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I happen to have been wondering about something, but why is it that DC heroes will not kill guys like the Joker. The guy's freaking nuts, a serial killer, but he still lives, and gets out. Honestly, the villains are always getting out, so just save time and get rid of them.
Honestly, while some villains might be redeemable, the Joker is anything but redeemable (For proof, please see what happened to poor Tim Drake, AKA Robin number 2)
That's part of the reason I'm juggling two possibilities for my next story, and leaning to a Young Justice Story a bit like Moon Heir (As Young Justice lacks the required attributes to make a harem), in which a rival hero group who will not hesitate to take down guys like the Joker will appear in major roles.
Also, the way I do flashbacks is also in part because I half imagine the real Harry Potter people reading this as they go along.
Well, that's not important now, but the chapter is.
Fifth Floor of Hogwarts School
"Hermione, that was..." Harry said with great worry, though with a slight scolding tone as they ran through the fifth floor, late at night with Lumos and the Marauders map 2.0 to guide them.
On it, glowing, was a new entry, in a dark corner of the school with no active classrooms, detected an cataloged as the 'entrance to the chamber of secrets'.
"I know it was reckless, but I did manage to figure out the entrance was on this floor, and a bit of cross referencing with the Map finalized its location.
For a dot had, according to the map, often gone there, vanished, and 'Slytherin's Basilisk' came out. However, there was no name.
They figured that somehow, the mystery rouge teacher somehow blocked their name from appearing on the map. As Barty Crouch JR, the fake Professor Moody, knew of the map, it was possible he told Voldemort, and, if Hermione's info was accurate (which it was 99.99999999999998% of the time), this teacher had Voldemort's memories, could have procured a way to hide their name from the map when they wanted to.
After all, Tom Marvelously Nose-Less Riddle was a clever bastard as there ever was.
However, they saw the nameless dot was shown to have entered the chamber, meaning he was down there.
They soon came upon a portrait of a old, Indian wizard, using a flute in a field of some crop Harry didn't recognize, as a group of muggles looked on with the look similar to anticipation.
"A snake charmer" Padma said amazed.
Everyone but Parvati gave her a confused look.
"While there are wizards in India who will use the simple Serpensortia spell to impress muggles, there were once wizards with the Parseltongue ability, who used special flutes to charm away serpents from fields to protect muggles. The Statue of Secrecy caused this practice to end publicly for muggles, and thus with more snake related deaths in Indian muggles. The Parseltongued were never treated poorly in India, and still aren't. However, there is a small part of the Indian Ministry that hires Parseltongues to remove snakes in certain areas if attracted by dark magic...which unfortunately happens still, particularly in tense regions" Parvati explained.
"Any chance we can move there, seeing as I really don't want to have to deal with this Britain any more than the old one" Harry broodily muttered
"Nope, Indian Magicals are highly xenophobic towards foreign magicals, for they know that Goering wizards let loose horrible germs on their towns that caused people to change into newts at random" Luna said in her usual tone of voice, as the twins looked at her a bit...disturbed.
"Um...lets get to dealing with the freak down there now" Daphne frowned, as Hermione drew her wand
"Liquovisus!" everyone gripped their eyes as everything went briefly fuzzy, before their eyesight returned to normal.
"What the hell..." Ginny grumbled.
"Its something I thought up over Summer Break and tested, its a spell that filters vision. Namely, it breaks down the sight of the basilisk to a point, that while they are aware it is there and can see it, it won't kill or petrify them. It also works on sun glare and zero visibility conditions"
"And, your sure it will work" Angelina asked nervously.
"I'm sure, I used Ronfoy to test it..." they gave her alarmed looks "He bothered me last night, so I knocked him out, used a few Obliviates to a point he would obey me, had him run into the Basilisk after he cast said spell, he lived and didn't get turned into stone, then restored his memory aside for the snake bit, or the me messing with his memory bit"
"Hermione, the original Ron was right, your scary" Ginny muttered, as Harry turned to the portrait.
"Well, here goes nothing...OPEN!" he spoke in Parseltongue, as hundreds of snakes sprung from the portraits field, before they started to form a giant door.
"Wait, something just occurred to me...Hagrid hasn't been blamed for the attacks...but he was expelled for it still" Susan said, perplexed, as the door was forming.
Harry frowned as he recalled how the young Voldemort had framed the original Hagrid the first time around
Flashback
"You may go, Tom…"
Riddle slid off his chair and slouched out of the room. Harry followed him.
Down the moving spiral staircase they went, emerging next to the gargoyle in the darkening corridor. Riddle stopped, and so did Harry, watching him. Harry could tell that Riddle was doing some serious thinking. He was biting his lip, his forehead furrowed.
Then, as though he had suddenly reached a decision, he hurried off, Harry gliding noiselessly behind him. They didn't see another person until they reached the entrance hall, when a tall wizard with long, sweeping auburn hair and a beard called to Riddle from the marble staircase.
"What are you doing, wandering around this late, Tom?"
Harry gaped at the wizard. He was none other than a fifty-year-younger Dumbledore.
"I had to see the headmaster, sir," said Riddle.
"Well, hurry off to bed," said Dumbledore, giving Riddle exactly the kind of penetrating stare Harry knew so well.
"Best not to roam the corridors these days. Not since…"
He sighed heavily, bade Riddle good night, and strode off. Riddle watched him walk out of sight and then, moving quickly, headed straight down the stone steps to the dungeons, with Harry in hot pursuit.
But to Harry's disappointment, Riddle led him not into a hidden passageway or a secret tunnel but to the very dungeon in which Harry had Potions with Snape.
The torches hadn't been lit, and when Riddle pushed the door almost closed, Harry could only just see him, standing stock-still by the door, watching the passage outside.
It felt to Harry that they were there for at least an hour. All he could see was the figure of Riddle at the door, staring through the crack, waiting like a statue. And just when Harry had stopped feeling expectant and tense and started wishing he could return to the present, he heard something move beyond the door.
Someone was creeping along the passage. He heard whoever it was pass the dungeon where he and Riddle were hidden. Riddle, quiet as a shadow, edged through the door and followed.
Harry tiptoeing behind him, forgetting that he couldn't be heard.
For perhaps five minutes they followed the footsteps, until Riddle stopped suddenly, his head inclined in the direction of new noises. Harry heard a door creak open, and then someone speaking in a hoarse whisper.
"C'mon… gotta get yeh outta here… C'mon now… in the box…"
There was something familiar about that voice…
Riddle suddenly jumped around the corner. Harry stepped out behind him. He could see the dark outline of a huge boy who was crouching in front of an open door, a very large box next to it.
"Evening, Rubeus," said Riddle sharply.
The boy slammed the door shut and stood up.
"What yer doin' down here, Tom?"
Riddle stepped closer.
"It's all over," he said. "I'm going to have to turn you in, Rubeus. They're talking about closing Hogwarts if the attacks don't stop."
"'N at d'yeh —"
"I don't think you meant to kill anyone. But monsters don't make good pets.
I suppose you just let it out for exercise and —"
"It never killed no one!" said the large boy, backing against the closed door. From behind him, Harry could hear a funny rustling and clicking.
"Come on, Rubeus," said Riddle, moving yet closer. "The dead girl's parents will be here tomorrow. The least Hogwarts can do is make sure that the thing that killed their daughter is slaughtered…"
"It wasn't him!" roared the boy, his voice echoing in the dark passage. "He wouldn'! He never!"
"Stand aside," said Riddle, drawing out his wand.
His spell lit the corridor with a sudden flaming light. The door behind the large boy flew open with such force it knocked him into the wall opposite. And out of it came something that made Harry let out a long, piercing scream unheard by anyone.
End Flashback
"Actually, the crime was never solved, and Hagrid was never expelled" Angelina noted, having the class elective Care for Magical Creatures, and with Hagrid often helping Professor Kettleburn, so I asked him. He did graduate Hogwarts"
"Then why does he use that Umbrella still?" Katie wondered as the door was nearing completion.
"Because Voldemort snapped it during the war and Hagrid didn't want to get it replaced" Angelina explained, the wand was something his father had given him, and Hagrid really did miss his father.
Harry smiled, glad to see that Hagrid actually had a better life now "Well, I do believe we have somewhere to go" the group descended into the darkness of the snake portal.
The door opened up into a dark room, but as Harry first stepped onto the narrow stone path, torches sprang into a fiery existence. They illuminated a narrow stone path, that led to a large, round stone with several blue veins in the rock, pulsating with magic.
Frowning, Harry walked forward nervously, as the stone began to stir, and began to sink, like a levitating platform or something.
"Guys!" the stone was moving slowly enough, allowing the witches to quickly board the rock as it began to immerse itself in the shadowy contours.
5 minutes later
"Its really dark" Luna commented
10 minutes later
"Still dark"
15 minutes later
"Darkness is dark"
Half an hour later
"Nyx holds us thickly in her realm of shadows..."
"Luna, please stop" Hermione groaned.
"Oh look, there's a light!" Katie pointed as the floating stone landed in a depression fitted for it, as they found themselves in a chamber lit by a giant, glowing emerald in the ceiling, casting a green light everywhere.
Along the walls, at each corner, were statues of the four founders; Upper right was Gryffindor, Upper left Slytherin, Lower left Hufflepuff and lower right Ravenclaw, the two closest to their platform.
From the upper wall, between Gryffindor and Slytherin, was a large door, large enough for the Basilisk. And there, stood a teacher.
But not just any teacher.
"What!"
"No way!"
"That...that makes no sense"
"I wasn't expecting..."
"Can't I have a decent teacher in this subject who doesn't try to kill me at least once!" willingly or unwillingly.
"Hello, time travelers, I am Diyrelog Chekolra ...better known to the masses as Gilderoy Lockheart."
I wonder who saw this coming? Well, until then
Omake
Joke Omake
A possible origin for evil incarnate
The door opened up into a dark room, but as Harry first stepped onto the narrow stone path, torches sprang into a fiery existence. They illuminated a narrow stone path, that led to a large, round stone with several blue veins in the rock, pulsating with magic.
Frowning, Harry walked forward nervously, as the stone began to stir, and began to sink, like a levitating platform or something.
"Guys!" the stone was moving slowly enough, allowing the witches to quickly board the rock as it began to immerse itself in the shadowy contours.
5 minutes later
"Its really dark" Luna commented
10 minutes later
"Still dark"
15 minutes later
"Darkness is dark"
Half an hour later
"Nyx holds us thickly in her realm of shadows..."
"Luna, please stop" Hermione groaned.
"Oh look, there's a light!" Katie pointed as the floating stone landed in a depression fitted for it, as they found themselves in a chamber lit by a giant, glowing emerald in the ceiling, casting a green light everywhere.
In the room, a round chamber the size of Hogwart's great hall resonated with power, all emminating from nine gigantic statues.
The first statue was that of a giant Raccoon like creature made of sandstone
The second statue was that of a two tailed cat made of cobalt in a manner that resembled fire
The third statue was that of a huge turtle with three tails made of quartz
The fourth statue was a large monkey with four tails, made of garnet
The fifth statue, made of a blueish limestone, looked like something Hagrid would raise; a five tailed mixture of a dolphin and a horse
The sixth statue was a chubby slug with six tails, the creature was made of Cordierite
The seventh statue, made of topaz, was a huge bug with six wings and a seventh tail-wing.
The eighth statue, a bull like animal with eight octopus like tentacle-tails, was made of Alexandrite
The final statue, a nine tailed kitsune fox like at the zoo, was made of amber.
It was then when Harry stepped onto a trap, a rock in the ground sunk in
Veins containing some sort of...gas, liquid, something (?), flowed from each statue, reddish orange in color, into a huge obsidian block in the center of the room, as it began to glow like it was on fire...as it began to crack.
Harry and the others drew their wands as the rock began to fall apart, sounding like hundreds of broken pieces of glass, as the rocks revealed a man in a black cloak.
They looked at him, nervously, as he rose his head up, revealing a orange mask, made in a swirl pattern that sort of resembled a cornucopia, the hole being for his eye, which was even odder.
The eye was red, with three black marks in the center like commas.
"I LIVE! I LIVE! TAKE THAT YONDIAME HOKAGE! I HAVE BEEN UNSEALED BY..." he looked at the group, at Harry in particular.
"A NERD!..."
"HEY!"
"AND NOW, I SHALL RETURN TO DESTROY YOUR PRECIOUS KONOHAGAKURE NO SATO ONCE AND FOR ALL"
Harry, very confused, expecting to fight a teacher, drew his wand, as the being looked at him with a look
"You have the gall to challenge me, the fearsome Tobi! You shall die now!" he made a bunch of hand signs, before he blew out a huge fireball from his mouth
And it wasn't fiendfyre.
"Katon: Gōkakyū no Jutsu!" Harry countered with a spell of his own.
"EXPELLIARMUS!" the two attacks collided in a massive explosion, as if it was a collision of two opposite, rival forces.
The odd stranger managed to escape after a long battle, killing Lockheart and the Basilisk during the fight, before he returned to his world and did horrible things.
Things that made Voldemort himself feel inadequate, so he decided to think up new ideas of how to be the best immortal, won't die, extremely powerful ultimate antagonistical bastard he could be.
