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"Then I'll have to destroy you," O'Connor replied. "A pity for such a powerful and fine person of power who could be serving the Dark Lord."
"Then let us begin..."
Harry wasn't expecting the change of aura that O'Connor was capable of. During the Defense Against the Dark Art lesson, he had displayed a reddish brown aura and no elemental powers. And yet now, the reddish brown aura had change to black and a red aura of element appeared.
"A Fire Elemental!" Harry gasped. The next moment, a huge wave of fire hit him. Harry had managed to put a shield of air and water around. The force however managed to push him out of the room.
"How did you?" the Death Eater gasped. "I'm the last elemental left! This is impossible!"
"Believe it, O'Connor," said Harry as he held up his hand in preparation for an elemental confrontation. An orb of fire gyrates just above Harry's palm as he walked back into the room.
"Three of the four elements! Impossible!"
"Nothing is impossible for the Bearer of Light!"
Harry lashed out his orb of fire. The Professor managed to stop the orb but as a result, he failed to see arrows of water hitting him. The force of the water slammed into him and threw him back. O'Connor picked himself up and clasped his palm together. Harry steadied himself as the Death Eater started to channel all his fire elemental powers to his hand. He looked up at Harry and gave an evil smirk, "Say good bye to the world of Living, Mr. Dora."
He twisted his palm and unleashed all his powers in a destructive wave of fire. Without batting an eyelid, Harry flooded the room with icy-cold water. The flames were extinguished without causing any harm and Harry dispersed the water immediately before anyone drowned. O'Connor could only look around utterly dumbfound.
"Unbelievable, isn't it?" Harry said. "You had witnessed my powers. So be warned, servant of the Dark Lord. The power of the Light is unparalleled!"
Harry suddenly heard a polite clapping behind him. He turned around to find Dumbledore looking at him with new respect. None of fear and disbelief Dumbledore had held when he saw Janet and Harry together.
"Albus Dumbledore."
"Milord."
Harry acknowledged Dumbledore's greeting with a nod. He turned back to the Death Eater and smirked.
"How I should deal with you?" Harry mused.
"Do your worst, bastard!" he snarled.
"Oh, don't worry, I will make sure of that," said Harry as he pulled out the rb of Light from its sheath. "Behold, the Orb of Light!"
The Death Eater cringed as the golden-white light washed over him. Dumbledore looked with much awe and reverence as Harry held the Orb high above him. Harry looked at O'Connor with pity and swung the Sword of Gryffindor. The blade arced over Harry's head before it crashed down on O'Connor's head. The man screamed as Harry directed the power of the Orb of Light through the Sword of Gryffindor to purify the man of the dark powers within. O'Connor went limp immediately. Harry looked at his former Professor with disgust.
"Like Tom Riddle, O'Connor had corrupted his own live force with Dark Arts. When I cleansed him of the Evil that corrupted him, it killed him," Harry sighed. "I can only hope that his soul return to the Source in peace."
"Milord," Dumbledore greeted. "I'm sorry for my lack of trust in you..."
Harry turned and looked at Dumbledore and muttered, "Memoriacidi." At the same time, Harry cast an Illusion Charm on himself. The slightly dazed look of the Headmaster told Harry that the spell he cast had taken effect.
"Why am I here?" Dumbledore looked around. "Yes, there was a disturbance in the Hogwarts' defense wards. The source of the disturbance originated from here." He suddenly saw the fallen body of the Professor and moved swiftly towards him. Harry wisely walked out of the room.
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The alarm was sounded immediately. Harry was caught with the rush of students surging towards the Great Hall. He followed the flow, knowing that there was no way of avoiding the fact that he had knew what had happened. As Harry sat himself down at the Gryffindor table, he saw his father and Sirius whispering to each other. Making use of the wind, Harry managed to catch the entire conversation. The topic? The next target of a prank: the Slytherin and himself.
Harry was suddenly aware of the fact the students in the hall had went silent. He turned and saw Dumbledore stood up from his seat, looking very grave and grim. How did the Headmaster moved around Hogwarts with such speed and efficiency was one of the mystery that Harry had failed to unravel so far. His voice rung throughout the Great Hall, effectively silencing all remaining noise.
"Students of Hogwarts, I have always believed in the truth. And that truth must never be hidden from even the youngsters. Professor O'Connor had been murdered."
Immediately, the student population went out of control.
"Silence!"
Harry had never fail to admire his Headmaster's ability to maintain a certain calm in the students even in the face of a calamity. He was like a pillar of calm in the middle of a storm, as unshakable as the earth itself.
"There is another fact that I wish to inform you about. According to the primary autopsy of Professor O'Connor, it was believed that he had been purged of all his magical reserve. The mark of the new Dark Lord, Voldemort," at this, the whole hall but the Headmaster and Harry flinched. "Had been found on his body. We have sufficed reasons to believe that the Professor had been murdered because of the Dark Mark. Whether by Voldemort," the school flinched again, "or by one of our Aurors, we have no idea."
Dumbledore looked around at each and every student, his eyes lingered at Harry for some time. Harry met his look with defiance. It was then when Harry felt a tug from the Earth, in the direction of the Forbidden Forest.
"As I will say once more, it is a time of great darkness of us all. Only united will we survive. And, there is another problem we are facing. Once again, we are without a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. As it was too late to hire another substitution teacher, I will be personally taking charge of the class." At this Dumbledore paused as all but the Slytherin celebrated. "Yes, yes, I know many of you are very excited but remember a life had been lost in Hogwarts just this morning." Immediately the atmosphere turned somber. "As a result, classes today will be cancelled and please all students are to stay within the Common Room. Now if you will excuse me, I really must convince the Minster that there is no need to send an army to Hogwarts."
With that, the headmaster went out of the room. Everyone stood up silently and started to leave the Great Hall in an orderly manner. Harry looked around and noticed that the students looked at each other grimly. Convinced that no one had noticed him, Harry pulled up the hood of his Elvish robe and muttered a few chosen words before he disappeared out of sight. Little did Harry know that there were people watching him by the means of a magical map.
James, Sirius and Remus had pulled out the Marauder Map after they had disappeared from the Gryffindor students heading to the Common Room. They knew that Harry was the last person who had visited O'Connor before he was found dead.
"He's heading to the Moaning Myrtle's toilet...Why?"
"I don't know, but let's find out."
However, when the three of them reached the toilet, it was utterly empty.
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Harry looked at the entrance of the Forbidden Forest. Despite of his power, Harry knew that he must be extremely careful about the creatures of the Forest. The policy of the creatures that resides with the shadows of the forest was to strike first, questions later. He invoked his elemental power to protect him, mainly the Air Shield, Frozen Armor, Fire Shield and Earth Armor. He drew out his sword as an additional deterrence against any possible attackers. He moved into the forest silently and swiftly. Like a shadow in the dark night, Harry melted into the shadows of the Forbidden Forest. He headed into the middle of the Forest, knowing that the place was the Unicorn Glade. Suddenly Harry stopped, his senses picked up a strange flux in the magic of the Forbidden Forest.
All of the sudden, the battle-honed instincts kicked in and Harry leapt to the right. At the same time, a resounding clash of steel against the ground at the left side of himself. Harry looked up and the first word he muttered was, "By the Light!"
The being who had just attacked him was the tall and the only possible word Harry knew of to describe this creature was abhorrent. The face looked as if someone had put a fist into it. There was no nose but just two hole. The place where the nose was supposed to be was sunken. The eyes were black and juts outwards like a toad. They also burned with an unholy anger and madness. The mouth was round and razor-sharp teeth overlap each other. Slime was dripping out of the mouth. The fluids within the monster seem to be boiling for the skin was moving in a strange way. Part of the skin was constantly rising and falling. And yet the skin was covered with scales.
A strange sound coming from the ground caught Harry's attention. The rock, which was underneath the creature, was melting. As Harry watched with fascination, drips of the slime from the mouth drop and hit the rock. In the creature's hand was a black poleaxes. An aura of flames surrounded the weapon.
The creature snarled and leapt forward with his weapon. Harry parried with his sword and dropped his sword in shock. The moment when the weapons contacted, immense heat was conducted to Harry's hand, burning it. The creature twisted its weapon and the poleaxes suddenly swung towards Harry. With narrowed eyes, Harry blocked the attack with a cudgel formed by water and ice. The creature roared with anger, and started to attack Harry with massive and brutal strokes.
Harry blocked the attacks but he knew that he couldn't hold on indefinitely. Each stroke the creature delivers was much stronger then the other. Without a word, Harry leapt into the air and made use of the earth element. The creature roared with rage the moment when he discovered that his prey had gone out of its reach. Suddenly, the ground below it burst apart. From the hole, roots and vines appeared and entangled the creature. The creature looked at the vine and gave a snort of amusement. It unleashed a wave of fire and burnt the roots.
Harry smiled knowingly and with a wave of his hand. The ground started to turn soggy. The creature gave a startled snarl. With another flick of his wrist, the ground transformed into quicksand. The creature started sinking. As the saying goes, "For desperate time goes for desperate means," the creature gave all its worth by unleashing all its power. Harry managed to shield himself, but the trees surrounding the creature within 10 metres had fallen and had been burned. Harry looked at the creature, which was trying to claw its way out of the quicksand after its attack. Calling on his Ice Elemental powers, Harry froze the creature.
Landing nimbly on his feet, Harry approached the creature. Looking at the creature, Harry noticed a skull-shaped marking on the middle of the forehead. Immediately, a flash of memory blazed through Harry's mind.
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Shadowren
A spirit summoned from the deepest depth of the Abyss, from within the chaos that resides outside this world. The spirit will consume massive amount of energy from the surrounding to enable itself to take a physical form. Often, after the Shadowren was summoned, it is common that the surrounding area where the Summoning had take had became barren. The spirit will take the shape similar to the mind, soul and spirit of the Summoner. To perform the summoning, a Ritual must be performed. Tribute Sacrifice will be needed in order to place the summoned spirit under the Summoner's control.
The spirit summoned will depend on the needs of the Summoner. It is important to note that the spirits may ignore the Summoner's call should the will of the Summoner prove to be not strong enough. The only way to distinguish a Shadowren was to look for the mark of the Skull. The symbol can often be found in the hand or the head of the Shadowren's physical manifestation. There is no known way to destroy the Shadowren. Only an immortal may banish the Shadowren back to Abyss for spirits cannot be destroyed, only banished.
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"A Shadowren!" Harry thought, "How did Riddle discover the ritual and the artifacts need to perform the summoning?"
Harry reveled to his angelic form and looked at the Shadowren. Holding the Angelic Alliance blade in his hand, Harry instinctively diverted the Shadowren's energy back to their source. The Shadowren slowly melted away, fading into the background. The moment the Shadowren had return to the Abyss, Harry noticed that the pulling of which he had experience just after Dumbledore's announcement had faded away.
"The call of the forest had faded, milord."
"Or so it seems, Azurewrath."
Harry reveled back to his own self and looked around. The Forbidden Forest is in need of healing. Placing his hand onto the ground, Harry slowly healed the land with his powers. He looked around and with a sigh, he disappeared.
He reappeared back in the Gryffindor Common Room. Looking around, Harry noticed that something was wrong. Without a word, Harry drew out a dagger and flung it towards the empty space beside stairway. A loud expletive confirmed Harry's suspicion. The next moment, James Potter flung down his Invisibility Cloak.
"WHAT IN THE NAME OF MERLIN WAS THAT FOR?" James shouted. "YOU COULD HAVE KILLED ME!"
"But I didn't," Harry replied mildly.
"ALL YOU NEED WAS ANOTHER INCH FOR THE DAMN THING TO LAND ON MY FOREHEAD!"
"But I didn't."
At this, James lose his cool and he lunged forward. Harry sidestepped the attack with ease. Without another word, Harry moved swiftly to the dormitory stairs and returned to his dormitory, leaving James Potter nursing his bruised pride.
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Days rolled by as Harry fitted himself into the Hogwarts student population. Harry noticed, despite the cheerful and occasionally dull atmosphere of the school, there was a subtle tension and fear among the students and teachers. The mysterious murder of the ex-Defend Against the Dark Arts teacher had yet to be solved. The only group of students who became rather arrogant was the group whom Harry had identified as the future Death Eaters. Harry knew that Riddle was going to start kill the Aurors soon. The Dark Lord was not one who will take the death of his only agent in Hogwarts for it was the only source of information from within Hogwarts. This prediction was soon proven to be much true. Four weeks after the death of O'Connor, a flock of owls carrying black letters flew into the Great Hall. Many students who had parents working in the Ministry blanched. An owl landed in front of Harry and Harry deftly removed the Daily Prophet. The headlines caught Harry's attention.
Massacre at Aurors' Headquarter
TBC...
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Haha! So another cliffhanger...I think that many of you will start to hate me for leaving you guys dangling in air... Anyway, I would like to thank all my reviewers! They are:
------
Harry Potter junior: Thank you!
Pblegacy: Thanks! And the eyes what was watching Harry and Janet was no wolf. Let you guess what the creature is. :P
G: Harry thrashed him!
Blah29: Thank you!
Nasser Himura: Here, here have it!
Aalikane: Sorry! My job is draining me. I will try to be faster!
Harry Potter jr: er...yes...I don't have enough sleep. Therefore it hurts. :P
Mr. Happy Java Man: Thank you! Thank you!
Darkangelgel: Two fights in one chapter! Are you happy about that?
Nphipps: Thank you! Don't worry, I won't quit!
Athenakitty: ...@_@... I thought that I had sent Janet back to her own time?
Kemenran: Here, have more!
Jeni Black: Actually, the Harry that is being portrayed isn't really himself. It was part of Ashen-Shugar as well as the influence of the elements. Harry hadn't had time to learn to fully control his new elements; therefore, at time one of it comes biting him back in the ass. When Harry drew his sword, it was due to the influence of the Lightning element. The impression which lighting gives me is fast and sudden, therefore the impulse for Harry to draw the sword.
------
That's all folks!
So long
Yours truly,
BloodRedSword
"Then I'll have to destroy you," O'Connor replied. "A pity for such a powerful and fine person of power who could be serving the Dark Lord."
"Then let us begin..."
Harry wasn't expecting the change of aura that O'Connor was capable of. During the Defense Against the Dark Art lesson, he had displayed a reddish brown aura and no elemental powers. And yet now, the reddish brown aura had change to black and a red aura of element appeared.
"A Fire Elemental!" Harry gasped. The next moment, a huge wave of fire hit him. Harry had managed to put a shield of air and water around. The force however managed to push him out of the room.
"How did you?" the Death Eater gasped. "I'm the last elemental left! This is impossible!"
"Believe it, O'Connor," said Harry as he held up his hand in preparation for an elemental confrontation. An orb of fire gyrates just above Harry's palm as he walked back into the room.
"Three of the four elements! Impossible!"
"Nothing is impossible for the Bearer of Light!"
Harry lashed out his orb of fire. The Professor managed to stop the orb but as a result, he failed to see arrows of water hitting him. The force of the water slammed into him and threw him back. O'Connor picked himself up and clasped his palm together. Harry steadied himself as the Death Eater started to channel all his fire elemental powers to his hand. He looked up at Harry and gave an evil smirk, "Say good bye to the world of Living, Mr. Dora."
He twisted his palm and unleashed all his powers in a destructive wave of fire. Without batting an eyelid, Harry flooded the room with icy-cold water. The flames were extinguished without causing any harm and Harry dispersed the water immediately before anyone drowned. O'Connor could only look around utterly dumbfound.
"Unbelievable, isn't it?" Harry said. "You had witnessed my powers. So be warned, servant of the Dark Lord. The power of the Light is unparalleled!"
Harry suddenly heard a polite clapping behind him. He turned around to find Dumbledore looking at him with new respect. None of fear and disbelief Dumbledore had held when he saw Janet and Harry together.
"Albus Dumbledore."
"Milord."
Harry acknowledged Dumbledore's greeting with a nod. He turned back to the Death Eater and smirked.
"How I should deal with you?" Harry mused.
"Do your worst, bastard!" he snarled.
"Oh, don't worry, I will make sure of that," said Harry as he pulled out the rb of Light from its sheath. "Behold, the Orb of Light!"
The Death Eater cringed as the golden-white light washed over him. Dumbledore looked with much awe and reverence as Harry held the Orb high above him. Harry looked at O'Connor with pity and swung the Sword of Gryffindor. The blade arced over Harry's head before it crashed down on O'Connor's head. The man screamed as Harry directed the power of the Orb of Light through the Sword of Gryffindor to purify the man of the dark powers within. O'Connor went limp immediately. Harry looked at his former Professor with disgust.
"Like Tom Riddle, O'Connor had corrupted his own live force with Dark Arts. When I cleansed him of the Evil that corrupted him, it killed him," Harry sighed. "I can only hope that his soul return to the Source in peace."
"Milord," Dumbledore greeted. "I'm sorry for my lack of trust in you..."
Harry turned and looked at Dumbledore and muttered, "Memoriacidi." At the same time, Harry cast an Illusion Charm on himself. The slightly dazed look of the Headmaster told Harry that the spell he cast had taken effect.
"Why am I here?" Dumbledore looked around. "Yes, there was a disturbance in the Hogwarts' defense wards. The source of the disturbance originated from here." He suddenly saw the fallen body of the Professor and moved swiftly towards him. Harry wisely walked out of the room.
-------
The alarm was sounded immediately. Harry was caught with the rush of students surging towards the Great Hall. He followed the flow, knowing that there was no way of avoiding the fact that he had knew what had happened. As Harry sat himself down at the Gryffindor table, he saw his father and Sirius whispering to each other. Making use of the wind, Harry managed to catch the entire conversation. The topic? The next target of a prank: the Slytherin and himself.
Harry was suddenly aware of the fact the students in the hall had went silent. He turned and saw Dumbledore stood up from his seat, looking very grave and grim. How did the Headmaster moved around Hogwarts with such speed and efficiency was one of the mystery that Harry had failed to unravel so far. His voice rung throughout the Great Hall, effectively silencing all remaining noise.
"Students of Hogwarts, I have always believed in the truth. And that truth must never be hidden from even the youngsters. Professor O'Connor had been murdered."
Immediately, the student population went out of control.
"Silence!"
Harry had never fail to admire his Headmaster's ability to maintain a certain calm in the students even in the face of a calamity. He was like a pillar of calm in the middle of a storm, as unshakable as the earth itself.
"There is another fact that I wish to inform you about. According to the primary autopsy of Professor O'Connor, it was believed that he had been purged of all his magical reserve. The mark of the new Dark Lord, Voldemort," at this, the whole hall but the Headmaster and Harry flinched. "Had been found on his body. We have sufficed reasons to believe that the Professor had been murdered because of the Dark Mark. Whether by Voldemort," the school flinched again, "or by one of our Aurors, we have no idea."
Dumbledore looked around at each and every student, his eyes lingered at Harry for some time. Harry met his look with defiance. It was then when Harry felt a tug from the Earth, in the direction of the Forbidden Forest.
"As I will say once more, it is a time of great darkness of us all. Only united will we survive. And, there is another problem we are facing. Once again, we are without a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. As it was too late to hire another substitution teacher, I will be personally taking charge of the class." At this Dumbledore paused as all but the Slytherin celebrated. "Yes, yes, I know many of you are very excited but remember a life had been lost in Hogwarts just this morning." Immediately the atmosphere turned somber. "As a result, classes today will be cancelled and please all students are to stay within the Common Room. Now if you will excuse me, I really must convince the Minster that there is no need to send an army to Hogwarts."
With that, the headmaster went out of the room. Everyone stood up silently and started to leave the Great Hall in an orderly manner. Harry looked around and noticed that the students looked at each other grimly. Convinced that no one had noticed him, Harry pulled up the hood of his Elvish robe and muttered a few chosen words before he disappeared out of sight. Little did Harry know that there were people watching him by the means of a magical map.
James, Sirius and Remus had pulled out the Marauder Map after they had disappeared from the Gryffindor students heading to the Common Room. They knew that Harry was the last person who had visited O'Connor before he was found dead.
"He's heading to the Moaning Myrtle's toilet...Why?"
"I don't know, but let's find out."
However, when the three of them reached the toilet, it was utterly empty.
-------------------
Harry looked at the entrance of the Forbidden Forest. Despite of his power, Harry knew that he must be extremely careful about the creatures of the Forest. The policy of the creatures that resides with the shadows of the forest was to strike first, questions later. He invoked his elemental power to protect him, mainly the Air Shield, Frozen Armor, Fire Shield and Earth Armor. He drew out his sword as an additional deterrence against any possible attackers. He moved into the forest silently and swiftly. Like a shadow in the dark night, Harry melted into the shadows of the Forbidden Forest. He headed into the middle of the Forest, knowing that the place was the Unicorn Glade. Suddenly Harry stopped, his senses picked up a strange flux in the magic of the Forbidden Forest.
All of the sudden, the battle-honed instincts kicked in and Harry leapt to the right. At the same time, a resounding clash of steel against the ground at the left side of himself. Harry looked up and the first word he muttered was, "By the Light!"
The being who had just attacked him was the tall and the only possible word Harry knew of to describe this creature was abhorrent. The face looked as if someone had put a fist into it. There was no nose but just two hole. The place where the nose was supposed to be was sunken. The eyes were black and juts outwards like a toad. They also burned with an unholy anger and madness. The mouth was round and razor-sharp teeth overlap each other. Slime was dripping out of the mouth. The fluids within the monster seem to be boiling for the skin was moving in a strange way. Part of the skin was constantly rising and falling. And yet the skin was covered with scales.
A strange sound coming from the ground caught Harry's attention. The rock, which was underneath the creature, was melting. As Harry watched with fascination, drips of the slime from the mouth drop and hit the rock. In the creature's hand was a black poleaxes. An aura of flames surrounded the weapon.
The creature snarled and leapt forward with his weapon. Harry parried with his sword and dropped his sword in shock. The moment when the weapons contacted, immense heat was conducted to Harry's hand, burning it. The creature twisted its weapon and the poleaxes suddenly swung towards Harry. With narrowed eyes, Harry blocked the attack with a cudgel formed by water and ice. The creature roared with anger, and started to attack Harry with massive and brutal strokes.
Harry blocked the attacks but he knew that he couldn't hold on indefinitely. Each stroke the creature delivers was much stronger then the other. Without a word, Harry leapt into the air and made use of the earth element. The creature roared with rage the moment when he discovered that his prey had gone out of its reach. Suddenly, the ground below it burst apart. From the hole, roots and vines appeared and entangled the creature. The creature looked at the vine and gave a snort of amusement. It unleashed a wave of fire and burnt the roots.
Harry smiled knowingly and with a wave of his hand. The ground started to turn soggy. The creature gave a startled snarl. With another flick of his wrist, the ground transformed into quicksand. The creature started sinking. As the saying goes, "For desperate time goes for desperate means," the creature gave all its worth by unleashing all its power. Harry managed to shield himself, but the trees surrounding the creature within 10 metres had fallen and had been burned. Harry looked at the creature, which was trying to claw its way out of the quicksand after its attack. Calling on his Ice Elemental powers, Harry froze the creature.
Landing nimbly on his feet, Harry approached the creature. Looking at the creature, Harry noticed a skull-shaped marking on the middle of the forehead. Immediately, a flash of memory blazed through Harry's mind.
===================
Shadowren
A spirit summoned from the deepest depth of the Abyss, from within the chaos that resides outside this world. The spirit will consume massive amount of energy from the surrounding to enable itself to take a physical form. Often, after the Shadowren was summoned, it is common that the surrounding area where the Summoning had take had became barren. The spirit will take the shape similar to the mind, soul and spirit of the Summoner. To perform the summoning, a Ritual must be performed. Tribute Sacrifice will be needed in order to place the summoned spirit under the Summoner's control.
The spirit summoned will depend on the needs of the Summoner. It is important to note that the spirits may ignore the Summoner's call should the will of the Summoner prove to be not strong enough. The only way to distinguish a Shadowren was to look for the mark of the Skull. The symbol can often be found in the hand or the head of the Shadowren's physical manifestation. There is no known way to destroy the Shadowren. Only an immortal may banish the Shadowren back to Abyss for spirits cannot be destroyed, only banished.
===================
"A Shadowren!" Harry thought, "How did Riddle discover the ritual and the artifacts need to perform the summoning?"
Harry reveled to his angelic form and looked at the Shadowren. Holding the Angelic Alliance blade in his hand, Harry instinctively diverted the Shadowren's energy back to their source. The Shadowren slowly melted away, fading into the background. The moment the Shadowren had return to the Abyss, Harry noticed that the pulling of which he had experience just after Dumbledore's announcement had faded away.
"The call of the forest had faded, milord."
"Or so it seems, Azurewrath."
Harry reveled back to his own self and looked around. The Forbidden Forest is in need of healing. Placing his hand onto the ground, Harry slowly healed the land with his powers. He looked around and with a sigh, he disappeared.
He reappeared back in the Gryffindor Common Room. Looking around, Harry noticed that something was wrong. Without a word, Harry drew out a dagger and flung it towards the empty space beside stairway. A loud expletive confirmed Harry's suspicion. The next moment, James Potter flung down his Invisibility Cloak.
"WHAT IN THE NAME OF MERLIN WAS THAT FOR?" James shouted. "YOU COULD HAVE KILLED ME!"
"But I didn't," Harry replied mildly.
"ALL YOU NEED WAS ANOTHER INCH FOR THE DAMN THING TO LAND ON MY FOREHEAD!"
"But I didn't."
At this, James lose his cool and he lunged forward. Harry sidestepped the attack with ease. Without another word, Harry moved swiftly to the dormitory stairs and returned to his dormitory, leaving James Potter nursing his bruised pride.
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Days rolled by as Harry fitted himself into the Hogwarts student population. Harry noticed, despite the cheerful and occasionally dull atmosphere of the school, there was a subtle tension and fear among the students and teachers. The mysterious murder of the ex-Defend Against the Dark Arts teacher had yet to be solved. The only group of students who became rather arrogant was the group whom Harry had identified as the future Death Eaters. Harry knew that Riddle was going to start kill the Aurors soon. The Dark Lord was not one who will take the death of his only agent in Hogwarts for it was the only source of information from within Hogwarts. This prediction was soon proven to be much true. Four weeks after the death of O'Connor, a flock of owls carrying black letters flew into the Great Hall. Many students who had parents working in the Ministry blanched. An owl landed in front of Harry and Harry deftly removed the Daily Prophet. The headlines caught Harry's attention.
Massacre at Aurors' Headquarter
TBC...
-------------------
Haha! So another cliffhanger...I think that many of you will start to hate me for leaving you guys dangling in air... Anyway, I would like to thank all my reviewers! They are:
------
Harry Potter junior: Thank you!
Pblegacy: Thanks! And the eyes what was watching Harry and Janet was no wolf. Let you guess what the creature is. :P
G: Harry thrashed him!
Blah29: Thank you!
Nasser Himura: Here, here have it!
Aalikane: Sorry! My job is draining me. I will try to be faster!
Harry Potter jr: er...yes...I don't have enough sleep. Therefore it hurts. :P
Mr. Happy Java Man: Thank you! Thank you!
Darkangelgel: Two fights in one chapter! Are you happy about that?
Nphipps: Thank you! Don't worry, I won't quit!
Athenakitty: ...@_@... I thought that I had sent Janet back to her own time?
Kemenran: Here, have more!
Jeni Black: Actually, the Harry that is being portrayed isn't really himself. It was part of Ashen-Shugar as well as the influence of the elements. Harry hadn't had time to learn to fully control his new elements; therefore, at time one of it comes biting him back in the ass. When Harry drew his sword, it was due to the influence of the Lightning element. The impression which lighting gives me is fast and sudden, therefore the impulse for Harry to draw the sword.
------
That's all folks!
So long
Yours truly,
BloodRedSword