The Will of Gil (Harry Potter)

Chapter 76

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Chapter 76- In The Pump it & Dump it Room.

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Waving my wand, the spell whips through the air again, and I spy the golden trails of magic wafting through the air that only I could see, which was interspersed with dark strings of cursed dark magic. Yeah, here I was again, once more trying to follow the trail that was affecting my mind back to its source and find the fucking Horcrux. And, of course, that isn't easy, as Hogwarts was full of magic. It was a goddamn hotspot. In fact, I think this stupid school is the biggest spot of magic in the entire world.

So yeah, when trying to follow the trail from my own head back to its source, I often got turned around and tangled with a bunch of other lines of magic before finding myself in a place where I don't need to be. To be honest, I was close to giving up on it entirely and just focusing on defending my mind, even thinking of just going straight to the school basement and fucking that snake up. But then, what would Tom Riddle do next without that weapon? I had no way to know, and I could only assume it would be worse and more challenging to discover. So yeah, that was out.

And then I spent that night with Minerva McGonagall, who was really a domination freak in the sheets. I was sure if I didn't look like I would refuse it, she would have definitely gone to places I would never want to go, but thankfully, she kept things to a level I was comfortable with. No penetration in me. But that gave me the motivation to continue my search. After all, in the days that followed, McGonagal decided to spend her time with me again, this time of her own volition and preparing the de-ageing potion herself. And I could tell she wanted to push things further each time, so I needed to cool things off and put some distance between our rendezvous. I would much rather be doing this mind-numbing repetitive searching than blowing out McGongalls back, or god forbid, her blowing my back out... Ugh.

So yeah, I've been searching for a while and again, I've been taking a tour of Hogwarts and finding all sorts of places around the place. I even found a completely empty room except for a single creepy painting floating in the middle of the room of an old decrepit man whose skin looked to be stretched over his bones and whose bulging eyes seemed to follow you around. Needless to say, I shut the door on that and even put up a Confundus on the door to keep people from entering it. I'm not sure what was going on there or what would have happened, but I know it wouldn't be anything good. Maybe one day, when someone pisses me off, I'll throw them in there and see what happens. But until then, I will forget about it completely.