Word soon spread through the school that Harry is studying to become a necromancer.
It isn't too soon before he is called to a meeting with his magical guardian, Dumbledore, and the rest of the heads of house of Hogwarts.
Harry is told to meet them in Professor Snape's office.
At the end of classes on Tuesday, Harry goes off to Snape's office to meet up with the professors.
Harry knocked on the door, and the door swung open, inviting him in.
An aged, old man sat at Snape's desk. He had a flowing long beard and moons on his robes.
"Hello Harry, I'm Headmaster Dumbledore, and these are the other heads of house. There is Professor Snape, Flitwick, McGonagall, and Sprout." He gestured to the sour Potions master with greasy black hair and pale skin, the short Charms professor, the tightly bun up hair Transfiguration professor, and the fat Herbology professor.
"We have heard that you want to expand your studies further, into necromancy. Is there any truth to these rumours?"
"Yes" said Harry.
"Why would you want to do that. Necromancy is infamous for its hurt that it causes on others."
"Well, maybe the magical community should have faith that I may look like I am hurting the group, but to have faith, to believe with no proof, that I am actually helping the group?"
"I'm sorry, we can't do that Harry."
"Really, you can't! Well, I guess the other option for me is to extract as much power or normalcy as possible until my eventual failure, Headmaster. To make it all worthwhile."
"I'm afraid if we catch you practicing necromancy, you will be expelled."
"Thanks for letting me know, Professor."
"And I am glad you do not plan to succeed as a necromancer. That will be all Harry."
Harry turned around and left the room, where Professor Dumbledore started to wind down the meeting with the rest of the professors.
Harry walked back to his Slytherin dorms, and to his room, where he opened up the portrait and walked down the fossilized hall to the secret chamber.
There, he looked to find guidance and answers in the book, "Religion of Hurt".
Flipping through, he goes to the "Dinosaur Religion" section, and reads further on Futurea.
"Futurea has no followers; only competitors.
Futurea always sides with the losing side. Futurea was on the side of the natives of the New World during its colonization.
Futurea was on the side of African nations during their colonization.
Fuutrea was on the side of ancient Rome during its fall.
Futurea was on the side of ancient Egypt during its fall.
And Futurea is on the side of the Islamic civilization during its current fall.
Futurea sides with the losing side, and then extracts as much power or normalcy as possible, to make its eventual loss worthwhile.
That is the advice for anyone that ends up on the same side of Futurea, the losing side, to extract as much power or normalcy as possible to make your eventual loss worthwhile."
Harry closed the book. Voldemort must have been on the same side as Futurea; Futurea must have been involved in Voldemort's loss, somehow. Voldemort and Futurea are competitors. Both take away life or soul.
But Harry is thinking smaller. Why can't he compete, but instead of siding and creating the losers of life and soul, why not loss of citizenship or employment?
Plus he will give them a heads up before hand, for them to extract as much power or normalcy from the fall as possible. Besides, Harry will be there to lose with them.
"I need to side with the losers of the muggleborn and pureblood conflict. Whoever is tilted to lose, I need to plummet the scale against their favor, and then join them in their loss, to extract normalcy. What side is tilted to lose: muggleborns or purebloods?"
The answers is obvious. All civilizations fall.
"I side with the purebloods."
But as Harry read further, he noticed the levels:
"There are three levels of plotting falls: life and soul is the highest level, citizenship and work is the middle, while friends and family is the lowest."
Harry is in a pickle. What level should he focus on?