Chapitre 2: Kidnapper
Yugi was falling, he wasn't sure where he was falling or when he began falling, he only knew that at this moment he was falling. "What the fuck" his voice screamed as the sound of the words trailed behind him. Yugi looked down at his body noticing that it was transparent, "What did sh-" he never got to finish that sentence as he slammed into a baby wrapped in a blanket resting in a cradle, with an envelope firmly wedged between his new body and the side of the cradle's wall, addressed to 'Merlin'.
An old man with a beard reaching the floor popped into existence right in front of baby Harry. "What am I doing here, more importantly, when is here?" The man muttered to himself as he looked around the futuristic world that he found himself in. As he looked down and saw the abandoned child, his eyes glazed over and with a faraway look said "I see, come with me little one" as he scooped up the child his body shivered and with a pop was gone.
As Dumbledore appeared in his office late at night and started towards his bed. He heard loud ringing, he rushed to see what gizmo was buzzing and noticed that one in particular was not only ringing but steam was bellowing out of a spinning hourglass with red sand. "I just left him, what could be the problem" He said as he popped back to where he just was. As Dumbledore walked to the door he began checking the blood wards he only just created moments ago. Closer and closer he walked towards the cradle only to notice that it was empty. "Harry's gone" he yelped as he ran outside the wards and apparated back to Hogwarts castle. Dumbledore started tearing through his library looking for scrying spells and rituals.
"Here we are little one" the old man said as they both appeared in front of a half constructed castle. "Salazar, hold him" as he passed the baby off to a man only a few feet away. Merlin opened the envelope addressed to him and read it.
Merlin,
You do not know our names but some call us fate. A great deal of importance has been put down in that child, named Harry Potter you picked up this night of late. Curled in the blankets resides a soul of another world, to help a world filled with hate.
In the forehead you will find, a piece of death left behind. Do not worry, do not fear, it is destined to be, do you hear?
Teach all you can, in the short time you have, soon he will be returned to his hearth. Return him we will, to the place he was taken, at midnight of his eleventh day of birth.
We will be watching, we will be listening, do not disappoint us.
Fate Sisters,
"Do you feel that Salazar" Merlin asked pointing at the scar. "Yes, it is quite a dark magic" he replied, as he shrunk back, never has he felt anything as foul. "Why do you have a child that has been cursed with tainted magic, is he yours?" Merlin looked up to the dark night, "If only it were that simple" he murmured as he handed the letter over to Salazar.
"You need to get better Harry" Merlin roared, slamming his staff into the ground in anger, "You rely too much on that wand you hold in your hands." Merlin twisted his hand as Harry's wand flew out of his grasp. Merlin caught the wand, snapping it in half as he threw the pieces onto the ground. Merlin raised his hand as a dark grey bolt of magic shot out from his palm towards Harry. Harry dove to the ground as the spell flew over him as he tried to channel the magic around him into a spell. "You are to slow" Merlin leered as a red bolt jumped out of his open hand and slammed into Harry. "You aren't usually this harsh" Merlin heard as quiet footsteps appeared behind him. "He doesn't have too much longer here, Godric" Merlin explained as he bent down picking up the unconscious boy.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
stone