Thunder rumbled as the old man put a head, similiar to a bird , but severed , on the top of the pole. The birds eyes were himalayan blue and its fur was golden and silver white.
Blood dripped down on my back, as then he mumbled something in another language.
" Είθε οι βροντές και οι αστραπές να ευλογήσουν το αγόρι με το αίμα του κεραυνοβόλου πουλιού"
He peirces two knives on my back and brings them down my entire back, and plunges the wings of the same bird. Now, that I see it, the bird is very huge, it has 4 or 6 wings.
I scream and writhe in agony, as I feel my entire back throb and burn like hell. Tears come out my eyes like rivers and blood out my throat.
The old man squeezes the blood from the wings into me and then pulls the wings out.
He gestures the hulkings after which they grab him and jump down from the roof of the cabin as everything goes silent except my screams as I slowly feel my body trembling like anything as if standing in a pool with wires in it.
The old man then chants spells loudly as the pole im tied on glows with runes and then-
KRACK BOOM.
A shot of lightning strikes me. I feel the entire bolt pass through me, making me feel like I'm going to burst but I close my eyes and hold myself together as slowly I feel my own muscles stitching themselves up.
The adaptive ability I asked for, it's working.
The pole blasts as I'm sent crashing to the ground.
"Nononono not another failure ARGHH" the old man says as I hear his foot tapping really fast approaching me. I can't move but then he says "Yes. YES. THE BOY SURVIVED. THE RITUAL IS A SUCCESS..TAKE HIM INSIDE AGAIN!" said the old man and apparates away as I'm tied up and floated towards another room more deeper into the cabin which was not made of wood anymore , then lifted and thrown back in.
I writhe in pain after I gain conciousness after a while unable to move but then I stand up and move. I get to the bed and take rest.
I wake up the next morning, light entering from a small rectangular gap on the very top of the wall. I was provided food from under the door.
I stood up and felt stronger and much much better than yesterday. I picked the tray up and had the food after which I did my buisness, for which a small hole was dug in the corner of the room and covered with a lid.
I sat on the bed and started meditating. My first interaction with magic. I saw the core. Cores are diamond shaped , I saw it. My core which I think was around the size of a mango, but a little bigger. It was glowing white with fumes and small crackles and spreading almost haphazardly . With Occlumency first, that I had read about in my previous life from fanfics tried to replicate the process by thinking and focusing hard on what I need to build. I set up networks from the core to a sphere like wall around it, which with slight tweaks turned to a tech sphere which would secure the sphere and help maintain its magical energy and supply it to me. I connected the very sphere outwards to the black space and did something unique.
I organized tall shelves radially outwards from a little distance from the sphere. The shelves were filled with drives, I used modern knowledge to do this. Each shelf had my knowledge organized and much much more shelves were there which are more than enough to store my memories and knowledge.
All of these now are enclosed by another sphere which is locked with my biometrics, and guarded by every fictional character I could imagine and hell I even gathered a wall around it made of adamantium.
At the most outermost, is a wall with constant regrowing soldiers.
I then got out of my inner world and slept as it took away lot of my energy.
Now, you might think why wouldn't the guards or death eaters catch me and think why is a kid doing so much focus, well they come only three the entire day, one for lunch and once for dinner. So I had enough time to do this.
After my rest, I had my lunch after which I did some physical exercises so that my body is strong enough to handle my magical training.
I did so for some weeks, followed by which I did magical training.
It was difficult at first, gathering some rocks around the room and lifting them, but after a few months I was able to lift rocks, combine them to form a huge cube or a sharp stone and also a flat stone.
In around 5 or 6 months, I had gained a quite bit of muscles from exercise, wandless levitation and transmutation and also a form of sensing which I used. I placed my hand on the ground and sent pulsing magic into it. Which spread , and like touching something, allowed me to know what is going on outside the room.
As I thought the days gonna be better, I heard that Voldemort was officially defeated by a child who was now known as 'The Boy Who Lived' as the death eaters screamed the news and the old man was hell bent down saying smt like "My final experiment will finally give my Lord his power " . Unfortunately I knew very well for the old man that , Antoniv was managing the politics of this place only because Lord Voldemort wasnt very much aware of these things, else Barty, Lucius or Severus would be on it.
And to my broken fate, I was pulled out again and threw now in a hidden underground chamber on a chair.
Surrounded by symbols and a circle around me was a heart, and a clear dragon head of probably a newborn baby dragon but it was quite huge.
The old man approached me and shut my mouth with a spell as he stabbed a knife through my chest.
"Είθε η φωτιά και η οργή να είναι δικά του"
He chanted and I felt my body burning, I wanted to scream in pain but blood gurgled in my neck as ripped open my chest and he put a half cut of the dragons heart on mine. He made me see how the two merged even if blood was everywhere. The bluish red heart then glowed and beated faster as more blood poured out, he slit the underside of my elbows, then my wrists and Achilles, as the symbols and Circle on the ground transform to a stream and pour onto me as everything goes black.....
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