Legacy of Harry Potter

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November 1994

Dumbledore's Castle

When Harry reappeared next, he found himself standing in a vast expanse of grass covered land. In front of him stood a large structure made of stone. This was the castle Rita Skeeter had told Harry about.

Although, Rita had not been able to feel the wards around the castle, Harry could feel it very vividly. The wards surrounding it were undoubtedly impressive. Though, it was not as impressive as the Hogwarts wards or Peverell Manor wards, it was not very far.

Harry took a deep breath as his resolved his intent. He took few steps forward and arrived and arrived at the edge of the ward.

The death stick appeared in his right hand and he raised his right hand and poked it forward. The transparent barrier of the ward materialised before him in an instant and it glimmered with a white glow.

Harry waited for a moment, probably expecting some kind of movement from Dumbledore. No reaction came from inside and Harry wondered if Dumbledore has already left the castle.

Harry's grip tightened on the death stick as a massive wave of pure and raw magic left the elder wand. The next moment the magical wave struck the barrier and with a blinding flash of light the ward started to disintegrate.

It took few moments and hole wide enough for Harry to enter the ward had been formed in the ward. Harry had not really tried to destroy the whole ward. He stepped inside and the ward reclosed behind him.

Harry's steps did not slow down as he continued walking unhindered and unobstructed. In few moments, Harry was already at the main entrance of the castle and Harry started to feel as if Dumbledore had already left the place.

But as soon as Harry entered the main hall of the castle, an ominous feeling surrounded him and the reason was present in front of him.

Dumbledore was standing in the centre of the hall.

"Welcome Harry," Dumbledore smirked. "I had expected some guest when I had felt the disturbance in the wards some time back."

"It is nice to see you," he smiled. And for all purposes, Dumbledore's smile appeared to be genuine and full of warmth.

"Where is Nagini… the snake you stole?" Harry did not beat around the bush as he asked the question.

"Ah! Nagini," Dumbledore looked thrilled. "Don't you think, that the dark mark… the horcrux was a curious piece of magic my boy?"

"Dumbledore," Harry hardly held back from lashing out. "Where is the snake?"

"It seems you are not very interested to talk to me," Dumbledore said as his eyes narrowed and he looked behind his back towards a corner of the hall.

Harry followed Dumbledore's gaze, and though it was hard to see anything clearly in the dark, Harry could make out the silhouette of a creature in corner lying motionless. It was the unmoving corpse of Nagini.

"You killed it?" Harry asked with surprise evident in his voice. He had somehow not expected for Dumbledore to kill the snake.

"Hahah!" Dumbledore chuckled softly. "You think so, Harry?"

Harry did not understand what Dumbledore meant and before he could say anything more, Dumbledore released his suppressed aura. A massive amount of magic pressure erupted from Dumbledore and even Harry had to firm his legs to stand without moving back.

Harry easily recognised the magical wave of 'Dumbledore'. But there was something different about it today. Dumbledore's aura was many times more powerful than his normal aura… and mixed within that aura was something very sinister. Something that Harry had no problem in recognising. Something he knew very well.

"You absorbed the piece of soul from the horcrux?" Harry muttered in shocked voice.

"No… it is something different… your soul itself have underwent a change. You have not merely absorbed Voldemort's soul but you have made that soul a part of yourself."

"Very true, Harry," laughed Dumbledore. He was unusually today in very talkative mood.

"This is all very complicated," he laughed. "But you can say this is my masterpiece in magic."

"After all, I am not called the greatest wizard for nothing," he continued. "I have not merely absorbed his soul piece, but I have devoured his entire being… I have devoured Voldemort's entire existence. His powers… his authorities… I have devoured everything."

Harry had a shocked… dumbfounded expression on his face. He could not really understand what was Dumbledore trying to achieve.

"Why would you do that?" Harry asked.

Dumbledore did not answer the question with words. He raised his wand and casually waved it. A red jet of light left Dumbledore's wand. It was no special spell- a simple disarmament spell.

Harry felt no danger from the spell as he raised his wand to swat it away. But the moment, the spell struck the tip of Harry's wand, the expression on Harry's face turned that of shock.

Although, he was finally able to swat it away, Harry's hand was trembling slightly. Such was the sheer power in a simple spell from Dumbledore.

"Shocked are you, Harry?" Dumbledore chuckled. "Like my ingenuity?"

Harry had an expression of pure shock on his expression. He could hardly believe what he was seeing. He took deep breath and calmed his mind.

"After all this, what do you truly want Dumbledore?" Harry asked. "You want to rule the world like Voldemort?"

"What do I want Harry?" Dumbledore smiled as he gazed upwards as if reliving some far memory.

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