Capítulo 26: Owlers
I held out myself constantly in my seat daydreaming preventing me from giving attention of how the train is moving. For limiting my motion sickness. It makes me feel like I'm about to puke gallons.
Raizel seems to noticed me planting a bemused face as the other guy Walter noticed my pitiful face.
"Is there something wrong?" Walter asked in concern. I opened my eyes seeing them in an uncomfortable silence. Are they taking about me?
"Nothing really.. motion sickness," I replied, that, I usually don't do. Even with Raizel, now staring at me in disbelief.
"That's bloody terrible, want some chocolates?" Walter with his casual nature, grab his bag finding his chocolates but I denied quickly.
Remus vibes I see...
Raizel coughs perturbed by Walter's unusual casualness. Now I get why he locked the door. Raizel seems to know my dislikes of people interaction.
Perhaps I have been away from communication so long I don't even know how to converse properly now. Making every conversation with others very uncomfortable and awkward.
Walter nodded. As I return to my sleep to forget my stomach aching. It was rather hard as sleeping while in motion isn't my thing.
Seconds passed, turning into minutes. Soon, becoming hours.
I stayed keeping my dizziness all to myself, as much as for Raizel to be concernly tense. His face wanting to ask if I'm okay. Kinda laughable though. He's always jittery and nervous when in front of me.
Is it because of him not being used to serve a child or just he's really awkward?
The train suddenly stopped making us sway forward and back, there's the voice announcement of the arrival in King's Cross and Walter kindly sent farewell like we've been together for years. What a weird man.
We just half heartedly smile in uncertainty what to do.
How troublesome...
Raizel grabbed his own bag while I grab mine as well as the already awake Faux just staring at me.
He makes certain mood actions when he either hungry, angry, jolly, or bored, but here, it's unclear.
I just brushed it off putting him in my shoulder as I follow Raizel going out of the train, arriving at King's Cross.
There was lot of people hoarding around, waiting us to go away for them to finally go in. It was very noisy. But I guessed I have to get used to it. I speedwalked among the crowds, professionally avoiding body touch. And thankfully, I arrived at the exit. Where surprisingly, Raizel is already standing there waiting for me. Talls have it good huh?
"Where are they located?" I question Raizel who immediately answered in his informative voice like a professional speaker.
"The Owlers sir, with your dismay earlier about the two being not in presence, I have ordered for another two in the company."
Continuing, "Total of five wizards are in your building, while two of them are waiting in Brixton, London," He complied as I nodded. Did he thought I was disappointed by the two that were absent? What a perfectionist....He can beat the butler of Batman already..
But then, not really, I was just disappointed finding my mentors, Arch and Claude, not those "two", who are absent.
"You really expect me to come into two location? Just for them?" I sarcastically scolded him. They can't even just make the effort to be in one place. Wasting time..
"I'm sorry sire," He bowed to me again like a butler would do. I grunted, continuing to walk.
"Never mind, send those other two to look out for the 'two'.." I just said as he gulped his temple obviously getting sweats.
"Master Arch and Clau-"
"Yeah, yeah, those two, let's go" I interrupted immediately for him saying the obvious.
"Yes sir," He says following me in my steps behind. We were only walking as I specifically ordered the company building Ownlings to be build near the King's Cross. Surveys says its pretty crowded so a good place to lay onto. So from King's Cross, it's only a walking distance. No transportation needed.
Remembering my plan, I talked again to Raizel looking slightly to the back as he followed.
"Borrow one Owlers car"
He lifts his eyebrow up in uncertainty.
"Car sir? Are you going somewhere?"
He asked for confirmation. Oh yeah, never really mentioned about my plan to him. I just informed him to get the Owlers.
"No shit Sherlock, no, I'm gonna sleep in it" I pit out to the lad, he may be a good secretary guy but dang, he's full of doubts.
"Okay sire" He nodded getting to it immediately.
He grabs something from his pockets and that is the oldy phones that you can bend then to close it or open it. He soon typed my words.
There's only few minutes before we reach the spot. I close my eyes trying to sense the people surrounding me within the radius of 1km. Closing my eyes, I see their energy going around their body. But wizards have specific circulation that makes them stands out. So finding them is pretty easy.
Just near, comes exactly 5 people standing beside each other. Ready for my arrival. I nodded satisfied.
Raizel finished typing his message and soon then, we've arrived.
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I see the building of Owling, my goody ass company, that stands tall among the rest, houses and apartments that surrounds it. It was not that actually super tall but would be considered good.
I helped the architecture to plan out the structure as I was going for the future modernity that the society yet hasn't developed. A thing the other buildings doesn't have as they don't have the knowledge of the future. Even Arch's company, Night.
It has a total of 11 floors, but 5 of them are basements. It's the hidden area as for the brewing of the potion and magical stuff, things cannot be seen by muggles.
There's the entrance, and in the side is the parking lot. In the middle, stands the 5 Owlers that I ordered.
Going near, they stare at Raizel confusingly. As Raizel also stares at them back confusingly.
But Raizel gulps, realizing the situation. They don't know its me yet..
That this "kid" right here, is me. My original form. They only know the 'black man' as their boss.
That's why none of them are bowing nor greeting like how they usually would do when they meet me in my black man form.
Raizel rushly speak to them in whispers. Immediately solving the puzzling situation.
"that's master Faust right in front of you...."
The five was discombobulated, their minds outside their head. They then glance at me for confirmation, glancing in the other place more, presumably finding the 'black man' that I always transform into. The one they know that is 'Faust'. Only to not see that 'black man'. Much to more confusion.
"Idiots, it's the little kid!" Raziel continues, exclaiming in silence. And that's where the Owlers started moving.
Wow, he dare calls me a little kid. Mister Rai, you're only 21, and combining my past life, I'm your senior.
They stared at me still baffled, incredulity surrounding them. But still, they bowed politely greeting me...
"Good Afternoon, Sire Faust," They simultaneously said in a fancy manner with their rough cold and deep voice. People would scream already if they see them in pack.
The Owlers here, is a group of 7 wizards that stand out from the company, the ones I specifically picked. Some of them are even stronger than me, but they are the wizards that doesn't want to be involved with the Wizarding World.
But as they studied in Magic Schools like Beuxbaton, Ilvermorny, and Hogwarts, they don't have any muggle certificate of education. Meaning, they can live like muggle without having a normal job. As they don't meet the requirement as they don't have any knowledge about science, math, or any other thing out there.
So then, I myself gave them a job. They're thankful enough. As my company isn't that too much of an "underworld vibes". No selling drugs or anything.
Anyway, I observed them as they stilled in their bow position, perfectly 45°. The other two are indeed absent, replaced with new faces. I recall, it's Ezmond and Ezekiel that is missing.
I just coughed making them go back in place.
"This is me, real me. I used Polyjuice Potion," I explained, though theyre still surprised that they're serving me, they nodded, understanding me.
"I probably looked like a fifth year or something but in only starting Hogwarts in this year's September."
They grasped in obvious shockness.
"So I expect you to guide the company to good success while I'm gone. Raizel will be able to give the reports only once every two weeks, meaning two every month. If I ever see someone mess up....,"
I glared at them hiding a glint, yet the coldness is visible. Seeing their lowly faces, I smiled, opposite of what they expected. Turning the bad atmosphere into a bright one.
"You gotta do a better job then!" I continued. Them sighing in relief. They're wizards cmon, finding them alone lingering in the muggle world is already hard. Having bunch of wizards working for you is more harder. So imma go easy on them.
"Anyway, where's the car?" I then asked. Going onto my plan.
They looked at me, taking a moment before responding.
"There sir," One pointed at a car in the parking lot.
"You guys have your own cars right? Get in your own, Raizel will send you the address of where are we going," I state as I started walking, going to the car for me.
While walking, Raizel asked me as he himself doesn't know where to go. Others obviously peeked in with the conversation.
"Where are you going sir?" He silently asked.
"An orphanage," I simply said without much information.
Their confusion was back at it again..
"Then, why are the Owlers needed?" Raizel asked his final question. And I nodded, good question.
Before getting in the car, I stopped for a moment. All of them doing the same surrounding me with their tall bodies.
"You guys are weaklings," I stated the truth, yet they glared at me insulted. They have the looks of 'Really?'
"Sooo...."
"I'm going to train you guys by myself"
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Ellohhh, so for the phone viewers that can't view the pics. I found a solution though you have to memorized it. Only few though. I've just shortened the links.
But then, this looks doesn't really matter currently as this was last two years ago in the story.
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Faust Elliot Demetrius -
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Justin Quinton -
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Anastasia Sinclair -
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Archaic Caius -
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Claude Brooks -
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I will do an update later on once he gets on hogwarts. Appearance update I mean. But well, 'only those who are present'.
BTW, Owlers are basically a small organization. You can say like Board of Directors of the company. Or let's say like Order of Phoenix.
It's created by Elliot, whom picked the best 7 wizards that work for him. They're like his personal servants or something. So yeah, might be confusing, so I edited some parts out.
PENSAMENTOS DOS CRIADORES 
Previously they were called, 'Owls' but yet, now Owlers. They're the people I said that will back up MC in the future happenings.
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