Chapter XXIII: May God have mercy of your soul, cause I wont.

November 30th of 1991 Hogwarts Castle. Dinner Time.

"It's him?" A female fifth-year Ravenclaw student asked to her housemate.

"Yes, he is the so-called heir of the house of Lucis-Caelum, I searched all over the school library but there is no record of that house." The Ravenclaw female answered.

"I asked a senior from an old house about that house and he thought that it was just a story like a boogie man, as apparently all many years ago all wizards and witches from Britain fought towards them and barely won."

"I heard that he is pretty popular with the professors as he is the top student of the first years."

"There is a rumor that he sent many of his housemates to the hospital wing since the start of the year."

"I heard that he broke the arms of 3 senior years with a pencil… a bloody pencil!"

"I heard that the Ministry is scared of him after Dumbledore's trial and lets him do whatever he wants.!"

"Ugh! Don't mention Dumbledore please, because of him my parents almost transferred me to Ilvermorny"

"Did you read Rita Skeeter's article? It says that this wasn't the first time that Dumbledore was awful! Apparently, he even killed his own sister!"

"Please as if she would write something believable"

"Did you know that he was stripped from his title of Supreme Mugwump, this is the first time that this happened since the foundation of the ICW!"

"They just did it to save some face, it's politics 101."

"Don't believe such lies, this is a conspiracy from the Ministry of Magic to manipulate us, they fear Dumbledore, so they are tarnishing his name and the snake is just their puppet! There is no way that a supposedly dead house to appear out of nowhere"

These were just a few of the rumors that the students were "whispering" … well maybe they were but for my enhanced ears it is as if they were just saying it to my face. Honestly, I would be happy for all the shit surrounding Dumbledore even if they were also talking about me, but the thing is that among all the shit happening there have been many students transferring because their parents were concerned about their safety, and among them…

*Flashback*

November 28th of 1991 Great Hall 12:15 PM

Today I decided to treat my Gryffindor friends and Ron to Mexican food or to be more specifically dishes made with Al Pastor or also known as Trompo in northern Mexico. In one of my travels with Gramps, one of my destinations was Mexico since I was impressed by how Quetzalcoatl single-handled most of the Servants in the Babylon Singularity, so I tried my luck looking for some Noble Phantasm, and lucky enough I was able to get in my hands one of the strongest weapons of the Aztec Culture but that's a story for another time. While traveling around the country I fell in love with its cuisine and its way to use spices. Trompo is sliced pieces of pork marinated with achiote, Chile guajillo, Chile ancho, garlic powder, orange juice, dried coriander, black pepper, salt, and other spices then is slowly cooked with vegetable charcoal on a vertical rotisserie. Some of the dishes that I made were Tacos, Gringas, which are flour tortillas filled with Trompo, gratinated Oaxaca cheese, caramelized onions, and raw coriander. Burgers with trompo and Tortas with trompo, avocado, tomato, and lettuce. Of course, I made a spicy Salsa Verde and lime on the side.

//Author Note: Fun fact Trompo origins are from Lebanese immigrants that came to Mexico in late 1900, around 1960, and their son's/daughters started selling it as Shawarmas but mixing it with the Mexican culture as in Mexico is not common to eat sheep so they instead used pork.//

Harry from all the dishes seems to like the Gringas more as he was a cheese lover, Neville to my surprise seems to be the one who enjoyed spicy food the most as purred Salsa Verde in everything, Ron seems to like everything equally as he devoured everything near him, sometimes I wonder if he has a black hole instead of a stomach but as a chef, it always gives joy to my soul to see people enjoying my food. But unexpectedly Hermione seems to not have an appetite, like my other two female friends she enjoyed everything I made, but today something feels off.

"What's wrong Hermione? You haven't touched your food." I asked the bushy-haired girl.

"A letter from my parents arrived in the morning," Hermione replied while moisture started to form in her eyes. "They were informed about everything that happened on Halloween, from the Troll invading the castle to Dumbledore using Legilimency with me. They were outraged by what Professor Dumbledore did and they are also concerned that Hogwarts is not a safe place so they decided to transfer me to another school." In the middle telling us what happened the girl started to sob.

Everyone stopped eating at the girl's words and sorrowful expressions were plastered on everyone's faces. And Ron couldn't even keep his head up as he was feeling guilty.

"Can't you convince them not to do that?" Harry hopefully asked if there was a way she could stay.

But sadly, the girl shook her head in denial. "No, my parents are very stubborn so when they decide something there is no going back."

In all honestly, I can understand why Elliot and Catherine take this decision if I had children of my own… Any parent would be concerned about the well-being of their daughter and even if they don't know much about this side of the world you don't have to be a genius to know that a place where a Troll attacks and the headmaster reads someone's mind is not a good place for someone education. I can perfectly understand that but…

"When are you leaving?" I asked Hermione with some bitterness in my voice.

"Tomorrow in the morning" Hermione replied while still sobbing.

"Sorry." Was the only thing I could say to the girl.

"Why are you apologizing? Is not your fault!" Said Ron surprising everyone at the table. "If it wasn't for me this would never have happened," Ron said clenching his fists until they turned white.

Everyone looked at the redhead boy, but none of them really thought that this was his fault. Sure, he said mean things to Hermione, but it is not like he sent the Troll to Hermione or that he was the one who intruded on her mind, no there is only one person who is to blame for this…

"You are overthinking this Weasley, it would be easy to put all the blame on you but is not your fault, is Dumbledore's fault," I said with a lot of poison dripping from my voice. "If that idiot knew his place, this wouldn't have happened."

While I don't deny that I had the best possible gains by exposing Dumbledore to the whole magical community, I didn't take into consideration that there was a high chance of affecting her. The most likely scenario is that even if I didn't reveal Hermione's name in the hearing, Madam Bones did her investigation and got to know that she was the other affected party of this. As a responsible adult, she informed her parents about what happened. From Hermione's words, I understand that she wasn't the one to tell her parents as she knew what could happen.

"Even if I wouldn't use the same words as Yozora, he is right." Said Hermione to alleviate the boy's guilt. And it seems that hearing the words from the girl helped Ron a lot since his expression changed a little bit.

I couldn't help but made a small smile at her words. For someone who doesn't know how to handle people, she understood very well that this could have serious repercussions for Ron's mental health.

"Since is basically your last day in school, what do you want to do?" I asked the girl even though I know what she would say.

"I would love to take my last lessons here and check the library if there is something useful before leaving," Hermione replied without thinking.

I couldn't help but chuckle at her answer. 'Never change Hermione'. "I know that silly girl, I am asking if there is anything else besides the obvious."

At my words, she blushed a little bit. "Am I that predictable?"

At her question, everyone nodded without thinking and started to laugh making the mood a lot less gloomy.

"But seriously Hermione, there must be something else you want to do," Harry said after he could control himself from laughing.

"There is actually something that I would like to do before leaving."

"Say it, and we will do our best to do it"

"I would like to see the place where Yozora goes when he says he is busy."

To this everyone raised their ears, not literally of course, but still, I know that all of them had been curious about where I go when I train, a few times I caught them trying to follow me, but all their attempts were in vain.

'Well, shit…' I thought to myself

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Room of Requirements

After some consideration, I decided to take everyone here, I was going to eventually take everyone here so there is no harm to do it a little bit earlier. At first, I was reluctant to do it because of Dumbledore…But now that he is a dead man walking, I do not need to be so secretive…at least about this.

"So, you found this place and didn't tell us about it!" Said a pouting Tracey.

"Come on Tracey, Blaise said… defending me?

"I knew of this place before coming to Hogwarts, apparently in 1672 one of my ancestors studied here and found this room in his senior year, nothing else was written about this particular room so I decided to investigate a little bit and it turned out to be the ultimate practice room, I wanted to tell you earlier but Dumbledore was spying on me, but since he can't do anything to me anymore, there is no risk for you to come here."

"So here is where you practice your slaps?" Blaise asked with a mocking tone.

Before I could answer Blaise's remark Tracey intervened "I wouldn't doubt that Yozora would summon some iron mannequin to slap them to death." Tracey said while giggling.

I wanted to rebut that… but the last month when I was training and got bored, I tried it once…okay a couple of times. And once again before I could say anything someone else intervened. "Are you a young master?" Daphne asked me while directly staring at me with her deep green eyes. At her words I almost coughed blood (Not literally), why in the nine levels of hell would she think that?

"Daphne, what the heck? Why would you think that?" I asked while trying to heal my internal organs from that damage. (Again, not literally)

"From what you have told us, a young master is someone that has a lot of money something that you apparently have." Said Daphne raising one finger. "They always go around slapping anyone wherever they go, something that you do daily" Everyone nodded at her words while she raised another finger. "They always brag about how good they are in anything they do…something that you also do." Again, everyone nodded at her words and raised one more finger. "There are other little things that you had said, but with this… having privileged knowledge about all sorts of things makes me wonder if you are one of those?" And with that last statement, I was on the floor suffering from blood loss (Again I am overacting).

{Hahahaha the young lady got you} Gramps was internally laughing his ass off.

"Daphne even if what you said is…. partially true, there is no way that I am a young master! I would rather cripple my cultivation than be one of those rascals…. wait I am a magus, not a cultivator… the point is that those kinds of people just rely on what their ancestors did and their family wealth they never do something by themselves."

Daphne just nodded at my answer, but Hermione seems to have some questions. "You said Magus, this is not the first time that you used that word, from time to time you used that word when you make those bad jokes of yours… Is that also related to those long knives that you used to stop the troll?"

"Yeah I remember those after you left with Snape, Dumbledore tried to grab them but they disappeared in motes of blue light, at first I thought that that was a transfiguration charm but Professor McGonagall said that was impossible because of Gaunt? Gons?...? Harry said trying to recall what Professor McGonagall said.

"Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfiguration," Hermione said helping Harry and continuing the explanation. "There are 5 things that can not be correctly conjured with magic, no matter how skilled or powerful the witch or wizard is. The first is food. The Second is magical creatures. The third is a human being. The fourth is potions. And the last one is magic constructs. And from what I saw those knives fall in the last category."

I took one black key out of Armiger. "This is a Black Key, in a nutshell, is a weapon that holds the concept of harming anything nonhuman. Can't say that is my favorite weapon since they are difficult to use, and the balance is a little bit off but it is pretty useful though"

"So, you have more!?" Ron exclaimed in surprise.

"Yozora what are you thinking walking around with weapons! That's illegal!" Hermione yelled reprimanding me.

"Awesome! Do you have a Samurai Sword?" Tracey asked a lot excitedly since I told her a little about Sasaki Kojirou.

"How many weapons do you have?" Asked Daphne briefly.

"Are the knives that you use in potion class also weapons?" Asked Blaise since he has seen my whole collection of Kitchen Knives.

"From where do you get weapons? Do you buy them, or did you just find them?" Harry asked curiously.

Everyone talked almost at the same time but thankfully I could understand all their questions. "Yes, I have more. Is not illegal if they don't see it. I already told you that is called Katana and yes, I have more than one. I don't exactly how many I have, but there are more than 500. Nope, there are just knives made of carbon stainless knives. And you could say that I made some and I get others." I answered everyone's questions in order.

"Even if they don't see it, you shouldn't do that!" Said Hermione still thinking that I was doing something wrong.

"Jezz Hermione, sometimes I forgot how stuck up you are about the rules," I said in a mocking tone. "But what you are asking me to not carry weapons around is impossible."

"Why is that?" This time she asked rather curious since I didn't use a sarcastic or a joking tone.

"Cause my body is made out of swords," I said seriously but everyone deadpanned at me. "What?"

"*Pfff* What was that, is so lame!" Blaise was the first one to burst into a laugh.

"Seriously Yozora you could at least said something more believable Hahahaha," Tracey said in between laughs.

"Are you delusional?" Daphne briefly asked.

"All right all right, my body is not made out of swords, but I am serious when I say that I can't be without them."

"Can you show us something else?" Asked Harry curiously

"Sure, why not," I said as I closed my eyes to decide what to show them, and after considering it for a bit, I took out of Armiger 3 things. First was one is a short dagger with a golden hilt adorned with a red jewel in the middle. The second was a Katana with a blue tsuka ito(Cord warp) with some gold and black patens, with a black tsuba(Hilt) with a simple pattern. And lastly, a golden-bladed spear, with a black shaft and hilt adorned with some amber patterns. Every single one of these weapons had some mysterious aura from everyone's perspective. "These are some of my beloved weapons."

Everyone was perplexed at the sight of each of them, even though they don't literally "irradiate" like a shining weapon from some game, all of them could feel "something" about them.

"Dude, even if you can do many things, you can't expect us to believe that you made them or that you found them somewhere." Blaise was the first one to break the silence.

"OMG! Each of them can be considered a family heirloom and these are not the only ones that you have!" Tracey exclaimed making the biggest understatement I heard so far.

"They are magnificent!" Ron exclaimed.

"Do you know how to use them? Who taught you?" Harry asked staring especially at the katana.

"Yozora when you said that you can't be without your weapon and that you created them, it is because of your family magic?"

The only ones that didn't utter a word were Neville and Daphne. The boy was notoriously nervous since I took them out, I wasn't wrong when I thought that he could feel danger more easily than his peers and Daphne just stared at the weapons very intrigued, especially at the spear.

Once more I started to answer all their questions. "Believe it or not I certainly made them, as Hermione said is because of my family's magic and all the time are with me. While I like to use polearms the most, I am quite proficient in all weapons and Gramps taught me my core style and I learned the rest studying in my travels around the world."

"Do they have a name?" Daphne finally decided to talk. "If they don't it would be a shame."

"Well 2 of them have a name," I answered as I took the dagger. "This one is Carnwennan"

"Wait!" Hermione yelled. "Carnwennan as the dagger that King Arthur owned?"

"Wait didn't King Arthur wield a sword? If I remember correctly the name was Excalibur." Neville asked curiously.

"Excalibur was the most popular known weapon of King Arthur, but in his stories is written that he owned more weapons, Caliburn, Avalon, Rhongomyniad, and Carnwennan were known for being his weapons," Hermione answered Neville's question.

"Sasuga Hermione-sama," I said imitating a certain Demiurge. "It's impressive that you remembered the name since it was just mentioned in a few tales. Yes, this is King's Arthur dagger, the one that he used to slay the giant and hide in the shadows."

"Wait wasn't King Arthur just a myth?" Harry asked very intrigued since most of his life he lived in the nonmagical side of the world.

I chucked a little bit at Harry's question. "Harry if Merlin is real, why wouldn't Arthur Pendragon be real?"

"What about the Katana!? Is that also the weapon of someone famous?" Tracey asked with stars coming out of her eyes.

"The katana doesn't have a name as far as I know, but it was wielded by Musashi Miyamoto or Miyamoto Musashi in this part of the world. He was Ronin from the early Edo period, he was renowned as the strongest swordsman in the history of Japan."

"What about the spear?" Daphne asked while keeping staring at it.

I looked at the spear and my sigh softened a lot. "This is the very first spear that I ever had, and you could say that the first "special" weapon that I got." I closed my eyes remembering that day. "The day that I got that spear was the same day that I knew that I would never see my parents again and the day I was introduced to the supernatural side of the world." That day I was so excited about having traveled to a "fantasy" world that I didn't think about what I left behind. Weirdly enough I never blamed Aqua for killing me. "When I was growing up I always admired stories when the main character wielded a spear, don't know why but I just did. And as if someone heard my words, this spear was put in my way." I don't know why but every time I held it, I warm sensation surrounds my body. "This was the spear wielded by the greatest and strongest Hero on the side of Troy during the Trojan War. A spear that claimed to be capable of piercing any shield, Durindana."

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The next day.

"I am going to miss you a lot," Harry said while hugging the bushy-haired girl. "Write me a letter any time that you can." Harry's voice cracked a little bit. Hermione was his first female friend and to part with her so soon was affecting him a lot. From what I could see his hatred towards Dumbledore was growing a lot…it won't be pretty when I tell him what he has done.

"I will," Hermione said hugging tightly to Harry with some moisture in her eyes. "Make sure to study a lot. If I found something about Nicolas Flamel, make sure that Snape doesn't get whatever Fluffy is protecting."

"Don't worry, I will not let him get scot-free. And with Yozora will be easy as eating cake." Harry reassured the girl…even though Snape was not the culprit but that's just a minor detail.

After Harry and Hermione broke their hug, it was Neville's turn to say his goodbyes.

"I am going to miss you, Hermione, I still haven't returned the favor of helping me and now you are leaving. I will ask Gran if you can come to our house in the summer."

"That would be lovely," Hermione said hugging the blond boy.

This time it was Neville's turn to tear up. Neville was rather on the soft side and didn't have many close friends besides Hermione, Harry, and me so parting with one must be difficult for the kid. After a minute Neville moved back and stood close to Ron's side drying his yes.

Ron felt quite complicated by this situation, both of them were acquirees at best and previously said mean things about the girl he still feels guilty about this situation. "Sorry, maybe if I wasn't a git back then this won't be happening."

But Hermione shocked her head in negation towards Ron's words. "Didn't I tell you that this is not your fault?"

"But-" The boy tried to say something, however, Hermione interrupted him.

"No buts mister," Hermione said in a stern tone. "From what Yozora told us Dumbledore was already spying on him, so it was just a matter of time before this happened."

Ron nodded at her words and extended his hand for a handshake. "Take care."

Hermione smiled at this and accepted his handshake. "I will." And shortly after they parted away.

After that, a brunette girl rushed towards Hermione giving her a big hug. "We were just becoming friends *sob* and now you are going away it's not fair!" Tracey said while crying. "When you came back to England, we are going to expend time together! I will not take a no for an answer!" Tracey stated.

Hermione couldn't help but drop sweat at Tracey. A little before the troll incident they started to talk but they in no time they started to get along pretty well. "Sure Tracey, maybe I can show you a little bit of the muggle world."

"Yes! Absolutely! You can come to my home; dad like to collect old books so I can show you some of the rare ones." Tracey said with a lot of excitement almost forgetting that she was previously sad. "Be safe and write me a letter whenever you are, I will do the same every time that Yozora slaps someone."

Hermione chuckled at this. "Wouldn't that mean that you will write me at least thrice a day.?"

"…" Tracey.

"I will write about the top 10 of the week."

"Hahaha, I will wait for your letters," Hermione said with a big smile on her face.

Now it was Blaise's turn to say his parting words. "I know we aren't that close, but you will be missed. After all, you are the only one that can put a break on Yozora, and without you…" After saying that Blaise shuddered a little bit.

"Hey!" I exclaimed but they ignored me.

"*Pfff* Thanks, I guess. But I am sure that someone eventually will be able to do that instead of me." Hermione said between laughs.

And after a short hug, it was Daphne's turn.

To everyone's surprise, the first thing that Daphne did was hug Hermione, after all, she doesn't like physical contact. "Take care."

Hermione snapped out of her surprise and returned the hug to Daphne. Like Tracey, she started to hang out with Hermione and also became study friends since both of them expended a lot of time together in the library. "I will be sure to be the number 1 witch of this year on my behalf."

Daphne nodded at her request. "Also…" She got even closer to Hermione's ear and started to whisper something so no one else could hear… or so she tough. "I will take care of Yozora until you return." And with those words, Hermione's face became a blushing mess.

"What are you.." Hermione broke the hug and was about to yell something but was interrupted by Daphne.

"Here." Daphne took a book out of her robe. "This book will teach you about some of the noble's costumes. Read it." And with those words, she left Hermione's side and stood near Blaise.

So finally, it was my turn, and stood in front of the girl, but before I could say something Hermione hugged me and started to sob. "I am going to miss you a lot Yozora, you are the first friend I ever had."

I couldn't help but smile bitterly at her words and started to pat her back. "I'm gonna miss you too, you were also my very first friend." While I had other friends in my original world, Hermione was the first friend I made in this world and the one whom I expended most of my time with.

Hermione couldn't handle it anymore and started to cry once more "I don't want to go. *sniff* I want to expend more time with everyone. I want to keep studying with everyone. I still want to eat your food and see you wearing those silly costumes you wear. *sniff* I want to be with all of you to cheer Harry on his Quidditch games. I want to hear your stupid jokes that no one understands. *sniff* There are so many things that I still want to do with everyone. I don't want to say goodbye to all of you" Hermione broke while I was hugging her. Until now she was making a big effort not cry but I know that we were just a few moments before she depart she could hold it anymore.

"Silly girl," I said while I patted her head. "There will be time in the future to do everything that you want. Maybe we will not see each other every day but we will still be friends, besides,s don't think that something as stupid as being in another country will set you free from me." I said in a teasing tone and released her from the hug and took out a few things from my pocket dimension.

"I have some parting gifts for you. The first one is this ring enchanted with spatial magic so you can carry a pocket dimension with you, the size is not as big as mine but is big enough to store the whole Hogwarts library. Inside there are some books from my library and some copies from the ones in Hogwarts." I said as I put the ring on her middle finger and synchronized it with her magical sign so she will be the only one that can use the ring. "My second gift is this mirror. I enchanted so whenever you want to talk with me you just need to say my name three times in front of it." And yes, I did it intentionally. "Sadly I was just capable of doing the mirror connect with two sides, maybe in the future I can make some that can connect with more, but in the meanwhile, if you want to talk with someone here, you just need to ask me." And finally, I gave her a violet star-shaped amulet. "Somewhere out there, there's this tree with star-shaped fruit. And the fruit represents an unbreakable connection. So as long as you and your friends carry good luck charms shaped like it, nothing can ever drive you apart. You will always find your way back to each other. An unbreakable connection." This was similar to the Wayfinder that Aqua made for Terra and Ventus in Birth By Sleep, excluding the Mark of Mastery symbol, instead of it I just used a simple star made out of gold.

Hermione took the lucky charm and hugged it. "Wait but you don't have one."

I smile at her. "Are you sure?" then I proceeded to take out a platinum Wayfinder. "I didn't have enough time to make one for everyone, so for now this would be something just between us." Besides the meaning from Destiny Island, I was enchanted with a powerful protection spell and a distress signal so in case Hermione is in danger I will receive a signal so I can go to help her.

But it seems that she misunderstood my words since she started to blush madly. I internally sighed at this. 'Maybe I am not the smartest person when it comes to love affairs, but she is too obvious, I will need to talk with her about this in the future but lets future Yozora worry about this.'

//A.N: Do whatever you want, just don't blame me in the future you dumbass.//

"I am sorry for interrupting but is time to depart." An Auror said awkwardly.

'Shit! Since when is this dude here?!'

Hermione smiled at me a little bit down but better than before. "Well, it seems that this is it. Good-"However before she could end what she was saying my finger flickered her forehead. "Ouch! Why did you do that!?"

"Because I already told you that this is not a Goodbye, is a see you later," I said to her with a deadpan expression.

"To think that you would be annoying even in this situation," Hermione said giggling a little bit.

"I wouldn't be me if I wasn't," I said with a grin on my face.

Hermione smiled at this. "See you later, Yozora."

Like her, a wide smile left my face "Right back at ya, Hermione."

And with those final words, the auror used apparition and left Hogwarts with Hermione. Once she was gone.

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Present.

"Yozora. YOZORA!"

"Ugh?" Gramps's voice snapped me out of my thoughts

"You should stop brooding about Miss Hermione," Gramps said …in a teasing tone?

"I am not brooding!" I said with some annoyance in my voice. "I am just annoyed that I couldn't keep my promise with Elliot."

"Yeah, yeah keep telling that to yourself."

I groaned at gramps words. He keeps shipping me with Daphne and Hermione… I mean come on I am a grown-ass man in the body of a kid, I am not a pedo. Is this his revenge for me teasing him with Professor McGonagall? "Anyways did something happen?"

Gramps looked at me and it seems that he wanted to keep teasing me for his expression suddenly changed to a serious one. "It is time, that leacher is going to make a move."

My shitty mood did a 360° Flip and a grin creeped out of my face. "Finally!"

Immediately I started to change my clothes to the Organization XIII robes, from the moment I receive them I have wanted to use them, but I waited for a special occasion, and this was it. In no time I was ready to wear the full set. Honestly, it was more comfortable than it looked, I assume that is because of the auto-size function.

"Little Yozora I thought that you didn't care anymore about keeping your identity hidden," Gramps asked confusedly since he knows about the concealment effect.

"And I don't," I said nonchalantly, is not that I was strong, no… it was just that everyone in this world was too weak, I am just a big fish in a small pond. "But humans fear the unknown, that's why darkness is a common phobia, they fear what they can't see, fear what don't understand."

"I can't kill him because his life and death are bound by fate itself, and that pisses me off. He thinks that he is the hot shit that no one but Harry Potter can be his equal and in a sense he is right." I said with a lot of scorn on my face. "But that doesn't mean that I can't make that dead man with borrowed time existence a living hell. He will not know who is the one that is making his life miserable, slowly I will take everything from him. I will destroy every Horcrux that he has made, I will kill every single of his followers, and in the end even if I am not the one who will kill him. I will be the reason for his downfall."

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December 7th of 1991.Forbidden Forest at night.

We followed Quirrell to the Forbidden Forest, of course, he didn't notice, gramps Skill Sphere Boundary (Extreme) (A- Rank)makes people from this world incapable of feeling his presence, and in my case even though I am not by any chance close to his level with the years I learned the basics to an acceptable level and in conjunction with Rune Magecraft, I highly doubt that there is someone in this world that could detect me.

As I stared at Quirrell, I couldn't help but pity the man. Before meeting Voldemort, he wasn't a bad person at all, sure he had his dark thoughts like any other person, but he was average in comparison with everything I had seen. He wanted to be someone in the magical world, and he really worked hard for it for so many years to gain the approval of his peers. But sadly, hard work is not always enough and while some people recognized him and respected him, the majority looked down on him. This is where Voldemort comes in, as he was after the destruction of his body, he was nothing but a shadow of his former self so he couldn't forcefully possess someone else body and Quirrell was his perfect chance someone with such low self-esteem with just a few promises and sweet words it was an easy job to convince Quirrell. And in no time, a few of his promises became real as Quirrell became more confident, calculative, and cunning, but he didn't realize that it was not the only change. But one must live with the consequences of their choices.

After a few minutes Quirrell located a Unicorn, as much as I wanted to undermine him, he was pretty good at it, maybe because of the number of times he has already done this? Once he was near enough of the Unicorn, he raised his hand ready to cast a cutting curse but…

I used Sonido to move in front of him, he looked confused at me but stopped for a second but that second was more than enough for me to quickly put a Magic Suppressing bracelet in his dominant hand making him incapable of using magic.

"What had you done to me!" Quirrell screamed in anger, but I couldn't care less about it and punched him in the guts making the man fly toward the nearest tree.

"*ugh* Wait!" Quirrell yelled in panic as he removed his hood. "I am Professor Quirrell! I was just investigating the unicorns for my class!" Said the man in a very convincing nervous tone. If I didn't know better, I would have believed him.

I cast a simple modulation spell on me so he wouldn't recognize my voice. "Drop the act Quirrell or should I call you Voldemort?" I said in a mocking tone.

At my words, Quirrell's eyes widened but he tried to continue his act. "I-I don't know what you a-are talking about. How could I be He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named."

I snorted at his words; he was not lying though. "Let me rephrase my words so you can understand. Stop acting vessel of Voldemort and let the mutt talk."

"How dare you calling me a Mutt!" A voice screamed right behind Quirrell.

"My lord you shouldn't talk, you haven't recovered enough streg- "Quirrell tried to convince Voldemort to not talk but his concern was dismissed by him.

"Silence! Let me face him" Voldemort ordered and as the loyal dog that is Quirrell he compelled and started to take off his turban after doing so he turned around showing me the ugly face of Voldemort.

'What the heck man! You are turning around and giving me your back! Seriously what the fuck man.' I thought to myself how idiotic his actions were.

"A nobody like you wanted to talk with the great Lord Voldemort and you dare to not show your face!"

I snorted at the irony of his statement. "Who I am is not important. What is important is that I am the person who will make your life a living hell." And with those words, multiple Black Keys were summoned from Armirger directly in my hands.

"Let's pray insignificant wraith."

"I will kill. I will let live." I threw two black keys at high speed that made Quirrellmort incapable of reacting, piercing both of his shoulders.

"Aargh!" Two agonizing screams could be heard from one body, but I continued the prayer.

"I will harm and heal. None will escape me. None will escape my sight." Two more black keys flew, these two pierced his knees making him fall to the ground as a blue fire started emerging from his wounds.

"Be crushed. I welcome those who have grown old and those who have lost. Devote yourself to me, learn from me, and obey me. Rest. Do not forget song, do not forget prayer, and do not forget me. I am light and relieve you of all your burdens. Do not pretend. Retribution for forgiveness, betrayal for trust, despair for hope, darkness for light, dark death for the living. Relief is in my hands. I will add oil to your sins and leave a mark. Eternal life is given through death. Ask for forgiveness here. I, the incarnation, will swear. Kyrie Eleison". And with the end of my prayer, the final black key flew towards his head making crumble the charcoal body and after that Voldemort's wraith left Quirrell's body. Sure, I could trap him with a boundary field until I removed his piece of the soul out of Harry and destroyed his Horcruxes, but knowing Fuga as I know him, he wouldn't like that as it would be "too boring"

'Jezz the disadvantages of entertaining someone.'

"Let's go gramps there is nothing left to…" But before I could finish my sentence, I heard one of the most beautiful voices I've ever heard in both of my lives.

"Fufufu~ Finally someone gave him what he deserved. Such a pity that he cannot kill him, or else Sis would get angry. Honestly, sometimes I can't fathom why she likes this kind of game."

I looked in the direction of the voice and what I saw confused me a lot, there was a beautiful woman who it seems to be in the first half of her 20s. She is wearing a long black dress that fitted very well with her voluptuous body and made contrasts with her pale skin. Her long black hair reached her waist and what physically impressed me the most were her eyes, as they were the deepest black eyes I had ever seen. But her aura feel different from a regular human, she gave the same aura as some of my weapons… It is divinity?

"Ara~ Can you see me?" The woman said in a teasing tone snapping me out of my thoughts. "That is surprising it has been a long time since a living person was capable of such a thing." This time her tone was more curious. "But this makes things easier thief-kun."

I raised a brow at her words. "Thief? Sorry but you must be mistaking me for someone else, as I would remember stealing someone from a lady like you."

At my words, the woman chuckled a little bit. "Such a playboy at a young age… well just physical as I can see that your soul is a little bit older. But I wouldn't forget the one who stole the wand I created."

'Huh? So she can see souls it is just her or an ability that any god of this world has….Wait…. The wand she made?'

"Who are you?" I asked hoping that my guess is wrong.

"Ah sorry for my late introduction." The young woman said. "My name is Lady Death but you can call me Death. It is a pleasure to meet you, thief-kun." She said with a small smile on her face.

At her words, I could clearly feel how my right eye was madly twitching.

'Well…..shit'

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I AM BACK!

Hello everyone I Hope you enjoyed the chapter.

Jezz sorry for not updating in two weeks but I've been having a lot of bs to handle later in the real world. Like most of you read in my last announcement about the car crash I had there were some issues at work. When I wrote that it was just an hour after I leave the hospital, But the next day not only my neck was killing me, but my right arm was also a lot sore so I got some problems writing and doing my job. But at least this chapter's word count is almost 7000! So I think that it compensates a little bit for my absence.

I wanted to thank everyone that wrote I comment sending their best regard when the accident happened. *The author makes a small bow*. So talking about the ff, Hermione leaving… I have planned this quite a bit I mean when I was younger I didn't think a lot about all the shit that happened around everyone. But now I think that it was pretty weird that her parents didn't get worried about her being attacked by a troll and the Dumbledore fiasco just heated up things.

Also, Yozora exorcised the shit out of Tommy boy well something like that since he couldn't kill him because of fate dumbshit… wait I write that so am I calling my work shit?... The point is that he is not able to the Rite didn't go full strength and he meets Lady Death! How this is going to affect the MC? If you want to know wait till the next chapter of Dragon- no wait wrong universe hahaha.

Also, the end of the first year is near most likely in the next chapter or the one after that.

So with anything else to say, thanks for reading this chapter, if you like this ff so far please leave a review, it will help me a lot so more people started reading it. Also, leave a comment with your thoughts on this chapter and the ff in general, and maybe drop a stone or two hahaha (Since I didn't upload anything in the last couple of weeks I have so little stone left.)

See you again in the next chapter.

*The author leaves the chat since he needs to sleep because he has a shitty work.*