79 Herpo the Foul

Chapter 79:

"★~ 🇭​​​​​🇦​​​​​🇷​​​​​🇷​​​​​🇾​​​​​ 🇯​​​​​🇦​​​​​🇲​​​​​🇪​​​​​🇸​​​​​ 🇵​​​​​🇴​​​​​🇹​​​​​🇹​​​​​🇪​​​​​🇷 ~★ "

"And Ms Granger, that know it all remark costed you 10 points from Gryffindor" Said the greasy-haired man in all black clothes.

Hearing Snape took points because she just explained to Neville, who answered the question wrong, Hermione couldn't help but speak out. "But Profess-"

"Make it 15 points from Gryffindor" Snape countered.

Hermione grumpily sat down while turning her anger at her supposed rival Daphne, who came to the class today and won a total of 25 points for Slytherin.

Daphne Greengrass has been top of the class in every subject, causing Hermione to take second place.

"Mate, You coming to the quidditch today? It's Gryffindor vs Slytherin" said Weasley who was asking his friend Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas.

"Of course, mate. I won't be missing that" answered Dean.

While this conversation was going on, Harry was grabbing his head, sitting in the Bathroom in pain.

'Go to that door~'

'Check the door~'

'Kill them'

'You coward!'

The voices were whispering in Harry's mind. Ever since going to that room, the voices started suggesting going to that room every day.

Unfortunately, Harry didn't listen to them, so they became louder day by day until his brain started hurting from being so loud.

"*Pop*"

Opening the cap of cough syrup, Harry chugged everything, causing his pain to calm down. Unfortunately, his pain meds were already finished, so he needed to substitute cough syrup containing codeine.

Taking a deep breath, Harry walked out of the bathroom.

"Hello, Mr Potter" said the man wearing a turban.

Harry turned around and noticed his muggle professor behind his back calling him. Weirdly, he wasn't stuttering whenever Harry found him talking to him.

"Hello, Professor Quirrell" greeted Harry.

"Do you mind if we have a chat… privately?" Quirrell asked.

Harry is now sure that something is wrong with Quirrell. His magic tells him that Quirrell shouldn't be trusted, while the voices that were calmed down suddenly become loud and ask him to follow Quirrell.

"Sorry, Professor. I am pretty busy, and I have an appointment with Professor Black whenever I am free. Is there something wrong? I can meet you after your class finishes tomorrow." Harry said.

Quirrell was disappointed hearing Harry, but he still maintained the same creepy smile and said "Nothing urgent, Mr Potter. We will talk after class, as you suggested."

Quirrell then turned around and walked away from Harry, who still felt like Quirrell was staring at him.

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Harry, arriving at his dorm, noticed a gift waiting for him. Opening the gift revealed a red cloak and a written note which says "It was your fathers, and now it is yours."

Harry recognised Dumbledore's signature, and in rage, he opened the window and threw it away. He doesn't want anything from Dumbledore, and he doesn't even know his parents, so he doesn't care about them.

Harry then changed his clothes and decided to explore the castle, since it's Christmas and many students went back home.

Harry decided to go to the restricted section and learn about some Dark Spells. It's both fascinating and exciting for him to learn Dark Arts.

Arriving at the library, he found a corner and closed his eyes. The magic in him responded by realising a dark mist and slowly made him invisible.

Making his way to the section, he cast magic, which can disarm alarms.

Ever since he was a child, his magic always responds the way he wants. If he wants to turn invisible, he can turn invisible. If he wants to read minds, he can read minds. It was as if his magic was sentient.

Harry has also been headaches with memories attached. After an excruciating headache, he will be hit by a random memory of Tom Marvolo Riddle when he was in Hogwarts.

One of the memory he was intrigued about was a person who accomplished immortality through splitting his soul.

Harry has been searching for how it was possible to be able to split your soul and obtain immortality. Although he has searched through his vault, even the library, he has not found anything about that person. So he is searching for that person in the restricted section that he didn't explore.

"Finally" Harry murmured.

In his hands was a book about a dark wizard.『🇭​​​​​🇪​​​​​🇷​​​​​🇵​​​​​🇴​​​​​ 🇹​​​​​🇭​​​​​🇪​​​​​ 🇫​​​​​🇴​​​​​🇺​​​​​🇱​​​​​』

Choosing a dark corner, he sat down and opened the book, relieving a drawing of Herpo the Foul with a giant snake known as a Basilisk.

The more Harry read, the more interested he got in reading his biography. Herpo the Foul has created a way to birth a Basilisk from an egg of a chicken hatched by a frog sitting on it. But, unfortunately, it was unclear how he created a Basilisk, and the book showed neither a way of creating one nor where his Basilisk in the picture went.

After finishing the book, Harry was both excited and disappointed. He has found it is possible to split a soul, but there was no instruction on how to do that.

'I can do it' Harry thought triumphantly. One thing that scared Harry was being caught by the wizarding world for being Dark and unique.

When Harry came to Hogwarts, he saw many students struggling to control magic; almost all were weak.

Harry initially had a problem, but when Naruto disappeared, his magic almost exploded if it wasn't stopped for some reason. Since then, Harry could control magic in any way he wanted.

Of course, Harry has limits, such as he can never tell the magic to create organic material, like creating food. Although Harry feels like all his limits were broken off after that incident, he can make an unlimited amount of spells and can power {Reducto} to be made to make a building disappear.

It is a curse which can break objects and, in its stronger form, has the ability to disintegrate them.

BUT everything comes with a cost. In Harry's case, something in him is changing. The more he uses the power, the more inhumane he becomes.

Harry raised his hands and saw his skin was peeling, revealing a pale-coloured skin underneath. His skin was peeling like paint coming off the walls.

Putting his hands in his pockets, and brings out a pocketknife. He then proceeded to make a cut in the palms, causing it to bleed.

Blood started pouring from the cut. Instead of being red, it had traces of the colour black in it. The blood looked almost infected.

'It became more black after coming here' Harry thought as he looked at his blood.

After wiping the blood, Harry thought 'Heal', which caused the wound to heal slowly and finally disappear without leaving a single trace.

After noticing his abnormal magic condition, Harry looked through many things about magic, which led him to become an avid gamer. So he knows some terms used in video games, and his magic subconsciously follows commands like 'Heal' or 'Attack'.

'Invisible' Harry suddenly turned himself invisible.

"I saw him come here" came a whisper of a person who Harry recognised.

"I am sure, my Lord" Harry heard him speak again.

Harry waited until the person disappeared, then slowly made his way to his dorms.

Returning to the dorms, Harry sat on the bed and thought 'How is Quirrell always able to find me? And why is he looking for me.'

Every day, Quirrell is looking for Harry in some way. At first, he was subtle, but recently Quirrell became a little aggressive. If Harry weren't a student at Hogwarts, he would have already made the annoyance disappear.

Deciding to deal with that matter later, he opened his notebook where he wrote all the stuff he learned in the Dark Library and started to revise it, then later erased all the stuff he wrote with his magic.

Harry learned Occlumency, so his memory is wonderful. It is just he needs to read a few times to memorise stuff with voices in his head.

'There is something under the three-headed dog!~' One of the voices said.

Harry had already seen a trap door when he came to that room with the three-headed dog, so he planned to find out what was underneath.

…

Today, Harry was roaming around an abandoned classroom to find an excellent place to practice the Dark Arts he had learned.

Arriving in a class, he was greeted by a large mirror. As soon as he arrived, he was hit with multiple alarms from his magic. There were many surveillance charms, tracking spells, and finally, a spying enchantment placed on top of the mirror.

Harry also noticed on the floors that there were charms which notified the caster.

Harry is not only intrigued about why there were so many spells for just a mirror, but also suspicious.

Coming in front of my mirror, he saw himself in the mirror, but slowly he started the image started to disorientate to…

Harry suddenly rushed towards the door and hid behind it.

An old man with a white beard and bright-coloured robe arrived inside.

"Hum… now where did he go?" murmured the old man.

After looking around for some time, the old man lastly cast some spells in the mirror and soon left.

Harry, who used his magic to hide behind the door, came out after seeing the person leave.

'That was Dumbledore' Harry thought, guessing the old man's age.

Harry is now sure that Dumbledore is behind all those traps and surveillance charms in this room.

'He said where is he' Harry thought. Harry was sure that he was either being tracked or somehow the enchantments in this room he hid from found him.

Dumbledore wouldn't know who came inside, but he said 'He' as he already knew it was a boy, and probably who that person was.

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[A/N: My exams are coming in, so I barely have time to write chapters... sorry.]

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