Disclaimer: same as in previous chapters.
Standardizing cauldron thickness will change the world
Wormtail levitated a stone cauldron to the foot of the grave and filled it with water from his wand. Then, he threw the snakelike baby inside, stirring clockwise six times - the number of Horcruxes created. Bone, flesh, and blood, you know the drill. The infernal mixture sparked; Harry thought it was the end of all hope, that Voldemort would rise any moment now and fire the Killing Curse at him - when he saw a tiny chink close to the bottom of the cauldron.
A tiny chink through which the water was trickling on the ground.
Alas, Voldy's useless servant had no idea about the most elementary principles of cooking and did not consider the necessity of checking the water level. Or more important, purchasing a cauldron with Ministry certificate of safety...
Thus, the most powerful Dark wizard of the century got roasted, because cauldron thickness had not been fully standardized yet.
The next morning, a headline on the front page of the Prophet caught Percy's attention.
THE DARK LORD KILLED BECAUSE OF A CAULDRON LEAK
He screamed. He was going to put an end to the leakages, once and for all.
AN: Because why not.
