{Great Hall, Hogwarts}
{1st Sep 1991}
"When I call your name, you will put on the hat and sit on the stool to be
sorted," Minerva instructed. "Abbott, Hannah!"
A small girl who looked really petite with blonde pigtails stumbled out of their group, she sat on the stool rather tentatively as Minerva placed the singing hat on her head.
As he watched Hannah Abbot get sorted into Hufflepuff, he realized that he had not given much thought to the Sorting Hat. He was busy watching the realistic-looking ceiling and the candles that simply hung there, ever-burning without a hint of wax being used.
"Black, Rigel" Professor Minerva called out his name and he could feel a lot of eyes turn, a strange silence enveloped the room as he stepped forward and sat down on the stool.
'Surely not right? The Hat should not be able to read my mind?' Rigel thought as Minerva placed the hat on top of his head. He had been so focused on admiring the witches and the various ways you could make a white shirt sexy, he had pushed the mind-reading hat at the back of his mind.
'The Hat was able to talk to Harry, maybe it was a very leveled Legilemency, but it shouldn't be that high a level considering most old families would not send their heirs here if a hat was able to scoop information secrets from their mind.' Rigel was broken out of his musings however as the hat shouted, "SLYTHERIN!"
He watched as the table on the right erupted into applause as Minerva removed the hat from his head. He wasn't sure what happened but a lot of people seemed surprised by the choice. He calmly walked forward and turned to the table on the right. His eyes scanned the end of the table that was closest to the teacher's table and he found a nice spot by a second year.
[Arlie Gorden Lv 5]
How was he so sure that they were second years, well it was because of their levels. The segregation was quite clear to his eyes as each year was separated by a multiple of 3. First years were around level 1 and 7th years were around level 18-20.
'So three levels a year, that's kind of low isn't it?' Rigel thought but after sharing a nod with Arlie he looked back at the sorting.
"Bones, Susan!" Prof. McGonagall spoke as a beautiful redhead witch stepped forward, her gait contained confidence, she looked straight ahead as Prof. McGonagall placed the hat on top of her head.
"HUFFLEPUFF!" The sorting hat shouted as the yellow badgers erupted into cheers. Rigel looked down, the lining of his robes had turned green and his tie was now striped green and silver as well.
The Sorting followed an irregular pace as each sorting sometimes took seconds and sometimes minutes. His sorting had been on the quicker end and in a few moments Millicent Bulstrode became the second Slytherin to be sorted. The girl was quite big and round, and although not as unpleasant to look at as the books and the movies made it out to be, it was enough that Rigel didn't even dare to use 'Requirement analysis' on her.
...
"Granger, Hermione!" Minerva spoke as the next girl walked up the podium, Hermione here was a lot different than her canon counterpart. For once her hair was not almost blond like Emma Watson nor was she like the book Hermione with bushy brown hair. She looked quite beautiful with light freckles on her face that were barely visible, though, unlike the rest of the witches, she wasn't that keen to show off her body.
'Hmmm, I guess it makes sense, even if she had bushy hair, an 11-year-old Hermione wouldn't care about her looks as much as an 18-year-old would. Plus she's basically an adult now and should be ready to go to college before the Hogwarts letter came.' Rigel thought.
"GRYFFINDOR!" The hat shouted as the table on the left erupted into cheers. Rigel instead focused on Hermione and used 'Requirement Analysis' on her.
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[Name: Hermione Jean Granger]
[Measurements: 28"- 25" – 32" (A-Cup)]
[Description:]
[Hermione Jean Granger is a muggle-born witch in the same year as Harry Potter, she joins you in your 1st year at Hogwarts. A witch born from a long extinct line of squibs, Hermione is a sharp witch who has already completed her bachelor's degree in Chemistry. With the opportunity to learn magic, she decided to give in to her curiosity leaving her master's degree unfinished.]
[Considered an analytical and research genius by her mentor, Hermione she relies on her ability to theorize and solve complex magical problems. With a mature muggle education behind her, will she be able to solve the mysteries of magic, or perish due to an unforeseen experiment.]
[Status:]
[Lust: 0]
[Morals: 0]
[LP needed to dominate her: 5,000]
[Requirements!]
[1. Get better marks than her in any class or test.] {Locked: LP needed- 100}
[2. Consistently beat her in performing a spell before her 3 times in a row.]{Locked: LP needed- 200}
[3. Explain to her your understanding of magic and agree to join her study group.]{Locked: LP needed- 500}
[4. Reveal to her the existence of knowledge that is kept hidden in the vaults of older families.]{Locked: LP needed- 1000}
[5. Take advantage of her by asking for a kiss when she asks to loan any of the obscure books from your family vault.]{Locked: LP needed- 2000}
[6. Make out with her in the Library OR Show her the Room of Requirements.]{Locked: LP needed- 3000}
[7. Get a blowjob from her in the Library hidden behind bookshelves OR Have sex with her in the Room of Requirements.]{Locked: LP needed- 4000}
[8. Creampie her.]{Locked: LP needed- 5000}
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'Her requirements are a lot tamer than the other witches, maybe she would run away if I was too forceful.' Rigel thought as he read through the requirements. He sensed a familiar mana signature sitting next to him so he turned to Daphne and smiled, "Congratulations!"
"You were in a daze right there, you okay, you have been a little out of it?" Daphne asked as she whispered softly.
"No, I'm okay... I was just thinking you look stunning in green..." He gave her a cheeky smile as the blond looked away, her face returning to a stoic look.
'Hmm, she'll be a hard nut to crack!'
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AN - 29 chapters ahead at P.atreon
{Great Hall, Hogwarts}
{1st Sep 1991}
"Welcome," Dumbledore began. "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we
begin our banquet, I want to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit!
Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!"
The golden plates in front of Rigel were filled with food at those seemingly nonsense words. Although most people didn't notice, Rigel's mana sense pinged several times as hundreds of tiny house elves popped into the great hall for a brief moment, they snapped their fingers twice and then vanished.
It was a neat trick and a lot of people shook their heads at the mad genius that Dumbledore was. Although it was a cheap trick, Rigel was aware that Dumbledore could easily repeat this feat if the spell that covered the entire black lake was done by him.
Aside from him, there were 9 other Slytherins in his year. Daphne and Tracy were two of them, Millicent Bulstrode and Pansy Parkinson made the number of girls in Slytherin in his year to be 4. Then there was Draco and his two cronies, another black-haired boy named Theodore Nott and Blaize Zabini brought up the numbers to an even 10. He didn't count the other houses but most of the students get sorted into Ravenclaw. This was surprising because Rigel expected that to happen to Hufflepuff.
'I guess it makes sense, 18-year-olds are more mature than 11. So the students are more focused on learning magic rather than having an adventure.'
"So Black, heard you were raised in a muggle orphanage?" Malfoy suddenly asked, the conversation around the table quietened slightly as everyone leaned over slightly to listen in.
Rigel stared at the blond and the sneer on his face for a second before he spoke, "Does it matter, my name is still Black?"
'I guess he wasn't expecting a rational comeback after I was violent before...' Rigel thought as the Malfoy just gaped at him.
Rigel ignored the blond and focused on a prettier one, "So do you think we get our own room or what? Because I'm not sharing a dorm with the dumb and dumber over there..."
"Of course, we get our own private room, why would we share? Did you have to share your bed with other Muggles growing up?" Malfoy interrupted their conversation again.
While Rigel could ignore Malfoy, he just didn't want to let the blond get away with things, He gave the blond another bland look and asked with genuine curiosity on his face, "Why Malfoy you seem pretty interested in the muggles, don't tell me daddy dearest introduced you to the masked gang? What happened did you go on a raid and got addicted to Muggle pussy?"
There were sharp intakes of breath all around as a third of the Slytherin quietened down and quite a few of the Ravenclaw turned around to give Rigel a horrified look. Malfoy by now was turning red so Rigel continued, "What I thought you were up for a challenge. All I ever did was insinuate that your father was a Death Eater, that you would jump at a chance to be one, and that you are a rapist? Was that too much for your brain to handle?"
Okay so he definitely was getting some looks now, Daphne elbowed him slightly and he gave her a questioning look.
"Don't stoop to his level," She muttered. Rigel shrugged, he knew that Malfoy would just keep on building if he didn't shut him up first.
"Of course, I didn't want to, but if you ignore him now he would think his words mean anything." Rigel shrugged, he looked at the now tomato-colored blond and gave him a questioning look.
Malfoy didn't continue to question him he just bristled as he looked away. Rigel turned back to Daphne and asked, "I wonder if we have to change to a new room every year?"
"Why?" Daphne asked confused.
"Because then I would use more effort into customizing my room..." Rigel shrugged as he took a bite of the chicken.
"Uh, you get a new room every year," Arlie spoke as he gave his input, the black-haired 2nd year was sitting just next to him.
"Oh, Cool I guess," Rigel muttered, he just wanted the conversation to move on. Now that Malfoy was silent he didn't mind disappearing for a moment. From the fanfics he had read about the Slytherin house, he didn't know how it was run. Was there really a council that governs the students?
'I might have to get involved with the politics. Considering this is a hub of pureblood heirs I'm sure there would be some politics in the house.' Rigel pondered. The Slytherin table was a lot quieter than the other three tables as each group talked within themselves.
The dinner was a short affair but since the amount of food in front of them kept being replaced. Within 15 minutes almost everyone was done eating Rigel did his best not to laugh at Malfoy who was sitting next to the Bloody Baron.
While the jokes and laughs were good, the smile slipped off of Rigel's face as he looked at the second person in the Great Hall with another mana signature attached to him.
...
[Quirinus Quirrell/Tom Riddle Lv ??]
...
Even without the messed up name, Rigel would have been able to guess that something was wrong. He was surprisingly stronger but at the same time, his body had two different kinds of mana flowing through it. Unlike Harry where the two mana sources were almost indistinguishable, it was clearly very different in the case of Quirrell.
Though he didn't really have to guess what level the combined body of Voldemort and Quirinus Quirrell was at.
...
[Albus Dumbledore Lv 93]
...
'If we consider that Dumbledore was able to manage just a draw against Voldemort, and the fact that he was around level 90. Then how the fuck did Harry Potter manage to kill him in canon.' Rigel grumbled as he thought about the stupid forced plot. If Harry can't deal with Voldemort by dumb luck he would be dragged into the stupid war as well.
'I might need to start gathering the Horcruxes soon,' Rigel thought. His mind wandered to the Basilisk that was residing deep underneath Hogwarts. He was still debating on how to take care of the giant snake as well.
'At least I have a year to take care of that...'
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AN - Was the fight with Malfoy too childish? I'll explain the reasoning soon!
P.S- 29 chapters ahead on P.atreon!
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