Chapter 9

Harry stood where he was looking at the portrait of one of the founders of Hogwarts. He found the study of one of the most known dark lords in the history books and he turns out to be a jedi.

"Are you going to answer me kid, I'm not repeating it a third time" Slytherin said

"Well.. I..I" Harry couldn't speak.

"What, did you parent never teach you how to address people or not to go through others property? If not then they must be very disappointed in you" Unfortunately this gave him the push he needed but it also made him very angry.

"I found this place by using the force to open the door. I also know what this weapon is and have one myself" Harry was radiating power and the walls began to shake, everything not nailed down was rattling. "Now I've answered your questions now you understand this, through the years since your death you have been known as one of the greatest dark lords ever in history. You are also rumored to have invented genocide. Now I know that most of these are false just from the color of your blade and the fact that you own one" He slammed his hand down hard on the desk creating a small dent on it. "So now that you are awake you can dispel these rumors and teachings but if you say anything about my parents again you won't be able too for I will have burned your portrait into nothing but ash and dumb your pet snake's blood on it to stop the fire" Harry's emerald eyes were burning with power and truth behind them. The saber in his hand that was once glowing snow white slowly was starting to darken into a light shade of red.

"Ok young man, calm down. I'm sorry that I have offended you. Just stop, you're going to destroy my study" Harry stopped radiating power and took several deep breaths before he looked visibly calmer. The lightsaber turned back to white and Harry put it back in the case sealing it once again.

"I'm sorry I never get like that even when it comes to my parents. I thinks that it was because it was your descendant that killed them"

"My descendant? Who?"

"Tom Riddle also known as Voldemort. He is or was the heir of your line before I took it by right of conquest"

"Riddle? I don't recall a Riddle in my family. What year is it?"

"It is 1994 Sir"

"Well that is a long time to be a sleep. What was the last heir before Riddle?

"I'm not sure but the Graunt family were the last people to speak to snakes"

"Then how did you get down here?"

"I can also speak to snakes thanks to Voldemort for accidentally making me a horcrux but when I had I removed I lost the ability until I gained it back after becoming Lord Slytherin"

"How do you accidentally create a horcrux?"

"When you survive the killing curse and having it rebound onto the caster splitting his soul"

"Well I guess that is one way but how did you learn the force and where is you lightsaber?"

"My blade is hidden in my trunk and I learned the force from my master, a survivor of the jedi purge"

"Jedi purge?" Harry then told his story of not only how he came across Mace Windu and his tale but what he has been through for his short life.

"That is quite the life you are having. You seem like you could use some help. I can help you but I don't know if I should as you killed my familia"

"For the record it tried to kill me first and I could use some but no offence I don't think you alone you can help"

"Oh I won't be alone, there is someone else who know of the force, my master"

"What? But I was lucky enough to have found your painting. How am I supposed to find another lost portrait"

"You won't have, now that I'm awake I can lead you there where you can wake him"

"Ok lets go"

"Great now close the main entrance to the study and open the secret path behind the shields" Harry used the force to close the main door and walked over to the collection of used shield. He hissed the path open and stairs leading up wards were revealed when the section of the wall moved.

He was about to start up the stairs when he heard a cough coming behind him.

"*cough* You forgetting someone? I can't move between paintings"

"Oh right" he walked over to Slytherin. He took him off the wall and cast a shrinking charm making him the size of hand mirror.

He started up the stairs but came to a dead end. Hissing once more the walls began to disappear showing a tall way on the second floor.

"Now head up to the sixth floor" he threw on his invisibility cloak and climbed the many steps. He was halfway up when Harry could resist not asking him a question in need of answering.

"Hey Slytherin?"

"Yes"

"I was wondering something, why is it that the entrance to the chamber in the girls bathroom?"

"Well...umm...you see when I was younger when I had it built and the bathroom was...umm built around it" He turned away from him.

"Owe..my..god, you were a pervert weren't you?" Harry was struggling not to laugh.

"No I wasn't! Like I said it was when I was younger, like seventeen, I didn't know the building plans for Hogwarts back then, it was just construction error"

"An error that had your secret chamber built in the girls bathroom or an error that had a girls bathroom built around your secret chamber and an error you didn't bother correcting?" Harry was now smirking.

"It was a mistake. It was supposed to be a bathhouse"

"That's not any better. Watching girls, little twelve and eleven year old girls wash themselves or use the loo. Your going from pervert to pedophil faster then a snitch"

"Quit trying to make be look like a worse of a guy. This alone could have my chance of redemption destroyed. I was young and in your time above ten years of age was considered as an adult"

"So was it puberty that started your perverted trait? That's normal. Or was it a common fetish back in your time?"

"I AM NOT A PERVERT!"

"Was not, remember you're dead"

"That's good for you otherwise you'll be in so much pain right now"

"Sure. Oh we're here. Where to now?"

"Your going to go down the hall and take the next hallway on the right," Harry proceeded down, "now halfway down your going to come across a tapestry of a swamp" Harry found it, "I want you to walk through it"

"Walk through it?"

"Yes" Harry just shrugged his shoulder before stepping through the tapestry.

He was then in a small narrow passageway with a door at the end. Walking down and opening the door he entered a big room full of machines and what looked liked weapons, gun shaped weapons. At the end was a large painting of a man.

"This is Bago Alphonse, he is a great wizard but he is also my master and I believe it is time for him to wake up"

Harry resized Salazar and leaned him on the wall by the door. He walked up to the painting and placed a hand on it letting magic flow through the frame. Bago started to move and finally wake up.

Once awake he just stared at Harry for moment not saying a word. Harry could see that Bago has long blond hair that went down to his shoulders, a patch over his left eye and the right was a deep ocean blue, he looked to be in his mid forties and what really stood out was the silver armored arm one left side"

"Who has finally awakened me? Oh it's my old student, how have you been?" Bago said

"I've been good master. Have learned that many years have past and some dark thing about my descendent" said Slytherin

"Such as?"

"He has done many things just to kill this boy including take his parents at only one"

"That is indeed a sad thing for someone so young" he turned towards Harry "Hello young man, what is your name?"

"My name is Harry Potter the boy who lived, Lord of the Ancient and Noble House of Potter, Peverell, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin also a Jedi padawan." Harry spoke

"Well Mr. Potter, I am Bago Alphonse an old and forgotten Jedi master. I was taught by N'Kata Del Gormo of the Galactic Republic with my friend Yoda. Who is your master?"

"My master is Made Windu of the Old Republic. He is one of the last Jedi from that era"

"What happened to the rest?"

"A purge that was led by the chancellor with his clone army. The chancellor was a sith and is now emperor"

"And why have you come here?"

"I seek guidance. I am already training in combat and in the force but not in knowing. My life has been controlled by another for a purpose I do not understand. My family who were once at odds forgave and reunited but the last of my family were made to hate and abuse me by the same person controlling me. He had also blocked my mind, power and kept a cursed soul fragment in my head. He did this to make me think that I owe him, this much I know."

Silence filled the room for several moments.

"So he controlled your family the way he did so when he came to "free" you, you would feel like you owe him or his acquaintance, but you don't know why or why did the other thing, right?" Harry nodded. Bago continued,

"The blocks, it would seem that he is either scared of you surpassing him or anyone doing so, jealous that he is not as powerful as you, or both and blocked your true power and only leaving you enough to complete a task that will bring your demise"

"But why? Why do this? What is so special about me that I need to be controlled by a school headmaster?"

"The truth is that you are not special, in fact you weren't supposed to have so much power. You were most likely to be and above average wizard in magic but the blocks have given you more power and developed your ability for you body to restore your magic power more quickly"

"I don't understand how."

"The blocks only gave you limited access to your full potential and because of this as your body and magic core grew so did your need for more magic, increasing your absorption of magic making you strong then you should have been with the blocks but now that they are gone you are even more stronger than before. Your headmaster feared that you would surpass him that is why he did this to you"

"So it was the old man's incompetence and fear that has made me stronger then him, but why would he fear me surpassing him?"

"He is most likely a power hungry man and obsessed with control, and if his power threaten he stops it"

"But why me? How would he have known I would one day surpass him?"

"I do not know, but I do have a few theories. There may be something to do with destiny, like some prophecy about you, he could just be after your money and since you are one the most influential people in your time he could be using you to his advantage leading you down a path to your death, or maybe it's not just you"

"What do you mean not just me?"

"I believe that would be obvious. You're not the first person to be in this situation and most likely won't be the last if he isn't stopped"

"How do I do that?"

"That is something I can not answer, you must do this on your own. You are afraid, yes?" Harry nodded "Don't be. There is nothing to afraid of, he is only one man."

"A man who is considered to be god to the magical world, who is untouchable and has controlled and made my life hell. But no I am not afraid of him or to fight him, I'm afraid of the truth of what he knows about my parents death, I'm afraid of his retaliation towards the ones I care for, I'm afraid of what I would have to do to end this" Harry shouted.

"You are more than capable of doing what need to be done Harry Potter, after all you are a Jedi in training and a wizard to boot. This man can only do so much before he is at your mercy. Let me give you some wisdom and trust my words. Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to suffering. This is the path to the dark side, a path you should not follow for if you even look at this path, it always look back"

"I believe it is time for me to leave Master Alphonse. Thank you for the advice, until next time"

"Just one last question young one. Why are you call the boy who lived?"

"I am the only survived of the killing curse, sir. It has never been done as it is instant death" Harry bowed, turned and walked out the door heading back to the common room where he just read for the remainder of the night

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Weeks have passed since meeting Bago Alphonse and he hasn't seen him since. He turned the opened area in the Chamber of Secrets into his training room. Using his holoprojector to contact Windu so he could still be trained by him every night during the week for a few hours.

He was doing well in his classes, he even began to pay attention in divinations for a few days before he just practiced his mind exercises and meditation or just skipped the class entirely. He is considered to be the second smartest student of their year right behind Hermione but he is clustered with his schedule, but he wouldn't be if his ex-friend Ron wouldn't stop bothering him with fake apologies. When word got around that they weren't friends anymore people were nicer to him even Snake stopped giving him a hard time.

Harry and Hermione celebrated her birthday alone in an unused classroom with food and a meeting with the serpent founder. She was so excited when she saw him, it took a bit for her to calm down. Afterwards Harry gave her two wrapped gifts one big and the other small. She opened the high one first, it was a book called Magical Creatures of the World: Guide to Understanding, it was the main book she reads in the Ravenclaw library but it also had an author signature from Newt Scamander in the back. Opening the next one, it a necklace with a silver chain and an owl pendant with its wings open and the words 'BEST FRIENDS' engraved on the back. She nearly cried when opening it and has worn it everyday and hasn't taken it off since he gave it to her.

As the end of October approaches, Harry is worried about the coming Halloween holiday as every year something threatens his life in one way or another but this time with his new training and powers he's at least ready for whatever might happen.

A week before Halloween the two guest schools decide to arrive. The Bulgarian school Durmstrang Institute showed up in a boat rising from the Black Lake and the French school Beauxbatons Academy of Magic arrived by carriage pulled by several winged horses, Pegasus.

Now the day of who will become champions has come and everyone was waiting for if they were going to be chosen.

"Everyone settle down," said Dumbledore " The time is almost upon us to see who will become out Triwizard Champions" the students clapped and cheer. "And to those who are chosen please come down and enter the chamber on the left, now for our contestants" everyone suddenly went silent.

The goblets fire turned from blue to red and three pieces of parchment shot out.

"The champion for Durmstrang is Viktor Krum" the Durmstrang students cheered loudly and shouted, their headmaster being the loudest, as Krum stood up and made his way down to Dumbledore and into the side chamber

"The champion for Beauxbatons is Fleur Delacour" instead of loud cheering and shouting she was given enthusiastic polite claps as she followed Krum.

"The Hogwarts champion is Cedric Diggory" the Hufflepuffs were just as loud as the Durmstrang while the other Hogwarts students clapped to be polite.

"Now our champions have been selected, we wait for the first task that will be held on November 25 and I expect everyone including our visiting school to give every ounce of support you can giv…"

The fire in the goblet turned red once more and a long strand of fire shot out and borne upon it was another parchment. Grabbing it Dumbledore read the name and was not shocked and seem to be smiling as he read it.

"Harry Potter. HARRY POTTER!" Dumbledore shouted.

Harry didn't move from where he was sitting. He new something would happen but this was the most obvious plot to kill him he didn't think it could/would happen, but it did.

"Harry you need to go" Hermione said

"But Mione I don't want this. I didn't enter." Harry said in a frantic voice.

"I know" she said in a sweet, sincere tone "but you have to go. I'll be waiting in the common room, ok" she took his hand a gave it a squeeze before letting go.

Harry got to his feet, trod of the hem of his robes, and stumbled slightly. He set off up the gap between the Gryffindor and the Hufflepuff tables. As he was walking he could feel hundreds and hundreds of eyes upon him, as though each were a searchlight. The buzzing of whispers grew louder and louder each second, someone shouted "Cheater" and "No fair, he isn't even seventeen". After what seemed like hours, he was right in front of Dumbledore, feeling the stares from the teachers upon him.. Harry went through the door out of the Great Hall and found himself in a smaller room similar to a lounge room with an open fire in the fireplace on the opposite wall of him.

Viktor Krum, Cedric diggory, and Fleur Delacour were grouped around the fire showing different expressions. Fleur was sitting down in the loveseat looking very anxious, Cedric was in the chair across from her with his eyes closed, facing the fire and visibly sweating, and Krum was leaning against the fireplace hunched-up and brooding. When Harry entered the room Fleur turned and looked at him throwing back her long silver hair.

"What is it?" She said "Do zey want us back in ze Hall?"

"No. There has been a problem that will be soon addressed" Cedric turned to look at Harry as so did Krum. When Cedric saw that it was Harry he instantly knew what had happened.

"So who's trying to kill you this year Potter?"

"Not sure but this is the least creative of every attempt so far"

"So you didn't put your name in of your own free will?"

"Diggory it's a deadly tournament, people try to kill me because I'm The-Boy-Who-Lived. Why would I want more attempts to end my life."

"Well Potter you don't seem to want it but you get it"

"Oh I know. How do I tell that to others and them believing me?"

"You could do a magical oath. Which is just swearing on your magic about something with no loopholes in the sentence while holding your…" he did get to finish the doors reopened.

Entering were professors Moody, McGonagall, Snape and Dumbledore, the two guest headmasters, and the two ministry officials. Dumbledore raced over to harry and grabbed him by his shoulders and pushed them up against the wall.

"Did you put your name in the cup?"

"No sir"

"Did you ask any of the older students to do it for you?"

"No sir"

"Are you absolutely sure?"

"Yes sir"

"He iz lying" said Madame Maxime

"The hell he is. The Goblet of Fire is an exceptionally powerful magical object, only an exceptionally powerful confundus charm could've hoodwinked it, magic way beyond the talents of a fourth year." Said Mad-eye

"You seem to have given this a bit of thought, Mad-eye" said the Durmstrang headmaster

"It's was once my job to think as dark wizards do Karkaroff, care to remember that"

"Enough!" Harry shouted. Looking towards Madame Maxime, "I am not lying. I didn't enter the tournament nor did I wanted too," Facing Dumbledore, "and you will not hand me like that again or even touch me for the matter Dumbledore" Harry grabbed the old man's wrist and used some wandless magic to heat up his hand past boiling. Dumbledore's wrist started turning red and you could hear his skin sizzling. He held him there until the old mans screams were heard then throwing him onto the ground.

"That was a warning Professor, now as for the rest of you," he turned towards the other adults "Attack me, ridicule me, disregard the truth, I don't care but you best be warned doing so will make me your enemy and I won't hold back"

Everyone was stunned by his words, his wandless magic, and attacking Dumbledore. Barty Crouch looked livid at his actions.

"Mr. Potter how dare you attack and threaten your headmaster" said Crouch, "You are not the law nor above it and have no right to attack him unmotivated"

"Unmotivated! Unmotivated!? He manhandled me in an aggressive way that could have indicated an attack towards me"

"But it wasn't."

"Doesn't matter. And your mentioning of the law is correct so we are on the same page, I am not above the above the law but here I am the law as by him attacking me I can legally kill the headmaster where he stands and you can do anything about or did you forget who I am and what I told you at the World Cup"

He turned around and left the room heading back to the common room. As he entered the room everyone went silent and just stared at him. Looking around the room he spotted Hermione sitting on the couch smiling at him.

Taking a deep breath Harry spoke raising his wand, "I'm only doing this once so pay attention. I swear on my magic that I did not enter my name in the goblet of fire of my own free will nor ask anyone to do it for me." a flash of light appeared from his wand. With a wave he cast the lumos spell lighting his wand tip.

"We all good? Alright I'm done you now know the truth. Hermione I think we need a new study schedule but can we talk in the morning"

"Of course Harry, goodnight" she got up and gave him a hug before going up the stairs.

"Does anyone have anything to say? No, alright" he headed up to his bed only to come face with an annoyance.

"Well congratulations, Harry Potter gets everything handed to him once again" said Ron

"What are complaining about now Weasley?" Said Harry

"Oh just that you entered the tournament and wouldn't even help me enter as well or even tell me you did"

"I made my point clear downstairs, Weasley, that I did not enter my name in the bloody goblet and even if I for some stupid reason wanted too, why would tell you about it"

"Because I'm your best mate Potter. You're supposed to tell me everything"

"I don't have to tell you shit as you've lost my friendship on the train when you accused me of dividing your family and we haven't even spoken since not counting your pathetic excuses for an apology "

"I'm trying to make amends for what I said but you keep brushing me off thinking your better than me. Oh Harry Potter gets everything, money, fame, any girl he wants and soon everlasting glory while the rest of us are nothing but dirt to him"

"This just shows how stupid your truly are. I would gladly trade all that just for a few minutes with my parents. But you wouldn't know how I feel because you don't know what it's like to lose everything and your envy over my fame and money is not something one should have. If you really want to be me I can help by killing your entire family leaving you alone in the world with no love, no comfort, no memories, no personal space but you will have money and be praised for all time until something bad happens and you become the most hated person around, so when do you want me to start I'm free now, let's go but we also need someone to throw killing curses at you so you could have an accomplishment. Oh wait, how could I have forgotten, you would have space at every meal since no one wants to sit by you as you stuff your face like the fat pig you are"

Ron was looking at him with a shocked expression from his words while their roommates backed away to the wall and by the door so they wouldn't get caught in the slaughter the was about to happen.

"You think your so great with you ranting that you have everything…"

"Oh the bloody hell Ron the issue is that you are so jealous of things that don't matter you can have it all but let's get some things clear" Harry walked up to him matching his height as Ron tried to back away only to find himself against a wall, "If you do something that harms me or anyone else just because you believe you are always second best then you better hide for I will show you why death eaters fear me"

Harry went to his bed, change into night wear and drew the curtains before going to sleep but first enjoyed watching the weasel struggle to remove his wet pants while cleaning his mess on the floor. What he didn't know was that whoever remained in the common room heard every word spoken, and it just so happened that biggest gossip girls were apart of that group.