Voldy

Uhm! I covered my mouth with my hand. What an idiot I am !!! I didn't even have time to put up a barrier! And if Filch heard me? .. I have to wait again? Although ... Shit. Quickly cut the VP Barrier and began to do what he came for.

It dragged on for a long time. Firstly, there were a lot of books here, and secondly, they were all useful! But ... Less than a year, or rather not even a week, inside the barrier, of course, as I finished! After making sure that in reality only a few hours had passed, he went to his bedroom. However, I decided not to fall asleep, so God forbid I would be late!

Morning soon came. I put on my school uniform and went into the living room. And ... there were several people here. Apparently, these guys are sitting here from night to morning. Well, okay, this is their own business, why should I bother? By the way, what kind of books do they have? They didn't seem to be in the library.

- Hmm ... - Hiding his presence, he went to look. There was nothing special among the books.

-Hi Harry," Luna suddenly appeared over her ear.

- Eh ?! - I looked around. Luna got a little further away ... Um ... How did she get close to me so imperceptibly? So, I need to sleep on the campaign, otherwise I can't even notice the children. There is only one question left. Sleep in a barrier, or without it? - Oh, yes. Hello.

-Harry, faster. There is little left before breakfast ...

- And Michael?

- It? Well, he should have woken up by now.

- Okay ... Well, let's go.

The banquet hall was not far away. Halfway there, we met Michael, and the three of us headed there. We ate and went to school.

They passed ... Calmly. And very boring for me. Although having fun with the Professors and some of my classmates, it was quite fun, but not enough. So when the lessons ended, I was very happy! After all, at last I can do what I want ... Until next morning. But tomorrow was the first potions lesson ... And I'm kind of worried. It's just that sometimes Snape scares me too.

Hmm ... When does the plot start? That is, a meeting with a troll?

****

I found out. On Halloween. Everyone was celebrating in the banquet hall, and Quirrell suddenly came here. By the way, of the teachers, he was the only one who was not here.

- TROLL! TROLL!!! - And, fainted.

-… AAAAAAA! - The kids were in a panic.

- Calm down! Headmen, take the students to their living rooms,

Dumbledore declared.

- AAAAA! - However, he was not really heard.

- DO NOT PANIC!!! - I thundered, hitting the table, because of what a large dent appeared on it, and a crash went through the hall. I decided to take the situation into my iron mitts in order to wipe my nose with these teachers. As I thought, everyone paid attention to me, - Calm ... It's just a troll. I'm sure teachers will be able to quickly and efficiently deal with the situation ... I'm Right?

And menacingly, menacingly looked at the teachers. At the same time, using telepathy, I made them calm down and start thinking, - And ... Perhaps this is just a prank from Professor Quirrell. Halloween is the same!

The students began to whisper to each other, and the school staff had already left the hall. Hmmm ... I didn't expect that they couldn't even calm the children down. Or maybe it's just that I got involved too early. But don't give a damn what happened, and that cannot be changed. You just have to start preparing for possible problems.

-Um ... Harry ... How did you do that?"

Michael asked, pointing to the dent in the table. The others also looked here.

- ... Yes, so ... I nourished my hand with magic, - I quickly thought, - And in general, eat, otherwise the food will cool down. But do not overeat, - Just in case. And that was one unfortunate ... Told him to go, but he went ... And he almost died of overwork. Too much walked, - Eh ... We need to deal with the troll, - Mumbled under his breath, - Hey, guys, I'm not leaving here for long. And by the way, the headman! You'll be in charge while I'm gone.

- Y-yes, - the headman from Raiveklo timidly answered me. And I, already at my maximum speed, ran along the corridors of Hogwarts. The speed was not sickly, so I had to turn by sliding, which is unpleasant. Legs are erased with blood. Still, do not forget that from the real clothes, and not the body control made by me, there was only a mantle. But, we managed to find the troll. He, without even thinking, attacked me, therefore he was accepted by me into the category of enemies, and immediately absorbed.

[Troll swallowed

Received:

Skill Magic Resist lvl. 17

Skill Blunt Weapon Mastery lvl. 2

+ 43 Strength

+ 50 Stamina

+ 12 Speed

+ 7 Agility

+ 3 Intellect

+ 1 Wisdom

+ 8 Aura]

Hmm ... Who would have thought ?! Troll, released ... Of course, Quirrell. Who else could? Snape? No, he is not yet so angry with the students that they will try to kill them.

Reflections had to be put aside. I felt the approach of teachers, and after checking the area, I went into the shadow, and along it I got back to the banquet hall.

- Oh Hossadi! What kind of bedlam are you doing here? - There was a mess. Scattered dishes, broken things and all that kind of scattered all over the place. Michael came up to me.

- You see ... After you left, another panic began ... The headman, of course, tried to calm everyone down, but could not ... Because of modesty.

- I see ... So. Ahem-ahem ... IN SHERENGA !!! SUBMIT DISPUTES !!! GIVE ME QUIRELL'S BODY !!!

- Um ... How did it happen? - Michael asked himself, realizing that he was in the middle of an even line.

- Ho-ho ... I can tell, - A grin crept into my face, showing all my one hundred and twenty terrible, long and fucking sharp fangs. Michael turned pale. True, it was barely noticeable, due to his natural pallor.

A couple of seconds later, the body of Professor Quirrell was brought to me. He took the one under the arm and squeezed him tighter. That-b didn't fall. Continuing his grin, he spoke:

- So, I'll take the professor to our physician. And you ... If you start to panic ... You will not live ... - In the last words, he spoke in his true voice. It's just that before I had a voice to match my appearance, - I see?

The schoolchildren nodded like Chinese dummies.

- Well. I went.

And, I honestly took Quirrell to the medic. At the same time, knocking him out better so that he wakes up while I'm carrying it. And also, he took off his turban, and there was a gray mug on the back of his head, with red eyes and no nose, although nostrils were present. It looked unusual.

- Aaaa! You!

- Yes I. Harry Potter, in person, Monsieur Voldemort. What is in the back of the head for you?

- Shut up! Or I will kill you, in the most horrible ways!

- Yeah of course. You're just a dick head now, ahem, ahem, a face on the back of Quirrell's head. But it's okay, you hear, gray, maybe you can tell a little ... Compromising evidence on Dumbledore?

- Why would you?

-Don't you want your worst enemy to fall into the mess?"

- Yes. Okay, I'll tell you what I know. But know! This does not mean that we are allies!

-… As if I didn't understand. C'mon, speak.

And so it began. Voldy, he said quite a lot, is not enough to put Dambi in Azkaban, but to thunder into a simpler jail, quite! The resulting incriminating evidence, wrote it down. And now, he was deciding what to do with Quirrell and Voldy. Come to think of it, they haven't done anything to me yet, they even helped! So what can be a reward? Well, I already know how. Quirrell is a bad actor, and bad at portraying a fear of vampires, so ... I'll make him really, hellishly afraid of vampires! Ha ha ha !!!

The body of the DADA professor, of course, I took to the doctor, but I hypnotized her so that under no circumstances would I check Quirrell. And after that, the professor fell into a dream. And it was not a joke there. After a few hours, Quirinnus was really very afraid of vampires, especially me. And by the way, as a bonus, I got his memories. It remains only to check what I received.

After, I went to bed with peace of mind. I'm terribly tired while working on Quirrell. I woke up only towards evening. But, I was not reprimanded. It turned out that while I was gone, Dumby made the announcement that we were on Halloween vacation, lasting a week. Hearing about this, I wanted to hurry to the director, tell him that I would leave Hogwarts for this time. However, a setup was waiting for me here. Dumby signed up for Hogwarts for this week in advance. I had to run, or rather fly away on brooms, but it doesn't matter. Actually, in Gringotts, I wanted to go to the Winter Holidays, since then I only remembered about them, but this case turned up, and I of course took advantage of it.

At the bank, he rewrote all the Potters' property to himself, which was quite difficult. However, it was worth digging into the goblins' minds, and everything went easier. Also, I blocked Dumbledore from using funds from my account. Do not forget that he is my guardian in the wizarding world! This was done because it turned out that Dambi, a bastard like that, took a lot of money from my safe, and spent it is not clear on what! Also, it can be a great addition to compromising information on him.

Initially, I wanted to take all the money into the inventory however ... There was not enough space. So I took only five hundred galleons ... for pocket money.

After that, I decided to pick up another thousand galleons, and replenished supplies with potions, ingredients, a couple of bags with extended space, and much more. Since everything did not fit into the inventory, I put it all in a suitcase. However, the arrangement was a little difficult. It turned out that there was ... a lot of space inside the suitcase! Yes, there was a country the size of a small island! And besides, there was the weather, the change of day and night, in general, being inside, it seems that you are on some uninhabited island.

Realizing that the suitcase is a very good thing, I wanted to check what else could be stored in it. And therefore, I decided to turn to history and find out about Newt Salamander. The person that the seller told me about when I bought the suitcase.

And what to say. I'm fucking crazy. It turns out that Newt was a zoologist, and inside his suitcase there was a real zoo with a bunch of magical animals! And I got the idea to do this myself. No, well, but what? If he can, I can too. And in my suitcase there will be creatures more fantastic than those that the Salamander had! NYA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA !!!

A few days later, he returned to Hogwarts. And there, among the professors, there was panic. Apparently, it was not worth running away so unexpectedly, it was necessary first to warn and only then ... Although, this is even better! Now, I have had time to fully inspect the castle. Although, of the unknown, only the Forbidden Forest and the dungeon remained.

First, I went to the Forbidden Forest ... And it was boring there. Simply, a forest where there is a gathering of all sorts of magical animals. Although, unicorns surprised me. When I tried to absorb them, my intuition was yelling in my ear that I shouldn't. And since I used to trust her, I decided to leave it for later. However, the rest of the animals I met were devoured ... One individual at a time. Except for the centaurs. They didn't attack.

Closer to midnight I went to the underground catacombs. There was dirt everywhere, strange things, substances, and even the atmosphere was eerie. And besides, the mud stuck to the robes, so when I got to one place, I was knee-deep in mud. The place I got to was a huge hall, with a statue of an old man in the center. A huge statue. Apparently, his ChSV was above the roof. And also, the perception showed that there was someone inside the statue. Oblong and large. Most likely a snake, huge.

- Hmm ... HEY, is anyone there?

- Shhh ... - A muffled sound sounded in the hall. A huge snake emerged from the statue's mouth. She quickly descended to the ground. I used an assessment on it.

[I / F: None

Age: ???

Gender: Male

Race: Basilisk

Titles: Snake King

Level Granted: 24

OZ: 1 800/1 800]

- Wow ... - While I was surprised, the Basilisk crawled up to me. And hissed loudly, - Hmph! What? - I didn't expect an answer. Like cannon Harry, I can't balabolite with Parseltongue. So the conversation won't work.

- Sha! - The snake attacked.

- Oops! - I jumped to the side and grabbed the Basilisk by the scales. I tried to rip it out, with difficulty, but it worked. The snake hissed in pain, and furiously continued to attack, - Not bad. But I am stronger! - He opened his palm and pushed it forward, - "Pure stream", - A thin ray of pure mana escaped from the palm, and it hit right into the throat of the creature. And then, cut the head off from the inside. Of course, I could not pronounce the name of the spell, but Paphos, my everything. After, he swallowed a barely living Basilisk.

[Swallowed Basilisk

Received:

Skill Poison lvl. eight

Parseltongue Skill Out-of-Level

Skill Paralyzing Gaze lvl. eighteen

Snake King feature]

....

After that there was a message about the increase in characteristics. He softened up, and after that, he noticed something strange. I really wanted to ... Itch. Um ... What?

[The effect is obtained:

Molting

Like any snake, when you reach a certain age, you shed your skin. During this, you cannot control your body. Usually, the snake sheds its skin, scratching against the stones.

Within twelve hours, you will shed your skin.]

- Um ... HOW IT WANTS TO CHURCH !!! - And he followed the desire of his body and ... oh Lord, I hope no one will see or hear what is happening here! - Oh yeah! OOOOOO! FUCK MY RU ... AAAAAA, OH FUCK !!! - After, I scratched myself on the stone. And then, with my body I tried the walls. And all this, accompanied by groans of pleasure, and sometimes pain from the fact that I cut off my hand, scratched my elbow too much. Twelve hours later, I calmed down, and I was terribly ashamed. Well, just ... An hour before the end of the molt, I went to the surface, into the forbidden forest. But then ... The screams of terror of the centaurs trying to kill me, other creatures with wild screams ran away as far as possible, then Hagrid came. Looked at this, and left, deciding that he had eaten mushrooms.

Flashback

- Sir ... We need to stop this!

McNonagall exclaimed looking directly at Dumbledore.

All the professors were in the director's office. The reason they gathered was ... Very strange groans from the Forbidden Forest. The students really wanted to know where they came from, but they sat in the drawing rooms. Dumbledore ordered punishment for leaving the living room at this time.

And so, Hagrid entered the office.

- At last! Hagrid, what did you see? McGonagall asked immediately.

- Um ... - The giant hesitated, - I don't even know how to say. It was something like a man. But with scales. He ... Rolled on the ground, and ... He scratched himself, emitting these groans ... But ... The problem is that this boy was terribly similar to Harry.

- It can not be!

- I thought so too. But then, there were centaurs nearby. They tried to plug him with spears, but getting wounded ... He got even more pleasure!

- Masochist?

- Maybe. And then it shed its skin. At the same time, tearing off his arm and leg. Only they recovered in a few seconds.

-Has shed its skin ... A snake in the form of a man?

- I do not know.

"Hmm ... Guys, I think it's worth checking out Harry," Dumbledore concluded. Suddenly, the groans stopped. And then…

- OH MY GOD, SO SHAME !!!!!! I HATE THE MOLD !!!!!!!!!!!!!

- What? - The magicians, with their eyes bulging to the limit, looked in the direction of where the sound came from.

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