3 Chapter 3 [ - Lord Peverell - ]

''Speaking

'Thinking'

( Yahweh Speaking )

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Disappointment and more disappointment.

Disappointment was the only thing Harry could feel from those people.

How could something as simple as checking to see if their other son was all right? Not even a second look at poor Harry did they dare to take!

A considerable amount of Voldy's "Black Magic" could be found if these people looked carefully, but no - they had to act like a bunch of idiots seeing some kind of miracle.

Prophecies are flawed and complicated to deal with and only stupid people believe in them - The new and improved Harry has dealt with many prophecies.

Many of them said that The One would end his reign of terror.

What reign? If he didn't even create an Empire or even a kingdom?

Many people who claimed to be The Chosen One came to him and willingly gave their lives because of a stupid prophecy that they didn't even know if it existed in the first place.

No prophecy seemed to be reliable. Far better to ignore it than to try to follow it.

Or were these people so dumb in the head that they didn't realize that?

Maybe magic made people dumber than they were?

Was Dumbledore getting senile enough not to recognize the dark magic right in front of his eyes?

Shaking his head again - Harry was very disappointed in their intelligence.

He had read many Fic's that said Dumbledore was a cunning fox who was actually Dumble-ass who was the dark lord who manipulated everyone through the shadows - But, he just looked like an old man who was getting senile over time - At least that was his first impression of the old man.

Many of these Fic's also made it seem like the old man was kind, a gentle leader and a loving person, etc....

'It's not very relevant to me what Dumble-ass's name is or whether he was really a good person or the dark lord... they are just empty titles.' thought Harry.

'I haven't read a single book or even paid attention to any of the movies, so all I can make are assumptions from fiction and nothing more than that.... My knowledge of this world is as empty as a blank sheet of paper.' Harry thought dryly.

-xXx-

He finally finished showering and quickly dried himself with a clean towel.

'I think I should get a little haircut.' He thought. His hair was a bit long, especially on the sides that fell over his ear and that is a nuisance.

However - there wasn't even a stool there.

''This is why I hate being a dwarf.'' { Harry }

He just had to find a way...

-xXx-

As always - He managed to find a way.

Shaving the sides of his head and getting rid of the side hairs that were bothering him - He finally realized something...

His eyes were changing. I thought it would take a little more time, but, I guess the energy I've been circulating through my body constantly has forced my eyes to change into a better fit." Harry reflected.

As his eyes were suffering from irritation - Harry put on a blindfold decorated with a printed band covering his eyes.

Necessarily, Harry didn't need to use his eyes all the time. He could use the energy within him and use it as a sensor.

'I think it's time for me to go back so as not to leave them without my presence, Vernon might try something foolish... Even though I might be seduced to see him do something like that, I don't want to clean up the bloody mess.' Meditated Harry thinking that it would be 'funny' to see Vernon broken in half.

( Before I forget. )

Harry heard Yahweh's voice from his head and waited in silence for what she was going to say.

( I may not give you back your body, but, I can give you this.)

As soon as she finished what she was saying, a floating ring appeared in front of him. He stopped in the hallway and began to stare at the ring.

The ring was made of some kind of black metal that he couldn't identify just by looking at it the first time with the familiar symbol of a triangle with a circle and a vertical line in the center.

Harry was shocked at what it meant.

'Sniff... To think that you would propose so soon, my love finally caught up with you?'' Harry spoke dramatically.

( No! ) Yahweh shouted.

'No?' asked Harry as he gave a small pout.

( It isn't. This is the ring of the Heir/Lord of the Peverell Family. I am giving it to you. Since you are the only remaining heir, there is no harm in giving you the ring. ) Yahweh explained.

''Sole heir? There really aren't any?'' He asked back and thought about those wastes called parents....

( No. James and Lilly were kicked out of the Potter house by the last head of the house before his deathbed. Apparently he didn't like the two of them practically abandoning them because of Dumble-ass and the prophecy. ''Ignoto Peverell is your paternal ancestor, you would rightfully be the heir of the Peverells and the Potters.' ) Answered Yahweh at once.

''Oh... that sounds like fun'' He replied quietly and the corner of his lips arched into a smile.

'Maybe I should play with the wizards? At this point - I have nothing to lose anyway.' Harry thought with a smile from a Cheshire cat.

With that, Harry grabbed the ring and didn't put it on immediately.

Go imagine what madness would happen if he put it on his finger.

# Breaking the scene #

Ignoring Vernon's murderous stares and Petunia's strange ones - He sat cross-legged in Vernon's armchair.

''What's with the blindfold?'' Alvitr whispered in his ear.

''Nothing much, just a little irritation in my eyes. It will soon go away,'' he said calmly.

"Did they act like bad boys? Alvitr?'' asked Harry calmly as he kept his gaze on Vernon and Petunia while ignoring Dudley who was looking at him like he was some kind of monster. Fucking brat.

''no. I didn't need to cut anyone with that stick of yours.'' Answered Alvitr dryly.

''Oh. Yeah, that's not my strongest lightsaber, so I guess you couldn't cut someone fat like Vernon in half.'' He spoke calmly. That wasn't his strongest lightsaber, that was just one spare among hundreds.

Showing the other lightsaber, the cylinder of this one was golden colored.

''That's one of my favorites. It can easily cut through flesh and even bone. slicing through everything like a hot knife against a generous piece of butter.''

''You can have it. Spoke Harry and Alvitr took the Lightsaber from his hand.

Petunia, Vernon's faces darkened as something began to run down Dudley's legs. But that was irrelevant...

Ignoring them and with an amused smile on his face, Harry looked at Petunia. ''My dear aunt! Unfortunately, we won't be able to spend any more time together so that we can get to know each other better. I was having such a good time. Fortunately, all my plans have changed.'' Spoke Harry with a little feigned sadness in his voice.

''But there's no need to worry! I'll leave my best wishes to the three of you and to that woman who seems to be a spy for Dumble-ass. I think this will be the first time you will see her violated in your minds. Don't worry, I'm a master at it. The sad tone in her voice disappeared as if she had never been there in the first light and all that remained was a sadistic joy in her eyes.

Using his hand in the form of a gun - Harry pointed at Petunia and said cheerfully. ''Bang!''

Petunia, Vernon and Dudley passed out at the same time with a simple mental attack from Harry.

Seeing the three fall - Harry just left them there for now and picked up the knife from earlier - the same one that Petunia had hidden in her robes.

The knife began to levitate with an unknown force, suspending it in the air.

And suddenly - the knife began to melt and the metal in liquid form began to drip and float in the air.

Quickly the entire knife melted and all that was left was a wooden handle - even the metal alloy inside the handle was melted.

Throwing the handle behind his back, the handle simply disappeared into thin air. And Alvitr who was watching all this was confused about what Zheng was doing or what he needed that impure metal for.

Because he is a little out of tune with his old powers. This caused him a bit of stress because of the high concentration he had to constantly maintain.

Destruction and Creation will always be an infinite cycle.

For something to be Destroyed - something must exist.

For something to be Created - something must be Destroyed.

An infinite cycle between Creation and Destruction.

Without one - Something cannot exist.

That is what Harry was doing - Destruction comes first and then comes Creation.

Destroying the 'Atoms' within the League of Metals - Harry began to Create something new from these destroyed Atoms.

Using the liquid state of the metal, Harry began to separate them further, leaving only small liquid drops of metal.

He began at a steady pace to put pressure on while using < Telekinesis> by degrees above the limit of what a human could do, and the metal began to solidify into a small Thin Needle.

He quickly began to do this with all the drops of liquid Metal transforming them into a small fine needle.

So, he began to finish it all quickly and still had to erase Petunia, Vernon and Dudley's memories of him.

# Scene Break#

Looking at the dried up corpse on the floor that looked more like a mummy - Harry just kept his gaze serene.

That person was Mrs. Figg - A lady who was there to watch Harry on Dumbledore's orders.

She became this thing after Harry had absorbed her life essence and soul, making it impossible for her to enter the reincarnation cycle.

Harry had cleaned out the memories of Petunia, Vernon and Dudley about him - cleaned out his things from that house - and finally paid a little visit to Mrs. Figg.

Earlier he had been reading the neighbors' thoughts and ended up discovering that Figg was there to spy on him.

So - To leave no evidence behind - Harry killed her without any remorse.

Turning his head - He said calmly. ''You may enter, Alvitr.''

Looking at the corpse on the floor - Alvitr just stared for a moment and looked at Harry. ''Are you done here? Is this it now? What are our future plans going to be?''

''Yes, All ending here.'' Answered Harry and continued with the calm tone. ''Now, let me test something is see if it's really real.'' Spoke Harry with a slight smile.

Taking the 'Ring' from before out of his pocket - Harry placed the ring on his index finger and spoke aloud.

''House Elves of House Peverell. My name is Harry P. Peverell and I am the new heir to the Peverell lineage recognized for family magic. Please appear and state your names!''

'Will that really work?' thought Harry.

At that moment, Harry and Alvitr heard pops and, looked from where the pops came from to see 4 house elves.

''My Lord!'' They all bowed before Harry. The Ring had given him some new information; It seemed to have woken these little guys up from stasis.

Standing in front of Harry being a few inches shorter than him; eyes too big for their heads, skin slightly grayish and ears long and droopy.

At least they were not wearing rags. They were wearing what appeared to be butler mini-uniforms with the Peverell symbol sewn into the fabric on the front.

The Household Elves looked at Harry, and he could have sworn they were like children in a sugar rush. From right to left they started with the oldest one beginning.

''This one's name is Tom my Lord, I was the original head elf.''

"This one's name is Gol my Lord.

"This one's name is Sil my Lord.

''This one's name is Bron my Lord.''

'Thank God whoever appointed them had good sense. I mean, what's with all those names that rhyme! these guys are easy to remember with names based on gold, silver and silver.' Thought Harry - He thought the House Elves would have strange names because of some fic's he read but it seems that wasn't the case.

''Tom, Gol, Sil and Bron. From Now on, as your new Master, I have some rules to make.'' { Harry }

'Damn you guys! Don't make that animated expression! You guys look like perverts!!! { Harry }

''The first rule, you will never self-mutilate if you think you've done something wrong! If you're not sure, come to me, and I'll decide. The second rule, I have the hobby of cooking...'' Harry had to stop talking as he saw the horrified looks on their faces.

'What the hell has been programmed into you? I'm actually starting to feel bad looking at their faces.' { Harry }

''I won't stop you from cooking, but let's just say I like to 'play with food,' Yes, I like to play in the kitchen. You can take care of me while you're there, agreed?'' Seeing them nod, Harry continued.

''The third rule, you can call me whatever you want, but I need to remember while you have been working for me, you are NOT a slave. As long as you are loyal to me, then you are part of the family.'' { Harry }

Seeing them nod, but with confused expressions, Harry let out a deep sigh...

The Heir Ring suddenly began sucking mana from Harry which alarmed him for a moment before letting it be known that he had a good amount of mana.

'''Thank you My Lord!''' All the House Elves thanked him for some reason and when he felt a strange sensation connecting him to them, he realized what happened.

'My heir ring has united the Elves to me. They are officially my elves' { Harry }

#Scene Break#

On the island where the Peverell mansion was - It was, Harry and Alvitr accompanied by the House Elves. From the place where they were - They could be seen all over the island...

Like a beast awakening from a long hibernation, the lines of protection that covered the entire island came to life. The mist that covered the whole island began to disappear.

It seemed as if the sky was warming up to the dawn of the North Pole. Looking in the distance, they could see the whole island, although it wasn't insanely large, it still had a good couple of soccer fields of size.

Right in the center of the island was the mansion , which seemed to begin to glow and emit a small hum. The mansion was a bit run down, but nothing that a little cleaning couldn't fix.

The island was shaped like a circle with the mansion in the center and a sandy beach on the shore.

On the right side of the house, there was what appeared to be a large greenhouse, containing magical plants, it seemed to light up with the rest of the guards based on their glow.

On the left side of the house, there was a garden/farm where regular food is grown. There also seemed to be a glow coming from underground. Harry assumed that there was a set of some kind of protection there.

From where Harry and Alvitr stood, they could see a small hill, which probably has a nice cliff to enjoy the view from the top. As well as demarcated areas, perhaps to shelter magical animals.

And in front of the house was a beautiful flower garden that seemed to be in bliss. There was a glow coming from the dirt, and they seemed to be slowly coming back to life, but still fast enough to be noticed by the eye.

I'm not sure where all my mana has gone. But if the information I'm getting from the ring is right, I just reactivated all the wards on the island. I'm not sure how the island has stayed hidden all this time, but I guess I'd have to go in to find out those answers.' { Harry }

''We've been here looking at the mansion for a while now, let's take a look at the mansion. Gol, Sil, Bron, please start fixing up the mansion. It seems to be deteriorated over time.''

''Yes my Lord!'' They quickly disappeared with a *pop* . Harry turned to Tom.

''Tom, I need you to tell me about the Wards of the manor. about the Peverell estates and everything I should know about the traditions of the wizarding world.''

Harry said. And Tom began to lead them down the path to the mansion....

--End--

A/N: Completed. I hope you enjoyed it.

I was thinking of doing flashback on Harry's past, to show how he turned into what he is today. But, I ended up giving up seriously delaying the chapters and besides that I don't think it's necessary

And about the world, the wizarding world, Mc wouldn't stay in it for too long. He doesn't have much to learn about magic and it won't be very useful for him.

Peace and Pudding!