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Chapter #55: Rains of June, part III.

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“Professor…Professor…Professor!” Harry shouted to the old wizard.

However, Dumbledore completely ignored him, even though he managed to get the resurrection stone back from Severus, there was one problem that was complicating his future as the master of death, no matter how much Albus Dumbledore tried to take back control of the elder wand, the thing didn’t respond to him again.

“Lumos!” Said the old wizard as he tried to cast a light charm.

However, nothing happened, the thing wasn’t obeying him any longer, it seemed like he had lost the loyalty of the wand, and soon, his eyes moved towards Harry who was looking at him with an angry expression.

“It’s over…The wand, it doesn’t respond to me anymore,” the old wizard said defeated.

“I’m sure we can get you another one later professor but…We need to go to the Department of Mysteries, Snape has her…He has Hermione!” Harry tried to snap the old wizard out of his misery.

Time was running out, and no matter how much Harry tried to calm himself, Hermione was in danger, not only the teacher who hated her and him the most had captured her but Harry knew he wasn't going to stop there, he was going to take her with his other bigot friends.

Taking someone like Hermione to the death eaters was like giving a sheep to a lion, nothing good was going to come out of that situation, though, he was hoping they wouldn't dare to touch her or else he was going to destroy them.

“It’s useless, I lost it,” Dumbledore’s words made Harry feel uneasy.

Soon, the aged wizard let the wand fall on the ground, Harry decided to assist the old wizard and pick up the wand, however, the moment he grabbed the thing, he felt something interesting and strange at the same time, it was as if time had stopped as if something was trying to possess him.

However, he wasn’t the same inexperienced young man he was after the Triwizard tournament ended, no, today, he was wiser, stronger, and more ruthless, this year has been a rollercoaster of emotions and experiences for him and Hermione, nothing was going to tame him anymore.

“Obey!” Harry said with a stern tone.

Soon, all the instability from the wand disappeared and he couldn’t stop himself from smirking.

“Lumos!” He said with a smirk and the thing was lighted with ease.

Even Dumbledore was having a hard time believing this was real, not even when he used the wand in his prime days, he was able to hold such power, and yet, his student, the one he was needed to protect until the day Voldemort was supposed to kill him was showing him a lesson of power.

Harry didn't want to become the strongest wizard nor wasn’t trying to rule the world with power, while many fail desperately in love with power until it leads to their downfalls, for Harry Potter, power was nothing but a tool he could use and then discard when he has no use for it any longer.

“Harry…You…” Dumbledore said completely awed. “How do you feel?” Asked the aged wizard with a curious expression.

“Strange professor…For one moment I felt powerful, more than I already was, and then I felt tempted to let the power take control of me, however, I didn’t want to fall into the same trap Voldemort had fallen into, and now, I feel like I made a deal with this wand,” Harry muttered without thinking twice.

To say Albus Dumbledore was taken aback by that explanation would be an understatement, he was aware of the myths and legends that are said about the power of that wand, but this was the first time he had heard someone talking about the wand as if it were a sentient being.

“I hope I didn’t make a deal with a demon or something by holding this wand…I’m sorry professor, but I need to vanquish a few people, including your dog Snape!” Harry said with a murderous tone.

Then Dumbledore’s eyes widened the moment Harry apparated from his office.

“What? It can’t be, you cannot apparate—” Dumbledore stopped in his tracks. “Of course, Severus broke the anti-apparition device,” Albus sighed.

He took a look at the resurrection stone and realized something, the thing he warned Harry about in his first year when he was so obsessed with the mirror of erised, he ended up doing what he warned him not to do he became so obsessed with the dead, he was such a hypocrite.

“I’ve been wasting precious time…I need to step up and call the order,” it was strange for Dumbledore.

Acting sane would be a normal thing but it has been too long for the old wizard that right now he feels like he’s functioning in automatic mode, he had to move, defeating Voldemort was more important than anything else.

Meanwhile, at the Department of Mysteries, Snape arrived with a restrained Hermione, and soon he realized that he might’ve arrived a little late, as the place was already occupied with the remaining members of the inner circle of the dark lord.

“Ah, Severus, I’m glad you decided to grace us with your presence,” Voldemort said mockingly.

“I’m sorry my lord, many things happened on my way here, but at least I can safely say that Potter is coming,” Snape suddenly threw Hermione in the middle of the gathered dark wizards.

“Oh, and who’s our new friend here Severus? Is she an upcoming member? A traitor? A sacrifice for an important ritual?” Asked the dark lord not so amused, to be honest.

That made Snape worry.

“She’s Potter’s whore, isn’t she?” Asked Narcissa with a cold tone.

“Oh right, I remember her, Draco always said how this mud-blood thought she was superior to us,” Lucius spat on Hermione who couldn’t stop herself from feeling scared.

“Yes, I brought Potter’s girlfriend to lure him, my lord, you said you wanted to kill him here to show your power, right? Well, the best way to lure him was using his beloved girlfriend, trust me, I know he’s going to do anything to save his mud-blood slut,” Snape said in a mocking tone.

Hermione wanted to cry but she didn’t give the satisfaction to her captors. Voldemort on the hand changed his dubious expression to a more interested one.

“Well, how nice of you Severus, we’re going to use her to lure Potter here and then, we’re going to use her as a target practice, there are some new spells I’ve been working on that I want to test on her, this is going to be fun,” Voldemort couldn’t help but laugh.

Snape on the other hand felt a bit scared, this plan had to succeed, Potter needed to defeat him already or else everyone is going to be fucked, especially Granger, he couldn’t help but feel pity towards her but this had to be done.

“Well, I guess we should—” However before Voldemort could do anything, various spells started to hit his followers. “What the? Who’s there? Come out and show yourself, coward!” Voldemort growled.

However, before the dark wizard could find the culprit another spell directed towards him was launched but this was more dangerous, it was like a laser ready to pierce someone’s skin, and the dark lord barely avoided the attack.

“Hello Tom Marvolo Riddle, son of a squib witch and a muggle aristocrat,” that voice and those words made Voldemort grit his teeth.

“Potter…Well, I’m glad you decided to bless us with your presence, I don’t know if you were the one who attacked us but you clearly failed, look, my followers are unharmed,” Voldemort smirked at him. “Attack him!” Voldemort ordered.

He thought Potter was someone worthy, however, he came alone, and there was no way he was going to defeat his followers by himself.