Harry Potter and the Staff of Slytherin
Chapter Seven – Dark Lord's Dark Plans
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Disclaimer: I am not JKR. If I ever turn into JKR, I'll let you know.
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I believe in a thing called love
Just listen to the rhythm of my heart
There's a chance we could make it now
We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down
I believe in a thing called love
~ The Darkness – I Believe In A Thing Called Love
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A/N: This is a short interlude. Sorry about there not being a long chapter this time round.
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Lord Voldemort's eyes passed over the dozen-or-so cloaked, masked figures in the dungeon-like room before him.
They were in his new Headquaters, a place he called Zangon.
Since his defeat in the Department of Mysteries, he had lost nearly all of his best Death Eaters. However, he had a plan to break them out shortly.
He looked again at his set of Death Eaters. They were mostly poor wizards with little training who had joined the Death Eaters to get personal glory. They did not particularly worship their Lord either.
"Master," a voice called out, interrupting him from his thoughts, "we have gathered new information on the whereabouts of the Staff."
"Continue Slankton. And hurry up, I have little patience for idiocy," he growled menacingly. He had been hunting down the Staff of Slytherin shortly before he had been defeated just over a decade ago. He had resumed the hunt shortly after his recovery.
"We found a book written around 760 years ago."
"This news had better be more productive than usual, or you will be sorry."
"We have translated most of it. It seems that the Staff was made by a powerful French Dark Lord called Zantin, then handed down from generation to generation of the eldest son."
"It would also seem that an heir named Deliquis Zantin had no sons, only two daughters. The nearest male relative was a third cousin. As Deliquis died, the Staff should have passed over to his cousin, but one of his daughters married a man called Drancin Slytherin and had a son just before his death. A war broke out between Drancin Slytherin and his wife's cousin soon after over who should have the Staff, the cousin, Draco Zantin, or the Slytherin family. It is believed that Drancin won the war and passed the Staff onto his son. Then, one of his descendents, called Salazar Slytherin, founded Hogwarts and the Staff was taken off him."
"Who by?" The Dark Lord asked curiously.
"That is unknown, Master."
"If it is still unknown next month, you shall die painfully."
"Yes, Master. Sorry Master."
"How did the other plan go?"
"Flawlessly. The Dark Arts books all fell into Potter's possession. With nothing else to do, he will feel compelled to read them and will surely be corrupted soon after."
"Excellent. Then I will have a loyal servant who knows all there is to know about the Dark Arts and who can also work as spy for Dumbledore," he smiled. At least one of his plans had worked. "I take it the portkey book also reached his hands."
"He didn't touch it, but he is taking it home, so he will inevitably touch it then."
"Very well, as long as the book reached his hands."
The Dark Lord ran his hand through his short black hair before dismissing his servants. He smiled evilly and apparated to his chamber room before lying down and thinking about how to torture his future guest, Harry Potter.
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A/N: Sorry for the shortish chapter.
Some asked me in a review who the bookstore guy's Master was. It was Voldemort, the Attendant was a Death Eater. I hope I cleared it all up in this chapter.
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