"You don't have to try and justify it to me. As I said I have long accepted this sin for what it is." He said with a grateful but firm look.
"I wasn't trying to justify it, merely stating my opinion on the matter. I'm pragmatic. If those people were already going to die what's so wrong with getting something out of it?" I said with a shrug.
"It's immoral. Cruel even." he said shaking his head.
"I won't argue with you about morality, that's a pointless argument to have. Too deep into who we are as people." I said letting the matter drop.
"True enough. Now then shall we go drop in on Olympia?" he asked with a slightly playful wink.
We followed the well hidden path from the farm into the valleys that hid the school in question quietly. I felt the wards the moment we stepped through them but while they were on passive mode they didn't delay us at all. Much like Hogwarts the students had all gone home for the summer so the place was eerily empty. The place was still gorgeous but without the hustle and bustle of the students quiet.-
"Ah Monsieur Drake! I had wondered if you would be visiting again over this summer break. And of course it's always a pleasure to see you as well Monsieur Flammel." Madam Maxime said in french as we walked into her office.
"Good evening Madam, I was told that in order to reach his home we'd need to go through the schools flu connection." I said with a shrug.
"An unfortunate necessity, even after six hundred years of failed attempts there exist those who would still try to steal the stone if the residence was open to the public." she said a little bitterly.
"That's just the way people are. If it's easier to just steal what they want then make it on their own they will usually do so. After six centuries of time though I imagine the stone's protection to be nigh impenetrable. Time gives the luxury of extreme thoroughness after all." I said calmly.
"Indeed. That reminds me but I do need to dispose of this fake stone I let Albus borrow." Flammel said taking out the stone in question.
"I'll take that if you don't want it." I said immediately.
"Oh? I don't believe it should have much use for you though? Why would you want it?" He asked curiously.
"I can show you actually. You are also welcome to come see as well." I said to Madam Maxime at the end before setting my suitcase on the ground and opening it.
I elementalized and shot into the opening before quickly summoning my nearly complete Fayth from my inventory before they could follow me. The statue was already filled with the souls that would fuel the summoning and as a result glowed brightly and hummed with energy waiting to be used. I had the Fayth sealed using the summoning arts to keep it dormant because otherwise there was no telling what sort of effect those astral souls would cause.-
Soon Flammel and Madam Maxime both descended the stairs into my suitcase and looked around curiously.
"It really is quite similar to Newt's suitcase, smaller though." Flammel said with a smile as he looked around.
They both quickly found where I was standing and froze as they picked up the fluctuations coming off the crystal statue next to me.
"Heavens! What on Earth is that!?" Madam Maxime exclaimed in both awe and trepidation.
"This is my Fayth. It's almost complete but I needed a last aspect to finish and activate it, the ward stone. That stone is the perfect thing to complete it." I said seriously.
"Fayth? I am not familiar with the word, what does it mean?" Flammel asked as he paced around the statue examining it closely.
"It's the term used to describe the conduit through which large scale summonings are made possible." I explained honestly.
"Summonings? You are intending to bring an extraplanar entity to our world?" He asked with a grave expression.
I quickly shook my head "Absolutely not! Summoning is just what the magic is called. It works by sort of materializing a concept, a dream basically into the real world. The Fayth must represent this thing however hence the shape I have created it in." I explained hurriedly.
"And what does this Fayth summon?" Madam Maxime asked seriously.
I grinned "A realm. Or at least part of one. An island that exists outside this worlds space but is firmly attached to it. A sanctuary that I alone can reach and have absolute authority in." I said proudly.
"Incredible! If you succeed I dare say this will rival the philosophers stone. A fragment of reality bound entirely to a single wizards will, like a god's realm almost." Flammel said marveling.
"And what price have you paid for this? All magic has a cost and something like this must be astronomically expensive." Madam Maxime asked with a deep frown.
"Nothing that concerns anyone else in this world if that is what you are concerned about. Nothing is taken from myself either not to worry." I said making it clear I definitely wasn't going to answer that question.
There was simply no way to say I was using the souls of hundreds of thousands of inhuman monsters as fuel here without also explaining how I got them. I was rapidly becoming harder and harder to touch in this world but by no means was I actually untouchable yet. Until I reached that point I wasn't telling anyone about my connection to the multiverse.