Ep. 28

I bring to you, a timeskip! Come on, you must all recognize that the second year without Basilisk and the entirety of the third year are not interesting at all! Like, it's only there for character building and that isn't my business.

So, I am 17 now and about to begin my final year at Hogwarts. A few things happened during the last two years. Let me give a really brief resumé.

First of all, my fifth year ended without any problems and I got O+'s in all my O.W.Ls. That much was a given, but it doesn't hurt to repeat it. That Summer, I sneaked into Grimmauld Place 12, the Blacks' ancestral home, and stole Slytherin's Locket. And I destroyed Walburga Black's portrait, because the bitch was screaming the whole time while I was there. I purified the locket and made it into another gift for Mother. I will make sure to give her all of the founders' artefacts as a souvenir, whenever possible.

I also sneaked into the Ministry and the Wizengamot hearing chambers, from where I took a portkey to Azkaban. I made sure to hijack all the wards there, except for one: there was a ward that basically acted like a constant magical pact between the Minister of Magic and the Dementors. I only placed a 'backdoor' for me to exploit when the time comes. I found some of the Death Eaters and enjoyed a little pic-nic, leaving behind only dried up husks with two holes in their necks. Not a drop of blood remained in their bodies. I made sure to leave some of them behind so that they could wreak havoc with snake-face for a while before I arrived to save the day.

Since I made sure to drink Bellatrix Lestrange's blood, I could now shapeshift into her. I must say… She was stacked. And thicc. Why do I say that? Because I transformed into her younger version, from before she went cuckoo, probably. Oh well, it will be useful for my goal.

I used some 'selective disillusionment' spells to hide my new appearance and went directly to Gringotts. I easily gained access to the Lestrange and Black vaults, so I made sure to clean them thoroughly. I purified Helga Hufflepuff's Cup and gifted it to Mother.

The next year, I talked with Dumbledore and I got a semi-permanent leave from classes to do whatever I wanted, so I started taking care of my bookshop in Diagon Alley with Risa, while also leaving a golem-puppet in Hogwarts, so that I could hang out with my friends and attend the exams.

I also made myself some enhanced CPH4 and NZT-48, to boost my brain. It was awesome, end of the story. Other than that, I made myself Edward Elric's Grimoire, to learn Alchemy and improve my Transfigurations. I also worked some more on my weaknesses, such as acceleration and the residual fatigue from the continued use of the Eight Gates Technique. I ended up completely Nullifying the drawbacks and the Gate of Death.

Oh, when I became 17, Risa accepted being my girlfriend, but her father just had to appear and oppose our decision. I'm starting to think that he's a wizard secretly… In the end, he settled with us having a 'one-year trial', whatever that means.

"Basically, no sex for a year." explained Risa. God, I'll have a massive case of blue balls… Well, nothing I can do about that. Well, there is, but I don't want to appear forceful. That's for afterwards.

Anyway, that happened. Oh, yet another detail: I won another two 'Witch Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award' during the year, since Rita and another reporter managed to 'infiltrate' their way into my bookstore and snap a couple of pictures of me and Risa. When the photo was released, I swear that I could feel a wave of sadness and jealousy from all over England. I am sure that it was just a feeling though.

Hm… Anything else? Nope, not really…

Well, that leads us to my last year at Hogwarts! Finally, a couple more years and I'll be done with this world!

On the day we all arrived at Hogwarts, we were introduced to 'Mad Eye' Moody and I immediately smelled his Polyjuice Potion. As the real Moody would say, it smells like 'Goblin piss'. Quite an apt description, I must say.

The little Death Eater wanted to mess with me multiple times in his class, in particular when he demonstrated the Unforgivables. Let me tell you how it went.

"Any volunteer?!" He asked with his characteristic voice. "No?! No one?! Well, you, pretty boy! Come up here!" He pointed at me. It sounded fun, so I stood up and walked up to the front of the DADA class.

"I will be using the Imperio and Crucio curse on you. Before you protest-"

"Nah, go ahead, Professor Moody." He was speechless. What kind of fool would want to experience the Crucio curse?!

He recomposed himself and got into position. "Crucio!" I yawned. "Crucio!" I took out my blood-shake and took a sip. "What?" He couldn't believe it.

"Oh, did you start? Sorry, I didn't feel it. Try the Imperius, I'll wait."

"Imperio!" he shouted, then started swishing and flicking his wand.

"Are you done? It's not like low-level spells like the Unforgivables can even affect me, so we can save time. Look: Avada Kedavra." I said. Green light zapped from my fingers towards my chest, but I stood still. The class was stunned, except for Kat, Camille, and Silvia. "Well, I'll go back to my seat."

Needless to say, I became some sort of urban legend since being powerful is normal, but being completely immune to the Unforgivables is totally off the 'strangeness chart'.

Soon enough, Filch posted the notice about the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students' arrival. Who knows why, every boy was extremely excited about the French ladies arriving. Well, I have my own French lady at home. Sounds like I chained one in my basement or something. Between the excitement for the Triwizard Tournament and the imminent arrival of the two visiting schools, time passed rather quickly. I was kinda excited because Fleur is partly Veela, so it's like meeting some kind of long-lost sibling even though I have never seen her in person.

I was selected to help the Headmaster welcome Beauxbatons, while he would personally welcome Durmstrang, probably because he didn't want me to break their wills too early on. What? Those guys are basically militaristic Slytherins!

Anyway, for that reason, I was with Dumbles on the 'frontlines' the 30th October. The other students and the Professors were simply waiting behind us.

There was just a little, very small problem I had forgotten about: my wards… They stop unidentified vehicles from reaching Hogwarts, and have quite the strong 'reaction'. When the Beauxbatons flying carriage arrived the hundreds of magic circles activated and created a bubble around the castle. I had to hurry up and deactivate the protective wards or… Let's just say that there wouldn't have been four participants in the tournament.

Dumbledore will have to 'explain' to our foreign guests why the fuck they were almost obliterated. He was kinda amused, so I will take the chance to mess with the French Headmaster- Headmistress, sorry.

Me and the old codger saw how the carriage circled around and landed a little ways from us. We waited for the French delegation to open the carriage's doors. The French students were all quite scared and bewildered, I could feel it. The doors opened and Madame Maxime exited, followed by Fleur, her sister, and the rest of the students. There was a massive wave of lust from behind me. Damn hormonal teenagers! Dumbles probably knew what was going through the students' heads, as he was struggling not to laugh.

"Dumbledore! What was that shield for?!" shouted the Half-Giantess.

"Oh, Madame Maxime, those were our new wards. Unfortunately we forgot that unidentified vehicles would trigger them. Mr. Azagareth here can surely explain what the shield was for." said the old codger pointing at me. Damn, throw me under a train, will ya?

"Certainly. The shield is almost indestructible. If I hadn't deactivated them, you would have triggered the counter-attack wards and you would have been assaulted by a barrage of not-so-friendly spells and a few Transfigured creatures. The counter-attack can easily destroy a few mountains, so I doubt the carriage would have been safe. Anyways, welcome to Hogwarts, Madame Maxime and students of Beauxbatons."

"Azagareth, how about you show them around the school? The students from Durmstrang are also bound to arrive soon, so we will welcome them. You can directly go to the Great Hall." said Dumbledore. I see, dumping the work on the younger people, huh? First the Horcruxes and now the troublesome students. I see, I see...

"Don't worry, Headmaster, I will take good care of the students. Let me show you Hogwarts' hospitality." I said with my signature sadistic fanged smile. "Oh, I added the carriage to the wards, so you can safely move it. I will keep the vehicle-related wards deactivated, in case Durmstrang comes in some wonky ship or another flying carriage."

I gave the French students a tour of the castle grounds, with some explanations along the way. The female students were all hot and bothered, courtesy of my natural charm. Hehe boy!

"So you can use wandless magic." said one of them

"Yup."

"And chantless magic." I nodded, humming a little.

"And you made the new wards for the school."

"Correct. Want a prize?"

"Are you a Vampire?" asked Fluer.

"Ah, happy you asked. Vampire-Veela hybrid." Her eyes flickered and her heart rate spiked. It was pumping so much delicious blood… "Don't worry, you will be able to ask a lot of questions this year. For now, let me bring you to the Great Hall. Durmstrang has arrived."

I was, indeed, just notified by my wards that a new vehicle had arrived. Obviously, it was the knock-off 'Flying Dutchman'. I had to lead the students through the labyrinth-like hallways of Hogwarts and also had to promise to get them a map of the place. How bothersome…

In the end, we arrived at the same time as the 'main' group. I properly welcomed the Durmstrang students, though from their fearful faces and the shivering Slytherins, I must have had a pretty darn scary expression on my face. Well, the 'militaristic Slytherins' just bring out my inner sadist.

Gabrielle pulled the hem of my suit. Yes, I usually wear my suit at school, since it also includes a robe-like cape.

"Yes, kiddo?"

"Where do we sit?" she asked with puppy eyes. God, how can she be so cute and adorable and pure?

"Hm… Wherever you want. I would suggest Slytherin or Ravenclaw, as those two have less students and you will have more space. Ah, I'm a Slytherin, by the way."

"I heard several things about Slytherins, and you sure don't seem one." noted Fleur.

"Well, things changed since I became the King of Slytherin. Now the houses in Hogwarts are just used for the Inter-house competition, but there almost isn't a distinction. I might have had to 'push' some students to transfer to other schools, but it was all for the 'greater good'."

"Definitely a Slytherin." she added.

I sat at my place at the Slytherin table, alongside almost all of the Beauxbatons females. My housemates probably never had happier faces.

"Tell me, oh great King of Slytherin, did your particular race pose a problem?" Fleur asked.

"You mean because of the charm? Nah, just that one time when a woman sexually assaulted me in the middle of Diagon Alley, but a quick spell solved everything. I guess that you are the opposite? Many problems?"

"That would be an understatement… I basically only receive lustful or resentful gazes from people. It's disturbing."

"Well, of course they would: you are constantly leaking charming magic."

"I am WHAT?!"

"Chill woman! I have sensitive ears! Ahem- Veela charm is also a type of magic, though you can't control it. You just need practice. I wonder why no one ever taught you that."

"Can you teach me?!"

"Do you see any woman actively jumping on me? I can obviously keep in check my charm magic, so I can definitely teach you. And your sister. I have a semi-permanent leave from classes, so you can just come and find me sometimes in the morning and I'll teach you. Should take a month if your talent is abysmal, a day if you are talented. It's one of those things that you can either do instinctively or will struggle to achieve."

"You talk a lot, you know that?"

"Strange, no one ever told me that."