81 Chapter 81

"Good morning, Tom."

"Oh! Good morning, Jacob. How is your sleep?"

"I sleep like a log, Tom."

"Hahahaha! That's good. So, what can I do for you? Breakfast? Or just coffee or tea?"

"Breakfast, please. A full english."

"Coming right up!"

After going on a shopping spree, I decided to stay in the Leaky Cauldron for the next few days. This place offers a great room for a low price. For only twenty Galleons a night, I get a big room with a king-size bed and a large bathtub with a good brand of soap and shampoo (according to tom).

Not only that, but the room also has a rune that can heat up or cool the room. I also get free breakfast and dinner if I give another five Gallons per night.

"Here is your food, Jacob! Enjoy!"

I snap from my thoughts and smile at Tom.

"Thank you, Tom. Can I also get a cup of tea?"

"Of course!"

I take a spoonful of beans and eat the bacon. While eating my food, I see something in the corner of my vision.

|The mission will start in an hour! Please go to a place where no one can see you.|

An hour huh? Well, I don't need to hurry up. I continue to eat my food and drink my tea before walking back to my room. When I get inside my room, another notification appears.

|Do you want to get inside the mission room?|

|Y/N|

Meh, why the hell not. I press the Y button, and a second later, I appear inside a white room. I can see a desk and chair in the middle of the room. A meter from the desk and chair is a small bookshelf.

However, what catches my attention is a woman sitting in the chair. She looks up from her book and smiles as I get closer.

"Ah, you must be the newbie Lizzy is talking about."

"Newbie? That means you are another agent?"

"Yup. The name is Angela. Lizzy is too busy right now. A lot of things are happening in the greater omniverse. He asked me to make this mental space to help you. You can use this place for training or something. I will also take care of the aftermath of what you will be doing. Don't worry. You can go all out. He also said your target will appear when the countdown reaches zero. Good luck, newbie."

After saying that, she disappears. I look at the countdown, and I still have twenty minutes. I shrug, take one of the books, and then sit on the chair.

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|3rd POV|

Harry couldn't help but feel nervous and afraid. Even after the encouragement from his friend, Hermione, he still feels nervous and afraid. How couldn't he? He will soon fight a dragon. A giant fire-breathing flying lizard that needs a lot of wizards and witches to subdue.

What makes matters worse is that he will face the most dangerous dragon in the tournament, the Hungarian Horntail. He knew about that dragon after reading entire books about dragons to learn their weaknesses and how to defeat them.

However, all the planning and magical spells he prepared become useless when he gets the Hungarian Horntail.

Now he did not know what to do. Even the backup plan Hermione makes for him becomes useless because of how tough Hungarian Horntail's scale is.

Harry looks at his hand, shaking. His entire face looks like a corpse because of how pale it is. He covers his face as tears come out of his eyes.

"Please… I don't want to die."

Harry continued to cry silently before putting his hand away. However, he is no longer inside the tent when he opens his eyes. He is currently in a room of infinite white. He looks around for a few seconds before his eyes land on a young man sitting behind a desk while looking at him in amusement.

"Are you done looking around, Harry?"

"W-Who are you?"

"Me? I'm Jacob Shiff Evans, your ancestor."

"M-My ancestor?!"

"Yup. Take a seat."

Harry hesitates for a few seconds before walking to the chair and sitting.

"So, what makes you so desperate to call on me, Harry?"

"Pardon me?"

"Ah, I guess I need to explain it, huh? Well, your mother is the one placing me in this place."

"My mother?"

Harry looks at Jacob with a hopeful expression. He never knew his mother. What kind of things she likes, what kind of person she is, and what she would do if she were in his place. All he knows is that she is a great witch and a smart one at that. Other than that? Nothing.

"Yup. Lily Evans is a bright witch. She is kind to her family and friends and will always help them if she can do it. However, her trust and kindness have limits. Once you waste her kindness, she will be replaced by a lioness or a tigress. Her roar is so loud that even a dragon will cower in fear."

Jacob creates some kind of story to catch Harry's attention, and by the look of it, he is successful. Harry fully listens to his story, absorbing every single one of it.

"Anyway, the reason why I'm here is because of your mother. She is using family magic."

"Family magic?"

Harry starts to think of what kind of magic the Potter family has. However, before he can do that, Jacob decides to say.

"I think you misunderstood something, young Harry. What is my family name?"

"... Evans?"

"That's right. Our family is a powerful magical family, you know? It was until some of my descendants decided to dwell in very dark magic."

Harry can only stay silent at Jacob's explanation. He never knew that. He never knew that the family from his mother would come from a very powerful magical family.

"Anyway, your mother used family magic after getting them from our family vault. To block the killing spell of the Dark Lord, she uses half of her life energy and the other half to call me. The reason why she calls me is because she will be dead and she wants me to teach you and be your family."

"T-Then why you never come?"

Harry looks at Jacob with hurt and betrayed expression. Jacob gives him a sad smile and says.

"That is because I need to take care of that."

Jacob points to something behind the bookshelf. Harry takes a look to see a black room, but it slowly disappears and changes into the same white room.

"Do you remember your second year, Harry? The year where you stab a book with the fang of a basilisk?"

"Yes."

He remembered it. It was the second worst experience he had ever felt, just behind, almost being kissed by a Dementor.

"Well, do you remember the black ooze coming out of the book?"

"Yes."

"Well, this is the same thing. What is inside the book is Voldemort's soul."

"T-That means…"

"The scar on your forehead? It was a container for Voldemort. That is the reason why he always comes back. He has something called a phylactery, also known as a soul container."

"Can you get rid of it?!"

"Don't worry. I've already done that. As you can see, I managed to destroy the shard of his soul. You are clean."

Harry releases a relieved sigh and says.

"Thank you."

"Bah, don't think of it. Anyway, I want to know what makes you call me?"

"Calling you?"

"It was an emergency system that your mother made. You can come to this place if you are desperate enough. That means you are either almost dead or someone is on the brink of death."

Harry looks at Jacob for a few seconds and decides to tell him his situation. Jacob nods his head after he says that.

"I see. That is a hard situation to be in. Lucky for you, you have someone who believes in you. Keep her close, okay? As for your situation, I have a solution."

"What is it?"

"I will take over your body."

"Pardon me?"

"Currently, you cannot access our family magic spell. Your body and soul is not strong enough to bear the full power of all family magic you can access. Your body is too weak and your soul is damaged from the leech but it will heal in time."

Jacob looks at Harry, who is listening to him seriously.

"What do you think? I will make sure you survive this fight against the dragon."

Without hesitation, Harry nods his head.

"Yes. Please… Please help me survive."

Jacob smiles at him and flicks his forehead.

"You really need not trust anyone too fast, Harry. You are lucky that I'm Voldemort or something that takes other people's faces."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't say sorry, be better. However, for this instance, I did not blame you. Your environment makes you what you are. Anyway!"

Jacob gets up and takes out a tray full of snacks from his inventory. He also takes a glass of tea and places it on the table. The last item he takes is a box filled with rice and beef stew.

"For now, enjoy the book and the food, okay? I will take care of your problem."

"En. Thank you… grandpa."

Jacob smiles at him, and suddenly his vision changes into what Harry sees. Seeing the possession complete, Jacob nods and gets up just before his name is called.

"Let's do this."