CHAPTER SEVEN : THE FIRST STEP
Next day he woke up quite cheerful. Their victory against the hufflepuff was not an unusual thing, but he really felt happy for winning the first normal game after being made captain.
November had come, and everyone seemed to be enjoying the approaching of the Christmas. The classes were easier than usual. Those made Ron ask Harry some questions. He was used to have problems everywhere, and they usually had tons of essays to write. Now even Snape lowered them, and he started teaching about poisons. They were quite easy to brew, and they had almost nothing to write about them in an essay.
One day, Harry had another problem. It was at lunchtime.
His scar began to hurt again. He immediately turned to Hermione.
"My scar hurts again... Do not panic if I have another dream!" It was usual now. Thinking at the problems he had before, he just waited... He was almost sure he would faint again.
"Bring him a glass of water!" said Hermione in a bossy voice.
"Harry! Are you alright?" asked Ron. Most of the gryffindors turned to him. And he was right, everything went dark again. But he did not see another place... He saw exactly the Hogwarts castle. He was standing somewhere outside.
Suddenly, on the grassy grounds, he saw a yellow sphere in midair, floating next to the Whomping Willow. There were white lines drawn on it from pole to pole, and at the poles there were smaller white spheres.
It rotated around itself, and after around a minute it grew bigger. It changed shape. It then took a human shape, dressed with a big cloak. It was still yellow. Harry looked at it, and saw what that was. It was Voldemort himself, and he apparated somehow into the Hogwarts grounds.
Harry then remembered what the mysterious man said... Voldemort was using someone else's powers except his. He was stronger than the magic around Hogwarts.
He looked straight at the castle, took his wand, and said a long incantation.
"Worgass ovalama, Wortezz eltraza! Kapi as tecdom arx Kapi las vaxis!"
From his wand shot a small yellow beam, which hit the castle walls. It made a small hole in them.
The Harry in the memory really wanted to be inside the castle, but conscious... He saw Voldemort moving his wand, raise a hand up, and instantly, a yellow lightning from the sky hit Voldemort's hand. There were no clouds, so Voldemort created it.
He pointed his wand again at the castle, hand still up, and several lightning bolts stroke the castle towers. He could hear screams from inside it... Whatever it was, it was nothing good...
Voldemort tried another incantation, shorter this time.
"Arkinu Varefell Cinqueza!"
At those words, all the sky turned dark. Harry could see the front door opening. Voldemort's spell had no effect yet - not that Harry could see.
Dumbledore stepped out of the door, wand out, and a green light emmited from his wand closing to Voldemort, who dodged it easily; there were one hundred feet distance between him and Dumbledore.
"Karello!" Voldemort shouted and a very fast transparent sphere hit Dumbledore. He fell to the ground. That was not good at all.
Sirius and Lupin came out, and after a few moments Figg and Fred Thunder. All of them casted the same spell at a time, and it united. One strong silver sphere moved towards Voldemort. He tried to dodge it, but it followed him.
"Dismembro!" he said and a white light shot out of his wand and hit the silver ball. It exploded into one thousand pieces. Voldemort had been successful in defending against that spell too.
More professors stepped out and tried to kill Voldemort. They shot stunning spells everywhere towards Voldemort, so he could not dodge them.
"Erus!" Voldemort shouted and a spherical transparent barrier was created to defend himself. The stunning spells were stopped. After that, everyone tried a different spell. Harry had the instinct of using one, too, but he remembered it was only a dream and he could not do anything.
He ran inside the castle to see what was happening. He entered the great hall, and was really stunned at seeing it. The ceiling was not enchanted anymore. It was now as a normal ceiling. The walls had several holes carved in them, and sunlight could enter inside the room. He saw that the hufflepuff table was upside down and the slytherin one was broken in two pieces. There were no students in there at all. He instantly ran to the hospital wing.
It was full of students. Some were hurt, and some others were only staying with the others. The walls had a strong thick barrier as a protection. He saw himself on a bed. Surrounding him were Ron, Hermione, Seamus and... Cho?
Yes it was her. Cho was talking to Hermione.
"He was like this more times - it happens sometimes... because You-know-who", said Hermione.
"And he will be fine?" asked Cho. She sounded worried. The Harry in the dream could not feel anything, and he just thought about Cho. She actually... liked him?
"He will!", said Hermione in a i-am-sure tone.
Harry wanted to see the fight against the Hogwarts teachers and Voldemort. It took him some time to reach the grounds, and when he saw the scene, he was sure if he was not a "dream" he would have fainted.
Voldemort was casting a spell he never knew. It was like a rain but there was no water falling, there were huge snow shapes that were falling and eventually hitting some Hogwarts teachers. Dumbledore was up, but...
Lupin was lying on the ground, blood spilling out of his stomach. He was hit by some spell. Sirius was trying to wake him up, but he could not do it. Lupin was... dead? Harry hoped he wasn't.
McGonagall was hit in the head by an ice pyramid. She fell down. Voldemort was laughing, and after Fletcher was down, he said with his cold voice, now colder than ever:
"You were such fools to think you can defeat the dark lord! I can't imagine how it was possible for you to think about something like that!"
Then he was stroke by a thunder. It was a white thunder, and it looked like Dumbledore created it.
"Never mind!" said Voldemort. "Axxa Valezz!" Another spherical ball was shot at the Hogwarts crowd. The ball split up in many smaller ones, and each went to another teacher.
Some destroyed them in time, but Figg and Sprout didn't. The Hogwarts' defenders seemed to lose the battle... And Harry could not imagine what happened to him after that.
"Everyone, tactic 62!" shouted Dumbledore. Every Hogwarts defender that was up understood what he wanted them to do. All of them shot a lightning at Voldemort. Then, while Voldemort was still shocked, they casted stunning spells. Voldemort finally gave up. He disapparated leaving after him a yellow sphere, as the one when he came.
All the teachers were grateful because of that. After that Harry's dream ended... He was in the hospital wing, Hermione, Ron, Seamus and Cho were around him.
His scar did not hurt as much as last time. It stopped quite fast. But the draining he felt was stronger than ever. He felt as if he had no body and he felt like if he had been struck by a lightning. He could just open and move his eyes.
"Harry!", said Hermione.
"You've woken up!" said a cheerful Cho.
"It was now worse than ever!" continued Hermione.
Madam Pomfrey told them to leave him alone, and gave him another energy potion. She was prepared for that.
But the potion had little effect. Harry still felt drained, but he could move - a little - his arms, legs and could talk.
"The attack... I've seen it..." he managed to say.
"You've SEEN it?" asked Hermione. "The dream was exactly the attack?"
"Yes... I could move... anywhere I wanted... as if I were an invisible g-ghost... I saw everything..."
Hermione looked terrified. "Did you see the Great Hall? It is terrible!"
"Yes..."
"LEAVE HIM!" Madam Pomfrey stopped them from talking.
"No... I need another energy potion... I'm fine... I can talk..."
"You can talk but you will consume any energy you have in yourself! Now relax... I am doing the potion..."
Harry told them to let him rest and walked away. He tried not to think at anything for the moment...
After what looked a half an hour, Madam Pomfrey came with the potion. "Drink it!" she said. Harry was then like normal - but he still felt as he was hit by a thunder. Then, it came to his mind - Voldemort was hit by thunders! And in the summer, at one of his dreams, Voldemort was hit by some aurors with a spell, and Harry felt as if that hit him...
He felt any pain Voldemort did.
But it wasn't time to tell that to Hermione, to increase her worries. She was worried enough already.
Next moment Dumbledore entered the hospital wing, followed by the other teachers, and the hurt ones were brought by a Mobilicorpus spell. They talked to Madam Pomfrey. Harry was still in his bed.
Dumbledore casted a spell and summoned more beds for the other hurt people. The hospital wasn't designed for so many people. Harry then told Hermione, Ron and if she was listening, Cho, everything - except that he felt like being hit by a thunder. She was surprised about the strength of Voldemort.
They went to the gryffindor common room. Looked like it was not hit by Voldemort's beam, as it had no holes. They did not say anything. After about two hours, Professor McGonagall entered the common room.
"Tomorrow there will be no classes, we still have to repair the damage done by You-Know-Who. And, Potter, Professor Dumbledore said to go to his office, he wanted to talk to you urgently."
With that, she left. Harry looked at Hermione and Ron, and left himself. He knew what he would ask - What had Dumbledore done to Lucius Malfoy.
Dumbledore was waiting for him outside his office. They entered it together, and they took seats.
"Now, Harry, I suppose you had a dream again"
"Yes, professor."
"What it was about?"
"I saw the fight between you and Voldemort. As usual, I could move myself, and I entered the school for a few moments."
"The fight... It was not easy at all..."
"Is Mr. Lupin okay?"
"Yes, he is, Harry." They paused for a short time. "Do you have anymore questions?"
"Yes, professor. What did you do last time with Malfoy?"
"Malfoy... I took Lucius and put him under the influence of a truth potion, Veritaserum, prepared by Snape a short time before. He told me how he was working for Voldemort, and how he wanted to make his master rise again before Wormtail did. After that, I let him in my office, sealed by a Shek curse, which did not let him get away... And when I came back, he wasn't there... Someone helped him escape."
The thought of Lucius Malfoy made him think about another thing. His son, Draco. But he didn't feel like asking that.
"That's all", said Harry. "Oh, no, there is one more thing..."
"And that is?"
"You hit Voldemort with thunder spells. I feel as he should have, exactly as the last time."
"Yes, right. Voldemort had make a connection with you... How, we will never know. But we know that he uses a person to take his own pains, and that is you... Every pain felt by him will be absorbed and transmitted to you. And that is with the draining too. When he uses a spell, he casts it with the help of your energy besides his own. And that's his point... He knows exactly what he had done to you... He can cast spells that are now impossible to do by other wizards. You saw them."
Harry paused for two seconds, and then said "Is he the creator of the portals?"
"Well, Harry... I think he is not. The portals used a really strong magic, and yours combined with Voldemort's will never be such strong. Really, Voldemort can not use all your energy to cast spells. He takes a large amount of energy from you, and only a very small percentage is used by him to cast spells. I for one think he would never be able to create one."
Harry thought for a moment, and then the door was opened. Arabella Figg entered the office, but she was still looking very bad after being hit by one of Voldemort's spells.
"I've had enough! I think we should close this school until he attacks again and kills anyone!" she said.
"Arabella, I think no", replied Dumbledore. "We are the last chance to destroy Voldemort. If we close the school, we won't be together in a fight and we will easily lose. And I am not responsible for you being struck by Voldemort's axxes."
"Axxes? I was hit by a silver sphere -"
"Those were axxes, created by the Axxa Valezz spell. This was another spell that could not be created for a long time ago."
"And... How did he did it? And the blizzard - It hit Minerva right in her head - she is still unconscious in the hospital wing! Those spells... are impossible to do!"
"Voldemort uses Harry's powers to create spells except of his own. And... I have no idea what to do. I have no idea how he does it. He should really be able to do very advanced magic to do that. The last wizard that could use someone else's power was Feducius Lamn, who was nicknamed Erised. And the spell that could do it required a magic that only he had in all history. I mean the known history, of course. The difference between a portal and the power-stealing spell are like between a Wingardium Levoisa and an Avada Kedavra."
"Then, Voldemort... is so strong?" she asked terrified.
"No, Arabella. He cannot be so strong - it's impossible... I think we will find out... When, I do not know. But I have a feeling that he will tell it at some time."
"And... he uses Harry? So the only way to stop him is to..."
Harry knew what she wanted to say, even that she didn't. She thought of draining himself of any powers or kill him. That way Voldemort could not steal anything...
"No, I bet he surely would have found another person to steal energy", said Dumbledore.
Harry did not want to stay quiet. "He even apparated - or did he? His powers are strong - and he used a strange teleportation mode..." Harry described the yellow, spherical shape that transformed itself into a human.
"That was the strongest teleportation possible - it could not be stopped by anything - look, he did appear on the grounds. And the blizzard spell... It was really hard to do. All those impossible spells are on a book, "ancient magic effects". We should all read the book, even if we won't be able to use them, at least we will know what threats us..."
They did not say anything for some moments. Seeing that no one spoke, Dumbledore stood up and finally said:
"Well, I should go to the hospital wing now. Harry, maybe you will want to read that book, and Arabella, come with me."
They did so. Harry went to the library; the book was in the restricted section. He took it and started reading.
It took a long time to do it. After that, he put it back and thought of the spells he read about...
The easiest to do, and it required the least magic from all, was "Artheza Revisio", which was another killing spell. It created a fire in midair, so strong that after the extinction, the air was hot another two minutes. And everyone who passed through the place would surely die, with an exception: the magic resistance could defend it quite well.
The blizzard spell("Frost Iciclis errembin garatis al blerizaed")was exactly the spell Voldemort created - it created big ice pieces high in air, and the gravity attracted them, doing like an ice rain. When they reached a solid object, either it would be frozen, or the ice would break, but not without hitting hard the object. "This happened to McGonagall", Harry thought.
There were many types of inferno spells. One was creating fire all over a place, it was the easiest to do. In the book was mentioned that the spell could be created by lots of wizards in the present, and it was mentioned because of the similarity with the impossible one. It created a firestorm, after a long incantation ("Ere Avy Les Kor Map Liz Teh Jar Bin Zod Kol Uld Tel Est Kir Nex Zus Kar Lee Tew Daj Nih"). The firestorm was easy to imagine - it was like the blizzard but it was raining with fire.
One spell was similar to the cruciatus curse. But the pains created by it were controlled by the caster - everything: The place to "hit", the intensity of the pain, duration, everything. And it said it need a little more magic as for a simple Crucio. The incantation was simple - "Curricio".
The hardest spell to do was the Armageddon. It had a very long incantation, needed very much magic to do, and its effects were disastrous. It was usually casted to destroy an entire town. It created several meteors from the sky that hit the ground with a very high speed. This was the strongest spell ever invented - and very few wizards in all the times were able to do it. Harry's jaw dropped when he saw the incantation. "Errazova Torski Jet Bergun Sappiens Lost Ofterramis Trewak Zip, Arkoor Teknava Zito Lememene Kursov Teshaimbi." After that, the caster should wait five seconds, and cast another spell, "Artezia Vampa. Lositik Luvery". The first just created the meteors, and the second made them to strike the Earth.
At the end of the book there was an explanation to the long incantations. The actual spells were combinations of many other, simpler spells.
Harry went to the hospital wing, to see how anyone was. He saw that professor McGonagall was fine, now woken up and she was speaking to Dumbledore and Figg. Lupin was still unconscious after what Madam Pomfrey said. Professor Sprout was arguing with Snape about something. Some of the students were lying on the beds, some of them woken up, some of them sleeping or unconscious.
Ron and Hermione ran to him.
"Harry!", said Hermione.
"Where have you been?" asked Ron.
"I spoken to Dumbledore... I visited the library."
"What did he say?" asked Ron.
"He told us about Voldemort's powers."
"Us?" asked Ron.
"Yes, me and Mrs. Figg. They had spoken about Dumbledore being able to use some spells that disappeared some centuries ago." Hermione put her hands over her mouth. She looked really terrified. Ron was confused. He surely did not know about the old spells, and Hermione surely read about them.
"The spells - like - Blizzard? Inferno? Armageddon?" Hermione asked.
"Yes, some of them. We still do not know which ones of the spells he can create. Well, he surely can't do the Armageddon... It needs far too strong magic to do... And he did not create the portals. He does not have that power."
"But... how can he do them?" asked Hermione in a low voice.
"I think Dumbledore and I already know that. And it explains why I am drained after he uses any strong spell. He does not use only his power. He uses... my power. My energy. And with that, he is able to a performance no current wizard can touch..."
After a long talk, every gryffindor went to their common room, after Dumbledore's orders. From the fifth year, only Neville wasn't there, he was still in the hospital wing, he was hit by an electrical shock of one lightning casted by Voldemort.
Hogwarts could not resist Voldemort's powers. They had to do something soon... And Harry thought of the portal creator - or wasn't it Voldemort? Even Dumbledore could be wrong.
Next day he woke up quite cheerful. Their victory against the hufflepuff was not an unusual thing, but he really felt happy for winning the first normal game after being made captain.
November had come, and everyone seemed to be enjoying the approaching of the Christmas. The classes were easier than usual. Those made Ron ask Harry some questions. He was used to have problems everywhere, and they usually had tons of essays to write. Now even Snape lowered them, and he started teaching about poisons. They were quite easy to brew, and they had almost nothing to write about them in an essay.
One day, Harry had another problem. It was at lunchtime.
His scar began to hurt again. He immediately turned to Hermione.
"My scar hurts again... Do not panic if I have another dream!" It was usual now. Thinking at the problems he had before, he just waited... He was almost sure he would faint again.
"Bring him a glass of water!" said Hermione in a bossy voice.
"Harry! Are you alright?" asked Ron. Most of the gryffindors turned to him. And he was right, everything went dark again. But he did not see another place... He saw exactly the Hogwarts castle. He was standing somewhere outside.
Suddenly, on the grassy grounds, he saw a yellow sphere in midair, floating next to the Whomping Willow. There were white lines drawn on it from pole to pole, and at the poles there were smaller white spheres.
It rotated around itself, and after around a minute it grew bigger. It changed shape. It then took a human shape, dressed with a big cloak. It was still yellow. Harry looked at it, and saw what that was. It was Voldemort himself, and he apparated somehow into the Hogwarts grounds.
Harry then remembered what the mysterious man said... Voldemort was using someone else's powers except his. He was stronger than the magic around Hogwarts.
He looked straight at the castle, took his wand, and said a long incantation.
"Worgass ovalama, Wortezz eltraza! Kapi as tecdom arx Kapi las vaxis!"
From his wand shot a small yellow beam, which hit the castle walls. It made a small hole in them.
The Harry in the memory really wanted to be inside the castle, but conscious... He saw Voldemort moving his wand, raise a hand up, and instantly, a yellow lightning from the sky hit Voldemort's hand. There were no clouds, so Voldemort created it.
He pointed his wand again at the castle, hand still up, and several lightning bolts stroke the castle towers. He could hear screams from inside it... Whatever it was, it was nothing good...
Voldemort tried another incantation, shorter this time.
"Arkinu Varefell Cinqueza!"
At those words, all the sky turned dark. Harry could see the front door opening. Voldemort's spell had no effect yet - not that Harry could see.
Dumbledore stepped out of the door, wand out, and a green light emmited from his wand closing to Voldemort, who dodged it easily; there were one hundred feet distance between him and Dumbledore.
"Karello!" Voldemort shouted and a very fast transparent sphere hit Dumbledore. He fell to the ground. That was not good at all.
Sirius and Lupin came out, and after a few moments Figg and Fred Thunder. All of them casted the same spell at a time, and it united. One strong silver sphere moved towards Voldemort. He tried to dodge it, but it followed him.
"Dismembro!" he said and a white light shot out of his wand and hit the silver ball. It exploded into one thousand pieces. Voldemort had been successful in defending against that spell too.
More professors stepped out and tried to kill Voldemort. They shot stunning spells everywhere towards Voldemort, so he could not dodge them.
"Erus!" Voldemort shouted and a spherical transparent barrier was created to defend himself. The stunning spells were stopped. After that, everyone tried a different spell. Harry had the instinct of using one, too, but he remembered it was only a dream and he could not do anything.
He ran inside the castle to see what was happening. He entered the great hall, and was really stunned at seeing it. The ceiling was not enchanted anymore. It was now as a normal ceiling. The walls had several holes carved in them, and sunlight could enter inside the room. He saw that the hufflepuff table was upside down and the slytherin one was broken in two pieces. There were no students in there at all. He instantly ran to the hospital wing.
It was full of students. Some were hurt, and some others were only staying with the others. The walls had a strong thick barrier as a protection. He saw himself on a bed. Surrounding him were Ron, Hermione, Seamus and... Cho?
Yes it was her. Cho was talking to Hermione.
"He was like this more times - it happens sometimes... because You-know-who", said Hermione.
"And he will be fine?" asked Cho. She sounded worried. The Harry in the dream could not feel anything, and he just thought about Cho. She actually... liked him?
"He will!", said Hermione in a i-am-sure tone.
Harry wanted to see the fight against the Hogwarts teachers and Voldemort. It took him some time to reach the grounds, and when he saw the scene, he was sure if he was not a "dream" he would have fainted.
Voldemort was casting a spell he never knew. It was like a rain but there was no water falling, there were huge snow shapes that were falling and eventually hitting some Hogwarts teachers. Dumbledore was up, but...
Lupin was lying on the ground, blood spilling out of his stomach. He was hit by some spell. Sirius was trying to wake him up, but he could not do it. Lupin was... dead? Harry hoped he wasn't.
McGonagall was hit in the head by an ice pyramid. She fell down. Voldemort was laughing, and after Fletcher was down, he said with his cold voice, now colder than ever:
"You were such fools to think you can defeat the dark lord! I can't imagine how it was possible for you to think about something like that!"
Then he was stroke by a thunder. It was a white thunder, and it looked like Dumbledore created it.
"Never mind!" said Voldemort. "Axxa Valezz!" Another spherical ball was shot at the Hogwarts crowd. The ball split up in many smaller ones, and each went to another teacher.
Some destroyed them in time, but Figg and Sprout didn't. The Hogwarts' defenders seemed to lose the battle... And Harry could not imagine what happened to him after that.
"Everyone, tactic 62!" shouted Dumbledore. Every Hogwarts defender that was up understood what he wanted them to do. All of them shot a lightning at Voldemort. Then, while Voldemort was still shocked, they casted stunning spells. Voldemort finally gave up. He disapparated leaving after him a yellow sphere, as the one when he came.
All the teachers were grateful because of that. After that Harry's dream ended... He was in the hospital wing, Hermione, Ron, Seamus and Cho were around him.
His scar did not hurt as much as last time. It stopped quite fast. But the draining he felt was stronger than ever. He felt as if he had no body and he felt like if he had been struck by a lightning. He could just open and move his eyes.
"Harry!", said Hermione.
"You've woken up!" said a cheerful Cho.
"It was now worse than ever!" continued Hermione.
Madam Pomfrey told them to leave him alone, and gave him another energy potion. She was prepared for that.
But the potion had little effect. Harry still felt drained, but he could move - a little - his arms, legs and could talk.
"The attack... I've seen it..." he managed to say.
"You've SEEN it?" asked Hermione. "The dream was exactly the attack?"
"Yes... I could move... anywhere I wanted... as if I were an invisible g-ghost... I saw everything..."
Hermione looked terrified. "Did you see the Great Hall? It is terrible!"
"Yes..."
"LEAVE HIM!" Madam Pomfrey stopped them from talking.
"No... I need another energy potion... I'm fine... I can talk..."
"You can talk but you will consume any energy you have in yourself! Now relax... I am doing the potion..."
Harry told them to let him rest and walked away. He tried not to think at anything for the moment...
After what looked a half an hour, Madam Pomfrey came with the potion. "Drink it!" she said. Harry was then like normal - but he still felt as he was hit by a thunder. Then, it came to his mind - Voldemort was hit by thunders! And in the summer, at one of his dreams, Voldemort was hit by some aurors with a spell, and Harry felt as if that hit him...
He felt any pain Voldemort did.
But it wasn't time to tell that to Hermione, to increase her worries. She was worried enough already.
Next moment Dumbledore entered the hospital wing, followed by the other teachers, and the hurt ones were brought by a Mobilicorpus spell. They talked to Madam Pomfrey. Harry was still in his bed.
Dumbledore casted a spell and summoned more beds for the other hurt people. The hospital wasn't designed for so many people. Harry then told Hermione, Ron and if she was listening, Cho, everything - except that he felt like being hit by a thunder. She was surprised about the strength of Voldemort.
They went to the gryffindor common room. Looked like it was not hit by Voldemort's beam, as it had no holes. They did not say anything. After about two hours, Professor McGonagall entered the common room.
"Tomorrow there will be no classes, we still have to repair the damage done by You-Know-Who. And, Potter, Professor Dumbledore said to go to his office, he wanted to talk to you urgently."
With that, she left. Harry looked at Hermione and Ron, and left himself. He knew what he would ask - What had Dumbledore done to Lucius Malfoy.
Dumbledore was waiting for him outside his office. They entered it together, and they took seats.
"Now, Harry, I suppose you had a dream again"
"Yes, professor."
"What it was about?"
"I saw the fight between you and Voldemort. As usual, I could move myself, and I entered the school for a few moments."
"The fight... It was not easy at all..."
"Is Mr. Lupin okay?"
"Yes, he is, Harry." They paused for a short time. "Do you have anymore questions?"
"Yes, professor. What did you do last time with Malfoy?"
"Malfoy... I took Lucius and put him under the influence of a truth potion, Veritaserum, prepared by Snape a short time before. He told me how he was working for Voldemort, and how he wanted to make his master rise again before Wormtail did. After that, I let him in my office, sealed by a Shek curse, which did not let him get away... And when I came back, he wasn't there... Someone helped him escape."
The thought of Lucius Malfoy made him think about another thing. His son, Draco. But he didn't feel like asking that.
"That's all", said Harry. "Oh, no, there is one more thing..."
"And that is?"
"You hit Voldemort with thunder spells. I feel as he should have, exactly as the last time."
"Yes, right. Voldemort had make a connection with you... How, we will never know. But we know that he uses a person to take his own pains, and that is you... Every pain felt by him will be absorbed and transmitted to you. And that is with the draining too. When he uses a spell, he casts it with the help of your energy besides his own. And that's his point... He knows exactly what he had done to you... He can cast spells that are now impossible to do by other wizards. You saw them."
Harry paused for two seconds, and then said "Is he the creator of the portals?"
"Well, Harry... I think he is not. The portals used a really strong magic, and yours combined with Voldemort's will never be such strong. Really, Voldemort can not use all your energy to cast spells. He takes a large amount of energy from you, and only a very small percentage is used by him to cast spells. I for one think he would never be able to create one."
Harry thought for a moment, and then the door was opened. Arabella Figg entered the office, but she was still looking very bad after being hit by one of Voldemort's spells.
"I've had enough! I think we should close this school until he attacks again and kills anyone!" she said.
"Arabella, I think no", replied Dumbledore. "We are the last chance to destroy Voldemort. If we close the school, we won't be together in a fight and we will easily lose. And I am not responsible for you being struck by Voldemort's axxes."
"Axxes? I was hit by a silver sphere -"
"Those were axxes, created by the Axxa Valezz spell. This was another spell that could not be created for a long time ago."
"And... How did he did it? And the blizzard - It hit Minerva right in her head - she is still unconscious in the hospital wing! Those spells... are impossible to do!"
"Voldemort uses Harry's powers to create spells except of his own. And... I have no idea what to do. I have no idea how he does it. He should really be able to do very advanced magic to do that. The last wizard that could use someone else's power was Feducius Lamn, who was nicknamed Erised. And the spell that could do it required a magic that only he had in all history. I mean the known history, of course. The difference between a portal and the power-stealing spell are like between a Wingardium Levoisa and an Avada Kedavra."
"Then, Voldemort... is so strong?" she asked terrified.
"No, Arabella. He cannot be so strong - it's impossible... I think we will find out... When, I do not know. But I have a feeling that he will tell it at some time."
"And... he uses Harry? So the only way to stop him is to..."
Harry knew what she wanted to say, even that she didn't. She thought of draining himself of any powers or kill him. That way Voldemort could not steal anything...
"No, I bet he surely would have found another person to steal energy", said Dumbledore.
Harry did not want to stay quiet. "He even apparated - or did he? His powers are strong - and he used a strange teleportation mode..." Harry described the yellow, spherical shape that transformed itself into a human.
"That was the strongest teleportation possible - it could not be stopped by anything - look, he did appear on the grounds. And the blizzard spell... It was really hard to do. All those impossible spells are on a book, "ancient magic effects". We should all read the book, even if we won't be able to use them, at least we will know what threats us..."
They did not say anything for some moments. Seeing that no one spoke, Dumbledore stood up and finally said:
"Well, I should go to the hospital wing now. Harry, maybe you will want to read that book, and Arabella, come with me."
They did so. Harry went to the library; the book was in the restricted section. He took it and started reading.
It took a long time to do it. After that, he put it back and thought of the spells he read about...
The easiest to do, and it required the least magic from all, was "Artheza Revisio", which was another killing spell. It created a fire in midair, so strong that after the extinction, the air was hot another two minutes. And everyone who passed through the place would surely die, with an exception: the magic resistance could defend it quite well.
The blizzard spell("Frost Iciclis errembin garatis al blerizaed")was exactly the spell Voldemort created - it created big ice pieces high in air, and the gravity attracted them, doing like an ice rain. When they reached a solid object, either it would be frozen, or the ice would break, but not without hitting hard the object. "This happened to McGonagall", Harry thought.
There were many types of inferno spells. One was creating fire all over a place, it was the easiest to do. In the book was mentioned that the spell could be created by lots of wizards in the present, and it was mentioned because of the similarity with the impossible one. It created a firestorm, after a long incantation ("Ere Avy Les Kor Map Liz Teh Jar Bin Zod Kol Uld Tel Est Kir Nex Zus Kar Lee Tew Daj Nih"). The firestorm was easy to imagine - it was like the blizzard but it was raining with fire.
One spell was similar to the cruciatus curse. But the pains created by it were controlled by the caster - everything: The place to "hit", the intensity of the pain, duration, everything. And it said it need a little more magic as for a simple Crucio. The incantation was simple - "Curricio".
The hardest spell to do was the Armageddon. It had a very long incantation, needed very much magic to do, and its effects were disastrous. It was usually casted to destroy an entire town. It created several meteors from the sky that hit the ground with a very high speed. This was the strongest spell ever invented - and very few wizards in all the times were able to do it. Harry's jaw dropped when he saw the incantation. "Errazova Torski Jet Bergun Sappiens Lost Ofterramis Trewak Zip, Arkoor Teknava Zito Lememene Kursov Teshaimbi." After that, the caster should wait five seconds, and cast another spell, "Artezia Vampa. Lositik Luvery". The first just created the meteors, and the second made them to strike the Earth.
At the end of the book there was an explanation to the long incantations. The actual spells were combinations of many other, simpler spells.
Harry went to the hospital wing, to see how anyone was. He saw that professor McGonagall was fine, now woken up and she was speaking to Dumbledore and Figg. Lupin was still unconscious after what Madam Pomfrey said. Professor Sprout was arguing with Snape about something. Some of the students were lying on the beds, some of them woken up, some of them sleeping or unconscious.
Ron and Hermione ran to him.
"Harry!", said Hermione.
"Where have you been?" asked Ron.
"I spoken to Dumbledore... I visited the library."
"What did he say?" asked Ron.
"He told us about Voldemort's powers."
"Us?" asked Ron.
"Yes, me and Mrs. Figg. They had spoken about Dumbledore being able to use some spells that disappeared some centuries ago." Hermione put her hands over her mouth. She looked really terrified. Ron was confused. He surely did not know about the old spells, and Hermione surely read about them.
"The spells - like - Blizzard? Inferno? Armageddon?" Hermione asked.
"Yes, some of them. We still do not know which ones of the spells he can create. Well, he surely can't do the Armageddon... It needs far too strong magic to do... And he did not create the portals. He does not have that power."
"But... how can he do them?" asked Hermione in a low voice.
"I think Dumbledore and I already know that. And it explains why I am drained after he uses any strong spell. He does not use only his power. He uses... my power. My energy. And with that, he is able to a performance no current wizard can touch..."
After a long talk, every gryffindor went to their common room, after Dumbledore's orders. From the fifth year, only Neville wasn't there, he was still in the hospital wing, he was hit by an electrical shock of one lightning casted by Voldemort.
Hogwarts could not resist Voldemort's powers. They had to do something soon... And Harry thought of the portal creator - or wasn't it Voldemort? Even Dumbledore could be wrong.