13 Chapter 13: Christimas with Tequila and Worship

Harry was having afternoon tea as he watched the Blood Marines prepare to enter the secret chamber.

He was waiting for the ideal moment to deal with the giant snake, Tom Riddle's Diary was already destroyed, so nothing bad happened to the students, apart from the part that Ginny was being Yandere, the rest was normal.

Now the Blood Marines would go with him to deal with the Basilisk, if he doesn't obey Harry, the Blood Marines will bathe in his blood while cutting the Basilisk, oh he also brought a rooster.

Harry along with the Blood Marines arrived at the gate that gave access to the Chamber of Secrets, saying ''open it'' in parseltongue, the gate opened and revealed the Chamber of Secrets, in all its disgrace.

'If Basilisk obeys me, I'll get him out of here and give him a better place, this place is a sewer' thought Harry as he looked at the Chamber of Secrets in disgust, the room might look amazing in the eyes of a fan, but what did he see it's simply a giant, decorated sewer.

*Answer the call of the Slytherin Heir Basilisk* Speaking in Parseltongue, Harry saw when the statue's mouth opened and a giant snake was coming out, he was wearing glasses that contained magic seals to ensure he wasn't affected by the eyes. of Basilisk.

*Did you summon me?* Asked the creature as he looked at Harry, the Blood Marines were behind so as not to be caught by the creature's eyes but were ready to move forward if the creature moves against their Emperor.

*Yes, I came here to bring you out of this place, in case you swear to serve me* Spoke Harry as he looked into Basilisk's eyes seriously, waiting for any move to attack and let it become a potion ingredient in the hands of the Blood Marines and Snape.

*....I can feel that you are the Heir, as such I must serve you* Said the Basilisk after thinking for a moment, he lowered his head almost to the ground, this made Harry breathe a sigh of relief, but he felt a little sad that he couldn't get more rare ingredients for his potions or rituals.

When they were done dealing with the Basilisk, they just had to put it in a comfortable box while they sent it to one of Harry's animal magic reserves.

Meanwhile, Harry got the news that Fenrir Greyback was killed, he couldn't help but smile at this news, not only took a pebble out of his shoe but also avenged everyone who was killed by that disgusting werewolf.

Harry sent the reward to those responsible for Fenrir's death and went to drink some wine, he was hardly waiting for Christmas as he could not only visit his family but could also play Santa Claus for his dear cousins...

Aside from going at night to eat the cookies, they would give to ''Santa Claus'' and drink milk with a little tequila, it would normally be harmful to him, but magic will always solve problems.

More months passed and finally, it was Christmas, everyone was enjoying this time, the families of employees of Harry's stores received discount vouchers to use in the stores in the Malls that will open soon, in addition to an extra salary.

Harry was with Fleur and his family enjoying Christmas at the mansion, he already went with his family to a party that was happening at the Ministry, sponsored by him, his uncle, and aunt, along with Dudley learned about noble etiquette so they wouldn't be embarrassed, which they didn't necessarily need to learn, but they didn't want to embarrass Harry in front of his followers.

The Delacour family also went to the mansion to spend Christmas, Gabrielle left a plate of cookies and a glass of milk on the living room table, as Harry told her about Santa Claus, little did she know she was just being manipulated by our protagonist to be able to drink milk with tequila.

Harry tried once in his office to drink, but his aunt suddenly appeared with a slipper in her hand and started hitting his ass with the slipper, Harry started to think that his aunt had Elvishblood in her veins.

Everyone went to sleep, except our protagonist who got up slowly from his bed so as not to wake Fleur, then used magic to dress up as Santa Claus, so that if Gabrielle appeared in the room to wait for Santa Claus, he even got a present. prepared.

He walked slowly and noiselessly into the living room, and there it was, the glass of milk, so if it took a little longer, he reached the table, took the glass and the bottle of tequila that was inside his clothes, and mixed it up. the two drinks, when the drink was entering his throat, the light in the room turns on.

He looked at the entrance to the room and there was his aunt with a slipper in her hand, along with Fleur who was smiling at him while holding two thick slippers.

''...I DON'T REGRET ANYTHING'' shouted Harry as he drank it down quickly and tried to run away, his aunt and her fiancee were running after him.

The noise woke up everyone in the Mansion, when they came down from the second floor, where their rooms are, they found a Harry dressed as Santa Claus being beaten by his bride and her aunt, who were holding slippers, Gabrielle had her eyes closed by the hands of her mother, as she did not want her daughter to look at this scene.

They didn't understand how it got to these events until Vernon caught their attention and pointed to the table, where he had a bottle of tequila next to the glass where there was supposed to be milk.

While all this was happening at the Mansion, the werewolf families were celebrating happily, no one had a sad face as they now not only had jobs but their families were living well, everyone was thanking him for it.

/Somewhere unknown/

A meeting was going on with several people, reaching 100 people, but the most important thing was that everyone in the meeting was werewolves, there were teenagers, adults, and seniors, everyone was arguing about one person in particular: Harry Slytherin-Gryffindor

''He is our savior! Everyone who goes against our leader deserves death!'' Shouted a 16-year-old girl with blond hair, the girl's fangs were coming out because of her anger, her eyes held nothing but pure fanaticism.

''Yes! he gave us a better future, not only that, the great Astartes taught us everything so that we would understand that our savior is the predestined Emperor of our World! He who will bring a Golden Age to all of us, it is no exaggeration to say that he is our God! Anyone who goes against him must burn like the Heretic worm he is!'' Someone else shouted this time a man in his mid-30s, with scars on his cheek and one in his left eye, everyone was agreeing with him.

''I agree brothers and sisters! That's why I scheduled this Meeting, our savior is the one to be worshiped as a God, but our savior doesn't want to because he doesn't think he's worthy of such a title, but I disagree! Our leader, must not only be the Emperor of the Earth, but the God-Emperor, anyone who says that our savior does not deserve the title of deity and should not be worshipped...should simply die''' Said one old man in clothes similar to a white priest, the only difference was that the symbols on the clothes were the golden Imperial Aquila.

Everyone who was at this meeting was people who started to worship Harry as a God, the Astartes played a crucial role in that, as they wanted everyone to be totally loyal to their Emperor, what better way than to be revered as a Deity?

It wasn't as if he wasn't already there, just that he was only worshiped by the Astartes and Imperial Guards, but they did it in secret, but now they decided to have a religion created with the sole intention of worshiping their Emperor, in the end, this religion will be the only one dominant throughout the Imperium, and it will, but that's for the Future.

{AN: Merry Christmas everyone!}