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A/N After several years I have finally found time to get back to my writing. Thank you to those who are still following me. Please enjoy this chapter.
Hogwarts Great Hall
Harry and the rest of the alliance had taken up the bottom half of Gryffindor's table with the threats of no more spies within the school for Voldemort there was no longer any need to hide his numbers. Dumbledore's funeral had been scheduled for this afternoon he would be laid to rest on the island in the middle of the lake under a tree Anyone could attend to pay their respect the body would be removed from the Ministry entrance and transported to Hogwarts in time for the internment.
Harry's eyes were glued on the open window today was the day that everyone would learn the truth about the man called Tom Riddle, Harry had taken a bite of his sausage before the noise could be heard of flapping wings as post and parcels were dropped off to their respective owners, and then he saw Hedwig divebomb onto the table with a copy of the prophet As to be expective the death of Dumbledore was again front page news but another headline was also just as big as Harry and those of the alliance who subscribed to the Prophet received their copies those that didn't was soon overlooking the shoulders of others
The True Face of He who must not be named
Written by Rita Skeeter
Dear readers do we at the Daily Prophet have an exclusive for you? The wizard we all fear isn't to be feared at all not after what we have uncovered you see the name that terrified the wizarding world for so long is in fact an anagram of his true name. Reader allows to be the first to reveal the Dark Lord's real name it is Tom Marvolo Riddle. As many of you are likely thinking about now Riddle is not a magical name the father of the Dark Lord was a muggle called Riddle. Of course we had to double-check that this was true after all someone who proclaims themselves as Pureblood who is a Half-Blood need to be investigated. Thanks to the records released by Gringotts we at the Prophet now have our answer. But reader let me take you back
In the year 1925, a witch by the name of Merope Gaunt fell for a muggle named Tom Riddle, however, this muggle never returned her love and so she dosed him with Love Potion. Under the effect of the potion the couple married in the Autumn of 1925 in a small village called Little Hangleton their marriage lasted little under a year once the muggle Tom realised his love for Merope was false. He abandoned her and disowned her from the family. Merope now pregnant was left to defend herself. She had no family and stumbled upon a small orphanage where A Tom Marvolo Riddle was born.
Malfoy Manor
Howls of anger could be heard echoing through the corridors as Voldemort's eyes read every detail of the article. How had they found out? Where had they got their source? The more he read the brighter his wand tip glowed. This Rita Skeeter was a dead woman, he shouted out for any of his followers to come but none did. Tom placed his wand tip against his Mark, but no one arrived where the hell was everyone?
The Dark lord ascended from his throne-like chair is familiar Nagini shrunk and wrapped around his neck, as he opened the door to explore the house he came upon severed arms where Mark was now slowly fading what was the meaning of this? He checked the room set aside for dueling and practice but every one of them was empty. It was the same floor by floor more half-severed arms but not a single person insight. Where was everyone Just then he heard a noise he heard some port key in.
Voldermort wand was out in a flash and bound the death eater who was now struggling against the ropes his master had conjured.
"Who are you what is your name?" The death eater remained silent his mask still in place. It was wiped off by the Dark Lord's hand. "I asked you a question boy." The Dark Lord then used the torture curse on the Death Eater who squirmed under the curse "Tell me your name!"
The death eater knew he was dead but replied to through gritted teeth "I will never tell you anything you half-blood bastard. Do your worst."
Voldemort eyes glowed green as the killing curse was on the edge of his lips this boy had given him his answers his followers had abandoned him due to the article it was the only possible explanation.
"Why did you return?" Voldemort's wand still trained on the death eater on the floor who replied
"I forgot some of my things and came back to retrieve them."
Voldemort's mouth curled into a Grin. "Well, clearly that was a mistake." Soon after the killing curse left his lips, and the death eater just became another victim. The Dark Lord descended the staircase he was alone no army no wealth everything was taken from him his only goal now was to Kill Harry Potter and remain immortal,
But how to do that, he had no money, no army not even a squad of death eaters how was he to draw the boy out? He was untouchable behind the walls of Hogwarts and Voldermort didn't even know where his ancestral home was then it dawned on him what would draw out the boy.
He would exhume the bodies of his dead parents from their resting place in Godric Hollow after all he still had the advantage even if the Diadem was destroyed he still had his faithful companion and his last soul anchor with him, yes maybe tap into a small amount of necromancy mess with the boys head Voldemort laughed manically as more and more evil and twisted ideas entered his head screw the wizarding world and world conquest his only one goal was now to defeat Harry Potter and make boy suffer physically and mentally.
Voldemort took a seat at his desk and began to pin a letter to Potter and set his trap in motion.
Meanwhile at the Ministry
Kingsley couldn't believe it the Ministry cells were at capacity every hour more and more of the Dark Lord's followers were turning themselves in. most with severed left arms clearly the article in the prophet had not only taken support from the Dark Lord but had caused many of his followers to throw in the towel, those that surrendered were placed in Ministry cells for the question but many have now fled the country.
"Auror Moody report how many are in cells"
Moody grinned the boy was a genius by airing the Dark Lord's dirty laundry he had singled handily disarmed the Dark Lord of his support and those who knew they had no hope of surviving without a champion to follow were turning themselves in. "In total added to the previous figure 201 25% of those have now been processed and are awaiting transport to Azkaban until the day of their trial where hopefully they will walk through the veil."
The Ministered nodded "I assume preparation for the transfer of Dumbledore's Body as been arranged.
"Yes," Minster replied. Moody "The coffin will be transported by Port key and land on the stage at exactly 13.00 hours where a squad of four aurors will surround it. He should just be dumped in a box and forgotten about. After everything is done. "
Kingsley lowered his head although Dumbledore had done so much wrong in the last several years over a lifetime, he had done so much good. Only a select few knew of Dumbledore short coming and thanks to Harry that will remain the case.
"Alastor refrain from making such a comment in the future yes, he did wrong, but he also did good now continue with the processing I need to update Lord Potter-Black-Slytherin on the latest here in the Ministry"
Alastor growled stumping off towards his department while Kingsley headed to his office.
Meanwhile, at Hogwarts Harry found himself in another difficult situation Fawkes was following him everywhere with Dumbledore dead the phoenix needed a new wizard to bond with and Fawkes magic as stretched out to Harry.
The girls thought it was hilarious seeing the Pheonix flash in out of nowhere lowering its head in surrender and pleading to be accepted as a separate familiar even Hedwig was getting fed up. However, eventually, Luna's love of magical creatures persuaded Harry. After getting permission from Hedwig Fawkes bonded with Harry so not only did Harry have an owl he now had a phoenix that had shrunk to fit on his shoulder this not only allowed Harry to balance better but made Fawkes more manageable
The funeral was less than an hour away and everyone was in mourning dress including Harry and his ladies. Luna walked in front while Hermione held one arm and Daphne held the other. They had been given priority seats at the front along with other members of the alliance and their families, Aurors greeted those at the main gate, and after wands and arms had been checked people were led onto the quidditch pitch and seated.
Godric Hollow
With most of the wizarding world attending Dumbledore's funeral the small village was quite deserted Voldermort under Glamour moved towards the small churchyard in the middle of the village he scanned the many stones until he came upon James and Lilly Potter.
He grinned as he started his work on exhuming the body the challenge to Potter was already on its way. After about 30 minutes of spell work both caskets had been removed from the ground and were now being attached to a port key Voldemort had grabbed the port key and the caskets were whisked off back to Malfoy Manor. Voldemort landed in a room where he laid each casket on a table the smell was awful, but a simple bubblehead charm sorted that out. He scanned the bookcase until he used is wand to levitate a book off the shelves and into his hands. It was a book on the foulest type of magic a wizard or Witch could delve into Necromancy Back at the funeral The Minister was now giving his address to the congregation, however a dark raven dive bombed towards the congregation landing in front of Harry with a letter tied to his feet. As Harry removed the letter the raven suddenly burst into green flames consuming the stage and setting everything ablaze with Fiendfyre. Auror ushered the guest away quickly as others tried to contain the blaze luckily the Minister was able to get off stage before it was set alight unfortunately the casket of the headmaster wasn't so lucky and destroyed by the curse fire.
Harry examined the letter in his hand it felt tainted dark and evil, however there were no charms or curses on the letter he used his wand and removed the parchment Harry's hands began to shake until he was forced to let go of the parchment where it increased in size until the parchment towered above everyone from the Parchment came the voice of the Dark lord.
Harry Potter,
You think you have won by removing my army from me, however now you will learn what it is like to corner a dangerous snake. With me are your parent's Caskets which I exhumed today while you and the world mourned Albus Dumbledore. I know how much your parents mean to you Potter and intend to tarnish their remains further in 24 hours using Necromancy. I will rip your parents' souls from the afterlife and put them back inside their decay forms, they will become my puppets Unless you agree to face me in one-on-one combat tomorrow at noon alone! There we will see who the most powerful truly is. A warning to any interference I will torch your parents remains. If you agree then I will withhold using Necromancy on the corpses of your parents Once you have decided send me an owl but suggest it is one you don't want to see again.
Lord Voldemort
True Heir of Slytherin
A/N And the mind games continue who will come out on top.