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HP: Ronan's Journey

Ronan Johanson, a normal orphan living in Little Whinging when he realized that he had transmigrated, was pleased. With the knowledge of a 35-year-old stock broker, who hand transmigrated into 1991, he realized that he would be able to become a billionaire if he played his cards right. Transmigrated with the gift of photographic memory and minor telekinesis he thought that his life would be awesome. But when a squat little old woman, calling herself Professor Sporut comes knocking at his door, he realizes that his life is not going to be as easy as he thought it to be. __________________________________ Please note the following things:- >MC would be a villain. But, keep in mind that this is not the kind of novel where the MC acts like a psychopath from day one. He will walk on the path slowly. >MC won't remember the full extent of the story of movies. >For the first few chapters, the story would follow canon, but variation would start taking place soon when MC would enter the second year. >This is not a harem fic. I have not thought about the love interest, if anyone has any suggestions then feel free to comment. ____________________________________ The book will be updated every Monday to Friday.  To read chapter ahead of public release and to support me, consider becoming a patron on: patreon.com/Yash_Vardhan One can chat with me on my Discord: https://discord.gg/kb7jehGPFX

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Chapter-60: Chat with Old man-2

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Ronan's plan was simple. He wanted to have a connection with the main guys of the story because if this story changes in the future, he wanted to know about it as soon as possible. He had already established his presence in the eye of the protagonist, the only person left to impress was Dumbledore.

"Professor," Ronan said, "If you dont mind me asking, are you going to share your theories with Neville or his Grandma in the future?"

Dumbledore finally took his glasses, "That…" the old man said, "… is a very… difficult decision,"

"No, it is not…" Ronan said angrily, "We are talking about a life here Dumbledore. Not a small pup, that wont be able to understand your words,"

"Ronan.." Dumbledore said softly, "You seem agitated. Even angry… I cannot understand what has gotten you riled up.. After all, these were all just theories..,"

Ronan stood up, "You." He said angrily, "It is your antics that have gotten me all riled up Professor… We could have died down there. Hell, the basilisk could have killed any of those students. Four dumbasses, who dont know what is right or wrong for them gave so much effort to get to the bottom of the situation. And yet, the great headmaster of the school, who is also considered the greatest wizard of his time did nothing. I refuse to believe that you couldnt do anything. If I could have figured out these things on my own, you could have done so as well… For sure. And yet, you didnt do anything. That is what I am angry about,"

Dumbledore looked a little stunned by the reaction. He cleared his throat, and then spoke, "I agree… I could have done something.. But using your method.. It is against many ethics and morals of wizarding…"

Ronan cut him off, "I dont care about your ethics and morals Professor. Do you think that you should be thinking about ethics and morals when so many lives are on line?"

Dumbledore didnt say anything. Ronan then swiftly turned around and got to the door, he opened the door and turned around, "You know what the worst part of all of this was? There were people who from the bottom of their hearts believed in you. And their blind belief will never make them see that you are a coward sir. A coward."

With that Ronan exited the office…

As Ronan made his way towards his common room, he had a lot of thoughts going through his mind. The talk that he had with Dumbledore was an important one. He talked in such a way so that the old man would learn that he truly cared about the four numbnuts. The rest of the things he said were true, he was angry at the old man because he didnt do anything and let the heir run rampant for so long.

The way he acted had established a repo with the old man, it would help him in the future. He doesn't know how, but he believes that getting in the good graces of the old man and the four shitbuckets would surely help him in the future.

When he got to the entrance staircase of the common room, he heard that almost everyone in the house was practically by the fireplace, chatting. But by the time he came to the bottom of the stairs, everyone had quieted down. He looked around, and everyone was staring at him. Cutting through the crowd came Blaise, followed by Daphne and Pancy.

"Ronan," Blaise said. "You are alive,"

"Of course I am alive," he simply answered, "Who in their right mind could kill me?"

And with that, he went to his room, he had a thing to do. After locking himself in his bedroom, he sat down on his bed quietly. "Kreacher,"

With a pop, his old servant appeared before him. He smiled seeing this. He didnt know whether elves could Apparate in or out of Hogwarts, but now his theory was finally proven.

"Master, called this poor thing?" Kreacher asked.

"Kreacher, I want to know whether there was any task that my mother gave to you before she died. Or whether my father gave you a task?"

Kreacher let out a scream and started bawling his eyes out, "Mistress Regina, for years she talked of the Dark Lord, who was going to bring the wizards out of hiding to rule the Muggles and the Muggle-borns ... and when she was sixteen years old, Mistress joined the Dark Lord with her boyfriend and late husband. So proud, so proud, so happy to serve..."

The creature took a breather, and started bawling his eyes out again, "And one day, a year after she had joined, Mistress Regina came down to the kitchen to see Kreacher. Mistree always liked Kreacher. And Mistress said... she said.." He took another breather, "she said that the dark lord required an elf,"

"Voldemort needed an elf?" Ronan questioned.

"Oh yes," moaned Kreacher. "And Mistress had volunteered Kreacher. It was an honor, said Mistress, an honor for her and for Kreacher, who must be sure to do whatever the Dark Lord ordered him to do ... and then to come home."

"What happened next?" Ronan asked, now getting intrigued by the story.

"So Kreacher went to the Dark Lord. The Dark Lord did not tell Kreacher what they were to do, but took Kreacher with him to a cave beside the sea. And beyond the cave there was a cavern, and in the cavern was a great, black lake …" he said, "… there was a boat…"

Hearing this, Ronan remembered a scene from one of the movies, when Dumbledore and Harry go to a similar cave. And then there were these zombies-like creatures that attacked them from the lake, and the old man then scared them away by creating a tornado of fire. Now that he was thinking about it, that creature must have been Inferni, a type of magical undead creature.

Kreacher went on, "There was a basin full of potion on the island. The Dark Lord made Kreacher drink it..." The elf shivered by its sheer thought, "Kreacher drank, and as he drank, he saw terrible things ... Kreacher's insides burned ... Kreacher cried for Mistress Regina to save him, he cried for his Mistress Black, but the Dark Lord only laughed ... he made Kreacher drink all the potion ... he dropped a locket into the empty basin ... he filled it with more potion. And then the Dark Lord sailed away, leaving Kreacher on the island..."

"Then you came back?" Kreacher nodded, "And what happened then?"

"Mistress got pregnant with you, and she left the house. But she had given birth to you, she came back one night. Mistress Regina was strange that night, she was disturbed in her mind, Kreacher could tell ... and she asked Kreacher to take her to the cave, the cave where Kreacher had gone with the Dark Lord ..."

Kreacher then recounted how they reached the island, after which his mother drank the potion from the basin, and ordered Kreacher to destroy the necklace. Also, she told Kreacher that if he one day came across him, serve him with all the dedication, as if he would have treated her. Then Kreacher told him that he disappeared from the place, while Mistress Regina was dragged into the lake by the Inferni.

"Do you still have the locket?" he asked. Kreacher nodded.

It is then Ronan took out a wooden box from his back pocket. Usually, he used this box to carry his Runic Pen, but he had thrown the pen in the Chambers that day. Now, this box contains three fangs of the basilisk, all capable of destroying the parts of the souls of Voldemort.

"This might help you with the things that you might need," Ronan said, handing the fang to Kreacher. And then he ordered the elf to stab the locket with fang, in a secluded place. Away from the house, and this will destroy the thing…

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Ronan went to sleep after handing over the locket to Kreacher. He didnt attend the feast that night, but by the next morning, he felt that the air of Slytherins was different. Everyone got to know that he officially went toe to toe with Voldemort's past self, Dumbledore mentioned in front of the whole school. This got everyone to fear him a little bit, the first years were simply terrified of him and would turn away if they ever saw him walking towards them.

While all the older students started maintaining their distance from him. Daphne told him, that apparently Draco received a letter from his father that evening, telling him to cut all ties with you. That is why Draco and his goons started maintaining some distance from him. But as the whole school knew, how dangerous he could be, people started alienating Draco and his goons. And by the end of the school year, the trio started getting harassed as well.

But he came to their rescue. He let everyone know that Draco and his goons were his friends. And he didnt appreciate everyone alienating like that. Everyone got the message.

Through his Legilimency, which he started using proactively during the time, he realized that Draco really appreciated his help. But still, that boy didnt disobey his father's command…

Due to atrocities that were committed that year, Dumbledore announced that there would be no exams that year, which he appreciated a lot. Because with the time in his hand, he finally completed the fourth-year course and moved on to the fifth. And soon, the school came to an end..

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