“So, what are you doing over Christmas Break?” Harry asked.
Leon shrugged as he scooted around to get comfortable in the Hogwarts Express carriage, “Not much, just going home and getting my Broom issue fixed.
What about you?”
“Me and Aunt Petunia are going to Sirius Black’s home for a Christmas celebration and to get to know him better.
He’s my Godfather you know.” Harry said while looking excited.
“It’s not like you haven’t told us a million times mate.” Ron said in exasperation, “You’ve been exchanging letters with him practically daily.”
“What I didn’t tell you is that he’s invited me and all my friends too.” Harry said smugly, “If you can spare your Christmas day that is.
He particularly invited you and your mum Leon.
Only got the letter this morning.”
Leon paused at that, a visitation to the Black manor would be an opportunity to retrieve one of Morty’s soul fragments.
He’d been planning to visit the Gaunt shack to have the Mortys retrieve the Ring Horcrux and the Resurrection Stone that was set in that very ring.
Now he could add two Mortys to his collection instead of just one over the Holydays.
“I’m fairly certain that my mother and I will be able to make time to visit on Christmas.” Leon pondered aloud, “I’ll write you tomorrow to let you know if we can make it.”
“Either of you up for some Wizard’s Chess?” Ron asked, reaching for his bag.
Both Leon and Harry groaned.
Ron was a fiend for Chess.
Especially after getting the Chess set that Leon had given him from participating in his Cheese Eating Chess Tournament.
Ron had actually sought out the Hogwarts Chess Club and was now an active member.
Leon was certain that he would end up being the President of the Chess Club by the Seventh Year.
Leon hadn’t managed to memorize the book in the Undercroft yet, he would be waiting until after Christmas Break to finish it off.
He didn’t take it with him, leaving the book where it was in the Undercroft.
The break was going to be a busy time for Leon.
Pulling the Island out of the Vivarium, along with its coastal waters, and placing it all within the Hunting Grounds was set for January 1st.
The day after Christmas was when he would be going to the Gaunt Shack.
And immediately afterwards he had to go and make a bunch of Dremora conversions for his Mother and Fathers budding companies in the Muggle world.
All in all, the break wasn’t going to be much of break for Leon.
These first few days before Christmas would see him holed up in the Prewett manor reading through his family magic books.
He was fairly certain that those books wouldn’t apply to his Task.
But it was a martially inclined family legacy and Leon was keen on becoming an able combatant.
His biological father was known as a potent combatant using those methods.
The train ride was fairly standard, Leon again noticed that the Trolley Witch was abnormal.
Her magic blending with the Train itself in a very strange way.
Now that he had seen a true Horcrux in person, he knew that the Train wasn’t one.
But there was still something incredibly odd going on.
Aside from his strange conspiracy theories about the Trolley Witch.
Leon begrudgingly had his ass handed to him in several rounds of Wizard’s Chess by Ron.
After letting Harry take over being a whipping post for Ronald’s Chess fetish, Leon found himself pondering the state of Wizard entertainment.
Witches and Wizards had so much potential when it came to games and possible sports.
But there were only like three pastimes that occupied them.
Gobstones, Wizards Chess, and Quidditch.
There were of course several other niche games and prank products.
But the overall state of their entertainment was abysmal.
Leon wasn’t in a position to start something new for the wizarding world just yet.
But he could imagine how awesome a magical version of Dungeons and Dragons would be.
Maybe something like Magic the Gathering would work as well, but it wouldn’t be as cool as creating a table with action figures that moved and played by the rules of D&D.
He could see that becoming a very big thing in the Wizarding world.
Leon added making a few new board games for wizard kind to his ever growing list of mid to long term goals in his notebook that was specifically there for those kinds of ideas.
“Wha’chu writing about?” Ron asked.
“Just some ideas for making a few new magical games like Wizard’s chess.” Leon said as he slid the notebook back into his pockets.
“Like what?” Harry asked.
“Ehh, just some basic ideas, nothing specific at the moment.
It was just an idea so I thought I’d jot it down real quick for the future.” Leon said noncommittally.
“You do that an awful lot.
Maybe you should talk to Fred and George?
They are really good at making things.” Ron said.
Leon thought about it for a moment then pulled the notebook back out and made a note to talk to the twins.
It was actually a good idea.
It was barely touched on in the books other than the fact they made lots of different prank products.
But they seemed to have a knack for potions, enchanting, and alchemy.
The Weasley’s were technically his cousins.
So, they were also technically family.
Which actually meant something to Leon.
Surprisingly, family was something that he was starting to consider more important rather than less important as time went on.
“Why are you always writing things down like that?
It makes you look old.”
Leon chuckled at the comment, “If I write it down, I’m less likely to forget about it.”
“Still makes you look old.”
Leon just smirked; he had started writing things down because he enjoyed writing now.
And because one day he had realized something.
He was forgetting the lore of various stories he used to enjoy.
To be fair, it had been over a decade since he’d watched anime, played videogames, or read any of the books that he had loved.
Forgetting things about all of that was natural.
But when you are essentially an eldritch being that can reincarnate across multiverses.
It’s probably best to remember all of those stories, movies, shows, and plot points in case his next world ended up being one of the ones he remembered.
And given the fact that Leon was probably going to be in the Harry Potter universe for at least thirty or forty years, it was best that he wrote down everything that he could remember.
So, Leon had taken to suddenly writing stuff down when something sparked some random memory about the plot of a game he had once played, or a tv series that he hadn’t thought about in forever.
Leon had only started this habit of writing things down about a month and half ago.
But already he had filled multiple notebooks with stuff about Marvel, DC Comics, Warhammer, Star Wars, Star Trek, Stargate, and a dozen other fantasy things that may come in useful in the future.
There were actually a lot of fictional realms that Leon was glad he had not been born into for his first go around.
Honestly, the Harry Potter world, or a mundane world, were ideal starting positions.
No gods, no grand scale reality warping, no major corruptive forces.
If Leon had been born in the Marvel universe, whether cinematic or comics, he wouldn’t even entertain the idea of trying to Plane Meld the Earth.
For all that he was technically an overpowered existence in the Harry Potter universe, he would be barely a threat in any of the major comic universes.
The same went for many of the Anime universes as well.
Leon couldn’t help but marvel at how lucky he had been to land on this particular universe for his first Earthly Avatar.
Specifically, a version of the universe that contained the Vivarium in a neatly packaged time accelerated form ready for the harvest.
The boost to his soul harvesting speed, points gathering, and available resources was a phenomenal start.
It was like he had landed on the universal Jackpot.
Leon’s musings were interrupted by the train’s gentle application of breaks as it approached Kings Cross Station.
Harry and Ron had continued chatting about something while he spaced out.
When the train finally came to a smooth halt in the station, Leon accompanied Ron and Harry to the platform.
“There you are!” The voice of Molly Weasley cut through the throng as the group of boys made their way out onto the platform.
Accompanying her was a red head woman that Leon would definitely classify as a MILF.
“Harry!
Molly here was nice enough to help me find the platform.” The red head said with a gorgeous smile.
“When I saw you standing outside I nearly had a heart attack thinking that your sister had come back from the grave.” Molly chimed in, “I couldn’t let you stand out there all alone and waiting.”
“Aunt Petunia!” Harry cried out as he ran over to give her a hug.
The scene was so strange to Leon that he could barely rationalize it.
He already knew that Harry’s relationship with his aunt was not what he remembered.
But the sight of it was so different that he short circuited for a moment.
“Well, are you going to introduce me to your friends or what?” Petunia said as she separated from the embrace.
“Oh, right!” Harry spun around, “Leon, Ron, this is my aunt Petunia.”
Harry made the introductions and Petunia smiled as Harry started carrying on about all the things the three of them had gotten into over the past couple of months.
“Will you two be joining us at the Christmas party over at Harry’s Godfather’s home?” Petunia finally asked after Harry calmed down from his explanations.
Leon nodded, “Me and my Mother will most likely be there.”
“Our whole family is coming over.
Even Charlie took time off to come.” Molly said, “It’s a terrible thing that we all just let what happened to him happen.
We all have a lot to make up for.”
“Great!
Then we’ll be seeing you all in a couple of days.” Petunia said brightly, “Come along Harry!
We need to go do some last-minute shopping.”
With that Harry got dragged away by his aunt.
Leon smiled, “We discussed it by Owl.
I’m just going to call Gasket over to take me to Prewett Manor.
Easier and faster.”
“Gasket has been such a help since you had him start coming over to the Burrow.
I really need to convince Arthur to get us a house elf of our own.” Molly spoke, “I really appreciate that you ordered them to help us out while you were at school.”
Leon shrugged, “They’d just be taking care of an empty house without someone home.
Mother and Father are running muggle businesses, and it wouldn’t make much sense for them to move into Godric’s hollow.”
“I’ve exchanged a few owls with your mum.
The things she tells me about what the muggles are getting up to.” Molly shook her head in disbelief, “It’s hard to imagine how they’ve managed all of that without magic.”
“It is astonishing what can be accomplished through mundane means.” Leon said, “Muggle technology may not be as convenient as magic.
But they manage to do things that are often indistinguishable from it.”
“Indeed.” Molly said before turning to Ron, “Come, let’s go, I saw your brothers sneaking out just now.
We will see you on Christmas Leon.”
Leon waved goodbye to the Weasley’s before calling out for Gasket to take him to Prewett House.
Once he found himself in the familiar Den area, he had Gasket retrieve the family books to start on his studies.
But all of that would have to wait until after he checked in with his Dremora to see how preparations were going for the Island transfer.
Leon had decided that he didn’t want to leave anything to chance.
For the first five years after the transfer, Leon was going to have nearly every Dremora under his control operating under the direction of the Nuckelavee to prevent mass extinctions and help control and accelerate the overall spread of wildlife in the Hunting Grounds.
By that point, there should be enough Nuckelavee built up to take over the task on their own.
Though, the Arachne and Driders were surprisingly on board with the Nuckelavee mindset.
Acromantula were savage, but their culture was surprisingly oriented towards preservation of nature.
Even without the protection of the Vivarium, they guaranteed Leon that the Acromantula Colonies would more than likely refrain from an expansionist mindset.
The Matriarchs and Patriarchs of the Acromantula colonies were very intelligent creatures and not prone to actions that could ruin their habitats.
That made sense to Leon, the Acromantula in the Forbidden forest had not expanded their territory too much, yet they had no natural predators in the area and were the apex predators themselves, they only occupied a small area of the Forbidden Forest even with their out-of-control breeding.
“My Lord!” One of the Nuckelavee said Leon approached a group of them who were talking with the Arachne.
“How are the preparations going?” Leon cut to the chase.
“My Lord, we believe that we are ready to shepherd the transition.
The seeding has proceeded more rapidly than we anticipated.
The Hunting Grounds seem to boost plant growth naturally.
Trees that should take years to grow to full height are developing fast enough that we believe they will be fully mature in only nine or ten months.
And we have discovered an even better location than before for the Island as well.” The Nuckelavee said with excitement.
“Show me.” Leon said.
The Nuckelavee instantly transitioned from Coldharbour to the Hunting Grounds and Leon followed to the area he indicated.
It was a massive crescent moon shaped inlet on the side of one of the oceans in the Hunting Grounds.
Leon could immediately tell why they said this place was even more ideal than their previous scouted area.
The inlet was incredibly deep at its center, almost perfectly aligned with the depth of the stone that Leon was going to have to pull out of the Vivarium.
With the help of the Mortys they could easily set up large bridges to connect the island to the surrounding lands and allow the non-flying lifeforms a path to spread.
On top of that, the surrounding area had a combination of peat bogs, mountainous terrain, and even a desert not too far away.
The surround area really was ideal for the spread of the habitats of the Island.
“Are you certain that you are ready for the transition?” Leon asked, “It’s important that we don’t screw this up.”
The Nuckelavee nodded with both heads, “The Hunting Grounds seem to have a similar mechanism in place to the Vivarium.
Though it operates differently.
I mentioned that plants were growing faster than they should, but it extends to the baseline ecosystem as a whole.
The worms are propagating extremely quickly, the aphids, ants, and other baseline life are multiplying at rates that would have been unsustainable in the Vivarium.
The wilderness is growing much faster than it should.
We believe that this will affect the entirety of the island as well once it is here.
prey animals will propagate more quickly, the old growth will bloom, spread seeds and pollinate.
Our jobs will mostly be to capture, relocate, and cull the higher end of the ecological chain until the lower end takes root.
Between ourselves and the Arachne, we will be more than capable of handling it.”
Leon cast his awareness around the Hunting Grounds and spotted the areas that he had initially seeded with grafts from the Vivarium.
Indeed, they were growing far more quickly than he would have expected.
Grass was spreading out of control, saplings were sprouting all over the place, many of them already six or seven feet tall.
The Hunting Grounds was supposed to be a paradise for hunters.
It made sense that this also meant that the baseline ecology was boosted to sustain infinite hunting.
“Ok…” Leon finally spoke after assessing everything for a few moments, “In one week I will perform the transfer.
Then it will become the resposibilitiy of the Nuckelavee and Arachne to ensure that the ecosystem flourishes and spreads.”
“We will not let you down My Lord.
It is a great honor to be entrusted with this task.” The Nuckelavee said while bowing awkwardly with its horse body going down on its front knees and its human body bending forward.
It looked like it was going to fall over except that it was braced with its extremely long arms.
Leon nodded in acknowledgement and moved to find the Mortys who were setting up yet another massive ritual for their experimental work.
“Morty-3 might be joining us on Christmas day.” Leon said as he stepped into the Mortys line of sight.
“Are we to retrieve the Ring on Christmas then?” Morty-1 asked.
“Not the ring.
The Locket.”
“I thought that you said it was hidden in the Black family manor?”
“It is.
I’ve been invited to the manor for Christmas.
I know that their family house elf was tasked with destroying the locket but has been unable to.
I will simply have him bring it to me once I’m there.
I might need to get Sirius to sell me the elf or something.
Shouldn’t be difficult.” Leon explained, “We will retrieve the ring the day after.”
“That leaves only the Cup out of reach My Lord.” Morty-1 said with a thoughtful tone, “Any idea of how to retrieve it?”
Leon made a wiggling motion with his hands, “I had Mother look into it on her off time.
The Lestrange Vaults are sealed by order of the ministry.
I’ll need to convert a few Goblins and have them get us there and open the vaults for us.
Shouldn’t be too hard.
I’m not really worried about it.
And the Diary is going to be delivered to us in less than a year.
By this time next year, there’s going to be five of you.”
Morty-1 and Morty-2 looked a little queasy at the thought.
The Mortys hated each other’s guts.
They worked together and behaved civilly most of the time.
But they had, on more than one occasion, engaged in heated magical battles after an argument broke out between them.
Three more added to their ranks was going to be a cluster of chaos that neither of them were ready for.
“Anyway, I’m actually just here to let you know that the Island transfer is going to happen in a week.
I will want you both present at the monitors to see how the Vivarium reacts to having its entire contents stripped.” Leon said after letting them squirm for a moment.
“Hopefully the Vivarium is not damaged by this.” Morty-2 said, “It would be a shame to loose it.
You could use it as a Troop transport… or a mobile base of operations in the Earthly Realm.”
Leon paused, he hadn’t considered taking the Vivarium back out of his realms… it hadn’t crossed his mind a single time in fact.
Casting his awareness into the Vivarium he froze in sudden realization… He could have just set the Vivarium up inside the Room of Requirements and did his Acromantula hunt inside of it.
But he’d never even considered taking it back out of his realms.
“I’m an idiot sometimes…” Leon thought to himself before he shook it off and refocused.
“Alright, see you in a few days.” Leon said before moving his avatar back to the throne room in Coldharbour and then transferring his mind back to his Earthly Avatar.
Reaching out to his ‘Mother’ Leon informed her about the necessity of her presence for the upcoming Christmas party.
Then settled in to study up on his inheritance magics.
Time flew by, Leon felt like he never had enough time to study and practice.
But such was life.
Before he knew it, Leon was stepping out of the house and meeting with Mother to head to 12 Grimwald place to meet Sirius Black.
“How is everything going with company?” Leon asked as they drove.
“It is going quite well on the logistics front.
We’ve acquired a small fleet of 20 heavy cargo vehicles and have contracts with multiple companies for delivering goods.
My end is hitting a… few bumps in the road.” Mother said, “The computer industry is rapidly evolving.
And the number of programmers, coders, and technicians willing to come to work for what amounts to a small software Boutique is low.
And they are at the bottom of the barrel.
Especially since the owner is a woman.
They don’t see us taking off and are not looking to stay long term.”
“That won’t be a problem once I’ve converted them.
Do you have any employees for that yet?” Leon asked.
“I don’t actually have enough work for full time employees.
It’s hard enough to get people to pick up my services.
The Internet is not developed enough to start implementing your social media ideas.
Though I am making progress on that Search Engine and email system that you proposed.
It is far more complex than you made it sound.” She explained.
Leon could only accept that.
In its infancy.
Everything functioned on Dial-Up modems and took ten years to access anything.
It would probably be at least a decade before the infrastructure of the internet was even ready to handle a portion of what Social Media would eventually become.
Leon didn’t need to reiterate the plans for the Muggle side of things.
His ‘Parents’ already had a full ten-, fifteen-, and twenty-year plan that was multi-layered and involved expanding into every aspect of computer technologies.
Father was approaching it from the logistical side, while Mother from the Software side.
The newly converted Dremora would play into their expansion heavily.
Leon and Mother continued discussing the details of their grand plans until reaching their destination.
Since the Order of the Phoenix had not been reactivated as of yet, 12 Grimwald place was not yet under a Fidelious Charm.
It was, however, under heavy muggle repelling wards.
The entire structure practically vibrated with magic so thick that Leon could taste it in the air.
He wouldn’t be surprised if Muggles living on the street thought their own homes were haunted or something like that just due to the sheer level of magical energy.
Black House was even more enchanted than Prewett house was.
Parking and making their way over to the door, Leon and Mother knocked on the door.
Only a few moments afterward the door was opened by a mangy-looking house elf that Leon recognized.
Kreacher.
“More Blood Traitors to visit the unworthy master?
He’s in the kitchen with the other Blood Traitors.” Kreacher said before scarpering off to who knows where.
“Pleasant little House Elf, isn’t he?” Leon commented as they made their way into the ramshackle house.
Discord was the only description for what was going on inside the house.
Leon could hear children running around somewhere within, playing.
Laughter and the chatter of adults off in another direction.
And a house that looked like it hadn’t been lived in for at least a decade…
Kreacher was a bad elf.
He had let the house fall into ruin.
Gasket had kept the Prewett estates in immaculate condition.
Gasket was by far the better elf…
“Gasket.” Leon called out.
With a loud crack the elf appeared beside him in the hallway, “Gasket is here Master!”
“Bring me the House Elf responsible for this house.” Leon ordered.
“Right away master!”
“Will this not raise alarms Master.” Mother whispered.
Leon gestured around the empty entrance corridor, the dilapidated state of everything, and the sounds coming from all over, “I’d be impressed if they notice.
And if they do, they won’t really care about me chastising a misbehaving Elf.
Plus its not like he’s going to get a chance to make a scene.
I’m just gonna shove him into Coldharbour for a quick bath.”
“Ahh… I thought you were going to make a scene…” Mother said before making her way towards the kitchen, “I’ll go socialize with the mortals.”
“Have fun.” Leon said dryly.
A minute later, Kreacher and Gasket appeared before Leon.
Kreacher looking quite irritable.
“This… Vermin say that the Blood Traitor wanted to see me?” Kreacher hacked out.
Leon didn’t bother responding, he walked up to the demented elf and grabbed him with both hands and threw him into Coldharbour while simultaneously giving just enough focus to the action to submerge the Elf into the Waters of Oblivion in one solid throwing motion.
“That’ll make things easier.
Thank you Gasket!” Leon smiled.
“Gasket is confused…” Gasket said scratching their heads, “What did you do with the Bad Elf?”
“I just put him in time out.” Leon said, “When he returns, he’ll be much better behaved.
Like you said, he is a bad elf.
Look at this house he was supposed to be taking care of.”
Gaskets heads turned to examine his surroundings with disgust, “Bad elf doesn’t deserve to be corrected by Master.” They said after a few moments.
“It’s ok, I don’t mind fixing his attitude issues.
Anyway, would you mind helping to get this place into livable condition?
I’m half afraid that everyone in here is going to get sick from the mold.” Leon asked.
“Gasket will do!”
Leon laughed as Gasket spun in their awkward gait and started rapid firing off cleaning spells and making irritated sounds at the stubborn grime that was literally everywhere.
He shook his head as he turned and followed the sounds of children laughing up some stairs.
It was almost unbelievable that Kreacher hadn’t even announced to the occupants of the house that more guests had arrived.
Up two flights of stairs Leon arrived at a floor that seemed to be a dedicated Den area, with a hearth and a merrily crackling fire.
Inside the Den were quite a few people that Leon recognized.
The Weasley Twins, Percy, Ron, Ginny, and Harry were not a surprise.
But Susan Bones was there too, and Nymphadora(don’t call me that) Tonks if Leon was guessing correctly based off the neon pink hair.
The real surprise was the group of adults that were seated around a circular table.
Petunia was not a surprise, but the man opposite her certainly was.
And she was hardcore flirting with the man who looked like he was having full blown crisis of faith.
That man was Severus Snape.
Seated beside him was a man that Leon assumed was Mr.
Tonks, and opposite him was a woman that Leon guessed must be Andromeda Tonks.
There were several other children that Leon recognized.
This was a significantly greater gathering than Leon had assumed it would be.
“Leon!” Harry’s voice rang out as Leon stood at the threshold of the Den, “Where’s Birdperson?
Tonks wanted an introduction.”
“He’s having his Burning Day.
Staying at home.” Leon explained, which was actually true, though ‘Home’ was actually inside of the Vivarium inside of Coldharbour.
Just the security feed area alongside the Mortys who were still working on various iterations of their ritual.
“That’s too bad…” Harry said with a crestfallen expression, “Anyway, did you see whats happening over there?”
Harry pointed conspiratorially towards the table where Professor Snape was looking like the world had ended as a Lily clone very aggressively and suggestively flirted with him.
“Hard not to notice when his usual mask is broken and gone… I think your aunt is going to break him.” Leon said, while laughing manically inwardly, but only displaying a vicious grin outwardly, “Why is he here though?”
“Petunia told us to invite him…” Harry explained, “I didn’t realize that… this was going to happen.”
“Your aunt certainly has a strange taste in men.” Leon agreed with the unspoken sentiment.
Harry shook his head looking like he’d eaten something sour, “As long as it makes Aunty happy… and get Snape off my back school it’ll be worth it.”
“It looks to me like you might be calling Professor Snape, Uncle Snape someday.
I’m sorry friend.” Leon placed his hand on Harry’s shoulder in mock sympathy.
Harry gagged and brushed Leon’s hand aside, “Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that…” He said before pulling harry to join in on the games with the other kids.
Honestly, Christmas ended up being a blast.
Mainly because Leon got to watch Professor Snape squirm under the attention of Petunia.
She stuck to Snape like glue the entire day.
Leon would have killed for the ability to read Snape’s mind to see what was going on in there throughout the day.
Aside from that, Sirius Black introduced himself.
He looked far less rugged than he had in the movies.
Though still pretty shaggy.
Nymphadora Tonks started taking requests for what she should transform into.
And Leon took it as a challenge to see if he could pose something that was too complex for her to handle… He wasn’t able to.
As long as he could describe something, she could shapeshift to match so long as it fell within certain size parameters.
She could only go to about double her mass and one tenth of her mass respectively.
But there wasn’t really a limit to what she could change into within those confines.
It was an extraordinary gift that Leon found himself envious of.
Perhaps the most interesting person that Leon got meet was Remus Lupin.
Who showed up halfway through the day.
Upon meeting the werewolf Leon could instantly feel the presence of Lycanthropy in him.
But Lupin didn’t seem to notice anything strange about Leon.
Unfortunately, Leon was not able to experiment with Lupin’s Lycanthropy.
Not the right time or place to play with powers that he hadn’t tested yet.
But he did make a note to pursue that line sometime during summer break.
Surprisingly, Kreacher had not fully transformed fully that day.
He was one of those that took far longer than the average.
Even the next morning when Leon and Mother headed to the rundown little Gaut Shack to retrieve Voldemort’s Ring Horcrux Kreacher had still not fully transformed.
Standing outside of the heavily warded Gaunt Shack, Leon reached into Couldharbour and pulled Morty-1 out into the yard in front of the Gaunt Shack.
“You know what to do.” He told Morty-1 who simply nodded and drew his wand before entering the run down shack.
Two minutes later Morty-1 returned with a golden box and bowed while handing it to Leon, “It is done My Lord… what about the Locket?”
“Kreacher is still taking his time to change.
Whenever that is done it’ll only be a few minutes.” Leon said before grabbing both the box and Morty-1’s hand and pulling them both back into Coldharbour.
With that done, Leon called on Gasket to return him to Prewett house.
It was almost time to do the transfer of the Island.