HP: The Magical Gamer [Chapter 7: Quest: Kill Voldemort!] (Patreon)
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Her lips curved in a melancholic smile.
"But we were wrong. A stupid thing happened one day. Dumbledore came to us and told us that there was a prophecy concerning Voldemort's defeat. A prophecy is a set of sentences which predicts the future, that's the gist of it. He told us that our children were the likely candidate for it. Harry, Iris and Neville, you were the subject of the prophecy. The prophecy basically said that one of you will be the only one able to kill the dark lord. Then, we just laughed at his face. We didn't believe in prophecies. The future is never written in stone. It changes with every small choice. But us not believing did not matter since Voldemort himself believed it and focused his attention on us."
"That's how your father and Neville's father died. They sacrificed their lives to protect us. When Voldemort destroyed the wards and broke the door, coming for you three, they both stood bravely in front of him and gave up their lives for us, so we could escape the cruel lunatic. They fought him for a minute, but it was a losing battle. Voldemort was powerful. Very powerful. Even if we four had battled him, we still would have lost. Seeing that the fight wasn't going anywhere, James and Frank used sacrificial magic and blew themselves up, along with the house and Voldemort. And that is how the war ended."
Harry prepared to say something as he wrapped his arms around her but she began again.
"Everyone was happy. The whole wizarding world was celebrating its freedom from fear, freedom from him. They sang songs for James and Frank. They made those two legends in the history of Wizarding Britain. But Dumbledore again came and doused water on our happiness and relief.
"According to him, Voldemort's only body was destroyed and his spirit and soul still lived. He said that Voldemort will rise again. I thought him senile and fool at that time. But maybe he was right. Maybe Voldemort is still alive, waiting, healing himself. Maybe he has finally come to get his revenge. Maybe he will finally come to kill you three. Last night's attack could be his doing or maybe I am just thinking too much." she laughed mirthlessly, a frightened look in her eyes.
[QUEST:
– Kill Voldemort.
REWARD:
– 10,000 XP
– Perk (?) ]
Harry didn't give any outward reaction, but he was shocked to his core. The game just confirmed that Voldemort was alive and well.
He needed to get powerful quickly and he needed to create some strong defensive skills. If what his mother said was true then Voldemort was at least 100 plus levels. And maybe even 200 plus levels. The Scary thing was he didn't know. And that was a lot more frightening than actually knowing his power limit.
"Don't worry, mum. Whatever will happen, will happen. I will keep you both safe." he said passionately, standing up and facing his mother and sister.
Lily would have laughed and giggled, thinking how cute he was if she hadn't seen the carnage he left behind him last night.
"I believe you, Harry." Iris said, surprising her mother with how stern she sounded, nodding to herself resolutely.
Lily smiled at him proudly.
"If that's what you want, Harry. I will start training you from next year when you get your wand. Iris too. You will have a target on your back and it's all because of us. The least I can do is train you to keep yourself safe. "
"Okay, mum."
"Now, tell me about last night properly."
Harry sat beside her again and told her about the incident from his point of view. He of course didn't mention Isis. He continued with his excuse of weird dreams and Lady Magic.
"And you don't feel anything after killing the three men? No joy, no grief, no pleasure, nothing?"
"Nothing. It was either them or us. And if it meant saving you both then I would have killed them thousands of times. They were between my goal and they needed to go. It's that simple." Harry shrugged nonchalantly.
Lily was very apprehensive about his particular view, but she wasn't going to go Dumbledore on him. She was a killer herself after all. She didn't have the higher moral ground. She wasn't going to start lecturing him and force him to feel unwanted grief.
"Now that the talk is done. Iris and I have to go. I have a gift for her." Harry smiled eagerly and pulled Iris from the sofa, making her stand up. The young redhead looked at him questioningly, not knowing what was going on in her brother's mind.
"And what is that?" Lily queried curiously.
"Not telling. It's a twins secret." He said while grinning, lording his secret over her.
"Yes, yes. Keep your secrets and ignore your mum." she rolled her eyes and waved them away.
Harry left the room, quickly followed by Iris. Just as they stepped out of the living room, Harry grabbed her hand and teleported them to his favourite place.
To the sky.
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"Ahhhh!" Iris screamed, totally scared as they were who knows how many kilometres up in the sky. She clutched Harry tightly, her arms coiling around his neck.
"Calm down, Iris. Calm down. You are safe. I can fly. You are totally safe."
"CALM DOWN? ARE YOU SAYING ME TO CALM DOWN WHEN I AM SUDDENLY IN AIR WITHOUT ANY WARNING?" She shrieked in disbelief.
"Hehe. Now that you said it, I see it might be a tiny problem. But please try to calm down. You are safe, I am holding you. You are not going to fall down. Not if you don't annoy me." he chuckled, patting her back.
"HARRY!"
"Sorry! That was just a joke. I am not letting you fall, however amusing it might be." He smiled, pulling her tight against him, cradling her head on his shoulder.