Harry Potter & the Return of Lord Voldemort Part 25
A/N: Hello! Chapter 25 of my Harry Potter story is u— *scream as audience throws rotten food at him* "What is WRONG with you people?! I don't want your food!" stalks off the stage muttering about ingrates* Chapter 25 of HP & the RoV is up!
"We seem to be missing someone," Tom said coldly that night.
"Ezra will be here," Eliza replied. "He's the leader. He hasn't missed a single day yet,"
Yes, Tom inwardly smirked. But he's never died before today,
"I don't understand it," Denny said. "Why is he so late?"
"Let's start without him," Tom snapped. He picked up Salazar Slytherin's book and flipped open the pages.
"We can't do tha—" Eliza began to protest.
"Shaddup!" Tom yelled. "I'm reading it. If you want to join me, then fine," He stopped a page and began to chant. He felt Eliza's hand reluctantly take his. Soon, his feet rose in the air, as did theirs. The room started shaking again. Eliza let out a scream. Tom gripped her hand as well as Denny's.
"Let us go!" Denny yelled. Tom ignored him.
"Ow! You're hurting me!" Eliza shrieked. Tom's felt rose higher and higher, with the other three protesting. The Tom let go.
Tom opened his eyes, to see the open crevasse. Nice job, he congratulated himself. These kinds of murders were what he prided himself on. They were slick, fast and neat. He slowly floated down and inspected the crevasse. To his horror, he saw a hand clinging on to the edge. He peered inside and saw Eliza's pale face. A gash was on her white face.
"TOM!" she yelled weakly. "Help me!" An evil grin appeared on Tom's face. He slowly raised his foot. "My name's not Tom," he told her as he stepped on her finger. Eliza screamed and lost her grip. As Tom watched her fall to her death, he continued, "My name is Voldemort,"
* * *
The next day, Dippet stepped onto the stage in the Great Hall during breakfast. "Student's!" he called, holding up his hands. "May I have your attentions, please?" The students stopped eating and turned to the headmaster. "I have some terrible news," Dippet continued.
"A series of attacks have appeared to the school," Dippet announced. "Four students have been killed already. Students are to pack their bags and return home until this mystery has been solved and the killers have been stopped. You are all excused from your classes today to pack. The train shall be tomorrow at 8 a.m. That is all, thank you,"
As he left, whispers broke out through the students. Everybody had wild rumors. "I hear that blind giant slugs attacked the students," a kid next to him whispered to another person. Tom inwardly rolled his eyes. Amazing, he thought sarcastically. Amazing how a second ago, he didn't even know this problem existed, and now…
He got up from his seat, and with a swish of his cloak, headed for the Girl's Bathroom.
* * *
Tom's eyes scanned the pages of Salazar's book. His lips moved as he silently chanted the ancient words. The eyes of the snake statues began to light up in a red light. Their mouths lowered and the poisonous gas escaped. Tom closed his eyes and uttered the words.
"Hear me, spirits!" Tom shouted. "Acknowledge your master!" A long hiss was echoed in the room.
"Master…" Tom's eyes flew open.
"Acknowledge your master!" Tom yelled again.
"Yessssss…" A hand shot up from the dirt. Tom watched excitedly as the other hand followed.
* * *
"Well, this is it," Prof. Dumbledore said as Prof. Dippet and Prof. Selena watched the second crevasse. "If we can't solve this, Hogwarts will have to be shut down,"
"How can we possibly find out who is responsible?" Prof. Selena asked.
"I don't know," Prof. Dippet replied sadly. A scream was heard, and the three teachers froze.
"Let's go!" Selena cried, and they rushed out. Their eyes bulged as the saw demons flying and attacking the students.
"Help! Help us!" someone shrieked. Dumbledore pulled out his wand and uttered a curse. A demon let out a screech as it caught on fire. Selena and Dippet hurriedly began fighting them off.
"It's not working!" Selena yelled. "Not for us anyway, Dumbledore!"
"Take care of this," Dumbledore ordered them. Then he rushed off. Tom, who was watching all of this, widened his eyes in shock as his demons one by one died. "You there! Stop!" Dumbledore called. Tom turned and ran.
* * *
"I believe this is our culprit," Dumbledore said, bringing Tom forth. Dippet and Selena stared in surprise.
"Surely you jest, Dumbledore," Selena said. "I mean, look at him! He's only a mere child!"
"Never underestimate the power of a man, my dear professor," Dumbledore warned. "He has caused earthquakes and demons."
"How?" Dippet questioned, adjusting his glasses, getting a better look at Tom.
"This book," Dumbledore held up the spell book.
"My god!" Selena gasped. "That's the book of Slytherin. Lost for ages, it's magic can only be used by a Slyhterin. The heir of Slytherin, no less," Dippet turned to Dumbledore.
"Dumbledore, what should we do?" he asked. "This boy is a threat!"
"Headmaster, I believe that we should show mercy upon the boy," Dumbledore advised. "His power is great—" At this, the three of them sneaked a glanced at Tom, who was watching them with hate in his eyes. "However, I believe that for the first time in it's life, the Sorting Hat has made a mistake. A change in houses is obvious,"
"Yes, the boy obviously belongs in Slytherin," Selena said thoughtfully. "Well, I shall leave you two to this. I shall tell the students that the threat is now over,"
* * *
"So what happened?" Harry asked.
"The next day, Tom Riddle was placed in Slytherin," Dumbledore replied. Harry nodded. He now knew about Tom's history, but his own—.
There was a knock on the door and Kettleburn peeked in. "Pardon me Dumbledore, I have some very bad news. Sirius and his…date. There's been an accident. The doctors think their dealing with a DOA, whatever that means," Harry stiffened. DOA? Where do I know that term?
"Well, let's get to the hospital," Dumbledore said. Harry froze. He had suddenly remembered what DOA meant.
DOA.
Dead on arrival.