The Lord of Ancient Magic

Chapter 12

A few months would go by and it was now the end of the year as right now it was currently the end of year feast as tomorrow morning all the students would be returning home to their families for a couple of months

Afterwards they would return back to Hogwarts to continue their next year or not depending if they have graduated as for Harry he again sat alone but more fustrated look on his face

It wasnt the fact that he sat alone again or not seeing Hedwig once for last couple months as he had accepted the fact that she had likely left him but he would keep their connection as the thought of severing it once he got to the Dursleys....god he couldn't go though with it

Now it was the Dursleys that had earned his ire as he was going to be alone with those weak muggles who are likely going to be a pain for him and whats worse he will have to put up with it and that he isnt allowed to do magic

But that is the least of his concerns since he can easily do Ancient Magic as nobody not even the Ministry of Magic can detect it as only those of the Potter line or are taught by a Potter can use or detect Ancient Magic but still the Dursleys

It was no secret that they are peices of shit and every word told to him by Hedwig in the past he easily believes however their was somthing to gain from this irking thought and that was Albus Dumbledore

The old man had managed to "convinced" the Dursleys to take him back and give him shelter which the frustration on Harry's face would vanish as he instead would grin at the thought of how Dumbledore convinced them as he likely showed his true colours or his great power

Oooooh how that excited Harry and his blood that wants to fight as this thought alone that those unworthy muggles got to see a hint of the old wizards true might it made Harry shake with excitement blazing in his eyes as he so badly wanted to fight and Kill Dumbledore

As their is a bloody thirsty red glint in his eyes at that thought to finally slay the great Albus Dumbledore not to mention Voldemort 2 powerful opponents both deserving of death for wiping out a Ancient line stronger and more valuable then both of them combined and beyond

But he would take a deep breath in and out as the glint would fade as he had to calm down as his patience will be greatly rewarded in due time he will get his final fight and his revenge as he would look towards the staff as Dumbledore looked ready to give a speech

Dumbledore-'Silence!'

As his voice would command the room as everyone would quiet down as they looked at the great elderly wizard as he would begin his speech

Dumbledore-'Another Year gone and what a year it has been, now i hate to keep you all from enjoying your feast but as some of you had notice but our defence against the dark arts teacher Professor Quirrell had being absent for the past couple of months for you all see he had important urgent sudden business to attend too and is unfortunately unable to return though next year we will be having a brand new defence against the dark arts teacher. Now it is time to announce the house points and more importantly the winner of this years house cup'

As Dumbledore would gesture towards 4 glass cylinders at the top right corner of the room as the cylinders had the 4 house banners on them as contained inside of the cylinders is grains of sand that are the same colours for 1 of the 4 houses

But for Harry he didnt care about the winner of this years house cup as he was staring at Dumbledore before giving a subtle smirk as it appears the old man hadnt figured it out that it was him that made Quirrell "take absent leave" a few months back and with the lack of any subtle looks towards him by Dumbledore since the old man wasnt looking at him meant he had no idea man this was too good