Hey everyone! Quick update. I've changed the name from "Pureblood Party" to "Alliance." I wasn't aware that Grindelwald's faction actually had an official name, or maybe my memory was just a bit foggy, it's been years since I watched Harry Potter as a kid. Shoutout to the reader who pointed that out and jogged my memory, appreciate it!
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Draco's heart skipped a beat at Cassandra's words. He understood that his lingering caution toward the Secret Order hadn't gone unnoticed.
It was only natural—any accomplished wizard would be wary in such circumstances.
Sensing his unease, Cassandra offered a reassuring smile.
"Relax, newcomer. The Secret Order is a covert organization founded by Joker. Its primary purpose is to provide a platform for elite wizards like us to exchange information and collaborate."
"You can buy and sell magical items, trade in rare magical creatures, seek answers to your questions, or even post requests for assistance. We're not here to harm you—we're here to be your allies. Only the strong are worthy of befriending the strong."
Draco blinked in surprise. He had once spoken those very words to Harry.
Intrigued, yet still cautious, Draco asked, "And the price?"
Cassandra's smile remained, but her tone grew serious.
"It's simple. First, you must never reveal any information about the Secret Order to outsiders."
"Second, you must never act against the interests of the Order or its members."
"Third, you must complete any tasks assigned by the Order."
Draco's brow furrowed. "Tasks? What kind of tasks?"
Cassandra shrugged. "Who knows? But rest assured—Joker never assigns tasks beyond your abilities. After all, even if we ordered you to assassinate Dumbledore, you wouldn't actually try, would you?"
Draco's lips twitched at the audacity of the suggestion. The more he heard, the more he found himself drawn to this shadowy organization—and to the enigmatic figure of Joker.
"I have one final request," Draco said carefully. "I want to meet Joker."
The atmosphere in the room shifted instantly. Cassandra, who had been so composed, slammed her hand against the table.
"Enough! Do you think Joker is someone you can simply summon at will?"
Kirk stepped in smoothly to defuse the tension.
"In the Secret Order, we only meet Joker if he chooses to summon us. He watches from the shadows—always observing."
He gestured to the head of the round table. There, an identity card lay untouched—a grinning jester's mask staring back at them.
Despite himself, Draco felt a shiver run down his spine.
Cassandra's voice cut through the silence.
"Now—your questions have been answered. Will you join us, or walk away?"
A long pause followed. Just as Cassandra's patience began to fray, Draco spoke.
"I'll join."
The words hung in the air. He had made his decision—spurred by the same belief that Wentworth had once shared with him: only the strong could befriend the strong.
Perhaps... Wentworth was already one of them.
Cassandra's eyes gleamed with satisfaction. She placed the Stars deck on the table.
"Draw your card."
Draco stepped forward, fingers brushing the deck before drawing a single card.
The Jack of Clubs.
"Welcome to the Order, Jack of Clubs."
Kirk and Cedric offered their congratulations as Draco took a seat.
"You now have access to all the rights of the Order," Cassandra declared.
Draco glanced around, frowning.
"Is it just the four of us?"
Cassandra and Cedric exchanged awkward looks, but Kirk chuckled.
"Of course not. Different members are summoned for different agendas. Only Joker can call the entire Order at once."
Draco exhaled slowly, oddly reassured by the secrecy. This was no ordinary group—it was something far older, far more dangerous.
A flicker of curiosity stirred within him.
"I have a question," he said abruptly. "How can I seek an answer... and what price must I pay?"
Cassandra blinked, caught off guard.
Kirk grinned.
"Go ahead, Jack of Clubs. Ask away."
Draco took a steadying breath.
"Do any of you know... Nicolas Flamel?"
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