2 months left until the meeting with the guilds, first of all was the War mages guild and then the craftsman guild. I had finally found the cores I needed to make my blade a focus and by god was it the most fun I could ever imagine. The first time I swung my blade down with a spell just having been uttered I saw not a wispy haze shoot out, no I saw a curved and thin blade of magic that cut a shallow gash in the wooden wall. It was probably the most fun I had when I cut a tree in half when I had taken a stroll through a forest after an hour long bus ride to get to the forest.

I had used a Basilisk scale, a Runespore heart and a unicorn horn to turn the blade into a focus and from there it was just to channel magic and then it fired as beams or slashes depending on its position when firing and its motion. All those months from me getting my ring was spent just finishing the grimoire and learning the last from Riddle and removing it. I kept the locations of his horcruxes but except that I didn't keep anything else. I had learned all from his memories and now I didn't need them anymore. I was ready for the meetings and had read nearly everything in my grimoire so I was just going to spend this last time I had finishing the grimoire and when I was done with that then I was going to leave the book in my vault. 2 months after so long was nothing and really it wasn't as I woke up on the day of the meeting.

I ran to Gringotts and took the portray to Italy, Rome where I then walked to the meeting place, a place called the colosseum which was a giant attraction but I had never heard of it before so I didn't really care. When I reached the reception I showed them my ticket and they instantly showed me into an underground arena where a small table was placed in the stands above the arena. I went to the table and sat down at the potter seat where my family crest was engraved. A pot with swords crossed behind it and a roman wheat crown around the pot and swords. An older man came through soon after and then when he had come in more streamed in with him. They all took a seat and then one man not much older than 18 said in a heavy Italian accent "What is this boy doing here?" not rudely just curious.

Standing I said in perfect Latin the potter motto and pinned the man with a glare afterwards. "Novissima Autem Inimica Dentruetur Mors, do you know that motto? If you do, then you know why I am here" He saw the man nod but the oldest man in the room stood and said "Potter? huh I have an unanswered duel challenge for you and as you're the last potter you're going to have to take it but just to be fair I'll let my nephew battle you" I knew this type and I hated them but with a crooked brow I jumped up and drew my blade and jumped down onto the arena floor just 2 meters down.

A young man jumped down with me and before anything could be said a gong was heard which started the fight. My hand was up and three blasting curses were sent on track before my sword was slashing and thrusting spells at his direction and luckily one thrusted beam struck the leg of the man. The man's leg broke but he just gritted his teeth and shot a few spells from his wand one of which struck my sword and knocked it out of my hand. I smiled though because I had an extra focus with my new blood book. I was smiling as my book flickered to another page and spell circles formed in the air and spells shot out. The man's eyes widened before he spoke "Protego" the shielding spell held out against the 15 blasting spells luckily for him.

I put away my book in one of the satchel pockets before shooting as many spells as I could from my hand and raced for my sword but before I could grab it I got a shoe in the face and a wand in my gut. I looked up to see a smirking face but as I felt the sword blade in my hand I pointed it at the man's heel and shot a spell but it missed. The gong sounded again and the man got off me before helping me up and saying "Very good I would never expect you to use your family's special foci along with a blood book" his accent was heavily German and I knew he was being honest so I offered a smile to him and then walk back to the stands before shooting myself with a levitating charm and floated upwards and back to the table.

A smug looking older man stared at me but I just said "Good work you just trounced a 9 year old boy who hasn't even started official schooling" he was struck with glares of hate but I just said "Now I don't mind seeing as I know I look older and my magic more than proves I am capable but I do feel that you should SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP" I pushed magic into my voice for the last five words compelling him to do as I said and spreading my magic through the air causing some to start hyperventilating. The old man nodded and scowled again but was quiet as the meeting continued for an hour about random requests from the ICW to help in India with the dark lord there and how many members they should send.

They started debating about it but when I drew my sword slightly from my sheath and clicked it back in they grew quiet. "Does the guild have a ranking system?" one nodded and I thanked the man earning a slight nod in return. "We first send a person around the 10 to 20 best in the guild to ascertain the number of people that are needed to be sent, if it is possible for that person to take out the dark lord then send in 5 more low list members to help just in case" the smile on one elder man caused me to feel calm for some reason. "Mr. Potter I am Wallace Romanov and I have been in this guild for 30 years, only 3 people have given such a logical solution. All of them had one thing in common, they had Alexithymia and I assume you do as well" I smirked but nodded at the man who grinned saying "I agree with Tactician Potters choice and vote for it to be the starting point of this Indian dark lord's descent"

I heard a few murmurs but not much else was said other than a few yes's from the sitting men and 3 women. The old man then stood and said "I have managed to procure a hydra for battle and as Tactician Potter is a new member and having assumed the role of the Tactician he will be allowed to choose if he wishes to fight or not. For Tactician Potters benefit I will explain why he is now a Tactician, Tactician Potter you have gained this title because of the prerequisite needed to gain the title has been met. Many in this guild are ruled by emotion and this is why we hand the tactical decisions to those with limited or no emotion as it lowers risk and keeps all our moves constant and unemotional" I nodded now understanding why he addressed me as such.

I saw something get taken in from the corner of my eye and when I finally saw it fully my mind shut down for a second before excitement thrummed through me "I want to fight" I saw him nod and with a wave of his hand I jumped out of my seat and into the arena. The now roaring hydra hissed at me and before I could so much as draw my sword I heard the voice *Come and fight me you cowards* I smirked and said back *I will* I recognised the English words leaving my lips but I could also hear the hissing come from my throat and with it I realised I was speaking snake language.

I heard a few gasps behind me but with eyes flashing in excitement I drew my blade and then said *Come at me* the hydra roared and with glee I sped forwards slashing out with a flame spell on my blade and a dozen blasting hexes out of my open palm. The Blasting hexes just flickered and died against the scaly hide but the sword did damage by cutting off two heads in succession but like the tales the heads crumbled into dust before 4 new heads sprang from the hydra. It roared before snapping with all its heads and blasting fire from the four new ones. I smirked and as the flames fell around me I cackled with glee as I used a nifty battle spell that propelled you forward so you could strike with your sword and oh how I loved the spell at that moment.

I flew forward severing 5 heads all in succession and using a flame spell on the blade to cauterise the stumps as I severed them. The beast roared in anger and pain but when I spray back too severe its heads again it snapped and its bite grazed my arm ripping a chunk of flesh from it. It was painful but I was more concerned with the blood loss that would inevitably set in. I shot a bandage at the now useless sword arm and wrapped it tight as could be whilst dodging strikes from multiple spots. When I had it wrapped tight I picked up my sword from the ground and set it ablaze before running towards the hydra and throwing it with a propulsion charm which made it fly straight as a stick into the area between the middle heads causing it to scream and fall down.

I quickly used a summoning spell on the blade and saw the hydra was bleeding out to fast to save so I said *I wish you luck in the afterlife* it hissed back shakily *I am with Hatchlings, please save my Hatchlings* I knew Hydra's were intelligent creatures even as smart as certain humans and therefore I knew it was smart enough to realise I would when I nodded.

I brought down the blade and said my family motto before cutting open the back as I couldn't turn the beast and digging through to the womb where I found a small batch of eggs, 4 in total all of which were placed in a makeshift sling made from a transfigured stone. The eggs would be safe against my chest in the sling I had made and so with quick strides I walked over to the bustling healer and had my wound spelled to hell and back before it started to grow new flesh and finally skin.

I would be tender for months but it was well worth the companions I now had as I said my goodbyes and left for Gringotts where I was told I would be handed a War Log which held all the tactics of the War mages and also a map of where we had been asked to help along with a section of the book where I could send orders to members who were out in the field. I was considered a Tactician in training though so I could only see and recommend ideas to the Head tacticians. There were only two Head Tacticians one named Sergei Vilkavovich and the old man Wallace Romanov. I felt nothing at my new position but I did feel a small warmth which I knew was some emotion but I didn't know which one and therefore I couldn't accurately tell my emotions.

I was on my way to Gringotts when I remembered what made a Hydra so powerful. They were snakes who had all been of different species be they magical or not and had met in a Ley line crossing where they all merged after touching tails all at once. I also knew they birthed one random snake species from the ones it was made up of and therefore they were so unpredictable. This Hydra like most however had legs so it meant that one of the snakes had been legged and therefore it had to have had one of the few species of legged snake in its form. One thing about the legged snakes was that they killed their nest mates at birth for sustenance. The first born the first serve sort of.

I wanted them all living so I asked my account manager after arriving back in England if I had a massive plot of land and I did. I had a massive plot of land in Romania that had been a dragon reserve but was bought up then sold after it being destroyed by rampaging dragons. A house had been built at the edge of the warded property and the rest of the now forest land was filled with creatures of magical and non-magical descent. I had quickly asked for a Portkey there and then placed each egg in four rooms before putting notification wards when anything moved in the room.

The house was a normal modest 2 story house but it had an underground bunker and a large ritual chamber along with potions lab. It was a common Victorian style house but it was well kept and looked new and I found out that was because of the 3 House elves living there. They were happy I had come and showed me around also promising to get me as quick as one egg hatched. I needed to leave for the other guild in Germany somewhere, I arrived a day early and slept in a little hotel before leaving for a quiet building in the middle of the magical populaces village. I was ushered in and then forced to sit through 4 hours of continuous drivel that old geezer near the age of 200 found interesting. I found it boring as hell and so with a relieved sigh I portkeyed to Romania where I now had a new home.

It would be my home until I started Hogwarts and even then it would my summer home for seven years. The house held dozens of books on Symbol magic something that had been passed down from the now extinct Volture line that had married into the potter line hundreds of years ago. A few months passed with me spending time learning from the books and slowly adding them to the Grimoire with a spell that was written in the last page of the Grimoire explaining how to add more books. The Grimoire had taught me the importance of patience when learning and so therefore out of respect for the arts written down I didn't flick through them. Two months of living in the house had settled me into a routine of reading and exploration in the forest. I had found a herd of unicorns one of which had given me willing blood after I helped heal one of the colts. I also found a small family of Demiguise living deep in the forest and had become friends with the child of the family.

The second month also had the first hatchling out of its shell and walking around which meant it was the legged one and so after some searching I found out it was a Mizutsune and then a few days later the rest started to hatch. One was a normal Boa constrictor another was a Leviathan and the last was a Ashwinder. The first I let go into the forest after putting down some rules and the three others were given a choice of staying or leaving to fend for themselves. The Leviathan stayed and chose to live in the large lake just a bit further from the grounds I owned. The Ashwinder chose to be moved to Egypt and the boa chose to stay in the forest. I couldn't let the Mizutsune go as they were endangered and one of the few 5x class beasts.

Around the 3rd month of staying at the place I started to feel pains wrack my head randomly during the day and so I had gone to a goblin nurse who I knew would be straight with me and so I had learned I would soon die if I didn't do something because of the mental backlash of the time I got myself Eidetic memory. The pain was getting unbearable during the 4th month but luckily I found a way to save myself. I needed to find the blood of a vampire and make myself one so that my mind would be able to heal quicker than the damage was being done.

I could do lycanthrope as well but it would be much more of a pain with the transformations so I chose vampire and scoured the world for blood and luckily I managed to find enough blood to turn me. It was a mixture however of an ancient High elf vampire and a young dark elf vampire. I was going to guess I would become a quarter dark and high elf and half vampire so I bought the blood quickly and had it sent to Gringotts where they sent me a book of what different bloods did for vampires. I drank the blood as quick as I got it and was knocked out not long after I had. It was a reckless and last ditch effort as I didn't have long and I knew that.

The blood worked however but I didn't become a quarter anything I became a full Vampire high elf. My ears became sharper and my features more refined along with my teeth become sharper. I spent a few weeks after that getting accustomed to the change and new power as my core had grown to near double its power from before and its not done growing because of the fact my vampiric semi immortality wont kick in until I get his with something that stops my heart or I become 25

I was still in need of blood and all vampire powers were available to me but until I was 25 in body and mind I would stay half alive. I had to consume though the unicorn blood to be able to go out in the sun at all. Luckily I had some freely given which was what I needed and thankfully the book I had been given informed me of this. I was relieved when I had a check-up and was told all the damage of malnutrition was healed and I was completely healthy along with my brain having been completely healed and I still retained my Eidetic memory. I realised now that it was stupid of me to do that but I was young and foolish and so I now regretted doing it but not the after effects.

I found out that there were a few bloods that would allow me to fly and one of which was Demiguise blood which also gave me the ability to turn invisible at will. I also got Re'em's blood and phoenix blood which allowed me to chop off my arm without problems as it would grow back after a while and the Re'em's gave me stronger muscles and increased my overall body functions. I could get more bloods to increase my power but none really struck my fancy right now. One I wanted was from a really old and really hard to find race called Black elves which were the forefathers to dark elves. They had blood that would give me complete control over my looks and so I had gotten in touch with goblins for help but so far they haven't found anything.

When my tenth birthday rolled around I had completely mastered my powers and was now able to silently walk through dragon alley without knocking into anyone, on a busy day. I had managed to fly just as fast as a swallow just the day before and I managed to hide completely from a goblin scan. It was all surreal but I loved the new changes and I would never change these new circumstances. My accountant sent me Forsaken blood as a gift which was a onetime use for any vampire because of it being able to give only one random power. When I drank it I made black holes in walls when I didn't concentrate not to. I walked through one once and realised I had ended up in a completely white room that had nothing other than the black hole behind me which led to me figuring out I had gained the ability to make portals. I experimented and finally at 10 and a half years old I was able to make small portals appear at will and unwanted portals were non-existent now.

I got my letter to Hogwarts a week after my birthday and so I instantly accepted and then went on a small shopping spree where I found all my needed items, Well except a wand. It was a fun last few months getting to master my powers more and more until they were further refined. I had gone into the alley one day though and was pulled like a magnet to a giant of a man who had something glowing in his pocket and so with speed I had stolen it without him noticing. I spent the whole day just staring at the red rock in front of me as I sat in my house. It called to me like nothing had before and so picking it up I felt compelled to push it against my chest and as soon as I did it burned a hole through my clothes and sunk into my chest before stopping at my heart.

I felt searing pain as it started to do things to me. It was changing me somehow and I didn't know how but I knew that I was flickering in and out of consciousness. It was hard to discern how much time passed but when I finally woke up and saw the floating ball of light in front of me I knew something had happened.

"Harry James Potter you are a High Elf Vampire and you have merged a Philosophers stone with your heart which has consequences one of which is that your body is now not semi immortal but immortal and will rebuild itself no matter what. It also causes you to gain a new form, a Hollow form actually. You will go through many changes but the most distinguishing one will be when you meld your new core with your wizard's core to create a form that hasn't been seen since Ancient Egypt. I am Whisp a magical guide who has sworn allegiance to the form you will become later in life. I am only able to come when you are in most need of me so with this I bid you farewell Jackal Lord"

As the wisp vanished I felt my body shrink and instead of myself standing there I was now a Jackal with no fur but leathery black skin. Pointy straight ears and a white bone like mask around my whole head. My ear also had a hole in it and as I opened my jaw the mask cracked and a screeching voice spilled from my now open maw. The pain was unbearable and there was nothing I could do as of right now but there was one thing that came to mind as I realised how much I didn't know about the situation and how I had screwed up "And that was when he knew… He fucked up"

IGNOREMEIMALINE!

I know Harry seems a bit boss in this new revised version as well but it's my favourite so he will be boss.

Peace Rakouta