Does she want me to make a list with names? Elaine thought idly. She had no doubt of Voldemort’s power, but what could he do against her uncle? Lucifer was a class on his own.
“Well, something that isn’t human? Neither a witch nor a… er… muggle?” she tried to say, choosing a less shocking approach. “There are many things walking among us. Demons, gods, angels… Other creatures older than time like beings of fleshless shells who crave for skin and bones.” Angels were by far the most dangerous. You couldn’t trust in their supposed goodness. All they did, in Elaine’s life, was to stir trouble.
The girl Demiurge waited serene until Bellatrix expressed her frustration. She didn’t lecture her or tried to comfort her with a lie. It wasn’t right, it wouldn’t help her.
“She must be from your future. And you’ll need money, just in case. You can use this,” Elaine pointed out, releasing her hand after a light shake. She pulled something from her dress pocket. It was rectangular and shone with a metallic plutonium color against the sunlight. A credit card with the name: Bellatrix Black written on its back. Elaine had anticipated enough to remove one temptation less to Imperio a citizen for her needs. She offered the card and hurried to add: “Don’t ask. Let’s agree I work in mysterious ways and leave at it.”