Title: The Son of Zeus and the Triwizard Tournament
Rating: T
Summary: Harry Potter, son of Zeus and Hera, heads back for his fourth year at Hogwarts. Betrayed by people that he thought was his friends, but gaining new friends, he finds himself in the Triwizard Tournament. It will take everything that he has, and his new friends, to win and to make Tom Riddle fear him. Sequel to Harry in a Whole New World and a crossover with Percy Jackson, with Weasley and Granger bashing!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of Rowling or Riordan's characters and I'm making nothing from this.
Chapter 16: The Death of Voldemort
Harry's POV
Thankfully Severus used his power over the mist to ensure that we didn't encounter anyone that we didn't want around. Once this was done I would work out the clue in the egg, using Athena's help. The amulet glowed red and I saw what had to be the dumbest statue ever.
"Please tell me that's not art," I said, giving it a look that said that I thought the carver had been nuts, or high, that day.
"It's an insult to art," Severus said, "But the amulet indicates this is where Tom hid it."
"It's the Room of Requirement," said Hecate and we both turned to see Severus mother standing there.
"So how do we get inside?" I asked her.
"You must walk three times in-front of the statue, while thinking what you want the room to provide," she explained.
"Why wizards make things complicated," I groaned and I walked three times, thinking about the diadem.
A door appeared and I opened it.
The room was completely empty except for a box in the middle. Taking a deep breath I made my sword appear, sparks coming off of it. The tiara looked innocent but Severus said that he sensed the darkness coming from it. Bringing it down it shot lighting from the tip and the thing exploded. Suddenly everything started to shake.
"Get us out of here," I said and Severus shadow traveled us out.
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Peter's POV
I heard a screaming coming from master's room and I ran to it. Opening it I saw dust starting to form and the semi-human wizard started to crumble. He kept on screaming until there was nothing left and then silence descended on the room. There was nothing left of the Dark Lord but empty promises of glory.
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Minerva's POV
The wards screamed, which included the screaming of students. I bolted out of the office and saw that cracks for forming in the floor.
"GET EVERYONE OFF THIS FLOOR," I screamed at Flitwick.
"Yes, Headmistress," he said and he started to charm them to the grounds.
I ran for my own exit and joined the others.
"What the hell caused that?" Sprout asked me.
"I have no idea," I answered, though I was determined to find out.
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A/N: Sorry about this being a short chapter. It was my intention to make this a short chapter as Voldemort, Tom Riddle's, death wasn't going to be anything amazing.