Harry Potter and The Game of Eternity

Quest Update:

[The Rebellion of Magic]

• Objective: First relic acquired: [Staff of the First Archmage].

• Progress: 25%

• New Objective: Discover the ancient prophecy tied to the Archmage's heir.

• Difficulty: Legendary

• Reward: ???

The Price of Power

The weight of the Staff of the First Archmage felt heavier than Harry expected—not just physically, but in his soul. Its dark wood pulsed faintly with magic older than time itself, whispering secrets he wasn't ready to hear.

As he made his way out of the hidden Sanctum beneath Hogwarts, the echoes of the battle with the Watcher of the Black Circle still clung to him. His body ached, but it wasn't the bruises or the burns that weighed on him.

It was the truth.

The world wasn't what he thought it was.

Magic wasn't just power—it was control.

And the Lords of Magic had been pulling the strings for centuries.

But now, Harry had something they feared: knowledge.

And knowledge was dangerous.

Whispers in the Dark

As Harry stepped into the cool night air outside the castle, his Gamer System chimed softly.

Quest Progress Updated:

• [The Rebellion of Magic]: First Relic Acquired.

• New Objective: Seek the second relic hidden within the heart of magical Britain.

• Side Quest Activated: [The Broken Prophecy]

• "Fate was never written for you alone."

• Objective: Uncover the prophecy connected to Mordred's bloodline.

• Reward: ???

The Broken Prophecy?

Harry frowned.

He thought he'd left prophecies behind after defeating Voldemort, but this felt different.

This wasn't about saving the wizarding world.

It was about rewriting it.

A Message from the Past

Later that night, Harry found himself alone in the Gryffindor common room, the fire casting flickering shadows across the walls.

He couldn't sleep.

Not with the whispers from the staff echoing in his mind.

Suddenly, the flames in the hearth shifted, turning an unnatural shade of blue.

And then—

A face appeared in the fire.

Not Dumbledore.

Not any wizard Harry recognized.

But someone with pale silver eyes and ancient runes etched into their skin.

"The heir has awakened," the figure whispered.

Harry leapt to his feet, wand in hand.

"Who are you?" he demanded.

The figure's smile was faint.

"A messenger. I have no name you would know."

Harry narrowed his eyes. "What do you want?"

"Not what I want. What you need."

The flames flickered, revealing an ancient stone door covered in runes—runes Harry recognized from the Archmage's relic.

"Seek the Tomb of Prophecies," the figure whispered. "Beneath the ruins where time stands still."

Then—

The fire returned to normal.

Harry's Gamer System flashed.

New Quest Activated: [Tomb of Prophecies]

• Objective: Locate the hidden tomb and uncover the prophecy tied to the Archmage's bloodline.

• Hint: "Where time stands still."

• Reward: ???

Where time stands still…

Harry's mind raced.

There's only one place like that.

The Department of Mysteries.

A Dangerous Alliance

Breaking into the Department of Mysteries wasn't something Harry could do alone.

He needed help.

But who could he trust?

The Order of the Phoenix? No—they were too tied to Dumbledore's ideals, to the world as it was, not as it could be.

Ron and Hermione? He wasn't sure they'd understand the depth of what he was uncovering.

No, he needed someone who knew how to operate in the gray areas of magic.

Someone who wasn't afraid to challenge the system.

That's how Harry found himself standing in front of a door deep within the castle dungeons.

The door to the office of Draco Malfoy, now a researcher in magical artifacts for the Ministry.

Of all the people…

Harry took a breath and knocked.

Enemies Become Allies

The door opened, and there stood Draco—older, sharper, his silver eyes narrowing the moment he saw Harry.

"Potter," he drawled. "To what do I owe this… unexpected pleasure?"

Harry didn't waste time.

"I need your help to break into the Department of Mysteries."

Draco blinked.

Then—

He laughed.

"Of course you do," he muttered, stepping aside. "Come in."

The room was cluttered with ancient scrolls and magical relics, dark artifacts glowing faintly under protective wards.

"Why me?" Draco asked, pouring himself a drink.

"Because you're not afraid of breaking rules," Harry replied. "And because I think you hate the Ministry as much as I do."

Draco studied him for a long moment, then set down his glass.

"You're not wrong."

Harry raised an eyebrow. "So you'll help me?"

Draco smirked. "What's in it for me?"

Harry leaned in.

"Power. The kind of power the Ministry doesn't even know exists."

That got Draco's attention.

"Go on."

The Plan

They planned through the night.

The Department of Mysteries was one of the most heavily guarded places in the magical world, filled with wards, enchantments, and Unspeakables who would kill without hesitation.

But Harry had been there before.

He knew the weaknesses.

And with Draco's knowledge of magical artifacts, they had a chance.

Just a chance.

But sometimes, that's all you need.

The Infiltration

A week later, under the cover of darkness, Harry and Draco stood in front of the Department of Mysteries.

Dressed in enchanted cloaks to avoid detection, they moved swiftly through hidden passages beneath the Ministry, bypassing wards and disarming traps.

Finally, they reached a door unlike the others—one carved with ancient runes that pulsed faintly with power.

The Tomb of Prophecies.

Harry's Gamer System flashed.

Objective Reached: [Tomb of Prophecies]

• Next Step: Enter and uncover the prophecy tied to Mordred's bloodline.

Harry pushed the door open.

The Broken Prophecy

Inside, the chamber was vast, filled with floating orbs of light, each containing whispers of the past, present, and future.

But at the center was something different.

A stone pedestal, and upon it—

A cracked orb, its surface flickering with unstable magic.

Harry approached cautiously, feeling the pull of destiny in his chest.

He reached out—

And the moment his fingers touched the orb, his mind was flooded with visions.

Flashes of war. Cities burning. Wizards fighting not with wands, but with raw magic that tore the world apart.

A figure standing above the chaos, cloaked in darkness—Mordred.

And beside them, a voice whispered:

"The heir shall rise when the world is blind. The blood of the past shall break the chains of fate. One shall fall so the other may ascend."

The vision snapped away.

Harry collapsed, gasping for air.

Draco rushed to his side. "Potter? What the hell was that?"

Harry's hands trembled.

It wasn't just a prophecy.

It was a warning.

One would fall so the other may ascend.

But who would fall?

Quest Update:

[The Broken Prophecy]

• Prophecy Uncovered: "One shall fall so the other may ascend."

• New Objective: Discover the true meaning of the prophecy.

• Progress: 50%

Harry stood, determination burning in his eyes.

The Lords of Magic wanted him to fail.

But he was done being a pawn.

It was time to rewrite fate.

End of Chapter 13