After the great Wizarding War, the Wards broke down one after one, and Muggles began to see the Creatures and their World and acted out in Panic.
There was no chance to show that the wizarding world meant no harm, there was no chance of peace.
And a...
It began to grow cold, as harry finally finished his underground castle. Not that he needed all of that space or shit, he just kinda... He wanted Hogwarts back.
he had recreated it like it was in his memories, yet it was completely different. To be honest, sleeping so long can really mess up the memories.
But, well, he liked it. Somehow. Though, it turned out bigger than it should have been. Harry sighed at that and shrugged. Whatever. Now he could at least create his own little army of darkness. No one could know what could happen in the future.
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It looked dark, but he knew, inside it was cozy and bright. Now it was time.
He was Death, He was the King of the Dead, but what is a King without his People? A bitter smile formed on his thin lips, and he made his Magic form seven Figures: One that resembled an Elf, with grey Skin, color-changing hair and upside down turned Ears: he gave them silver eyes and called them Drows. He sends them to the castle and said: "Stay there and be my Soldiers and Generals. Do not hate and do not discriminate." The Figure became fifty of Drows, and all went to the castle, clothed in thin black silk. The Second figure, he gave short almost round pointy ears, a big muscular body, and bright yellow eyes, like the son, with untamable brown curly hair. He called them Lycans, and he meant:" Go to the Mines, be my workers; but also my soldiers. Do not discriminate or hate; be peaceful." The Figure turned into hundreds of Lycans, and they went as told, clothed in warm sheep wool.
The third figure became small with big ears, black intelligent eyes, and rows of sharp teeth. Their clawed hands and feet were long, and their hair seemed to be made of silky obsidian. "You, my Goblins, will work as you please. Gold is your greatest treasure, but nothing is as important as family and friends. Look out for them and be cunning and wise." The Goblins nodded, over a thousand in number, and walked to the city that surrounded the castle, to find a house and workplace they seemed fit, clothed in soft and warm green robes.
The fourth figure became a Dwarf, with skin as hard and grey as stone, and hair like minerals and gemstones. Their eyes seemed to be made of Gold, and Harry smiled as he gave the females small beards as well, and clothed the Dwarf-like creatures in Leather and dragon scales. "You, my dears, are the Garnac, Stone Dwarves. Be my blacksmiths, and be free. if you do not see this job fit, do take another." The Garnacs huffed and stomped to the Mines and the city.
As the fifth creature, he formed a heavy Snake, forty feet long, with the head of a dragon and red feathers along its neck. "My sweet Basilisk."He spoke as it opened its cat-like eyes."Your gaze won't kill, so look as much as you please. Be kind and Soft to those that need help, but destroy all those that dare to bring harm." The Big Snake bowed its head and was shocked to see another emerge of its shadow, without the feathers and a bit smaller. So the Two Basilisks went to the gate and held guard.
The Sixth creature looked almost human. With round ears and soft eyes, you could have thought so, but the white of their eyes was deep red, and their iris white, like the pale skin they had grown over their iron Bones. He gave them fangs and clothed them in white silk, and called them Nosferatu. To them, he said nothing, for vampires have no leader. Though he knew they would listen to him, he gave them freedom and the possibility to choose their path. So the Nosferatu turned into bats and went out to explore their creator's Kingdom.
