HP: The Magical Gamer

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"They were fair and merciful to their subjects, both magical and non-magical, and were in return beloved by them. They kept their people safe and helped them to live comfortable lives."

"But soon, the then-new head of the Clan, Klaus Atros, suddenly migrated to the British Isles with his whole family and wealth."

"The reason for this abrupt decision was that they were trying to find the last settlement of elves. And they knew that the last of the elves were hiding on some island from their own family history."

Harry thought she wasn't really being brief and precise, he wasn't really interested to know about her family.

He wanted to know what really happened to her, but seeing the happy glow on her face as she passionately talked about her ancestors made him smile.

He thought she looked so cute when she showed her childish side and didn't try to mimic her mother.

Still, he had one burning question he wanted to ask, but before he could do that, his mother squeezed his arm, apparently somehow knowing that he was going to interrupt her storytime.

Heeding her warning, he kept his mouth shut and patiently listened.

Thankfully, Daphne answered the question by herself.

"They were after the elves because the Clan Atros was created thousand years before even Klaus' time by the great elf, Ellahin, and his human wife, Raya. These two were the progenitors of the Atros Clan.

"Klaus was ambitious. He had heard about the wonderful powers his ancestors had because they had the blood of the elves.

He thought that the children produced from the union of an elf and magical human would be ridiculously more powerful than a normal wizard/witch and would also have various supernatural abilities.

And Klaus wanted this, he wanted his children to be special.

"He searched for the last elves in the British isles to find an elven bride. Alas, he didn't find it here. Britain wasn't the island where the elves were hiding from humanity. But he didn't give up and decided to go further west in hopes to find the mythical island."

"But his family was done with the wild-goose chase that had gone on for decades and declined his order to accompany him. They wanted nothing to do with this unfruitful task anymore. They wanted to settle down and build a legacy."

"In a fit of fiery anger at their betrayal, he removed his entire family from the Clan Atros, leaving them all nameless. Although Klaus' younger brother, unperturbed by it, built a new family for them by the last name Black and married his older sister."

"And that's how the Blacks became a family in Britain. But we are not here to talk about the disgraced Blacks. No, we are discussing Klaus."

"The last member of the Atros Clan, Klaus, went on a mad voyage to search for the elves. Not caring if he died on his adventure. His only dream had been to have an elven bride and strong children and was ready to lose his life in its pursuit."

"As if some higher power was rewarding him for all his hard work and perseverance, he finally reached a random island, the last resting place for the elves. It was as if Elune herself had blessed him and offered a safe passage."

"Unfortunately, by the time he reached the mythical island, only half a dozen elves remained and they all were preparing to leave the human world for their home world, Alfheim, like others. But somehow, Klaus managed to convince the only female among them, Illiniya, to marry him. Illiniya agreed to become his wife since she was impressed by his story."

"And the newly-weds returned to the British Isles with a new clan name, Greengrass, in honour of Illiniya who loved nature. This was how the Clan Atros became extinct and two new families, Greengrass and Black, came to be. Even the Blacks have forgotten about Clan Atros, leaving only the Greengrass family to remember their rich cultural roots."

Daphne ended her story with a happy smile and unshed tears. Harry could feel her pride and joy from where he was sitting. It was overwhelming.

She really loved her family name and was quite proud of it and didn't fear showing it. But Harry wasn't sure how much of it was true and how much of it was a myth.

Although he wasn't going to ask her that. She might just start a fight for insulting her beloved ancestors.

"I see. I guess it does tell us about how Greengrass and Black are the oldest bloodlines in Britain. While it was all interesting and informative, what does it have to do with your nearly-dead state?" Lily asked, not letting her scepticism show. While Daphne might be right about the oldest English families, she might also be wrong.

Harry, who was aware that she had been on some foolish quest, remained silent, wanting to hear it from her.

"After Klaus Greengrass came back, he also brought with him a red ruby from that Island. He enchanted it and made it a tracker which would provide directions to the Greengrass family if they ever needed to go to that mythic Island."

"The land where the moon Goddess, Elune, resided. Although Klaus Greengrass never met her himself, he believed in her existence which was further fortified by his wife, Illiniya."

"I confess that I had always been mesmerised by this story. Which was told to me by my mother, who herself had heard it from my father. It has been my favourite fairytale since I first heard it."

"But in the end, it was just a story and nothing else. A true story, but nothing that would affect me. At least that's what I believed until I found the red ruby in my father's study."

"Since then, I realised that the goddess, Elune, might still be there. I wanted to go on a mighty voyage like Klaus Greengrass and return with my heart's deepest desire. But I was young and weak. It would have been a surefire way to die.

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