Chapter 21: The Third Task
Harry was waiting for the rest of the new army to arrive. He needed to tell everyone about what would happen during the last task. After some legilimency on Barty Crouch Jr, he found out about his plans to revive Voldemort. Harry would allow it to happen because it would raise questions as to how he knew and it would happen some way or another if he stopped it. Better to fight him during everyone's prime instead of fighting him at the age of 150. That would be like putting a baby in front of a herd of Hipogriffs.
Once everyone arrived Harry stood up and walked to the front to begin speaking to everyone present."Welcome to the Griffon Task Force. I have a few announcements before we leave. First, is that Voldemort will return to full power during the last task. I will be kidnapped to be used in a blood ritual. I know it will be hard to convince everyone that he has returned so I will portkey everybody there back here at Hogwarts to prove it. If we stop it from happening, then it will happen after our prime." Harry said as many people were in shock and gasping. Harry looked over to Ginny sitting then she nodded before Harry continued."You are the strongest people I have ever seen. You have seen battles and horrors normal people would never see in their lives. You are skilled warriors. I want you to fight with us against the forces of evil."
"I agree!" Fred yelled out as everyone nodded then agreed as well. Harry nodded before waving his wand and on all the assembled students was a tattoo of a Griffon while holding a sword.
"On this mark I have placed port-key charms, protean charms, and a charm I created to burn something slightly. It works similarly to the dark mark because if I press the mark you will instantly know where I am and then you can activate the port-key to take you where I am." Harry explained as everyone exchanged glances before looking up at Harry. Everyone had an unanswered question but it was Angelina who asked the question.
"What happens if the ministry mistakes it for the dark mark?" She asked though she didn't expect Harry to laugh. She knew he was confident, but to laugh at the word ministry was strange.
"Even though I killed Fudge, it doesn't mean that the ministry will attempt to harm a Pureblood house. You guys are considered warriors of the House of Potter as were the Royal Guard. If they harm you, it will be considered a direct attack against me." Harry responded. The first few words shocked everyone into silence which was broken by Wood.
"You killed Fudge?" He asked warily.
Harry closed his eyes and let out a sigh before responding to the expectant crowd."Fudge was a rapist that raped along side Death Eaters. He was caught in the crossfire." Harry said then turned around to Draco when he gave an amused snort.
"More like you put a gun to his head and demanded the release of the muggle girls. When they weren't moving, Lucius pulled his wand out and so did the others. You were so pissed off you didn't give a fuck about who you killed. You just shot Fudge in point blank range in the head before you killed the rest after I tortured." Draco told him with a smirk.
"What did you do with that gun anyways?" Daphne asked as she stared at Harry. Harry pulled out a Desert Eagle and put it on a table before pulling out an assault rifle."Do you always carry guns around?" Daphne asked.
"Uhh yeah. I mean…Listen I'm paranoid so don't blame me. Creevey stop moving and go back to the crowd." Harry said without looking back as Colin was trying to sneak a picture of Harry. Colin was shocked so much that he quickly scurried away."Proves my point." Harry muttered before putting his guns away.
"Can we get guns?" Tracey Davis asked eagerly, causing Harry to sigh.
"You will need to conceal them so only pistols because they're illegal in Britain." Harry said as he stood up from his chair. Harry nodded to Draco who began ordering people around.
"Line up, get on the ground, and give me 100 push ups!" Draco yelled at them though he was unaware of the fake Moody watch from the tree line. Harry did though and looked directly at Moody before firing a warning shot in the air. The sound from the firearm was deafening. The sound rang out all through the air. Moody immediately turned and ran as fast as he could with his wooden peg leg.
"What happened?" Ginny asked as she took the gun from him.
"Warning shot. Moody was watching." Harry answered as everyone finished the push ups but were put back to torture from Draco when he ordered fifty more. If someone messed up then everyone would get ten more to do.
"Damn Moody." Draco growled in anger.
"He's probably spying on you to report to Voldemort." Daphne said with a small frown appearing. She looked back to the area where Moody was and cast a revealing spell. She saw nothing so she told them."He's not here anymore."
"Damn it." Ginny said with a sigh before she turned to the people that were waiting for more instruction.
Draco made them train a bit more until it was time for Harry to train them. Harry ordered them to do 150 push ups. Once everyone finished they were forced to do 200 sit ups. Harry then led them over to a training camp he created. It had an obstacle course that he made everyone run 5 times. Once the training was done Harry said."You'll be suffering worse during training." He barked,"That was just a warm up. EVERYONE PAIR UP AND FIGHT THE DUMMIES!" Harry yelled at them. They all began fighting them with stunners and disarming spells before Harry corrected them."They won't fall from simple stunners and disarming spells. You have to hit them with a worse spell." Harry told them all. After they were corrected they began to do more damage and defeat them.
The Third Task
Harry was pacing outside the Great Maze for the third task. He wasn't worried for himself, but for the people that would die because of Voldemort's return. Bagman announced that the recorder orbs would be following you the entire time. After one spell on his orb, he found out that the orb would follow him everywhere until the judges blocked it. He could block it, but of course he wouldn't reveal it to the world. Harry sent a message through the Griffon mark about the orbs.
"Welcome! Welcome to the Third and final task of the Quadwizard Tournament! The Champion in the first place position will enter first then the others will continue in the order of their points. The order will be Harry Potter, Viktor Krum, Fleur Delacour and Ronald Weasley." Bagman announced to the crowd that was cheering and laughing."Harry Potter is about to begin. Ready…set…GO!" Bagman yelled as Harry rushed into the maze.
When Harry was about 20 meters into the maze he thought he heard Bagman announce that Krum went inside the maze. Harry rounded a corner but stopped when he felt himself go upside down. Harry chuckled then walked normally. The orb saw this and Harry continued to walk forward. Harry sensed a Boggart up ahead. He prepared himself for what he would face up to. He would face the Boggart of the Dementors in his third year. When Harry found himself in front of the Dementor, the effects immediately took effect. The horrible feeling of despair and sadness. Feeling like he would never be happy again. The intense freezing hit him like a stampede of Hipogriffs.
"CARNIFEX!" Harry roared as a black Griffon patronus erupted from his wand. The black Griffon looked like a raging black fire. It's mane blowing in the wind. The Griffon rushed forward and scratched the Dementor in the gut. Chunks of flesh began tearing off and parts of the cloak were being torn. The Dementor let out a demonic shriek before it dissolved into nothingness, dust, emptiness.
Harry rushed forward after the Dementor was destroyed. He got onto the Griffon. The demonic fire was quite warm against his body but not very uncomfortable. Harry grabbed his mane then pulled it up. It shot up in the air with a gust of wind. Harry leaned his weight forward causing the Griffon to rush forward. Harry recalled his memory of the rules he asked. He realized that what he was about to do was not against the rules as he used a spell. The Giant creature collided against the maze. The part of the collision burst into searing black flames that quickly burnt away at the hedge. Harry continued to rush for a minute before the Griffon disappeared into the night sky.
Unfortunately Harry landed into a brown gooey mess. Quicksand! Harry grimaced as he landed into the sand. Harry pushed his legs up, he was quickly stopped when they quicksand became extremely heavy. So heavy that he couldn't move his arms or move at all. Harry focused on using his Occlumency to calm himself down. Once he finished with the help of Ginny's soothing messages he froze the sand. He transformed the sand into air before he shot a stone pillar into the air. He jumped off the pillar and onto the ledge of the other side of the pit. When he landed, he reversed everything he had done before embarking again.
After a few minutes and a compass charm, he found himself in front of a Minotaur. Harry stopped dead in his tracks as an ax swing went past his head and landed a few feet away from him. He dodged another swing before he jumped on the creature's shoulder. It shook his shoulder but Harry would not give up. No Potters never gave up. He conjured a sword and stabbed it in the shoulder. It roared a loud giant roar of rage, anger and pain. Harry held his hand up next to the Minotaur then he petrified the creature. It was more like encasing him with stone and leaving him there.
Harry soon found himself in front of a Sphinx. It nodded when Harry asked what the riddle was. The Sphinx stood up then spoke."First think of the person who lives in disguise, who deals in secrets and tells naught but lies. Next, tell me what's always the last thing to mend, the middle of the middle and the end of the end? And finally, give me the sound often heard during the search for a hard-to-find word. Now string them together and answer me this, which creature would you be unwilling to kiss? Who am I?"
Harry thought long and hard as he searched his brain and went over the answers that were possible. Harry finally came up with an answer. Harry then said the answer he thought it was."A spider." Harry said. The Sphinx nodded then spoke.
"Correct. You may pass." The Sphinx said as it stepped aside.
Harry found it funny that right after the Sphinx there was an Acromantula. Harry rushed the giant spider that clicked its feet together before lunging at Harry. Harry dodged out of the way but he shot a powerful stunner at the exposed, vulnerable belly. The Acromantula shrieked before it dropped on the ground unconscious. Harry saw the golden orb hanging behind him. Harry walked over the Acromantula. He saw the Quadwizard Cup with a blue glow around it that no one else could see. Harry ran forward. He grasped the handle of the large cup. He felt the familiar tug of his navel. He disappeared with a flash of blue light, the bright golden orb following him.
The Revival
Harry wasn't shocked. In fact he was extremely on guard and paranoid. Almost as paranoid as Moody. Harry was looking around the graveyard. He heard the unmistakable voice of Peter Pettigrew yell."Crucio!"
The Stands
Everyone in the stands gasped and screamed in panic. The order of Griffon was on edge and waiting for the call.
The Graveyard
Harry dodged the spell quickly and returned it with a dark curse that would destroy your eyes. Peter shielded the spell before returning the same curse. Harry dodged the spell again but a crucio was flying his way. So without the possibility to dodge again, he batted the unforgivable that had surprising strength. He dodged a stunner but dodged into another stunner.
Harry woke up a few minutes later. He saw Peter there holding a bundle that looked like a baby. Harry also saw a cauldron. Luckily his scar didn't hurt because he removed the Horcrux with a ritual he did in the basement of Potter Manor. Harry heard a cold, raspy voice say."Begin the ritual, Wormtail."
"Y…yes my Lord." Peter said as he placed Voldemort inside the cauldron and began the ritual."Bone of the father, unknowingly given, you will renew your son." Pettigrew said but he was unaware of what Harry was doing.
Harry held a ring in his hand, then he whispered the words,"Thomas Riddle." When the face of a handsome young man appeared Harry began talking in whispers.
"Your son has taken one of your bones from your grave."
"Flesh of the servant, willingly given, you will revive your master." Peter said but he didn't realize Harry broke free and grabbed a sword while he summoned Peter's silver dagger.
"Do you want me to cut your hand off?" Harry asked cruelly with an evil smirk that sent shivers down Peter's spine.
"N..no." Peter whimpered. Harry brought the sword down with incredible speed and with that and his strength combined sliced Peter's hand off and into the cauldron.
"See, Wormtail. Look, you completed your part of the ritual by sacrificing your flesh. Now finish it." Harry said in a soft voice as he sheathed his sword in his empty sheath.
"B..bl…blood of the enemy, forcibly taken, you will resurrect your foe." Peter said as Harry grabbed Peter's dagger and handed it back.
"You can have some. I have plenty." Harry said with a small, fake smile that you wouldn't be able to tell apart from a real one. Harry felt a small prick on the end of his finger. He let a few drops of blood fall into the cauldron. Steam rose from it and a figure came out of it. Lord Voldemort.
Voldemort had very pale skin to the point where Harry couldn't tell if it was blue. He had red eyes that looked like those of snakes because of the slit shaped eyes. He had no nose and he was missing something below the belt that Harry had a hard time not laughing at.
"Robe me, Wormtail." Voldemort said in a cold voice.
Peter gave him his robes and wand. In return, he was given a silver hand to replace the bloody stump. Voldemort gave a long monologue that Harry didn't listen to. Firstly, it was too hard not to laugh. Secondly, he was too tired. Third of all was the fact that he didn't care or didn't want to listen to him. Harry was brought out of his musings by a sharp pain that hit him. Harry saw a flash of light that hit him. Harry didn't scream or cry. He knew this would happen. He also thought that he liked the pain of putting someone under the spell but it was less enjoyable to feel it.
Voldemort was shocked. Harry didn't scream at all. In fact from the look on his face he seemed bored out of his mind. Voldemort ended the spell and bound Harry in magical ropes. He turned to Wormtail.
"Your hand. Not the other one." Voldemort said. When Peter showed him his hand Voldemort reached forward and rolled up his sleeve to reveal the dark mark. Voldemort touched it while Peter screamed out in pain. Voldemort turned back to Harry.
"Not the only one with marks." Harry said as about 20 death eaters appeared in shock. Harry pulled his sleeve up and touched the Griffon mark. Everyone in the Order of Griffon felt a warm touch on their forearms so they responded to it. About 309 people flashed into that graveyard. They were all wearing silver, golden, green and scarlet robes. They all had patches that signified their status. Some had a crown with two swords over the crown which meant Elite Guard.
There was also the patch that most had. Two swords and two and two wands that were crossing like the emblem of Beauxbatons. Harry, Ginny, Daphne and Draco had patches that were of two crossing wands that were holding up a crown. Harry changed his robes into his battle robes. The death eater stood there in shock and at that point scared. Voldemort was shocked and a little bit worried. Harry had somehow found a way to create a mark similar to the dark mark. He had an army of a few hundred and perhaps way more(which indeed Harry had).
"I challenge you to a duel." Harry said in a deep powerful voice as his hood went on and dark, glowing, red eyes appeared. Everything went cold as if a swarm of Dementors were there. They all felt like death had just shown up with the exception of the Order of Griffon(or Gryffin, Griffin or blah blah blah). Everyone felt shocked but the moment they appeared in that graveyard he radiated confidence.
"I accept." Voldemort said as he walked 10 paces away while Harry did the same.
While they were getting ready for the duel, Rosier and Rookwood were contacting French, German, Romanian, Russian, Italian, Greek, Swedish, Bulgarian and Norwegian Purebloods or supporters of Voldemort to help in this fight. The Romanians, Russians and Greeks wanted to get revenge on the coalitions that the Potters led to kill their Pureblood. After a bit they all arrived there making the numbers more even. Currently the Death Eaters had more numbers but were lacking in strength, training, discipline and dueling experience and experience in general. The British had lots of experience because of the First War. Even though a lot of them didn't actually fight in the war, they still mostly lived through it and had a great need of revenge. They all had a blood lust. Especially Harry because he was Harry. When has he ever not had a blood lust?
"Bow." Voldemort commanded. Harry and Voldemort both bowed without taking their eyes off each other. Harry noticed Voldemort looking more confident but he was trying to read his mind. Harry would have none of that. He pushed down his strongest defenses which caused Voldemort to step back in pain.
A Romanian with a thick accent stepped forward with eagerness. He looked at the two before he said,"FIGHT!"
Voldemort shot a cutting curse at Harry who dodged it with speed. Harry pressed his mark and sent a message to everyone. Start the fight. Everyone began fighting. Unforgivables were exchanged as well as curses, hexes and jinxes. Harry placed his special type of shield that allowed him to shoot through. He shot a cutting surse at Voldemort's legs. Voldemort dodged at the last minute after recovering from his shock. Harry shot a curse at his legs again that caused an explosion of dirt, rocks and debris to fly all over in a cloud. Voldemort shot a bone breaker curse at Harry. The spell hit him but cracked the dragon bone plates that healed instantly. Voldemort was shocked for a lack of a better word.
"HOW I HIT YOU?!" Voldemort roared in anger.
"Dragon bone armor plates." Harry said with a cheeky smile before shooting a Confingo at Voldemort which knocked him to the floor. Because of Voldemort's connection to Salazar Slytherin he was able to use the element of water.
Voldemort shot a large jet of water towards Harry at an insane speed. Even an idiot could tell that he had to use a lot of power to shoot the water. Harry saw this coming so he quickly blocked it with a spear of ice that froze the water and connected with the spear. Harry used telekinesis to shoot the giant chunk of ice at Voldemort which knocked the wind out of him as it hit him the chest. Voldemort tried to use water which was quickly shot down with a ring of fire. Voldemort was confused. Voldemort never got tired. He could last hours, yet this mere boy managed to bested him in stamina. Unless Wormtail failed the ritual. He will suffer.
Many of the foreigners were dropping like flies. They were squibs compared to the Order. People were dying, losing consciousness or losing sanity. The Order has lost zero while Voldemort's forces have lost a lot. Not many dead, but certainly many unconscious.
Harry shot his bullet spell right in between Voldemort's eyes. Blood gushed out of the wound in his head. Harry ordered through his mark to flash back into Hogwarts. Harry appeared in a flash of thunder. Harry saw a worried Mrs. Weasley.
"Come on Harry let's go." Ginny said as she grabbed his hand.
"WHERE ARE YOU GOING?!" Molly asked but she also yelled then she added,"WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO?!"
"I'm just going to give my husband a private celebration." Ginny said. When she saw her mother's red face she added,"Nothing I haven't done before."
Ginny and Harry turned and left to their rooms while Molly took her wand out to chase them but they were in high physical strength while she was not very strong or fast. They had a private celebration before they showered before they held onto each other. They both fell asleep in each other's arms.
