Lucas Cutter: Hogwarts Mystery Year 7

Year 7 Prologue: The Final Vault

After a tiring battle against Patricia Rakepick; I managed to use the rope binding jinx to bind her.

"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING!!!!!" Rakepick screamed, desperate.

"SHUT UP!" I yelled as I punched her in the face, breaking her nose. "If it was up to me, I WOULD KILL YOU RIGHT HERE! But, lucky for you, the boy you murdered would rather see you rot in Azkaban! Now let's go, you coward. Before I change my mind." I snarled.

Jacob and Ben started to walk out of the vault, with me and a bound Rakepick following right behind.

Suddenly, a wall of black energy blasted me back towards the center of the chamber.

"Lucas!" Jacob said worriedly as he ran back to the energy wall.

"I'm fine," I said as I ran back to the wall. "I can't get through."

Then I heard a devilish laugh. I whirled around and saw a tall man wearing a black death eater robe and a black and white skull-like mask.

"I'll be honest. I was hoping to see you here." A mysterious voice spoke in a devilish voice as he walked through the wall. "The Cutter Brothers back together."

Ben and Jacob stared at the figure in confusion until the being magically removed his mask, revealing the face of the Remnant leader; the entire right side of the face was burnt and scarred.

"Dravyn Grimsbane." I said through gritted teeth as I pulled out my wand.

"I would prefer you call me... Bane." Dravyn announced as he looked at his most loyal lieutenant, Rakepick, with disgust.

"What are you doing here?" Jacob snarled as he pulled out his wand.

"Unfortunately, you're not worth my time," Dravyn said, looking at him, then at me. "This is about you."

"Me!?" I asked, taken completely aback.

Jacob pulls out his wand and points it at Rakepick.

"Do anything to my brother, and she gets it!" Jacob threatened.

But Dravyn just laughed, clearly not threatened. "I have no use for her anymore. So, go ahead if you wish." He smirked.

Jacob lowered his wand. Smirking, Dravyn then turned his attention back to me.

"Give up now. The cursed Vault is sealed."

But, again, Bane laughed.

"Did you really believe that I needed the "powers" within the vaults for my plan?" He explained.

Taken completely aback, I stumbled backward a little.

"What plan? And "Powers"?"

"THE plan, Cutter. The vaults were merely a test. It was a shame that both Khanna and your Father had to die with no heroes to save them." He explained as my face boiled with rage.

"Khanna saved your life, didn't he?" Dravyn asked as my face quickly changed from one of rage to one of sorrow. I missed both of them dearly.

"He was there because of you." Dravyn said, trying to put blame on me. "And where was Dumbledore during all this? Upholding Godric's beliefs that muggles are not so different from you and I. The SICKNESS that plagues this world."

"You're WRONG!" I yelled as I tried to shoot a spell at him only for him to, almost lazily and wandlessly, deflect it right to the ground.

"For a thousand years, our kind has been in the shadows since they've hunted us down like animals in a field. It's time for us to tear down their world and rebuild with US as their rulers."