《Vampire in the Harry Potter World(Hiatus)》Chapter 13 Malfoy Manor
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The last thing that Kai saw was the world disintegrating. He opened his eyes and saw that his hand was still touching the golden chest. Kai wanted nothing more than to just leave the shack as quickly as possible, so he quickly opened the chest and saw the ring lying on a purple velvet cushion laid inside the chest.
Kai hesitated for a moment because he wasn't sure if the ring had a curse like the mental curse that he was in a few moments ago. Kai thought it through and theorized that the reason that the spell was so powerful, was because the spell had been powered by the soul and not the original energy that Voldemort had left behind.
He picked up the ring and put it on his finger. At the same time, he also activated his runic eyes. He looked down at the ring and saw a large golden misty-like stopwatch with the number 200 floating above it.
Kai immediately understood that the spell on the ring was a curse that would make your physical body age 200 years in the future. Due to Kai's immortality, the curse had no effect on his body and Kai had not felt any of the effects.
The ring was made up of a plain black stone with the deathly hallows mark on the surface. It was embedded into a thin silver coloured steel band, that made up the ring.
Kai was overcome with the temptation to utilise the stone in the ring to summon a loved dead person, as the stone was the second Deathly Hallow. But then he realized that he didn't have any dead loved people in this reality and the stone was currently useless at the moment.
He wondered how Dumbledore would have broken past all of Voldemort's spells and curses that guarded the ring. Kai speculated that due to Dumbledore being the most powerful wizard of his generation and the added factor of the elder wand, helped him break through the various protective barriers without too much trouble because it wasn't mentioned in a very detailed manner.
After Kai made sure that the ring wouldn't hurt him, he removed it and put it back into the box. Kai left the gaunt shack after he got what he came for.
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During the time that Kai was running, he was thinking about what would happen to him if he hadn't overcome the spell. The most likely scenario would have been the soul fragment taking over Kai's vampire body, then creating a vampire army and enslaving the world. Or at least the muggle world.
Kai returned to the van, where he had stored the rest of the money and blood he had gotten from the hospital in London. He put the chest inside the back of the van and got dressed. He then started driving to the Manor.
While he was driving he was also thinking to himself that he wasn't the most powerful being and that the Harry Potter world wasn't a game where he could do everything that he wanted to do. There would be consequences to his actions! Therefore he would have to be cautious.
After an hour of driving, he finally made it to Malfoy Manor, where he took the chest and then headed to the grand wooden doors. Kai had considered knocking but instead, he just closed his eyes and used the rest of his senses to see what was going on in the Manor.
Inside the manor, there were a total of ten people. The Malfoy family, the Lestranges, Barty Crouch Junior and 3 maids. Kai also felt a ghostly presence on the second floor, in a room surrounded by books, the study Kai guessed. Inside the study, Kai also sensed Lucius there as well.
Kai tried perceiving Bathilda but could not, he understood that she was much more powerful than Tom and himself, so it was natural that he wouldn't be able to find her.
Kai climbed up to the study's window and opened the window, entered and then closed it before anyone could notice. He appeared behind the spectral Voldemort and gave both Voldemort and Lucius who was also in the study a huge fright.
Tom said in relief "Oh it was you. You should have been here hours ago." "I know to get the required funds and the ring took time, as well as getting here without destroying anything required me to travel at normal speeds," Kai answered.
Kai asked Voldemort where the diary was? Hehe told Kai that it was inside the second drawer of Lucius' desk. Kai told Lucius to leave and then said to Tom "When I was getting the ring I ran into some trouble, the Horcrux gained its own personality. It attempted to take over my body using the illusion spell you cast on the chest, however, it obviously failed." Kai said the last part of his sentence with false bravado.
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"I destroyed the personality, but it means that there is a high chance that the rest of your Horcruxes have developed their own personalities."
"What! That's terrible, it means that the Horcruxes' new personalities' might be powerful enough to take over my original soul." "That's right, to merge with the split soul fragments that you inserted in the Horcruxes you will need to first destroy the new personalities. You can merge with the soul in the ring because I've already destroyed the personality inside of it.
And once you have merged with the Ring's soul you will be able to conquer the rest of the Horcruxes apart from the diary by yourself."
"Then are you proposing to help me conquer the diary's soul?" Voldemort asked Kai. Now Kai was stuck in a dilemma, he could either say yes and try to help, but there was a high chance that he would be destroyed by the soul inside the diary, or to decline and lose Tom's trust.
Kai caused himself to move fast enough so that he could talk to his subconscious. After concentrating for a few seconds, he entered the Blood orb's red world, where his subconscious was recovering. He stammered a bit, knowing that he was wrong and said "eh, eh can you give me some aid".
The representation appeared with annoyance and frustration showing all over his face "what do you need now? I just spoke to you a mere few hours ago and clearly said that I would need to recover."
"Well," said Kai "I need to know if I can fight against Voldemort's Horcruxes' soul fragment's personality." "What?" The representation said in annoyance. "I may be your subconscious, but I don't know what you're doing all the time, especially when I'm trying to recover. Tell me what's going on and I'll to help but only this time."
"I've just found out that the soul inside Voldemort's Horcruxes there are souls, and these souls have gained their own personalities. I'm guessing that each personality is trying to gain control over the true soul so that it will be in control of the true body when it is formed."
"Why do you even want to fight against the personalities?" the representation asked with a baffled face."Its got nothing to do with you." "Voldemort's asked me to help him fight the most powerful soul and I don't know if I can because, as you've said, my soul is weak. And if I don't help him, I will lose his slowly gained trust."
"Very well," said the representation. "I will leave you a door in your mind so that when you fight against the soul you will be able to use some of your dreams to fight against the soul and therefore will have a limited amount of summons to fight for you and thus your soul won't be damaged."
"Great, so I will be able to help Tom," Kai said to confirm his question. "Yes, so don't come back here for at least a year. The door to your subconscious will help you defend your soul to a certain level, but it won't defend you against stronger souls, so don't challenge high-level opponents."
After Kai got his confirmation he left the blood orb and time returned to normal as he changed his perception back to normal. He then looked at Tom and told him that he will help.
Kai gave Voldemort the ring and told him to start absorbing the ring, at the same time he activated his runic eyes. Kai saw Tom's currents soul as a pair of golden slitted eyes, absorbing condensed golden mist from the ring. The ring was surrounded by a pitch-black glow, probably attributed to the fact that Death created it.
Kai stared intensely at the process and waited for Tom to finish absorbing the soul fragment from the ring.
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