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Chapter #35: The truth is out there.

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Voldemort couldn’t believe it, he had just denied being scared and then he felt an incredible pain pass through his body, it was so horrible, he felt as if his soul was being ripped from his body.

“Tom, I’m sure you were expecting us to kill you, however, what we’re going to do will make you wish we’d do that instead,” Harry spoke with a cold tone. “As I’ve said before, this is veritaserum, but it’s not the generic veritaserum you can easily brew or buy,” Harry added before he placed the vial inside the chest.

“Harry, could you explain to me the differences between the normal veritaserum and your version?” Dumbledore asked with complete interest.

“Certainly professor, you see…The truth serum works in most of the wizarding population, however, from time to time extraordinary individuals are born, and those individuals can fight the truth serum and I'm talking about individuals like you, me, Voldy of course and there was another one we all know of…Merlin,” Harry finished.

To say that Voldemort was taken aback would be an understatement.

“That’s why the ancient wizard developed this version that was thought of as nothing but a legend, turns out that the Potter manor had a copy of Merlin's unreleased works, it seems like one of my ancestors was his last apprentice and took the book because there were many dangerous potions and spells written there, trust me I’ve tested them cautiously,” Harry couldn’t help but chuckle.

“That’s interesting, but, how does it work? How is it brewed?” Dumbledore tried to get to know more.

“Well, to be fair you can only brew this small quantity,” Harry pointed at the vial. “Once every ten years,” his words shocked the old wizard. “It requires a lot of very rare materials, constant rituals, and spells but it also requires to be brewed in an area with a controlled temperature, it’s so easy to spoil it, trust me, I tried to make at least a hundred litters but this is the only quantity I could get,” Harry added with a smirk.

Dumbledore nodded, now he knew why this potion was probably not made public, too many problems just to use it with some extraordinary people that rarely are born, and aside from this situation, that version doesn't seem worth it as fighting normal veritaserum is already very difficult.

“As for its effects, not only does it have a hundred percent rate of success, you can’t fight it, trust me, I’ve tried it and I got enough pain to be bedridden for weeks!” Harry couldn’t help but chuckle.

He knew it was a crazy thing to do but if you aren’t able to test what you make then you’re not a good scientist.

“Lying causes pain, but it’s a personal pain, only your body and mind know what can make you feel pain, it’s different for everyone…That’s why even if Tom dares to try to fight the effects of the serum, it will cause him nothing but pain unless he speaks the truth,” Harry now moved his attention towards the dark lord.

Voldemort didn’t know how to feel about it, it was clear that he had something important they wanted to know, so, he decided to remain calm, maybe he could negotiate with them.

“If you free me I’ll tell you what you want to know, after all, I’m completely weak right now, I used most of my power during our fight,” Voldemort said with a calm tone.

However, that’s not what he wanted to say, the dark lord hates being perceived as weak, in fact, he preferred to die rather than beg but for some reason the serum was making him act strangely.

“Well, if you insist, please tell us…Where are you horcruxes?” Asked Harry with a cold tone.

Voldemort’s eyes widened, he had no idea how they knew about his soul anchors, however, there was something clear, he didn’t want to tell them anything, so, he tried to fight the effects of the serum.

However, this only caused him to experience the same pain he felt before but this time, he felt as if the pain was even worse.

“Okay okay, they’re scattered around the world!” Voldemort said after experiencing so much pain.

Soon the pain stopped, and Harry felt a bit disappointed, he needed more information.

“How many Horcruxes did you make?” Asked Dumbledore this time with a serious tone.

This time Tom didn’t even fight.

“Twelve, I made twelve,” to say that Harry and Dumbledore were shocked would be a complete understatement.

“Tell me which objects you used to create your Horcruxes and their exact location,” Harry stopped playing around.

He realized that asking for detailed answers was better than asking open questions. Voldemort on the other hand didn’t want to talk, once again he was fighting against the need to talk about his biggest secret, so, this time he decided to embrace the pain, he didn't care if it killed him at this point, he wasn't going to talk.

Harry could only sigh and soon, Dumbledore put a silencing spell on Voldemort as his screams were getting more and more louder.

“What do we do Harry? It’s clear that he prefers the pain over telling the truth,” Dumbledore couldn’t help but sigh.

“Well for him to die and lose his body would be an act of mercy, however, he can scream the whole night if he wants to because regardless of the pain this potion causes, it doesn’t kill you,” Voldemort couldn’t help but open his eyes wide after hearing that. “Also, the effect of the potion can only be terminated through a spell, so, he could spend eternity like that if he wants to,” Harry added mockingly.

Voldemort couldn’t believe it, his plan was either to resist this for a few minutes or dying, but that was now impossible, he was trying as hard as he could to fight his mind that was trying to force him to be honest. Harry and Dumbledore just waited for the right moment, they knew they just needed to be patient and their patience paid off five minutes later.

“So, are you ready to talk?” Asked Harry after finishing the silencing spell on the dark lord.

Voldemort couldn’t believe it, he lost the battle against his mind, now he had no control over his thoughts, now he was going to reveal everything.

“The objects and their locations are…” Voldemort suddenly started to tell them everything.

Not only he was telling them about the objects he used but also their locations, how to get inside, the traps he placed, and everything they needed to know like the method to destroy the Horcruxes, Harry couldn’t help but smirk with complete satisfaction.

“It’s going to be difficult getting basilisk venom,” Dumbledore with a calm tone.

“Don’t worry about it professor, not only do I have a vial with basilisk venom but I also have the sword of Gryffindor that absorbed some basilisk venom after I used it to kill the basilisk in the chamber of secrets that killed moaning Myrtle, she was killed by your basilisk, right Tom?” Asked Harry with a mocking tone.

“Yes,” Voldemort said as if he were a zombie.

“Well then, I guess we better gather a team of experts to destroy those awful artifacts and then…Someone will have to kill him,” Dumbledore hated killing but he knew this was necessary.

“Albus…I’d like to know about the prophecy you heard,” Harry told the aged wizard.

“Why is that Harry? The prophecy is not real, it didn’t appear in the hall of prophecies.” Dumbledore said sadly.

“Because if it contains what I think it contains then it means that the prophecy doesn’t speak about Henry…It speaks about me,” Harry finished.

Dumbledore tried to argue but his eyes opened wide, now a certain part of the prophecy that confused the hell out of him made sense.