Harry Potter and the Numbers of Imagination

Chapter 10

The End of Hogwarts University

In the cold cellar, now First Dean MacGonedal was getting frustrated with her tome and complained to the universe in general: "What mediocre dunce would spill tartar sauce right on the most important page!? Now I can't complete the spell to bring the horcrux to safety!"

She startled when the huge door to the cellar was kicked open. Was it the Death Eaters already!?

But in the door frame, it was just me, Snake at my side, and Quirrell behind us. He woke up right when we wanted to leave the ruins of the Great Hall, and I let him tag along.

I exclaimed confidently: "Yo, Second Dean MacDonegal! No need to worry, we're here now! Was the bluemeanie here already?"

First Dean MacDonegal replied with a blank stare.

Snake explained the situation helpfully: "Mister Potter thinks our little project might double-cross us."

First Dean MacDonegal rolled her eyes and went back to her tome.

She replied grumpily: "In other circumstances, I would be quite delighted to hear that your summon is already active, and then I'd have to reprimand you since you clearly don't seem to know what you're doing. But right now, I have more pressing matters at hand."

Snake heard a noise and looked over his shoulder and then exclaimed scaredly: "Oh no, Mister Potter! Death Eaters!"

In fact, a huge group of Death Eaters was coming right for us!

First Dean MacDonegal sighed full of existential dread: "Of course they are. Because you opened the gate that shielded the horcrux' aura from them. Now they'll all be here and kill us and take the horcrux."

I grinned sheepishly: "So, what are you gonna do? Take 50 points off of Gryffindor?"

Snake held onto my robe scaredly, so I had to reassure him: "Don't worry, we still have one last trick up our sleeves."

Quirrell stammered: "Th-then I'd really like to see it right now!"

Swift as a weasel, I pushed one of my legs between Quirrell's, hooked my heel behind one of his and pushed his shoulders to throw him to the ground.

Quirrell yelped: "Wh-what!?", but I already bent down, grabbed his ankles, and held them close to my hips.

I told Snake grimly: "Gimme some room!", and when Snake moved back, I started turning counter-clockwise, lifting Quirrell of the ground and spinning him around.

I grinned at Quirrell and stated matter-of-factly: "YOU are our trick, Squirrell! GIAAAANT SWWIIIINGGGG!"

I spun faster and faster and just before Quirrell started losing his supper (may have contained house elf flesh, I presumed), I sent him flying into the group of Death Eaters.

Because they were tangible thanks to the Euler-Gauss effect, they stumbled all over him and fell into a giant pile. Then I whipped out my custom unicorn horn wand and pointed it at the pile.

I activated the spell I bound to Quirrell's back when he wasn't looking before: "QUIRRELL'S TERMINUS!"

Quirrell's body exploded, taking out all the Death Eaters in a rain of blood and entrails, for maximum irony. I hated to admit it, but the tactics he devised did really prove to be quite effective, even when we were out of house elves.

Snake grabbed my shoulders and shook me until my smirk faded

He shouted sadly: "Why did you do that, Mister Potter? Someone with your power did not have to sacrifice anyone!"

I grabbed his hands and pried them off my shoulders before answering annoyedly: "Yeah, well, that was our best chance for survival. Also, our escape broom is only a two-seater anyway, and ..."

I put on my sweetest smile as I continued: "... you know you'll always be my number one priority, Snake."

Snake was so taken by emotion, tears rolled down his ruggedly handsame face.

Our sweet moment ended early because the Golitah-class Death Eater came stomping towards the Cold Cellar in thunderous steps. I did not have another ace up my hole, so I could do nothing but watch when the giant Death Eater crashed right into the cellar, taking out the whole building.

It reached down towards us, his grabby hand narrowly missing First Dean MacDonegal, but taking the horcrux, and pulling it out of the cellar.

That's when the whole building came down on us.

Standing on a nearby rooftop, Shadowbreaker looked over the fields of smoke and debris that once made up Hogwarts University. She watched the Goliath-class Death Eater destroy the Cold Cellar and pull out the horcrux.

Using her rifle scope as binoculars, she saw the Death Eater put the horcrux into its mouth and swallowing, then roaring loudly, tearing a hole in the sky with a giant magic circle.

Shadowbreaker calmly loaded a shell into her long rifle, and fired a single shot at the Death Eater just as it stepped into the portal.

The portal closed regardless. A Goliath-class would not even notice a shot of that calibre.

Shadowbreaker held her left hand in front of her, opened, palm side up. A bright white wisp appeared in her hand.

She asked it gently: "Send a message to the boss for me, would you please?"

She stood up straight, brushed her hair out of her face, and spoke as professional as a blue person can: "That could have gone better. Could have been worse, though. It was not the original, just one of the emulators. I stuck a tracer on the Death Eater that took it, regardless. I'll be on my way to Hogsmead as planned."

Shadowbreaker closed her hand, and the white wisp disappeared.

She said warmly, "Thanks, Ghost. Let's go.", slung her rifle over her shoulder and jumped down the roof, turning invisible as she fell.

And all that was left of Hogwarts was now just dust and echoes.

yooooo WOTAN HALIFAX here

thanks for reading this amazing chapter

our peeps got red weddinged pretty good huh?

as i said, no one is safe!

is this the end of the potter journey?

who knows!

there might be lots and lots more to tell

but for now, it's good night, everyone

let's keep mister potter forever in our hearts

rest easy, heroes