Chapter 14:- Rescue Operation and Balance of Power.
He had been on thirteen hour flight to England. But now having landed he was exhausted and tired. His powers enabled him to sneak into the flight but the strenuous journey to the Pakistan airport had weakened him already.
"Things were so much easier with Enemar." He thought.
Reet knew that his abilities were not as much as that of his dear friend. This fact never actually bothered him. Neither he, nor Enemar considered their power to be a good thing. But one power of Enemar that fascinated him the most was the power to travel through ethereal zones, instant teleportation. He looked at his watch and realized that he had been on the move for almost a day. He remembered it took him just less than a minute to get to the gate of Indus from the gate of Hogwarts.
He remembered vividly Enemar taking the full blast of Aradha's attacks. A normal man would not wake up after that attack. But Enemar was far from normal. He had enough power to escape the walls of the dead city. Even with the surplus ancient magical protection Enemar would had been able to come out of there without a scratch. But he chose to get Reet out himself. Even though he was teleported out of the city in seconds it still drained a lot of energy. But Reet knew the journey was far from over.
He had to reach Dumbledore. He can not reach Hogwarts by himself. So he kept wondering how to reach a place inaccessible to him.
"Excuse me, Mr. Itra?" a man dressed in a black suit asked.
"I am afraid you are mistaken." replied Reet although a bit surprised that this man knew of his friend.
"Look you want to meet Dumbledore right?" he asked.
"Yes. But how did you..?"
"Please no more questions, I am working for Dumbledore. Follow me. I have a car waiting for you."
The driver led him to a large car waiting outside. He asked Reet to get in. He got in the drivers seat and took off.
"How did you know I was here?" he asked the man.
"Easy Mr. Pettigrew followed you on the train."
"What, who?"
The driver raised his right arm; on it was a small rat with a silver paw.
"What is the meaning..?"
But Reet never got to finish his sentence. The rat jumped on the seat and in a second transformed into a middle-aged balding man with watery eyes and a silver hand. He pulled out his wand and muttered "Stupefy." Even without getting time to react Reet was knocked out cold.
"Take the car into the field. The portkey to Indus is there." Peter ordered the driver.
"Yes sir" replied the driver with a dazed expression.
Pettigrew got of in the middle of a field and dragged out Reet's body.
"Now where is that portkey? Bellatrix told me it would be here. I can't believe I get stuck with these jobs. Just because I can animage I had to be stuck in that flight. I would have nabbed him in the flight had this moron not chosen to fly in an army aircraft. Traveling like muggles. What humiliation?"
Pettigrew ranted on searching for the missing portkey.
"Where is it?" he yelled in frustration.
"It was right there on top of that rock, before I removed it."
Pettigrew turned around to see in absolute horror the man who even his master was mortally afraid of. Albus Dumbledore.
"So how is my guest doing?" the voice that resembled the wind in a cemetery spoke.
"Not good Aradha. Just how long do you plan to keep me here?" replied Enemar.
"Well forever. You know as well as I do that I can not kill you. I knew you had that figured out the moment you chose to let Reet escape. But I must tell you it was a waste. Wormtail managed to capture Reet at Heathrow and he will bring him back here."
"Do not do this Aradha. You were a teacher once. Voldemort can not give you what you want. He will use you to kill people."
"Just as very little is known about you Enemar, people do not know me that well either. Do you think I am siding with Voldemort just so as to survive the predicament you got me in?"
"I did not get you in this predicament. You sided with Voldemort. You promised to take him to Merlin's Tomb. I don't know how you found out about it but you must have known the Tomb is inaccessible to us. You would have failed and Voldemort would have killed you."
"That is not why you attacked us. You were scared that I might find the torch. That is why you had me killed."
"Killed Aradha? If you are dead what are you doing here? Why have you not gone onto your next life? Face it, you survived because of me. That is why you can not kill me. If I die so will you."
"Unfortunately part of it is true. It is correct that if you die my soul will be vanquished to the spirit world. But my survival was not because of you. This life of a spirit that I live is because I have the destiny. I will be crowned at the Temple of the King. There I will finally be resurrected."
"You are not the king Aradha. The king of the dead will vanquish you. He has with the aid of the Green Flame Torch will finally put to rest your tortured soul."
"Petty beliefs Enemar. We now possess the Torch. Indus is ours as well and on Halloween Hogwarts will fall, no one will stop us. Potter, Dumbledore they will all fall before Voldemort. He will attain immortality and I will rise to the throne. You are right the Torch will guide the .."
But Aradha stopped talking. He noticed Enemar's eyes had gone pitch black.
"You are a fool Aradha." The voice coming from Enemar was not his own. "I once considered choosing you, but now I am grateful that the immortals guided me. Before Halloween, Potter will gain his inheritance as well as learn about his heritage. The Power of Immortals will be bestowed upon him through the Green Flame Torch. Listen to what Enemar says. Give up and maybe the King will have mercy on you. But remember this. When the King reaches the Temple, he will not spare anyone who anytime opposed him."
Enemar's eyes returned to normal and he collapsed on the floor.
Igor Aradha felt a feeling that is never associated with his kind. A feeling that he was used to generating in others. But hearing the long dead Merlin's voice through Enemar brought back in him a feeling that is unknown to the undead. Fear.
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"Give up Peter and I might consider sparing you. Let go of Reet and surrender."
Peter Pettigrew was by no means a brave man. But never had he been in such a predicament before. He was facing two people who even his master regards very highly and they were backed up by a lycanthrope and another man.
"Wait just a minute. Umor? You are siding with these people. Don't you know Potter is the godson of Black. The same Sirius Black who tried to kill you."
"Don't you dare take Sirius' name you vermin." snarled Lupin.
"I helped to avenge you Umor. I was always you friend." rambled on Pettigrew. "How can you side with the friends of Dumbledore and Potter. Don't you remember? They killed your brother. I framed Sirius Join me."
Before Pettigrew could say another word, a pure white beam of light hit him square on the chest.
"You killed my parents." said Harry. "Because of you Sirius had to live thirteen years in hell. Today Wormtail I will avenge my parents and godfather with your blood."
Dumbledore looked at Harry. He was shocked to see Harry throwing the first curse. As long as he had known Harry Potter he had never seen him start the fight. What also came as a shock to him was the fact that he could not even recognize the spell Harry hit Pettigrew with.
"Potter you can not kill Peter. He needs to be tried." said Quirrell.
"I don't care about trial. And I am not going to kill him. He made my parents hide from Voldemort. He made Sirius hide from the ministry. I am going to make him hide from himself for the rest of his life."
Suddenly Wormtail let out a ghastly wail of agony. Then to everyone's surprise six death eaters apparated right next to him.
"Finally the odds have evened out eh Potter. Your spell might have stung but it did nothing else to me."
"Leave Dumbledore and I might spare Potter and your friends. We only have orders to take the muggle."
Her voice was unmistakable. It was Lestrange.
"Harry please step back." ordered Dumbledore.
But Harry kept moving towards her.
"Ooh is baby Potter still looking for his godfather's death. Maybe I will send Potter to him."
As the death eaters raised there wand Dumbledore started shooting curses straight at them. Two of them were straight away knocked out. The third one hurled a killing curse at him which the old wizard easily avoided and stunned him.
"Watch and lean you fools this is how the Dark Lord does it." yelled Bellatrix.
Raising her wand she was about to fire the fatal curse at Harry when all of a sudden the open field echoed in a clear male voice.
"AVADA KEDAVRA."
The shock in Lestrange's eyes as she saw the Green Light head from Umor Quirrell's wand towards him was apparent. The curse hit her squarely on the chest and she immediately fell to the ground, dead.
"She was mine." yelled Harry.
"I did what I had to do." said Umor with a calm expression.
Meanwhile, even Lupin seemed to be surprised by Quirrel's perfection in using the killing curse. He accidentally dropped the coke can which was the portkey. Seeing this Pettigrew reached for it.
"Stop him." shouted Dumbledore as he knocked out the other two death eaters.
As Lupin tried to raise his wand to stop Peter, some invisible force seemed to paralyze him. In great despair he saw his traitor friend touch the portkey and disappear.
"I am sorry sir." said Lupin, the shame in his voice apparent, "I could not stop him. Something weird happened."
"I am sorry Remus." spoke Harry. "It was me. I paralyzed you. I let him get away."
"Why?" all three of them asked.
I wanted Peter to suffer the same pain he had given to Sirius. He managed to escape but today onwards he will not only be hiding from us he will be hiding form Voldemort as well."
"How Harry? What was the spell you used on him?" asked Umor.
"It is not a spell known to the wizarding world. It just came to me. It will turn Wormtail into a squib. It will destroy his ability to animage. It will cause him the pain of thousand Cruciatus the moment he tries to perform a simple spell. Lastly Pettigrew is now bonded to me. I can drive him insane. I have something like a permanent imperious on him. I can even make him attack Voldemort."
"Harry. There can not be such a powerful spell."
"There is not." Everyone turned around to see Reet standing behind them with a broad grin. "That spell that Harry just spoke of is a demonstration of the Power of the Immortals." ======================================================
"Sir how can Harry use powers that neither he nor anyone else has seen." asked Remus.
"The Mirror of Magi. It did what Enemar was doing previously. It guided Harry to use his powers."
"I must say I am not very comfortable with Harry having such powers over which he has no control of." said Dumbledore.
"Sir, your concern is very correct. Enemar worried about this as well. Enemar and I came to this conclusion that in spite of having more proficiency in ancient magic than Harry, the reason neither Enemar or Aradha or I were not selected to hold this power is because of a certain balance."
"Balance?" enquired Lupin.
"You see the Power of Immortals actually is practically uncontrollable. It will rip a person open if he is not able to control it. Whatever we have learnt about the great Merlin's powers, we were sure that not even Enemar could handle that kind of powers."
"Ah! I see." exclaimed Dumbledore eyes lighting up in recognition. "To balance the surplus of raw magical power, the magi need a different type of magical power. That explains why Harry and the Great Merlin are the two people who are chosen."
"That is exactly what we believe. From what little we have studied the wizarding world as the students gain knowledge about there magic there magical abilities increase so you see that is why Harry has not gained his powers yet. Until the balance of powers is correct he is not ready."
The Reet's face gravened. "But now it seems that the time is running out. Harry will receive his inheritance soon. The biggest question is whether or not he is ready for it."
"I have a question. If and when Harry gains his powers, can his powers be controlled by some other person. I mean can someone use Harry to use his powers against us."
"I am afraid that was the reason we had come to Hogwarts that evening. We have discovered a secret about your world that seems to be lost in time. The Great Merlin, thought of transferring his powers to his son. But he then realized the danger of giving powers to someone undeserving and unable to control it. So he made sure that the Torch would only choose the most deserving person after him. One who is powerful enough to control it and yet noble enough not to misuse it. This decision enraged his son. He separated himself from his father. Many years later after Merlin had disappeared he returned, to meet his step brothers. Both of them were known in history as the two Greatest wizard of their time. But according to Enemar's research, Merlin's elder son thought he was the rightful heir to his father's powers. The younger son had no idea of such powers. As fate would have it, the younger one was chosen."
"Wait!" exclaimed Dumbledore. "Enemar said no one other than Merlin knew about the two types of magic. He also said only Merlin possessed the Powers you talk about. But now you say there was another person."
"There would have been. If he was not killed. The rift between the two brothers was created by a different issue. But when the elder thought that the powers that he thought he was heir to was by stolen by his step brother he brutally murdered him, thus creating a family feud that has lasted for thousands of years and is still going on till date."
"Good Lord!" exclaimed Dumbledore. "Salazaar Slytherine."
"You knew?" asked Reet. "You knew Harry is the last heir of the great Godric Gryffindor?"
End Of Chapter 14
He had been on thirteen hour flight to England. But now having landed he was exhausted and tired. His powers enabled him to sneak into the flight but the strenuous journey to the Pakistan airport had weakened him already.
"Things were so much easier with Enemar." He thought.
Reet knew that his abilities were not as much as that of his dear friend. This fact never actually bothered him. Neither he, nor Enemar considered their power to be a good thing. But one power of Enemar that fascinated him the most was the power to travel through ethereal zones, instant teleportation. He looked at his watch and realized that he had been on the move for almost a day. He remembered it took him just less than a minute to get to the gate of Indus from the gate of Hogwarts.
He remembered vividly Enemar taking the full blast of Aradha's attacks. A normal man would not wake up after that attack. But Enemar was far from normal. He had enough power to escape the walls of the dead city. Even with the surplus ancient magical protection Enemar would had been able to come out of there without a scratch. But he chose to get Reet out himself. Even though he was teleported out of the city in seconds it still drained a lot of energy. But Reet knew the journey was far from over.
He had to reach Dumbledore. He can not reach Hogwarts by himself. So he kept wondering how to reach a place inaccessible to him.
"Excuse me, Mr. Itra?" a man dressed in a black suit asked.
"I am afraid you are mistaken." replied Reet although a bit surprised that this man knew of his friend.
"Look you want to meet Dumbledore right?" he asked.
"Yes. But how did you..?"
"Please no more questions, I am working for Dumbledore. Follow me. I have a car waiting for you."
The driver led him to a large car waiting outside. He asked Reet to get in. He got in the drivers seat and took off.
"How did you know I was here?" he asked the man.
"Easy Mr. Pettigrew followed you on the train."
"What, who?"
The driver raised his right arm; on it was a small rat with a silver paw.
"What is the meaning..?"
But Reet never got to finish his sentence. The rat jumped on the seat and in a second transformed into a middle-aged balding man with watery eyes and a silver hand. He pulled out his wand and muttered "Stupefy." Even without getting time to react Reet was knocked out cold.
"Take the car into the field. The portkey to Indus is there." Peter ordered the driver.
"Yes sir" replied the driver with a dazed expression.
Pettigrew got of in the middle of a field and dragged out Reet's body.
"Now where is that portkey? Bellatrix told me it would be here. I can't believe I get stuck with these jobs. Just because I can animage I had to be stuck in that flight. I would have nabbed him in the flight had this moron not chosen to fly in an army aircraft. Traveling like muggles. What humiliation?"
Pettigrew ranted on searching for the missing portkey.
"Where is it?" he yelled in frustration.
"It was right there on top of that rock, before I removed it."
Pettigrew turned around to see in absolute horror the man who even his master was mortally afraid of. Albus Dumbledore.
"So how is my guest doing?" the voice that resembled the wind in a cemetery spoke.
"Not good Aradha. Just how long do you plan to keep me here?" replied Enemar.
"Well forever. You know as well as I do that I can not kill you. I knew you had that figured out the moment you chose to let Reet escape. But I must tell you it was a waste. Wormtail managed to capture Reet at Heathrow and he will bring him back here."
"Do not do this Aradha. You were a teacher once. Voldemort can not give you what you want. He will use you to kill people."
"Just as very little is known about you Enemar, people do not know me that well either. Do you think I am siding with Voldemort just so as to survive the predicament you got me in?"
"I did not get you in this predicament. You sided with Voldemort. You promised to take him to Merlin's Tomb. I don't know how you found out about it but you must have known the Tomb is inaccessible to us. You would have failed and Voldemort would have killed you."
"That is not why you attacked us. You were scared that I might find the torch. That is why you had me killed."
"Killed Aradha? If you are dead what are you doing here? Why have you not gone onto your next life? Face it, you survived because of me. That is why you can not kill me. If I die so will you."
"Unfortunately part of it is true. It is correct that if you die my soul will be vanquished to the spirit world. But my survival was not because of you. This life of a spirit that I live is because I have the destiny. I will be crowned at the Temple of the King. There I will finally be resurrected."
"You are not the king Aradha. The king of the dead will vanquish you. He has with the aid of the Green Flame Torch will finally put to rest your tortured soul."
"Petty beliefs Enemar. We now possess the Torch. Indus is ours as well and on Halloween Hogwarts will fall, no one will stop us. Potter, Dumbledore they will all fall before Voldemort. He will attain immortality and I will rise to the throne. You are right the Torch will guide the .."
But Aradha stopped talking. He noticed Enemar's eyes had gone pitch black.
"You are a fool Aradha." The voice coming from Enemar was not his own. "I once considered choosing you, but now I am grateful that the immortals guided me. Before Halloween, Potter will gain his inheritance as well as learn about his heritage. The Power of Immortals will be bestowed upon him through the Green Flame Torch. Listen to what Enemar says. Give up and maybe the King will have mercy on you. But remember this. When the King reaches the Temple, he will not spare anyone who anytime opposed him."
Enemar's eyes returned to normal and he collapsed on the floor.
Igor Aradha felt a feeling that is never associated with his kind. A feeling that he was used to generating in others. But hearing the long dead Merlin's voice through Enemar brought back in him a feeling that is unknown to the undead. Fear.
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"Give up Peter and I might consider sparing you. Let go of Reet and surrender."
Peter Pettigrew was by no means a brave man. But never had he been in such a predicament before. He was facing two people who even his master regards very highly and they were backed up by a lycanthrope and another man.
"Wait just a minute. Umor? You are siding with these people. Don't you know Potter is the godson of Black. The same Sirius Black who tried to kill you."
"Don't you dare take Sirius' name you vermin." snarled Lupin.
"I helped to avenge you Umor. I was always you friend." rambled on Pettigrew. "How can you side with the friends of Dumbledore and Potter. Don't you remember? They killed your brother. I framed Sirius Join me."
Before Pettigrew could say another word, a pure white beam of light hit him square on the chest.
"You killed my parents." said Harry. "Because of you Sirius had to live thirteen years in hell. Today Wormtail I will avenge my parents and godfather with your blood."
Dumbledore looked at Harry. He was shocked to see Harry throwing the first curse. As long as he had known Harry Potter he had never seen him start the fight. What also came as a shock to him was the fact that he could not even recognize the spell Harry hit Pettigrew with.
"Potter you can not kill Peter. He needs to be tried." said Quirrell.
"I don't care about trial. And I am not going to kill him. He made my parents hide from Voldemort. He made Sirius hide from the ministry. I am going to make him hide from himself for the rest of his life."
Suddenly Wormtail let out a ghastly wail of agony. Then to everyone's surprise six death eaters apparated right next to him.
"Finally the odds have evened out eh Potter. Your spell might have stung but it did nothing else to me."
"Leave Dumbledore and I might spare Potter and your friends. We only have orders to take the muggle."
Her voice was unmistakable. It was Lestrange.
"Harry please step back." ordered Dumbledore.
But Harry kept moving towards her.
"Ooh is baby Potter still looking for his godfather's death. Maybe I will send Potter to him."
As the death eaters raised there wand Dumbledore started shooting curses straight at them. Two of them were straight away knocked out. The third one hurled a killing curse at him which the old wizard easily avoided and stunned him.
"Watch and lean you fools this is how the Dark Lord does it." yelled Bellatrix.
Raising her wand she was about to fire the fatal curse at Harry when all of a sudden the open field echoed in a clear male voice.
"AVADA KEDAVRA."
The shock in Lestrange's eyes as she saw the Green Light head from Umor Quirrell's wand towards him was apparent. The curse hit her squarely on the chest and she immediately fell to the ground, dead.
"She was mine." yelled Harry.
"I did what I had to do." said Umor with a calm expression.
Meanwhile, even Lupin seemed to be surprised by Quirrel's perfection in using the killing curse. He accidentally dropped the coke can which was the portkey. Seeing this Pettigrew reached for it.
"Stop him." shouted Dumbledore as he knocked out the other two death eaters.
As Lupin tried to raise his wand to stop Peter, some invisible force seemed to paralyze him. In great despair he saw his traitor friend touch the portkey and disappear.
"I am sorry sir." said Lupin, the shame in his voice apparent, "I could not stop him. Something weird happened."
"I am sorry Remus." spoke Harry. "It was me. I paralyzed you. I let him get away."
"Why?" all three of them asked.
I wanted Peter to suffer the same pain he had given to Sirius. He managed to escape but today onwards he will not only be hiding from us he will be hiding form Voldemort as well."
"How Harry? What was the spell you used on him?" asked Umor.
"It is not a spell known to the wizarding world. It just came to me. It will turn Wormtail into a squib. It will destroy his ability to animage. It will cause him the pain of thousand Cruciatus the moment he tries to perform a simple spell. Lastly Pettigrew is now bonded to me. I can drive him insane. I have something like a permanent imperious on him. I can even make him attack Voldemort."
"Harry. There can not be such a powerful spell."
"There is not." Everyone turned around to see Reet standing behind them with a broad grin. "That spell that Harry just spoke of is a demonstration of the Power of the Immortals." ======================================================
"Sir how can Harry use powers that neither he nor anyone else has seen." asked Remus.
"The Mirror of Magi. It did what Enemar was doing previously. It guided Harry to use his powers."
"I must say I am not very comfortable with Harry having such powers over which he has no control of." said Dumbledore.
"Sir, your concern is very correct. Enemar worried about this as well. Enemar and I came to this conclusion that in spite of having more proficiency in ancient magic than Harry, the reason neither Enemar or Aradha or I were not selected to hold this power is because of a certain balance."
"Balance?" enquired Lupin.
"You see the Power of Immortals actually is practically uncontrollable. It will rip a person open if he is not able to control it. Whatever we have learnt about the great Merlin's powers, we were sure that not even Enemar could handle that kind of powers."
"Ah! I see." exclaimed Dumbledore eyes lighting up in recognition. "To balance the surplus of raw magical power, the magi need a different type of magical power. That explains why Harry and the Great Merlin are the two people who are chosen."
"That is exactly what we believe. From what little we have studied the wizarding world as the students gain knowledge about there magic there magical abilities increase so you see that is why Harry has not gained his powers yet. Until the balance of powers is correct he is not ready."
The Reet's face gravened. "But now it seems that the time is running out. Harry will receive his inheritance soon. The biggest question is whether or not he is ready for it."
"I have a question. If and when Harry gains his powers, can his powers be controlled by some other person. I mean can someone use Harry to use his powers against us."
"I am afraid that was the reason we had come to Hogwarts that evening. We have discovered a secret about your world that seems to be lost in time. The Great Merlin, thought of transferring his powers to his son. But he then realized the danger of giving powers to someone undeserving and unable to control it. So he made sure that the Torch would only choose the most deserving person after him. One who is powerful enough to control it and yet noble enough not to misuse it. This decision enraged his son. He separated himself from his father. Many years later after Merlin had disappeared he returned, to meet his step brothers. Both of them were known in history as the two Greatest wizard of their time. But according to Enemar's research, Merlin's elder son thought he was the rightful heir to his father's powers. The younger son had no idea of such powers. As fate would have it, the younger one was chosen."
"Wait!" exclaimed Dumbledore. "Enemar said no one other than Merlin knew about the two types of magic. He also said only Merlin possessed the Powers you talk about. But now you say there was another person."
"There would have been. If he was not killed. The rift between the two brothers was created by a different issue. But when the elder thought that the powers that he thought he was heir to was by stolen by his step brother he brutally murdered him, thus creating a family feud that has lasted for thousands of years and is still going on till date."
"Good Lord!" exclaimed Dumbledore. "Salazaar Slytherine."
"You knew?" asked Reet. "You knew Harry is the last heir of the great Godric Gryffindor?"
End Of Chapter 14