Delve into the enigmatic tale of Tom Marvolo Riddle, a figure of beguiling allure and chilling malevolence. Possessing an undeniable charm and a dangerous charisma, he was a man shrouded in darkness, incapable of feeling love. But what happens when...
Dumbledore prepares for the step that could impact a lot of lives,which could change the fate of many including the Dark Lord himself.
He Takes out a potion walks towards the pensieve. As he begins to take the memory out and puts it in the penseive, Professor Clark Interrupts. "Sir, I'm sorry to Interrupt but I thought the time turner was a better option."
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Albus reassures "Trust me Mr.Clark " and smiles as he Puts a drop of the potion into his mouth and suddenly he's sucked into the pensieve. __ __ __ __ __ __ __ __ __ __ __ __ __ __
Albus is transported to the time When Riddle was a mere ambitious young man.
The fabric of ages unfolded around him, and he stepped into a realm where possibilities intertwined with aspirations. As dawn's tender light brushed Hogwarts' venerable walls, the day's orchestration commenced. Students bustled with the anticipation of a new chapter, their steps echoing the rhythm of camaraderie and curiosity. Within the castle's heart, the Great Hall beckoned, a sanctuary where destinies converged under the vaulted ceiling.
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As the students began entering the hall, Albus discerned the opportune moment, his intuition keenly aware of the unfolding chronology. With the corridors resonating with youthful energy, he recognized the alignment of time.
Albus knew it was the right time as his past self would be busy in the great hall. He could do his work without any trouble as every member associated to the school was busy in the hall.
He strides purposefully into his sanctum, the ambiance of his office embracing him with familiarity. With determined focus, he sets quill to parchment, weaving the delicate threads of fate through ink. A missive of transformation takes form, bearing the name of Y/N. Her destiny, once interwoven with the distant realm of international scholars, is now poised for metamorphosis, a transfer that would bridge her path with the heartbeat of the main school.
Albus scurries to the Hogwarts international and to The Office and hands in the letter to a Short , pale-looking woman with ashened hair, draped in fine golden velvet robes. She was the incharge.
Perplexed She asks " A pleasant morning, Sir...Is there a problem or could I help you with something?"
Dumbledore hands in the letter and adds "Professor Baymorda, please read the notice and I wish to speak to the particular student.."
Alcina Baymorda opens the letter swiftly and conveys.. "Sure,Sir..Ms.Y/N might be in her dorm right now I'll ask her to pay a visit."
As she begins to walk away Dumbledore Interrupts... "There's no need, Professor Baymorda I would like to personally go and talk to Ms.Y/N."
Perplexed She adds"Ofcourse, Sir Mr.Blaze will escort you to her dorm."
A big Grey haired cat enters the rooms and escorts Dumbledore to Y/N's dorm.
Startled at the sight of the grand Sorcerer himself Y/N Excitedly greets him with a bow...
"That won't be necessary Miss.Y/N."
"Sir, I feel very honored to meet you.." Y/N chirps.
Albus smiles and Adds "I'm honored to be in your presence Miss.Y/N. Professor Baymorda will inform you further details...Good luck!"
With a reassuring smile he walks out then he stops, turns around and adds
"Ms.Y/N, You have the power to change fates of many and to save many innocent lives. The power lies in your hands and your actions.Only you!, within your grasp rests the capacity to reshape destinies and safeguard countless innocent lives. This power is solely yours to wield."
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