Chapitre 33: Chapter 33
The Quibbler had new news along with the old news that had taken the whole Wizarding World by storm. The new news would make the collective Wizarding World stop its breath and look at each other in shock, astonishment and wonder and hope.
Harry, Hermione, Mrs. Longbottom, Neville and the Weasleys except Molly Weasley who had opted to stay with Bill apparated to the Ministry of Magic and walked through its deserted Atrium. Harry glanced at the statue of the wizard, the goblin and the centaur, and was plunged into memories of two years ago when he had come to save Sirius.
He shook his head to clear it and walked along to the Head Auror's Office.
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Fudge had woken up normally the day before; on the 31st of July when the Wizarding World erupted because of the articles in the Quibbler. He was not among the fortunate few to get the copies free and he had a very eventless morning and at he went to the Ministry of Magic at the usual time.
Things were very nice for Fudge and he was smiling a lot these days. There was no visible trouble from Albus Dumbledore and Lucius Malfoy had him under a nice complacent charm that made him shake his head in sympathy at the lives lost in the muggle world; but that was hardly his problem.
The witches and wizards that had died in the Wizarding World were unfortunate casualties according to Malfoy and so it was according to Fudge as well. Anyway there were those six death eaters captured so the Ministry of Magic was doing something positive to contain the death eaters and You-Know-Who.
He went to his room sipped a nice cup of tea, signed a few papers for meaningless rules and regulations that would be totally worthless and looked around importantly.
It was an hour later that his world came crashing down his ears when his frantic and panic stricken secretary came running into his office without asking for permission. Fudge was about to put her down with a few phrases he had 'borrowed' from Malfoy when he noticed the panic on her face. She was holding a paper in her trembling hands.
"Well what is it?' he asked in irritation and just a touch of fear.
She had not answered but instead had placed the paper on his desk and had gone out before he could ask her what the hell was wrong with her. He looked down and caught the name and a sneer came on to his face before he read the headlines.
He fainted. He apparently had much in common with Lucius Malfoy his good friend and Albus Dumbledore of whom he was very jealous.
Unfortunately there was no one to revive him and Fudge woke up from the floor where he had slumped down. He got up shakily and looked at the Quibbler once again and started to read. It took him another read to fully understand everything that was written in that paper and he squawked in dismay. Lucius Malfoy was a death eater and the blasted Potter boy dared him to walk with the sleeves on his left arm rolled up?
He took a pinch of floo and said the special password that Lucius Malfoy had given him to access a bare room in the Malfoy Manor, where an elf would come and take his request to talk to Malfoy and a few minutes later Malfoy would come striding in and take care of whatever it was that would trouble him and even give him ideas to get rid of his problems.
To day there was no elf and he shouted and screamed but nothing. The floo did not admit anyone to go through unfortunately for Fudge and he glared helplessly at the bare room and pulled out his head very scared.
People were already calling for his blood because he had failed to recognize the return of Voldemort for a whole year. Now with this -- he shook with sheer terror; he could even get a berth in Azkaban for being friendly with Malfoy, whom he had released from Azkaban and had insisted at the time that he was innocent. Fudge was so scared about himself he did not realize the seriousness of the other articles.
He wrote a letter and placed it on his table saying he was very sick and put a pinch of floo powder into the fire and flood home. He blocked the floo network and also changed his wards with trembling hands and then sat down shouting to his elf for something strong to drink and finally relaxed.
That was when he went through the articles with a better frame of mind and was shocked at the articles that were written. He trembled at the chaos You-Know-Who would cause after reading this and was itching to go back to his office and hand out an arrest warrant to one Harry bloody Potter but he did not want to step out until he was able to get in touch with Malfoy and be assured personally of his innocence and see for himself his bare forearm.
With Fudge out of the way Amelia Bones had no problem to get her work done. There was so much chaos at the Ministry and after lunch the Ministry of Magic had only 15 of its strength. It was only people like Percy Weasley and Umbridge who stayed back to see the Minister and snoop around the captured death eaters. But Fudge was not there as he was unwell the note on his table said. He was also not accessible by floo as he seemed to have blocked his floo network.
All the rest were at The Leaky Cauldron and in the evening almost all the employees were there listening dumbfounded to Dumbledore's explanations.
No one had seen Dumbledore so humble or so eager to portray him on the side of one Harry Potter who suddenly knew all the answers. All of them were baffled and utterly perplexed because they did not recognize this Dumbledore.
No one came to Fudge all through that day and night a fact that made him more perplexed and relieved alternatively. He waited for that day to pass in utter solitude and almost sitting by the fire and poking his head through it every five minutes.
But it was as if that was not the Malfoy Manor and Lucius Malfoy nor the elf ever came. So Fudge too never ventured out.
He stayed holed up all day and read The Daily Prophet the next day with dismay. He learned all the articles in the Quibbler were true and snarled with desperation and terror. No one had come until now and he found that he couldn't stop sweating. Fudge stayed indoors all day totally inaccessible to all. The next morning Fudge asked the elf to buy the Quibbler and took it from the elf with trembling hands.
On the front page there were only headlines. Blazed across were the words
Almost all Death Eaters Apprehended by Harry Potter, his Friends and the Aurors – Harry Potter exclusive interview
Beneath was written
Voldemort all Alone says Harry Potter
In the center were the words that were in block letters and took up the bottom half of the page and almost gave Fudge a heart attack.
HARRY POTTER CHALLENGES VOLDEMORT TO A WIZARD'S DUEL IN THE QUIDDITCH PITCH AT THE HOWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY ON THE THIRD OF AUGUST AT 5.00 P.M
Fudge stared at the Quibbler in shock.
He turned the page and looked at the interview that was apparently between Harry Potter and Mr. Lovegood.
LG – Thank you Mr. Potter for agreeing to see me and talk to me about well everything that has been going on in the Wizarding World in the last two days that has turned it on its head.
HP (smiles) – Thank you Mr. Lovegood for the articles yesterday. Yes, the Wizarding World has been turned on its head no doubt, but well what else do you expect. These are not only my views but areas where we have to sit up and take notice.
LG – So are you saying that Voldemort is a sham?
HP (nodding in agreement) – Of course Mr. Lovegood. He is not even a wizard anymore. He spent thirteen years as a sprit and then when he came back he had to depend on three others. The rules of magic say that we owe life debts when we are saved by others in a life threatening situation. Voldemort came back to life with my blood. I will not take Mr. Riddle Sr.'s name or Pettigrew's. They are both dead without the knowledge of a life debt. But Voldemort does have a life debt with both Pettigrew and his father, though I do not know how he will repay that; and he has one most definitely with me.
Voldemort is very silly and as I have said before, extremely evil. He says he is for the purebloods, but if you will see, it is from the time he came on the scene that the purebloods began to disappear. I really do not know but I do feel this tells us something.
LG – You were attacking all last night?
HP – Yes. We were and we were very successful. We got an awful lot of information from the six arrested death eaters in the Ministry of magic and on questioning them extensively, we even got memories that show us the faces of the death eaters in the Inner and Outer circles and also the others. Based on that we attacked and captured a great many of them, in fact I would say almost all of them.
The Auror Head Madam Bones and her deputy Brian Wheeler have been most helpful in arranging for questioning without any fuss whatsoever and based on the information given by Rookwood, McNair and Avery who are apparently in the Inner Circle and Outer Circle and the three other junior death eaters who have told us that Voldemort has ordered daily attacks – random attacks to kill as many people as they could every night.
LG – Are all of them captured alive?
HP – Most of them were. But sometimes we had to blast our way and the blasting and the cutting curses sometimes killed them before they were portkeyed to the Ministry of Magic.
LG – Can you name a few who are dead or captured?
HP – Lucius Malfoy, Bellatrix Lestrange, her husband Rudolphus, Alecto, Mrs. Zabini - she was in charge of creating the inferi, Mr. Parkinson, Mr. Crabbe Sr., Mr. Goyle Sr., Mr. Bulstrode and Fenrir Greyback were some of them who were killed while in duel. The others were captured and are currently in the holding cells in the Ministry of Magic to be interrogated and imprisoned.
LG – How about the children of these death eaters?
HP – As far as I know no one among them is marked. All the children of the death eaters and in some cases, their wives as well were very cooperative and showed us the clean forearms and hinted they had no choice except to listen to their husbands and by extension to Voldemort. Madam Bones has assured me that she would allow me along with her for the exhaustive questioning of the death eaters who were captured as well as the families of the death eaters and only then will we be able to discuss their involvement and subsequently their punishment.
LG – What is this about a duel you were talking as I entered your home to interview you?
HP (Smiles) – Yes, why should the Wizarding World suffer because one man is insane and his priority as all the captured death eaters have said was to somehow get hold of Harry Potter and kill him and in the intervening gap was to kill as many muggles and magical people as he can. So I have decided to challenge him to a duel.
LG – Do you really, honestly think Voldemort will listen to you and come for the duel?
HP – Yes I hope he will, but remember that Voldemort will have to accept that challenge as an oath on his magic and blood. I call upon it in fact. I have sent an owl to him stating so. If he gives an oath on his magic he will have to come and fight. Else he is a coward on top of all the other things that he is; that is if he does not answer my missive.
LG – Well this is most astounding! May the Great Gods bless you and wish you all the very best Harry Potter. May you win.
Harry Potter has once again taken the entire mantle upon his young shoulders and has planned and captured almost all the death eaters alive or dead in the space of one day; what the inefficient Ministry of Magic and the Minister Fudge were not able to for two years.
He has not stopped there and he has challenged Voldemort to a duel so that we the worthless Wizarding World who called him an attention seeking insane idiot may be saved.
I for one think Fudge should be publicly hung for all the atrocities he has committed as Minister for magic. He has released Lucius Malfoy from prison and has always failed the Boy-who-Lived; the boy who lost everything but is still there fighting for all our sakes.
This editor hopes the entire Wizarding World is there at Hogwarts tomorrow to cheer for Harry Potter and to spend today praying he may win.
Fudge read the whole interview with dismay. That was that – his career was over. Finished. He had not been approached all of yesterday and today morning no one had still called for him.
He looked thoughtful for a long time. Then he called his elves and told them to pack everything as soon as possible. He sent his head elf and asked it to go to Gringotts and pack everything there from his vaults.
This confusion was the only chance he had. In half an hour Fudge was ready. He asked his elves to change all his money into muggle currency and broke his wand.
He apparated from there and went to the Guernsey Islands and bought a small home in the muggle area and settled down there, never to be heard of after. He colored his hair Black instead of the mousey brown and shaved off his moustache.
He stopped buying the wizarding newspapers; in fact he stopped anything wizarding and he had chosen this island as he remembered this was one of the smaller islands that had no magical community. Breaking his wand for fear of discovery made him inaccessible to his magic that broke him completely as he was not proficient in wandless magic.
He did not know that even as he was leaving, he was voted out of office, declared suspicious of moving with death eaters and had been ordered to be brought in for questioning by the new Minister for magic who had already taken his oath.
Slowly he forgot his magic. He had told his elves to seek employment elsewhere before he had left his home and had awarded those, clothes. Now Fudge was a bitter old man who could not access his magic and lived as a muggle for the rest of his life. He did not live up to a ripe old age as wizards do but died early due to a broken heart because of the lack of magic in his life; it never quite filled the ache in his heart.
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Harry walked into a Ministry that was deserted and went to the office of Amelia Bones. She was sitting there with Brian Wheeler and both of them rose to greet Harry with a relieved smile.
"How are you Mr. Potter? And the rest? Are they all safe?" she asked him.
Harry nodded and told her once again briefly what had happened.
"Now that Fenrir is gone we have real hope for the werewolves." Harry finished with a brief mention of his attack on the Lestrange Manor that had revealed Fenrir there as well.
Amelia Bones nodded in relief; she had seen the bodies after all; and noted the tiredness and the bandaged hand and motioned him to sit down and in turn asked for hot tea told him what had happened to them at Malfoy Manor, "It is like Arran said. Narcissa denied being a death eater under both six drops of veritaserum and the veritas spell. I told her to ward the house and stay there denying access to anyone else except Draco, who would come along and explain."
"Good." Harry told her thinking of Draco. He saw the way Arran had turned away after Harry had nodded his head only once. He knew his parents and grandparents were dead, killed. He and Ria were orphans now and while Harry knew that Arran realized his parents were the epitome of evil, to him they were his parents after all and he must be having in a very deep corner of his heart some feeling for them.
"The first thing to do Madam Bones is to remove Fudge from his post. Can you call for an emergency session of the Wizengamot and say I, Harry Potter had requested it?"
"Have already done that Mr. Potter."
Harry smiled, "Call me Harry please." Amelia Bones smiled back at him.
"Harry, the Wizengamot will be meeting at sharp ten in the morning. The late morning edition of the Quibbler will be released by eight. That gives a whole two hours for everyone to read the paper and gasp out aloud. After that whatever we do in there will be easy and Dumbledore will not seek to contradict us."
They went to the Wizengamot promptly at ten and found the whole of the Ministry was there clutching the Quibbler in their hands. There was not an inch of space to be seen.
Dumbledore was there looking very hopefully at Harry who did not even look at him. Dumbledore bit his lips in disappointment. Harry stayed at the back along with the Weasleys and Mrs. Longbottom and Dumbledore did not quite dare to go near the Weasleys.
Amelia Bones came along with Harry and the others from a room at the back and she took her place at the Head of the Wizengamot and banged her hammer.
There was an immediate silence and slowly Dumbledore stood up and looked around the room solemnly.
"All of us are gathered here to take some serious decisions in the Wizarding World. I give now the floor to Madam Amelia Bones to take on from here." And Dumbledore sat down smiling. Still there was no move from the crowd.
Amelia Bones smiled briefly at Dumbledore and turned to the crowd and the other members of the Wizengamot.
"We are all gathered here today to present a vote of no confidence against Minister Fudge. He has acted rashly and has been responsible for so many acts that has cost the Wizarding World and its people heavily. Those in favor?" she asked simply, not being in a mood for frivolities and long winding speeches.
All of the gasped but all of them except Dolores Umbridge and Percy Weasley put up their hands.
"Those against?"
Dolores Umbridge and Percy Weasley put up their hands defiantly.
Amelia Bones banged the hammer to signify that the motion had been passed.
"I now wish to propose as Minister for Wizarding World of Great Britain, Arthur Weasley." She said. There was a total silence for about five minutes.
"I second the motion." Dumbledore stood up quietly, telling himself this was the second of the many things he had to do in order to show Harry how sorry he was. Percy Weasley who was not privy to the happenings in Grimmauld Place the last two days was flabbergasted. He was not in The Leaky Cauldron because he was in the Ministry of Magic trying to get to the six death eaters and bring information for Dumbledore.
He had read The Daily Prophet today morning and had thought it was another grandstand and had cursed The Daily Prophet for saying Dumbledore wanted to appease Harry Potter of all people. So this stance of Albus Dumbledore greatly unnerved him.
Amelia Bones looked at him in surprise and then smiled and banged the hammer. "Those in favor?"
Every hand went up except Percy Weasley who was staring at Dumbledore in shock and Dolores Umbridge who was looking around for Fudge and the dead Malfoy (she had not seen the bodies and so she refused to believe), to somehow appear and put the rest of them in their places. Both did not happen as Amelia Bones banged once more and said, "Motion passed. Arthur Weasley is the next Minister for Magic and I hope he will do a better job than Cornelius Fudge."
She did not even ask if anyone was against seeing that the show of hands was more than the required two thirds for electing a new Minister for Magic.
Arthur Weasley came forward to a tremendous applause that escalated to unheard of levels when everyone spotted the Boy-who-Lived, Harry Potter who had come forward with Arthur Weasley.
Arthur smiled at everyone and took his place at the center. "Thank you all of you esteemed members of the Wizengamot to select me as the Minister for Magic. I am deeply honored and will do my best to serve all the peoples of out world.
"I start my career as Minister by thanking Harry Potter for the efforts he has taken to capture the death eaters and weaken Voldemort." He smiled at the squeaks of fear at the name.
"It is high time we stopped fearing a wizard that is not a human and not a half breed creature or a fully magical being. These are the types that should receive our respect and treated as a part of our world. Not that creature. Harry Potter who has been only ridiculed and treated unfairly by all of us, has been saving our hides repeatedly and he has once again challenged that creature that has caused our world so much harm and has killed off almost all the prominent pureblood families, and divided our world and is trying to almost make us extinct.
"But all that is in the past and I beseech each and every one of you to take your rightful stance as a proud member of the Wizarding World and make it the way our proud ancestors lived. Thank you."
There was a minute of absolute silence as people realized the Minister had finished his speech. Then the entire room stood up and clapped loud and long. The reforms had begun.
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At Voldemort's Hideout on the 2nd of August
Voldemort was completely in the dark about all the events that had happened the night before and he was not aware of the loss he had suffered and since he had no one coming to him with any more news he did not realize the carnage that had taken place in all the homes of his death eaters.
He was also researching the mind link in his vast library when he got a message.
It was from Snape plus a copy of the Quibbler of that morning. He opened the Quibbler first in curiosity, read the headlines that were on the front page and screamed. All the windows and the huge chandelier that hung in the center of the library cracked and smashed to smithereens.
On the top of the Quibbler Snape had written an urgent message to him, urging him to read the letter first. Voldemort read the paper once again disregarding the letter and grit his teeth. Then in a rage that made the walls of his empty hideout shudder, he opened the letter.
My Lord and Master,
I am extremely unfortunate to be the bearer of bad news my Lord; the Quibbler the rag that is not fit to be stamped upon by your boots has unfortunately given correct information. I am at a safe house with a few of our children including Draco, Arran, Ria, and the others who are so angry their magic is spiraling out of control as they are dealing with the grief of losing their parents. I will be leaving in a little while to go over to the Order of the Phoenix.
The things here are so perilous and I have escaped only because the blasted boy still thinks me to be a spy; I dare not expose myself and be surrounded by hostile forces before we are able to enact revenge. If I leave, our children here may be tempted to run to their own deaths. I have locked them forcibly with Black and blood magic, telling them that out Lord and Master will find a way out for us.
If you feel I did the wrong thing Master, please press the mark and I along with the children will come to you fighting our way through. When I get to the Headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix I will try and get some information about last night and also about the surviving death eaters and trying to get close to Potter to slip a portkey on to him that will bring him to you. Though in the last mentioned I do not know how successful I will be at this time.
Master, Dumbledore is trying to make up with Potter and Potter is slowly giving in. The life debt has been researched by the unspeakables apparently and it holds true. If you do not accept tomorrow, I believe that Potter is planning to send you the conditions of debt demanding you fulfill it. I feel it would be in our best interest to accept and one way would be for you to massacre Potter and those close to him, while Arran, Draco and I along with the others will be among the crowds killing everyone left, right and center.
Tomorrow all of us will somehow be there as spectators and if Master will write through this owl that I have at great peril sent, then all of us will fight the moment Master kills the dastardly Potter and payback the Wizarding World that dared to make us suffer such losses.
If Potter is cowardly to do something like this; that is he asks Master for his life tomorrow instead of fighting…
My Lord the second way to deal with this would be to take that one step back before plunging forward. We have one more horcrux; if you will tell me how to access it, then I will resurrect you within a day. Only give me the details of the ritual and in the aftermath of Potter's so called hollow victory I will use the bloody boy's blood, flesh and bones once again to resurrect you. If we need three persons we will use them and kill them. This time there will be no Potter, no one left to ask for a life debt from ME because I will be killing them before dividing them into bones, flesh and blood.
I hesitate to write this Master and I will understand if you will kill me for this but, the Prophecy is the damn thing that caused your killing curse to rebound sixteen years ago. If tomorrow the prophecy would be fulfilled, the mind link could be destroyed between you and Potter and it would be easy to resurrect you afresh.
To that extent if you were to duel and lose and ultimately be killed, then the mind link that has so worried us will come under scrutiny because Potter will then be in the same boat as we were last year. You My Lord will come back greater that ever tomorrow night and then WE WILL RULE. BUT WE WILL FIRST AVENGE OUR DEAD.
Your servant and slave
Severus Snape
Voldemort sniffed it and found traces of blood, Snape's blood. He was livid and very frightened. The life debt was true? All his Inner Circle and Outer Circle death eaters were dead. Fenrir was gone. That meant no more werewolves, because all the werewolves had joined only under threat and some heavy persuasion.
All the other death eaters living were captured and he had no one at the Unspeakables office or the Ministry to tell him what was happening. He had only Snape's letter. For a moment he wanted to call Snape and then he desisted. If Snape who was the only trusted member alive was also killed he would be left with no members he could trust.
He re-read the letter again and frowned when he read the passage about the horcrux. Did that mean Snape had some inside information and he wanted to Voldemort to be prepared to die?
Voldemort screamed in rage once again. This time, many books fell of the shelves as all the glass had already broken. He did not have a clue as to what he could do.
He had to accept the challenge else he would look weak and he would have already lost the war because no insane muggle would follow him let alone pure blood wizards and witches; and if he went there he could kill Harry Potter and then get eaten up by an angry Wizarding World or get killed by Potter and start roaming like a sprit once again waiting for someone to put him together. And he did not even have his Inner and Outer Circle to come back to.
And now Snape wanted him to die and then resurrect himself once again.
Voldemort shuddered. What if it took another thirteen years? This time Harry was an adult and by the time he got his body Potter would have finished his death eaters once and for all. Fifty years of hard work and thirteen years of being a sprit and now he was once again pushed back and this time he had fallen so hard, to get up was being almost impossible.
At that time another owl came to him. Usually owls without tracking charms could go anywhere but this was the first time in so many decades that Voldemort had received two of them.
Tom Marvolo Riddle,
I, Harry James Potter challenge you to a wizard's duel tomorrow at 5.00 P.M. at the Quidditch Pitch at the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This parchment will serve as a portkey to that place. Of course if you do want to come through the gates you may do so but I am afraid you will have to fight a lot of people in the process. I think you have lost the werewolves because of Fenrir Greyback but you if you dare bring what vampires you have under your command and the dementors that are sucking souls for you, we will be prepared.
You really have a life debt that you owe me you know, and Snape is a traitor to your cause. He will never even think of communicating with you anymore so don't try calling him. That is why I did not attack the greasy git, though I very much wanted to. He was a spy FOR US. SO THERE!
You don't have anyone Voldemort; you are as alone as you made me. I have now made an orphan of you just as you did all those years ago when you killed my parents. Well my time for exacting revenge for that has come indeed. Bellatrix died at my hands. Sirius was avenged.
Only my parents' deaths remain. I will avenge them tomorrow, by killing you if you come and by winning you if you are that much of a coward and do not come.
With extreme distaste,
Harry Potter
P.S this parchment will activate at 4.55 P.M. tomorrow evening.
Voldemort's eyes almost popped out at the sheer nerve of that letter. Then another thing registered in his brain. Potter had killed Bella! Snape was a traitor who would never get in touch with him? But he had. Voldemort's eyes were triumphant for a second as he realized that Potter thought Snape was still on their side. So what Snape had said was true. Potter had left him because of that.
He could not take the dementors and the vampires because they would be vaporized by the Wizarding World that would come in full strength to watch the duel. He would have to attend because otherwise he would look weak. He slapped himself on his head and snarled at the helplessness he was feeling and all the thoughts there were making him mad.
He felt his head was spinning with so much information and like all terror leaders he was so far removed from reality and he had been relying on information from so many of his faithful death eaters that now he was literally alone in every sense.
No, he thought, Snape was there with him and also were Arran, and the others. But still he had lost the core group and he knew these were nowhere near the Inner Circle members who were filled up with the genuinely true believers of his ideals.
Today he had become a mockery and he knew he had no choice but to go there and defeat the bloody blasted ass of the Boy-who-Lived.
Bellatrix in a duel could push him to his limits; how did Potter defeat her? How did he get into their Manor in the first place and where was Arran at that time? Did Bellatrix scream at him to run and save himself? How did Snape meet Arran and the others? Where were they now and how would Snape be bringing them to Hogwarts tomorrow? He felt very faint as he contemplated everything and found that he had no answers to anything.
Voldemort paced the floor thinking furiously. In three days Harry Potter had successfully demolished him, Dumbledore and the Ministry. He sighed when he realized he did not even have his familiar, Nagini with him.
He took the Quibbler from where he had thrown it in a rage and slowly read it once again and also read Snape's letter and Harry's missive. After three more such reads, he sighed.
He had no choice but to go there and be killed by Harry Potter. He had finally understood what Snape was trying to tell him. If he was killed, then the Wizarding World would be very happy. But if he killed Potter, then he knew they would shred him to pieces there because there was no way he and the very few inexperienced death eaters except Snape and Arran of course, could take on the entire Wizarding World. Even he was not that powerful.
Snape was asking him for the location of the horcrux and the details of the very secret ritual that he had not shared with anyone to resurrect him once more with the help of Harry Potter or by other means. He, Voldemort would not have a life debt because unlike last time he would not perform the ritual but Snape would and if he killed Potter and two others or three different persons for the bones, flesh and blood for the ritual to there would be no claim of any life debt.
Voldemort's brain kicked into overdrive and he started thinking and planning for tomorrow. After half an hour of pacing he summoned a parchment and a quill to him.
First he sent a message to Harry Potter with the owl that was waiting patiently.
I will be there
Voldemort wrote only those words on a piece of parchment and he sent the owl away.
He paced the floor for some more time and then he went to one end of his huge library and pointed his wand and said a long chant. The book shelf opened and revealed a very small space where was nestled a beautiful ring – a lovely emerald surrounded by diamonds on a simple gold band. This was surprisingly the ring of Gryffindor and his last horcrux. If this was destroyed, he would die.
He took out a small wooden box and placed the ring in it and sealed it. He shrunk it and wrote Snape.
Severus,
I have received your letter and after much thought I am sending you the last horcrux I have made. This is a ring of Gryffindor and you will do your utmost to ensure I am resurrected by tomorrow night, preferably not using Potter in any manner.
I wish to come back to life and kill him myself. There is no change in that. I need to avenge the death of all my people as well and I will start from Potter. Do not bring Arran and the others now. You will be there in along with the Light so do not leave Arran and the others alone in the crowd.
Come to the graveyard at Little Hangleton tomorrow night and we will perform the ritual. Bring three persons bound and we will take their bones, flesh and blood and then kill them on the spot so that there will be no mention of a debt, life or otherwise.
As you have mentioned the mind link will be revealed for what it is tomorrow. So we will be prepared on that count as well. I will tell you about the ritual tomorrow night.
You have been my most loyal follower Severus I will richly reward you tomorrow night. Take care Severus and bring this ring and the others tomorrow night. Our new lives will begin!
Lord Voldemort
He placed the box and the parchment and sent the owl away and started pacing the floor angry, confused, terrified and nervous.
It was a long time until tomorrow evening after all.
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