Meeting up with the Figg

As you approach the door, the door unlocked and Mrs Figg stood there but in a different form.

"Hello Harry, I knew you would come to me sooner or later. I was expecting quite earlier, to be honest. Come inside."

You are still flabbergasted at how she turned into this hot MILF, it took a moment to recover and you walked inside without saying a word. The house, however, remained the same, remained the same. Filled with the smell of cat's piss.

As she sat down she turned into another woman again.

"You are a shapeshifter? But I thought you were a squib!", you exclaimed.

"Well yes, I am a squib but I just recently found my new abilities. There is a secret behind it, which in due time will be revealed soon. So, Potter, I believe you want to know something?"

"Yes...What do you know about this medication?" you asked showing the receipt. "I know a potion when I see one and I found it in--"

"Marge's bag, I suppose? Yes, she has been my client for few days ever since your uncle struck out. That white liquid is none other than milk."

"Milk?! But hows that supposed to help Marge?"

"It is not ordinary milk, Harry. You see, it is my breast milk. It contains lubricative and seductive properties that help them... relieve themselves... I fear Marge must have been using for some nefarious purposes I suppose."

"Yes, she has been using on muggle boys to satisfy her needs. Plus she is after Petunia."

"Sigh... That explains why my transformations have been different lately, you see Harry, whoever drinks that liquid will be more susceptible in turn I would be able to transform into them. It also explains why I can't shapeshift into Marge."

"Is there a way to avoid the attack without them knowing? Just replace with regular milk?"

"Oh, that wouldn't work. You see to test the integrity of my milk I give my customers strips beforehand to check if it is my milk or not. I'm afraid, Marge also has a supply of those strips. But there is a solution..."

"I'm listening"

"You can, however, add an item with the milk that can make the victims of Marge go elsewhere"

"What do you mean?"

"I know about your curse, Mr Potter. In fact, after your battle in Hogwarts, I was somehow **** to work for you while knowing the details of the curse. I'm forbidden to speak more as it is given in my bidding to serve you but you should discover the origins of the curse yourself. Thus, I know what your cum does to people. I'm obligated to say this to you when you meet me. Forgive me for not telling sooner."

You then take out your cock and check the curse mark which made Petunia almost yours. Mrs Figg looked upon it and then laughs.

"Ha, ha... I never got tired of seeing that again. It has grown larger since your last visit."

"Umm...I don't suppose you know what else this curse does..."

"Ah yes, I almost forgot. Your cum can only make your "targets" susceptible to you. Muggles are affected by it but not fully under your control. In order to do so, you must shoot inside them at least once. The same applies to wizards. "

This now paves new opportunities for you. But the challenge has gotten tougher. You feel however with Figg by your side the challenge is much easier.

"So, Mrs Figg, is it obligatory to serve me? Meaning you would do whatever I ask.."

"I know why you are asking this, Harry. I will help you nonetheless, but I do wish to have fun as well. The curse had me bound to this house for days. My cats have run off and it is pretty lonely here. I will be waiting in my room should you need me." She rises from her seat and walks to her room.