Chapter 44 - The Ritual

Two weeks passed by since the werewolf incident which left Remus without a job. While he was almost set for next year, due to the potion and berserking. Dumbledore was unable to hire him for the coming year. Which suited the man just as he soon left without even an in person goodbye but instead left a letter.

As for dealing with Umbridge, besides her handwriting they didn't have much to use against her. So that was being postponed as the date for the ritual rapidly approached. Instead of mere days they were down to hour as only Harry, Albus and Daphne were left in the castle.

Daphne somehow managed to convince her parents that she was getting a few extra lessons from Harry and Dumbledore. So they agreed to pick her up a couple weeks later than others.

"It's amazing how much time seems to pass by when you get older." Dumbledore sighed as he watched Harry and Daphne finish preparing the ritual. "I remember when I was a young lad and time seemed to move at a snail pace. Now it is as if that snail turned into a hare."

"Albus, it's all about perception as time always moves at the same pace. Not that time has any meaning anymore for me." Harry commented and grumbled the last half.

Truthfully, Harry has been avoiding that he is an immortal for the last year. It doesn't really matter at the current time but in ten or even twenty years. It will emerge as all his friends and friends with benefits will age and begin families. While he and his mistresses and bonded will still be young even after a century.

"Harry, you will need to live in the present then, but not forget to look towards the future." Dumbledore replied.

"Your right, there will be so many different women to taste in the future." Harry almost drooled at the thought.

"Harry!" Daphne shouted pretending to be mad. "How can you be talking about other women when I'm right here."

"But Daphne, you should be proud of the number I will bed. It means you caught me in the end" Harry jokingly replied before mumbling. "Even if you had me to begin with."

"Ah, young love." Dumbledore couldn't help saying that. From preteens to those in their fifties were all young in his century eyes.

Waving his hand he deflected to stunner that both Harry and Daphne snapped at him. Chuckling even if he was slightly impressed at their wandless magic. Even if they had a few extra decades it wasn't something that many master or attempted to master.

"Moving on, shall we begin."

"Yes, and now time to put the Horecrux in the center."

Harry picked up Rowena Diadem which he received about an hour ago and sat it where three lines converged. Flowing the black lines out, a semi large circle formed out of countless runes. However there were three smaller circles that formed a triangle.

Placing the diamen down, Harry made his way to the only circle left as Daphne and ALbus already covered the other two.

"Now the moment of truth as they say." Harry chuckled.

"Indeed."

"You two better be careful as I don't want to explain what happens if something does." Daphne said, sending a glare at the two men before her.

Straightening their backs as it was the glare all men fear from women no matter the age.

"This will be draining as we will be calling fragments from all over britain. So be careful as we can't fail or it will be disastrous." Harry warned.

Nodding to his warning each drew their wands and placed in front of their chest with the tip pointed upwards. With both hands wrapped around their handles like knights statues.

"I summon thy soul fragments of Tom Marvolo Riddle to come and gather." The trio chanted in sync.

As they repeatedly chanted the runes surrounding them slowly lit up as it followed the lines towards the diadem. Small beads of sweat began to form on Daphne's forehead as the continuous channeling of magic began to take effect.

Across from her, Harry wasn't fairing much better but not from a lack of magic but the fragment in his scar. As the fragment tried to hang on, it was soon ripped from Harry's head with black tar running down his face. Unable to clutch his head or wipe it away, Harry continued to chant as they watched the fragment combine with the diadem.

Soon following that example more pieces of black fog came rushing into the castle before combining with the diadem. However the main soul fragment was still out there as they had no way to summon it.

"Come forth and be banished.'

The trio chanted once all the pieces combined. Slowly a slightly large black soul rose with cracks running throughout. It was like a sad attempt at repairing a cup with glue and tape.

"I will not be beaten." The soul screamed. "I am Lord Voldermort and I am immortal."

However despite it crying the soul soon vanished as it dissolved. Once it was clear that it was gone, the trio let out a sigh of relief as the ritual circle slowly dimmed down.

"Well besides the large drain on our magic I say it went pretty well." Harry laughed.

"Indeed young Harry, indeed." Dumbledore nodded as he wiped sweat from his brow.

"I think I need a nap. I'm not a magic titian like you two." Daphne said before passing out.

Catching her before he hit the ground, Harry quickly checked her over. Nodding as it was just exhaustion.

"I think we can all use a nap."

"I wish but I seem to have a stack of paperwork with my name on it." Dumbledore sighed but waved Harry goodbye for the time being.

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In another part of Britain a soul was currently screaming as it felt its other soul pieces banished.

"Harry Potter, I will get you for this."