Aethermancer

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The fighting stopped immediately as Harry Potter and Voldemort garbed in Blue and Red primal magic of the universe clashed together in a storm of sparks and lights.

Magic rolled off the pair of them to the extent that it was becoming visible to the naked eye. Voldemort cackled as an aether infused gouging curse ripped up the already shredded entrance hall, and in response an ether enhanced entrail expelling hex shot towards Harry, which was absorbed by the corpse of Lucius Malfoy.

The body became a lob of flesh as bone, muscle and organs erupted from the ruined chest cavity. "Give up Potter. You can't win."

Harry snorted and flooded the Entrance Hall with blue flames "Only one of us is walking away…That sure as anything will not be you."

Voldemort cackled as he walked out of the flames, cloak incinerated wearing what seemed to be some fire repelling pants and top. "Impressive fire spell…Now try this!"

Whatever he was trying to do failed to work "What the…"

Flamel stepped forwards his hands glowing blue "You're no Ethermancer…You may have acquired a radical amount of power that triggered the growth of you becoming an Ethermancer Tom. But, I say no more."

Voldemort's eyes widened in shock as he saw Nicholas Flamel "You…should…be…dead!"

Flamel grinned "I get that a lot…Now Mr. Potter, lets get to work."

Harry nodded and out of his auror came several chains of pure magic "The Aether Chains of Sealing!" Suddenly an immense septagon appeared from the Seven Families.

No-one had suffered more casualties than they had. In fact they were probably 80% of the reason that Hogwarts was still standing, although standing is an operative word. They resolved to balance the powers of both the Aether and Ethermancer.

When Flamel had explained Harry was not meant to be the Aethermancer, they had quickly set up a ritual to strip Voldemort and Harry of their Ether and Aether respectively.

Harry felt it first, it began in his toes, it was like a massive case of pins and nails which slowly began to extend up his body. Soon enough, Harry was effectively paralysed by the pins and needles as was Tom Riddle.

Then came the next stage, the next stage burnt through all possible rituals. Harry collapsed to one knee as the ritual that gave Voldemort his body was purged from his body. His body's nerve endings were on FIRE and he had suffered from cruciatus exposure.

Then the blood and bones in his body suddenly found themselves being stripped apart, layer by layer, molecule by molecule. The final stage of the ritual was to strip away the magic and find the link of Aethermancer and Ethermancer connecting to the magical cores.

Harry snapped back to reality with a thump, smoke emitting from his body. As for Voldemort, he was literally melting right before everyone's eyes, as he did so his followers were also keeling over in pain.

The Dark Mark contained an essence consummation spell. Whenever Voldemort summoned his followers, tortured or something it collectively leached their lives and magic to him. The longer the link remained the higher chance of the slave to die with their master and these links had been on for nearly twenty to thirty years for some of them.

The surviving Death Eaters, which there were more than the defenders were happy with keeled over and suddenly the arms bearing the marks began to dissolve, then the rest of the arm, then the bodies until the only thing remaining was a mound of robes and clothes in piles of ash.

Voldemort on the other hand was busy becoming a pile of ash crossed with a mummified statue of a volcano victim. Harry's vision blurred and suddenly he knew no more.