The Fall of Hogwarts
You look down the long table and see a dozen of your best pure-blood witches and wizards. They look scared, they fear you. They want you to allow them freedom, not risking everything by the biggest plan you may ever of came up with.
"Severus, do you have the plans on how to get into Hogwarts?" you ask.
"Yes, my lord, I simply rid of the enchantments from the inside, which shall be a lot quicker, and you all enter. I turn the enchantments back on, to prevent the pitiful students from escaping!" Severus Snape discusses back to you, your eyebrows rise in a look of impress.
"Very well, then - Bellatrix, when do you think it is best to strike?" You ask the beautiful woman sat to your right, she had spent most of her life in Azkaban after following orders from you, it seemed she had fallen in love with you.
"My lord," She whispers.
"My lord, we will be ready tomorrow!" She finishes, her whisper becoming louder towards the end. Her voice raised towards the end of the sentence, and she continued to stare at you, almost imagining you in some sort of way.
You allow the team to discuss between themselves for a few moments, looking away and petting your snake, Nagini. She was your most powerful horcrux, an object which allows you to cheat death.
You turn back, and fire a spark onto the high ceiling with your wand - the same wand you bought from Ollivanders back in the 20s.
You signal for them all to leave, but as they do leave you quickly call out:
"Harry Potter must survive tomorrow. I want him brought to me, along with Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall and.. Horace Slughorn!".
Everybody nods, and they leave.
"Severus, do you have the plans on how to get into Hogwarts?" you ask.
"Yes, my lord, I simply rid of the enchantments from the inside, which shall be a lot quicker, and you all enter. I turn the enchantments back on, to prevent the pitiful students from escaping!" Severus Snape discusses back to you, your eyebrows rise in a look of impress.
"Very well, then - Bellatrix, when do you think it is best to strike?" You ask the beautiful woman sat to your right, she had spent most of her life in Azkaban after following orders from you, it seemed she had fallen in love with you.
"My lord," She whispers.
"My lord, we will be ready tomorrow!" She finishes, her whisper becoming louder towards the end. Her voice raised towards the end of the sentence, and she continued to stare at you, almost imagining you in some sort of way.
You allow the team to discuss between themselves for a few moments, looking away and petting your snake, Nagini. She was your most powerful horcrux, an object which allows you to cheat death.
You turn back, and fire a spark onto the high ceiling with your wand - the same wand you bought from Ollivanders back in the 20s.
You signal for them all to leave, but as they do leave you quickly call out:
"Harry Potter must survive tomorrow. I want him brought to me, along with Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall and.. Horace Slughorn!".
Everybody nods, and they leave.