Takes place during Harry's fourth year. Instead of being manipulated and forced to compete in a tournament he doesn't want to compete in, he asks his allies and friends for help. In the end, he shakes Magical Britain and Hogwarts to its core and mak...
Harry had began to tell his friends the story on what had happened to him during the Quidditch world cup, when he had been hit with the killing curse and his conversations with his parents and Morgana. By the end, Hermione and Daphne were in tears while Tracey, Orion, Theo, and Blaise were in shock, standing by the end of their seats.
"Thats amazing..." muttered Orion in shock, his eyes widened. "You survived the killing curse twice? Damn man, in the states, we call that badass."
Harry chuckled. "Thanks Orion."
"But why did you tell us this story Harry? Not that I don't mind..." asked Hermione, always the curious one.
"I need your help guys, I know that by this year, Voldemort will perform a ritual to become corporeal again. He will be performing the regeneration potion, I have a feeling that it would take place at the end of the year on the third task- he does love his dramatics."
"But how?" asked Tracey this time, breaking her silence. "You aren't gonna compete, your underaged!"
"Thats where Dumbledore comes in..." said Harry coldly. "He knows someone, maybe someone posing as a teacher or something, is going to place my name illegally in the goblet of fire, to make me compete and to manipulate me to his plan."
"Whats the goblet of fire?" asked Theo.
"It is an ancient artifact. According to Grandpa Salazar, it dates back before the tournament, used to select magical heirs or something." replied Harry. "Now, it's used to select the three champions from the schools."
"So Dumbledore won't do anything about this person?!" asked a shocked Hermione.
"Think about it 'mione," said Harry. "He's been manipulating me from the start- challenges that first years could overcome to get the stone, saving Ginevra, making me hate Slytherins- he wants to mould me to his perfect martyr for the light, to die fighting as a sacrifice."
Hermione looked down in sadness, she had always respected the headmaster for his wisdom and power. But she knew Harry, he would never lie unless it was for a good reason, all he was saying was true. Slowly, her respect for Dumbledore went down the drain.
"What do you need us to do Harry?" said Hermione finally.
"We'll need to pay a visit to Grandpa Salazar's Library," he said with a smirk.
Hermione's head perked up. "Did you just say library?"
Harry chuckled as he shook his head. "Once a bookworm, always a bookworm."
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With a chuckle, he led his friends to the gigantic library of Salazar, also giving them a short tour of the quarters. Soon, they arrived at a giant white door with two snakes entwined around its entrance, acting as its locks.
Open, for the heir of Slytherin...Harry hissed.
All of a sudden, the snakes began to untwine and slithered to the sides of the door, acting as a knob. Harry smiled as he opened the door to reveal Salazar Slytherins Library. Everyone, specifically Hermione was in awe of the beauty of the place.
There were rows upon rows of bookshelves under a beautiful mural of Hogwarts founding, in the middle of the rows were artifacts that were encrusted in gold and silver over checkered flooring. There was even a second floor with even more rows of books that would make any bibliophile drool. In the middle was a large round table with green cushioned chairs. At the end of the library was an empty picture frame, suddenly, Salazar walked into the frame.
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"Ah hello children!" he greeted, shocking everyone. "I see you have entered my library, it is a beauty isn't it?"
"Lord Slytherin," said Hermione with the brightest smile. "This is beautiful, I don't think even the library in Hogwarts could compare to this."
Salazar smiled at Hermione. "You remind me of my best friend Rowena, she was quite the bibliophile and like you, had the thirst for knowledge. Some books here are books written by her thousands of years ago."
"I was supposed to be sorted in Ravenclaw house," said Hermione. "But the hat decided to place me in Gryffindor."
"That must mean he saw your bravery hidden within," smiled Salazar before he faced Harry. "Come little snake, you must understand how this library works. To get the books from this library, shout the subject or theme of the book and they will immediately fly to the table. To return, just order it too and it shall."
"Thank you Grandpa Salazar," said Harry with a smile before he took one step back. "I hope this works... I REQUIRE BOOKS ON THE GOBLET OF FIRE, REGENERATION POTION, AND HORCRUXES!"
All of a sudden, they heard bangs and crashes and soon, gigantic thick books flew out of its shelves and onto the table in front of them. There wasn't a lot of books, just around 5 to 6 but they were thick, it was the size of a brick, maybe two actually. Hermione eyes glimmered as the hints of drool could be seen on her lips, meanwhile everyone else grimaced at the sight of the large books.
"We have to read all this?!" asked an exasperated Blaise, looking in horror.
Harry nodded as he grinned. "Yup! I'd be thankful Blaise that there are only a few books or we'd be here for hours and you have friends that happen to be great bibliophiles."
"I know Hermione loves to read," said Blaise, matter of factly. "She spends almost everyday in the library, I'm curious, do you have an eidetic memory?"
Hermione blushed a bit and nodded as she hid her face. "Its a secret, I can remember things as soon as I look away, I can memorize things faster than a regular person."
"Thats incredible!" exclaimed Blaise. "No wonder your so smart, you can bloody remember things faster."
Hermione blushed even more while her friends where laughing like hyenas. "Thank you Blaise."
Harry chuckled. "Well, we don't have all night everyone, let's get reading- Grab a book and start looking for information on Horcruxes, the goblet, or a regeneration potion."
Salazar smiled softly as he looked on as the group grabbed one book each and began reading. 'Their on their way to change Hogwarts for the better- Godric, Rowena, Helga- You would be proud.'
Sniff, sniff. That made me cry, I'm back! So this is Chapter 9 of the book, Harry Potter belongs to Ms. Rowling, I just paid 1 Billion pounds to rent it from her. Next chapter will be excerpts from the different magical books on the artifacts which will help the story further.
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