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The Heir of Slytherin
In Hogwarts Castle Professor Yzma Milano was heading to Myrtle's bathroom which happened to be the very same bathroom where Yzma sensed she had a connection to her ancestry when she was a student at Hogwarts right in her very 1st year. Yzma opted to spend the Holiday at the castle this year in the hopes of finding a clue to where the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets was. Yzma knew that entering the chamber and destroying the basilisk was the only hope she had to win her challenge and change the world for the better. She wasn't alone in this task. Yzma had Duncan and Harry with her but to her surprise Alex Cahill Walker, wife of Texas Ranger Cordell Walker and Assistant District Attorney of Dallas was with her as well.
"You really don't have to do this Alex," said the newly minted head of Slytherin House and Deputy Headmistress, "And you really didn't need to accompany me into the Chamber and bring Carlos Sandavol and Trent Malloy along as well to talk to the students who stayed behind for the Holidays. This is my mess Alex. At least let me fix the mess so I can ask the Arkeyans for help and to let the people I team up with handle this. The last thing I want to do is get yourself or anyone else and their relatives for that matter attacked by those who preach pureblood and magical supremacy."
"That part about pureblood and magical supremacy is exactly why I've decided to come here and why I brought along Carlos and Trent," the Dallas ADA replied, "This rhetoric of pureblood supremacy and magical supremacy is no different from the white power rhetoric back in the United States and the wave of violence and attacks upon the Non-Magical people by those with magic is no different. At the end of the day these Death Eaters that you speak of are just another hate group and the blood supremacists in the British Ministry of Magic are no different. I'm not just here to help you Yzma. I'm also here to help give Abigail Bones and Myra Lupin the support they need for the Arena battle that's sure to come after your challenge. Trent and Carlos are also here to help empower the kids. In fact they've agreed to fill in for Coach Barnes next year as General O'Neil needs Barnes for a special assignment."
"And what can Carlos and Trent do to help us make Hogwarts a better place?" Harry asked Alex, "I spoke to the students in my year group and Daisy and Abigail have spoken to the students in their year group. Camille and Carol have also spoken to some of the students as well and from what they can make out Malfoy and the more conservative circles have started to emerge and tighten their grip thanks to Malfoy's cousin Armand, his uncle Kai, and his uncle Kai's father. Needless to say Camille told me they pretty much feel they have the sole right to dictate how all of Slytherin House has to act and they'll use any and all means to make it so."
"Are there any Slytherin students brave enough to take the lead to hold the line against them?" Trent asked.
"Blaise Zabini and Daphne Greengrass, the 'Ice Queen' of Slytherin", Harry said after some thought. "Both in our year."
"The apophis girl Hathora hasn't been taking any of their nonsense either," Payson Carlin pointed out. "Nor have ANY of the monster girls in Slytherin House. In fact, most of them have been actively trying to seduce various bigots!*giggle!* But Hathora seems to have taken the lead of the monster girls in Slytherin."
"Not surprising for an apophis," Yzma said with an eyerolling smile.
"Then they can join my Martial arts classes, and vet others of the house to do so as well," Trent said.
"Same with my Criminal Justice class," Carlos added. "Then they'll have to tools to decide for themselves and defend themselves from the Malfoys and their ilk if they have to in their own House and common room."
"Thing is though how do you intend to teach martial arts to a Lamia or monster girls that don't have legs?" asked Yzma as they arrived at Myrtle's bathroom.
"We'll figure something out," Alex said as Yzma understood before sending Payson, Trent, and Carlos to Potter Manor for their own safety via a ground bridge.
When they got to the bathroom Yzma allowed Harry and Duncan to enter due to the circumstances and that she needed their help to save the world. Once inside Yzma walked to the tap that had a snake engraved on it and she spoke parseltongue to trigger the entrance. Right on cue the tap glowed white and began spinning as the sinks moved while the one in front began lowering itself into the floor revealing a hidden corridor inside a slimy pipe.
"No offense but if that's the entrance then there is no way that the Heir of Slytherin could get in and out without getting stuck," Harry spoke not wanting to risk triggering the Taboo on Voldemort's name, "There must be more to it."
"Stairs," Yzma spoke in Parseltongue as the pipe widened until it was over two meters wide before a stone spiral staircase with a central column emerged, "This explains a lot. Harry, Duncan, and I are about to finish off the biggest threat to the school and me winning this challenge Alex. This is very dangerous and I would suggest that you stay behind. I already told the faculty what's going on and I don't want to risk your life any more than I already am."
"I understand your concern Yzma but I'm staying with you three," Alex said, "You'll need me to communicate with the faculty when they arrive while you three do battle with the monster."
With that the group stepped into the chamber unaware of the deadly ambush the forces of darkness were preparing.
At the same time in the Magical Prep School which was relocated to Potter Manor, Trent Malloy and Carlos Sandoval better known as the Sons of Thunder were speaking to the students who had gone through the magical preschool up to 7th year about what was happening so far.
"My name is Trent Malloy," said Trent introducing himself before guesting to his friend, "And this is Carlos Sandoval. We'll be replacing Coach Barnes as the School Coaches in the event that Cordell Walker is unable to do so next year as a favor to Professor Yzma Milano."
"Professor Yzma Milano has also asked us to step into the role of School Disciplinarians next year in the event that something happens," said Carlos.
"All Professor Milano is trying to do is make the school a better place for the students," said Edna Hever a Muggleborn 3rd year in Slytherin House.
"Grow up Edna," snapped Rachel Lestrange, Edna's Housemate and fellow 3rd year Slytherin "The way things are at Hogwarts is the way it is at Hogwarts. Nobody can make it better."
"Rachel, you're saying that nobody can do anything to make the school better," Trent spoke Kindly, "Since We're new here perhaps you can tell us what the problem is."
"Mr. Malloy, Mr. Sandoval, the problem is the gang of bigots," Trixie Bones 2nd year Ravenclaw and Amelia's daughter spoke, "They're tightening their grip on both Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic."
"It's not just them Trixie. The school is bad because nobody is brave enough to do anything about it," Hermione Granger, Trixie's Muggleborn year mate in Gryffindor spoke, "If we want things to change we have to make things change and the first step is making Hogwarts good and that means we have to make it good."
"You're both right," Carlos said, "That's what Chantelle said to Walker about the problem in the school Trixie."
"You're beginning to sound like Faith Hermione," said Trent, "She said the same thing you're saying about how to make the school good. You're talking about the solution to the problem."
Trixie and Hermione smiled knowing that they had found a way to finally make the school a better place.
"Okay that answers two questions so now can you explain to us how we go about doing all of that?" Edna's cousin Chyler Sand a Slytherin in her year asked. "And Rachel why are you, Astraea, Cassiopeia, and Zayden even here anyway? You're all purebloods so you really don't need the magical training."
"We're here because Dad feels we need to socialize with others," Rachel said, "And it's also because dad thinks we're no longer safe at our place considering Arcanon knows where our residence is. He doesn't trust the Auror Department and the Dark Faction would love nothing more than to attack him and the rest of the Light Faction."
Carlos and Trent knew they had their work cut out for them during the holiday break and for the next school year in the event Walker wasn't able to do the job and they also knew that should Yzma fail things would get worse. They hoped that things would get better soon.
"That's why those students NOT in those...conservative circles will have additional messages included in their Hogwarts letters," Trent explained. "It will remind you all to stick together in groups, and to take newer students unaware of the situation under your wings to protect and inform them of the situation. Also, proven self-defense and defense of others WILL NOT be punished at Hogwarts. As Duncan Rosenblatt likes to say, 'never start a fight, but damn well FINISH IT if you have to!'; a bit aggressive for my taste, but it works. Be aware that the magical portraits and the school ghosts can all bear witness to any act of bullying and self-defense as part of the 'Truth-Will-Out' rules of the school."
"I will also be offering an extra-credit course in Criminal Justice, including that practiced by the school prefects and Aurors of the ICW," Carlos added.
"How can you do that?" Rachel asked dubiously.
"Because I'm not just a police detective," he smiled. "My family are squibs descended from the Most Ancient and Most Noble Salvatore Family of Spain; who helped found the Sargienta School of Sorcery in Southern Spain."
"I remember that school," said Camille, "Grandma told me it serves as the Spanish magical prep school for muggleborns, muggle raised half bloods, and monster girls in all of Spain. It was also built to help the magical families that were impoverished with funding for their education. Grandma Yzma told me about it and said that she had friends who went there. It's a shame most of them were slain at the hands of Grindelwald and his Acolytes during the second world war and the Global Wizarding War."
"Many Magical Families lost their heirs to the war and a lot of powerful magical clans had a desire for peace so she and her relatives spoke to the families in question and convinced them to pool their resources and money into Kingsman Tailors and Wine business to fund education and supplies to rebuild and make sure that nothing like the Global Wizarding War and the Second World War would happen again," Carol added knowing that Trent and Carlos knew what she meant but didn't want to say it in front of Rachel, Astraea, Cassiopeia and Zayden along with other relatives of the conservative circles for safety reasons.
"And with all that's happening we need that now more than ever," said Verity spoke.
"Anyway, class is dismissed for now," Trent said. "You're free to walk about the grounds of Potter Manor."
"Camille I need you and the Potter family to stay for a moment," Carlos said, "Trent and I need to speak to you."
Everyone else left as the students in question stayed behind.
"Why did you have us stay behind?" Carol asked.
"Your cousin Harry mentioned that things in Slytherin House weren't going well before Yzma arrived," Carlos spoke. "Perhaps you can shed some light on that."
"Basically, the bigots in Slytherin have hijacked the place ever since the Dark Lord also known as You Know Who was at school as a student and his followers took over Slytherin left right and center," Camille said, "And Snape given his bias to Slytherin hasn't helped much either. Thank the pantheons above that Grandma's the new head of Slytherin House and Professor Victoria Bathory's in charge of Potions up to fifth year."
"Yzma told us that as well and Christina's having a word with Walker, Trivette, Gage, and Sydney about the situation and the upcoming arena battles that are sure to follow," Trent said.
"Then you know that the other houses are having problems of their own," said Zeus, "I've had to help Jocky Bones and Ezra Heaver get the prefects into shape and grow some backbone but they've been telling me that the bigots of Slytherin have been treating the muggleborns like dirt. They even said that Yzma should've been made deputy headmistress and head of Slytherin House sooner."
"The Ravenclaw Students have told me the same and some have even said that with Draco's cousin Armand around as a student the bigots can just go to him and all he has to do is send an owl to his father or worse his grandfather," Abraham said, "Some of them have also complained about Marietta Edgecombe and they're finally glad that Linus Lupin the Third managed to talk some sense into her. Of course they've been giving Isolt a wide birth but that's nothing compared to how they've been treating the Lestranges in Ravenclaw. Namely Christian Lestrange and his siblings in there not to mention their cousin Astraea who is also in the house. They treat her like she's got the black plague. Nolan's the only one doing anything about it since he's Captain of the Dragon Racing Team but there's only so much he can do."
"That's nothing compared to what's been going on in Gryffindor House," said Carol, "I'm sure Yzma and Abigail told you all what's happened in there but Cassiopeia Lestrange pretty much is hated on sight by her own housemates just because her mother is Bellatrix Lestrange the most notorious Death Eater and one of Voldemort's followers. In fact, half of the students there are already pissed as it is and Cassiopeia can only take so much. In fact, Harry was even stabbed in the back by his own housemates for what happened in the previous school year."
"Yeah I know Yzma showed us that as well," Carlos said, "And frankly we've got something we'd like to say about that but please continue."
"Gladly basically it's only a matter of time before Cassiopeia and her twin sister Astraea follow in their parents' footsteps and serve Voldemort," said Camille, "And as for Slytherin House well Yzma's fully told you about how the conservative circles have taken hold. Hathora can only do so much but for the time being she's the only Monster Girl Student in there, but the house recently has two new muggleborn students a boy and a girl. The thing is they don't have Arkeyan Relatives and the place has become quite hazardous for Muggleborn Students. Which is why none have been sorted into Slytherin House until now. Their cunning and ambition must be through the roof for the Hat to place them there."
"So knowing this what do you think so far?" Charlus asked Trent and Carlos.
"We think that this is going to take quite a while to undo the damage but if there is anyone who knows how to deal with the children of convicted criminals it's Arthur McSpadden," Carlos said.
"Whose that?" asked Abraham.
"He used to be a judge but now he's an author and he runs a ranch to allow the children and relatives of those sent to prison to try and avoid following in their footsteps," Trent said, "Walker told us about him."
"Good luck with that plan," said Verity, "The Arkeyans are not gonna listen to a word he says on the subject considering the Arkeyans eliminate not only their enemies but also all of their enemies relatives. That's one of the main reasons why they're the most fearsome empire in all of creation and us potters have Arkeyan DNA that's faint but it's there."
Trent and Carlos sighed knowing that things were going to get worse before they could get better and somehow they had a feeling that the next school year things were about to get much worse.
Back at Hogwarts under the lake, Duncan took the lead down the rocky tunnel, followed by Yzma, Harry, and Alexandra Cahill-Walker bringing up the rear until they reached a large circular vault-like door with seven serpent-locks around it.
"Open up," Yzma hissed in parseltongue.
The seven locks disengaged in turn as another mechanical snake slithered around the edge of the door. The door then creaked metallically open by itself.
"Alex, you better stay out here where it's safe," Harry suggested.
"You might be right," she replied. "But I'm sending this in with you; a gift from Professor Paradox, just in case." From her purse, she withdrew a transparent, slightly glowing orb the size of a baseball. A Drop of Time. It floated into the Chamber to accompany the others. "It will record everything that happens in there; every word and action. Irrefutable proof. Good luck."
Harry and Yzma drew their wands and Duncan shifted into his 'full-kaiju' form and the proceeded cautiously down a gallery of snake statues toward what appeared to be a wider part of the chamber and a large pool of water before an enormous stone effigy of Salazar Slytherin's face, and a crumpled form lying at the edge of the pool.
"Isolt?!" Harry gasped, running to her side when he recognized her, dropping his wand; Duncan and Yzma catching up quickly. "Please don't be dead! Wake up! Wake up!"
"She won't wake," a strange voice said. They looked up to see a young man in Slytherin robes step out of the shadows.
"Who are you?!" Duncan demanded, flames in his mouth.
"A shadow. A memory," he said, then pointed to the leather-bound book at the girl's side. "Preserved in that diary for fifty years."
"I remember you," Yzma said. "You started Hogwarts two years after I became the Care of Magical Creatures Professor here. I was also the one who accompanied Dumbledore when he brought your acceptance letter before I took you in considering we're distantly related and I was made your legal and magical guardian after that. Tom Riddle. What do you mean my granddaughter won't wake? She's not...?"
"She's still alive," he assured them as he came closer. "But only just."
"She's ice-cold," Duncan hissed.
"You've got to help us, Tom," Harry urged. "There's a basilisk..."
"It won't come until it's called," Tom smirked, now holding Harry's wand. He had picked it up while they were distracted with the girl!
"Give me my wand, Tom," Harry said firmly, standing, as did the others.
"You won't be needing it. SILENCIO!" Tom quickly cast the silencing charm on Yzma, then banished her against the wall! Duncan shot a fireball at him, but it passed right through him! "IMPACTUS!"
The bludgeoning hex slammed into Duncan, slamming him into the wall behind him. Snarling, he began to stand...
"Interesting," Tom commented. "That should have killed you. GLACIUS-MAXIMUS!"
"Duncan!" Harry cried as his cousin was frozen in a block of ice several feet thick. Then he glared at Tom.
Alex meanwhile had been given a visual of all that was going on Via a spell seal and commlink compliments of Coraline and Professor Paradox so she too could see what was happening in there and her concern grew knowing that the fate of the world rested upon the outcome of this confrontation.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Harry yelled at the shade of Tom Riddle. "We came down here to save her! Why are you interfering?! Why attack us?!"
"Save her?" Tom guffawed darkly. "I'm afraid I can't let you do that, Harry. You see, as poor Isolt gets weaker, I grow stronger. Ah, I see it just clicked in your mind. Yes, Harry, it was Isolt who opened the Chamber of Secrets."
"No. She couldn't. She wouldn't!"
"It was Isolt who set the basilisk on the mudbloods and creature-girls. Isolt who wrote the threatening messages on the walls!"
"But why?" Harry asked, as Yzma regained her feet and raised her wand. But still affected by the 'silencio' hex, she could not speak, not even a whisper; and so, could not cast, as silent casting was the one thing she could never master. Myra was the one talented at silent casting. She was helpless!
"Because I told her to, not that she needed my help in speaking parseltongue considering she's already a natural parselmouth like her big sister," Tom smiled. "You'll find I can be very... persuasive. Not that she really knew what she was doing, she was, shall we say, in a kind of trance? My hold over her grew the more she wrote in the pages of my old diary, but who should she start writing quite a bit about but her newest friend; the person I was most anxious to meet: YOU!"
"And why did you want to meet me?" Harry asked, getting angrily defensive of the girl he'd come to view as another sister.
"I knew I had to talk to you, meet you if I could. So, I arranged for you to learn of my capture of that brainless oaf Hagrid fifty years ago, to pique your interest."
"Hagrid was my friend!" Harry snarled, then a bit calmer. "And you framed him, didn't you?"
"It was my word against his," Tom smirked. "Only Dumbledore seemed to think he was innocent. Yzma herself also knew but given that she herself was able to speak to snakes there wasn't much she could do."
"I bet Dumbledore saw right through you, didn't he?" Harry grinned. "And I bet Yzma did as well."
"He certainly kept an annoyingly close watch on me after that as did Yzma," he replied, his smirk dropping with irritation. "I knew it wouldn't be safe to open the Chamber again while I was still at school, so I decided to leave a diary; preserving my 16 y/o self in its pages so that one day, I would be able to lead another to finish Salazar Slytherin's noble work!"
"Well, you haven't finished it this time either," Harry huffed. "The mandrake draft is already prepared as we speak thanks to Professor Victoria Bathory so everyone whose been petrified is already alright again!"
"Haven't I told you?" Tom gave him an almost maniacal look. "Killing mudbloods and beasts doesn't matter to me anymore. For many weeks now, my new target has been YOU. Confused? How is it that a baby with no extraordinary magical talent was able to defeat the Greatest Wizard of All Time? How did you escape, with nothing but a scar, while Lord Voldemort's powers were destroyed?!"
"Why do you care how I and my sisters survived?" Harry shot back. "Voldemort was after your time!"
"Voldemort is my past, present, and future," Tom sneered, putting even Snape to shame. Then he turned and used Harry's wand to write his name, 'TOM MARVOLO RIDDLE,' in the air with burning letters. Then a wave of the wand and the letters re-arranged themselves: 'I AM LORD VOLDEMORT!'
Both Harry and Yzma's eyes widened in shock Alex was also shocked and she was seeing this live via communication link! The shade of Teen Voldemort turned back to them with a vicious sneer.
"Surely, you didn't think I was going to keep my filthy muggle father's name? No. I fashioned myself a new name! A name I knew wizards everywhere would one day fear to speak when I became the greatest sorcerer in the world!"
"Albus Dumbledore is the greatest sorcerer in the world!" Harry shot back, Yzma nodding firmly behind him.
"Dumbledore is an old fool who's grip on this school alone is crumbling by the minute and soon Abigail Bones will be history along with him!"
"He'll NEVER be gone! Not so long as there are those loyal to him and his ideals!" Harry asserted. Then a beautiful, trilling cry was heard echoing through the Chamber. Alex had to duck as Fawkes, the school phoenix, flew past her carrying something. Fawkes trilled again as he dropped the Sorting Hat into Harry's hands.
'Abigail Bones told me all about Phoenixes,' Alex thought, 'The role of being vessel to the spirit of Nova the Phoenix has been passed down from mother to daughter for centuries all the way back to ancient Egypt and now her granddaughter Margaret Perkins is the new vessel.'
"So, this is what Dumbledore sends one of his great defenders? A songbird and an old hat."
Riddle turned to the statue of Salazar Slytherin, outstretching his hand.
"Speak to me, Slytherin, greatest of the Hogwarts four! Let's match the power of Lord Voldemort, Heir of Salazar Slytherin, against the famous Harry Potter."
Harry glared at Voldemort, before looking at the ever-opening mouth of the Slytherin head statue. Shrieking and growling is heard, the very tip of the basilisk shown as it begins to emerge. Harry lowered his gaze and dropped the Hat to spread his hands in a placating gesture.
"Peace, Great one! I mean you no harm!" Harry hissed out.
"Parseltongue won't save you now, Potter. It only obeys me," Tom sneered. "Kill them both! The boy first!"
"Forgive me, Speaker of my True Master's Blood, but this Dark One hold a life dear to me in his hands. I MUST obey," the basilisk hissed, then surged forward! The basilisk charged after Harry who was booking it back down the length of the Chamber, along the gallery of snake statues. Yzma made to move, maybe distract the basilisk from Harry, but; "INCARCERUS!" Riddle bound her to one of the statues with magically conjured ropes! She was only a few yards away from the ice block holding Duncan; which had begun to shake and crack! Fawkes landed on it and hit it with a flare of his phoenix flames. He took off just as the block burst apart with a roar! He grabbed the tail of the Basilisk as it passed, and PULLED!
Running, Harry tripped and fell on an uneven part of the floor hidden by a puddle, when the basilisk was right over him. He put his hands on his head, accepting what's about to happen, when a whiplash effect caused the serpent's head to smack down HARD to the stone floor, missing her target! The basilisk stunned for a moment, Duncan ran up along its back to jump on its head and jam his claws in its eyes! Thrashing about in agony, the giant serpent smashed Duncan-still recovering from being frozen-against walls and ceiling, until he tumbled off unconscious.
"No! I don't know how your beast-blood cousin survived! and he may have blinded the basilisk, but it can still hear you! Kill the boy!"
Harry slowly got up and cautiously walked backwards, when he stepped into a puddle and caught the basilisk's attention. He barely dodged a strike that destroyed several snake statues and ducked into a side-tunnel.
The Basilisk pursued Harry until he came upon a blocked route with the basilisk cutting him off with it's multi-sized fangs being visible. Harry froze, he didn't even breathe.
Hearing nothing, but desperate to help her student, the still bound and silenced Yzma kicked a rock near her foot. It clattered across the stone floor and splashed into the water at the edge of the pool. Hearing the sound, the Basilisk paused, then backed out, away from Harry. It moved away toward the echo of the sound.
Harry ran through the left pathway, running straight to Isolt and ignoring Riddle.
"Yes, Potter. The process is nearly complete. In a few minutes, Isolt Cooper will be dead, and I will cease to be a memory. Lord Voldemort will return…very much alive."
"Isolt…"
Right then, the basilisk shot out of the water, roaring!
"Mr. Potter, perhaps a gift from another of your great ancestors would be of help," the Sorting Hat said, then tipped itself over where he dropped it before, not far from where Yzma was bound.
Harry raced to Yzma who was still mute and saw in the dim light silver handed sword appeared inside the Sorting Hat. Embedded in the hilt was a couple of rubies. Realizing he would be a sitting duck on the ground, Harry ran toward one side of the massive carving of Slytherin's face, his footsteps splashing in the puddles alongside the pool. He had to dodge several strikes from the Basilisk as he climbed the beard and hair to reach the large stone forehead to make his stand eye-to-blinded-eye with the beast.
Yzma struggled against her bonds, frustrated and angry. She herself was an excellent swordswoman, and could have easily pierced the serpent's brain through one of the damaged eyes, but Harry? He was still a novice with a blade, and she couldn't even advise him silenced as she was!
Several of Harry's strikes had simply bounced off the tough scales of the basilisk's head and face. At one point Harry slipped and dropped the sword. He barely grabbed it back up before it slid off the statue! He realized there was only one target he could hit that might work... When the Basilisk lunged at him again, he stabbed it through the roof of its mouth! It shrieked in agony and reeled back.
Harry pulled the sword and his arm back, but his arm caught on one of the large fangs, injecting him with venom as it broke off in his arm. Harry pulled it out and climbed down as the serpent thrashed about, then fell to the ground.
"Bless you, Speaker, for freeing me," the dying Basilisk hissed. "Now, I beg you, save and protect my child."
'Child?' Harry and Yzma both asked themselves as Harry rushed to Isolt's side. Despite his own pain, his concern was with her.
"Remarkable, isn't it, how quickly the venom of the basilisk penetrates the body?", Tom smirked.
Harry glared up at him as he felt Isolt's pulse slowing.
"Funny…the damage a silly little book can do…especially in the hands of a silly, little girl."
Harry and Yzma glared even harder at that. Then Yzma realized! With a supreme effort of will, she broke the silencing charm! "HARRY! THE BOOK!"
Harry took the book out of Isolt's grip, opening it.
"What are you doing?" Tom said, a hint of fear.
Harry took the basilisk fang, looking at Riddle with the harshest glare as he hoisted it up. Riddle looks shocked and frightened.
"Stop! NO!"
Harry stabbed the book, ink sputtering out like black blood. Tom Riddle stopped as a hole forms in his chest. He raised the fang again and drew all the strength he had before stabbing the other side of the book, causing more ink to flow out, making a hole appear in Riddle's face as he screamed. He closed the book, and summoned all the strength he had as he held the fang up, one last time, as he yelled Then Harry, using all the strength he had left, stabbed the book, causing Riddle to finish disintegrating into sparkles, and fade away.
Isolt gasped deeply as she suddenly awakened, and Yzma found herself suddenly free of the ropes and rushing to the children. Isolt was apologizing over and over for everything, even though it was Riddle that had been controlling her.
"It's not your fault, Isolt dear," Yzma told her tenderly.
"Are they all right?" Alex asked as she approached, supporting a barely conscious, battered, still-half-frozen Duncan.
"Harry! You're hurt!" Isolt cried, seeing the fang-wound in his arm. Then Fawkes trilled as he landed next to Harry.
"You were brilliant Fawkes," Harry said with labored breath. "But I just wasn't quick enough. I think my luck has run out."
Fawkes chirped softly, as if to say, "Don't be so sure", then leaned over and cried heavy tears into the wound, healing it completely!
"Well done, Fawkes!" Yzma said.
"Yeah, thanks for saving my cousin," Duncan added.
"Mommy?" a young, feminine voice called out in parseltongue. "{Mommy, I can move on my own again! Is it over? Is the bad man gone? MOMMY! NO! WALKWAY!}"
They turned to see a lamia-type monster girl come out of the statue-tunnel and a walkway rise up to cross the pool as she slithered quickly to the dead basilisk, crying bitterly. She had pale skin, lavender hair down to the middle of her back. Her snaketail was rich purple with teal-green belly scales and lavender feathers-feathers?-on three feet of the tip. Her hands, oddly, somewhat resembled the talons of a bird-of-prey with more lavender feathers on her forearms. Her eyes appeared to be covered by a visor-like mask resembling a cyclopian eye. After crying for several minutes, she turned to the others.
"*sniff!*What happened to my Mommy?" she asked...in ENGLISH!
"The..uh..'bad man' forced her to attack us," Yzma explained. "We..."
"I guess it couldn't be helped," she cried. "At least she's free now. That bad man made her do such terrible things! She was dying already, that's why she hatched me, to take her place as a protector of the school. But he cast some spell on me and threatened to make me kill myself in front of her if she didn't obey him. Some 'impo, impis' sounding spell?"
"The Imperious," Yzma hissed, not surprised now knowing Tom's chosen identity. "What is your name young one? And how old are you?"
"Selina, and I was hatched 12 summers ago," she replied.
"Do you know why you are different from your mother?" Alex asked.
"My mother wondered that after I hatched as well," Selina replied. "She thought maybe it had something to do with that one fruit bush she ate once before laying my egg."
"Fruit bush? But I thought basilisks were strict carnivores," Duncan said.
"Mommy said she was out hunting once and smelled a new, very sweet scent. She followed it to find a fruit-bearing bush outside the see-through buildings with plants inside. The fruit apparently smelled so good even to her that she ate the entire bush."
"So THAT'S what happened to it!" Yzma said suddenly.
"What?" the others all said at once.
"Thirteen years ago, Pomona Sprout had only been Herbology Professor for a few years but had somehow acquired a seedling from the monster girl realm; of prisoner fruit! It wasn't enough to change a thousand-year-old basilisk, but it could change her egg into that of a monster girl basilisk!"
"But what will I do now without my Mommy?" Selina cried, wiping her tears on her feathers.
"We can't just leave her down here alone," Harry said.
"Will you take care of me?!" she asking him eagerly, throwing her arms around him and pressing her impressive-and naked!-assets into his chest, making him blush crimson!
"D'uh...um...well I...," Harry stammered.
"Well, technically, she IS YOURS by Right of Conquest, Harry," Duncan chuckled. It was obvious Selina was smitten with her savior.
"That's NOT helping, Cousin!" Harry growled, a counterpoint to the naked monster girl hissing lovingly into his chest.
"He's actually right, Harry," Yzma said seriously. "As of now, Selina is the responsibility of House Potter, and YOU specifically."
"Don't worry, Cousin, the first thing we do is get her some clothes", Duncan assured him.
"Oh, thank Merlin!" Harry huffed.
"We better get this information back to the Staff and the Arkeyan Weapon Masters," Alex said, "They're gonna want solid proof and while the Staff may be convinced I may have a tougher time convincing the eight Governors of the Arkeyan Weapon Masters."
"One thing I still don't get is that the Basilisk mentioned a true master," Harry said, "Could the true master be Professor Milano?"
"I am a direct descendant of Salazar Slytherin himself from the Irish Branch of the Gaunt Family via Isolt Sayre's older sister Camille," said Yzma, "And due to my priesthood training all of my descendants have the ability to speak to snakes. But this is the first time I'm hearing of the basilisk having a true master."
"Let's just get out of here," said Duncan as the group left the chamber. What they didn't know however was that Selina wasn't the only egg that the Basilisk of Slytherin laid nor did they realize that everything else of value had been stripped away even as the dead body of the basilisk had been moved out by the Forces of Darkness.
After the battle in the Chamber of Secrets Alex, Duncan, Yzma and Harry met twit the staff of Hogwarts which included the soon to be new professors Trent and Carlos, Portal Master Yuzu and her partner Dragon Pele to discuss all that had happened. They were all reviewing all that had happened which had been recorded via the trop of time given to Alex by Professor paradox.
"So, the Basilisk has finally been destroyed for good?" Headmaster Dumbledore asked, "That's the best news we've had since this school year began. Unfortunately, the Arkeyan Weapon Masters have seen what was printed in the Daily Prophet and it revealed enough that Isolt Cooper released the Basilisk and caused the attacks. Which means that the Arkeyan Empire is about to declare their final judgement and given all that's been published in all the wizarding publications thanks to our enemies efforts the Arkeyan Weapon Masters will fail Yzma and grant the pureblood and magic only raised circles all they ask for and more."
"But we have proof that Isolt was not doing this willingly," Harry said, "She was being controlled by Tom Riddle. Isn't that enough?"
"None of that is going to do anything to save the situation," Professor Snape sneered clearly assuming the worst, "The Arkeyan Weapon Masters decision is already being made as we speak and nothing we do is going to change it and the forces of Darkness have all the negative energy they could ever want given the events of this school year and the previous school year."
"There is one thing that can change it," said Professor Ted Tonks of the Magical Law, Politics, and traditions class, "I've gone over the empire bylaws and the challenge for position bylaws as well as the bylaws for Yzma's challenge and I found some good news but also some bad news. The good news is that Yzma can have somebody argue her case before the Arkeyan Governors but the bad news is that should she lose the case goes in favor of her enemies. If however Yzma were to win then she'd still have to face one more trial. A show of strength if you will. She'll have to face her primary accuser in all this, the instigator of the challenge: Lucius Malfoy, but if she loses then the match goes in favor of her enemies."
"If this gives us any chance of revering the damage that's already been done by the press in the court of public opinion then I have no choice but to face the Arkeyan Governor's judgement in this way" Yzma said as Aurea Dumbledore opened a portal to send Yzma and Alex along with Harry, Duncan and Selina for support just for good measure. "But it'll be a pleasure to wipe the perpetual smirk off that overgrown ferret's face!"
"And you can be sure that Kai will follow up with challenging your victory over his cousin," Duncan said, then grinned. "Which is why I'LL be there to be your second, Yzma. We might not break their power, but together we WILL give the dark forces a VERY PUBLIC and HUMILIATING bloody nose!"
"Except that it'll be Abigail Bones suffering what you call a very public and humiliating bloody nose in her challenge or have you forgotten about Kai Malfoy's father Varis?" Snape remarked, "And as only Hogwarts Alumni are allowed to challenge and serve as seconds for the challenge for position of School Governor there is no way you'll be able to save Abigail Bones."
"Wrong," Duncan smirked. "I've sent Abigail a special gift, courtesy of the Goblins of Gringotts and Section 13; specifically, to even the odds for her against the high and mighty Varis Malfoy. I'm keeping it secret, as I've begun to notice that too many things spoken out loud tend to get back to our enemies somehow, despite our best precautions."
Little did they know that Duncan was indeed correct as the Mysterious War Lord somehow found out about the new present that Abigail Bones was given and sent a squad to make sure the package never got to Abigail leaving her defenseless in the battle against Varis Malfoy and little did they also know that Lucius and Kai had been warned by Arcanon who in turn told all of his allies including Voldemort.
Author's Note: The Monster in the Chamber of Secrets may be gone but Yzma's real trial is about to begin.
