Miss Dempsey was very passionate about her work, Gus noted, as the woman across from him seemed to make noises of interest, or paused to press her quill against the notebook harder than she had previously. He could only wonder what would come of this; how much truth she would use and how much she would twist into fiction. It didn’t bother him either way because he’d been prone to stretching the truth at times, and well… any curse breaker he’d ever crossed paths with always wanted to make themselves a little more exciting than they appeared – it made sense when everyone around them was in the same career path and lived just as exciting lives.
He smiled softly and leaned his elbow against the table before resting his chin against his palm. “There’s always a little fear, even after being trained because no two tombs are ever the same. And well, if you meet more curse breakers you’ll see we’re all alike; we all live for adventure, so really, nothing is too dangerous even if you don’t know what the heck you’re doing.” Gus laughed as he reached forward absentmindedly to plop a sixth sugar cube into the tea. He nodded them at her. “The travel is why I did it at first, honestly.” He’d seen everywhere he’d ever dreamed of – and more, but he didn’t want to rub it in Miss Dempsey’s face. Women didn’t have the same career options and it seemed unfair to speak of things some could only dream of.
Gus blinked at her before his lips quipped into a smile. “It’s not necessarily about getting rich, it’s about having something that no one else has. Imagine owning Tutankhamun's death mask, or Excalibur; there’s only one that exists in the world, and everyone knows you own it.” Sure they were after power, but they were also prideful creatures, wanting more than anyone around them. “I think they’re just greedy. And of course it wouldn’t surprise me if they wanted to be more powerful. The Ministry just gave back control of Gringotts to them in 1865, and I’m pretty sure they never want to lose it again.” Especially with all the treasures kept in the vaults of Gringotts – they couldn’t touch it if the Ministry owned the bank and decreed it.
He couldn’t help but chuckle at her. “Just the wrong place at the wrong time. Someone gets word that there might be something valuable in a tomb, or there were rumors of a treasure someone came home with in a cave, so other people go there.” Gus paused as he appraised her, but he still pressed forward. “I wouldn't say I had a rival, but you’d be surprised how often it happens. And aim to get them out of the way, but not kill. You’re not after them, just the treasure. Although in the heat of the moment, as spells are whizzing past your head, you don’t quite remember that tidbit.” Gus nearly winced. “But no one I know has ever died from a rival wizard.”
He smiled softly and leaned his elbow against the table before resting his chin against his palm. “There’s always a little fear, even after being trained because no two tombs are ever the same. And well, if you meet more curse breakers you’ll see we’re all alike; we all live for adventure, so really, nothing is too dangerous even if you don’t know what the heck you’re doing.” Gus laughed as he reached forward absentmindedly to plop a sixth sugar cube into the tea. He nodded them at her. “The travel is why I did it at first, honestly.” He’d seen everywhere he’d ever dreamed of – and more, but he didn’t want to rub it in Miss Dempsey’s face. Women didn’t have the same career options and it seemed unfair to speak of things some could only dream of.
Gus blinked at her before his lips quipped into a smile. “It’s not necessarily about getting rich, it’s about having something that no one else has. Imagine owning Tutankhamun's death mask, or Excalibur; there’s only one that exists in the world, and everyone knows you own it.” Sure they were after power, but they were also prideful creatures, wanting more than anyone around them. “I think they’re just greedy. And of course it wouldn’t surprise me if they wanted to be more powerful. The Ministry just gave back control of Gringotts to them in 1865, and I’m pretty sure they never want to lose it again.” Especially with all the treasures kept in the vaults of Gringotts – they couldn’t touch it if the Ministry owned the bank and decreed it.
He couldn’t help but chuckle at her. “Just the wrong place at the wrong time. Someone gets word that there might be something valuable in a tomb, or there were rumors of a treasure someone came home with in a cave, so other people go there.” Gus paused as he appraised her, but he still pressed forward. “I wouldn't say I had a rival, but you’d be surprised how often it happens. And aim to get them out of the way, but not kill. You’re not after them, just the treasure. Although in the heat of the moment, as spells are whizzing past your head, you don’t quite remember that tidbit.” Gus nearly winced. “But no one I know has ever died from a rival wizard.”
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