Harry Potter : Another Dark Lord - Chapter 17 : Basilisk
Inside a dark alley of London street a youth and a smaller shadow appeared from thin air. The blackened brick walls and the gutted trash bin stained the newcomer shoes and robe. A rodent sprinted away, abandoning its half eaten rotten apple. The orphan boy exited the alley wearing clothes different from the black robe he had a moment ago. Asking for direction, the student thanked the woman for her help. Reaching 4 Blenheim Crescent, Notting Hill, London, the newcomer could read 'The Books For Cooks story' on the small red store. He walked in, smiling.
Returning from his trip, Mikhael had to walk before reaching the castle. His plan was advancing. Still not completed, he needed more time. The boy went to his least favorite professor's office. The blond teacher was sitting on his desk with three kind of letters pile. The professional brightened at the visitor appearance, its smile shone brighter when he heard the student request. Holding in hands his 'Magical Me' autobiography, Lockhart happily signed it for his new fan. The celebrity kept talking about his exploit, preparing his next lesson with a fight on how he subdued a werewolf with his strong muscles. He made a strong pose before allowing the student to go, the older man had some letters left to read and answer, he couldn't betray his fan base faith in him.
Exiting with his signed book the orphan cast the Human-presence-revealing, he didn't want to meet anyone while going to the library. At each hallway corner the second year casted the spell, avoiding some group, making detour. It was insufferable, each time he advanced he had to take another way for the library. The orphan had enough, if the beast and its master met him, he would have to act according to the situation. He couldn't let the school paranoid affect him.
Walking down a stair a ministry security agent stopped the walking student. The man asked him why the green robe was alone, where was he going, what was his intention. Not satisfied with the answers the wizard checked the book in the student's hands, it was suspicious, a lone student wandering the school's corridor. The older wizard kept his wand pointed to his suspect while checking the book. The man's training didn't let him lower his vigilance, the current suspect could be the one who killed and petrified the previous victims, who knew, magic allowed a lot of things. Nothing could be found in the book, it was just an autobiography about the buffoon of teacher and it was signed. The ministry security agent laughed at his own paranoia, such an environment wasn't good for nerves. The older wizard reprimanded the student one more time before letting him go and interrogating a group of students coming this ways.
Reaching destination, the book changed into a library pass for the Restricted Section. The green robe presented the pass to the librarian Madam Pince, who in turn made extra sure of the note, as though suspecting forgery. Her stern gaze wasn't intimidating the youngster it only increased his annoyance after his previous check control. The woman waved her wand for the second time. It didn't undo any transfiguration. It was a real pass, signed by the only unconscious school's teacher. She sighed, it didn't please her to let a young student having access to this section, but rules were rules. She would complain to the headmaster for such a loophole, it was for the safety of the student.
After getting his pass back, the student browsed the restricted section as fast as he could. He wouldn't have another legal chance, not with the headmaster trust level. Bookshelves were filled with dangerous knowledge, the 'Most Potent Potions' was an example among the different papers. Potion was something he searched before. He already had list of potions to help his progression, to further it and find better and probably more expensive would take a time he could use for another research with higher priority.
The danger roaming in the school, the beast that killed fifty years ago could attack at any time, it was the highest priority. The student had hypothesis about it, the beast nature was almost sure, the only ghost in the castle that was made around that time told him how she died. To protect himself or to survive such an encounter with a great possibility of meeting the beast master at the same time, the orphan searched for the most potent and destructive magic. Fiendfyre was a fire he already read in other references, but the book about it in this section helped him to understand better about the most destructive fire as the different author approached this curse fire with a different angle study.
Many tomes were under strange protective spell. One of them, took the shape of a human face and screamed with all its might. The librarian came to investigate the disturbing noise, but couldn't find the source. The orphan had applied the silencing charm on the screaming tome before asserting his will on the object. The old book contained the author last effort and volition to protect his life work. The mental confrontation was different from the weak animal and the disturbed prisoners. The shell of a dead wizard's will broke and the tome never showed its defensive mechanism even after being place back to its place and open again.
The most worthy information from this tome on medieval curse was the reference to another dark book. The book 'Secrets of the Darkest Art', the tome was praising the author on how it created some variant from the book curses like a blood boiling curse with a varying amount of power according to the moon position in the sky. The book with the original curse was nowhere to be found. Such a knowledge was either destroyed or hidden in another place. A shame, it would have been a great help to consolidate the ex prisoner knowledge obtained from his fellow inmates. Maybe he would find a copy at later time in Knockturn Alley.
Putting a pile of old tome on rituals on the library table, the young wizard wrote down new ingredients, runes, offerings and how they were used on ritual and what effect they had. With enough materials and knowledge, he would one day prepare custom ritual with no side effect and great enchantment. Some rituals were new to him and the category to summon demon from another realm was a fresh idea. Those creatures should have a different magical or energy system to help them travel dimensions. The power behind shouldn't be underestimated.
A certain dark wizard glorified in his note the power of the Resurrection Stone. It was for him, a law breaker item that could conduct proper demon ritual if used correctly. This fabled Deathly Hallows was one among the legendary artifacts. The ability to summon the soul was in a way, making a connection to the underworld. The dark wizard had wrote hypothesis on the runes engraved on the Resurrection Stone and how to changed them to open gate to other worlds. If the dead man wasn't delirious, summoning the deceases had charm itself. The orphan could find the time to ask his mother and father about a question that torment him each time he remembered it, this time there wouldn't be any interference. The green robe speculated he could in theory also summon the greatest wizards and witches to learn and deepen his understanding on magic.
If the student had the stone, he would at first summon the dead first year's soul and get its death story, his parent could wait. The potential of this theory would remove any suspicions on the orphan and clear any rumor of the first year death. Dwelling on dream was wasting the student time. His hand scribbled down the use of the unicorn horn and heart for body strengthening and purifying, he would find the most efficient way to use those rare ingredient he obtained the last year. The ritual adept had noticed the bushy head reading his work for some time already. Unperturbed the green robe continued as all his work and reading inks were under a disillusionment spell while an invisible third eye help him to see through the magic layer.
Hermione frown. She couldn't understand why he was reading an empty book and writing without ink on his notebook.
" Hie Mikhael, what are you doing ? Is it true you hit Ginny at the Great Hall ? I wasn't there but Harry told me what he saw, but not everything, he was scared of something. Moreover Jacob didn't speak at all in the common. That was strange because the two of them always discuss about the seeker position and how great it was to be the youngest one of the century, even Ron was silent. Hey, are you listening ? What is that ? I can't recognize the book. Why is it blank ? Are you messing with the library property ? If that's the case I have to call madam Pince. Hey, speak to me. Why are you ignoring me ? Come on. Please. Please, talk to me. We are, I fear, I mean, please, please help me. ", the lion girl started panicking as she was ignored. For a minute, she stayed silent. Her eyes started watering.
When she heard the scribbling stopped, she beamed as the student voice ask her what she needed.
" Thanks, thank you. You know, last year when you help me with Nicolas Flamel. I didn't thank you properly, thank you again. I said that a lot now, it's strange isn't ? Where was I, yes, I searched for month in the library, but couldn't find a creature that could kill and petrified its victims. The basilisk was one of my main suspect since it is a snake and its gaze it lethal. However, I can't figure how it could move unnoticed in the castle nor how it could petrify a cat, a ghost and a student instead of killing them like Colin. Maybe, there is two Slytherin horror instead of one. I tried to search with Harry but Ron is such a lazy and bad influence on him, playing wizard chess with their new friend Jacob. ", the girl unleashed all her insecurity on the silent Slytherin.
" Meet me in a week, by then I would have the time to search more about it. Don't forget the ten Galleons, like before. ", Mikhael didn't stop her to hug him this time. It seemed she had it hard in her house. Only the wizard savior was cordial with her. The rest of her house mate showed cold shoulder when they didn't insult her for being a know it all. It was mainly the red head who was envious of her academic achievements.
The day before valentine, a school gray owl entered the Ravenclaw common room, disturbing a blond first year who was painting the shape of a deathly winged horse. The packet the bird transported was to her name. As the younger girl opened her gift, an Asian girl with long, shiny dark hair and a freckled nose stopped her curly, reddish-blond hair friend from taking the first year possession. Unlike her friend, she had witnessed the event at the Great Hall when a house mate call that strange girl Loony. The poor second year Terry Boot was forced to kneel, and he had difficulty breathing. At that time, she had to flee away. She wasn't safe with all this dark smoke in the Great Hall. Some of her senior had tried to help the poor Terry, only to suffer the same fate as darkness polluted the dinner room. She remembered too well the burning eyes from the green robe wizard. The Asian student wasn't willing to try her luck with the devil and looked at the forest surrounding the castle.
The tallest thestral, Bob happily tore apart the bloody meat waste the black and green robe brought to it. The orphan spent the valentine day out of Lockhart dwarfs reach. As it was a raining Sunday, no other students were outside, seeing him, feeding the horse like herd. The group of creature didn't fight among themselves and patiently waited for their turn. The last rabbit the orphan caught in the forbidden forest was disemboweled by the sharp fangs, the little baby Betty gave birth was growing splendid. The fleshless creature reached a meter tall which was quite high for its age.
The wizard noticed spiders fleeing to the forbidden forest. Their behavior was suspicious. The only mention of such a conduct was when arachnids detected the presence of their mortal enemy, the basilisk. If the creature left behind by his house founder was a basilisk, it would make sense. As a parseltongue, his 'heir' could control the horror to remove the unworthy. Since the beast gaze was lethal, the victim like Colin and the student fifty years ago should have seen the creature dead eyes. Then, how to explain the cat, ghost and Justin's petrification.
The first incident was at the second floor. It was inundated because of the ghost haunting the girl bathroom. The second case include a ghost and a student. The orphan couldn't find the reason why both case resulted in petrification instead of death. He had a suspicion. It could be the reason, but it relied on the victim luck. This lead was unsure, there was too many details and possibilities.
As the student was playing with the newly death horse child, an abnormally tall figure approached the herd. The half-giant was the school was the gamekeeper. The man bored a sad face. Roosters were feed to the omnivores creatures. The man didn't ask why the student was there, he just let his dead birds to the animals before leaving. Seeing the bird kind, the second year blinked, his ears slightly pinned back. Was it a sign from god.
The orphan grabbed the silver chain hidden by his shirt. Attached to it, there was a small crystal orb and an old cross of wood and metal. His finger caressed the cross before putting the chain back at its original place. The mortal weakness of the king of snake was the crowing of a rooster, like the dead birds at his feet. The heir, in the school had prepared the field to let his beast free of this mortal danger.
Tendril of darkness enveloped one of the untouched carcass. The dead bird got up. It could walk. It could fly for a small distance. It could obey its creator command, but couldn't utter its characteristic loud cry. Instead, there was a deformed guttural sound. It wouldn't work. The black substance dispersed and the dead body stopped moving. The wizard waved his wand, a stone transfigured into a rooster. Another wave made the bird feet stuck to the ground. It struggled, striving with its wings before shooting a strong crowing.
Satisfied the wizard burned the fake animal to ashes.
The youngest thestral gave sad face.
" You wished to see me headmaster ? ", the second year remembered a similar appointment. What was the reason for the summon this time, his integration within his house, the incident with the lions, his trip to London or his recent visit to the library. Whatever the reason, the old man would play the fool, but it would also be a great occasion to learn again from the great wizard. The last time, the student learned how to use his magic to influence the other by intimidation.
" Yes my boy, candy ? You don't know what you miss. Madam Pince informed me of your, recent activity in the library, Restricted Section. Could you enlighten an old man of your purpose ? ", the headmaster opened his office window before sitting again. So, the library was under observation. Good thing the book the student checked were put under disillusionment spell. It wouldn't be good if the leader of light knew too much on his activities. Maybe the unidentified ward on the bookshelves recorded which book was used, if that was case, why playing such a game.
" I was searching about the beast, the one who caused me to go to Azcaban. ", the second year emphasized on the prison part. Giving half true information was what the old wizard excelled at. It was a difficult art to master, but the situation allowed the orphan to witness the pinnacle of manipulation before his eyes. It was a dangerous game.
" Did you find something my boy ? You know, with old age, it becomes difficult for us, elder, to remember. Our memory is not as good as your. You my boy and the other student are our future, our hope for a better world. I can't allow you to access this section. I hope you understand it's a difficult choice for me to make, I wish the best for all my student and for one who seek knowledge, to be refuse this right, pained me more than you think. You are too young my boy, this knowledge is dangerous, even for me. You know, Mikhael, I can't see you like other student. You make me remember my past. I had proven, as a very young man, that power was my weakness and temptation. Please, don't make the same mistake I did. ", the leader of light met the student eyes, but didn't try to enter his mind, from his previous meeting, he knew he couldn't get anything. The snake house student noted how the man use his age and 'good' intention to pry on his discovery and restraining his resources at the same time.
" I see. I didn't find much, there was no creature that could kill without letting any trace and petrified at will. Is that all headmaster ? ", the orphan kept his finding for himself. He couldn't trust the person who accept to send him to the wizard prison because of a rumor and his personal dislike and suspicion. The conversation ended as the older wizard asked him just to wait a moment for listening to a song before he could leave.
Entering the open window, the headmaster's familiar showed its magnitude. The phoenix had crimson feathers on its body and a golden tail as long as a peacock's. The claws and beak were gleaming gold while the eyes were black. The scarlet body feathers glowed faintly in the office darkness, it observed the student with regular head tilting. Fawkes bent his head back before starting its song.
At the sound coming from the animal, the ritual adept clenched his teeth. The melody wasn't soothing his heart. It recalled him how he didn't hide while training. He remembered a goblet he broke with his hand when his control slipped away. What would have happened if it was the blond girl hands. The animal music guided the student memories to all his hidden fear, never reaching his objectives, failing to progress, the rejection he could face when he would reveal all his doing to his close friend.
The animal magic was cut down by tendril of magic. The desperate thoughts stopped. The student face relaxed. He erected his defense in time. Now, the phoenix song which was supposed to increase the courage of the good and to strike fear into the hearts of the evil was effect-less since the bird magic was destroyed before it could reach its target. Instead, what the second year heard was a just a bird deafening singing.
Closing the office door, the student noticed a smile on the headmaster face.
The 'prank' in school changed from the changing hair color to vomit inducing fake cake found on the robe of green and silver table. Goyle and Crabbe were the first victims, not verifying the free dessert. Mikhael didn't make the same mistake as his silver chain became hotter when the fake cake was in his hand. It was the signal that something harmful was in his food. The orphan stopped the blond first year from eating her share, pointing the two vomiting boys. The Ravenclaw stared intensely the cake, broke a small part and gobbed it down, her expression's color became green.
While both were moving to the library, they met aurors stopping their path as the girl shared her concern about her tired friend in the lion house. Another team of ministry agent were transporting a familiar face on a stretcher. The bushy hair was static, a mirror on her left hand. Next to her, there was the petrified body of an older student. Both were attacked at the same time.
Mikhael felt lucky, if he and Luna came earlier, it could have been them instead. His suspicions were confirmed at the mirror sight. The student was certain of the beast behind the attack. Should he take care of it or let it roamed freely. Should he tell it to the headmaster or the ministry agent. No, he couldn't. They would probably arrest him for the discovery. They would think he was behind all of that and order the beast to attack while he was away to discard any suspicion on him.
Bothered by their still presence, the ministry man retold them to gather at the Great Hall for the big announcement. The headmaster was removed of his function since he couldn't stop another attack. The ministry speaker-man informed the student that the president of the Bord of Governors Lucius Malfoy would take the headmaster place temporary. The last information shared to the gathered student and professor was that the real culprit who was arrested fifty years ago was sent to the wizard prison again. Still, they should stay prudent since the beast was still roaming the school, more of aurors would come to protect the student.
The school security increased. The usual number team of ministry security agents doubled with the arrival of external wizards expert in guarding. The newcomers helped to decrease the tiredness of the patrolling teams as they had more members to cover the castle surface. The new headmaster was unsure if the arrest of the gamekeeper was enough to stop the attack. It had work fifty years ago, but there was only one attack at that time, what if the beast became more aggressive with time.
With the ministry security agents new population and collaborator, the orphan was pestered each time he went to train. What was he doing alone, outside, for how long, who was he meeting, all those questions were repeated for a day by different wizards or witches patrolling the black lake. Annoyed at the interference, the orphan kept his calm and responded the same each time. It worked for a time, but then, an agent stayed behind to observe the orphan's training, not believing the student claim. Mikhael had to restrained himself for this session. It was insufferable. In the end the student stopped training outside and did all his exercises in the room of the seven floor, disillusioned.
Draco became ecstatic, wanton. His father was there to help him, the Quidditch pitch almost booked all week by the snake house. Detention became father and son bounding time and it negated the points taken. Only the presence of the ministry security agent stopped the blond snake to go overboard, not all of those wizards and witches were in his father pocket. Potter and Weasley suffered the most from this time as they were the favorite blond snake's taunt and almost unrestrained bully. Even when the arrogant green robe started a conflict, the latter received half the punishment duration and the house point removed were nullified.
Malfoy senior started slowly to integrate new school rule, segregating the non pure-blood. Muggle-born were prevented to play or train Quidditch under the pretext that the danger in the school could target them, it was for their security that they had to restrain their activity outside their house common room. They even had to eat at later time than pure-blood for the same excuse. As they were the target, it was easier to protect them if they eat at the same time, all together under the supervision of the ministry agent. They had to keep their voice down to not attract the beast attention. The weasley twins lost around a hundred points this way because they spoke too loud.
Mikhael wasn't exempt from those rule, but he just disillusioned himself before enjoying the school kitchen service where he would see the blond first year trying pudding recipe from a cooking book.
After a search in London market, the young wizard found his last preparation for the fine price of 10 pound sterling per rooster. The poor bird quality didn't matter as long as it was able to emit their crowing strongly. The student paid for the full batch of fourteen birds. The money wasn't his, as a veteran thief, habit died hard. The scene was comical as the cages were all lift without a problem by a boy whom face was hidden by the rosters feathers.
Walking a while before reaching the familiar dark alley, outside prying eyes, the student transfigures his purchase into a bracelet. Today was the day, he was ready. Calling his friendly elf Barpy, the student vanished from the London city and appeared at the forbidden forest limit, hidden by trees the duo separated. It hurt the orphan, but it was necessary. The less he interacted with those creatures, the less they witnessed.
The house elves were a great help but they wouldn't betray Hogwarts and they trusted wizard almost blindly. Even if the student asked them to keep secret for him, those small servants reported to the leader of light. They betrayed him when the headmaster used his excuse of the school security. A quick scan in the house elf and the orphan saw memories where the leader of light had scanned the elf mind while getting response on the student action and whereabout. London trips and work on the seven floor weren't a secret anymore and it dated for days.
Disillusioned, the student reached the location of the first accident of this school year. The ghost haunting this bathroom wasn't present. The young wizard transfigured a one of the rooster into a snake. 'Say Open', the second year forced his will on the animal. Hissing sound revealed a secret entrance as expected. Summoning the third eye spell, the orphan checked for any danger before levitating himself into the sink tap. He didn't need any light source with his thievery spell could see through the darkness.
At the bottom of the passageway were amassed trashes and small skeletons of different rotting state. The student scanned the stone corridor. Through a series of cavernous maze-like crypts and dungeons there wasn't any obstacles that leaded to the chamber entrance. At the closed door, the student was surprised by a shed skin. The approximate size of the beast was way bigger than expected. No plan was perfect, there was always set back. The wizard prepared himself, recalling all his precaution and plans, adapting it to the new variant.
Ordering his snake to speak, the stone snakes decorating the entrance moved to unlock the path. A vast chamber stretched ahead. Along the path were rows of serpent heads. The door entrance closed up as the student entered the chamber. The serpent statue bodies rested in pools of black water. Ahead was an enormous statue of his house founder, Salazar Slytherin. The ritual adept admired the Chamber of Secret. It was accessible only by those who were Parseltongue or used his inferior Imperius Curse on a snake. Once it was safe, he could use it to train instead of the come and go room where he could meet anyone knowing the room.
Waving his hand the wizard reverted the transfiguration on his snake and roosters. The room was huge, not knowing where the basilisk could exit, the green robe placed all his birds in cage around the statue, the chamber corner and near the waterfall. The fourteen rooster barely covered the chamber possible entrance for the beast when the door opened. The young wizard didn't have the time to set all his preparation for the fight against the Slytherin heir when the newcomer entered the chamber.
What greeted the orphan was the first year with a red head who fell at his presence when she noticed his presence. The Luna 'friend' advanced en silent before falling on the ground few meters away from the green robe. As she fell, a blurred shape of an older student stood behind her. Mikhael didn't recognize this person. It should be the reason behind all the story, the heir.
" Evening Mikhael, I didn't expect you. Are you perhaps a Parseltongue ? ", the sixteen teen wasn't concerned about the other student presence in the chamber. On the contrary, the youth touched a snake stone head, as if remembering some old sweet memories.
" Evening Slytherin heir. I am not your kind, I had my way. What are you ? ", the second year focus his magic on the invisible third eyes. There was something linking the heir and Ginny. It wasn't normal. He needed time for a better analysis. Talking or charisma wasn't the orphan strong point, he had to use all tricks he learned from the headmaster. The green robe couldn't propose a candy, he had to play with the heir ego.
" A memory. Preserved in a diary for fifty years. I heard about you dark wizard, but you are not who I'm waiting for. You can leave this place alive, this is my only offer since you are from my house. ", the memory stood high, walked with confidence to the girl body. The memory was more corporal with time. It handled the first year to put her in a laying position, facing the chamber roof, hands closed on her chest with the diary.
" I will, but tell me how you did your feat. It was, exceptional. ", the orphan casted a disillusionment on all his rooster while talking.
" I can amuse your curiosity for a bit. The poor Ginny here has been in so much pain. She's been writing to me for months, telling me all her pitiful worries and woes. Ginny poured her soul out to me. I grew stronger on a diet of her deepest fears, her darkest secrets. I grew powerful enough to start feeding Ginny a few secrets, to start pouring a bit of my soul back into her... ", the memory caressed the sleeping girl cheek. This gesture hid a kindness not expected from the manipulator. The memory's fingers removed red hair covering the girl pale face.
" It was Ginny Weasley who opened the Chamber of Secrets. It was her that let the Basilisk on the Mudbloods and the Squib's cat. Ginny who wrote threatening messages on the walls. I'm sorry for your time in Azcaban, but it wasn't supposed to happen, someone else should have taken your place instead earlier. ", the heir didn't show any remorse on his face. The older memory separated from the girl body. Facing the chamber entrance, he continued.
" She obeys my very command because I told her to. I can be very persuasive. Not that she knew what she was doing. She was, shall we say, in a kind of trance. Still, the power of the diary began to scare her and she tried to dispose of it in the girls' bathroom. But then, who should find it... but Potter. The very person I was most anxious to meet. ", at Potter name mention, the memory froze before facing the second year again.
" Ginny told me all about the wizard savior. I knew I had to talk to him, meet him if I could. So I decided to show him my capture of that brainless oaf, Hagrid, to gain his trust. I knew it wouldn't be safe to open the Chamber again while I was still at school. So I decided to leave behind a diary, preserving my sixteen-year-old self in its pages, so that one day... I would be able to lead another to finish Salazar Slytherin's noble work. ", the memory speech reached its peak. There was so much conviction in his voice. The orphan almost fell to the heir's elocution, he knew that he was one of the people the memory wanted to remove.
" The day has come, here we are, waiting for the main event. Mikhael can you tell me, how is it that a baby with no extraordinary magical talent managed to defeat the greatest wizard of all time ? How did Potter escaped with nothing but a scar, while Lord Voldemort's powers were destroyed ? ", the memory stared at the younger student, waiting for the answer. The fervor at the end was disturbing.
" I suspect his parents used a ritual or forbidden magic using their lives as a sacrifice. Tell me, why does the previous dark lord fall interest you, Slytherin heir ? ", the orphan had seen that the magic on the heir was coming from the black diary, held by the unconscious girl.
" Voldemort is my past, present and future. ", the memory took Ginny wand from her pocket and began to trace it through the air, writing three words 'TOMMARVOLO RIDDLE' then, with a wave, he re-arranged them 'I AM LORD VOLDEMORT' before launching fifteen of the strongest variation of the Exploding Charm 'Bombarda Maxima' over the place where the rooster cages were and the unwanted guest.
Mikhael moved at the first wave after Tom wrote his name on the air. The boosted agility allowed him to evade the spell with a simple side step. The stone snake behind him exploded. The debris didn't reach the ground when they turned into ravens whom only goal was exploding at the memory.
As the fake bird were destroyed by cutting charm, the orphan filled the room with his magic. The pressure made the memory kneel against its will. The wand arms was cut in half by an invisible whips. Hundreds of fire spheres impact the Slytherin heir. The explosion and conflagration destroyed it completely. The remnant dissipated into light. The orphan advanced in prudence toward the crater. There was nothing left.
" Speak to me, Slytherin, greatest of the Hogwarts Four... kill the intruder ! ", Ginny shouted at an abnormal speed before being stunned by the second year. He made a mistake, he didn't thought of this outcome. There was a rumbling sound followed by the sound of slithering. The school founder statue opened its mouth. The orphan didn't stop to watch the beast appearing.
Magic exited his body. The green robe stared his second plan. He dispelled his third eyes spell, not willing to test if the basilisk magic could transfer through magical tendril. The shroud of darkness filled the chamber in second. No light from the torches could dissipate it. The ritual adept floated himself to the rooftop and covered himself with the modified disillusion spell.
The ground trembled as the basilisk shape exited the statue mouth. The things inside the shroud of darkness were not seen but their positions and moves were detected like an image with a sonar. The student didn't dare to underestimate such a huge and old creature. Green flame shot toward the giant snake while the chamber ground was turned into mincemeat by rebounded invisible whips and deflected fire spheres.
The basilisk skin wasn't at dragon level hardness but the magical resistance wasn't too far from it. The animal instinct allowed it avoided the killing curse. The intent behind the green flame was strong enough to be predictable. The serpent scales started to suffer from the continuous assault of fire on the same spot. Mikhael magical reserve was going down fast.
The shroud of darkness changed its composition. I became tangible and cold. The beast was free of fire assault, but instead, the darkness around the serpent wrapped it solid. The darkness contained the animal moves in submission. Tendril of darkness pierced the damaged skin, cold from the black flame inside the beast body froze its organ and muscles. The orphan didn't stop, he wanted to be sure of the creature death.
" You did better than most, but you are still not my equal Mikhael. I am immortal, you can't kill me. ", the memory regained a new body.
The basilisk dead, Mikhael didn't dispel the darkness but summoned two third eyes after closing the beast eyes with telekinesis. The magical flow from the ghost was more visible. It drained the life of the first year with the diary as an intermediary. The memory couldn't see, but continued its speech about supremacy and goal.
The orphan moved the cursed object out of the girl reach with his magic and cast the strongest burning fire on it. If the young wizard plan didn't work, he would have use the Fiendfyre on the basilisk. The scream from the memory of the previous dark lord proved the fire strength. This Fiendfyre was hard controlling. It was semi sentient and wanted to engulf everything. The destructive urge was strong, but the strangest thing was the shape the curse fire took. It didn't morph in many creatures like it was described in book, instead it kept one shape, a human shape. It was feminine.
The diary done, the wizard watched one last time the spell before saying goodbye and canceling it.
The chamber door opened for the second time. The golden boy was trembling at the basilisk's carcass' sight. Understanding the situation, the orphan smiled brightly. " Hie Potter, you are too late to save the girl. ", the lion house student draw his wand which escape his hand and flee in the green robe own. " Stupid as a Griffindor, I see. I slay the beast and save the girl who was possessed. I'm a muggle born, you know. ", the orphan prepared in his mind how much he could tell. How would the leader of light turn this into his maximal advantage ?
The girl's body floated a feet behind the ritual adept who was exiting the chamber.