Be gone THOT!

Going back to school after the Christmas break, I see Hermione and a gaggle of girls talking at the train station. It's nice seeing her brilliant smile when they call her name and give her gifts. She's close to almost everybody in school.

The winter break passed and without Dumbledore around, most of the school year was quiet. Speaking of Dumbledore, he's getting his soul sucked from dementors of Azkaban.

Now the school just needs to find a new headmaster. The wards reject all those that step to the position because everyone that applied was another manipulative bastard. I just got rid of Dumbledore; I don't need more people that will cause problems for me.

Now that Dumbledore is gone, the cunt in a turban that smells like shit is no longer acting. He stopped his stuttering act because there was simply no need. He's been more active in asking about the third floor and everything, but he's coming to the realization that it would be easier to just use brute force to get past the traps.

Janet, Harry, and Ron, the ginger that was late for the first day of class, have decided to investigate the third floor with constant suggestions from Harry. He knows the world so of course he would know who's trying to get the philosopher's stone.

I always have those memories locked away when I'm in the world. What's the fun in knowing everything when it's supposed to be an adventure? This is the same reason I don't have my haki out all the time. With it I can see the entire planet, and hundreds of years into the future.

Quirrel went through the puzzles, just throwing exploding curses everywhere, and make it easier for the idiot trio to follow close behind. When the three finally made it to the chamber that holds the mirror, they find turban head has already blasted it to pieces and stored the philosopher's stone in his pocket.

"Quirrell? But I thought the culprit was Snape!", Janet yells and Harry facepalms from her stupidity of blowing their element of surprise. Harry opens his mouth to says something and catches a crucio to the face for his troubles. He screams in pain and barely stops himself from passing out. Ron didn't have the power to do so and collapsed after getting hit in the dick with a little influence from me. Janet ran away, but still got hit with a crucio that left a wet spot on her white dress from not being used to her new body.

"FUCK! If you don't want to play nice, I won't either!", Harry yells in rage. He shoots some piss weak aura shots using his own aura that are deflected by Quirrell. Quirrell shoots another crucio that I guide to Harry's dick. He tries to use a membrane of aura to deflect it, but all he knows how to do is convert magic to feed the A.I. chip and it shatters.

After Quirrell is done torturing them for his amusement, he asks his master what he should do with them. A ghostly voice tells him to end them and I intervene. I can't have him killing the one I made with a deal with, that's my job. I slap him into the wall and use him as a lab rat for practicing my bio kinesis on.

After an hour of manipulating everything from organs and bones, to cells and his very dna, he's looking like a meat cube and has extinguished his own soul just to end the suffering. The parasitic soul left when he was slapped and I couldn't be bothered to deal with it. I open a portal into space and yeet him into the sun.

Harry is starting to stir so I open another portal and kick him into it. We need to discuss his employment status.

"Well Harry, we have a lot to talk about.", I say and change the torture room to look like an office with me in the big chair on the other side of the desk.

"What? What happened? Where's Voldemort? Why didn't you tell me that he was so powerful? I thought I could defeat him with the chip you gave me, so why was I defeated so easily?", his tone shifts from confusion to anger and he just keeps complaining.

"I didn't tell you because it wasn't important for your mission. I believe you've forgotten, but your mission is to take over the magical world and stop pollution. As for the chip, that's just for storing knowledge and creating spells. You still need to practice them so don't blame me because your lazy ass didn't do anything.", I tell him in a cold voice.

"I wanted power; didn't you say you would give me power? I only agreed because I thought I would be powerful enough to rule the world. If I'm not then I want to end the contract you, demon!", he yells in anger at not being overpowered without putting in any work.

"I believe we can both agree that you're not cut out for the job. While I do say that, are you sure you want to break your contract? You do know the consequences, right?", I ask.

"Yes! Break the contract. I don't care what the consequences are.", he yells at me.

With both of our consent the contract breaks, and his soul is torn out of his body with him shocked at the sudden loss of his senses. The chip is removed from him and floats into my hand where I toss it into the gate to use for latter. When someone doesn't fulfill their end of a deal with a demon, the punishment depends on what level the demon completed their conditions.

Since I gave him everything he asked for, he was deprived of them. His new life is gone and his A.I. chip was removed. Now all that's left is to deal with him.

"What did you do?", he asks in a terrified voice.

"I didn't do anything. You didn't complete your end of the deal, and since you didn't the contract removed everything I gave you. Now you're just a soul without a body and no A.I. chip. I could do anything with you, and I know just what to do.", I say in a voice that shows my anticipation. What do we do with a harem seeking reincarnator that pisses us off? That's right, world travel!

I open world travel again and set the coordinates for a Harry Potter world with a female Harry Potter as the target. I synthesize the fate out of the now lifeless body and stuff the crystal in my gate, before taking it out and smashing it between my gauntlets. They gain a fate weaver form that I use to change his fate to him falling in love with the Draco Malfoy of the world he is going to.

"This is for wasting my fucking time you harem seeking pedophile!", I grab his soul and reel my arm back aiming for the portal to his new life. He starts screaming about how he will be good and to give him a second chance, but I ignore him and shout at the top of my lungs.

"Be gone THOT!"