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Chapter 61
BOOM! Harry blinked his eyes and slowly opened them to see buildings around him on fire and slowly collapsing.
"Harry, come on!" Harry blinked and sat up to see Gohan and several American soldiers looking at him.
"Gohan… what's going on? Weren't we just in the hotel?" Harry blinked as he looked around, seeing soldiers rushing past him.
"Come on! Cell just destroyed the magical shield! We've got thousands flowing in every second!" Then, Gohan whirled to see several elites and Death Eaters rush at him. Gohan punched the first one in the face, and extended an orange blade out of his other arm, which he stabbed in the chest. Gohan then headbutted a third elite as he pulled a muggle handgun from his leg and shot one of the Death Eaters rushing towards him. The other Elites and Death Eaters were gunned down by the American soldiers.
"Come on, buddy! We need you!" Gohan grinned as he held his hand out. Harry smiled as Gohan pulled him up. Then, the small team started running forward, Harry noticing the hundreds of wizards, Death Eaters, aliens, muggle soldiers, and other magical creatures fighting.
"Come on, mudblood, is that the best you can do?" Harry whirled to see Hermione trading spells with a girl about his age. She had long brown hair and pale skin, but she looked beautiful. What scared Harry was the evil look on the girl's face. Then, the girl flicked her wand, causing Hermione's wand to fly out of her hand as she tumbled to the ground.
"Hermione!" Harry gaped.
"Harry, we've got incoming!" Harry whirled as a shadow came over them, looking up to see a large ship like the ones from before fly over them, with a blue light growing bigger and bigger in its center.
"I don't think so!" Gohan's hand glowed as he fired a yellow ki blast into the blue light, causing an explosion.
"That's how it's done!" Gohan grinned as the ship plummeted. Then, he got a look of shock on his face.
"Harry, get out of the way!" Gohan yelled, causing Harry to look up to see the ship heading straight towards him. Harry screamed with shock as the ship smashed into him, causing a large explosion.
"RAAAAHHH!" Harry gasped as he found himself in front of a dark mountain, with a large black structure built in. Even from here, Harry could see a hole smashed into the building.
"No! What caused this?" Harry hissed with rage as he shot up to the hole, revealing a dark room with an old man in it.
"Where is it, Grindelwald?" Harry hissed with rage, causing the old man to turn towards Harry with a smile.
"Finally. I knew you would come, just like I told the other creature." The old man smiled. Harry felt rage and confusion.
"Where is it? Who has it? And what other creature?" Harry hissed with rage.
"For the moment, it lies buried with him… Dumbledore." Grindelwald laughed. Harry felt surprise, before triumph filled him.
"But… it will not be with him for much longer." Grindelwald laughed, causing Harry to be filled with confusion.
"Another seeks it? Who?" Harry hissed.
"He told me that you would come here, seeking the same thing. And he was right." Grindelwald laughed.
"Who? Who else is after it?" Harry hissed.
"A creature that has power that you will never comprehend. He called himself… Cell." The old man laughed.
"RRAAAAHHH!" Harry screamed with rage as a green light flew from his hand, smashing into the old man, sending his limp body into the wall and sliding down with a sick thump.
"NO! NO! That accursed android! He knew! He knew what I was seeking! He must not acquire it!" Harry thought with hot red rage as he flew out the hole in the wall, apparating with a crack a second later.
"GASP!" Harry sat up with sweat rolling down his forehead.
"Harry, what's wrong?" Harry blinked as he turned to see Kiara looking at him curiously, the blanket covering most of her body up to the chest.
"I… had another vision of him…" Harry breathed softly.
"I thought that you weren't supposed to be having those anymore. You remember what Professor Dumbledore told you!" Kiara blinked as she looked at Harry.
"I know… but this is important." Harry said as he sat up and got out of the bed.
Later…
"Hmph. So, Cell's looking for the Elder Wand… he must be desperate." Gohan frowned.
"Great… even I've heard the legend of the Deathly Hallows. They say that the one who possesses the Elder Wand is unbeatable. This is not going to be good for the war recruitment, which is bad enough already. We're off to a slow start with recruitment. Although, mentioning Harry's name did quite some help." Griffin frowned. He and Gohan had just come back from a war planning meeting, with some of Griffin's generals, who weren't quite happy with Gohan's new position. Griffin had assured the young saiyan that they would get used to him eventually. They had five days before Christmas, and were trying to get the defense of New York and other eastern cities up and running. Scorpius had been cooperative, for the most part.
"Deathly Hallows, sir? What are those?" Harry blinked.
"Harry, you never knew what they were?" Gohan blinked.
"No need, Commander Son. I used to read this tale to Jenny." Griffin chuckled. He flicked his wand, causing a small book to fly off his bookshelf and land into his hand. He opened it and began to read from it…
There were once three brothers who were traveling along a lonely, winding road at twilight. In time, the brothers reached a river too deep to wade through and too dangerous to swim across… However, these brothers were learned in the magical arts, and so they simply waved their wands and made a bridge appear across the treacherous water. They were halfway across it when they found their path blocked by a hooded figure. And Death spoke to them. He was angry that he had been cheated out of three new victims, for travelers usually drowned in the river.But Death was cunning. He pretended to congratulate the three brothers upon their magic and said that each had earned a prize for having been clever enough to evade him. So the oldest brother, who was a combative man, asked for a wand more powerful than any in existence: a wand that must always win duels for its owner, a wand worthy of a wizard who had conquered Death! So Death crossed to an elder tree on the banks of the river, fashioned a wand from a branch that hung there, and gave it to the oldest brother. Then the second brother, who was an arrogant man, decided that he wanted to humiliate Death still further, and asked for the power to recall others from Death. So Death picked up a stone from the riverbank and gave it to the second brother, and told him that the stone would have the power to bring back the dead.And then Death asked the third and youngest brother what he would like. The youngest brother was the humblest and also the wisest of the brothers, and he did not trust Death. So he asked for something that would enable him to go forth from that place without being followed by Death. And death, most unwillingly, handed over his own Cloak of Invisibility.Then Death stood aside and allowed the three brothers to continue on their way, and they did so, talking with wonder of the adventure they had had, and admiring Death's gifts. In due course the brothers separated, each for his own destination.The first brother traveled on for a week or more, and reaching a distant village, sought out a fellow wizard with whom he had a quarrel. Naturally with the Elder Wand as his weapon, he could not fail to win the duel that followed. Leaving his enemy dead upon the floor, the oldest brother proceeded to an inn, where he boasted loudly of the powerful wand he had snatched from Death himself, and of how it made him invincible.That very night, another wizard crept upon the oldest brother as he lay, wine-sodden, upon his bed. The thief took the wand and, for good measure, slit the oldest brother's throat. And so Death took the first brother for his own.Meanwhile, the second brother journeyed to his own home, where he lived alone. Here he took out the stone that had the power to recall the dead, and turned it thrice in his hand. To his amazement and his delight, the figure of the girl he had once hoped to marry, before her untimely death, appeared at once before him.Yet she was sad and cold, separated from him as by a veil. Though she had returned to the mortal world, she did not truly belong there and suffered. Finally the second brother, driven mad with hopeless longing, killed himself so as truly to join her. And so Death took the second brother for his own.But though Death searched for the third brother for many years, he was never able to find him.It was only when he had attained a great age that the youngest brother finally took off the Cloak of Invisibility and gave it to his son.And then he greeted Death as an old friend, and went with him gladly, and they departed this life, as equals…" Griffin finished as he closed the book and looked up. Then, he flicked his wand again, causing a necklace to land in his hand. Harry blinked. He had seen that design before.
"I saw Luna's dad wearing that!" Harry blinked.
"Those who believe in the legend wear this symbol. This, the triangle stands for the Invisibility Cloak, which can completely hide you from your enemies, the best of its kind. The circle represents the Resurrection Stone, which has the power to call loved ones from the grave. And finally, this line represents the Elder Wand, the most powerful wand ever made. Together, they make the Deathly Hallows. Together, they make one… Master Of Death." Griffin finished.
"Makes sense for Cell and Riddle to be looking for those. Riddle fears death more than anyone else, and Cell wants nothing more than power, to be the best. A trait from the saiyan cells inside him." Gohan sighed.
"My dream! Cell must have used the Elder Wand to destroy the magic shield!" Harry blinked with realization.
"Harry… chill. You're not a Seer. The vision of Voldemort with Grindewald, now that makes sense. But the battle you saw was probably a dream of anticipation." Harry frowned at Gohan.
"Are you serious? Every time that someone says that, that's when something bad happens! You should know this better than anyone!" Harry gaped at the demi saiyan.
"And, rushing off into battle has never worked, in any fight. Or, do you remember what happened last time?" Gohan answered calmly. Harry blinked with shock as anger rushed through him.
"WHAT? SIRIUS WAS YOUR FAULT! THE BATTLE AT THE MINISTRY WAS YOUR IDEA!" Harry screamed with rage at Gohan as purple sparks danced around the young wizard.
"Actually, it was your idea. I just didn't say anything." Gohan blinked.
"Jesus Christ, what the hell is going on in here?" the door opened, revealing Jenny, dressed in a red t shirt and jeans.
"Nothing, Jenny, just Mr. Potter and Commander Son having an argument." Griffin smiled.
"Oh. Okay." Jenny blinked.
"Your timing is perfect, Jenny. Mind showing me out?" Gohan grinned as he sat up.
"Okay." Jenny nodded as she left, the young saiyan behind her.
"Before I forget, I had something to give you, Harry. Here it is." Griffin said as he pulled up a sword in a stealth.
"What's this?" Harry blinked as he took the sword from Griffin. When he touched it, the sword seemed to glow and felt warm at his touch.
"It belonged to your ancestor, Cornelius Potter. According to his journals, which are right here." Griffin paused to hand Harry several yellowish books.
"Oh, you can read them, most documents from that era have charms on them to keep them intact and readable. Anyway, Cornelius Potter was a master strategist in the French and Indian War, leading many victories against the Indians, which were talented as sorcerers. He was even Ben Franklin's mentor. I'm sure that Miss Granger has told you about his involvement in the Revolutionary War. These were collected when he surrendered at Yorktown. Anyway, as I was saying, his journals talked about how his sword had been crafted by Gornek, the master goblin crafter of his time. His blade supposedly has special qualities that can only be activated by him and those of his blood. Perhaps it will be useful to you, not to mention his journals. I have a feeling that his strategies will be quite useful in this war. His combination of wizard and muggle battle techniques is legendary. I'd give you his muggle gun, but I don't think that a muggle gun from the 1770s would be quite useful." Griffin chuckled. (Maybe I'll do a special on Cornelius Potter during the American Revolution.)
"Thank you very much, sir." Harry smiled as he pulled out the blade a little, seeing a coat of arms on the blade.
"Hermione's gonna love this stuff." Harry smirked as he looked at the journals. Then, he gasped as his scar burned.
"Harry?" Griffin asked, but his voice seemed far off. Then, Harry gasped as the office vanished entirely, replaced by the night sky. He could see that he was near Hogwarts, because you could see the twinkling lights of the castle. He could also see dozens of ships in the sky, each lit up by glowing blue lights. There were also orange lights lighting up in front of them, from what used to be the Black Lake.
"It is truly impressive, isn't it, my lord? Quite satisfactory for your invasion of the United States." Harry turned to see Snape walking next to him.
"That is not my main concern at the moment, Severus. Now, has anyone else been here tonight?" Harry hissed.
"Not to my knowledge, my lord. The school is partially deserted at the moment, due to all students fifth year and above being mobilized into your army, save those rebellious fools in that pitiful organization. Myself and the Carrows will be joining your army before the invasion." Snape sneered.
"Potter and the monkey will have your head, but that is not my concern at the moment! Now, are you absolutely certain that no other person or being arrived earlier?" Harry hissed at Snape.
"I am positive, my lord. No being could get past the Dementors or the school's defenses alive." Snape said.
"Very well… return to the castle. I will call you when I require your assistance." Harry hissed. Snape nodded and turned back towards the castle, vanishing into the darkness. Harry felt relief surge through him. So, he had beaten the android to their goal after all. Perhaps the android was not as perfect as he thought. Harry smiled as he cast a Disillusionment Charm that was so powerful, that he couldn't even see himself. He chuckled as he stepped forward, seeing his goal in front of him, partially lit up by the fires from the lake. If only Dumbledore could see what his beloved school had become. Now, he could see the tomb where his former teacher was lying dead. Wait… something wasn't right. Now, Harry could see that the top of the tomb was lying on the ground, shattered into white pieces.
NO! Harry felt hot rage surge through him as he dashed to the tomb, and looked down. Sure enough, the white covers that Dumbledore had been wrapped in were ripped to shreads, showing the body of the former headmaster, still wearing his half-moon spectacles and in long white robes. But… his hands had been wretched open and pulled away from each other, very brutally. His wand was nowhere to be seen.
"Looking for this?" a deep voice laughed behind Harry, causing him to turn slowly. In front of him was Cell, with a smile on his face, and twirling between his fingers was… the wand.
"You might as well as come out of your little charm, I know you're there." Cell chuckled. Harry hissed as the charm around him dissolved.
"You lose, Riddle. The Elder Wand… is mine." Cell smiled as he held the wand up to his face. Then, he shot his arm into the air and fired green lightning from the wand, lighting up the sky with an eerie green glow. Cell howled with laughter as the sky crackled with lightning.
Oh boy, this isn't god. What else lies ahead? Can Gohan still beat Cell if Cell has the Elder Wand? Review!