Chapter 17 Diagon Alley

Seeing someone's life so closely, it was certainly a unique experience, luckily, it didn't affect him too much, it was more like watching a movie, only much more intense, every decision, choice, thought, and feelings of Alex, were absorbed.

Alex's fragments were devoured, until there was nothing left of what was once his soul, he had a true end, there is no afterlife for him.

Vincent could feel that his demonic and human side is no longer in balance, in fact the demonic side is growing slower, but constant pace, he didn't know how it would affect him in the future, but he was in a hurry.

The fruits of devouring the soul were a general increase in his power, stronger, his body was more efficient, in a remarkable way, especially the speed he thought, before he needed hours to read one of those children's books, now just minutes.

And the amount of demonic essence, 15,000, which he thought that it's not very efficient to devour souls just for essences, it turns out that only a part is used to form essence, most part is converted into nutrients for one's own soul.

But he already have enough to start his plans.

It's been a month and a half since the attack, even remembering it, it made his body shake, the wizards like Dumbledore and Voldemort, their power left a mark on him, he wasn't sure what he would become by evolving as a demon, how powerful he would be.

During the month he observed the magical world through his illusion, getting some copies of the daily prophet, he noticed that the dark lord's attacks ceased, but he knew that it was temporary, after all he had many casualties.

He also saw Rose's Sister in the Magic Hospital, She looked like Rose only she looked younger at around 18 years old, he could see that she cared a lot for Rose, he had to confirm about her, so he proceeded to monitor her.

Another point after he absorbed the soul, he gained a new ability.

Demonic Mark - He could mark a victim, its effects were very diverse, from a light mark of demonic taint, which served as a way to track the target, or a more elaborate mark, which serves as a mark of imprisoning the soul, which he used it on Alex.

The other skills, which he obtained as soon as he had enough essence.

Hellfire - He could conjure hell flames, the most amazing thing about the skill, was its versatility, it could become hot, so hot it could turn a person to dust, or melt metals and stones.

Or so cold, it would freeze. the cold flames had effect stronger in souls, He needed to train your control, use and instinct, and how to have legs, the more you must learn to walk.

Hellfire would be his direct attack magic, he didn't think that was bad, he could see the scene in his head, burning his enemies while singing ... Sam Tinnesz - Play With Fire.

Astral Form - It's very simple, he simply leaves his body, entering a limbo between the world of the living, and the world of the dead, in his test he can make a quick visit to the world of the dead, from this universe, he can also enter the physical world, like a ghost.

When using a crow, spying, it's like watching a video, there are no tactile sensations, but with this skill he can fragment a piece of his soul in astral form, and make the clone even more interesting, because it's like being two places at the same time. At the time, he has not yet experienced the extent of this new ability, but it appears to be quite strong.

Dream Walker - Basically connects him to the world of Morpheus, actually it's a mess, it connects to the world of dreams, unlike his other ability he has to go in contact with someone sleeping, Vincent's first thought was that, it would make it easier the Essence farm, But No.

It costs a lot to maintain this skill, he doesn't see much use for it, what use is there in having contact with the dreams of a billion people, if you can't even farm essence.

During the last month, many thoughts and ideas crossed Vincent's head at first, ideas of how to protect Rose, how to go to the magical world, and what to do when he gets there, in his human form he is nothing more than a baby, going in demonic form would be a, big Nooo.

If he couldn't even go there, what was he supposed to do then to protect her, in a way. that Auror, kept his promise, she is protected by an Auror, but his intentions can be a problem, maybe he's just waiting to interrogate her.

You can't count on human kindness in times of war.

On the other hand, his sister, Serafine Greengrass, seemed committed, from what he could observe, she hired several specialists to look for a cure, but none found a solution, the results were, as if she was completely healthy, just sleeping.

What generated even more suspicions, in the Aurors, someone must be bewitched to sleep, who was responsible, must have been the person who fought against the Aurors at the Orphanage, they long ago took the idea that Rose was responsible, after all she it was an abortion.

What an magical squib could do, nothing they thought, with their prejudiced minds, they tried a lot of spells to make her wake up, not even potions seemed to work, finally she tried to get her out, from the Magic Hospital, but the Aurors, they wouldn't let it, they're stalling, but with her contacts, Rose would be released.

The legal procedures of justice, in the magical world, favor the nobles a lot, in Great Britain, the Sacred 28, so soon she would be released to take Rose out of the Hospital.

Vincent watched everything through his new "eyes" he definitely thought it would be safer for her to be with the Greengrass, after all in the version of the story he knew from his past life, he knew that they survived the war, staying neutral.

That means a lot, first that they had enough power to decide to stay neutral. In the war campaign Voldemort "recruited", Forced many families to join his cause, or if they refused they would die.

Second reason, he could see that she loved her sister very much, almost daily, she came to stay with her in her bed, she basically confessed her whole life there, childhood life, Hogwarts and marriage to her weak and good-for-nothing husband, like her I had to sort everything out at home.

Her pregnancies.

'Probably Daphne,' thought Vincent.

She confessed the regrets of not being able to do anything when her parents kicked her out of the house.

With time Vincent got to know her, on the outside she displayed a cold mask, an unapproachable noble lady, but alone, she was a warm and emotional person.

Seeing that Rose would be in relative safety made him go the other way, thinking angrily, how those bastards had invaded the place he lived, for nothing, how they had killed so many people in the city.

So many wronged lives.

The demonic part of him, wanted retribution, wanted to punish and destroy these Death Eaters, while his human part, wallowed in his own weakness, as he, a modern man, should not participate in such atrocities.

In the end he ended up doing something terrible himself, forever shutting out his human and flinch side.

Now his demon side spoke louder, and he was more confident with his new abilities.

He would participate in the war, But the way he would participate, he had a very powerful offensive skill now, but unfortunately for him, an Avada Kedavra, would kill him.

He wasn't a fighter, not currently, he could beat wizards for sure, but against someone strong he would lose.

He decided to go for the thing that would impact the war the most, and which he could do relatively easily.

Gather information.

If he collected information and sold it, he could make magic money, as well as hamper Voldemort's efforts, his skill set was perfect for that.

He would execute this plan meticulously.

Using a fragment of his soul, he created a realistic illusion of a man, of ordinary appearance, those that if you are talking to him and look away for just one second, you would lose him, not remembering his face anymore.

….

An ordinary looking man walks into a bar in the heart of London, the bar patrons are dressed in an old-fashioned way, as if they were from a century ago, but he pays no attention to this, acting as if he is used to this type of environment. .

"Sir, my name is Tom Vegas, I would like you to help me enter Diagon Alley" his accent was very American.

Tom Barman " American, hump…, what a bad time to come to the British wizarding world, I don't think you came for leisure" He tries to probe the strange, some clue, it was very strange to travel at that time.

Tom Vegas "Business" replied in a short, rude way, demonstrating that he did not want to talk.

while throwing a gallon of gold.

"I understand." Tom from the bar, led him to Diagon Alley, as he is used to, he does this with Muggle-born Hogwarts students, and tourists.

Tom Barman "Mister Vegas, when you want to enter again, just use your wand, on that exact brick, using that can as a reference, three up and two to the side." when Tom touched his wand, the bricks rearranged themselves, showing the famous Diagonal Alley.

The view was impressive, as if going back to the 18th century, different from the lively atmosphere of books or movies, the atmosphere here was heavy, few people passed through the street, and those who dared to go had their faces covered, so as not to attract attention. .

The few faces that showed were grim, and lifeless.

"Truly dark times" exclaimed Vincent loudly.

Tom Barman "True friend".

He pushed the man into Diagon Alley, and closed the passage, returning to his duties at the bar, he had work to do.