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Capítulo 145: Failure

*Narrator pov*

"CRUCIO!" Voldemort snarled watching the death eater that set up the raid team and plan wreath on the ground in pain

The screams of the still-alive death eaters sounded throughout the empty manor. Rage surrounded the dark lord as his torture got more and more intense.

It was a sight to behold the rage and might of Lord Voldemort, the death eaters who had not yet been punished cowered in fear hoping their torture was shorter wishing for this all to disappear like a bad dream.

Voldemort stopped his spell just before the death eater was impacted enough to cause serious effects and let it be known the dark lord was skilled in this type of torture he knew exactly how far he could go.

'How HOW!' his mind raged with a torrent of questions, 'Who is HE!'

"What will you do now?" Voldemort asked his groveling servants

"I- I," "CRUCIO!"

The dreadful screaming continued.

"What will you do now?" He asked again darkly

"Find him," The death eater declared his voice was raspy and his body shook uncontrollably his eyes blazed with hate toward the man in the silver mask

*Lucas Rosier POV*

I stared at the man who saved my son and my life, he stood calmly amongst the bloody scene as if appreciating the art he created. His mask was plain and haunting.

The man terrified me but, I would not admit that in front of my son.

Of course, I knew who he was I knew since the letter I received. Morpheus the unassuming divination professor I met the other night turned out to be like this.

It turned my blood cold.

"Who are you?" I asked while surveying the damage to my home

I didn't want to reveal his identity to Evan if he didn't wish it to be revealed. To think a man I treated in such a way ended up being a savior to my bloodline. The magic he used I've never seen it before, what it did to those men was nothing short of horrifying.

"A helping hand," He replied before walking through the rubble, "Do find a place with better protections next time," he added before disappearing in a flash

Looking over to my son I knelt down, "Are you okay?" I asked softly

"No," was his hollow response

A deep sadness filled my gut, he had to take a life so early. I have not been the best father, but today has changed something I must protect him.

Cupping his face I took out another portkey and murmured, "Safety," with the wards gone we disappeared in a swirl

*Morpheus pov*

Fatigued, was the one word to describe my condition. I tossed my mask to the side as I leaned against my wall. The spell I used was what is referred to as a ritualistic spell there are very few of them in existence. Not because they are necessarily powerful some are just like normal spells, no what makes them so rare is the difficulty in the casting and preparation.

I had to play a specific melody, at a specific time, while channeling my magic and emotions in such a raw manner. Letting the music flood through my body and my mind, the spell was not dangerous but it was taxing hence my fatigue. Not physical fatigue but emotional.

Using such emotions could be freeing to some but constantly staying in the state I was in was taxing to my mentality. One would wonder why I would use the ritual in the first place as I could have defeated them in a number of different ways. The answer was simple, I wanted to put fear into the hearts of Tom and his servants and awe into the hearts of the Rosier family.

Sighing I walked across the room and entered my ritual chamber once again, this room is probably the most used room in the manor now that I think about it. Walking over to the side I opened one of my cabinets and pulled out unicorn horn powder, which was ethically taken from an already deceased unicorn.

Taking the powder I took out a pendant with a small bottle on it which was made to unscrew. I gently filled it with some of the powder and then put everything away.

Dropping the pendant around my neck I entered my room and put a special dream catcher above my bed meant to help enhance my rest and ease my mind. Finally, I lit a calming incense and lay down on my bed.

The Unicorn horn powder will help gather pure energy around me while I sleep washing away my mental fatigue.

As I closed my eyes I hoped that my winter break would just get more interesting from here.

**

I awoke to the pleasant feeling if calm freshness. My body and mind felt perfectly at peace as I began my morning. As I ate my breakfast I wrote some letters one to Nicolas about our new business and another to Grommash to ask about when a good time to meet was.

As I finished my letters and my breakfast I found myself at a loss, it was a strange sensation so rarely do I find myself with true free time.

I don't know what to do truly.

*Tom Pov*

The figure kept appearing in my mind causing my blood to boil, who was that man? As I paced around my temporary office a thought struck me, I need to make another Horcrux. I don't know who that man was but he is clearly dangerous, he might be able to kill me.

I will NOT allow myself to die!

With fast steps, I approached the hidden compartment in the room opening it with a quick swish of my wand and a slow slither of Parseltongue I took out another of the founder's dear artifacts.

They are known as some of the strongest wizards to ever live, and now their most treasured possessions will become containers for my soul. I have been lucky to find some so quickly in my search, now I only lack the sword of Gryffindor.

I will find it soon of course nothing can escape my grasp and when I do the sword will house my soul like the cup before me.

A low chuckle habitually escaped my lips, you want to defy my power!? You want to kill me!? Well then try TRY TO KILL ME FOR I WILL BE IMMORTAL!

Now what innocent soul will be the catalyst for this horcrux, I have heard a Mud Blood is doing well in Hogwarts I might have to rectify that transgression.

-


Capítulo 146: A moment of peace

*Morpheus pov*

The moon cast down an ethereal glow illuminating the sky and streets before me, and the snow gently falling to the ground produced a sickening crunch beneath my feet.

My slow steps down on the fallen snow were unmistakable underneath the brilliant glow of the moon. I walked down Diagon Alley appreciating the peaceful ambiance, the streets were empty except for a few older witches and wizards.

As I walked down the path I saw shopkeepers closing up and leaving to enjoy the holidays with their families. I never celebrated the 'holidays' not out of disdain for a mundane tradition but because I've never felt the need to.

Especially after my brother 'died'. I wonder if he would like the holidays? Probably not the man was cold-hearted I couldn't see him liking much celebrating.

Winter, brings up memories of the solstice.

I guess this is the time of year I truly became the man I am today. Yes, the winter solstice birthed a new man.

My step steps slowed as I approached my destination, in front of me was a humble bar nothing too fancy I could barely see anyone inside probably why this place is a favorite among my colleagues.

Stepping through the door I was greeted by the warmth of heating charms, the magical scent of food, and the tantalizing tang of liquor in the air.

They were easy to spot, standing out like I sore thumb. At least they saved me the trouble of looking for them.

"Morpheus, Glad you could make it!" Abara said with a wide smile while ushering me over

Truly what a sight to behold, I Morpheus the man solely focused on fighting a war few know about decided to join his colleagues for a night out.

I chuckled at the chipper man as I approached the booth, sliding I saw Minerva already drinking.

Scratch that I think the whole table was a couple of drinks in, I was only a few minutes late? Perhaps the brews here are exceptionally good.

"I already ordered their finest bottle of wine," Yowie said with a smirk as he saw me about to call over the bartender

"Thank you," I replied while looking at my companions for the night, "Minerva I don't think I've seen you so relaxed before," I joked with a small smile

She scoffed, "I can take a break every once in a while," her eyebrow quirked in the classic questions face of hers

When my bottle arrived I was surprised to see it was a half-decent bottle, "Anyone else?" I asked the table as I poured myself a glass

I received resounding no's apparently I'm the only one with a refined taste.

"How have you been Morpheus?" Abara asked while sipping his mug

"Bored, I'm thinking of heading up to America for a quick visit," I said with a small shrug before looking back at the man, "Shouldn't you be gazing at the stars?" I asked with a quirk of my lips

He groaned, "Don't remind me, the plan was going perfectly until a storm struck blocking the sight of my next destination so I decided to pop in for a drink,"

"A shame, well there is always next year," I said trying to cheer him up

"Maybe," he sighed before glancing over to Poppy, "Poppy do you have any hangover potions with you by chance?"

The healer laughed, "Of course, for you Abara that will be one Galleon,"

"Eh? That's an upcharge if I ever seen one," Yowie added sipping his own drink before tossing a Galleon to the witch

Abara huffed tossing one of his own, "You would make a good goblin," he muttered

"What's that? Maybe my price was too lenient," she joked while pocketing the coins

"Nothing nothing," Abara tsked

"And what about you Morpheus think you're going to need a potion?" Poppy asked with a wide money gleaming grin

Minerva scoffed, "With how much he drinks I will be surprised that bottle even phases him,"

"What can I say, I like to enjoy the finer things in life," I said with a sly smile

Truly I didn't think I was going to enjoy this when I received the invitation but, surprisingly I'm having fun.

I think I made the right choice.

We drank and laughed forgetting the burdens of teaching the next generation of wizards and witches, Poppy whom I didn't have much interaction with prior to this event was surprisingly outgoing, and somewhat a prankster I'm sure the Gryffindors love her.

As the night dragged on more and more people left the bar since there were so few in the beginning eventually it was just us and one other party.

They were speaking loudly while hammering down drinks with impressive speed, "I'm telling ya this new guy is the real deal heard he destroyed the Rosier manor just the other night!"

"Did the Rosier's make it out?" another asked

"I don't know haven't heard of em since it happened,"

The mood at our table turned sour hearing them talk, "Do you think Evan is okay?" Abara asked softly

"He has to be, surely we would have heard by now if they died," Yowie said obviously forcing the hopeful smile on his face

"To think something like this would happen," Minerva said softly, "Just after what happened last winter break too," she added while taking a drink from her mug

"These people are getting more daring," I said softly tapping my finger on the table, "I fear this is just the beginning,"

"Have you seen something?" Poppy asked in concern

My lips broke into a sad smile, "Telling the future seems to change it, but yes times will get worse before they get better it's best you prepare," my words hung over the table like a noose

"I see, the dueling club it was originally suggested by you if I remember correctly," Abara pointed out

A sigh escaped my lips, "I don't know I think it was a collective thought," I shrugged, "But, the dueling club sure has gone a long way with helping the students prepare,"

"Prepare for what? Their possible lives as duelists or soldiers?" Minerva asked sharply

I chuckled at her tone, "Prepare to survive of course,"

The table's atmosphere was somber as we finished our drinks, paid, and headed home. As we left the bar as a group I said, "Tonight was fun, despite the discussion at the end we should do this again,"

"Yes, we should," Minerva agreed along with the others

Everyone left by Apparation leaving me, I decided to walk down the silent alley appreciating the chill in the air and snow beneath my feet. The moon was slightly covered by clouds now but the glow was ever-present.

Tomorrow I will head to America this time with the purpose of a small vacation. Which most likely won't be a vacation in the first place knowing my luck.


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