Chapter 6

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Previously on Ancient Enlightenment

Flipping through the small book, Harry finally found what he was looking for. His relief at finding it turn to dread and then to downright horror at what he was reading.

For Harry Potter had gained yet another proof that he was Fate's personnel bit*h.

Because contained within his curse scar was a fragment of Voldemort's soul. The only thing that Harry now felt was revulsion.

'Well…..at least I get an amazing Animagus form put of this ordeal' a disgusted Harry said to himself trying to look at the bright side and failing miserably.

Chapter 6

If one were to observe the underground sewers of London, they would be in for quite a unique and amazing sight. For most muggles it would be the discovery of a new bipedal species capable of odd speech and intelligence that was listening to music in the sewers while standing atop of large empty metal boxes that were about as long and wide as the creatures were tall. This would of course be followed by a quick obliviation by wizards of all known parties. For said wizards it would be quite confusing watching their servants in such an odd place. But then again no house-elf was free and to them these ones were probably following the instructions of their masters being here.

Fortunately for all, no one would stumble upon them, which was just as they liked it!

"This be very troublesome Bonne. It stinks" grumbled one of the house-elf to the other as he held a flute that young master had given him. It was a common house-hold pest remover amongst the wizards.

"Shut up Gromfy. Master Harry be giving us works so like good elves we be doing it" she reprimanded her older brother. He was a bad egg, mama-elf saids so herself, lazing about, whining about work, the only good thing about him was that he was scarily smart and liked to think. But that wasn't a quality that elves measured themselves with.

"Yous be lucky that Master turns out okay and not koo koo or yous be the sacrifice Caput be chucking into living angry spitty fire mountains. Useless elf, mama was righ….."

Gromfy tuned her sister out as he concentrated and fed his magic to the music thing in his hand that wizards and house-elves used commonly. Unlike popular belief, Gromfy wasn't a lazy free rider, he just wanted something better to do than repetitive maintenance. He really liked Master Harry because he allowed Gromfy to make magic liquid called potions. Gromfy didn't like to brag but he was the best potion maker of all of young master's house-elves. So he concentrated on his work so that Master be happy with him and give him new things to try. Like that belt old wheezer Altu was jumping about in! He'd heard he was looking for volunteers to teach using the more belts that Master had created for them.

A little while later the music stopped and the two house-elves locked the doors to the metal boxes and popped away taking the metal boxes back with them to their master's newly built lair.

It took them a bit more effort to pop back as when they left, they left with boxes full of something….. Unpleasant and alive!

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It was sunset and in the Forbidden forest an odd procession was taking place. Several types of beings were moving towards the end of the forest, near the edge of a very specific mountain.

At the back were a large number of wolf and horse sized Arcomantulas swinging through trees and scrambling on the ground keeping up with the others at the front yet never daring to get too close. They all carried a ball made of their web almost as large as their thorax. Ahead of them walking slowing was Aragog, who due to his blindness was being guided with a web string by one of his children.

Aragog couldn't believe all that had happened during the past week. A little over a week ago, the dreaded king of serpents had come and he had feared that this would be the end of him and his children. But it hadn't harmed them and although it had freed their meal of tasty little man-horses, it had surprisingly offered them a trade which would help the colony out of their food crisis. All the mighty serpent had asked was that the colony submit to the will of his master, a powerful wizard. Aragog had in fear and hope accepted the offer.

Aragog had doubted anyone could be more powerful then the mighty dreaded king of serpents. His doubts had been erased when a while ago the great serpent had slithered its way into his domain while a wizard with the head of a dragon standing atop of its head.

The mighty serpent had come for the trade that he had told them about. And so as agreed upon before, Aragog and children were going to a place where the trade would normally place.

Ahead of the wondering elephant sized spider, the mecha-basilisk slithered at a sedate pace towards its destination being remotely controlled by the wizard standing on top its head. The muscular adult wizard was wearing a High-tech looking metal armor. His face however was covered with a metallic helmet that was built to resemble a menacing dragon head. This wizard was Harry Potter who was wearing his utility belt body suit that he had recently modified to have magnetic clamps on the soles to allow him to stand on top of the mecha-basilisk. He had also modified the head piece to allow better communication and observation as it now contained an electronic HUD that allowed him to observe his surroundings as well as serve as a computer screen that he could control by either voice or his nanite uplink.

'I have to finish his quick' thought Harry as he mentally navigated the metallic monster beneath him 'Exams start tomorrow and even though I don't need to prepare for them, It's best if I do make sure that I am ready to ace them'

The troupe stopped when they reached the cliff edge. There was nothing special there and area was full of dulled rocks and stones that looked like it had probably fallen from the cliff a long time ago. Aragog clicked his pincers in nervousness. Had this all been an elaborate hoax? Had the great one and its master brought them out here to devour them?

Aragog heard his children converse as the masked wizard and Basilisk moved straight towards the cliff …..and disappear right before their multi-paired eyes. The giant arcomantulas clicked its pincers in relief as this was certainly wand waver's magic fake sight they called illusions that was hiding something in the mountainside. He let out short sharp clicks telling his children to follow as he himself was guided by one of his favorite children moved towards the mountainside hoping the wand wizard had done his magic right. He did not want to get squished!

As they passed through, they entered a dimly lit cavern that ended at a large metallic doorway carved into the edge of the cliff. The mighty serpent and its master awaited them at the doorway. As one they moved onwards staying close to their brethren. This wasn't a situation to their liking. But their fear for the king of serpents was even more!

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Harry waited as the group of spiders slowly moved towards him and the entrance to his mountain lair. It had taken a lot of planning, tirelessly working house-elves, nanites and copious amounts of using time-turners to get this base built on time. The completed and equipped mountain lair had lots of space that had been divided into several levels, each serving its own separate purpose. All of them were needed for his ultimate plans. This place would serve as his main base of production and operation while his secret lab would be limited to hidden bunker base and research facility.

The most work that Harry personally had to do was with casting wards. Harry had cast several common and some not so common wards that he had practiced form the Potter family Grimoire. These wards suited his needs of secrecy and defense, especially in an area so close to active magical settlements. The only ward left to complete was the Fidelus ward as it was the one that required the presence of another one to lock the secret into. The secret was the location of the Fidelus ward on his mountain lair and the one he had chosen to lock the secret into had just arrived along his kin.

'The rate of success of the Fidelus ward relies on the quality of secret keeper's security and loyalty' Harry recalled reading in the Potter Archives, feeling a bit smug at choosing this particular secret keeper 'Nobody would ever think of making an arcomantula the secret keeper. It doesn't hurt that he won't be able to betray me, especially now'

Seeing as Aragog, his chosen candidate for the secret keeper had stopped a little away from him, Harry decided to proceed. He didn't have all night.

"Step forth Aragog!" hissed Harry in his helmet. The voice however, came out from the mouth of his mecha-basilisk. Hesitatingly Aragog did as was asked and came to stand beside the dreaded serpent and its master.

"My master wishes to grant you a great opportunity" hissed out the mecha-basilisk "He wishes for you to hold the secret of this place within yourself. None but you can tell anyone where to find this place" the Basilisk intoned as it moved its head high to look down at the Aragog, snarling and revealing its fangs that sparked with suppressed electricity "you will NOT tell this secret anyone but your children and those chosen by my master. If you do….well let's just say that speaking will be least of you and your children's worries" threatened Harry through the mecha-basilisk. Down below him Aragog trembled and answered meekly.

"Yes great one" clicked Aragog terrified. Even if he couldn't see the shadow of death looming over him, he could feel it. Aragog would never betray this secret. Never!

"Good" hissed the mecha-basilisk "now stay still while my master seals the secret within you"

Pointing his wand at the giant Arcomantulas, Harry started the long chant that was needed to complete the final part of the Fidelus ward. A thin stream of fluffy white ball of light similar in appearance to pensive memory but more condensed emerged from the tip of his wand and slowly moved towards Aragog. The light vanished as soon as it touched Aragog's head.

As soon as the spell was cast, Harry was hit with a wave of exhaustion. Harry was thankful for his magnetic boots as it kept him from stumbling and falling off. That ward had been very draining to casts. This was also the reason for why he had gone through the trouble of making magnetic boots instead of applying a simple sticking charm on his shoes. These types of spells although instant and effective were just a quick fix to a problem and not a permanent solution like Alteran technology had proven itself to be.

"Go tell ONLY your children the secret and then follow us" ordered the Basilisk as it turned slithered towards the metallic door that slid open when sensing and scanning his presence.

He entered a huge and mostly empty hall with a very high ceiling. The hall was a combination of stone and metal. In the front end was a large replica statue of his mecha-basilisk with its eyes glowing making anyone who looked at it feel as if the Serpent was staring at them. Around the Basilisk statue were a dozen holes dug out in the shape of half-spheres, each one the size of a dinner table. Along the walls and ceiling were many large holes, corners and uneven rocky outcroppings with little light getting to them, making them a perfect place for spiders to nest.

This was the project that had been the primary reason to build this mountain lair, the reason that would ensure the Arcomantulas loyalty to him even more than fear of his artificial basilisk would. Not to mention the tidy sum of Galleon's he'd earn from this project.

The entire ground level was dedicated to one single innocent looking purpose. Only it was so much more!

The Arcomantula silk weaving Factory.

The idea was simple. The spiders needed meat. Harry would provide them meat. In return Harry would trade Arcomantula webs equal in mass to the meat he'd give. The more webs that the spider brought in, the more meat they'd get.

It was a win win situation for Harry as not only would he be earning handsomely by weaving and selling Arcomantula web silk but the Arcomantulas would grow dependent on his food supplies as well making them quite the reliably loyal force within the vicinity of Hogwarts. A little something that Harry felt would come in handy especially during his years left in Hogwarts.

'Trouble seemed to have a knack of finding me' thought Harry 'having some expandable allies around would be an excellent idea. Allies that have no quarrel with killing'

They would also be stationed in the ground level base here serving as added security as well.

Not to mention that Harry literally had to spend nothing in getting his arachnid army fed!

He heard the Aragog and his children cautiously enter the hall and gave in wonder at the perfect nesting surroundings only to flinch at the sight of the Basilisk statue.

"Aragog" Harry hissed out, the mecha-basilisk lip synchronizing his voice "tell one of your kin to drop their ball of web in the hole in front of my statue as an offering" Here Harry paused waiting for his words to sink in "If your offering is worthy, my master will reward you"

After a little hesitation, one of the younger scared looking Arcomantula that was the size of a fox was pushed by the others towards the holes. The scared little one nervously neared one of the closest holes and carefully placed its ball of webs into the hole before scampering away a bit.

Everyone watched anxiously as scanning red lights came out from all sides of the hole and scanned the ball. Then in the blink of an eye the ball of Arcomantula web poppet away to be replaced by a small rat that tried to scamper away only to be snatched up the little Arcomantula who had greedily sunk its pincers into its reward.

Harry watched as the other Arcomantulas now excited at the prospect of food moved towards the holes as well.

"Make sure to leave a few of your children behind to guard this place" Hissed out the basilisk as it began to slither away.

'Everything's working accordingly at this end' thought Harry as he mentally commanded the mecha-basilisk to move out and back towards the lake 'I'll just take a quick peek at what's happening at the other end of the production as well'

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Harry quickly parked the mecha-basilisk in its place at his secret lab before rushing towards the new tunnel that led to his mountain lair that he had built close to the scuba bay. Lacking instant teleportation and not knowing any other secure instant magical modes of transport that could be built in a few days, Harry had copied the latest the muggles had in fast transportation and had built a mini Maglev train in the tunnel for fast transport for his secret lab to his mountain lair.

'What I would give to have an Alteran transport' thought Harry morosely as he sped towards his mountain lair 'even the trusty old ring transporters would do'

It took Harry less than a minute to get to his mountain lair. Getting off, Harry looked at the large room he had dedicated for transportation. It had the looks of a subway station and like everything in this base, it was built using Alteran architecture. He had plans to add many things to it including rings transporters and eventually a Stargate as well. Behind the room, the churning and whining sound of a working factory could be heard. He quickly went to a lift at one corner which took him to the 2nd floor where Harry had built his office in the mountain lair that overlooked the factory area where all the real work of this project was taking place. This office was larger, more opulent than the other one and was designed to impress. The entire back wall behind his huge desk and chair was made of transparent material which showed the entire Silk factory down below.

Harry tiredly sat down on his squishy chair, swung around childishly and smiled as he looked at the work that was taking place down below.

'Finally this project is done' Harry thought in relief as his gaze moved from one end to the other observing everything 'doing this was such a waste of my research time ….. But it had to be done. It's a good thing that the Fidelus ward allows those in the affected area to be included in the secret at the time of the casting or I would have had to bring out the house-elves to the Aragog'

The process was simple enough.

At the very corner, a couple of house elves scanned the balls of webs that the arcomantulas presented. The scan would determine the total amount of web in the ball and calculate it's mass. Each house elf had a large metal box beside them that contained hundreds of rats of different sizes that had been 'acquired' form the sewer system of big cities. The House-elf would pick out a rat and magically pop them out for the Arcomantula to feast on while pop in the ball of web that he would put on an assembly line running beside him.

The Assembly line would take the webs to a large multi-sectioned machine that would clean, thread and weave the webs in to the final product that was the very expensive and highly sought out Arcomantula silk. Harry could already see a large bundle of rolled up silk cloth packed and ready to be stored.

Harry leaned back in his chair and watched the whole process with a satisfying smirk on his face. It was a difficult thing to set up but the results would more then make for it. Harry would gain an absolutely loyal force in Hogwart's vicinity and he would earn huge amounts of money selling Arcomantula silk, one of the most sought after and expensive clothing garments in the magical world. And it all cost him nothing at all as the food for the arachnids came from London's sewers thanks to his house-elves and a charmed pied pipers flute, a common wizarding house hold item to remove rodents and pests.

'Now this is what I call killing two birds with one stone and getting paid to boot' thought Harry feeling particular good about himself at the moment.

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In the centre of the castle was a perfectly cubic room that had no doors. The entire floor of the room was covered by a large pool of silvery glowing liquid. All the walls as well as the roof were etched with billions of tiny runes forming various linked and never ending geometric patterns that didn't seem to have any end. The runes would glow occasionally and randomly in a different array of colors giving the illusion of slithering lights. The feeling of the room was oppressively full of magic choking and squeezing any living being that entered it.

This was Central Ward core of Hogwarts. The place where it all began, the place that had taken the founders of Hogwarts years to properly finish and the place from where everything connected to the wards of Hogwarts could be controlled.

And no not even the headmaster knew or had access to his place. The only exceptions were the heirs of Hogwarts that were deemed worthy by the Guardian spirits.

On top of the silvery pool floated four disk-like pedestals the size of dinner plates. On each pedestal was the statue of the house insignia's emblematic animal, namely the Griffin, the Basilisk, the Raven and the Badger.

All of the statues were lifeless and in the frozen state of sleeping.

That changed when a familiar looking glowing sphere phased through the walls. The glowing sphere was the very one that had vacated the ford Angela. The sphere circled the room a few times before it zoomed into the statue of the badger. As soon as it entered the statue, It came to life, let out a big yawn and stretched its limbs a bit as if testing them out for use after a long while before settling down and sniffing around at the other pedestals.

Seeing that the other pedestals were 'vacated', it decided to send out a call to summon them. Opening its mouth, It let out an insistent, deep, throaty, vibrant purr with an oily, bubbling quality that reverberated throughout the room making the runes glow brightly, amplifying the call to the far reaches of the Hogwarts valley.

Satisfied with the current state of events, the now possessed badger statue settled down for a nap until its brethren arrived. The spirit had so much to tell the other three about the serpent that was not being controlled by the heir of two that was pure of heart.

It was not every day that a spirit guardian of Hogwarts found a worthy heir. The last one they had seen was over forty sun cycles ago and although worthy was impure of heart. The badger spirit hoped that this one was better because as an animal its instincts were telling him that trouble was coming.

Maybe after talking to other spirit guardians it would go have a chat with the heir of two in his burrow beneath the castle.

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The next week turned out to be the most bizarre and hectic week of Harry Potter's life. From trying to research everything within his grasp about the foreign soul fragment inside of him, to preparing for his final term examination, Harry was certainly a busy boy. As if that wasn't enough many unusual events happened which included to his dismay his annual life threatening adventure. However all his hard work did bore him some satisfying results.

The vile feeling of hosting a piece of soul of his nemesis led Harry on to a frenzy of research regarding everything he could find out about soul fragments. And while his growing Alteran knowledge provided some insights about the workings of the soul, deep down Harry understood that the Alteran's for all their follies would never study and experiment on precious souls in such a defiling horrible manner.

Fortunately that wasn't the only venue of knowledge available to Harry.

As professional Ward master and Curse breaker, the ancient and noble Potter family were amongst the few magical families and perhaps the only light sided magical family that knew of the vile creation known as the horcruxes.

Invented by dark Egyptian priests in time of old, it was designed to anchor one's soul to the mortal realm by splitting said soul and encasing the soul fragments inside objects. This process created a form of immortality that denied the soul passage to the afterlife. The process was not without its drawbacks as it was a regular cause of mental instability with the person who had performed the terrifying act.

'Makes one wonder why Tom did this to himself?' thought Harry feeling both relief and dread that his foe might not be entirely stable whenever he returns. Relief because a mad Voldemort would be easier to defeat and dread because a mad Voldemort would be unpredictable and definitely cause a lot more collateral damage during his reign of terror.

The Potters knew of such things as the Horcruxes as they had been amongst the first to encounter them during the first Egyptian curse-breaking expeditions within pharaoh tombs and other monumental places within the vast dunes of Egypt.

'Thank Merlin that my ancestors were wise enough to at least document their finding on what was probably the ultimate dark artifact for someone like me to use' thought Harry in relief as he finished his Herbology exam and started to walk back towards the castle along with Neville and Ron to have some lunch.

Listening to Ron whine about the weather, heat and the difficult exam he had to suffer through, Harry wisely tuned him out as his thoughts returned to thinking more about the horcruxes.

Although not specifically stated by his ancestors, Harry had discovered a way to rid himself of the soul fragment by reading their various observations on the dark artifact and combining that knowledge with his new understanding of magic and technology. Though complicated and not completely guaranteed to work, Harry was none the less content for now in knowing that at least a removal method was possible. Truth be told Harry couldn't wait to get rid of it as every time he looked at his face in the mirror, his scar reminded him of the horrible truth hidden beneath it. And every time he saw it, to him it felt as if it was taunting him that all the sacrifices made for him were for nothing as it was still there, bidding its time and that in an ironic twist, Harry was helping his arch-nemesis survive.

'I just have to wait patiently for the perfect opportunity to get rid of this filth stuck to my head, I hope such an opportunity presents itself soon enough' thought Harry not knowing how soon his wish would come true.

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Although during the exam times, the students were usually far too busy to indulge in their regular gossip, there were some things that simply stood out too much for them to not notice and babble to each other about. Some things like the very unusual case of an angry Harry Potter. A sad and depressed Harry they had all seen but an angry one? That was definitely new. This gossiping actually turned out to be in favor of Harry as nobody dared disturbed him, fearing his reaction as they all had rumors of him killings teachers with his bare hands and killing giant monsters with only a sword.

As a result most students wisely stayed out of Harry's way.

Of course let there be none fooled into thinking that Draco Malfoy was like most people. No sir!

So like the very special case that he was, Malfoy alongside his two gorilla bodyguards set out to once again antagonize Potter when he caught sight of a sweaty Harry Potter in the entrance hall returning from attending the Herbology exam alongside is friend the weasel and the squib.

"What's the matter scar head?" taunted Malfoy "You look lik…." That was as far as he was able to say as quick as flash Potter had his wand out and pointed at him and his voice was gone! Potter had cursed him! Angry at being cursed Draco took out his wand and fired off a nasty dark cutting curse at him. Only nothing happened. It took a little while for his inbred brain to realize that he couldn't have cast spells without speaking as he had yet to master wordless casting.

By now a large group of students had gathered up to watch the latest Potter-Malfoy squabble as it was always very entertaining to watch. When they saw Malfoy redden in embarrassment at realizing his foolish mistake they couldn't help but laugh at him.

Looking at the crowd gathered laughing at him Malfoy's anger grew even more! Nobody made a fool out of him and got away with it! Looking at his cronies who staring at him confusingly, he indicated them to attack Potter. Being the loyal bodyguards they were and not being very talented with the use of their wands yet, they cracked their knuckles and rushed forward to attack Potter. With the intent to beat the crap out of him!

The gathered students watched as the two mini-trolls rushed at Potter and his friends. They already knew the outcome as Harry Potter moved his wand arm. So they were surprised and his fan-girls a little horrified when instead of blasting the two Slytherins, he calmly put his wand back into his pocket and got into a fighting stance. Few noticed that Longbottom had gotten into a similar fighting stance while Weasley was starting to realize that this was indeed a fight and was patting down his pockets in search of his wand.

The students thought they knew what the outcome would be now that it was only a physical fight. Too many times had Malfoy's goons had put students in the hospital wing on Malfoy junior's whim. So they were thoroughly shocked when Potter and Longbottom fought the two semi-trolls bare-handed and won their little squabble without as much as a scratch on them. As unbelievable it was, the results spoke for themselves though as Crabbe was sitting on the ground where he had been dropped by Harry clutching his broken wrist moaning loudly while Goyle was in a similar position thanks to Neville only he was gingerly touching his broken nose and wincing.

Naturally when the Professors came to discover what was going on, Harry and Neville got detention that they would serve after exams were over. Both didn't mind that at all as Harry had a lot of request from his house-elves wanting to perform detentions while Neville was just too satisfied at having some revenge on the bullies to care.

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'I shouldn't have done that' an angry and sweaty Harry cursed himself for losing his self-control and attacking the blonde wonder of pompous idiocy. 'Still it felt good to curse Malfoy!' silently chuckled an amused Harry under his invisibility cloak as he quietly walked towards his secret lab. As his marauder's map had been confiscated, Harry had been forced to rely on his surveillance drone network to provide him radar-like view of his surroundings on his wrist watches screen. While tomorrow would be the last days of his exams Harry was more than prepared for them and had some very important inventing and 'research' to do.

Arriving in his secret lab, Harry sat down in his office and looked through all the ongoing projects on his holo-screen that were being performed by his house elves as well as his machines. All was happening as planned. The factory was working smoothly. The nanites Surveillance drones were working perfectly recording every little bit of information taking place including the magical signatures of people as well as spells within Hogwarts, forbidden forest and Hogsmeade village.

Seeing as the initial phase of testing the Surveillance drones was successful, Harry gave the go ahead for second phase of spreading the nanites Surveillance drones which involved spreading them throughout all of magical and muggle Britain. Harry planned to do more but for now that would occupy his super computer and its AI sufficiently and until Harry built a better and faster computer dedicated to surveillance, that was all that would be done. He didn't want his systems completely bogged down with analyzing that much information as he had many more tasks he needed his computer to do.

Finished with his routine checkup, Harry uploaded the designs for something that he had begun working on recently. Knowing that the extraction process involving the soul fragment could be lethal and having personnel history of getting injured in most cases, Harry planned to build this device to help him in recovering swiftly.

Harry was building an ancient healing device.

Although not as powerful or strong as the final healing devices that the Alterans had created, his not so little cube machine was an earlier model and could heal most life threatening injuries in a matter of hours. It used a combination of healing nanties, rejuvenating healing bio-energies and redirecting Harry's own internal energy (magic) to repair the damage done. It had its own AI that was specifically designed to deal with anatomy and healing. It was nothing compared to the ultimate Alteran one as that one could heal in a matter of minutes and could heal any injuries apart from the most severe head injuries. Harry had yet to master enough of the Lateran knowledge to build those yet.

'It should do for now' thought Harry as he began walking towards the latest section added to his lab 'At least it would help me in my physical healing' thought Harry. He wanted to build this machine because he knew from experience that a quick healing method would be required if he wanted to keep everything he did down here a secret. It was also a part of the next practical examination FERU had demanded of him. With this completed Harry could complete his level 4 exams and get the level 5 memory dump.

Arriving at his intended destination Harry observed the newest section of his lab.

The fabrication chamber

Lacking the technology of true energy to matter manipulation fabrication, Harry had improvised.

The chamber basically consisted of circular control console and large number of robotic arms of various sizes hanging from the ceiling as well the side walls. The chamber also had a large number of its own construction nanties that he had modified to be better at construction. Harry had recently built this place so that technological items could be built in large numbers here. He could control the construction process himself or let his super computer handle it. It also had a basic scanning device he could build. It was no match to the Alteran designs, but still it did good basic works. It suited his needs for now.

Quickly Harry ordered the machine to build the healing cube device. He had to finish this fast and get back to sleeping. He had exams tomorrow.

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Neville Longbottom was sitting in the common room talking to-err keeping an eye on his friend Ginny Weasley. They had just given the last of their exams and were enjoying the freedom. And while Ginny went on and on about something or another, Neville's thoughts however were fixed on one particular event that had happened to him today after he had given his divination exam.

He had actually heard a real live prophesy!

And he couldn't believe that a fraud like Trelawney had the seer's gift!

Growing up as the heir to an ancient and noble family, Neville was taught the value of many things others considered futile or inadequate. One of them was the value and respect of a prophecy. Although vague, they gave some indications of what was about to happen anytime in the future. Prophecies always came in two flavors, either very good or very bad. It all depended on how one perceived the situation. The prophecy that Neville had the misfortune of hearing was very bad as far as Neville was concerned as it talked about the return of the Dark lord!

He had told Harry who had listened to it distractedly and had brushed it off stating that he didn't believe anything that came out of Trelawney's mouth. Neville had tried his best to make Harry understand but all he had achieved was Harry agreeing to talk to him later about it.

And now Harry had disappeared again. And while it was quite normal for his raven-haired friend to do that, what was troubling was that Ron and Hermione were nowhere to be seen as well. It was all looking to be all too familiar to what happened in their first year when they had petrified him and had gone off on their little adventure.

He had decided to wait for his friends in the common room but he had yet to show up. Now it was pat curfew and there was no sign of them.

He was broken out of his thoughts by the red-head placing her hand comfortingly on his own

"Don't worry Neville, I'm sure they'll be fine' said Ginny soothingly as she rubbed circles on Neville larger rough hands.

Neville blushed a bit but kept his emotions in check. Being close to Ginny, he had learned that she wasn't as bad as he had thought her to be and was actually nice in her own way when you got to know her better. Still Harry had given him an important job to keep a watch on the Weasley girl for any sign of suspicions. He wouldn't fail his best friend!

'I don't like her THAT way!' Neville thought vehemently trying to convince himself, his thoughts thoroughly derailed by the cute red-head sitting next to him, holding his hand.

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Under his invisibility cloak Harry sighed internally as he, Ron and Hermione made their way silently towards Hagrid's cabin to see him before Buckbeak's execution. He knew this a huge mistake to do this yet as soon as he had looked at his friend's faces after reading Hagrid's teary message, he knew that going would the only option.

'What I do keep our eroding friendships running' sighed Harry. He knew that their friendship wasn't as strong as it had been before FERU came into his life. Harry had matured too much, too fast and had left his friends behind in those departments. Logically, Harry knew that being friends with them would hinder his progress, that they were deadweight attached to him by the decaying threads of friendship and that if he wanted to achieve his goals faster, he would have to let them go and hope they'd understand.

But as logical as it may be, Harry couldn't bring himself to do it. They were his first friends. And for someone who had no parents, no family, no loved ones, friends were everything.

He also felt a little guilty for the talk that he'd had with Hermione because after that she had been a little distant from him. It left conflicting emotions in him as he both liked and disliked the situation.

Still they were his friends and without them Harry knew he had nothing that keep him grounded to humanity.

That was why Harry had agreed to go on this risky adventure with his friends again. They didn't understand that events were turning out to be quite similar to previous years and that a show-down of some sort was bound to happen sooner or later as it always did.

Harry desperately hoped that it didn't happen tonight even though his gut instincts were telling him otherwise.

'Let's hope everything ends up in a positive note' thought Harry as they reached Hagrid's hut 'and if it doesn't I'll just have to make sure it does' thought Harry decisively.

TBC…..

A/N: the chapter was coming out too big & I couldn't find a suitable end so I cut it at this point. 2/3rd of the next chapter is written. So expect an update soon! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW!