Harry Potter: A Fan Fiction - Volume 1 Chapter 63 The

Natasha POV

[Mission Objective: make sure Harry will go and steal the sorcerer’s stone.]

Perhaps task that needs the least effort as the guy is already rearing to go out and steal the stone himself.

[Mission Objective: Accompany Harry Potter in his quest.]

Another easy mission objective.

[Mission Objective: Take Harry to the mirror of Erised.]

Done for the day, time to pretend to be incapacitated.

Thus the reason for this queen to be sleeping in one non-fatal blow. Hehehe being slammed onto the wall is pretty bad for normal humans but it’s no problem for the likes of me.

As expected, Harry Potter is bound to lose this match. The other party needn’t not move his finger to defeat Harry but he seemed to be enjoying himself. Something he is sure to regret later when he is being sliced and diced endlessly. But that is not my problem my task here is to stay like this here and just let the virtual intelligence mask my body statistics so that no one could notice me.

Harry tried his best to fight. The fiend transformed professor Quirell however is just too powerful for him to handle even with his a.d.u.l.t level capabilities. The one he is facing after all is still the real deal when it comes to dark magic.

Then the most beautiful moment in my life happened. I finally managed to get a glimpse of the Lord’s figure. Albeit wearing a full set of black shadowy armor which covered everything from head to toe. The feeling of being in the same place with him however is happiness enough for me. He even promised to reward my performance, what a good Lord.

[Mission Objective: Invisibility Cloak secured, Harry Potter implicated, Harry Potter delivered, 100% Accomplished. Congratulations intern no 1235314 for completing your class A chain mission! Standby for further instructions.]

Harry Potter POV

I have a single mission given to me in Akademiya before coming to Hogwarts, and that is to gain enough strength to defeat Voldemort.

I had a sudden epiphany about his plans when I realised that what Rubeus Hagrid took from Gringotts Bank the day I was escorted to my inheritance was the sorcerer’s stone made by the ‘fake immortal’ Mr. Nicholas Flamel.

I managed to guess that the stone should be hidden in the suddenly restricted area of the castle’s third floor. After much snooping around, I saw a three headed dog guarding a trapdoor in one of the rooms in the third floor so it is highly likely to be the place that will lead me to the stone.

I convinced my brilliant friend Miss Natasha Romanovich to help me steal the stone for the resurrection of my parents, which is a total bull because the stone itself didn’t have that power. What I needed is to simply stop Voldemort that is most likely to send his pawns to take the stone as he couldn’t really live off of unicorn blood all the time.

I suspect two professors, one is Severous Snape and the other is Quintus Quirell who have both been acting weird recently. I can feel hate from Snape, he sadly can’t just make my life hell because I aced his subject. Quirell on the other hand seems to avoid making contact with me all the time, but something in him makes me want to vomit my breakfast that it makes the scar in my forehead hurt.

We, actually I decided to intercept Voldemort’s pawn when he finally makes a move and so with the help of Natasha who is an excellent rune carver, we managed to set an alarm up to know when someone tried to force their way in there.

We didn’t have to wait that long, in a matter of days, someone had already triggered it. Natasha and I went down together and found many things. I felt like, I’m in an easy mode game in one of the mazes of Akademiya. Honestly, are they even trying to protect the stone at all? I mean… Hogwarts is supposedly safe and all from outside threats but one can never be too careful right?

Well, it was easy until the Boss room. It turns out that it was actually professor Quirell who was Voldemort’s dog. He is really strong. None of my spells worked as he simply stood there in the same place to recieve everything I cast.

I know and admit it now, I am still too weak at this time compared to other a.d.u.l.t wuzzards. Especially compared to someone who uses dark magic like professor Quirell.

“You are mere toys…” is what I heard last before genuinely losing consciousness. No actually, I heard something else I think it said… [Initiating memory mask… Simulating possible outcomes…] before I visited Neverland. I could be hallucinating but mehh… I had this dream about me and Quirell facing each other and he ultimately turns into a collapsing pile of ash and soil. It’s quite ligit, like watching a movie or something.

I woke up to a pile of junk foods and an old fag foggey entering the medical wing. He was talking about the dream I had which confused me a little, then I realised that he must have tried to read my memories as I was lying in unconscious in bed. Well old man, consider yourself lucky. Reading the mind of someone who came from Akademiya is a taboo that not many people would be willing to challenge. Still, you have to pay for looking without permission.

After saying a whole ton of bullcrap about love and whatnot, shenaniganish fame and all that, Dumbledore finally left with another crap about his childhood. F.u.c.k you and your childhood old man, nobody cares.