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Hello all my people. Sorry I'm updating this so late at night, but I was celebrating my birthday with my family today.
Anyways, I'm glad so many of you have began to suspect every single thing that Charles does. We'll see the result of that in this chapter.
Fair warning, I didn't write much detail when it came to Quirrell or the Quidditch match as I had previously done as I didn't want to make this chapter super long.
Also, a heads up, we'll be seeing the final boss of the zombie dungeon this chapter as I'm sure were wondering what it could be.
Well then, enjoy.
Chapter 20
There was something to say about Hogwarts rumor mill, as word of the injured unicorn had spread through the entire student body before breakfast. Many curious passersby going out of their way to catch a glimpse of the elusive animal that was currently resting near Hagrid's Hut.
Madam Pomfrey said that it would take a few weeks before it was full healed so in the meantime it would be allowed to stay on the grounds for the summer.
Unfortunately, the Headmaster and our respective heads of house had to be informed. Snape looked to be the most displeased as he took Draco aside, and McGonagall ripped poor Neville a new one for foolishly risking their life.
Once Hermes returned with the others, we were finally free to go back to our houses. Thankfully everyone else was asleep so I didn't need to explain anything.
Which brings us to now.
"You're inviting me to join your dueling club?" Neville asked wide-eyed.
The Great Hall was mostly empty so I could talk to him alone. "Yes," I nodded handing over the sign-up sheet.
He took it with a befuddled look, "But why?"
"Frankly speaking, you're weak," I told him honestly causing his shoulder to slump, "but I see potential. Your heart in the right place. If you hadn't decided to act yesterday, then that unicorn would most certainly not be here today. It takes courage to be able to stand up for what you believe, and I can honestly say I respect you more for it. And if last night was anything to go by then your most likely going to keep sticking your nose where it doesn't belong, so you might as well learn to defend yourself." He seemed to regain some confidence with each compliment. "So, what do you say, want to join the dueling club?"
"Yes!" he shouted before ducking his head when he saw other people glance his way, "I-I mean yes."
I handed over the sign-up sheet and a pen, "Great, we won't start practice until next year, but if you want to stop by the club room to familiarize yourself with the equipment your free to do so."
He didn't waste any time to sign the paper and give it back. I took a moment to inspect it before smiling and sticking out my hand, "Congratulation Neville, your part of the Dueling Club now."
"I can't wait to tell my Gran," he said with smile so wide it threatened to split his face.
(Skip)
"Right then, we only have a few more days until the end of the year, let's see if we can clear this dungeon today," I said entered the Zombie Dungeon with Hermes.
Going into my inventory I equipped my best equipment.
It was basically what I had worn during my trip into the forest with a few additions. Instead of the leather vest I had on a small metal breastplate over my shirt, engraved with a few enchantments to lessen physical damage. At my waist was a utility belt with a pouch dedicated to my potion bombs and recovery items respectively. Strapped to each leg was one of my new wands, my original being kept safely in my inventory. The final addition was my trusty elemental rapier.
"Finally," Hermes said excitedly, turning into his true form.
"Don't be so impatient," I scolded him lightly as I took out the rest of our forces. With the current number of magic generators I had working I could make about 10 dolls a day.
70X Spider Dolls
30X Mobster Dolls
20X Snatch Bears.
For this occasion, the spider dolls had been given a volatile potion similar to nitroglycerin, and the mobster dolls had been equipped with submachine guns instead of their usual tommy guns, as well as a pouch filled with potion bombs and body armor.
"Search and destroy," I ordered, causing them to salute and split into groups before heading in different directions. One of the great things about [Doll Creation] was that I could now impart some of my knowledge into them, such as battle tactics and strategy, meaning I wouldn't have to direct them for every little thing.
Taking out my broom I flew up to get a better vantage point for the ensuring chaos.
It didn't take very long until the sounds of battle echoed in the dungeon. Already a number of building had caught fire, either purposefully or accidentally.
I could see a group of mobster dolls shredding through a hoard of zombies below, making sure to aim at the head so as to save on ammo. The bronze spiders took a different approach, choosing to conceal themselves before ambushing their prey from above, using their sharp pincers and legs to stab at their heads. The snatch bears would go around the battlefield armed with a knife, collecting the dropped loot and killing any stragglers.
[Gained 50 Experience.]
[Gained 50 Experience.]
[Gained 50 Experience.]
[Gained 50 Experience.]
-Skip-
"Bind," I called out, blue strands of magic shot from my hand and wrapped around the ghostly wizard. It fell to the ground, struggling futilely.
Calmly walking over to it I called my next skill, "Magic Weapon." The rapier in my hand flashed for a brief second as it was embedded with magical power. I stabbed it three times in the heart and 5 times in the head, before it gave a ghostly wail and dispersed into black smoke.
It wasn't so tough now that I had a weapon capable of damaging it.
[Gained 35,000 Experience.]
[You obtained 80 Galleons]
[You obtained the item Ghostly Veil]
[You obtained Blueprint]
[You obtained the item Low-Intermediate Soul Stone]
I stored everything in my inventory and called back my dolls to start killing zombies again.
This was the furthest I've gotten in this dungeon. I was curious how many more min-bosses I had to defeat until I faced the final boss.
An hour into the fighting, I finally managed to level up but the next mini-boss had refused to appear even after I went past a hundred zombies.
Currently I was using this time to empty the pouches of the snatch bears into my inventory. They would be useful for making potions later. Which remined me, I needed to restock my list of ingredients to make more Alice.
[Warning! Conditions to fight the final boss has been met. Would you like to proceed?] [Y/N]
Looks like 500 hundred zombies was the magic number. Calling back my forces I checked their condition and after determining that they were still functional I accepted.
Immediately the dungeon went through a drastic change.
The previous starry night sky was replaced with red and grey ash clouds. The air had become thinner as if I was standing on a mountain top with a certain bitter taste that led me to believe it could be poisoned. The ground shook as two massive towers the size of scrapers rose out of the ground in the distance. The few remaining houses that had survived my initial attacks became dust as the surrounding terrain become a wasteland.
[You have entered The Necropolis.]
Necropolis: More commonly known as the City of the Dead, it is the closest thing to a hell on earth. It is home to all types of undead creatures and restless souls. A thick miasma hangs in the air, poisoning any living creature that dares to enter. The earth is cursed making it impossible for anything to grow. Any living creature that dies in these cursed lands are brought back to life as mindless undead. Undead beings get an increase in stats, HP, and MP while the opposite is true for living beings.
[Being a living creature decreases your stats by 10%]
[Being a living creature decreases your HP regen by 50%]
[Being a living creature decreases your MP regen by 50%]
The first thing I did was cast a bubblehead charm on myself and take a sip from a bottle of Life Nectar to clear the poison.
My mind was racing as I took stock of my surroundings.
I had no idea that you could modify a territory to give out buffs and debuffs. I was curious if I could do something similar.
Looking at my dolls, I checked their stats and saw that they had remained unchanged. That made sense seeing as they weren't alive. Hermes also seemed to be unaffected by the debuff for some reason.
"Huh? Why weren't affected?" I asked him.
"I'm a spirit remember, a physical representation of my element, I'm neither alive nor dead. Even if this body is killed, I will just return to the nonmaterial plane until you summon me again," he said smugly.
"Good, then that means you can take any killing curses sent my way," I told him, "Now make yourself useful and do some reconnaissance."
He took off and I was left to strategize.
Grabbing my rapier, I pressed on the pommel to transform it into a less cumbersome form. Its form shrank and morphed until I had a silver ballpoint pen in my hand. Admittedly I got the idea from a movie I watched with one of my ex-girlfriends, she was a Percy Jackson fan and would constantly bombard me with needless trivia.
Putting away the sword/pen for now, I took the two wands strapped to my sides and brought the handle ends together, causing them to fuse and transform into a large six-foot staff.
Combinable Magic Staff-Rank: Special
Description: A magical staff created by combining two magical wands. It can generate more power than a singular wand and be used as a melee weapon too.
Effect: Mana Spells cost 75% less mana to use.
Effect: Mana Spells are 300% more powerful.
Effect: Mana Storage (400/400) 2 MP per minute.
Effect: Can automatically summon a Shield Charm.
Suddenly half my vision disappeared as Hermes shared what he was seeing.
"Oh, that's going to be a problem," I said with a frown, as I inspected the two large towers. "…Alright, Hermes you can come back, I've seen enough."
The large bird blinked into existence right in front of me not a second later, "So what do you think?"
"It makes sense for the final stage to be at least this difficult, luckily I prepared for something like this. Did you locate the boss?"
"Yes, even if you can't see it, there is an invisable bridge connecting the two towers on top, I sense something powerful coming from there.
"Okay, then this is the plan…"
(Scene change)
Marching my small army, I didn't have to wait long for the enemy to take notice.
Once we were only a few hundred feet away, the ground began to shake as a chasm opened up in the earth in front of us. A haunting wail emitted from the darkness before countless undead began to spring forth, climbing over each other to reach the top of the opening.
These zombies seemed to be much stronger than the one's in the previous levels boasting an impressive amount of speed and strength.
"Light them up," I ordered the dolls as they threw a handful of potions at the growing horde.
The potions exploded violently throwing some into the air and covering others in fire.
Yet it seemed to have no effect as they simple picked themselves up before sprint at us again. Worse those covered in flames seemed to not be taking any damage.
"So, they're immune to fire huh? Switch to the nonflammable potions," I calmly told them.
Like a well-oiled machine, they followed my instruction and sent their next volley of potions at the undead.
The result this time were much better. Acid seemed to be just as effective as before, melting them into piles of goo. Others were hit with a shrinking potion, causing part or their whole bodies to become severely disproportioned. A few unlucky ones became frozen statues when a sub-zero potion exploded near them, only to be shattered from the rushing mob at their back. The one that seemed to have the most effect however were those hit by the glass orbs filled with holy water, causing them to explode in a flash of white light. Good thing I decided to take over that church when I did.
Pointing the end of my staff at them I called forth a [Mana Bolt]. However, unlike my usual [Mana Bolt, I continued to feed it magic turning the normally blue ball a dark purple. I charged it for 10 seconds by which time it had grown to the size of a beachball.
"Mana Bolt!"
The highly concentrated magic sphere met the group of zombie's head on, disintegrating any body parts it touched before detonating when it was right in the middle of the cluster. The explosion killed dozens and caused a mushroom cloud to form where it had hit.
"Charles, I've successfully snuck inside with the spiders. We'll start disarming any traps and disabling their defenses whenever you're ready."
I was just about to give the order when I received a new message.
[You sense danger.]
Looking around it took me a second to see what it was.
'You have got to be kidding me,' I thought with a deadpan when I saw the sky darken as thousands of arrows where launched from the towers.
Slamming the end of my staff on the ground I summoned a large shield to cover myself and my dolls.
'Hermes get rid of the archers,' I told him.
(Hermes)
The black bird didn't need to be told twice as he began to take out half the spiders from his own inventory.
"Destroy any machinery you see and kill any undead you come across," he ordered.
He stayed just long enough to see them skitter away before he flew to the right tower and gave the other half the same instructions.
Going outside, he was just in time to see a volley of giant flaming boulders be sent in Charles' direction.
'Oh, I better do something about those catapults,' the spirit thought.
'Hermes, there are catapult-'
'Yes, I see them. I'll take care of it.'
Flying up the side of the large tower he discovered where the boulders where coming from and saw a group of undead loading a metal catapult.
"Bombarda!" he yelled.
The spell exited his mouth and hit the catapult dead center, causing it to explode and blow the zombies away.
"One down."
(Scene change)
Batting away another flaming rock with a spell I refocused on the zombie horde, which had grown considerably larger in my distraction.
Looks like I would have to break out the big guns. Reaching into a pouch I retrieved an elemental shard.
Earth Shard-Rank: Special
Description: A piece of crystalized magical energy. Channeling magic through it allows you to have control over the specified element: 20 grams.
Effect: Can control 1 cubic foot of earth per gram.
Channeling magic through it I pictured what I wanted to happen. The ground underneath them bulged before tall stone spears skewered them from below, sending some in the air and trapping others. The whole image was very Vlad the Impaler.
The ground around us was a sea of black as the shafts of the arrows stuck out of the earth like blades of grass. Luckily it seemed that the amount was starting to dwindle.
[Your level has increased by 1.]
The amount of undead also seemed to be lessening.
After ten minute the arrows stopped completely and the last of the zombies was killed.
"Hermes, status report."
"We were able to clear out all of the zombies but we did lose some spiders. I'm currently in what appears to be a large ritual chamber in the left tower."
"Okay, continue exploring but pull back if it looks too dangerous."
We continued our march.
Once we were only a few dozen feet away, gates at the foot of the towers opened up to reveal an army of armored skeleton. They numbered somewhere between 300-400 total and armed with different melee weapons.
Using [Observe] on one I found out that they boasted a small resistance to magic and slashing attacks.
The dolls formed into a long line facing the charging skeletons with a gun in each hand.
"Fire."
A storm of bullets crashed into them before they could even make it halfway. Shards of bone littered the air as the small metal slugs easily tore their way through their body.
It was honestly pitiful just how incompatible the dungeon seemed to be next to my skillset. Against anyone else, I'm sure it would have posed as a real challenge, but to me it was little more than an inconvenience.
[Your level went up by 1.]
Once the final skeleton solider disappeared I was left with a small field of loot. The snatch bears were quick to collect everything.
Before we got any closer, I sent on of the mob dolls to scout ahead, a good thing too as a purple barrier sprang up when it got to the doorway, disintegrating it on contact.
"Hermes there's a barrier outside the door."
"I see it, hold on I think I know how to turn it off."
I waited for a minute before receiving another message.
"Okay, it's down, I'm going to finish deactivating the rest of the traps."
Gesturing, I sent another doll just to be safe. This time it made it inside without a problem, so we followed.
Once inside I saw just how massive it was, the outside didn't do it justice.
Looking at the snatch bears I directed them to a set of gothic candelabra's, "Take everything that isn't nailed down, then come back with a crowbar and take that too." The little kleptomaniacs saluted before getting to work.
I ordered the rest to follow me up the side stairs.
As we made our way up the tower we would occasionally run into the odd pile of coins or one of my destroyed spiders.
It only took us twenty minutes to reach the top, where true to Hermes words there was a stone bridge connecting the two towers.
In the middle of the bride was a large circular platform around 100 feet in diameter. I could spot someone sitting on a throne in the middle wearing a set of gothic black armor. That would have to be the final boss.
Hermes appeared on my shoulder just then.
"Took you long enough. Ready?"
"Yes, now let's finish this, I don't want to miss dinner."
I took only ten dolls with me, as the area was too small for anymore. Getting closer I took a handgun from my inventory and unloaded a full clip into the helmet of the mysterious knight. I wasn't shocked when the bullets simply bounced off the armor, "Well it was worth a try."
I seemed to have gotten its attention as it stood up from its throne and casually backhanded it off the side of the arena.
"So super strength and magical armor, lovely."
As the dolls filed into the arena, I was the last one to enter, and as soon as I did, a dome barrier surrounded the stage.
I observed my opponent.
Death Paladin LV 89
HP: 200,000/200,000
MP: 50,000/50,000
Description: A Death Paladin is a high level undead made from the combined malice of thousands of restless spirits. It is capable of ordering other undead as well as creating new ones from slain foes. It is skilled in both magical and close combat.
Skills:
Death Wail: A scream that does mental damage to anyone that hears it. Stunning opponents for a short time.
Magic Swordsmanship: Gives a bonus to attacks with swords and allows one to cast spells.
Summoning: Call forth angry wraiths that are immune to physical attacks.
No words were said as it charged at me with surprising speed, aiming to thrust his sword into my chest.
I parried the attack using the middle of the staff before pointing one end at its chest, "Silencio." There that should take care of the wail and maybe some spells too.
I jumped back when it swung its sword again, putting some distance between us.
It slammed it hand on the ground and 10 ghostly knights emerged from the ground.
I tried to bind them using mana strings, but the death paladin used its sword to cut them apart. My dolls rushed to my side, and I hastily cast [Magic Weapon] on their guns.
As one they unloaded their bullets on the wraths while I charged a mana bolt.
It summoned a shield to protect itself and its followers, but the bullets tore it apart like wet tissue paper.
Once itwas fully charged, I sent the sphere of volatile magic at the paladin, causing a large explosion.
[You sense danger.]
Allowing my instincts to take over, I jumped to the side just as a sword brimming with dark energy flew to where I had been.
Taking out an earth elemental shard I focused on softening the ground under the paladin but it jumped away, summoning another sword in its hand.
Checking its health, I saw that it was down by 11%.
(Skip)
Blocking the downward slash with my rapier I caught the fist aimed at my head, and took a step forward using the momentum to trip the paladin and straddle it.
It was down to just the two of us. My dolls and his wraths were gone, as was Hermes when he took a particularly lethal spell aimed for me. We were both nearly out of magic but that didn't matter to either of us.
It headbutted me but I was able to rip the sword from its grasp.
Momentarily shrinking my sword, I channeled magic into my fist and punched it in the face, knocking off its helmet to reveal a skeleton skull with blue fire in its eyes.
It sent a body blow with its free hand into my stomach, knocking the wind out of me but I still refused to get off.
Feeling a drain on my health I noticed it trying to use [Life Drain] on me, but it was too late as I shoved the tip of the pen in its mouth and clicked on the top, causing it to expand and pierce the skull.
It gave off one last death rattle before transforming into black smoke.
[You earned 300,000 Experience]
[You level went up by 1.]
[You have obtained the Title: Magic Knight]
Collapsing on the ground, I took out a healing potion to replenish my health and an energy drink that would restore my stamina.
Now that the barrier had disappeared the remainder of my dolls crossed the bridge to join me. Using what little magic I had left I re-summoned Hermes.
"Oh, wow. You look like shit," the cheeky bird mocked me as I lay motionless.
Ignoring him, I picking myself up I went to check what items it had dropped.
[100 Galleons]
[Blueprint]
[Necromancers Recipe Book]
[Black Demon Soul.]
Grabbing the blueprint first I saw that it was the last piece I need to make the Enchanted Artifact Facility. Looking at the full schematics I could see a sort of resemblance to a 3D Printer.
Next, I took the recipe book, and dismissed the window asking if I wanted to learn it. Flipping through the pages I found it had instructions on how to create a wide variety of undead as well as artifacts that could enhance them further.
I'd look at it later, right now there was still one more thing to check.
Standing about a foot off the ground was a black flame the size of my first. Everything about it just seemed to scream sinister, especially the way it seemed to pulse like a heart every couple of seconds.
Black Demon Soul-Rank: Legendary
Description: This cursed soul, is capable of granting those who eat it extraordinary power for a price. By eating it, their soul will be damned to hell once they die and the gates of heaven will forever be closed to them. In exchange they will be able to connect and draw energy from the dark dimension. This will also grant them an affinity for Darkness and Demonic abilities. (Warning: VIT must be 50 or higher.)
Looking at my stats I wondered how much I need.
Charles Bell
Class: The Gamer
Title: Overlord
Level: LV 38 Next Level: 0.00%
HP: 540/1630 (430 1200)
MP: 32/840 (8005%)
STR: 30
DEX: 31
VIT: 38
INT: 75
WIS: 78
LUK: 36
Points: 117
Money: 128,382 G/ 9 S/ 2 K
Inventory: 5,820/ 15,000
I might as well use some of the points now.
"Hold on, what do you think you're doing?" Hermes interrupted me by jumping in my face just as I was about to raise my vitality.
"I think that's fairly obvious."
"You're seriously going to eat that? Didn't you read the part where it said your soul will be damned to hell?" he screamed at me.
I raised an incredulous eyebrow at him, "Are you telling me that's not where I'm heading already after all the things I've done?"
"…well you got me there."
"Its fine, if anything this is a blessing in disguise."
"How so?"
"Well now that I know there's an afterlife, I can plan accordingly. Afterall if there's a way to get in, then there's a way to get out. And don't worry, I don't plan on dying any time soon," I reassured him.
He looked at me for several seconds before sighing and stepping aside, "Fine, just be aware that I have your back if anything goes wrong."
"Thanks… partner."
Putting the bare minimum amount of points into VIT I felt a rush of energy.
Then I reached for the flame, finding it freezing rather than hot, as if I was sticking my hand into liquid nitrogen. Slowly I brought it to my lips and felt my insides freeze from the inside out.
I stayed motionless as my body adjusted. After several minutes I let out a frosty breath as it settled down.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, just a little cold?"
[You have obtained the Title: Black Demon]
Thankfully there were no outward changes I had to hide.
"Right then, now that that's over let's get to looting this entire place. I saw a set of marble statues-"
"I already called dips on the statues."
"Fine then I call the paintings," I grumbled.
-Skip-
As expected, I was able to breeze through the exams with plenty of time to spare.
My specialty laid in theory, so the written test proved no challenge at all. It goes without saying that my wandwork and brewing skills were also fairly advanced so the practical exams just as easy.
Suffice to say, I was a shoe in for first place.
"It's finally over," Terry let out an exhausted sigh before falling face first into a beanbag chair.
Padma took the other, "Now we have a full week to just relax."
The other Ravenclaws were also in similar states of disarray as many of them had spent the last week reviewing their notes.
"What are you doing Charles," Antony said from his place on the floor, too lazy to even reach his bed which was currently occupied by Mandy.
"Something I've been working on," I told him as I retrieved my top hat and took out a brown wooden box, "It's based on the Oasis theor-"
"Nooo. Don't, say anything else, I'm too tired to think," Lisa cried out from her spot on my bed, placing a pillow over her head.
"Well fine, I guess I'll just skip the explanation. Simply put, I made a few magical objects and could use your help testing them out," I told them opening the box and taking out one of my magic mirrors.
Michael looked up from his seat, "What is it?"
"Something that should hopefully let us keep in touch during the summer," I explained tossing one of the mirrors to Sue Lee from across the room and another to Terry. Grabbing my own, I pressed down on the power button and the screen lit up to show a list of numbers. "As most of you already know Cadimus is credited for the two-way mirror."
"Who?"
"What's a two-way mirror?"
"Nooo, my brain is melting."
"I guess not, to make a short story even shorter, we'll be able to communicate using the mirror. For example," I demonstrated by choosing the number corresponding to the one in Sue Lee's hands causing it to vibrate and show a message saying someone was trying to call her. "If you want to connect choose the green button, if you want to decline choose the red," I told her.
Once she accepted, my screen changed to show her surprised face.
"Wow," she said in awe.
Walking around I handed everyone a mirror, "These are still prototypes, but I'm hoping one day I can market it and start selling them to others."
"What are you going to call them?" Padma asked inspecting her own.
"Haven't decided on a name yet but let me show you guys how to use them."
-Skip-
I was currently inside of the Room of Requirements, sitting comfortably as Hermes shared his vision.
He was currently tailing the Golden Trio using his spirit nature to turn invisible.
As soon as I saw them, I could immediately spot a few abnormalities.
Ron seemed to be sporting a black eye and a cut lip. I'm guessing Neville gave them more trouble than they expected.
Hermione herself didn't look too happy at being dragged on another of their adventures as she kept muttering complaints under breath and spacing out.
Even Harry seemed to be more on edge than usual as he snapped at Hermione.
"If you don't want to be here then just go back!"
Hermione however was apparently done being talked down to as she shouted right back, "I would, but oh wait, there a giant three-headed dog blocking the only exit!"
Actually, that was a very good point, how did she go get help originally?
Doesn't matter, I suppose. What really mattered was that they weren't as close as before.
I watched them go through the key room and the giant chessboard. Ron apparently was able to come up with a better strategy as he hadn't needed to sacrifice himself in the end.
So now all three, were free to go on ahead.
Passing the dead troll, they got to the chamber with the potion bottles, and just like in the books Hermione was easily able to spot the potion that would allow one to pass the wall of flames. Seeing this the three sobered up and discussed amongst themselves what they should do. Harry somehow managed to convince them that he should take it while one of them went to get help.
Hermes took this chance to use his size manipulation to shrink and enter Harry's pocket.
I was unable to see or hear much, but I did catch some of the conversation.
(Harry)
Walking through the curtain of black flames, Harry spotted a familiar someone standing in front of a mirror.
"You!" he shouted giving away his presence.
Quirrell turned around with a calm expression, "Potter, I was wondering if I would be meeting you tonight."
"But Snape-"
"Severus? Yes, he does seem the type, doesn't he. Next to him, who would suspect p-p-poor, st-stuttering P-Professor Quirrell," he mocked.
"But he tried to kill me!"
"No, no, no. I tried to kill you. And I would have succeeded too if your friend Miss Granger hadn't knocked over rushing to set Snape's cloak on fire. Just a few more seconds and I would have been able to get you off that broom even with Snape muttering his little counter-curse."
"Snape was trying to save me?"
(Scene change)
I wondered how much longer they would continue to talk when Hermes suddenly appeared in front of me holding the Philosopher stone.
Philosopher Stone-Rank: Very Special
Description: A miraculous stone created by the famed alchemist Nicholas Flamel. It is considered the pinnacle of alchemy and sought after by everyone that has ever heard of it. One of its more famous uses it to turn metal into gold and create the Elixir of Life. Etc.
"Good work," I told him grabbing the stone and placing it inside of a golden chest resting on a side table next to me. This was the Gemini chest that I got from the Halloween event, capable of copying any 3 objects of lesser rank.
Opening the lid again, I saw that there was now two identical stones. Taking one stone out I duplicated the process two more times until I had a set of four, the chest vanishing as soon as the last of its charges was used.
I gave one to Hermes to return it back to Harry, leaving me with three. One of the stones would be used for practical use, the other for research and the last as a back-up.
He reappeared without the stone a split second later.
"Good work," I told him sincerely, "Now, what do you say we give poor Harry a helping hand."
Honestly there was no way we could have done this without him. He was the only one person I knew that was both naive and selfless enough to take the stone out of the mirror. Neither Hermes nor I could have done it at least.
Opening my menu, I went to a page that showed me all of my current minions.
I stopped at a group labeled: Parasite Bombs.
Parasite Bombs-Rank: A Little Special
Description: A specialized explosive device in the shape of a small tick. These little pests enter a host and navigate their way around the body until they reach the vital organs, where they latch themselves on by fusing with the surrounding tissue. Despite their small size they are able to produce a large explosion when in groups. They can be set to explode remotely or only after certain conditions has been met.
Really Quirrell, you shouldn't drink anything you found on the ground.
[Would you like to detonate Parasite Bombs 1-20?] [Yes/No]
(Quirrell)
Clutching his hand in pain, he saw that the place that Potter had touched was full of blisters.
"Get him you fool?" came the voice of his Master, who sent a flash of pain to show his displeasure.
Steeling himself he walked over to finish the boy and get the stone. However, just before he could reach him, he felt something strange warmth in his body.
He was left with no more time to ponder what it could be before a fiery explosion ripped his body apart.
(Room of Requirements)
[Gained 40,000 experience.]
[You gained 150 Galleons.]
[You obtained Vampire cross.]
[You obtained Purple Turban]
"Huh, never figured Quirrell for the religious type," I commented seeing the cross.
It was good to know that they worked as intended as I planned to install one inside every person that worked for my Doctor persona. Can't have anyone needlessly spilling my secrets after all.
Glancing at Hermes I saw him giving me a look, "What?"
"Aren't you worried Potter might get emotionally scarred from seeing his teacher be blown up in front of him?"
I waved him off, "Oh, I sure he'll get over it. And if he isn't, do we really care?"
"No."
"Then why did you ask?"
"One of us has to be the voice of compassion?"
-Quidditch Field-
I smacked away a bludger before it could hit one of our Chasers.
"Charles! Charles! Charles!"
Hearing the crowd cheer my name I showed my appreciation by waving as I zoomed by.
With Harry in the Hospital Wing, the match between Ravenclaw and Gryffindor went as well as one could expect. In other words, Gryffindor was getting their asses handed to them.
I had taken out their back-up Seeker within the first three minutes of the game, and since they weren't allowed replacements the poor injured boy was left to hover close to the ground.
Currently the score was at 550-0, and any hope at victory was long gone just like their pride.
[You sense danger!]
Without looking I caught the speeding Bludger sent at my head with my free hand. I turned to look at George, who had on a surprised expression.
"Oh no, it seems like one of our loveable Beaters has gained the attention of Charles Bell! Don't just stand there! Fly away you fool! Fly from the terrible first year!" Jorden shouted.
The redhead speed of with panic in his eyes!
I sent the bludger after him all while singing a merry tune to liven thing up.
"All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet~"
[Singing]'s level increases by one.
After a few more minutes the game ended with Sam finally catching the Snitch.
"Sam catches the Snitch ending the game and making the final score 840-0! Ravenclaw is the winner! Now to tally up the results as see who gets the Quidditch Cup, but let's be honest here we already know who won!"
The crowd exploded into applause. I'm sure Slytherin was happy that they were no longer the team with the most one-sided loss in Hogwarts History, and the Hufflepuffs were probably happy that they hadn't had it as bad as the other houses.
The Gryffindor team was being carried away by stretchers. Looks like they'd be there to greet Harry when he woke up after all.
As I dismounted my broom I was rushed at by my teammates.
"Whoa!" I didn't have time to protest as Robert and Roger hoisting me up onto their shoulders.
"We did it!" they kept shouted.
I could tell they were excited, not just because we won, but because typically the last two matches of the year were when scouts from Professional teams would come to see us play.
Madam Hooch came onto the field, carrying an enormous silver trophy cup.
"Congratulations. You've earned this!" she told us with a proud smile handing the cup to Robert.
Quest: Quidditch Cup Glory
[Gained 150,000 experience]
[You obtained the random Skill Book: Mana Arrow]
[You obtained Ankle Bracelets of Flying]
(Room of Requirements)
The ankle bracelets really were worth the trouble it turns out.
With them I could fly in the air without having to use any mana, meaning I could be in the air for an unlimited time.
Mana arrow was also an interesting skill too and I was hoping to integrate into my guns later on.
But all of that could wait because at the moment my sole attention was focused on the black spirit stone in front of me.
Today was the day that it would finally hatch. After everything I fed it, I was definitely curious to see what kind of spirit it would be.
Crack!
"It's hatching!" Hermes screamed excitedly.
The shell exploded outward coating the entire room in a white light.
Blinking the spots away I turned to see a pair of yellow eyes the same shade as mine looking back at me.
"…A cat?" Hermes questioned tilting his head.
Indeed, it looked to be an ordinary black cat, if not for the black mist it seemed to be emitting.
[?] LV 5
Class: Low-Level Spirit
Title: Hell Spirit
HP: 500/500
MP: 1000/1000
Description: [?] is a spirit closely tied to the afterlife. Although it has taken the appearance of an ordinary black cat, its true form is something so horrifying that it can cause those of weak mind to die instantly. Like all hell spirits it has the ability to place curses on people or an area, possess both inanimate objects and other creatures, as well as eat souls to gain their memories. It has obsidian claws that are sharp enough to cut through steel and enchanted to leave festering wounds behind. It's love for mischief is only surpassed by its love for Charles Bell who it sees as its creator. [?] is currently feeling happy, nervous, and hungry.
"What the hell, its already a Low-Level Spirit! I had to work my feathers off just to reach that level. That so unfair," Hermes complained.
"Suck it up, life's unfair," I told him as I smiled at the cat. Opening my arms, the little hell spirit eagerly jumped into them. Normally I wasn't a cat person, finding their selfish sociopathic behavior too similar to my own, but I took comfort in knowing that the thing in my hands wasn't actually one of them. Scratching its chin, I watched it purr in delight. "Let's call you… Jinx."
(Great Hall)
The Ravenclaw table exploded into cheers as the Headmaster finished announcing the result of the House Cup.
Even with Dumbledore awarding the Trio fifty point each it wasn't enough to make up for our large lead, though it did end up putting Gryffindor in second place.
Hufflepuff: 243
Slytherin: 390
Gryffindor: 391
Ravenclaw: 601
Like I said, it wasn't even close.
I watched as the decoration in the hall turned to reflect Ravenclaw colors.
For some reason, I felt eyes on me and saw the Dumbledore staring in my direction.
His eyes held no suspicion only curiosity as he probably didn't know what to make of me.
Waving at him I turned back to my housemates.
One thing was for sure, tonight Ravenclaw would have its wildest party yet.
(Station)
The results of the exams came out on the morning of our last day and just like I predicted, I got first place in my year.
After breakfast, we headed to our rooms and packed our belongings. My housemates were especially emotional at having to say good-bye to our playroom. Currently they were still fighting amongst themselves to see who would keep what for next year.
"Well Princess it was an interesting year," I told Daphne as we walked down to the train station.
"Yes, it certainly was," she agreed, before turning to me with a smile, "I suppose I have you to thank for that."
"Don't worry, I'll be sure to give you a call on my mirror every once in a while, so you don't get too lonely," I teased her, getting a playful slap on my chest in return.
Spotting her friends Daphne said her good-bye and went to join them.
Entering the train compartment alone, I was just putting my suitcase away when I felt a tap on my shoulder. Turning around I saw it was Hermione standing there with a guilty look upon her face.
Before I could even say anything, she started to speak.
"Hold on. I know what you're going to say. You're going to tell how stupid I was for following after them, how I could have gotten hurt or killed, and how I promised to tell you everything."
"…"
"I-I just want you to know, I understand if your disappointed in me and don't want to be my friend," she said with watery eyes.
"…I'm glad your safe," I told her, placing a hand on her head.
She wiped unshed tears using the back of her sleeve, "Y-You're not mad?"
I gave her a puzzled look, "Is that why you've been avoiding me for the last couple of day?"
"…Yes," she said in a small voice.
"Hermione, I know how hard it is to say no to friends, especially you're first friends. It incredible to see what lengths your willing to go for something you think is right, I just wish you'd be more careful in the future."
"Well you can rest assure that I won't be going on any more dangerous adventures."
Smirking I let out a laugh, "I wouldn't be too sure. Bad girls like you typically tend to find trouble."
"Charles, I'm serious!"
"So was I."
A/N: Thanks for reading.
As you can tell I there's still plenty of open-ended questions. Those will be explained more later on. I'll be continuing the it just like this instead of splitting each book into a different story.
So how did you like this chapter? Was Charles' style of killing Quirrell in character to what I've portrayed him to be like? What about the hell spirit, Jinx? Considering a majority of what he fed it were soul gems and zombie drops did it make sense for it come out so twisted? Also, what kind of perks, should the Magic Knight grant him? I've already thought of a few, but I would still like to hear your opinions.
Anyways, as promised I'll be updating Kenji sometime in the future, right after I finish reread it and correct any spelling mistakes.
Well until next time, I have to get up early for work tomorrow. Oh, and I officially turned 25 for anyone that was wondering.