Harry Potter: A Fan Fiction - Volume 1 Chapter 4 Timeskip
It turns out that Viktor is born on the 21st of August 1976 and it has now been a full year since he transmigrates to the magical world of Harry Potter.
There was a deafening silence in Krum Manor, faint sobs instead of laughter echoed inside his mother’s bedroom.
His father died as is destined by fate in the hands of a revolutionary vampire lord called Kirov Van Helsing in a mutually assured destruction (MAD).
‘Makes me feel like making things explosive. Unfortunately, no revenge plots for me, the protagonist. My backstory is quite terrible.’
Viktor felt apathetic about the death of his father whom he did not recognise as he felt no real sense of familial connection to them.
‘Maybe I should tinker with my head in the future and delete these distracting thoughts.’
He refocused on studying and theorising the workings of magic after receiving the news from his faithful elf. He reached advanced level in theoretical knowledge on almost every field of magic and was confident he could pass NEWTs with some preparation.
In this one year of studying he theorised that it is highly likely that he is born a natural in occlumency. In fact, he needn’t put so much effort in the subject as it was natural instinct of his mind to create barriers and protect itself it also layered his mind with strange traps. There are where an intruder will be trapped and tortured for a long time in his mindscape, giving a huge splitting headache to anyone lucky enough to stumble upon such wicked trap which is eerily similar to an eye technique he once saw in an anime.
His mind arts grew at an alarming phase as he began to dabble in ligelimency using his poor old elf Golie. A very willing victim he is.
By brainwashing Golie into the way of killing and espionage, a small but terrible money making machine was born. He shed his identity as a house elf and was now considering himself a new specie called ‘shadow elf’. This of course is the result of someone’s evil plot.
He then began taking on the future problems involving galleons by making Golie rob the mafia, gangs, syndicates, dealers, and even the corrupt government officials.
In the spirit of expanding he bought more and more house elves with the money he earned until it reached a very high price of 500 galleons per elf, he didn’t care for the galleons at all as it can be earned back in due time. Stealing is a very high paying line of business.
The new elves will then be trained and oriented by Golie until deemed worthy of becoming a shadow elf. Each of these elves who is capable specialises in close quarters combat, and modern warfare. Capable of using guns and other modern weapons.
These elves are then sent all over the world to set up small bases and steal from rotten muggles who only prey on the weak.
In less than a year he earned 27,000,000 galleons and a whole arsenal of modern weapons. Ranging from guns to an aircraft carrier called Yamamoto.
Magic wise, there are new minor findings. Viktor learned that magic actually behaves like a muscle, the more it is used, the bigger its capacity becomes, also, using it repeatedly in similar fashion leads to a slight decrease in casting time and magic consumption. Perhaps this is what one may call ‘mastery’ but there was no mention of it in the books he’s seen so far.
He alternated reading and magic exercises through wandless and chantless casting until he can’t bear to cast anymore. There is a minor problem that really bothered him to a great extent. He forgot to exercise and thus is incapable of crawling for long periods of time. How he wished to stand on his own and explore the world is something only a body enhancement obsessed geneticist is capable of putting into words.
Four years went by in a blur and it is now the early week of June 1981, he is standing in front of the Krum ancestral crypt, wearing a black gentleman suit. ‘He looks like a cute little man.’ As many people whispered to their peers while giggling in delight.
On the ring finger of his left hand is a golden ring with a red gemstone held by the mouth of flood dragon. A discerning eye will be able to see the gem containing the Krum family crest. It was previously worn by his father, it is none other than the Krum family’s master ring.
“Father, Mother, I wish you a happy next life. Thank you for giving me this chance. I will be sure to live up to the name you have bestowed me.”
After the passing of his father, his mother fell into depression, her health slowly declined due to neglect of food and proper nutrition, she soon became ill. Three years later, she died. She probably would have killed herself if she had the guts for it.
‘Love is strange. A man’s love is often superficial and dissipates like smoke with time, women on the other hand only truly loves comfort and their children. Hehe I’m no expert, but I am not willing to be tied down.’
“Its been a year already, I’m sure your parents would have wanted you to move on and continue your family’s legacy. It’s far too early for you to join them, you know.”
A man ruffled his hair a little and spoke with concern in his voice. It was his uncle Romanov, also his godfather and guardian. If he knew what Viktor was thinking he would have done it with a little more force than the way he did.
“I know uncle, I just wanted to wish them a good journey. Even though my memories of them are faint, they are still my parents and I can’t help but miss them. I’m sorry for worrying you.”
“Its fine lad, you are the master of house Krum and you will bear heavy responsibilities for the family. Let us go, it looks like the weather is not going to get any better.”
His uncle said after hearing the rumbling thunder from the looming dark clouds that blankets the sky.