As soon as he left the room, dressed in new and comfortable clothes, though still in the same pattern of noble black attire as before, Rigel walked through the house with Salazar back on his shoulders, looking around as he walked, something he hadn't done in a long time.
The house had that same old smell of old waxed wood, burnt firewood, and old paper, but breathing in that dry, dusty air, Rigel felt an unprecedented sense of peace.
Being away from that old house for months initially felt like a blessing, but now that he's back, he realizes how much he missed that place.
Descending the stairs, he found Kreacher cleaning, as soon as the house-elf saw him, he bowed, as he always did. "Master, are you hungry?"
Rigel simply smiled, approached Kreacher, and patted his bald, wrinkled head a few times, leaving Kreacher frozen in place, confusion evident in his large eyes, for a moment, he didn't even know what to say.
Rigel wasn't concerned with whether Kreacher understood his 'longing' or not, instead, he went to the door, picked up his coat and hat, put them on, and said. "Kreacher, I'm going out for a while."
Kreacher came to his senses, realizing that Rigel wanted to leave for the Muggle world, if he wanted to go to Diagon Alley, he would have gone by Fireplace or asked him to take him there.
Kreacher hesitated for a moment and asked. "Do I need to follow you invisibly, Master Rigel?"
"No, just take care of the house. If I need anything, I'll call you." Rigel said, before leaving immediately.
Kreacher didn't know what Rigel's interest in Muggles was, but he wouldn't stop him. Although technically Kreacher was responsible for taking care of Rigel, in the end, he was still a house-elf and had to obey his orders.
Honestly, Rigel didn't know what drugs the ministry had been on to leave a child alone with a being as powerful as a house-elf who basically followed his every order.
Rigel could ask the Kreacher for anything, even criminal things, and it would do it, like a child, without a complete sense of right and wrong, that would be very dangerous.
However, wizards never had such an "intelligent" culture, whether due to Rigel being a pureblood or perhaps because of outdated laws, Rigel didn't care in the slightest, after all it was useful to him.
In any case, Rigel left the house and looked around for a while, thoughtfully, he picked up his wand and calmly waved it toward the street, it only took a few seconds for a bus to appear in front of him.
Knight Bus, a transport for wizards, a purple three-story bus that serves as emergency transport for lost wizards, or simply for anyone who needs a ride, very useful.
Rigel got on, paid for the passage, and asked to be dropped off at a location near the Thames.
Arriving at that river once more, this time in a different world, was a completely different sensation for Rigel, especially seeing the water now clear. Putting that aside, Rigel searched for a hidden spot and entered the water. Inside it, he quickly transformed into his Merman form.
With a single push, Rigel swam towards the sea at extreme speed, the water made him feel especially good.
It didn't take long for him to leave the river and enter the sea, going further and further until he was far from the coast.
At that moment, Rigel thought for a moment and unleashed Ragnarok. He intended to release Calypso from the bottom of the sea, but thinking about it, if she were forced to remain in her human form, it meant she might not even have her basic powers, that is, she wouldn't be able to breathe underwater.
Although he thought it unlikely, because unlike the seal she was under before, which was a curse, this seal only prevented her from using divine power directly, technically, her body would still have divine power inside, right? He couldn't tell without seeing.
As soon as Rigel pulled Ragnarok out of the bottle, the ship grew rapidly. Jormun then threw down a rope, which Rigel caught and was easily pulled up. As soon as he landed, Jormun greeted him joyfully.
Rigel smiled at the snake, gently stroking its wooden head, then picked up the golden bookmark.
The Calypso's Mermaid form, with her eyes closed, was still clearly visible on the bookmark.
Rigel thought for a moment, feeling a slight chill in his stomach, he only wanted Calypso not to regret following him when she realized she had lost her power.
Sighing, he tore up the bookmark.
The next moment, the bookmark transformed into a stream of golden energy. In front of Rigel, the figure of Calypso quickly reformed, still with her eyes closed, her mermaid form, supported by her tail, maintaining perfect balance. Her hair stirred slightly, but when her eyes opened, they were wide open, and a tremendous energy seemed to shake the very space around them.
Rigel's eyes widened and he spoke quickly. "Contain your divine power or you will be expelled!"
Calypso quickly regained her composure, and although she was clearly shocked and annoyed, she still did what Rigel said, her body quickly lost its glow as she reverted to her human form.
Calypso felt the shackles that the world itself seemed to place upon her, this kept her divine power firmly trapped within her, unable to escape even slightly.
Frowning, she looked at Rigel in confusion. "Where are we?"
"My house." Rigel explained.
Calypso's lips trembled, of course they did, the world of Rigel had to repudiate gods, what wonderful news...
Calypso took a deep breath, then let out a tired sigh. Finally, she looked at Rigel. He maintained his usual calm gaze, but she had already learned to read his subtle hints. Looking at his clenched fists and the way his face clearly tried to maintain seriousness, giving it a slightly artificial touch, she rolled her eyes slightly.
Approaching him, she hugged him affectionately. "It's okay, it's not like I'm not used to being in this form. If it means being with you, I don't mind."
Rigel opened his mouth, without pushing the woman away, thinking about what to say, but in the end he only closed his mouth for a moment, before letting out a simple: "Sorry."
Calypso simply hugged him tighter.
In fact, she hated her mortal form, more precisely, she hates being confined in that way, but if she could choose between losing her power or losing Rigel, she would choose the former without hesitation.