Trinity: Omniverse Traveling Cat 47 A Tragic Day For The Dark Side 1

At the date of the 31 October, I have finally finished absorbing the entire collection of the Evans private Library, four months of constant work. It says something at the impressive amount of works they have. Even If I have finished to absorb them, I was far from processing them completely. As I was limited in the amount of knowledge my brain can take every night, I would be months before that knowledge was completely mine.

Since the conquest of knowledge is never-ending, I have started on my second objective, potions. Why? Because they are d.a.m.n useful and knowing those morons I know they only scratched the surface of their use. Now comes this cheating ability of mine, having an army of house-elf also help.

All I have to do is to send them to gather a sample of every possible potion they can found and a.n.a.lyze them. Now one can ask, but what will it bring you? Simple, by doing the same with the generously gifted plants of the Hogwarts greenhouses and forbidden forest, I will be able to know what part of the plant is used in the potion, thus purifying them by removing all the unwanted part.

With the growing knowledge in chemistry, I don't think it will be long until I would be able to know what came from wich plants. I was hoping that once I would be able to know what the plants have to offer, I would be able to come up with new and better options. I know that I wouldn't lack supplies, the clan greenhouses are larger than those of Hogwarts while also being three stories high and three-time more numerous. The only missing ingredients are bigs magical beast. The forset around his two small to house herd of unicorns, Thestral, Hippogriff,s, and the like.

I still have preserved part dating from the time the clan was still active but those would one day run dry. I need to found a means to increase the state size and bring in living specimens. I could steal the herd of unicorn and Thestrals from the forest, they would surely appreciate to not be snacks for the Acromentulas.

Speaking of snacks, I have already three Unicorns in my stable, those are the one Quirrellmort have tried to suck dry. While I wasn't able to prevent the attack I was able to s.n.a.t.c.h the wounded one before they die and let the elves take care of them, the time they recover.

He clearly wasn't having his fix because he became paler and paler with the pa.s.sing days. Seeing that we're the 31 I think that he will still act today. I have seen him sneak off in the castle a troll with the map. While it's didn't detect creature, I was able to locate him and see what he was doing, catching him red-handed.

While I was able to see him thank the map, I was also able to catch something else. What it was was a carrot-topped boy roaming on the second floor in the lady restroom, when he vanished from it just in front of the sink, I know that an elder white ferret has snuck a black book in the castle via the amazing bouncing ferret.

Why did he do so? I have an unch, after the trial, the board has a.s.sembled to decide what to do with the school. Contrary to everyone's expectation, the old w.a.n.ker has kept his post, now how would he a.s.sume his position while in a coma his out of me but meh, not my problem. More surprising is that the old cat would a.s.sume his post until he was able to take over. It seems that my kind words have been forgotten has she still keeps all of her previous position. Result? The Gryffindor was miserable under the sneak a.s.saults of the snake and as Minnie don't have time to hear them, they got Scott free. Of all in the house, only the second year and higher, along with the carrot and the grease ball were a.s.saulted.

Either by fear or by schemes, I was completely ignored and it was cute seeing James transform in a rabid dog when he tried to turn the house against me, after another warning and a broken nose, he stops when it became annoying.

Hogwarts has become a joke, even with the superhuman effort of Hermoine who was trying to raise the house point above the negative, Gryffindor was on its way to having a historic year, the first house to score below 0 points since its creation.

Without the existence of Harry Potter, the house team was still without a seeker and Wood was starting to run them through the ground, I don't give them until Chrismas to snap and make an end of the season for the house ever before it starts since we don't have a subst.i.tute team.

Since I see him going to the chamber, Ron state has rapidly deteriorated, to the point that I know that something would happen really soon. It seems that his mental fort.i.tude was years behind the one ofGinny. It wouldn't surprise me that Tom was ready to take control in the following days. What perturbs me his that they hadn't been any attack until now. Is it because I have changed something? I don't know but I will have to take care of this before it blows out of proportion. Letting a thousand years old Basilick roaming free in the school won't be good, more so when the one controlling it have an already better gasp on his host that the one I know in only a month and a half.

The fact that three parts of Voldie were in the same place wasn't comforting for me either. If they could talk to each other, it would be catastrophic, I wasn't ready to face him off.

I could have acted on this sooner but I wanted to do so tonight. It would be easier among the confusion. So during the entire day, I keep a hawk-eye on the two girls. When he didn't taunt her, I was a little relieved but when the human waste disposal didn't show for the meal I know that I f.u.c.k up. He will release it tonight. I don't know when but the two have talked to each other and chose to attack at the same time.

It was at mid-meal that the door of the hall, that has been closed for the first time since the start of the year form few days because of the seeping cold of winter already here, bang open. All the eyes turn to the pale man running in the central path between the four tables.

"Troll! Troll in the dungeons! I through you need knows." Was all he says before a rather poor fainting act.

The hall was silent for a good five seconds before erupting in cries panicked students. As Dumbledore wasn't here to calm the students and McGonagall was frozen in shock of the news, a good part of the nearest students have already vacated the hall, running in the corridor. Seeing that it was his moment, he turned to the two little witches who have been restringed by his iron grip since Quirrell faint.

Still keeping his hold on them, he leads them through the numerous secrets pa.s.sage of the school and leads them to the fat lady portrait in less than ten minutes.

The two girls at first were like any other students and succ.u.mb to panic but when they feel his hold on them. Forcing them to stay in their place before the hall door was free, and lead them, they calm down and let him do what he want. When they see that they were the first to arrive at the common room they finally start to relax a little before he forces them to seat in a couch as a mug of hot chocolate appears with a plate containing bit size sandwich.

"You two stay here and don't move, I will go see where the other are!" Still, under the shock of what just happen, the two girls absentmindedly nod, a mug in hands.

Once the portrait closed and he doesn't see some around, he calls.

"Bilby, Sunny!" The two elves pop in, Sunny was the young elf who was actually trained by Bilby to take his succession, while still able to perform his duty, he has started to do so after witnessing his master pledge under magic, knowing it was time to step down. When he hears that, Alex has thanked him for his work and a.s.sign him as supervisor of the agricultural exploitation of the territory.

"Bilby, take an eye on the girls, I don't want them exiting the common room. Sunny, the hunt his open." When he hears the last line, a wide grin split the house-elf face. Among his kin, Sunny was a hod ball, nearer to Dobby eccentricity while keeping all his head.

Had he been born outside the family, he would have suffered a worse fate, but the little rascal seems to have been born under a lucky star has not only he was an Evans' elf but also the great-grandson of Bilby. Needlessly the two have immediately bounded, becoming more of friends than master and servant.