute pregnancy would be like.

“Not yet,” Myst admitted. “I know it works because of my upgrade ability, but I’ve been busy trying to upgrade everyone and dealing with Justice League missions.”

“I’m willing to test it if you are Harry,” Natalie offered, happy about fast forwarding through the actual pregnancy, but not quite sure she wanted to miss the ‘mother’ part of being a mother as they would basically be instant teens. ‘Meh, I’ll talk him into having one the old fashioned way later depending on how they turn out.’

“No love for your poor cousin?” Harry joked as he seriously considered Natalie’s offer.

Myst gestured toward the Black Family tapestry. “Technically, the enchant should prevent any genetic issues, but I’ve seen your family tree, so Harry is a better choice.”

Sirius laughed. “No complaints here, Andy would kill me if I knocked her up, evil twin or not.”

Natalie snickered as she thought about her mother’s reaction. “I’d give it an even chance, she might be too distracted by grandchildren.”

“She’d get around to it,” Sirius said with an overly dramatic shiver. 

Myst grinned as he went back to studying the enchantment on the Black Family tapestry while Harry considered his options.

“I’d love a larger family,” Harry admitted after taking a minute to consider all of the positives and negatives, “but we should probably wait for Hermione to get back, she’ll want to document it.”

“I have no complaints,” Natalie said with a fond smile, thinking about the first time Hermione had snuck into the guest room for a bit of fun, it had been a surprise but not an unwelcome one.

“I’ll send her a telepathic message and see if she’s done with her shopping,” Myst said as he tapped his pendant and spent 100,000 upgrading his telepathy’s range.

“Merlin!” Natalie shivered and moaned in pleasure as she felt a wave of pleasure wash over her causing her to shudder and fall off the end table. “Ack!”

Myst grinned as he reached out and contacted Hermione with his telepathy, ‘How much shopping do you need to finish?’

‘Myst? Did you reach Sirius’ house with Harry?’ Hermione asked as she waited for the person in front of her to finish buying his books.

‘Yes, we’re at Sirius’ house. I upgraded the pregnancy belt so that a pregnancy only takes nine minutes, which is the reason I’m calling.’

‘Is that safe?’ Hermione asked in concern imagining babies shooting out like bludgers.

‘Probably, I upgraded the enchantment to make sure the babies are safe and the cloak provides regeneration.’ Myst was reasonably sure that the cloak would put them back together from just about anything short of having your head blown apart.

‘Please tell me you didn’t make a female twin of Kreacher and Sirius didn’t order them to test it,’ Hermione demanded.

‘Of course not.’ Myst shook his head, suddenly curious how just how twisted the world was. ‘Do you think we could bribe him to test it?’

‘We could probably bribe Dobby, especially if Harry asks,’ Hermione mused as she set her basket on the counter. ‘Who are you going to get to test it, Sirius?’

‘Tonks’ twin actually, she wanted Harry’s help and Harry suggested you might want to document it,’ Myst explained.

‘I’ll be there in five minutes,’ Hermione replied as the clerk started pulling books out of the expanded basket, ‘maybe ten minutes depending on how long it takes the clerk to ring up my order.’

‘No worries, that should give me enough time to finish upgrading Natalie and Harry. Did you manage to buy the vanishing cabinet?’

‘I wonder if she’d agree to Lily or James for names?’ Harry mused to himself as he reached back and gently caressed Natalie’s bottom.

‘Zatanna and I bought out most of Borgin’s stock, he had some interesting if terrible magical items. Wendy should have some interesting items from the junk shop and Sophia was looking at the pet shop for a good stock of useful magical creatures.’

Sirius snickered as he watched Natalie wiggle. “Any luck?”

‘I’ll drop them a line so they can watch as well,’ Myst sent back then turned to look at Sirius. “Yeah, Hermione is at the checkout stand and they managed to get the vanishing cabinet, she’ll be here in five to ten minutes.”

“I’m surprised she didn’t have any trouble with Borgin,” Sirius muttered.

“She was with Zatanna Zatara,” Myst explained.

“Ah, that makes sense, he knows better than to mess with Giovanni’s family. So what are you buying from Borgin?”

“We’re going to build our very own secret magical world and I needed the vanishing cabinet, so I had them purchase pretty much everything to put him out of business as well.”

“Why are you building a magic world and more importantly how?” Sirius asked amused at the idea.

“Because the current version is horrible,” Myst replied. “They use a blood purity based system where a merit based system would be better. And as to the how...”

0o0o0

‘Have you figured out who you’re going to use as a midwife?’ Hermione asked as she started counting counting out galleons, happy that the goblins had given them a decent price for the rupees.

‘I’d sort of forgotten about that little detail considering the belt should keep all of the children healthy and we have regeneration items,’ Myst admitted as he spent 12,700 mana to boost the enchantment that insured a healthy child up to a full 100%.

‘I’d forgotten about that,’ Hermione admitted. ‘Let my sisters know, I’ll be there in a few minutes.’

‘Have fun,’ Myst replied then dropped the connection and reached out for Wendy’s mind. ‘Hey cutie.’

‘Hey yourself, give me a second,’ Wendy replied as she glanced over at where Beast Boy was flirting with the clerk, keeping her distracted. “Ready?” she asked in a whisper as she glanced at Raven’s twin, still not sure about Beast Boy’s insane plan.

“Ready,” Crow replied in a whisper as she touched the Hogwarts’ globe on the floor with her knee.

“Any luck?” Harry asked.

“Hermione should be here shortly and Wendy is grabbing something from the pet store,” Myst replied as he worked on upgrading how much knowledge the belt gave the children.

Wendy cast the twin spell on the lazy fire crab in the cage, creating a duplicate of the six legged turtle like creature next to her, mildly annoyed that they needed a special license to purchase one legally, something that was almost never granted to muggleborns.

Crow quickly reached over and laid a hand on the duplicated fire crab’s shell. “Hogwarts grounds.”

Wendy smiled as Crow vanished with the duplicated fire crab without any alarms going off. ‘I’m good, what’s up?’

‘I upgraded the magical pregnancy belt so that it would only take nine minutes and Tonks’ twin and agreed to help. Harry figured you’d want to document the results.’ 

‘Is there anything you need before I collect the rest of my group?’ Wendy asked, eager to see what would happen, as it had the potential to make her own future pregnancies quick and easy so it wouldn’t interfere with her career.

‘Are there any Cornish Pixies for sale? Hermione had an interesting idea that involved the belt, Dobby and a transformed magical girl pixie.’

‘I’ll see what I can find,’ Wendy replied with amusement.

‘In that case, I’ll see you in a few,’ Myst said then dropped the connection. “Wendy should be back in a bit, hopefully with some pixies.”

“I have a feeling this is either going to work… or it isn’t and something will go wrong,” Sirius said trying to sound wise and failing badly.

“Maybe gloriously horribly wrong,” Myst joked as he reached out with his telepathy and touched Sophia’s mind. ‘Any luck?’

‘More than I was expecting,” Sophia replied with amusement. ‘I found an interesting pocket quidditch set that is missing the snitch which should be useful for your drones.’

‘Oh?’ Myst asked, having never heard of pocket quidditch.

‘The charmed marbles and sticks to expand into quidditch balls and bats fit in a small metal tin that you can fit in your pocket.’

‘That sounds useful for pickup games, why isn’t it more common?’ Myst asked, fairly sure Harry would have mentioned it if he’d known about it.

‘The unbreakable charms on the marbles tended to wear out after a couple of months, which caused the glass balls to explode when they got hit by the beaters. It caused a bit of a scandal and the witch that created it fled to Australia to avoid lawsuits.’

‘Why didn’t she just use metal ball bearings or something?’ Myst asked.

‘According to the shopkeeper, she thought the glass balls were pretty.’

‘Worth experimenting with. Anything else?’ Myst liked the idea of being able to turn the drones into cannonball sized projectiles for use against particularly durable targets.

‘A few dozen journals that might be interesting once they’re translated, two dozen old wands, a magnifying glass with a broken handle that lets you see inside of things and people, two half melted floating candles, a portrait of a fat man with a lisp and a bad attitude toward muggleborn that you can experiment on, a printer with a cut power cord that conjures paper whenever anyone pushes the ‘out of paper’ button, a muggle pen that can change colors and won’t run out of ink, a muggle printer cartridge that someone enchanted with endless ink.’

‘You’re grabbing the printer and the cartridge, right?’ Myst asked, wanting to make sure.

‘Of course,’ Sophia replied, looking forward to giving her parents knock-offs printers that never ran out of ink or paper. ‘I also picked up some charmed toys that might be interesting, including a collection of dolls that are charmed to do various things.’

‘Sounds like you’ve got a decent haul,’ Myst agreed. ‘On that note, I talked Tonks’ twin into testing the pregnancy belt and Harry volunteered to wear the crown and knock her up, do you want to watch?’

‘Of course,’ Sophia replied as she glanced over at Tabitha and Tara. ‘Tara and Tabitha are grabbing all the snow globes, we should be done checking out in a couple minutes. Where do we need to go?’’

‘Sirius’s house,’ Myst replied.

‘We’ll see you in a couple minutes,’ Sophia replied as she headed for the counter. “Time to go.”

Myst dropped the connection and turned to Natalie and Harry. “Hermione and her sisters should be here in a few minutes, that gives us plenty of time to work on upgrading your abilities.”

Natalie grinned. “Upgrade away.”

0o0o0

Raven ignored the girlish squeals coming from the other room as the girls fused over Natalie’s adorable twin girls and focused her attention on the Cornish Pixie that Wendy had brought back. She couldn’t understand the creature’s high pitched voice but she felt the girl’s excitement about whatever Myst was telling her in an equally high pitched whine. “Is that a yes or no?”

Myst listened to the pixie then nodded. “That’s a yes provided she gets to cause a bunch of chaos.” He handed the pixie a tiny magical transformation locket.

The pixie put the necklace on then activated it, transforming from a six inch pixie to a six foot tall attractive green haired teenage girl. “Cé leis a bhfuil gnéas agam?” she asked as she looked at her unfamiliar hands.

Raven blinked as she realized that the pixie was at least slightly more understandable in her human sized form, even if she had no idea what she’d said. “What did she say?”

“She asked who she was having sex with,” Myst said as he looked at Dobby. “One galleon, right?”

“Dobby still thinks you have this backwards,” Dobby muttered under his breath, knowing that Lucius had to pay people when he went to the whorehouse and lots more than one galleon.

“Put these on.” Myst handed the transformed pixie the belt and Dobby the crown, trusting his ability to translate the words.

“If it makes you feel better, we’re paying you to put on a show,” Crow explained as she walked over and pulled Raven into a hug from behind. “We really need to work on your link with daddy dearest,” she muttered the last part sarcastically.

Raven leaned into her sister’s embrace, knowing that she couldn’t do much more without her magic reacting negatively, thanks to the link with her father.

Myst noticed Raven’s flash of annoyance. “If you want, I can upgrade the link until a pleasant scent or touch is an explosion of emotion, wonder and love in your father’s mind,” he offered as he watched the pixie put the belt on backwards. ‘Hopefully, the resulting children aren’t completely scatterbrained. Ah well, I can always upgrade the next generation.’

Raven considered her options. “Let’s wait until we can hit a desert or bombed out city we don’t care about.”

“Works for me,” Myst agreed as he tilted his head so that he didn’t have to look right at Dobby, as the house elf stripped out of his makeshift clothes, revealing hundreds of scars of his back and legs. ‘Yeah, Lucius needs to die. What the hell could Dobby do to deserve all that?’

Beast Boy blinked as he walked into the room and saw Dobby fucking a green haired girl he was hoping wasn’t one of his twins. “Dude, midget porn?”

“Dobby is a house elf,” Myst said without looking at Dobby.

“Don’t worry, we’re paying your twin quite well,” Rachel said as she walked over to join her sisters.

Raven shook her head, trying not to crack a smile at the look on Beast Boy’s face.

“Mistress is a bad girl!” Dobby said enthusiastically, forgetting for the moment that he wasn’t fucking his old mistress.

Myst shook his head as he realized that Lucius might have a legitimate grievance against Dobby or at least his wife, not that it justified torturing him. He listened to the pixie’s happy squeals that were only half understandable despite his ability to understand languages. ‘At least they’re having fun.’