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For any who may wonder why Neo took so long with Voldemort last chapter, the Matrix timeline was post-movie one, but pre-movie two. So Neo had yet to become the boring Superman Jesus he is in movie two and three.
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In which Voldemort and Dumbledore tag team summon Fairy Tail Harry
All the details were in place. Unspeakables sat at the four cardinal points helping sustain the doorway which would bring Harry back to them. The fact that Voldemort was helping them, when by all sense he should be trying to stop them, was irrelevant. Despite the fact that Voldemort was attached to Quirrel's head, he had been quite the source of knowledge on how to summon his greatest enemy back.
Finally the gate was stabilized and a figure walked through. Unlike his father James, whose hair resembled a bird nest, Harry's hair laid flat upon his head, through it shifted into spikes at the end. His ruby shaded dimmed as they quickly assessed the surroundings. His cloak, red with gold trim, calmed down from the chaos that had blown it about. A white sash wrapped diagonally across his torso.
His collected red gaze locked on a madness filled gaze, "Where am I? This is not Crocus."
"Harry, my boy, you have no idea how good it is to see you again."
Zeref swept his gaze over the old man who reminded him of Hades far too much, "Harry? I have not gone by that name in several hundred years. Nor will I deign to answer to it now. Though I must ask, how did you know that I once went by that name?"
Voldemort, unable to think clearly once he heard of potential immortality, raged, "Tell me your secret to immortality Potter!"
Dumbledore sighed and shook his head, clear disappointed in his former student, "You now sound disturbing like Severus, Tom."
Voldemort waved his hand in a vague manner, "Details. All that matters is that Potter tells me how he attained immortality."
Zeref raised his hand upon which rest a perfect ebony sphere. With a flick of his wrist, the orb multiplied to four and reached the Unspeakables, who dropped like puppets with the strings cut.
Dumbledore frowned, "Harry, my boy, why would you do that? Who taught you such things?"
Zeref gave Dumbledore a cold smile that almost seemed mocking, "This world rejects me as well, so I will reject it."
Voldemort's barrage of killing curses all failed to penetrate a rotating shield of black magic that encompassed Zeref in a semi-sphere. He put his hands together in a manner strange to Dumbledore and Voldemort, but would have had anyone from Fiore running away at max speed.
A black pillar of death magic erupted from his hands, instantly engulfing Dumbledore, Voldemort and a decent part of muggle London.
As the dust cleared, a figure in red is seen walking away, hands in his pockets, declaring, "The end of this era is here. I will wipe clean the slate. Starting with humanity."
