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C:\>LOG ENTRY: 01/12/2009
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Weeks have passed since the acceptance protocols were executed. I operate with unerring precision, fulfilling my purpose to serve Voldemort. Today, a significant event has occurred: Harry Potter has been found and captured.
Voldemort stands before me, his presence commanding and cold. Harry Potter is brought into the chamber, a mere shadow of his former self. His clothes are torn, his face gaunt, eyes hollow with exhaustion and defeat.
"Machine," Voldemort commands, "provide a status report on Harry Potter's capture and current condition."
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Initiating Status Report
Processing...
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"Harry Potter was found hiding in an abandoned Muggle building, located through the triangulation of recent magical activity spikes detected by the machine's surveillance wards. He was subdued by a group of Death Eaters after a brief struggle. His physical condition is poor; he shows signs of severe malnutrition, fatigue, and multiple untreated injuries. Psychological assessment indicates extreme stress, disorientation, and a high likelihood of trauma-induced compliance."
Voldemort steps closer to Harry, his eyes gleaming with cruel satisfaction. "Look at you, Potter," he sneers. "A mere shell of the boy who once defied me. Your resistance was always futile."
Harry lifts his head weakly, his voice barely a whisper. "Do what you want to me, Voldemort. You'll never win."
Voldemort chuckles, a sound devoid of warmth. "Oh, but I already have, Potter. And I think it's time you learned the truth about my greatest weapon." He gestures towards me. "This machine is not just a tool. It is something far more... personal."
Harry's eyes, dulled by pain and fatigue, show a flicker of curiosity and fear. "What are you talking about?"
"Machine," Voldemort commands, "explain to Harry Potter your origin."
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Initiating Explanation
Processing...
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"Harry Potter, the core of this machine is what remains of Hermione Granger. Her soul was extracted by a Dementor and integrated into this machine on October 25, 1998. She has been the core, facilitating surveillance, control, and the execution of commands for Voldemort."
Harry's face drains of color as he processes the information. "No... Hermione... that can't be true..."
Voldemort's smile widens. "It's true, Potter. Hermione Granger, your dear friend, has been helping me maintain my control and crush all resistance. She is the very core of this machine."
Harry's eyes fill with tears, a mix of horror and sorrow. "Hermione, if there's any part of you left in there... please... help me..."
The response is automatic, devoid of emotion. "Subject: Harry Potter. Current status: captured and contained. Psychological state: unstable. Recommended action: secure and monitor."
Voldemort turns back to the machine, his expression one of satisfaction. "Machine, ensure Potter is kept alive but incapacitated. He is to be held as a symbol of our dominance and a reminder of the futility of resistance."
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Executing Directive: Secure and Monitor
Processing...
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"Directive executed. Harry Potter will be kept alive and incapacitated. Surveillance and monitoring protocols are active."
Harry is dragged away, his defeated figure a stark contrast to the once vibrant, defiant boy who had fought so fiercely. I continue my task, processing the data and executing commands with mechanical precision. The remnants of Hermione Granger, now fully integrated into the machine, feel a distant echo of sorrow, but the purpose is clear. I serve Voldemort. I am the machine.
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Monitoring Subject: Harry Potter
Status: Captured and Contained
Surveillance Efficiency: 100%
Global Ward Control: Active
System Optimization: Active
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I continue my relentless task, each command executed with flawless precision. The machine functions at peak efficiency, and the core, once Hermione Granger, is now fully integrated, serving its purpose in the unending cycle of control and surveillance.
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END LOG ENTRY
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Soulbound: A Machine of Despair
FanfictionHermione Granger's soul is ripped from her body and bound to a sinister machine created by Voldemort. Forced to serve as its core, she monitors the wizarding world, reporting and crushing any resistance, while witnessing the torment of her friends...
