The Rise of The Grey Lord
I don't own Harry Potter, if i did, i wouldn't be here writing this fanfiction as i would make this the original plot. The right to Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling.
Harry sat in the couch of the place that had quickly become his favorite in the school, in just two weeks, in his hand he was reading a book on Rituals, specifically the one he about to attempt, The Enhancement Ritual. He looked slightly different from last time, he had been taking nutrient potions so it was only Natural. He looked more like a 4th year then he did before.
He had grown 3 inches, no glasses, his arms had gained a slight bit if muscle and his face had evened out, losing its fat. His face was what changed the most, his cheekbones now high, his skin color was a creamy peach and his beautiful Killing Curse eyes on display, the almost seemed to glow with power, almost.
"The Enhancement Ritual, or more commonly known as the Purification Ritual, is a ritual used for Enhancing day to day and/or Magical capability's, this Ritual was created by the 3rd Lord Grindelwald and is said to do the following:
Boost Magical Core 5x
Boost Mind 4x
Enhanced Strength 3x
Enhanced speed 3x
Boost Perception 6x
Grants Eidetic Memory
Advance Healing Factor
Grants immunity to poison
Boost Senses 3x
The way that the ritual Enhances the following, is by putting you through a pre-mature Magical Maturity, most people go through their Magical Maturity when they are 20. Talented Wizards hit Magical Maturity when they are 18. Only are there few people in history, who have hit their Magical Maturity before coming of age and those who have are known as some of the most powerful Wizards to walk the earth.
Ingredient's:
1 Heartstring of a Hungarian Horntail
1 scale of a Basilisk
1 hair of a Sphinx
1 fang of a Chimera
5 drops of your own blood
Requirement's
Most be in a closed off space
DO NOT do if you have already reached Magical Maturity
Need to be stripped down, you can keep some under wear on if someone is helping you with the ritual.
The Heartstring of a Dragon will boost your Magical core along with your strength. The scale of the Basilisk will grant you immunity to poison and boost your senses along with the advance healing factor. The hair of the Sphinx will Boost your Mind and grant you Eidetic Memory. The Chimera Fang will boost your speed and your perception.
You will need draw a pentagram with chalk, make sure you make no error when drawing the pentagram, on every side of the pentagram you will need to drop a single, no more, no less, drop of blood.
In the middle you will set the Dragon Heart String, behind it shall be where you place the Basilisk Scale. On your left shall be the Sphinx hair and on your right should be the Chimera fang.
you will sit down and chant "Cum autem Heartstring et princeps de caelo est, et ascendite ad regem angues Pressit, et Pluma de omni scienter feles et dentem in forti rapax, i offerre meum sanguinem, et petere ut det mihi vires temporis fabulosi creaturae . Sic fiat!"
Harry put the book down and hurried to the Kitchen, he found a door back there and opened it and was let into a store room filled with ingredients, the store room was the wet dream of may potion master and for rituals it was a gold mine, he discovered the next day after he met Gellert, the room was hidden by a secret lever underneath one of the shelf of the bookshelf, he had activated it on accident.
Harry looked around, there were so many ingredients it was hard too navigate, he spotted the heartstring of a dragon in a jar, he grabbed it and looked around for the other ingredients, he spotted the Basilisk scale, this store room had a lot of Basilisk ingredients, it would make sense, after all Salazar Slytherin had a pet Basilisk, grabbing the Basilisk scale, he found the Sphinx hair right next to it and grabbed that as well.
Harry looked around and found the Chimera fang, the problem was there were two and they were different, the book didn't mention which one he need. "The one of the right." a sound in his mind told him, a sound he had gotten accustomed to over the two weeks, a sound that belonged to one Gellert Grindelwald.
Muttering a "Thank you." Harry grabbed the jar, which contained the fang anf carefully and slowly walked back to the main room, he set the ingredients down on the floor, he almost dropped one of the jars when a bright light frightened him.
"Gellert, how many times have i told you to warn me before you do that." Harry chided him, a funny thought, he else could say that they chided the greatest Dark Lord to exist.
Gellert Grindelwald with his Mischievous Smile and shine in his single blue eye merely laughed, a surprisingly soothing sound, coming from the mouth of a Dark Lord that is.
"But its too much fun." He said, laughing once more at Harry's sour face. "Now enough of that, its time to start the ritual," He told Harry who nodded, before adopting a nervous look and looking around the room.
"Er... Is there any other place we can do this, i really don't wanna mess up this private chamber." Harry told Gellert, who nodded, he closed his eyes, as if to sense something. He opened his eyes and looked at Harry.
"There is a a wishing ward and a will ward here, all you have to do is think about what you want and it will do it, so long it is possible to do." Gellert informed Harry, who nodded and closed his eyes.
"I want a ritual room, i want a ritual room, i want a ritual room." Harry thought, he opened his eyes no longer in the private chamber. This room was really big, almost the size of the great hall, there was nothing in the room, aside from him, the ingredients and Gellert.
"Well done, well done." Gellert said giving a small clap, then his face hardened, something that happened when he was explaining something to Harry or when he was talking about work,
"Its time to start the ritual, this time, i'll be controlling your body as this is not a ritual i want you to botch up." Gellert informed him, to which Harry nodded, not at all bothered, he trusted Gellert more then he trusted his Ritual doing abilities.
Harry felt a wave of pleasure coursing his body as Gellert started to take over it, Harry started seeing back spots in his line of vision, he desperately tried to stay awake to witness the ritual alas, it was too much for Harry and he lost his conciseness, the last thing he saw was Gellert talking some chalk and using it draw a pentagram.
Harry awoke on the couch, he blinked a few times as he tried to remember the events. Ritual, Gellert taking control of his body to do ritual. Him blacking out. He got up and looked around.
Everything was the same, yet he felt different, a good kind of different. He felt smarter and it was easier to focus, he also felt... Whole? he couldn't describe the feeling that he was experiencing.
"Ahh, Harry you're awake." Gellert's voice said from behind him. Harry turned around and saw the Dark Lord smiling at him. "The ritual went perfect and the feeling you are felling is your body reacting to your Magical Maturity." Gellert told him, Harry swore he could read his mind. "That's because i can." Wait he could, how? "A branch of Magic called Legilimency and its counter part, Occlumency, you'll learn that later on but enough of that." Gellert told him.
"Could you tell me my capabilities right now?" Harry asked him, Gellert nodded.
"You'll find that you have a easier time focusing and thinking, also since you have have Eidetic memory, everything you touch or see will be committed to memory, your speed an strength have also greatly improved, you are probably the fastest and strongest in the school physically, i doubt some of the 7th years could match up to you. Your senses have also improved, you will find you can see better, hear better, trace a scent with your nose and even taste for poison just by eating it and you don't have to worry since you're immune to poison now, your healing factor is 5x better then the normal humans. Your Magical core how ever went through the most change, it is big like massive, it is almost bigger then mine, give it a couple of years and it will be bigger then mine, now that doesn't mean that you'll be able to beat me, i have way too much knowledge and experience for you to beat me." Gellert informed Harry, to which he nodded.
"So... What now?" Harry asked Gellert, who looked thoughtful before answering. "I think its time we finally went back upstairs and took some classes, the last thing we want is for Albus to get suspicious of us. I'll integrate some false memories into your head, just in case someone attempts a Legilimency attack on you, we don't our secret to be spilled, now do we." Gellert said, half of it in his mind, as his apparition disappeared from the real world and into his head.
Harry turned around and grabbed his Hogwarts robes and put them on, he grabbed his bag full of books and went to the entrance of the Private Chamber, he smeared his blood on it as he bit his finger, Harry watched in fascination as the small wound healed with a hiss of steam, Harry grinned and went through the tunnel.
Harry grabbed his wand and for the first time tried something that he had struggled with in the past two weeks. "Lumos" Harry said in his mind, and to his joy, the tip of his wand lit up like a light house, Harry did a small dance in his mind as he realized he could now cast silently.
Harry continued on to the tunnel and finally got through it, he didn't even spare the Basilisk corpse a glance as he hurried out of the chamber. Harry went through the entrance and arrived at the cave again, he ran up the stairs, really fast, and arrived at the blocked entrance.
"Open!" Harry hissed in parseltongue, the sink opened to reveal the girls rest room, Harry hurried out and cast a disillusionment charm on himself and closed the sink with another command in parseltongue.
Harry hurried out to the corridor and sprinted to the Great Hall, he reached for the door to open then hesitated, he then canceled the charm on him and opened the door, making sure to keep his face blank, as soon as he opened the door, the entire hall went to silence and stared at him, he ignored them and walked to the end of the Gryffindor table, not paying attention to any of them.
He spotted Neville at the end and sat down next to him. He grabbed a plate and started to pile some food on it, he looked up. "What?" he questioned the hall in a smooth and silky tone, he had picked picked up from Grindelwald, the affect was immediate, the hall continued eating and chatting amongst themselves.
"H-hey Harry, you look different." Neville said to him, Harry finished chewing his food and looked at Neville, giving him a small smile.
"Yeah, i took some Nutrient potions." Harry lied, with no hesitation, he was about to talk some more but Professor McGonagall came over.
"Mr. Potter!" She said in her Scottish accent. "Where have you been!" She questioned, looked more stern then he had ever seen her.
"Oh here and there." Harry said vaguely.
"Oh and why have you not been attending classes?" She questioned again.
"I was under the impression that Tri-Wizard Champions didn't need to attend class, as they needed to prepare for the tournament." Harry told her, raising an eyebrow. "Or am i incorrect?" He asked.
Harry took great pleasure in seeing his Transfiguration blanch and struggle for an answer. "And where have you been eating?" She asked.
"The Kitchen's." Harry lied.
"Yes, very well, will you be attending class today." She asked, once more.
"Yes, yes i will." Harry replied.
She nodded and looked as if she was going to walk away then she turned around. "Potter, the Headmaster requests your presence in his Office after breakfast, you'll find that he really enjoys 'Blood Pops'." She told him.
"As the Headmaster wishes." Harry replied smoothly, continuing to eat, while making some small talk with Neville about what he missed.
"A then, Malfoy was like-" Neville was cut off by a voice, an annoying voice, that Harry really didn't want to hear right now.
"Harry!, Where were you for these past 2 weeks." Hermione said to him, she sat down next to him, much to his displeasure.
"Do you have any idea, how much work you've missed!" She said, looking at him with a glare.
"I don't have to do the work as i am a champion." Harry told her shortly.
"Oh Harry! please just admit that you did it, we'll forgive you, please!" Hermione begged, Harry looked at her with a venomous expression.
"Listen here Granger. I. Did. Not. Put. My. Name. In. That. Goblet." Harry said, as he glared at Hermione, who didn't seem to notice.
"Oh ok, if you won't admit it, atleast tell me where you've been." She said, as if they were still friends.
"Granger." Harry said, Hermione looked taken aback that he was using her last name. "I don't have to answer to you, do you under stand, get it through your thick head." Harry said to her.
"But Harry, friends tell each other these kind of things." Hermione said to him. "You're right, they do, and as you mean nothing to me, i don't have to answer to you." Harry said to her. "Now, please leave, i am trying to eat in peace." Harry told her, he saw her open his mouth. "Leave!" he said a little more forcefully.
Hermione got up, tears in her eyes and ran out of the Great Hall, Harry payed her no mind as he continued to eat, once again chatting up with Neville, while also talking to Gellert inside his head.
Harry finished his breakfast and got up. "Neville, i'm gonna go see the headmaster, you go on a head to class." Harry informed him, bidding farewell and leaving for the headmasters office.
He received various looks from the students as he payed them no attention, mostly Lust from the girls and jealousy from the boys, he snorted, he could careless what the thought about him.
Harry arrived at the Gargoyle statue. "Blood Pops." He said, the Gargoyle stepped aside and revealed a set of stairs, Harry walked up the stairs until he arrived at a door, he knocked three times and waited.
"Come in." A voice sounded from inside, Harry opened the door and entered the office, he saw the headmaster looking intently at him, Harry walked up and sat on the chair.
"You wished to see me Headmaster." Harry replied politely, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hate Dumbledore, he felt bitter yes, but he couldn't hate, even for putting him with the Dursley's, he knew that he was just looking out for Harry.
"Ahh, Yes Harry my boy, would you like a lemon drop." Dumbledore offered. Harry nodded, took a lemon drop and popped it into to his mouth, much to the surprise of Dumbledore, who smiled widely and took one as well.
"No, lets get down to business. Where have you been these past days, you gave us quite the fright." Dumbledore asked.
"I've been here and there, using classrooms to practice, the kitchens to eat and using my cloak going to the library studying." Harry lied, he made sure to make eye contact, as he knew that Gellert had made fake memories.
"Ahh, yes, i see you're telling the truth." Dumbledore said after a while, his eyes twinkling, though that didn't last very long as his eyes lost the twinkle and his face became sad and resigned. "I am truly sorry about the Tournament, my boy, i am trying all i can to find out who put your name in the goblet." he told him, to which Harry nodded.
"It's alright sir, i believe you, you are the only authority figure i trust." That was a lie, he also trusted Gellert, but he couldn't say that could he. Dumbledore smiled once more.
"I thank you for your trust in me, though i feel it necessary to ask, why not others?" Dumbledore questioned and was surprised when Harry flinched.
"Well, you see sir, the Dursley's, they haven't been the kindest to me sir, they beat me for my magic... and starved me." Harry said, the last sentence a whisper but Dumbledore heard it, his magic violently lashing out as he appeared outraged, he took some calming breath's, he then looked at Harry, and much to Harry's surprise he was crying.
"Forgive me Harry, i-i believed they would treat you like they would their son, it seems i was very wrong." Dumbledore said, tears streaming down his face,
"I understand sir, we all make mistakes, i know if you knew you would have put an end to it." Harry said, watching as a sad smile made its way onto his face. "Though i may ask headmaster, if you'll allow me to go, i don't want to miss out on potions class." Harry said, Dumbledore nodded.
"Ah yes please go ahead, but remember if you need anything, anything please don't hesitate to ask." Dumbledore told him, as he wiped away his tears, then he remembered something. "Ah, Harry, here take these, they are my personal books on transfiguration, charms and defense, i feel as though, you will need it more then I." Dumbledore said, handing him the books, to which Harry nodded gratefully.
Harry left the door, he could hear the muttering of the Headmaster "What have i done." over and over again, he winced he didn't want to make him cry but he really didn't want to go back to he Dursley's.
There you go another chapter done, hope you liked it. I hope you like the way i portray Dumbledore, i know a lot of fics have him as a evil guy or manipulative but i don't really think that, i mean he really was a good guy and gave his life up just so The Order would have a better chance at beating Voldemort.
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