Harry Potter But AU??? - Chapter 163

HARRY’S POV

After the argument with his friends, it took about a week and a half to get things back to normal, yet even so, Harry felt the effects the fight had on all of them.

Fred and George became focused on creating a magical TV, something that both them and their father worked on at the same time from two different angles.

They tried to create a magical artifact that transmit pictures and sound while their father was working on enchanting a muggle TV.

Luna also changed, she started to make more physical contact then before, holding his hand, hugging him, and when truly happy one day, she even kissed his cheek.

Harry knew that she probably has feelings to him, hell, he probably has feelings for her as well, but not only was she barley 14 and he had the mine of an a.d.u.l.t, he also had bigger things to deal with right now then relationship.

And lastly, his own changes.

He wasn’t as tired as before, with his hurt emotions not constantly being pushed as deeply as they used to be, he got better sleep and his mind felt without a pressure which he didn’t know he had before, yet at the same time he felt his emotions a lot more.

It made things a lot harder, before, whenever he looked at one of the Potters, Granger or the headmaster, while he felt anger, it was muted, he could feel it, but it didn’t affect his judgment.

Now it was like he sees the people for the first time after they killed his parents or betrayed him.

Making sure he didn’t attack them, Harry threw himself deeper into working on creating the body of Voldemort, which he would use to demolish them all.

The creation of the body of Voldemort worked better then he expected.

He started to work on it after the second task. He firstly bought a human-shaped sculpture from an artist, and then, with his deep knowledge of the body and body-changing rituals, of which he became an expert, he changed it to become more human-like, with the looks identical to what Voldemort looks like.

After which he once more did the ritual to make that body a vessel for souls.

All of that took two weeks, the rest of the two months he used for creating fake memories of Voldemort and his ‘true’ mission, to help his master- Harry Peverel.

He knew the reason his future self couldn’t send him the memories is because the only way to send memories is by sending the future human shape Horcrux back in time and artifects that have specialties can’t be sent back in time, even if they have souls, their magic interfere with the time travel.

So, instead of having the easy way out, Harry took on the hard way.

He firstly compiled all the information he had about the war.

He used both dark side and light side information that came from Remus and Sirius raiding magical people’s houses.

While the light side talked more about the battles themselves, the dark side had more information about the behavior of their lord.

With it as a basis, Harry created a special AI, one that has the same rules of every other AI he created as it’s core with four differences.

The first is that it had its personality based on Voldemort’s, the second is that doesn’t know it’s an AI, the third is that by saying the first 12 numbers of Pi he can make it delete its own memory, and lastly is that instead of being inside a computer.

After two months and a half of hard work, Harry transferred it into the blank soul of Voldemort, integrating it with the shapeless magical energy and making it have a shape, before transferring the soul into the golden body.

“Hello Boss, what do you need from me today?” The golem said

“Hey Tom, I need you to go with me to your father’s house and help me knock out of the people inside.”

Harry knew he wasn’t a fighter.

Sure, he can fire curses and is fast, but he didn’t have the instincts of one, he was a scientist, a researcher, and now a manipulator, the fighting he would leave to other people, or golems, at least until he has enough time to work on creating those instincts.

Reaching to Little Hangleton wasn’t hard, being about 100 miles outside of London, Harry and Tom took two hours and a half to reach it from his apartment in the middle of London, which he came to by using the vanishing cabinet.

The house of the Riddle family being as big as it is was the first, and only thing you would notice about the town, all the other places looked small and regular when compering.

Getting in undetected wasn’t hard, not surprising considering a muggle came in at the beginning of the year and wasn’t detected until the end of Voldemort’s conversation with Peter.

Harry made sure to pay attention to Nagini, being the main thing he needs to take with him.

Walking in, he saw Voldemort talks with Nagini, with Peter not being around, telling her that once he returns to his glory she would be by his side, safe forever as his vessel.

‘Nagini isn’t a horcrux yet?’ That came to Harry by surprise, though in retrospect it really shouldn’t.l, the dark lord was barely keeping himself alive with it’s 1% soul, making it less then that without having a body to make sure he has hold on the world and not having his mind disappearing would be not better then killinng yourself.

A grin spread across his face, it was perfect, having another soul inside his guinea pig would make it harder to control and make sure the results are correct.

Taking out his trusty knockout rifle as he made Tom stand guard, Harry casted a silencing charm before shooting two knockout darts, taking out both Tom and Nagini.

“Tom,” he said as he took out his trusty SOC, “I need you to search for Pettigrew and knock him out.” As Tom left, Harry put the childlike body of Voldemort inside SOC, making sure it is secure, Harry then created a strong enough fire to destroy the body, making Voldemort become a spirit once more and trapping him in SOC.

He then moved to Nagini, taking out a cage he bought in a pet store, he put her in it and started strengthening the walls to prevent escape.

By the time Harry finished,Tom returned with the body of Peter Pettigrew flying behind him, Harry took a look at the dark mark on Peter’s body and thought ‘another project.’