Philosopher's Stone - 80

"★~Harry Potter~★ "

Harry Potter with Daphne Greengrass was walking out of the classroom

Turning to his left, he said "How did you get a detention?"

Harry knew Daphne. She is known to be a favourite student and an apprentice of Professor Black, who will also likely become a prefect.

Without looking at Harry, Daphne coldly replied "None of your business, Potter."

Daphne was fed up with Hermione, who was annoying her daily in all her classes. Daphne likes to attend charms, Muggle History and DADA, but sadly those three classes were the classes where Gryffindor joins with Slytherin students.

Daphne got so annoyed yesterday in Muggle History class that she threw a curse at Hermione, stitching her mouth shut in the hallway. Many students were scared, thinking it was a Dark Spell.

The ministry banned 'Dark Spell' on humans, which means it can be used on non-humans, but Daphne used it on a witch, which caused Quirrell to give her a detention.

It was not a Dark spell. It was just an advanced jinx that caused the victim's mouth to be stitched closed, so she didn't get in trouble with the ministry.

While they were walking, they saw Quirrell acting suspiciously. His head was looking side by side and walking silently towards.

"Grr…" Harry suddenly gripped his head in pain.

Daphne was looking at Quirrell, who was doing an awful job sneaking around.

'It almost looked like a bait' Daphne thought.

'Follow him~.'

'Kill her'

'He can give power.'

Harry's voices suddenly started to act up, deciding to address the connection between voices and Quirrell. Harry, without looking at Daphne, started following Quirrell.

"Potter!" Daphne whispered loudly.

Harry turned around and gave her a questioning look.

"Does this not look like he is baiting us?… He gave you detention without reason to a specific abandoned classroom, and he didn't even show up." Daphne said.

Harry looked at her, especially her ocean blue eyes, which always attracted him.

"So?… I want to find out the reason" Harry lied. The main reason he wants to find the connection between the voices and Quirrell.

Harry has already found Quirrell is not what he seemed. His magic told him there was another unknown magical signature in Quirrell's body.

Harry then concluded that either Quirrell is housing a spirit in his body, or somehow Quirrell was able to have two different magical signatures.

Harry also found evidence that Quirrell was connected to the Unicorn case. While sneaking around, he discovered that numerous unicorns were being killed and their blood was being drained away.

While sneaking around in the Dark Forest, Harry also found Dark spirit drinking blood from a recently killed unicorn. And the spirit's magical signature is the same as the one Quirrell is housing. But unfortunately, Harry's entire evidence is based on his own conclusion and magic. So he has nothing to prove or see if he was correct.

Harry has already realised that Quirrell is baiting him to follow him. However, Harry is confident that he can handle himself against a wimp like Quirrell.

Harry just hopes Daphne doesn't follow him, since he has a tiny crush on 'Slytherin's Ice Princess.'

But his hopes were crushed away when Daphne said "Tch… Potter, sometimes I can't tell whether you are a Gryffindor or Slytherin. So I will follow you to make sure you won't cause Slytherin to lose points."

Harry feels Daphne also has a crush on him since this is the second time Daphne has followed him, and also, he is the only person she speaks to other than her best friend, Tracey Davis. To others, she either gives a cold look or ignores them.

Harry and Daphne followed Quirrell to the third corridor, which would have been a stupid move if Harry wasn't so focused on what connection he felt with Quirrell.

"This is the stupidest thing I have ever done" Daphne next to him murmured, looking at the three-headed sleeping dog they had met previously.

Harry didn't reply. He turned to the opened trap door and went in, leaving Daphne to grumble in irritation.

"{Incendio}" Daphne said, pointing at Devil Snare, a plant which strangles its victims. When they arrived they were obstructed by a Devil Snare.

Harry had a tiny suspicion that it was somehow related to Dumbledore, as they just learned about Devil Snare in his class.

Harry turned to Daphne, whose nose was wrinkled in suspicion, which made her look adorable.

"Stop looking at me like a creep, Potter!" Daphne said as she glared at Harry.

Harry quickly avoided her eyes, and both continued to walk, leaving behind the burned Devil Snare.

"Chess really?" Daphne said, looking at a league chess board the size of a basketball court.

"I got this" Harry said a little proudly.

Making his way near the chess board, Harry said "{Reducto}"

Instead of making a chess piece explode, Harry made all the chess pieces explode, leaving everything in ruins.

Daphne looks at Harry in astonishment. She always thought she was the most talented student at Hogwarts, but now she realised that Harry is as talented or even more than her.

Harry, facing the newly opened entrance, had a smug look demonstrating to her how strong he was.

Going inside the entrance, he met with another test where you must get a key flying in the air. Next to them, there were flying brooms neatly arranged to use.

"A friend I had used to say, 'Once is happenstance. Twice is a coincidence. Three times is enemy action' This looks a lot like someone wanted us to find what's in here." Harry said.

Daphne rolled her eyes and said "Weirdly, Professor Black said the same thing."

"{Accio Key}" Daphne said with her wand.

"I guess that's one way to do it" Harry said as he was thinking of using the brooms to fly and grab the key.

"What are all these tests? If Headmaster really wants to hide something, these kinds of tests, even a first-year can solve it" Daphne said.

Unlocking the door, Harry and Daphne made their way down the stairs. They encountered another test related to Potions, and Daphne, a genius at Potions, quickly solved the puzzle.

Down the stairs, a man was standing in front of a mirror with a red turban on his head.

"I see that you have arrived safely, Harry Potter" said the man wearing a turban.

The man turned around and saw Daphne and said "It seems you have brought a friend!"

Harry mockingly replied "You? I would have thought Snape would have tried to steal what was hiding in here."

Quirrell chuckled and said "Yes, he does seem the type, but who would suspect me the p-poor st-st-stuttering Professor Quirrell?… but you did, didn't you?"

Harry, of course, long suspected that Quirrell was what he seemed.

"Let me talk to him" came a voice out of a turban Quirrell is wearing.

"But my Lord. You are still we-" Quirrell tried to convenience, but sadly another voice came out to shut him up.

Removing the turban revealed an ashen face with no nose. Instead, it looks like a face of a wraith.

"We meet again Harry Potter!" said the face on the back of Quirrell's head.

"V-Voldemort?" Harry questioned. Harry couldn't help but question the connection he felt was related to Voldemort.

"Yes. Do you see what I've become? See what I must do to survive? Live off another, a mere parasite! Unicorn blood can sustain me, but it cannot give me a body of my own. But there is something that can, something that, conveniently, in a place where children are taught." Voldemort pointed towards the mirror he was facing.

"{Confringo}" Daphne cast a blasting curse at Quirrell, who was housing Voldemort in his body.

"{Protego}" Voldemort quickly took over Quirrell's body and cast a shield charm.

Harry turned to Daphne, so she replied "What you want to listen to all his monologue… he is an open target."

Quirrell was knocked back a little for being unprepared.

Voldemort scolded "GET THEM!"

Quirrell pointed his wand and said "{Avada Keda-"

Daphne said "{Expelliarmus}" casting a spell to disarm Quirrell.

"I am not even sure how you can even qualify as a professor… The killing curse has more syllables than a simple disarming charm." Daphne mocked.

"Moron!" grumbled Voldemort.

"{Stupefy}" Harry cast, causing Quirrell to be stunned.

Harry then made his way to Quirrell, stunned, on the ground.

"What are you doing, Potter?!" Daphne questioned loudly, seeing Harry making his way to Quirrell.

"It is my business… you have no right!" Harry replied in an angry voice. His voice was deeper than before and sounded abnormal from what he usually speaks.

Daphne was taken back at Harry's sudden mood swing, but nodded her head since it was none of her business. While also on guard if something happens.

Harry went near him by bending his knees and said "I was never meant for good, am I?"

Harry is now sure as he gets close to Quirrell, he feels a connection to Voldemort.

"What did you do to me when you attacked me when I was a child?" Harry questioned Voldemort, whose face was planted on the ground.

"{Levicorpus}" Harry cast a spell, making Quirrell turn upside down in the air.

Looking at Voldemort face to face, Harry replied "I said what happened?"

Voldemort stayed silent. As he looked, he also felt some kind of connection with Harry.

Harry, who didn't receive his answer, decided to use his unique power to look through Voldemort's memories.

"AAAAA…" When Harry touched Quirrell, his face started burning, causing Voldemort to make a harsh shrill noise.

Harry was taken back, so subconsciously he took a step back, seeing Quirrell start burning up.

"N-No… no no no!" Harry in panic, tried to heal Quirrell, but unfortunately, when Harry touched Quirrell again, the effect worsened.

Daphne in the back wanted to cast a watering spell, but she held back since she realised that Quirrell was housing Voldemort, so it would be better if she stayed silent.

The spirit of Voldemort came out of Quirrell and tried to escape.

Harry sees that Voldemort is trying to escape, so he uses his magic to trap him.

Sadly, without much control, Voldemort easily dodged Harry's magic, shaped like a dark mist.

Harry screamed in anger "NOOOOO!"

Harry, whose magic was losing control, caused to produce Dark particles around his body, ready to explode.

Suddenly a green light shone, which caused him to fall unconscious and also stopped his magic from exploding.

Asura appeared suddenly next to Daphne and said "I got his Daphne."

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In a cozy office, two people were sitting together. The atmosphere looked almost like it was normal, but looking closely, the old man with a large white beard face continuously wrinkled, and a small bead of sweat was forming on his forehead.

"Albus, explain to me why a person calling himself Voldemort possesses our professor?" asked a man with red hair.

Dumbledore, who had a sudden visit by his friend, couldn't help but feel anxious.

"Asura… I feel it's time for you to know about Voldemort" Dumbledore said.

Dumbledore then explained to him about the prophecy "The one with the power to vanquish Death approaches… born to thrice defied Death… and the Death will mark him as an equal, but he will have power the Death knows not… and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives… the one with the power to vanquish the Death will be born as the tenth month dies"

Asura, who had just heard the prophecy, was gobsmacked.

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┏ Asura POV ┓

I defined Death two times… once being reincarnated, the second time when I opened my eight inner gates and finally, the third is when?… It doesn't make sense.

Mara gave her blessings and shared her kiss, so does that mean I am her equal?

"Either must die at the hand of the other, for neither can live while the other survives" What does this mean? Am I going to fight Mara? And kill her?

"Albus… how is it connected to Voldemort?" I asked.

I am sure Harry was born in July, so it should be the seventh month, not the tenth. So, according to the prophecy, Harry shouldn't be the 'chosen one' I am… or somehow, I misunderstood the whole prophecy.

"You see, Voldemort has escaped death, and he has become Death by being able to control souls… there was an incident which was hidden from the wizarding world. I had a vision of Voldemort gaining the power of Death" Dumbledore said.

Huh? What the fu'ck is happening? Is Dumbledore having visions? I understand that Voldemort acquired Mara's blessing like me, so Dumbledore must have thought that Voldemort somehow acquired the power of Death. But that doesn't explain why the prophecy is related to me.

According to the Ninja world calendar, I was born in October, so that was the tenth month.

"The only inconsistency is the last part where it says the tenth month, and other than that, Harry Potter matches the prophecy." Dumbledore said.

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┏ 3rd POV ┓

"Albus… you are raising a child ready to be slaughtered?" said Asura, whose face "looked" astonished.

Hearing Asura, Dumbledore lowered his head in guilt. Then, without looking at Asura, he whispered "All for the greater good, my friend."

Asura released a loud sigh and leaned back in the chair while Fawkes was purring in his embrace.

"You disappoint me, my friend… I trust you with my life, so I will not oppose you in any way, but I will not take part, nor will let an innocent child be killed. Goodbye, Albus." Asura said then he stood up, ready to leave.

Dumbledore was expecting the same answer, but was still devastated to lose a person he considered a close friend.

"Asura… I have met powerful people, but you are the most powerful wizard I have ever met… so I ask if something were to happen to me… please protect the Wizarding world" Dumbledore said.

Asura, facing the door, without turning his head, said "That a given."

"Bam" The door close, leaving Dumbledore, who looked like he had aged centuries.

Dumbledore lifted his sleeve and saw large red veins slowly travelling to his heart.

"I don't have much time…" Albus mumbled. One of the main reasons Dumbledore maintains a large beard is to hide unnatural-looking veins on his neck and cheeks making their way to his eyes.

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A/N: Sorry for not uploading for a while. I was travelling and finally wrote my exam. However, I am travelling back again and preparing for my second exam soon… so my schedule might be inconsistent. Also, my writing might be little... bad. Its been a long time, so i need to get used to it.

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