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Chapter 54: Chapter 52 - A Treacherous Game of Chess (1)

Three weeks, that was the time he searched for the Chamber of Secrets, but the place was nowhere to be found in Hogwarts, as if it had completely vanished from the face of the earth. If it weren't for the Sorting Hat stating that the Chamber of Secrets existed, Asterion would have doubted its existence in this reality.

 

Rhythmically tapping his fingers on the table, Asterion delved into deep thoughts. If the Chamber of Secrets wasn't in Hogwarts, there was only one place it could be: the Forbidden Forest.

 

"Even if I don't follow the canon, will I be dragged into it eventually?" Asterion murmured to himself as he watched the orange flames of the fireplace. The comforting crackle of the flames seemed to bring him an inexplicable sense of calm.

 

"But, it won't be so simple to drag me into this mess," Asterion murmured with a cold smile, as he continued to contemplate the spectacle of the flames.

 

It was a game, a game involving Dumbledore, Voldemort, and himself, each with their distinct objectives. Dumbledore manipulated Hogwarts as if it were a chessboard, with the Philosopher's Stone as the prize for whoever could take down his "queen," all with the purpose of luring Voldemort out of the hole he called a hideout.

 

Even aware that it was a trap set for him, Voldemort chose to participate in the game in the hope of regaining his body.

 

Whether Dumbledore or Voldemort, both trusted their own lives to win in this game of manipulation, lies, and power.

 

But Asterion had no intention of becoming a mere pawn in the hands of two extremely powerful and experienced wizards. He knew he wouldn't stand a chance against Dumbledore and Voldemort when it came to manipulation. After all, at just thirteen years old, he definitely didn't have the same experience or patience needed to manipulate everything and everyone like they did.

 

"But don't blame me for flipping the chessboard when I lose patience," Asterion said, resting his head on his hand and displaying a sarcastic and ironic smile. He was determined not to submit to the plays of Dumbledore and Voldemort, even if it meant challenging the rules of the game.

 

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Headmaster's Office.

 

Rose observed the office with great curiosity, but after a moment of analysis, she found nothing particularly interesting. It seemed just like a typical office of an elderly man, filled with portraits, common objects, and many books.

 

"Rose, thank you for coming." Dumbledore greeted her with a smile, but she only smiled back, not bothering to respond. She sat in the chair across from him and stared at him with her radiant blue eyes.

 

"Would you like something to drink, Rose?" He offered, with a gentle smile and a warm look.

 

"No, thank you. I've learned not to accept sweets from strangers, especially from suspicious old men." Rose replied, her smile tinged with sarcasm.

 

"Well said." Dumbledore laughed, taking a sip of his honey tea. He ignored the provocative words of the thirteen-year-old.

 

Then, he looked seriously at Rose and asked, "What do you think of the wizarding world, Rose?"

 

"From what I've seen, it's a rather backward, prejudiced, and quite authoritarian world, in my opinion." Rose responded, keeping her gaze fixed on Dumbledore.

 

"Hmm..." Dumbledore nodded, continuing. "Part of this is due to magical secrecy, which prevents Muggles from knowing about the existence of magical beings. Both worlds haven't delved deep enough. England, in particular, is one of the most conservative countries in this aspect. Many of our laws haven't been altered in over four centuries, a time when the nobility held particularly powerful sway."

 

The expression "particularly powerful" was a euphemism on Dumbledore's part. Four hundred years ago, Muggle-born wizards couldn't ascend in the magical society; without money, many were forced to return to the Muggle world, unable to continue their studies or research.

 

It was a time when blood determined everything. Blood meant power, wealth, and status. Without it, you were just a dirty, hungry peasant.

 

"My Magical History teacher is Professor Binns," Rose commented with a bored tone.

 

Dumbledore wasn't offended by her words. Stroking his long white beard, he looked at the girl with grandfatherly tenderness and let out a low chuckle.

 

"Patience is a virtue, Rose. There will be moments in your life when you'll need it."

 

Rose rolled her eyes at his words; patience was the last thing she had at that moment. All she wanted was to leave and, perhaps, tease Asterion a bit. She enjoyed trying to change that perpetually cold expression on his face.

 

Noticing Rose's growing impatience, Dumbledore shook his head and continued.

 

"With my status as Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, I granted some rights to Muggle-borns and half-bloods, which threatened their status, angering the nobility. As you may have read in some books, unfortunately, this eventually led to war."

 

"A war because I granted 1% of the rights that belonged to the noble class to those who truly needed them. This enraged them so much that they embraced Voldemort as their leader, largely in part due to his connection with Salazar Slytherin. Combine an extremist and an equally extremist ideology, and the result is genocide against Muggles, Muggle-born wizards, and half-bloods, along with some pure-bloods."

 

Rose's eyes grew particularly cold at the mention of Voldemort, her parents' killer.

 

"Why are you telling me this?" She asked, sitting up straight in the padded seat.

 

"Rose, when I'm gone, the nobility will regain all the power they had before. Nearly fifty years of work will be thrown away. People need a leader, someone to protect their rights," Dumbledore explained bluntly.

 

These words caused Rose's eyes to widen briefly, looking at Dumbledore as if she were seeing a madman. With the explanation she had received from Asterion on the Hogwarts Express, she could understand the nuances in Dumbledore's words.

 

"You want me to take your place in the Light Faction?" She asked, still somewhat incredulous.

 

"Exactly. I want you to take my place as the leader of the Light Faction," Dumbledore confirmed with a nod.

 

Rose didn't know what to say. She wasn't naive; she understood perfectly the implications of Dumbledore's words. However, if she were asked if she wanted that, the answer would be an emphatic no.

 

Without Dumbledore needing to read her mind, he knew exactly what she was thinking.

 

"I know, Rose. You don't want this, but don't answer me now, my old bones can still hold out for a few more years." Dumbledore showed a smile and spoke, showing his arm with sagging skin, as if he wanted to reinforce his words.

 

Rose didn't respond and left the office without saying anything to Dumbledore.

 

Dumbledore watched Rose leave his office with a calm and serene look, he looked at his own hands aged by time and murmured to himself.

 

"Rose, you will learn that when the world needs you, it doesn't ask for your permission, it orders."

 

Leaning weakly in his chair, Dumbledore looked at his old friend who had just arrived and murmured.

 

"For the greater good, Fawkes."

 

The beautiful phoenix just chirped a lovely, comforting tune, bringing a smile to the lips of the Hogwarts headmaster.

 

-

 

Walking through the corridors of Hogwarts, Rose ignored the admiring gazes of other students, lost in deep thoughts.

 

Suddenly, she spotted Asterion carrying some books in his arms, likely from the Hogwarts library.

 

Without hesitation, she approached, took his hand, and dragged him into a nearby broom cupboard, to the surprised looks of the first-year students and the ambiguous, provocative looks from the older ones.

 

"Help, I'm going to be abused...", Asterion said sarcastically inside the broom closet, looking at Rose.

 

Rolling her eyes at his words, Rose stared at him seriously.

 

"Little Star, I want you to answer something," she said with an extremely serious tone, leaning against the wall.

 

Asterion was surprised by the seriousness in her voice and nodded, agreeing with her words.

 

"If I become the leader of the Light Faction, what will happen to me?" Rose asked.

 

"Dumbledore offered you the position," Asterion understood the seriousness of Rose.

 

Honestly, he was surprised. Dumbledore spoke to Rose! That truly surprised him; he thought the old manipulator wouldn't reveal the truth until a few years later.

 

"You don't seem surprised," said Rose, noticing his lack of reaction, her eyes slightly narrowed.

 

"It's obvious. Think carefully about your life and see that almost everything in it has Dumbledore's hands behind it," Asterion replied coldly, uncaring about Rose's feelings.

 

This made Rose clench her fists tightly. She took a deep breath and calmed herself, feeling that if she continued to dwell on this, Hogwarts might cease to exist.

 

"To answer your question, I have to ask something first. Do you want me to answer as your cousin or your future enemy?" said Asterion, leaning against the door, looking at Rose with a cold gaze.

 

Rose furrowed her brow and responded determinedly. "Both."

 

"Very well," said Asterion. "As your future enemy, I advise you not to accept his proposal. With your conviction to irritate me, it's possible that I might try to kill you at some point in your life. You're particularly irritating."

 

His words made Rose's lips curl into a smile.

 

Asterion continued speaking, this time with a cold and chilling tone. "Prepare to be my enemy; I won't hesitate to make you bleed in the Wizengamot. I'll do whatever it takes to achieve my goals, including killing your supporters."

 

Rose narrowed her eyes at Asterion; she didn't doubt his words.

 

"As your cousin, I advise you to accept. The political and personal power it will bring will make you one of the most important people in the world. You'll have the entire legacy of the most powerful man in the world, who was considered the second coming of Merlin. Whether it's knowledge, wealth, political power, or access to his entire organization, you'll have it all," Asterion finished.

 

Rose remained silent, delving into her deepest thoughts.

 

Did she want all that power? For what purpose? To change the world? To engage in political disputes in a magical parliament?

 

Rose wasn't sure. She didn't feel rushed to answer. As Dumbledore had said, she had a few years to respond to Albus Dumbledore's proposal.

 

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1700 words. Things started to work out, all sides began to make their own moves. I hope you enjoyed.

 

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Next Chapter: Chapter 53 - A Treacherous Game of Chess (2), Chapter 54 - A Treacherous Game of Chess (3), Chapter 55 - A Treacherous Game of Chess (4), Chapter 56 - Magical Self-Defense Tactical Training Class (1), Chapter 57 - Magical Self-Defense Tactical Training Class (2), Chapter 58 - Magical Self-Defense Tactical Training Class (3), Chapter 59 - Magical Self-Defense Tactical Training Class (4), Chapter 60 - School Council, Chapter 61 - Mission (1), Chapter 62 - Mission (2), Chapter 63 - Mission (3), Chapter 64 - Mission (4), Chapter 65 - Mission (5), Chapter 66 - Consequences of the Attack (1), Chapter 67 - Consequences of the Attack (2), Chapter 68 - Invasion of Hogwarts (1), Chapter 69 - Invasion of Hogwarts (2), Chapter 70 - Invasion of Hogwarts (3), Chapter 71 - Invasion of Hogwarts (4), Chapter 72 - Invasion of Hogwarts (5), Chapter 73 - Invasion of Hogwarts (6), Chapter 74 - Invasion of Hogwarts (7), Chapter 75 - Invasion of Hogwarts (8), Chapter 76 - Invasion of Hogwarts (9), Chapter 77 - Invasion of Hogwarts (10).

 

 


Chapter 55: Chapter 53 - A Treacherous Game of Chess (2)

On the following day, after the end of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, the students left the room relieved. It seemed to be a class none of them enjoyed, partly because of the professor, partly due to the content itself.

 

Quirinus wasn't exactly the most beloved professor at Hogwarts. That was a unanimous opinion among the students, from first to seventh year.

 

"M-Mr. Black, please, stay a moment," Quirinus suddenly stuttered, surprising everyone. Without asking questions, the students exited the room. Before leaving, Daphne shot a look of confusion at Quirinus. She always felt that this professor wasn't as simple as he appeared. Sometimes, an especially sinister aura emanated from him.

 

"Any problem, professor?" asked Asterion, his voice cold and indifferent, fixing his red eyes on the purple turban atop the man's head.

 

'Here we go…' thought Asterion. He never thought of speaking amicably against Voldemort; he would have a showdown today with the dark lord who most terrorized the British wizarding community.

 

When Rose had spoken to him the day before, Asterion had predicted that Voldemort would also make his move against him. Therefore, the Black heir wasn't surprised by the current situation. It was expected.

 

"S-Mr. Black..." Before Quirinus could finish speaking, his face contorted in pain, turning pale and sickly.

 

Asterion knew that Voldemort was assuming control of Professor Quirinus's body. It wasn't a pleasant process, but the major consequence was that Voldemort was draining Quirinus's vitality to fully manifest himself.

 

Even if he wasn't killed by Harry Potter in the original world, Quirinus's fate wouldn't be much different. He would die by his master's hand. There was no other option for him. He was already a dead man, he just didn't know when he would die.

 

Suddenly, Quirinus's body turned away from Asterion, and the turban on his head unraveled, revealing not just a bald head, but a terrifying face in place of the hair.

 

A face full of sharp, pointed teeth, with bright crimson eyes shining like a menacing and eerie light.

 

"I believe this is the first time we've met, Heir Black," the head spoke, and for a moment, Asterion thought he heard a hiss like that of a snake.

 

Asterion placed his hand over his chest and gracefully bowed, looking directly into the crimson eyes.

 

"Yes, what an honor. I see you're in great condition, parasite," Asterion replied sarcastically, displaying the most ironic smile he could muster. His red eyes gained a supernatural gleam.

 

Voldemort's face contorted in anger for a moment but soon returned to normal.

 

"Sarcastic words won't save you in the end, Heir Black," Voldemort threatened with his cold, hissing voice.

 

"I really want to see how you plan to kill me, being... well, a parasite in this body," Asterion retorted, veiled contempt on his face. He truly wished to test the patience of this arrogant shard of soul.

 

As if sensing the provocative intent in his words, Voldemort flashed a chilling smile and spoke coldly, "You'll have to try harder to provoke my wrath."

 

"Oh, for someone who was afraid of a baby overthrowing his rule, you have a very loud tone, Great Dark Lord," Asterion shot back, his disdain almost overflowing from his gaze.

 

Voldemort's face contorted briefly. He had to admit, the boy had a venomous tongue capable of irritating anyone.

 

Ignoring his furious gaze, Asterion proceeded coldly, "Stop with empty words and say what you want."

 

"What do I want?" Voldemort looked at Asterion and grinned maliciously. "The correct question is: do you want the location of the Chamber of Secrets?"

 

Asterion remained indifferent to the tempting words of the man, or rather, the monster he was. He wouldn't let Voldemort read his emotions and use them against him.

 

Unperturbed by his indifference, Voldemort continued, "Do you think I haven't noticed your cursed spirits checking every corner of Hogwarts? You want the Chamber of Secrets, Asterion Black."

 

"The Inborn Technique of Salazar Slytherin, a temptation for a wizard." The Dark Lord spoke, his voice full of temptation and infinite glory.

 

Showing a cold smile, Asterion toyed with his wand in his hands and spoke, looking at Voldemort with an amused gaze. "Interesting... you speak as if you don't have it. Does that mean you weren't worthy to inherit Salazar's legacy?"

 

Asterion wanted to irritate Voldemort with another word, hinting at his probable failure to receive Salazar Slytherin's inheritance by using the Horcruxes, but that would reveal that Asterion knew one of Voldemort's most important secrets - the Horcruxes!

 

This was something Asterion couldn't allow!

 

On the other hand, Voldemort had decided something at that moment: he would kill Asterion in the most painful way possible. He would dismember him, tear out his heart, and eat it while the boy was still alive.

 

Asterion's failure to inherit Salazar Slytherin's Inborn Technique was an eternal wound in his soul, and he wouldn't allow anyone to speak of it.

 

Feeling Voldemort's malicious gaze like a snake ready to strike its prey, Asterion smiled inwardly. Voldemort's reaction more than confirmed his words. The Dark Lord had failed to awaken Salazar Slytherin's Inborn Technique!

 

This was great news for Asterion. At least the Chamber of Secrets wouldn't be empty when he found it.

 

Looking at Voldemort in silence, Asterion had a clear advantage over the Dark Lord, and that was comforting.

 

"So, how do you intend to seduce me to your side? But I'll tell you now, it's better not to waste my time. Otherwise..." Asterion didn't need to finish for Voldemort to understand the nuances in his words. A curtain of shadows unfolded behind him, and the gigantic eyes of Nidhogg stared at Voldemort.

 

In Asterion's shadow, Baskerville opened its hundreds of red eyes, staring at Voldemort with an eager and sadistic gaze.

 

Both Cursed Spirits were ready for a battle to the death.

 

The Dark Lord showed a look of disgust towards the two special-grade cursed spirits. The Black Family's Inborn Technique was truly irritating to any Special-grade Wizard. It was like fighting against an army of one man.

 

Especially for Voldemort's current state, he could only use magic, as his Inborn Technique, the Corruption of Malevolent Gods, couldn't be used without a physical body.

 

Looking at the arrogant boy, Voldemort hissed and spoke coldly, "I want Rose Potter, you want the Chamber of Secrets."

Asterion couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at that. He truly didn't know where Voldemort's confidence in dealing with Rose came from. Rose wasn't just any Special-grade Wizard; she was a monster among monsters.

 

"You seem very confident in dealing with Rose," Asterion said coldly, trying to gather some information.

 

"Stop trying to glean information from me, arrogant boy."

 

Asterion simply shrugged and remained indifferent. He wasn't surprised to have been found out.

 

Revealing a murderous intent, Asterion spoke, "Yes, you're right, I want the Chamber of Secrets, but why do you think I would work together with my father's killer?"

 

"In the face of power, what are fathers," Voldemort sneered coldly, his eyes not hiding the disgust and contempt he felt for his parents.

 

"Well, my father was killed by you, your father on the other hand, thought he was ugly enough to go buy cigarettes and never come back", said Asterion intensifying his bloodlust, speaking without caring if he would make Voldemort furious.

 

He counted on it; killing a man driven by fury was much easier than killing him when calm.

 

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA."

 

Voldemort laughed. He let out a loud, powerful, and chilling laughter.

 

"I'm going to kill you," he said, looking at Asterion with a growing bloodlust, much greater than Asterion's own.

 

Asterion showed no fear and raised his hand, pretending to tremble it as if he were afraid.

 

"See, I'm shaking in my boots," he said sarcastically.

 

As Asterion finished his sentence, a bolt of red energy shot towards him, the crackling sound reverberating through the classroom.

 

Asterion, still holding his wand, didn't hesitate and retaliated with the same lightning spell, but his bolt was of a vibrant blue.

 

The two bolts collided in the air, generating plasma that dispersed in all directions.

 

Asterion intensified the output of magical energy, causing the blue bolt to gain the upper hand over the red bolt in the tug-of-war. Voldemort attempted the same, but he was merely a fragment of a soul parasitizing a body that wasn't his own.

 

The more Voldemort used Quirinus's magic, the closer the man was to death.

 

This weakened the dark lord's magic to the bare minimum.

 

Realizing his advantage, Asterion didn't hesitate, continuing to cast smaller bolts while maintaining the main bolt. The blue bolts struck the walls, leaving charred trails and partially melting them.

 

Asterion showed no mercy; he commanded Baskerville to attack alongside Nidhogg.

 

With a sadistic laugh, Baskerville emerged beside Voldemort, using the Dark Lord's own shadow to move and opened its huge mouth, filled with sharp teeth, ready to devour him with a single strike.

Realizing the imminent danger, Voldemort used his other hand to cast a wandless and silent spell.

 

Like an invisible magical blade, the spell sliced through the air and collided with the enormous demonic dog, and to the Dark Lord's surprise, the dog swallowed the spell as if it were a tasty snack.

 

Baskerville, mocking Voldemort, laughed sadistically as it continued its attack, always aiming for the opponent's blind spots.

 

Voldemort was forced to transform into a black mist and hover in the air to avoid the creature's relentless attacks from a hundred eyes.

 

Nidhogg, wreathed in lightning, quickly occupied a large part of the classroom and attacked from all sides with its powerful electric discharge.

 

Asterion, protected by his armor, remained unscathed by the cursed spirit's red bolts, while Voldemort was assailed by bolts capable of melting steel.

 

Asterion raised his wand, following Voldemort's movements, and waved it while chanting the spell: "Lacarnum Inflamari."

 

An explosion of high-temperature flames blocked Voldemort's advance.

 

To Asterion's surprise, Voldemort manipulated the flames to his advantage, creating an immense serpent of fire that collided with Nidhogg, spreading fire and lightning throughout the classroom, which was on the verge of ruin.

 

If it weren't for Hogwarts' magical resilience, this part of the castle might have been destroyed long ago.

 

Feeling the heat of the flames emanating from the fire serpent, Asterion began to float in the air, closely following Voldemort, using his flying cloak. He attacked alongside Baskerville, casting numerous attack spells and causing the two serpents to entwine with each other.

 

If it weren't for holding back, Asterion would have allowed Nidhogg to unleash its full force, easily defeating the fire serpent. However, he didn't want to destroy Hogwarts and kill thousands of people in the process.

 

The three flew around the classroom, causing it to shake. The chairs where the students sat had long been destroyed, turning to dust on the floor.

 

Voldemort, realizing he had no more time and sensing the collapse of Quirinus's makeshift body, began to prepare to use his own Inborn Technique, using Quirinus's body as a vessel. This would likely result in Quirinus's death, but the Dark Lord cared little for a mere puppet.

 

At the same time, Voldemort couldn't help but notice that his encounter with Asterion didn't go as planned. He wanted to manipulate the boy to be his pawn for a while, but from the outset, Asterion showed no interest in working with him.

 

Bringing his hands together, one facing in the opposite direction of the other, Voldemort spoke coldly.

 

"Inborn Spell Manipulation – Corruption of Malevolent Gods – Universal Decay."

 

A decadent black glow bloomed around him, causing everything that came near to decompose into a pool of putrid liquid.

 

At the same time, using Reverse Technique, Voldemort prevented the decomposition of the body he was parasitizing.

 

Asterion, sensing the danger, didn't hesitate to use Baskerville as a shield and continued to move away from the reach of the attack, looking shocked at Voldemort. What had just happened reduced everything he understood about Inborn Technique to nothing.

 

Even Baskerville's high magic resistance was not enough to fully block the Inborn Technique, melting a third of the demonic dog.

 

Voldemort seized the chance as Asterion retreated and disappeared behind a pillar, likely one of the numerous secret passages.

 

Asterion didn't prevent the escape and landed on the ground, the fire serpent fighting against Nidhogg lost its magic supply and dissipated into an explosion of flames.

 

"It wasn't all bad; I discovered a lot of important information, but..." Looking at the ruined classroom. "Dumbledore will surely want me to pay for this."

 

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Author's Thoughts: What did you think of the first fight between the characters? I know Asterion didn't defeat weakened Voldemort, but understand that he didn't have the advantage of the location since he couldn't use all his strength or he would destroy Hogwarts. But don't worry, he won't be nerfed or anything. I hope you enjoyed it.

 

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Next Chapter: Chapter 54 - A Treacherous Game of Chess (3), Chapter 55 - A Treacherous Game of Chess (4), Chapter 56 - Magical Self-Defense Tactical Training Class (1), Chapter 57 - Magical Self-Defense Tactical Training Class (2), Chapter 58 - Magical Self-Defense Tactical Training Class (3), Chapter 59 - Magical Self-Defense Tactical Training Class (4), Chapter 60 - School Council, Chapter 61 - Mission (1), Chapter 62 - Mission (2), Chapter 63 - Mission (3), Chapter 64 - Mission (4), Chapter 65 - Mission (5), Chapter 66 - Consequences of the Attack (1), Chapter 67 - Consequences of the Attack (2), Chapter 68 - Invasion of Hogwarts (1), Chapter 69 - Invasion of Hogwarts (2), Chapter 70 - Invasion of Hogwarts (3), Chapter 71 - Invasion of Hogwarts (4), Chapter 72 - Invasion of Hogwarts (5), Chapter 73 - Invasion of Hogwarts (6), Chapter 74 - Invasion of Hogwarts (7), Chapter 75 - Invasion of Hogwarts (8), Chapter 76 - Invasion of Hogwarts (9), Chapter 77 - Invasion of Hogwarts (10).

 


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