Lord Hellsing had looked over the man's records and history in fine detail and had come up with a two level plan to draw the man into the fold. First, the man was a supplies manager at his drill company and apparently an effective one at that. Hellsing had a high level opening in its logistic department. Outside of the military quarter they always had openings. Most people did not like the idea of working for a need to know organization that hunted the nightmares most people only thought were in story books.
Vernon Dursley both knew about the supernatural and hated it. That could be advantageous, give the man a position where he had an effective paying job and was able to at least indirectly assist in the destruction of monsters and other mystical problems, and he just might enjoy it.
Plan B was nothing more than a threat. If Vernon did not agree he would pull away the carrot and ready the sword. With his friends and allies in the government it would be idiotically simple to cook a trial for corruption and child abuse that would have both Dursleys locked away for a very long time. The threat of sending his son moved to St. Brutus's Secure Center for Incurably Criminal Boys was just the icing on the cake.
Regardless of the method, he would get this lout to do exactly what was asked of him. "Mister Dursley," Lord Hellsing stated calmly, "Do you have any idea why you are here?"
Vernon was sweating slightly and gave his collar a tug. He was nervous.
Good.
"Yes, Lord Hellsing, your servant, Walter told me to come here, something about a job he claimed I was most suited for…"
"Yes… now, what I am about to tell you is need to know only. Loose lips will get you shot. Am I understood?"
He gulped, "Yes sir."
"Good. Now, as you well know there is a world that exists under the veneer of our own society, a world of magical wonders and incredible dangers, of wizards and monsters. Do not deny it; I know your sister-in-law was a witch while your nephew is currently enrolled in Hogwarts."
Vernon Dursley's eyes narrowed ever so slightly, "You're not one of them are you?"
"If by them you mean a wizards, then no," his voice took a more dangerous cast, "But my daughter is a classmate of your nephew and the reason why you are here."
Vernon's expression suddenly became hostile. Maybe the fool had some spine after all.
He could just be useful.
"First let me tell you where here is. You are currently in the headquarters of MI7."
"MI7? I know about MI6 and MI5 but what the bloody hell is MI7"
"We are the Hellsing Organization, the organization tasked with the duty of keeping the magical world in line. When they can no longer properly deal with a situation, their methods are deemed ineffective, or something becomes a direct threat to crown and country, we deal with it. Our operational orders are Search and Destroy."
Vernon's rage dimmed, replaced by a slightly vicious glee. "You mean you kill wizards?"
"And vampires, werewolves, demons, and other such mystical problems."
"And why am I here?" Vernon asked, "I know about them, but can't bloody hunt monsters. I'm not even good at hunting geese!"
"Not everything is about hunting. At your current job, you order drills and if I am not to be mistaken, you are rather good at it."
"I'm the best," Vernon gloated.
"Right… now, do you think you could apply your skills to another field? Say, aiding with the task of keeping a paramilitary organization properly equipped with the special tools required to combat creatures of the night."
"I guess I could, but I rather like my job…"
Lord Hellsing smiled and handed the man a folder. Inside were the details of what he'd get. A small house on the grounds, a 'company car', and a paycheck of roughly 100 thousand pounds a year.
Vernon opened the folder and immediately looked up.
"I'll take it!"
Lord Hellsing nodded "Now, I am warning you now. Your abuse of Harry Potter is absolutely unacceptable and it will end. In intend to take him from your care."
"Then take the little git!" Vernon replied "He's yours!"
Lord Hellsing smiled dangerously, "As much as I'd like to there are complications. It seems that there is a protection spell that requires he spends time living in the same home as his mother's only close blood relation, your wife. That is why we have offered you a house on the grounds themselves. "
Vernon smiled. This had been an exceptional day. Not only way Harry out of his hair for good, but he just got a new job with a large pay raise, a BMW, and a home on a noble estate!
What could go wrong?
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