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Chapter 126: Chapter 123

"Would you at least look at what I need?"

Burke snatched the list out of her hand and scanned through it, his eyes gaining a gleam.

"Virgin blood! Witch's dearth! I don't know what shop you think you're looking for missie, but mine isn't it."

"I know you have every one of those. And I can pay." The girl was either too dumb or too brave. Either way, Borgin could see Burke giving in to his urges, so he spoke up.

"Caractacus, she's a witch. Think of the Aurors." He said by the way of cautioning.

"Do I look like I care about Aurors? It's been years since I've had proper witch meat for dinner. But I bet a little un like you will be all tender and succulent eh?" Burke asked grabbing the girl's arm roughly.

The hood fell off the girl's face, and Borgin saw her eyes for the first time. The blood red orbs sent a shiver down his spine. A sneer appeared on the little girl's face and he saw a wand slip into her hand. Burke didn't even have time to move before the spell hit him.

"Crucio!"

A scream ripped through the deeper Knockturn Alley. The pedestrians stopped for a second to stare at the storefront, listening to the screams, before walking off, their footsteps quicker than before. This was Knockturn, and nobody cared about others more than themselves.

"Avada Kedavra" he finally heard the girl incant at Burke, just as he thought his head would explode from the noise.

Borgin let out a loud shriek and squeezed his eyes shut, trembling in fear of his life. It was all quiet for a second before he heard footsteps coming towards him.

A wand pressed against his throat, burning hot and the girl spoke in a cheery voice.

"Can I please have what I asked for? Or need I furbish you with some…encouragement"

"NO NO PLEASE I'LL GET IT ALL FOR YOU I SWEAR!" Borgin screamed in terror as he scrambled up to his feet and ran behind the counter scrambling to pull together all the ingredients that Tom had listed out.

After getting all the ingredients and cleaning up the entire mess with a few well-placed memory charms and fire spells with the stolen wand he had acquired, Tom, in Lisa's body caught the Knight bus back to her home.

He barely made his way into the door before all the magic he had siphoned from the girl through the months got exhausted, and his consciousness snapped back into the diary, making Lisa fall to the floor.

He could feel her awake, feel her confusion at how she got down here from her room. Her hand brushed his diary cover inside her pocket. She pulled him out and wrote, with a scratchy and shaky hand.

Tom, I was in my room, talking with you wasn't I? How did I get downstairs?

Easy questions. Easy answers. He willed the ink to rise to the surface and form words.

What are you talking about Lisa, you just told me you were coming down to get a biscuit.

Did I?

There was doubt in that statement, and doubt needed to be removed. He willed the ink to rise up again, this time molding it into a perfect replica of Lisa's handwriting.

'I'll just go get a biscuit and be right back Tom.'

The doubt died away. He willed the diary's magic to latch onto the belief and trust and feed it until she believed all that he had said.

Oh. I'm sorry for doubting you Tom.

No worries Lisa, just know that I'm here, always there for you.

This line somehow sparked a small wisp of endearment in her mind. It wasn't much, but it was enough. The diary's magic latched onto that and fed it, making sure it grow slowly but surely.

He felt her brush the pages of the diary delicately before gently putting it away in her pocket.

With a small bout of satisfaction, he noted that the entire operation had gone without a hitch. Safe again in the depths of his soul container, he thought of how he would work on the potion.

The potion would need months of attention and care to make. He obviously couldn't brew it at the Turpin home with the mother watching. And the girl disappearing and not going to school would make too many people suspicious too soon.

The Draught would have to be brewed and tended to at Hogwarts.

It would be risky. He'd have to somehow remove Dumbledore from the school. And he'd also need more time. He would need at least until Halloween to become corporeal and take full control, which would be necessary for the last few steps of the draught brewing.

His mind went back to his own time at school, and an idea formed…one which would take down a few mudbloods and let those ministry politicians play their blame game and drive Dumbledore from the school.

Yes, he decided. The Chamber of Secrets would open again.

It had been a week full of practising the same spell over and over again, and it seemed as if Gamer abilities weren't going to be helping him anytime soon. So on the 8th of July, upon the insistence of Perenelle, he had taken an entire day off.

Florean Fortescue had come over for breakfast with the Potters, and Harry had to be really careful about making sure that he called the Flamels by their aliases, Nick and Ellie.

This charade was made even more difficult by the divine chocolate fudge ice cream that Mr. Fortescue had brought over. Harry had to haggle for ten minutes with Perenelle to eat a bowl for breakfast while both Nicholas and Mr. Fortescue snickered at him`` through his struggles.

After he'd finally emerged victorious in that particular battle and sat himself down at the table with a bowl of ice cream, he started paying attention to the conversation.

"So will you be opening late after last night?" Nicholas asked Mr. Fortescue.

"I think I will be. The cooling charms and freezing charms are all working as good as ever, and the fire wards stopped the fire from burning down the parlor. But I do have to help out a bit with the other stores. The lads over at the Menagerie are getting hell from the owls that got loose during the panic."

"There was a fire in Diagon Alley?" Harry asked, concerned.

"Not in Diagon thankfully." Mr. Fortescue said to Harry, handing him the Daily Prophet with the second page open "Just a shady little side alley called Knockturn. I'm telling you Nick. I've been telling all the lads at Diagon to put some gold into fire wards for years. They listened and that's what saved their shops. The scallywags at Knockturn though…"

Harry tuned Fortescue out as read the headline of the tiny article the paper had published about it.

KNOCKTURN BURNS

'Catchy' Harry thought and quickly read through it. The fire had started at a shady shop called Borgin and Burkes. One of the partners, Burke, died and the other survived. Nobody really knew what had started the fire, but only a few shops in the Diagon had really been affected by it.

Feeling slightly sorry for the people who'd gotten hurt, Harry finished his breakfast, and with Perenelle's permission, took another bowl of ice cream up to his room for Hedwig.

When he opened the door, he got a pleasant surprise.

Fawkes and Hedwig were twittering away at each other perched on his study desk.

"Fawkes! How are you? I haven't seen you in so long!" Harry exclaimed, setting down the bowl of ice cream on his table, which was promptly monopolized by Hedwig.

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Chapter 127: Chapter 124

"Doing quite well Harry. Got a letter for you again."

Harry picked up the letter that lay on the desk and opened it. It was his school report card. He'd have to remember to get it signed by Nicholas. Pocketing it, he asked the red phoenix, "So how come there isn't a school owl delivering this? I'm glad you're here, but aren't report cards usually delivered by school owls?"

"Indeed. But Albus seems to have realized that young Hedwig here and I have become friends. He wants me to spend more time with people other than him. Thinks I need to…get out more," the phoenix said, sounding incredibly amused, "I swear he sometimes forgets that I'm a millennium older than him."

Harry chuckled before asking, "So what have you been doing after the school let off?"

"Albus and I had been gone for a while to Chile to meet an ICW delegate. Its not all that interesting, but the parrots that the delegate keeps in his house are quite the beauties."

"Sounds fun" Harry said before realizing that Hedwig was getting ice cream all over her feathers. "Eat slower Hedwig! Or I swear I'll have to give you a bath."

Letting out a trill of protest, Hedwig burst into fire at the same spot, drying all the chocolate, and then vigorously shook herself, making all the chocolate fall off. With a small chirp of triumph at Harry, she went back to her ice cream.

"She's a smart one," Fawkes noted, amused.

"That she is" Harry said, before something crossed his mind and he frowned.

"Anything wrong Harry?"

"Nothing…it's just that my friend Dean's birthday is coming up and he told me he'd send me a letter inviting me as soon as he got home. It's been almost two weeks and there's no sign of a letter. Not just from him, but from any of my friends."

"No letters? None?"

"None. Haven't seen an owl since I left Hogwarts."

"That is strange. Perhaps you should go visit them and talk about it."

"I would, but I don't know any of their addresses though."

"I can help with that!" Fawkes said, perking up. With a small burst of flames, he disappeared. Just as Harry started wondering where he'd gone, he flamed back in, this time with a thick book in his claws which he dropped onto the table.

Harry read the cover.

Hogwarts Registry: Deputy Head's copy

"Fawkes! Did you nab this from Professor McGonagall?!" he exclaimed.

"…Yes. And I recommend you look through it fast before she notices."

Harry dove in, quickly sifting through to the second year section and noting down the addresses of his friends. Fawkes quickly flamed out, replacing the book from where he had taken it, before coming back.

"Most of them are all pretty far from here. Reckon you could drop me off Fawkes?" Harry asked.

"I could drop you off, but I can't bring you back. Albus and I will be leaving for Japan soon and he'll be expecting me. I'm already a bit late actually."

"Well then, I suppose I should go to Dean's house then. It is the closest." Harry said "You can stay Hedwig, finish your ice cream. His house isn't too far away. I'll walk back."

Hedwig chirped an agreement and Harry grabbed onto Fawkes's tail feathers, disappearing in the flames and reappearing in a small deserted alleyway off of the Vincent Street near Vincent Square, around where the registry said Dean lived.

After saying goodbye to Fawkes, Harry spent a few minutes walking all around the Vincent Square, which was a massive playing field, looked at the series of buildings, looking for the relevant house number.

Suddenly he heard his name being called. "Harry! Oi Harry! Over here!"

Harry looked around. It was Dean! He was waving at Harry from inside the field, where he and a bunch of others were playing football. Harry waved at him and went around the boundary fence of Vincent Square to enter the field through the gate. He saw Dean tag out for another guy who took his position and then run over to Harry.

"Harry! How've you been doing mate? Why haven't you been replying to the letters?" Dean asked as they shook hands and headed towards the shade to talk.

Harry was thrown off.

"Letters? I haven't been getting any," he said, frowning, "That's why I came here to talk. I was wondering if anything was wrong."

Dean looked concerned, "That's odd. Ron mentioned you haven't been replying to any of the others' letters as well. The owls always came back without the letter, so they must've given it to somebody…Do you reckon somebody's stealing your mail? That couldn't be it could it?"

Harry thought for a few seconds before answering, "Maybe…I think that it could be. It's not a long shot"

There was a moment's silence as they let the thought sink in. Harry idly thought about how Filch had been intercepting their owls last year and wondered if Dumbledore was somehow involved.

Dean shivered with disgust, "Urgh…just the thought of somebody cutting you off from all your mail like that…so weird. I'll let the others know about it and see if they notice anything strange."

"Thanks mate."

"No worries. Oh, and you're officially invited to my birthday. Drop by early and you can help us put up the balloons and stuff."

Suddenly, a boy from the field yelled in their direction. "Oi Dean! Get back here quick! We gotta get Vikk off the pitch before he scores an own goal!"

"Coming Simon!" Dean yelled back and turned to Harry. "I'll be seeing you day after tomorrow Harry."

"See you then. Good luck for the match mate."

Dean grinned and sprinted back onto the field. Suddenly, a screen popped up in front of him.

Quest Alert!

Dean's birthday is coming! Buy a cool gift!

Rewards,

+1 stat point

1000 Exp

Failure,

It's not exactly hard, just buy him a bloody gift you dolt

YES/NO?

He accepted the quest. Making his way out of the field, he started walking towards the direction of Charing Cross for a few seconds, intending to finish this quest early, before remembering that he could apparate. Feeling a bit stupid, Harry dipped into a side alley and apparated to the roof of an office building near the Charing Cross.

He ran down the stairs and onto the road, making his way through the Leaky Cauldron and into the Diagon Alley.

Making his way into Scribbulus Writing Instruments, he picked out a set of eagle feather quills for Dean, who he knew liked drawing.

As he paid for the set and had it wrapped, a screen popped up in front of him.

Ping!

Quest Success!

Dean's birthday is coming! Buy a cool gift!

Rewards,

+1 stat point

1000 Exp

He waved away the screen before heading back towards the apartment. There was one thing on his mind. Someone was intercepting his mail, trying to isolate him from the magical world. Who? Why? How? He didn't know.


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