Authors Note:Some of you might think that Harry is being sentimental, or as one of my friends told me soft, not something that an Overlord would be like. But let me ask you this, what do you suspect from an eleven year old? Yes he is dark, and has his own underground club, but he is surrounded by people who keeps him grey you could.
At the moment his life is good, and there's nothing to push him over the edge. Give me time, I have something planned to deal with it, but it'll take time. But know this though, he won't be like Voldemort and the Death Eater's killing for the hell of it, he wants to rule the world not destroy it. So keep that in mind please when you read this.
Chapter Fifteen...
The Blood Stone - Part 9!
(Nicholas Flamel!)
4th of of January 2012 - Harry's/Maverick's Personal Training Area:
It was the evening before Harry had to board the Hogwarts Express to return to Hogwarts, he knew that he could Flame or Jump back, but he wanted to see how Susan was doing. He had written to her, and found out that she had a few cuts and bruises, but nothing the Healers couldn't heal. There was more to it, but she didn't want to write it in a letter, and so would talk more when they met on the train, which was the main reason Harry was returning to Hogwarts on the train.
It had been a week since Harry laid eyes upon the vaunted Mirror of Erised, during that time frame he noticed The Abyss seemed to be well on the way to becoming a great success; much like The Asylum. Harry desired to make a name for himself as Maverick, both in the world of legality, as well as within that of illicit affinity, so he would not only receive revenue from his ever-growing empire within the underworld, but in the legal world, too. So he had his girls, and Bowser, looking for abandoned hotels, as well as areas he could fashion into hotels, for a second income. Tis' amusing that Harry turned towards the world of legality for a secondary source of monetary resources, whilst so many others commit heterogeneous actions.
Of course, the Mystic Knights knew he was far from trustworthy, along with a few other law enforcement departments, but the masses did not. So, he decided to make a name for himself as 'Maverick,' so the law enforcements did not discover his true identity. So, not only did he need to make sure that they didn't discover that Harry Potter and Maverick were one in the same, he needed a business, to explain away his possessing of vast monetary resources, as a consequence, the law could not do anything of note. To him, anyways.
When Harry wasn't running the Abyss or making plans to run a lertrat business, he was training with Syrio Forel, who apart for helping with his sword training, was helping with his nightmares of killing the troll. Tonight he was in the middle of a meditative session, where he was in meditative state clearing his mind and thoughts, it helped him get a good night's sleep.
As Harry was in his meditative state, he felt a hand on his shoulder, and the voice of Syrio Forel the First Sword of Braavos say, "Harry I need a word with you."
The reason that Syrio did this was that should he shock the person in the meditative state, you could do them more harm than good. So Forel told Harry that should he see someone in a meditative state, they should put a hand on their shoulder, and call them softly so they could slowly come out of their meditative state themselves and no harm would be done, which happened with Harry.
Once Harry was out of his meditative state, he turned to his 'Dance' Master and asked as he stood up off the floor, "Is the session over already Master?" Thinking it was time to open The Abyss.
"No it isn't," the Sword Master told his pupil, "but I wanted to teach you a new skill that'll help you not with only keeping your nightmares at bay, but help you to have a better memory be it remembering this, and taking in information, and protect your mind."
Harry was interested in the idea of this skill, it sounded very useful, but there was one point of it that Harry had to ask about, "What do you mean about protecting my mind?"
"Have you ever heard of the skill Legilimency or the Mystics that can read minds?" Syrio asked Harry, where the preteen shook his head, and so the Sword Master went on to explain, "Legilimency in short is an ability to read a person's thoughts, or the thoughts that the person is thinking about. You see Legilimency can't allow you to read the minds of people like some of the Mystics out there, but if someone is talking about a certain subject, people's thoughts can draft to certain memories a person is looking for, and so able to use Legilimency. But a Mystic with the ability to read minds, don't have to do this, these are the ones you need to worry about."
"Can Legilimency protect my mind?" Harry asked in concern, not liking the idea that someone could read his mind. And was in fact that someone already had and so knew about he was Maverick, and knew what he his plans were, and wanting to become an Overlord of Evil.
"The protection of the mind is called Occlumency" Syrio admitted to Harry, "which is why I had you learning how to meditate, not only to help you sleep, but also get you started learning Occlumency. As meditating is the key to mastering the skill."
"Seeing that I learnt how to meditate, what am I supposed to do now?" asked Harry.
"To build a mindscape," Syrio told Harry simply, "and to do that, you'll need to enter your meditative state and build an area that you feel comfortable in. Then hide your memories somewhere safe within your mindscape. For example, if you had an underwater mindscape, you could hide your memories in underwater caves, or in treasure chests you could hide around hidden with seaweed and such. I wish I could help, but this one skill is something you must do by yourself."
"That's easy enough to do, I've done most of my training by myself before." Harry admitted, not worried about working by himself on this.
"I should warn you Harry, it isn't as easy as it sounds." Syrio warned Harry, "It could take you a week or so to create your mindscape, but at the same time it could take months. It all depends on what you want as a mindscape, as bigger one take more time to create and mord together. So take your time, and add as much detail as you can, making it harder for those who try to read your mind."
"Is that it?" asked Harry.
"No, once you created your mindscape, you'll need to build defences and traps so should someone enter your mind, you can force them out again or make sure they can't go farther into your mind." explained Syrio, "I'll have someone who knows Legilimency once you think you've got a decent mindscape and defences, to see if they are and if you are able to push them out. So for now, re-enter meditative state, and see if you can start building your mindscape. I'll call when it is time for you to go to The Abyss."
"Okay Master." Harry said with a bow, as he sat back down on the floor, and re-entered his meditative state.
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Like always Harry wasn't sure how long he was in a meditative state, it could have been minutes or hours, which why he set up an alarm or have someone to 'wake' him up. It would seem that creating a mindscape wasn't as easy as he thought it would be. He thought he would be able to enter a meditative state, with just able to create one.
Then as he was about to give up for the night, and get ready for opening The Abyss, when suddenly he found the darkness he was in, began to morph to look his office. And sitting in his chair was none other than his imaginary sister Lucy. "Lucy, is that really you?" He asked in shock at seeing not only his sister, but his first true friend; someone he thought he'd never see again.
"Yes brother, it is me…" Lucy said with a warm smile.
"Lucy!" Harry cried out happily, as he ran over and hugged her as she got up off the chair. "Why did you leave me, I needed you."
"I know you did Harry, but at the same time you didn't." Lucy said, eagerly hugging him back. "I didn't want to leave you, but I had to."
"What are you talking about Lucy?" Harry asked in confusion.
Lucy sighed, putting her head on his shoulder and staring off into the distance. "Harry, we both know I'm not real. Only your magic allowed me to be seen and touched by you and temporarily corporeal when we fought." She finished her explanation, happy to feel him nodding, agreeing with her theory. "Anyway, back on topic, I know you want me to stay with you, but I can't… with me there you wouldn't have reached out and made friends; friends you needed. After all, when you have me, who needs anybody else." She pulled back and looked at him as she said the last line, smirking arrogantly.
Harry chuckled at his sister's pompous act, but a frown overtook his face a second later. He was incredibly happy to have his sister with him again, "I want you to stay." He said stubbornly.
"I know you do Harry, but seriously, you have Charlotte, Blink, Bowser and Syrio, and they have helped you in ways I couldn't, helping you to create Abyss." Lucy told her brother, "And even if I was still with you, it wouldn't work, I wouldn't be able to stay with you. Brother, it's not normal for someone to have an imaginary friend that's a complete separate entity. They'll probably call you schizophrenic, which you probably are, and I'll 'die' for real because of the potions they'll likely give you."
Feeling him stiffen and his arms tighten around her she hugged him harder as well, assuring him she was there and wasn't going away just yet. "That doesn't mean I won't be here for you. If you need to talk about something you can't talk to your new friends about, if you're confused about something and you need guidance, if you need me in any way I can help you with, I'll be here. You just have to accept that you're not going to need me that often, and I may fade away further because I won't have a purpose."
"Never!" Harry exclaimed firmly. A feeling of red hot hatred suddenly formed, aimed at his friends; they were making his sister fade away again! Just as quickly as it appeared it disappeared. It was silly to blame them for something they had no control over. "I'll always need you." He finished in a whisper.
"So is this my mindscape?" Harry asked his sister.
"No it isn't," admitted Lucy, "it would seem that your mind and magic decided you needed help and so they brought me forward to help you."
"Oh…" was all Harry was able to say to his sister, not knowing what to say about that.
"Yes, oh." Lucy smiled to her brother, "now let us work on it before you have to leave to go to work." And so with that the two begun to work on Harry's mindscape.
Harry wasn't sure how long it was for him and Lucy to work on it, but by the time he left to go to The Abyss, he had created a huge cavern that looked like something straight out of the Christian version of hell. Fire, brimstone, and lava were everywhere, and in the centre, there was a small island surrounded by lava.
It wasn't the best of detail yet, but they had only started to create the mindscape. But they hope that over the next few weeks, they would make this mindscape into a piece of art, something that would stop anyone who tried to enter Harry's mind. Lucy informed Harry that there were a few attempts to enter his mind, but he had natural shields already, which kept them at bay. Lucy suspected that the only reason whoever tried to read Harry further, is because they feared that they would alert him and they didn't want that. So his secrets were safe for now.
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5th of January 2012 - Hogwarts Express:
It was the following morning, and Harry was smiling that he had his sister back, no matter how short it could be. But the thing was that it was only in his mind, and only once in a while and not all the time like it used to. As Lucy wanted him to deal with life without her. It wasn't something Harry liked, but knew that unless he found a way to make her real, the day might come that she would disappear altogether. So that in mind he was going to search a way to make his imaginary sister real. He hadn't yet told Charlotte about this yet, but he wanted to find a way to make his sister real before he did.
For now he was on board the Hogwarts Express making his way back to Hogwarts with Hermione. The two were talking about what they were going to learn the next term, after a while they were about to talk about how Christmas was for them, when Susan Bones and her friend Hannah Abbott entered their compartment.
Upon seeing the two girls, Harry stood up, and did something that he wouldn't normally do, and only did so to get onto her good side, he hugged the Susan. As he did, he asked, "Susan, how are you? I'm sorry about your parents."
"Th - Thank you Harry," Susan sobbed into Harry's shoulders, "it'll take some time, but I'm getting better. I'm just glad that it was fast and painless for them, I don't think I could deal with the fact that they died in pain."
"That's good." Harry said softly, "How is your aunt, the news said that she was still at St Mungo's Hospital?"
"Aun - Aunt Amelia lost her arm," Susan sobbed again, as Harry got her to seat next to him, as Hannah sat on the other side of her, "as soon as they killed my parents, Aunt Amelia fought back. During the fight, a Cutting Curse was aimed at me, but my aunt pushed me away and lost her arm in doing so. But at the same time, the Auror and the Mystic Knights appeared, as Aunt Amelia had an armlet that alerted them that she was in danger. They were able to save my aunt from dying, and at the moment they are trying to sort out her arm. The Mystics believe that they might be able to create a new arm for her, but they said it could be a while before they could create one. For now she is at Hospital recovering, she is hoping to return home and work in a few weeks."
"That's good to hear," Hermione said softly, "if there's anything we can do to help you, let us know."
"Th - Thanks Hermione, in fact there's something I want to ask Harry," Susan told her friends, as she looked at Harry, "I know that you and Ember have been training since you got to Hogwarts. Well, the thing is that I would like to ask if I could join you from now on, I want to become stronger, better, so that I don't have to lose someone close to me ever again."
"Sure you can," Harry said with a sad smile, "but only if you are sure. I don't want you to push yourself if you're not ready."
"Thanks Harry, but I just need to do something to stop this feeling of being powerless and hopeless," Susan explained to her friend, "please Harry, allow me do this."
"If you are sure, you may join us, but it might not be easy seeing that you haven't done this sort of thing," Harry warned the young Bones, "so don't suspect anything right away. I've been training for years to get to the point where I am now."
"I understand Harry, I would like to thank you for this," Susan thanked, "would it be okay if Hannah and Cedric joined us?"
"No problem at all," Harry said with a smile, "all my friends are welcome to join us, but they never want to get up early to join us."
"Oh? What time do you get up to train?" Susan asked in interest.
"Around five/six o'clock." Harry replied.
"No wonder why they don't want to," Hannah said with a smirk, "but if Susan wants to do this, I won't let her do this alone."
"You're more than welcome to join us Hannah." Harry said with a smile, "either way, I need to go to the bathroom, so I'll be back soon." And with that, Harry left for the bathroom, allowing the girls to talk.
Once he went to the bathroom, he went to the restaurant carriage to get some food for himself and the girls. As he was walking back to his compartment, he overheard a group of girls talking. They looked like they were either second or third year Ravenclaws. Not really in a rush, Harry stayed behind them. As he did, he heard a black haired girl of the group say, "I'm so glad that I'm returning to Hogwarts… don't get me wrong, I like home and that, but Hogwarts is something else, it's like home away from home."
"I know what you mean Jenny, there's something about Hogwarts that make it feel like home." A blonde haired girl agreed. Harry himself found he agreed with them; there was something about Hogwarts that made it feel like home instead of a school. "It's a shame we have to deal with that idiot Weasley again." The same blonde haired girl said.
"I know what you mean Lou." A dark red haired boy grumbled. "Just because he's friends with Potter, Weasley thinks he can order us around. As if being friends with Potter can get him whatever he wants, and even get him out of trouble."
"What's worse? It's actually working, people can be so stupid sometimes…" Jenny sighed, massaging the bridge of her nose. "I saw Cho helping Weasley with his homework before the holidays, all because she wants to get into Potter's pants eventually. I really don't get it, that girl's a credit to our House when it comes to grades, but she can be so dense sometimes; yeah sure, helping Weasley with his homework might get her into Potter's social circle, but she could just as easily offer Potter himself help."
As he walked away, Harry found himself in shock, it seemed Ron was doing things behind his back that Harry didn't agree with. He hated being used and Ron was using his name for his own gain. Harry suddenly felt less hungry, but knew that he couldn't do anything until he returned to Hogwarts. So he went back to his compartment, and gave them the food, but didn't say much. As his mood wasn't there, all he wanted to do right then was to have a few words with the youngest male Weasley. His friends were worried about him, seeing he wasn't saying anything, but they knew that he would when he was ready.
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It was a few hours later before Harry returned to the Gryffindor Tower, when he returned to Hogwarts they had a feast. During which Harry just made small talk, but kept giving Ron dark looks. No one knew why, but they knew better than to ask Harry. Not even Ember trying to talk to him, or Aneira rubbing her head against him seemed to make things better. When the feast was over, the students made their way back to their dormitories, some were faster than others. Harry took his time and he thought about how he should handle Ron.
But all thoughts of doing things in private went out of the window, as he heard Seamus Finnegan say, "I still think you're full of shit Ron."
"I swear it's the truth, Harry wanted all the credit for the troll, so he forced me to go back to the Common Room!" Ron argued. He wouldn't normally be talking like this in the Common Room - too close to Harry - but Seamus wasn't buying his lies and if one thing could be said about Ronald Billius Weasley, is that he was stubborn.
"Ron I-oh…" Seamus started, only to look over Ron's shoulder, his eyes widening before he turned and quickly headed towards the opposite end of the Common Room. Ron finally shutting his trap, as well as Harry's expression, a look that could be described as 'calm as a bomb', by several Muggleborns in the room, attracted the attention of almost every Gryffindor in the Common Room.
Ron turned around, only to pale as he came face to face with Harry Potter. Everyone in the room could sense the power coming off the last Potter. "Forced you back to the Common Room, huh?" Harry parroted.
Ron laughed nervously, looking anywhere but at the dark haired boy in front of him. "I was just-Seamus thought that-"
He stammered. Harry was quick to shut him down, "Funny, I distinctly remember you said, and I quote; 'Who cares? I'm not going to risk my life for someone I don't like or don't know. If you want to save them, be my guest, but I'm not helping.' you then shrugged your shoulder, all but dismissing Hermione's and Ember's very life as an annoyance, and fled back to the Common Room with everybody else."
Ron's ears went pink at having his own words repeated back to him, with perfect inflection no less. It didn't help that both Ember and Hermione was giving him dark looks too. "Well… well…" Ron sputtered, his face rapidly matching his ears as he tried and failed to think up something to say to either shift the blame, or weasel his way out of it as he saw the shocked and horrified looks on the other Gryffindor's faces. As always, his mouth moved without his brain being able to even begin to keep up, and words spilled from his mouth. "I have a family that I need to get back to, I can't afford to just throw my life away for some bossy bint, and an annoying brat that I didn't know!" Ron screamed.
Harry looked over his shoulder as he heard a gasp. One look confirmed it was Hermione, looking terribly hurt. "Hmph, I'd pick that 'bossy bint' and 'annoying brat' to watch my back any day. Better than a backstabbing, untrustworthy, attention seeking piece of shit like you." He said as he turned back and levelled an even stare back at the redhead. "You're nothing but a prat using my so called fame to get what he-"
However, Harry, who was still not used to being in a magic environment, was taken off guard as Ron, instead of charging at him to throw a punch, pulled his wand and shot a spell at him. Harry's natural reaction was to dodge the off-yellow coloured bolt of magic, so that's what he did; he leaned sideways, letting it fly past him without a thought.
He realized his mistake a second later as he heard Hermione yelp. With a backwards look he saw her holding a hand over her mouth, her wide terrified eyes locked on her hand. Harry didn't know what was wrong, but he felt the rage he'd been holding snap free of the restraints he'd kept it under.
Ron stepped back as Harry turned back around, his expression murderous. His voice, despite the rest of his posture, was still level and calm though. "Do you know what most people think of Wizard's in the Muggle World, Ron?" He asked.
Ron tried to muster his courage and be brave, a Gryffindor, but all he managed to do was squeak out a weak, "What?" as Harry advanced on him.
"That they're squishy."
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McGonagall hurried to her House's Common Room as the wards tied to her, as the Head of House Gryffindor, reported hostile spell fire. One look and the Fat Lady swung open, and the sight that lay within caused the elderly witch to pause.
Harry Potter had Ronald Weasley pinned on the ground, but not before Ron was able to throw a few spells at Harry. They were easily dodged, but the spells damaged the Common Room - it was pure luck that none of the spells hit anyone. With all the spells that he cast, the taller redhead still found himself on his belly with his arms twisted behind his back. McGonagall just caught the end of what Harry was saying. "- if I ever hear you spreading lies about me again, trying to use my name for your own personal greedy gain, or attacking someone like you did, I'll break your bloody arms." He declared before slamming the other boy's face into the floor.
What was worse, in McGonagall's eyes, was that it looked like the majority of her House was just sitting back and watching this happen. Their expressions varied, but most of them looked happy about such an event taking place. "Mister Weasley, Mister Potter! What is the meaning of this?!"
Harry looked up, not at all surprised, or at least he wasn't showing it if he did feel that way, and stated calmly, "Ron here has been spreading lies about me, using my fame and his position as my 'best mate' to try and get things or favours from others, and when I confronted him about it, he threw a spell at me. I was able to dodge it, but I didn't realize that Hermione was behind me, and she was hit by it."
"Is this true?" The Gryffindor Head of House asked the gathered lions. There were nods all around, so she was forced to accept it as truth. "Mister Weasley, two months detention for slander and cursing a fellow student, they will be spent with Professor Snape and with Filch, helping with whatever they need from you, and you'll help them without magic unless they say otherwise. Mister Potter, detention until you fix the damage to the Common Room." She declared.
The lions sighed as they realized they hadn't lost House Points and started to disburse back to their dorms. Harry got off of Ron, not that the boy was in any condition to do anything but fall limp and cry.
"Professor, I request that we discuss this later, Hermione needs to be taken to the hospital wing, and since I was the one who dodged the curse, not considering that someone was behind me, I feel somewhat responsible for what happened to her." Harry asked.
McGonagall was about to speak up, but she saw one of her two favourite students - not that she would tell anyone that, the first being one of the boy's fighting - with teeth so large they came down to her collar bone. She agreed to Harry's request with a nod; she would yell at them all later, Hermione needed medical treatment.
"Thank you." Harry replied as he hurried over, taking Hermione's hand in his own, and lead her out the portrait entrance.
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5th February 2012 - Hogwarts Library:
It'd been a month since the fight with Ronald Weasley, and a lot had changed for Harry. At the moment, he found himself in the school library with Ember and Hermione
The night of the fight, when he took Hermione to see Madam Pomfrey, in which Hermione tricked the School Healer into shrinking her front teeth. As they walked back to the Gryffindor Tower, when asked, Hermione admitted that she always hated her front teeth because they made her look like a beaver.
In addition to this, as they were heading back to the Tower, Hermione also told him that she'd asked her parents if he could stay for the summer. She admitted to Harry that she told her parents about his past, and how she would like it if he didn't have to spend time with people he didn't like. But hearing this, her parents agreed that he could to stay with them over the summer, as long as Harry agreed to come with them.
Although he was upset that Hermione told her parents about his past, Harry admitted he was happy to be away from them. And seeing he could visit his friends when he liked, thanks to his skills he was more than happy to go with them. In fact over the last month, puberty hit him hard, and he had been thinking non-stop about sex. Any normal child going through puberty it wouldn't be a problem, but he wasn't a normal child, he ran an underground club where sex was sold, where women/girls would like nothing more to fuck him either as Maverick or as Harry, for what he had done for them. So should they learn he was going through puberty, and was thinking about sex often, they might use that against him. So he was glad for the offer so that he could get away from it for a while, and pop in every so often as Maverick so no one suspects anything.
To make sure that his relatives wouldn't have to pick him up, or bitch about not him being there when they suspected him to be, Harry wrote to him. Needless to say they were more than happy to get rid of the freak for the summer and hoped to never see him again.
When they got back to the Gryffindor Tower it was pretty late, so the two friends went to bed.
The next day, Harry got up early to clean the Common Room so he wouldn't have to worry about it later on. But as Harry was cleaning the Common Room, he was shocked to see that as the other Gryffindors got up and began to help him clean the room. When Harry asked why they were helping him, they informed him that most of the Gryffindors had gotten sick of Ron's mouth and they were glad to help Harry because he stood up to the prat. And so in repayment, they were helping him to tidy the Common Room up. With the older years helping with magic it took less than an hour to fix.
Over the following month, Ron started bad mouthing Harry and his friends, there were a few like Tony who believed him, among a few others. But most just saw him as a jealous person, who lost his meal target, and was playing out, trying to make Harry's life hard. Lucky apart for a few people, Harry didn't have much problem.
Over that month, Harry had started to train Susan and her friend Hannah, Hannah because she didn't want to leave her friend alone. So far Harry only got them to run and do exercises, so that they could build up stamina before they did anything else. He began his training with Tonks who was helping him to last longer in another form. But seeing that his and Tonks powers to shapeshift were different, they were learning together about the differences between their powers. But Tonks began to teach Harry what she could, and would go from there. One of the things that Tonks had him do was take on the form that he often used when he wasn't at Hogwarts, as it would help with training. So Harry had to change his Maverick look a bit, whilst he had the same build as Maverick, he looked like himself, and the scars were in different places. For changing sex, Tonks hadn't decided yet, she said she still wasn't sure if she could train him or not in that.
As for him and Aneira, Harry was glad to see thanks to the document he had, the professors, nor the Headmaster, could part him from his Tigran. Snape would often sneer at Harry in class because of this, whilst the others didn't mind. To the Potion Master, it was another thing that Harry got just because of his fame.
Today was a Sunday afternoon and Harry, Hermione and Ember came to the school library to do some homework for History. Talking about History, Harry was glad that his debut on a point in history was over, as it took long enough for his turn to come around. His talk was about Morgana, and how things would be better if her step-father King Uther Pendragon didn't hate magic and made it hard for Magic Users of the time. The way the king handled things, wasn't good, he imprisoned and/or killed them, it was no wonder that Morgana became a Dark Lady.
Professor Helling found what Harry was saying interesting, as he had points that she too once had. She was pleased that someone else thought of this, as many look down on Morgana because she was a Dark Lady, they never thought about why she became the way she did.
Today other than doing their homework, they were helping Ember to research the Dark Ice Queen Aneira, as she was interested in learning more about the person Aneira was named after. Aneira was by Harry's side.
But when they got to the library, they found the place nearly full, as it seemed that most here were doing a last minute homework. After looking around, the only place spare, was a table with a first year Ravenclaw Witch sitting at. She was of Chinese descent. As she stood up to put a book away, they saw that she stood at about 4'7", and she had long black hair that stopped in the middle of her back, black eyes sitting within a heart shaped face.
"Do you mind if we sit with you Miss?" Harry asked the first year Ravenclaw.
"Sure." was all the Chinese girl said, not looking back at them as she went to put her book back.
Shrugging his shoulders, Harry and his friends sat down and begun to get their things out of their bags, and started their homework. As the young girl returned, Harry said with a smile, "Thanks for allowing me to sit here with you, I'm Harry, and these are my friends Ember and Hermione."
"I know." the young girl simply said, as she went back to her books.
Harry would give up and go on with his own work, seeing that the girl didn't seem to talk much, but for some reason the girl gave off some vibe about her, and that alone made Harry want to know her more. So he asked, "And you are?"
"Su Li." said the girl now known as Su, as she went back to her books.
"You not a big on talking are you?" this came from Ember.
"Conversation is pointless," Su explained to the group, "and unless I have to, I won't say much."
The three could understand that, sometimes they wouldn't say much unless they had to, but when they did talk they would say more than a few words. But as they all knew, each person is different, so this Su Li was someone who didn't like to talk much.
"That's fine, we don't talk much unless we need to or want to make new friends," Harry said with a smile, "and speaking about friends: would you like to become our friend?"
"Why?" asked Su.
"Because you seem interesting and I would like to know more about you." Harry explained to the Ravenclaw, "so would you want to be our friend?"
"Ronald?" asked Su.
"What about him?" Hermione asked dark, wondering what the girl wanted to know about him, she hadn't forgiven him what he said about her.
"Don't like him." Su told them, feeling a bit uncomfortable speaking this much, "He often came to me to do his homework. He threatened me if I didn't help, he would have you make problems for my family."
"You believed him?" Harry asked in shock, although he had to admit now saying it out loud, she had no reason not to believe the young Weasley.
"No," admitted Su, "but wanted 'not to rock the boat', so to speak."
"You don't have to worry about him," Harry explained with a smile, "we have a disagreement you could say, and he won't be hanging around us often out of class."
"Good." Su said happily, and she offered her hand to Harry and said "Friends then."
"Friends." Harry said as he took her hand and shook it.
And with that the three of four of them worked on their homework. After a while, whilst Hermione was helping Ember with her assignment, Harry was pouring over thick tomes in the library, looking for any mention of Nicholas Flamel. Greatest Wizards of the 20th Centurydidn't help. Neither did The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts. The name refused to be discovered.
"Hey is that Hagrid?" asked Hermione, "What is he doing here."
It was. The unmistakable bulk of Hagrid couldn't be mistaken anywhere. He appeared to have something behind his back. Then, he walked briskly through the shelves, finally passing where the four were seating.
"Oh sorry," Hagrid apologise as he knocked into them, when he saw who it was, he went on to say, "Oh hey guys, I hope you are fine.
"We're fine Hagrid." Harry said after he, Hermione and Ember greeted him.
"Wha' are yeh up to?" asked Hagrid.
"Just doing some homework." Harry told Hagrid.
"I'm glad yeh given up on Nicholas Flamel," Hagrid said with a warm smile, believing that they had given up, "it's too dangerous fer yeh. Yeh should leave it ter the Professors."
"Yeah, we thought it best Hagrid," Harry lied to the Half-Giant, "I don't want to put myself in danger with something that doesn't concern me."
"Good fer yeh Harry," Hagrid said with a smile, believing Harry's lie, "bes' not concern yerself in this. Anyway, I need ter get goin', I've got things to do." And with that Hagrid left the library.
"You lied." said Su Li as Hagrid left the library.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Harry told Su, but whilst she didn't say anything, she had a look that told him that she didn't believe him. It was intense, so much that he backed down and said, "Fine, fine, stop giving that look. Damn girl, I knew you were interesting, I need to keep an eye on you." It was the truth, Harry would be keeping an eye on her and if she became useful, he would find a way to use Su.
"Anyway, as you know the third floor has been blocked for some reason, well, awhile back my friends learnt that there was." Harry explained to Su Li, "You heard about the break in at Gringotts, where the thief got nothing?" Here Su nodded and Harry went on to say, "Well we found out whatever the item was, is now here at Hogwarts, and a Cerberus is protecting it, and the item has something to do with Nicholas Flamel."
"A real Cerberus?" Su asked in shock and disgust, and a look on her face that told them how foolish she thought it was to have a Cerberus in a school of children.
"That's what we think too," Harry said, knowing that she was getting at, "that's why we're trying to find out who this Nicholas Flamel is, so we can find out what is being kept here."
"Sounds familiar." Su said thoughtfully, as she searched her mind as to where she heard the name before.
"I know and that's why we are looking for the name." Harry told the young Ravenclaw.
Just then, Susan, Hannah and Cedric came into the library, where Cedric said, "Hey guys, we just bumped into Hagrid, any idea why he was here?"
"Hey guys, and no we don't know," Harry replied, "he came from over those book stands. I was about to go over there to see what he was looking at."
Seeing that the others were interested to see what Hagrid was looking at, they went stood up, intending on retracing what they saw of Hagrid's steps. They finally came across a shelf with several books missing.
"History of Dragons," Cedric read as he browsed the books. "Species of Dragons, The Dragon's Influence in Muggle Mythology,oh shit: The Care and Feeding of Dragons. There was supposed to be two copies here. One of them is missing."
"You don't think?" asked Hermione asked in fear and shock.
"That Hagrid is planning to take care of a dragon?" Harry asked sarcastically, "This is Hagrid we're talking about, if he got his hand on a dragon somehow, he would want to take care of it."
"But it's against our laws," Susan told them, "breeding or taking care of dragons have been outlawed by the Warlocks' Convention of 1709, everyone knows that. It's hard to stop Muggles from noticing us if we're keeping dragons in the back garden - anyway, you can't tame dragons, it's dangerous. You should see the burns from some of the Dragon Handlers I've seen. The only place it can happen are in Dragon Reserves."
"But there aren't any wild dragons in Britain, are there?" Ember asked Susan.
"You would be surprised, but yes there are." Susan told the Gryffindor girl. "Common Welsh Green and Hebridean Blacks. The Ministry of Magic has a job hushing them up, I can tell you. Our kind have to keep putting spells on Muggles who've spotted them, to make them forget."
"So what on earth is Hagrid up to?" said Cedric.
"Don't know, but we have to go down there, to make sure he isn't doing anything foolish." said Hermione.
"Can I come?" Su Li asked Harry.
"You're interested in seeing a dragon too?" Harry asked his new friend.
"Yes." Su said simply.
"Sure you can, I know I would like to see a dragon myself." Harry admitted, and with that, the small group went to see Hagrid.
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An hour later, and the seven of them were at the gamekeeper's hut, they were surprised to see that all the curtains were closed. When they knocked on the door, Hagrid called "Who is it?"
"It's me Hagrid, Harry," Harry called out, "let me in."
"Jus' a minute!" he cried out.
They did. When they came knocking on the door, there was a scuffling noise as Hagrid moved about inside.
Finally, the door opened. They stepped inside, and the door quickly closed. The place was hot. It had to be at least a hundred degrees in there.
"Blimey Hagrid!" gasped Cedric. "It's hot as hell in here!"
"And why are all the blinds closed?" asked Hannah.
"Please." Hagrid pleaded, "Don't tell this ter anyone if I tell yeh."
"What?" asked Su.
"See, I got a dragon egg." Hagrid told the new comer.
"How?!" the seven of them chorused together.
"I won it," he said. "Played cards with a bloak down at the Hogs Head Inn. He actually seemed ter be glad ter get rid o' it. Criky, I always wanted ter raise a dragon."
"Why?!"
"Why not? Fascinating creatures, dragons are. And Harry, ya can't say nothin'. Some people do consider an Ice Tigran as dangerous."
"Only to those who try and harm me and my friends." Harry said with a smirk, as his friends just shook their head, they knew what he can be like to those who try and harm his friends. A bit violent was a bit of an understatement.
Aneira was standing next to her master, who hissed inwardly in amusement. But she wanted nothing more to get out of this heat. Her Master must have realized this, as he opened the door so she could get out, where she would wait for him to come out too.
"Promise you won't tell a soul?"
"We won't, right guys?" Harry told the Half-Giant, everyone else nodded, Hermione doing so reluctantly.
"Where's the egg?" asked Cedric.
Hagrid went over to the corner of the room and lifted his flowery pink umbrella. He pointed it at a section of wall, which vanished. Behind it was a massive, roaring pit of fire, inside it, black as night, black as beetles squirming in forest dirt, sat a large dragon egg. It was about the size of a man's head. It looked completely indestructible.
Everyone stared. "How'd you do that?" gasped Ember.
"Magic." Hagrid said shortly, and left it at that.
"Damn." said Hannah. "You gonna raise it?"
"This book here," said Hagrid, pulling out a thick tome that they all recognized, "tells yeh step by step instructions. Yeh're supposed ter keep the egg in extremely hot temperatures, the hotter the better. They are supposed ter be encased in fire to simulate their mother. I cannot wait!"
"Hagrid, don't you realize how dangerous this could be?" asked Hermione. "What are you going to do when he grows up? He's going to be bigger than this room. For God's sake, you have a wooden house!"
"I agree with her Hagrid," Harry told Hagrid sounding worried, "what if it turns on you?"
"I know that yeh're all worried, but like all animals, as long as yeh know how ter handle them, they are fine." the Half-Giant told them, "Look at Fluffy, a bit o' music and he falls straight ter sleep."
Here Hagrid turned red faced, and put his hands to his face, shaking his head as he realized what he said. The others who didn't know who Fluffy was, gave them a strange look and Harry mouthed later.
"I shouldn'ta told yeh that," Hagrid told them in horror, "please don't tell anyone about this."
"We won't." Harry told him, as the other nodded at this.
"Thanks," Hagrid said with a warm smile, "and yeh can relax about the dragon, everything's has been taken care o'." And with that they knew that the discussion about the dragon was closed. For a short while the group talked to Hagrid before leaving.
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15th of February - Great Hall:
Over the next week and a bit, things were as normal, training, school work and such. The only thing of note was that when Harry told the others about who Fluffy was, and like him they thought that Hagrid was either a bit or a lot mad at naming a Cerberus Fluffy. But thought that Dumbledore was insane for allowing such a thing into the school, Harry thought that they should send a letter to Susan's aunt about this seeing that she was the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.
But Susan turned that down right away, whilst her aunt was the only one they could trust, Madam Bones was still recovering from losing her arm, and was going under treatment to get an artificial arm from the Mystics. So unless something bad happened, it was best to wait for a while, and hope nothing bad happens.
It was a Thursday and Hermione, Ember and Harry was having lunch with their friends, when A school owl had swooped in and delivered a note. It simply had two words on it: It's hatching.
"We've got to get down there!" Harry told his two friends.
"Are you crazy?" said Hermione.
"So, we have no class today, and our Flying Class finished before Christmas, so we aren't missing anything." Harry told his friend, "Tell me how often does a person get to see a dragon being hatched?"
"Fine!" Hermione muttered, hating to admit that Harry was right, this could be their only chance at seeing a dragon being hatched, "But if we get caught I'm blaming you, just so you know."
"Sure if you want," Harry said with smirk, "but we're not doing anything wrong. We didn't get the egg after all."
So passing the Hufflepuff table to see if they want to come, Susan and Hannah agreed, seeing that they had defence and were more then happy to skip it - seeing that Quirrell didn't teach them anything as it was. So seeing a dragon being hatched would be more educational. Cedric wanted to come, but he had arranged to meet up with his friends, and so he couldn't come with them. Su Li had a class with Professor Mcgonagall, so couldn't risk skipping the class.
So the six others headed down towards Hagrid's hut. They knocked several times on the door.
Instantly, Hagrid answered. His face was split into a wide grin. "Come on in!"
They did, other than Aneira, who stayed outside because of the heat. The dragon's egg was now on the tabletop. It was hotter than ever, and the flames seemed to be twice as bright. The egg had several spider web cracks along the surface, but everything seemed to be fine. The seven waited in silence, observing the egg carefully.
A tiny piece broke off. Then another. Then another. A tiny claw poked tentatively through the surface, followed by another. Soon, a whole, tiny paw emerged. A thin, scaly leg followed it. The egg was slowly but surely breaking apart. All four legs were free. Next came the head. It was about the size of a thumb. Its eyes were midnight black, and its snout was long and pointy. Finally, the body slowly slithered out. It was beautiful in a way. The dragon was covered with midnight-black scales that ran from head to tail. Along the back, the scales made unusual patterns.
"Norwegion Ridgeback!" Susan whispered in awe.
"Correct," said Hagrid, beaming at the little dragon hatchling.
"It's, it's beautiful!" Hermione whispered.
It was. After the dragon licked off its protective membrane it stretched and looked at them. Its wings were long, delicate and leathery. Its tail had spikes on the front, running all the way down to its lower back. It looked at Hagrid and sneezed. A tiny smoke-ball shot from its nostrils.
"Bless 'im, look, he knows his mommy!" Hagrid said as the tiny dragon snapped at his fingers, showing pointed fangs.
"Hagrid, not to put you down, but how fast does a Norwegian Ridgebacks grow, exactly?" Hermione asked the Half-Giant. "And how do you know he is a he and not a she."
Hagrid was about to answer when the colour suddenly drained from his face - he leapt to his feet and ran to the window.
"What's the matter?" asked Susan.
"Someone was lookin' through the gap in the curtains - it's a kid - he's runnin' back up ter the school."
Harry bolted to the door and looked out. Even at a distance there was no mistaking him. "Shit it was Malfoy," Harry sighed at this, "Hagrid, I know that you don't like it, but with Malfoy knowing about the dragon, it'll only be a matter of time before he tells someone. We need to either to free the dragon, or send it to someone who is allowed to look after it."
"I can't free 'im," said Hagrid. "He's too little. He'd die."
"Then we need to find someone to take him in," Harry said thoughtfully, before he remembered something, "and I think I know of someone. The Weasleys have a brother by the name of Charlie, who works in a Dragon Sanctuary in Romania, so we could send your dragon to him. And he could allow you to visit your friend."
"Hmm, yeh might be right," Hagrid said tearfully, not liking the idea, but knew it would need to happen, "and I remember Charlie, he was a good person. Not only that, but he really liked dragons just as much as me. So yes he would look after the little one. But the question is how ter send 'im ter Charlie."
"I'll ask the Twins, and see if they can contact their brother and see what if they can arrange anything." Harry told Hagrid, "If they can't, I might know of someone who can help you."
"Thank yeh Harry." Hagrid said tearfully.
And with that Harry and the others talked to Hagrid for a short while before heading back to the Gryffindor Tower, to talk to the twins.
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23rd February 2012 - Hogwarts Library:
Once Harry and the other returned to the castle, Harry talked to the Weasley Twins to ask them about contacting Charlie, to see if they could get him to get the dragon from Hagrid. The twins agreed and told Harry that they would let him know when they heard anything from Charlie, and give them two weeks before he work on another place. About the dragon, Harry and the others learnt that the dragon was indeed a female and not a male, which Hagrid called Caca, the Roman Goddess of Fire.
It was now the 23rd of February and Harry, along with Ember, Hermione, Susan, Hannah, Cedric, Su and Katie, were in the library doing their homework, - the others were doing something else at the time. It was near dinner time and Harry was getting another few books to look for the Nicholas Flamel. But as he got back to his table with them, Katie asked him seeing that they won't the books for their homework, "Harry, what are you looking for? For the last few months you've been looking at different books, books that have no subject to our homework. So what are you looking for?"
After some thought he realized that all this time he had group of people who knew more about the Magical World than him and Hermione, likely combined, and he hadn't even asked for help. He could have kicked himself for not asking them sooner, especially the Hufflepuffs, since he knew them the longest. With a sigh, Harry was about to speak when Su noticed the books he was setting down. "Not homework… third floor corridor again?" Su reasoned in her strange way of speech; she spoke as few words as she could get away with while getting her point across. Harry never bothered to ask why, but he could make some assumptions based on knowing that English was her second language and she was possibly self-conscious about her lack of fluency.
Harry blinked. "Ah, yeah. Whatever's being kept there, has you know has something to do with Nicholas Flamel. And someone, either Snape or Quirrell, is trying to steal it, and I wanted to know what it is. And we all know the name from somewhere, but none of us know from where."
"Flamel…?" Su mumbled as she looked down, deep in thought, as she once again thought about where she heard the name before.
Suddenly Su sat up and walked away, causing the others to look at each other in confusion. The petite girl returned a minute later with a book, which she opened to a specific page and set in front of Harry. "Thanks Su, that was really quick." thanked Harry as he looked at the book.
Su nodded and said with a smile, "Welcome."
Harry smiled back at her and used one hand to prop up the left side of the book to read the title; The History of Alchemy. Harry skimmed the article quickly before groaning, his head falling into the pages.
"What, is it something we should have realized weeks ago?" Hermione inquired.
"Not sure about that, but I remember where I heard the name at least." Harry said flatly. He then put his hand into his pocket and pulled out his Chocolate Frog Cards; which he had, coincidentally, brought to show Cedric so they could compare collections, both being relatively new to the collecting business.
He pulled one out and read the back of it: "Dumbledore is particularly famous for his defeat of the Dark wizard Grindelwald in 1945, for the discovery of the twelve uses of dragon's blood, and his work on alchemy with his partner, Nicolas Flamel' No wonder we haven't found him in the books we looked into; they were all published recently. Listen to this, 'As you know, the ancient study of alchemy can be used for many things, as long as you remember the one simple rule: to create, something of equal value must be lost. This is the principle of equivalent exchange. This rule is the most important rule there is in alchemy, and there is no way around it or so it was believed. You see, through alchemy, there is one way you can break this rule at no risk to yourself, and this is to make a Philosopher's Stone, also known as the Sorcerer's Stone, a legendary substance with astonishing powers."
"It is the hopes of all Alchemists that they too can one day make a Stone of their own. For the prestige of making one, the gold the Stone can produce, and most importantly to many; the Elixir of Life, which will make the drinker immortal.
"Although the specifics of how to make the Stone have been lost through time, some say for the better. There have been many reports of Alchemists over the centuries that have been able to make their own Philosopher's Stones. However, when investigated further, all these reports were found to be false. There is only one true Stone currently in existence and it belongs to Mr. Nicolas Flamel."
There was silence for a few moments before Hermione said, "Wow, who would have thought that such a thing would be hidden in a school?"
"What sane person would? Who would keep such a trouble magnet in a school full of children?" Harry asked darkly. "I understand that Hogwarts is meant to be the safest place apart for Gringotts, but Hogwarts is full of children; children that could be used as hostages, or hurt somehow if someone wanted to steal the Stone. I'm not saying that they would, but if it was someone who didn't care about children or didn't want to wait for a good time to strike, they could kill everyone here to get it."
As much they were in awe at the fact that the Philosopher's Stone was real and at Hogwarts, they were more horrified as the truth of what Harry was suggesting truly sank in. What if someone did want the Stone bad enough that they would be willing to kill everyone in Hogwarts for it? They all shuddered at the thought and wondered what Professor Dumbledore was thinking.
"Harry, I know that this might be strange, but maybe Professor Dumbledore has something planned?" Hermione suggested, still believing that authority figures like Dumbledore knew what they were doing.
"Something planned or not, the Headmaster is putting the school in danger." Harry shot down with a shake of his head. He still couldn't believe Hermione still believed that authority knew what they were doing; something that seemed completely untrue for basically every adult in the magical world. "That sounds like the exact opposite of his job description. What if some Dark Wizard learned about it and decides the lives of a thousand kids is nothing in the face of eternal life? What if Snape or Quirrell are trying to get the Stone for whatever reason, and decided they had enough of waiting. What then?"
"So what do you think we should do about it?" Cedric asked.
"We do nothing," Hermione said to them, "I might not have much faith in the Headmaster, but other than the Cerberus the Headmaster has other things in place as you know."
"Which could be the only reason nothing has happened yet," Harry told Hermione darkly, "we know how to get past Fluffy thanks to Hagrid's slip of mouth. Who says he hasn't done that before now, and the only thing that's stopping them is not knowing what comes after the Cerberus."
The others could not deny this, as much as they wanted to, and should someone get the Stone who knows what they would do with it. If it was someone with dark intentions, they didn't want to think about what could happen. Here Su pipped up and asked, "Plan?"
"Simple, I think we should go get the Stone now before someone decides to get it." Harry began to explain his plan, but was interrupted by Hermione, "What!? Harry that would be…"
But Harry held up his hand up to stop her talking, "Theft, I know. I also know that while it's wrong to steal, I can't think of anything else we can do." Hermione looked like she wanted to say something, but after several tries she looked down in defeat, she couldn't think of anything. "If we do it without anybody else knowing, it'll also be another layer of security in case someone else with far darker intentions decides to go after it; they'll think it's still there, but in actuality it'll either be with us, or mailed to the Flamels if such a thing is possible." Harry laid out his plan.
Su nodded in agreement. "Proactive. Need alibi."
Harry hummed in thought. "Right…" He was silent for several moments before he took a deep breath and laid out his thoughts, "Okay, Cedric, Hannah, Katie, I think you three should stay behind."
Cedric was quick to object. "I don't mean this condescendingly, but wouldn't it be best to have someone older and more experienced go along?"
"Normally I would say yes, but it's common knowledge that you've become sort of a big brother figure to Susan and Hannah, a role that most would assume would spread to the rest of the Study Group. Not only that, but you take your role seriously, like an unofficial third year Prefect. If you say that we were studying in the back of the library all day, backed up by Hannah if need be, you'd be hard pressed to find someone that won't believe you." Harry explained.
Cedric blinked, looking embarrassed but pleased. "I had no idea my actions had gained a reputation. Thanks for the compliment Harry." He said with happy smile.
Harry returned the smile with a, "I'm only telling the truth. Worst case scenario is we're not back within a few hours and you need to get creative. As for myself, Hermione, Susan and Su, we all have strengths that will help us avoid a 'most gruesome death', which I'm convinced is just the Headmaster being dramatic. Hermione is good at Transfiguration, Su is good at Charms, Susan's second only to Longbottom in Herbology. Ember is coming because of her powers."
"Why do you think they're the skills you'll need?" Hannah inquired.
"Well apart from Hagrid's pet Cerberus-" They were made aware that it was a Cerberus from other students who looked behind the door of the forbidden corridor, they also learned that it was named Fluffy, of all things. "- we don't know what is protecting the Stone, but know other than the fool Quirrell, our four Heads of House has set something up. So it is with luck we can deal with whatever they set up, if not we know the stone is well protected." Harry reasoned.
"That makes sense, but what about Potions?" Susan wondered. "If the Professors are helping to protect the Stone. Wouldn't Snape have a hand in it too?"
"Yes, but I think out of the four of us, we can clear that protection too," explained Harry.
Hermione picked up on his train of thought. "I have to agree, we're all good at potions, so whatever Snape's defence, unless it is as good as it should be - so that only the Professors can get past it - we should be able to get through it. I'm more book smart than anybody here - no offence Su -" She said to the Ravenclaw at the table. Su shook her head and waved her off, assuring her she wasn't offended. "- I might have read something on potions that we might face. Susan and Su are well versed in different but powerful forms of combat magic, and Harry is a natural leader. Even if he doesn't want to admit it." She finished with a teasing smile as the rest of the table laughed. It was well known how humble Harry could be.
"So when are you thinking of going to get the Stone?" asked Katie.
"I say now, sooner the Stone is out of the school, the better I'll feel." Harry declared firmly. "We've been lucky so far, I don't want to push that luck, so I say we get rid of the Stone now. Or would you rather wait for some madman to come and kill us all to get it?"
"But maybe nothing will happen, nothing has happened yet." Hermione stalled desperately, her common sense and her blind devotion to following the rules warring.
"Again, that's only through luck, and I don't want to push it." Harry countered gently. "If there's no other disagreement to this, I'll grab my flute and I'll meet you three near the corridor." Seeing no argument, Harry left the library to not only get his flute, but also Aneira, just in case they needed the extra protection. Before he left, he warned Cedric that if Susan wasn't back before ten he should inform the one of the professors, as something bad might have happened.
TO BE CONTINUED!
Author's Note: Here ends the ninth part of the Blood Stone Saga, and I would like to thank you for reading and I hope you have enjoyed the chapter, as much as I did write it. I wasn't planning to make it as long as I did, and so miss out on Harry and Co. getting the Stone, but things got out of hand and things happened. I hope you liked how I added Su Li. So there'll be one more chapter with Harry and then an Interlude with Dumbledore and the Blood Stone Saga will be done and the new Saga, The Serpent's Lair Saga will begin. (Please read until the end…)
I want to ask you all, what would all of you like to happen in the second year? With all the new stuff that I have added, I would like to ask what you would like to happen during the summer holiday and during the second year. As there's so much to add with the Mystics, and a few things that I have added in the side-story.
I would like to ask what other Technomagic Cyborg could have, what skills he can gain over time? At the moment he has the basics skills, but I would like to hear what you would like him to be able to do.
There is another question I would like you to think about: should I have the basilisk killed at the end of the story or not? I say it is more useful dead and being in the money as I think about it. But I would like to hear your thoughts about it, and I'll go with the most outspoken thoughts.
I'm still looking for ideas for pranks, and I hope you can help with this as I'm wanting a few magical and non-magical ones. Please help me out here, as I'm after some ideas and would like to use some of them soon. I'm now looking for a prank that the Weasley Twins could pull on Harry first, as it'll start off a prank war between the three of them, any ideas please let me know.
I'm still after ideas of how Harry could turn his friends Dark and joining him, instead of using Confundus Charm. Any and all ideas are welcomed.
I'm still after ideas for how to make this harder for Harry, be it with his underground club, his everyday life and such. So I would like to ask you what sort of problems should Harry run into now? I love to hear what you lot may come up with.
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Next on Rise of Overlord Vulcan: We'll find Harry and Co. going after the Stone, and then there's some aftermath of getting the stone. (On a side-note, I would like to ask is there anyone out there who can help me write a fight scene, as I have one in the next chapter which I would like help make better. So if you can help me, please let me know.)