The Voice
The Voice's inner thoughts
"Parseltongue"
'Thoughts'
"Speech"
Harry was inside the chamber of secrets for the first time in nearly two years. Not the main chamber as he did not want to see the giant snake that had tried to eat him, at least not yet. No, he was still before the caved end section of the chamber.
You should let me guide your hand to write the runes
'You don't think I could do it?'
Harry, your handwriting is tragically muggle, not exactly built for magical runes
Harry frowned, was his handwriting really that bad? He released control of his right hand and he could feel the arm starting to move on its own.
'What do these runes mean?'
You should know, I know that they are in an array rather than singular runes, but they should be familiar from your studies
'Maybe I am not as well versed as we thought'
Jörðstav Represents grounding and stability.
When invoked, this rune allows the traveler to choose a specific moment in time by focusing on a natural element from that area, which is why we are using this stone cave.
Tímarún: The Time Rune symbolizes the flow of time.
This rune acts as the key to unlocking the time travel ability. It must be combined with other runes to function properly.
Forntíð: Represents the past.
When combined with Tímarún, it sends the traveler to a specific point in history. The traveler must hold an object from the desired era to ensure accuracy.
Framtíð: Symbolizes the future.
Using this rune with Tímarún allows the traveler to move forward in time. Visualization of the future world is crucial for successful travel.
Verndarrún: Represents safety and protection.
Essential for any time travel to shield the traveler from paradoxes and temporal dangers. It creates a protective aura around the traveler.
Áfangastaður: Symbolizes the journey's end.
This rune helps the traveler focus on the specific time and place they wish to visit, ensuring a precise arrival.
Fagrahvél: Symbolizes harmony
This allows for us to bring all of the runes together, using all of them at the same time to create our little advantage.
'This is a lot of Nordic runes and magic'
Very good Harry, that would be correct. There is an old tale about a man whose name has been forgotten to time. They simply view him as a man who was magic personified. I do not wish to bore you with the details of a long drawn-out story, so I will give you a shorter version.
Magi the Time Weaver was a powerful mage in the ancient lands of the North, known for his expertise in Nordic runes and his ability to manipulate magic. A prophecy foretold his birth under the brightest star in the sky, destined to use the runes in a unique way to alter history for the betterment of humanity. Magi discovered the mythical time-traveling runes in a hidden cave, embarking on various journeys through time to witness forgotten civilizations and maintain the balance of time.
Throughout his travels, Magi faced challenges and battles against dark forces, most notably against Skuggi, a dark mage who sought to create eternal chaos using the runes. In a climactic battle, Magi trapped Skuggi in a temporal prison, saving the timeline from destruction at the cost of his own strength. Despite this sacrifice, Magi's legacy lived on through stories and songs, with his knowledge of the runes passed down through generations.
As time passed, the legend of Magi continued to inspire future generations, with the belief that a new mage would one day take up the mantle as the guardian of time. This mage would carry on Magi's mission to protect the balance of time and ensure that history unfolded as it should. The enduring legend of Magi serves as a reminder of the delicate nature of time.
'Do you think that is the full story?'
Of course not Harry, there is always going to be more to every story. The only people who will ever know the full truth are those that are there
'So, what is the next step?'
Place the hourglass in the middle of the array and let's create our own time turner
Harry nodded and did as he was told before getting back into starting position and channeling magic into the array of runes, closing his eyes as the magic flared and bright blue flames erupted from the runes followed by a sandy brown color flame.
Open your eyes
Harry did so once he felt the heat wash away, leaving him looking at the tiny hourglass on a rope, the frame shimmering with magic.
You know, this is probably extremely illegal
'Then why would you have me do it?'
Because you don't have three years to catch up and I refuse to let you make anymore plans on your own. Besides since when does something being illegal stop us from doing things? You don't think freeing an on the run prisoner is legal do you?
'I am going to shut up now'
Put the hourglass around you neck and then let's go back 12 hours
'Why that long?'
Because we need to travel back before you arrived here on top of getting in several hours of practice in. We will move into the main chamber and you will practice your spells against the corpse.
'Because it's magically resistant'
Very good
Harry walked into the middle of the scorched runes array, shivering as the icy feeling of magic washed over him, picking up the ice cold hourglass and slipping it over his head and spinning it around 12 times. Once he stopped spinning it, the world around him warped and he found himself standing in the chamber just as it was before he arrived to create the time turner.
He hissed in pain as the time turner burned like a stovetop, and he dropped it as it swung and hit his chest, the thick fabric of his robes protecting him from any further burnings.
Let's get this over with, there is a lot of magic to cover and even with an extra 12 hours daily, you will be hard pressed to learn as much as you need to.
Harry mentally nodded and he moved into the main chamber, the corpse of the sixty foot Basilisk was still completely whole much to his surprise.
You will be hard pressed to use anything short of Fiendfyre that would even put a dent in that hide. It was so magically powerful, it will probably be preserved for another thousand years
'Not if I have anything to say about it'
Good now let's see you use that stunner
Harry's wand slipped into his hand and he cast multiple blue stunners, each one slamming into the hide of the dead snake.
It should be red, you aren't putting enough power into the spell
'How do I put more power into a spell like this?'
I want you to think about the people you dislike the most, imagine being chased by Dudley and his gang. You're running through the streets and finally they corner you in an alleyway, they're getting ready to give you the beating you've been avoiding, imagine that you could knock them out in a single blow.
Harry took a deep breath before he unleashed a stunner that came out a blazing Gryffindor red and slammed into the snake, causing the snake's form to slide several inches as Harry panted as the rage fueled spell drained him.
Excellent, what did you feel when you cast that spell?
'Anger'
Are you mad at the muggles or are you mad at yourself for allowing yourself to be abused by them?
Harry didn't answer as he cast the stunner again and again, each time the spell drained him less and less, his anger being required less and less. The basilisk didn't ever move again like the first successful stunner had caused it to, but by the time that Harry finished practicing the stunner, he could cast it with little more than a flick of his wand.
His stomach growled and Harry cast a tempus charm and was shocked that he had been down there for 7 hours practicing just his stunner.
I told you, 12 hours a day might not be enough
'Could we do more?'
NO!
'It was just a thought'
One that you will banish from your mind this very instant. The human mind is only so strong, only so flexible. You're a 14 year old boy Harry. Imagine the mind is a rubber band from the muggle world, if you stretch it too far, what happens?
'It snaps'
Exactly and upon snapping, is there any repairing it?
'I don't think so'
If you snap your mind by having 48 hour days, you would not be able to recover and that would leave me alone in here with nothing but the dark
'Sorry, I guess I wasn't thinking'
You need to apply yourself more Harry, I will not be able to do all the thinking for us forever. Eventually, you should be more than capable of thinking just as much as me.
Harry nodded as he slowly made his way out of the Chamber of Secrets, his body had built up more fatigue than he realized, his mind much more tired than he had thought possible. He made way back to his bed under his invisibility cloak, sleeping from early evening until the first sunlight.
Upon waking up, he snuck back down to the chamber and went back another 8 hours, training his banishing charm until it was approved by Junior. But this time, it only took him 5 hours. Junior urged him to use the remaining 3 hours for a nap, which he did as he transferred some rubble into a bed.
He went to class, trying his best to quickly learn whatever he was being asked to, before sneaking back down to the chamber once more and redoing the last 10 hours of the day, finally mastering the banishing charm.
Each day was like this and soon November was over, and December had arrived, covering the outside grounds in a blanket of snow.
Dumbledore sat in his office as he used the instrument on the surface of his desk to monitor Harry's movements. The boy had been disappearing for brief moments every single day, but never more than 90 seconds. It was either a really unique error or Harry was using his cloak to avoid someone.
Could it be his former friend Ronald? Perhaps, but most unlikely as Dumbledore had spied the two of them sharing a meal together the previous evening. The reports by his teachers told of a somewhat tired Harry, but one who was dominating their practical magical classes with ease much to the surprise of his teachers.
He was getting all of his charms done on the first try now and was slowly trying to cast first and second year charms silently.
He was capable of complete transfigurations with a jab or tap of his wand, much like how his father had been able to. Harry had been a really good transfiguration student, but he never had been big on the theory side of the branch, but Minnie's last reports told of a boy who seemingly figured it out.
Moody said that Harry was able to throw off the Imperious curse without fail, had mastered casting stunners, could will a shimmering protégé into place at will. He seemed to have been practicing as he was able to cast every spell that Moody was covering before instructions even began.
Babbling said that he had been creating rather brilliant runes arrays, his knowledge of not just Egyptian, Greek, but even Norse runes would be impressive for a fifth year. Which was rather interesting as you either understood Runes or you were clueless in his experience as he remembered even the most brilliant wizards from his past having learning curve issues with the subject … particularly his blond former friend.
Even Snape had little to nothing negative to say about the boy, claiming that his brewing skills had recently become 'adequate enough'.
All of which was great, Harry Potter always had the potential to be a great student, he had always appeared to be among the most powerful students in Hogwarts. But he had never applied himself, partly due to his friendship with Ronald and Hermione. Hermione had been a comfortable safety net, while Ronald had introduced a hint of laziness into the boy. Dumbledore had no issue with that, it allowed Harry to live a rather normal student life for the most part.
But this recent change had him thinking of the last time he saw a student as well balanced and excellent as Harry. And it reminded him of the question that Snape had suggested.
Snape stiffened, "I have a potentially scary question, but it has only popped into my head recently with all this new information"
"Ask away" replied Dumbledore
"As we are both aware, the Dark Lord is still alive. Are we certain that Harry Potter is still Harry Potter?" questioned Snape
At the time, the question had seemed rather ridiculous, there was no way that Harry Potter was the Dark Lord reborn. Because it made no sense, who had been hanging off the back of Quirrell's head? Why would the Dark Lord stop the Dark Lord from returning not once, but twice so far.
Greed? Perhaps, but there had to be more to the story than just wanting to be the only Voldemort walking around. It was time to bring Harry in for a talk … and a deep scan of his magic, you know … just to make sure that there was nothing amiss going on with the boy. It was his responsibility to make sure that the boy lived up to the Prophecy.
December 15th, Thursday:
Dumbledore welcomed Harry into his office, the boy talking the seat across from him. It hadn't been hard to pick a date to talk to Harry. The day before the dueling tournament was to start seemed like the best time. Harry would be at his peak stress levels, and this would be the best time to take a look at the boy.
The scanning wouldn't take more than a couple of minutes, thus what made this such a good moment to do it as well as check in with his 14 year old school champion, with the scanning starting the moment that he crossed the threshold of his office. The small silvery orb on his desk was tuned in with Harry's body, it would tell him if he was healthy or not. It was how he put an end to the Dursley's lack of feeding the boy. The floating spinning top on his desk was also keyed to Harry's magic, tracking the nature of his magic, Dumbledore had to know if there was dark magic being cast. These were the only two devices that he activated, he had recently turned off his silvery globe because it was showing Harry disappearing even when he was in class.
"How are you feeling Harry?" asked Dumbledore
"Little tired" admitted Harry, "But more ready for the dueling than I was for facing the dragon"
"Very good" said Dumbledore with a soft grandfatherly smile, "Not planning to bath Miss Delacour in fire are you?"
Harry frowned, his eyebrows scrunching together, "Would that not work?"
Dumbledore chuckled as he shook his head, "No, she is a Veela. At best, the fire would put her in a bad mood before she does her best to beat you up and down the stage"
Harry nodded, "Thanks for the advice, I will not be using fire against her … Professor, is there another reason that you've called me in here today?"
Dumbledore popped a lemon drop into his mouth, "You are in a rather unique situation Harry. While I am looking into how you were entered into the tournament, I also am questioning how you are"
Harry's eyes bounced around the room, "I feel like I have to be as prepared for this as people who are years older than me. It feels frustrating, like I being set up to fail, but I plan on winning"
"You have every right to feel the way that you do Harry. I am simply trying to find a way to help you. I owe it to you to help you out" stated Dumbledore
"Thanks, but I don't even know what I would ask you for" admitted Harry, "I know you can't really help me with the tournament directly and I don't want you to help me cheat. I want to win this with my own skill and abilities. Taking a shortcut would not make this a real victory, even if I wasn't supposed to be in this, there is no reason not to give it my all"
Dumbledore smiled at Harry's words, "That is a rather wise and mature thought Harry. I wish more students were as even minded as you. If there anything that I can do for you, please do not hesitate to ask me"
Harry stood up and turned around to leave the office, but he froze and after a moment, turned around back to Dumbledore and asked, "I don't know if this counts as cheating, but I was wondering if you have notes on inscribing runes into or onto clothing"
Dumbledore was rather taken back, not because of the question, but rather the fact that Harry had thought to even ask him it. Dumbledore was a rather knowledgeable user of runes, it was made up several of the devices he used to keep track of Harry and make sure that he remains in good health. However, the only people who ever had really seen or experienced his runes woven into his clothing had been his followers in the Order and Voldemort when they had clashed all those years ago.
"I am not all that sure of how you know about this type of magical branch of runes, but I do in fact have notes on how to imbue runes onto clothing" said Dumbledore as he stood up and turned around, reaching up to the top shelf of one of his bookcases and pulling out a small tan journal.
"I read about it in Isaac's Troll expedition" admitted Harry
"That is a seventh year's runes translation assignment" noted Dumbledore as he extended the book across the desk and towards Harry.
Harry nodded as he blushed slightly, "I have found that runes are much more useful than I ever imagined, so I have thrown myself into the study of them in my free time as much as possible"
Dumbledore accepted the answer, there was no sign of Harry lying to him so far. Harry would not be the first young man to show interest in being a academia. Dumbledore, himself, had been a young man who was years ahead of his own peers.
"You have a task in less than 24 hours Harry, do not stay up to late reviewing those notes" said Dumbledore sternly, "I know as tempting as it might be, those runes can take up to 24 hours to become permanent, even if you managed to lay down the array correctly, you would be hard pressed to get any of them functional by the start of the task"
Harry nodded, "Don't worry professor, I will not be applying them with less than 24 hours before the task. It's not worth the risk"
Pleased with the response, Dumbledore watched the boy leave his office with his notes in hand, the boy had been polite, calm, and respectful. He was every bit as Harry as he had been in the past, the only difference was that he looked a little more tired than he had previously. But that was honestly to be expected, the young man was in a stressful and dangerous tournament.
Tapping the small orb on his desk, he was pleased to see that the scan of Harry's body was complete as was the scan of his magic. The orb revealed that Harry was rather healthy, nothing overly impressive but he was in relatively good health.
Narrowing his eyes, there seemed to have been a malfunction, because according to this reading, Harry was nearly 5 weeks older than he actually was. A day or so older could be expected, he had used the time turner with Hermione at least once to his knowledge. But for him to be this much older, it was clearly more than he had expected. He would have to keep a bit of a closer eye on Harry's age, him being closer to 14 years and 7 months than then 14 years old 5 months he should be was a bit surprising.
Putting a pin in that particular issue, he checked on the top. Harry had never used dark magic in the past, but there was always a bit of a lingering taint coming from his scar.
There is none
Dumbledore was taken back by this reading, he had noticed the scar on Harry's forehead growing fainter this year, but he had never thought that there would be no dark magic behind the scar anymore. This was troubling, he had assumed that there was something extra behind the scar, perhaps an addition sliver of Tom. But if there was no dark magic residue, then that meant the future he had been preparing for Harry needed to be changed.
There was no horcrux, there was a future that he had to prepare Harry for, one where he was going to live a long healthy life.
The Next Day:
Harry yawned as he stood in the arena, this time it was the Quidditch pitch. There was a translucent dome of magic wrapped around the triangle pronged stage. There was 3 extended rectangle platforms that all fed into a large circular triangle.
Dumbledore had been right, the runes had taken almost a full 24 hours to imbue into this set of battle robes. Hence why Harry was tired, he was running on close to 4 hours of sleep. But based on the bags around Fleur's eyes, she wasn't fairing much better. Victor looked a fine, but his back was letting less firm, and his shoulders were slumped ever so slightly.
Are you ready to dominate?
'I need to put the world on notice'
Perfect, remember the runes can only handle so much magic, we didn't get fair enough into the notes to apply the best version of them. Use them accordingly
Harry let out air through his nose as he mentally nodded, Fleur gave him a small smile, the edges of her lips twitching upwards, and he understood the thought. He gave her a similar twitching smile, one that was almost instantly replaced by a serious look.
Krum's eyes danced between Fleur and Harry and he scoffed, "Try not to team up on me immediately, don't make it obvious that you two are … friendly"
"Harry is nicer than you, but I take no allies into this duel" spat Fleur
"I plan on taking both of you down by any means possible" admitted Harry
Victor gave a predatory grin, "That is what I wanted to hear, we are the best our schools have to offer, let us act like it"
Harry nodded
"I mean Fleur and I are the best" corrected Victor, "You are the little boy who cheated"
Harry rolled his eyes, "Got it, smack you in the mouth first"
Victor spat on the ground in disgust and Fleur glanced between the two male champions, feeling like she was being cut out of this fight before it even began. However, none of them said anything else, it was not worth wasting words. Harry focused on his breathing as the dueling referee from the ICW came up and provided the ground rules.
"The rules for this duel are quite simple, there is to be no life threatening spells cast on purpose. No dark magic is to be cast, no Fiendfyre either. You are allowed to fight until you are unconscious, if you lose your wand, it does not mean the fight is over. Do you three agree to this?"
There was a trio of nods and the referee said, "Ok, everyone on the count of three, there will be a bang and the duel will begin. Get into position … one … two … three … BANG!"
None of them made a move, each one of them eyeing one another, cautiously bouncing their eyes, trying to figure out which of them would make the first move.
Hold your ground Harry, let the brute make the first move. It will be his first mistake
Victor was indeed the first to break and he slashed his wand in a circle, sending a tornado of cutting curses out from his body.
Harry jabbed his wand and lighting flew out the end and ripped right through the tornado of spells, before slamming into a dome of magic around Krum. Krum gave a blood thirsty grin as Fleur flicked her wand and banished all of the debris from the cutting curses back Krum.
He countered by banishing the debris, while also transfiguring all of it into arrows. Harry could hear the whistle in the air. He twisted his wand and redid the transfiguration into bubbles and Fleur giggled as she was popped a bubble with her wand, none of the arrows having survived.
Victor narrowed his eyes at Harry, clearly he was recalculating things he thought of Harry as he saw Harry deal with two rather advanced spells with ease. Harry didn't wait for him to react before using his wand to write out a 'V' and conjuring a trio of giant eagles that immediately attacked Victor.
Whirling around to Fleur, Harry blasted a tsunami like wave at her with a slash of his wand. But she merely smirked as she blasted white feathery flames from the end of her wand that completely overpowered the water. Steam flooded the arena and Harry groaned as his glassed fogged up, limiting his vision.
He sent a pulse of magic out that pushed the steam away, but just as he regained a hint of sight, he felt a jerking sensation feel his body as a rope around his right ankle ripped him off his feet and he was suspended in the air by his ankle.
He slashed through the line and as he was falling, a powerful Bombarda curse slammed into him body, the runes imbued into his robes saving him from a painful crash as he slammed into the warding at the back end of his platform.
Coughing as he rolled over onto all fours, Harry slashed his wand before jabbing it into the ground, transfiguring the ground of Victor's platform into ice. The Bulgarian immediately slipped, hitting his head on the ground. Fleur conjured a whip of flames that she slammed down on the downed boy, his roar of pain as the flames lashed him across the torso, the icy floor of his platform melting.
Growling as he climbed back up to his feet in a single motion, he cast several Colloshoo spells at Fleur, one managed to hit her and she tried to move to the side, but her shoes had merged with the ground. She threw up a shield just in time as a series of tiny birds erupted from Harry's wand and attacked her.
A pitch black glimmering spell left Krum's wand and blitzed Fleur's shield, shattering it upon hitting it and Harry watched as Fleur dropped to the ground to avoid the spell, before she cut through her shoelaces and left the shoes behind.
Engorgio Skullus is a rather dark but extremely rare spell, no wonder the referee didn't say anything about it. He probably doesn't know what it does
'It sounds like he makes the head grow bigger'
No, it causes the skull to explode
' oh'
…
' Oh!'
Harry narrowed his eyes as he locked them on Krum
Everte Statum
The spell was so overpowered as Harry's anger fueled the spell that it slammed right through Krum's shield and sent him flipping backwards before he slammed into the warding.
Harry felt a stunner almost hit him, but it warped around his body as his magic pulsed inside of his body, and slung it back at Fleur who let out a gasp of surprise before she deflected it with her wand towards Krum.
Flipendo Tria
The spell left Fleur's wand and the spell ripped up the ground, flinging the debris all around. Harry had to throw up a shield to avoid getting hit by anything.
Krum had a rather different approach as he weaved in and out of the flying debris, before he launched several spells at Harry. Harry's shield was already weakening, thus the third and fourth spell came through and hit Harry. Harry's runes absorbed the Expelliarmus spell, but they couldn't do anything to the spell that wrapped him in robes. The act of his arms being slammed into his sides, caused him to drop his wand.
Unable to cast a shield charm without his wand, Harry seemed to be a sitting target. Especially when Harry sat down on the ground, closing his eyes as if he was giving up. But no matter what spell Krum cast, they simply warped and wrapped around Harry, but never hit him.
Harry was panting from the effort of sending pulse after pulse of magic out, he was also slowly loosening the binds with each pulse. Krum thought that he as defenseless, but Harry actually had Krum right where he wanted him.
Gritting his teeth, Krum stopped targeting Harry, leaving him alone as he turned his full attention over to Fleur who had used the moment of no attention on her to free her shoes and put them back on. Harry could hear them trading spells, his magic bubbling under his skin as he focused on escaping the robes that wrapped him from his ankles to his shoulders.
He heard a yelp from Fleur and opened his eyes to see she was in a similar situation to him as she had gotten overpowered by Krum while Harry had been focusing his magic.
Do you feel that?
'The build up of magic?"
That is not a light spell, this referee needs to pull Fleur out of the duel or she's going to get hurt
But it didn't happen and Junior's words came to be true as green Greek flames exploded out of Krum's wand and slammed right into the face of Fleur, causing Harry to freeze as the sound of her screams sent chills down his skin, his skin covered in goosebumps as he watched as the Veela girl managed to absorb most of the flames with her magical properties. But as she collapsed to the ground, Harry watched in horror as the skin along the right side of her face simply slid off.
He felt his stomach lurch and vomit fill his mouth as bubbling bloody blisters popped all along the area that her skin had been and his green eyes met her single crystal blue one, the other one was gone under the melted together skin of her eyelids, prior to it rolling into the back of her head as she passed out from the pain.
Even then, the referee didn't call the match and Krum raised his wand to hit her with another spell when everyone stopped moving as the entire arena grew ice cold, Krum frozen form shivering.
Harry scowled as his magic exploded outwards, manifesting in pure wind that shredded the ropes all over his body. He extended his left hand his wand shot out into his hand before he turned and glared at Krum then the referee.
"what's a MATTER WITH YOU!" snarled Harry as his magic blanketed the area before crushing Krum to the ground with pure force, "CALL THE MATCH!"
That apparently was what was needed to have the referee do his job and there was a stop called as medics were summoned to attend to Fleur and her injuries.
Madame Maxime was fuming as she arrived down on the arena as the medics finally were taking Fleur off her platform, Dumbledore was giving the referee a rather harsh lashing for not stopping the fight sooner, questioning the dark magic that Krum had gotten away with. Karkaroff was beside Dumbledore, giving a lackluster and halfhearted defense of his student.
You are going to hurt him aren't you?
'I should kill him'
No, death would be too kind for him, public humiliation will have to do. You are going to embarrass him to the point that people will laugh at him for the rest of his life. You will have him looking so pathetic that the Post wouldn't be able to show it on the front page tomorrow
Harry agreed with Junior and he walked over to Fleur who was already bandaged and about to be transported to Saint Mungo's.
"Thank you" she whispered
"Don't worry about it Fleur, I did what was right" said Harry before they took her away.
Before Madame Maxime left back to the Judge's table, Harry stopped her by putting his hand on her elbow.
She stopped and looked down at him and any retort she was about to issue out disappeared when she took in who she was stopped by. Instead her eyes warmed up and she somberly said, "Thank you for stopping the match, you've done Fleur a great service. I will be following her to the hospital after the fight is finished"
Harry bit the inside of his cheek to stop himself from frowning, "Make sure that you have a great view of the fight. Fleur is going to want to see your memory of the rest of it"
He didn't say anything else as he turned and returned to the repaired platform, the third prong having been removed, making it a single long rectangle now. Harry on one end and his victim on the other end, both of them taking their places.
"Begin" said the referee
Harry slashed his wand upwards and the ground exploded in front of Krum, sending the older boy flying into the air before Harry drove his wand downwards and caused Krum to be slammed into the ground.
Krum groaned as he rolled back to his feet, banishing as much as the ripped up ground at Harry who sent out of a pulse of wind that built a barrier in front of him that stopped everything in its track.
Incendio Tria
As the flames left Krum's wand, Harry growled in disgust before he left his magic guiding him to suck in as much air as he could before blowing a maelstrom out, his elemental abilities snuffing out the flames.
"A fucking elemental wizard" snarled Victor, "Block this with your little wind"
Golden feathers shot out of the end of his wand and Harry spun his wand as a shimmering dome appeared around him to protect him from the feather. It was the right decision as the feathers melted the platform around him and Harry felt heat wash over his body even inside of the dome.
Zlatni plamŭtsi na smŭrtta (Golden Flames of Death), it's a Bulgarian spell. Extremely dark magic, but Krum wouldn't know it, it's way before his time.
But not before mine, I learned it back when I was traveling the world in my youth. I taught it Igor as a sign of faith when he joined my inner circle. Clearly he's been teaching people my little secrets, he's lucky that I do not have my own body to punish him for this type of action.
Harry understood how the spell got it's name as he slashed his wand from his left hip up through to his right shoulder and Krum tried to shield the monstrous bolt of purple lighting that tore through the golden flames, wiping them out in the process.
Krum's shield had the resistance strength of wet rice paper as the bolt of lightning struck Krum directly in the chest, causing the young man to spasm as he collapsed to the ground.
Flipendo
Flipendo
Flipendo
Krum's shaking form was blasted backwards, juggled by the spell that kept sending him crashing into the warding.
Ennervate
Harry hit Krum directly in the head with this spell, ensuring that he would not be knocked out anytime soon. Krum was clearly concussed at this point as he swayed trying to climb to his feet.
He wobbled as he raised his wand at Harry who batted aside the stunner spell that had managed to be on target, ignoring the other three stunners that weren't even close.
Orbis
Krum found his legs locked in place as hie feet was magically stuck to the ground and he transfigured the rubble behind Harry into a large brown bear. The bear snarled as it moved to swipe at Harry with his massive paw, but Krum could only watch in horror as Harry didn't even turn around, but the wind around him picked up.
That was the only sign of things to come as the wind sliced the bear apart, shredding the transfigured bear back into debris.
Tarantallegra
The spell left Harry's wand and hit Krum in the chest, his legs spasming before breaking right at the knee, causing the boy to fall backwards. His legs spasming still as the spell forced the broken limbs to dance about in what should have been a comical manner.
"Do you feel in confident that you made the right choice?" snarled Victor as he cast some overpowered healing spell that repaired his legs, "You should learn not to play with your food"
Tergeo
Krum's spell hit the entire platform, clearing it of all of the breaks and tears, the debris vanishing as well. The two of them glaring at one another, Krum took a step forward with a limp, his legs were functioning but clearly not at their peak conditioning.
A yellow beam shot out of his wand and Harry felt Junior urge him to redirect the spell with magic. He did so and the spell was too powerful to slingshot back at Krum, instead escaping his magic's grip and slamming into the warding to his left.
That was a modified blood freezing spell
Harry twisted his wand as he jabbed it, the ground behind Krum exploded as vines ripped through the platform. But Krum swirled his wand, flames circling his feet, burning away the vines as fireballs launched themselves at Harry who shot a much smaller bolt of lightning through the projectile flames and at Krum.
Krum threw his body to the side, slashing another pitch black spell at Harry, who banished the spell with a burst of magic.
Both of the duelers were panting with effort and Harry raised his wand to cast a stunner, but felt this body heat up instead as his magic was struggling to keep up with the demands of the battle.
You are at your limits
' I guess my age is catching up to me'
You should be proud that you lasted this long, you threw around more magic than any other 14 year old boy ever did
'Release the rune?'
Yes
Harry spun his wand around and tapped his battle robes on the center of his chest thrice and Krum watched as the pale boy's skin returned closer to normal, his breathing growing less labored.
"What did you do?" grumbled Krum
"All the magic we've been throwing around, I have runes on my robes that absorb magic. Once they are full or I am empty, they refill me body with the extra energy" answered Harry as he cast a massively overpowering banishing charm at Krum who was flung backwards, sending the older boy slamming into the warding once more.
Krum raised his wand to aim at Harry, but didn't cast a spell as he realized that if he didn't knock Harry out with whatever the next spell he used, he would only be fueling the younger boy's future assault on him.
Gritting his teeth, Krum slightly cast his next spell
Levicorpus
He frowned as it didn't appear to work on Harry, who smirked in return as Krum realized too late that the spell had been bounced back as he was ripped off his feet, dangling by the ankle.
Brackium Emendo
Brackium Emendo
Brackium Emendo
Brackium Emendo
Harry whipped his wand at all four of Krum's limbs, a large confident grin on his face as all four spells were on target. The spell was unfamiliar to Krum, but he understood why the boy was happy when each one of them hit their target and his limbs became boneless noodles.
"Professor Lockhart taught me this one" said Harry before he used his most overpowered Banishing charm of the day to blast Krum through the warding and into Karkaroff's lap in the judge's booth, causing the referee to call an end to the duel as he summoned Krum's wand.
Harry turned to the equally awestruck and cheering crowd, the masses of both Hogwarts and the French school cheering for him, as the Northern school had scowling looks on their face.
He raised his hands in the air victoriously, before taking a deep victory bow, relishing in the moment. He tapped his wand on Krum's, putting the wand in the middle of a giant ice cube and before casting an anti-melting charm on the ice and banishing the block at Krum's head.
As he climbed down from the platform, he felt himself grow dizzy, but pushed through it. He knew that a 20 hour nap fueled by the time turner was definitely in order after a long day of dueling.
Dumbledore popped in next to him in a flash of flames as Fawkes landed on Harry's shoulder, crying out in his ear and providing him a jumpstart spark of energy.
"You did unbelievably well today Harry" said Dumbledore
"I try" said Harry before he folded over and vomited all over the ground as his body spasmed
"There it is, I was wondering when you would start to suffer the effects of throwing around too much magic" said Dumbledore, "You broke a promise to me with the runes as well"
"I didn't" countered Harry as he wiped his mouth, "I had the runes in place before I got your notes, all you did was confirm what I had done"
Dumbledore resisted the urge to frown as his magic told him that Harry was not lying to him.
"Very well Harry" conceded Dumbledore, "You shall be happy to know that Miss Delacour was successfully healed, her skin being regrown"
Harry gave a tired smile, "Good, she didn't deserve to be treated like that by Krum"
"Yes, it was most dishonorable the manner in which he was able to use very dark magic" admitted Dumbledore
"He could have killed us if any of those more serious spells had hit us" complained Harry, "Who picked this referee? Who was in charge of that?"
"Harry, that is partly why I came to meet you, the referee who was here today was not the real referee" said Dumbledore slowly
"Huh?"
"It seems that this referee who witnessed this match was someone who used Polyjuice to shapeshift into the referee and provide a bias edge against you. The actual referee just arrived at the ministry, his mind wiped of the last 24 hours" explained Dumbledore
Harry felt a bubble of fear inside his chest, "Who is doing this to me Professor?"
Dumbledore looked at him with pity, "I don't know Harry, but this time there will be no holding back Moody. He's the best person for an investigation, we will find them"
Harry shivered as he tried to put it together, "I need to be more vigilante it seems"
"I agree, you need to keep your wits about you" said Dumbledore, "However, I pray that you find the culprit before I do. For I might not be able to hold back as much as you would"
Harry felt fear grip his spine as Dumbledore and Fawkes left in a burst of flames, just as they had arrived.
That is why I told you that we want to fight like Dumbledore and not Voldemort
'I see it now'
Good, now let's get some sleep, we have a lot more training to go over
A/N: Hi, I hoped you like this chapter, I wrote all of it today (8/23/2024). Victor Krum had the potential to be a real menace in the OG story coming from a school that supposedly promotes the Dark Arts, yet we never see a single thing that makes him a real threat.
Well, he's going to a fucking problem for Harry and Fleur in this tournament. He might not be a bad person, but that doesn't make him a good person.
The pairing is undecided still, but I will admit that I am heavily leaning towards a Fleur/Harry story again. Especially since Harry is going to be physically aging up closer to her age by the time the year ends.
If you have any questions, feel free to drop a review or send a PM.
As always, please think about joining my discord, lots of conversations and just overall good vibes in there. Join using invite code: 5fw6aXK3
Until next time