《Harry Potter - Book 1 - Arrival To The Harry Potter World As a Villain!》Chapter 3 - Preprations!
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Earth~
November 3, 1981, ~
In a forest, there was a ghost floating around with birds flying away from their nests on threes in order to get away from the ghost.
The ghost is floating in circles as he put his hand on his chin to show that he was pondering about something.
This ghost is, of course, our main lead Tom Morvolo Riddle.
"Fuck how can I get a body, except for few simple wandless spells there is nothing I can do in this state," Tom said to himself as he thought of a way to get his body.
He has been thinking about what to do for 3 days, a good thing about being in a spectral state is that he doesn't get hungry.
But he can feel that he is getting weaker and that he can't keep this up for a week or else he would become a mindless ghost.
'Do I really have to call for that fat rat?' Tom thought as he could feel the mark of his followers throughout the country.
This was one of the good things about knowing about the future as he knew that Peter Pettigrew not only was not captured but also had his wand.
"Not to mention that rat is coward, I won't have to waste my magic to get him to do what I want." Tom said as he connected his mind to the mark in his soul were he could feel all those who are marked.
Honestly how he created this mark is impressive as it's like a GPS he can use to find those marked to him.
"Now I can't find the person I want without being able to use the hand of someone who is market so I have to careful not to call the wrong person, also I have to disable the mark on Snape before I get a body or else that will allow Dumbledor to know I am which I can't allow." Tom said before looking through his memory for the magic signature of the rat.
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"Got it!" He said as he locked into Peter Pettigrew's mark.
He sent his magic into the mark which trembled before it got darker and within few minutes a Crack was heard and a fat man appeared next to the ghost and he looked fearfully towards the ghost as he started to shake.
The chubby man had balding mousy brown hair and blue eyes, he had on a dark tattered suit jacket and pants with a dark ruined shirt underneath.
"WORMTAIL YOU DARE MAKE ME WAIT!" Tom shouted towards the shaking fat man on his knees.
Of course, he wasn't angry as he was rather happy he took few minutes as he needs to think about how to play this.
So he decided to play from the Harry Potter and act how Voldemort always shouted at Peter in order to make him fearful, not that he was having fun watching this traitor shake.
"M..m.y L.or.r.rd.d!!" Peter said in a whimper as he looked at the smoke under the person in front of him as he didn't dare look up towards the face of the person as he heard the familiar shout, only his lord could make shouting so terrible and dark.
Not to mention he was scared to death when his mark got darker and started to burn while he was in the bed of a red-haired kid.
He has already been told that the dark lord was dead in the news but he was skeptical as his lord kept telling his minions that his immortal every now and then.
"WORMTAIL!" Tom shouted again just for the fun of it, he was really having fun shouting 'Wormtail', no wonder Voldemort kept him close.
"M.m.y Lorrd I h.aav..ve you..r.r Wand" Peter said as he took out a bony stick from his jacket and presented it to the ghost who looked at him as if he was an idiot.
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'Ah, the IQ of this guy is really bad, can't he see I am a ghost, Forget it let's not waste more time.' Tom thought as he looked at the familiar wand that kept calling out to him.
"Wormtail, you keep it for me, right now I have a task for you and you better not mess this up or else you are going to wish you were dead!" Tom said in an indifferent tone as he looked at Peter with cold eyes.
Peter was startled as he was expecting a 'Crucio' because it was what he got used to whenever he was close to the dark lord.
But his surprise didn't take time as he looked up and put the wand away when he looked at the red snake-like eyes that were looking at him, chills went through his whole back and his hair stood up in goosebumps.
"Let's go Wormtail, and you better keep up." Tom said as he started to float away into the forest towards the direction of where his manor was or the Riddle manor.
His mind was already on how to get his body back these past 3 days kept looking for information from his memory and he only found the Regeneration potion to be the only thing aside from the sorcerer's stone which he can't get at the moment.
Not to mention the Regeneration potion is so much easier to make as all the ingredients are already at his manor gathered by Voldemort in case he ever lost his body, smart fellow that guy.
Riddle Manor~
As they arrived at the manor he made wormtail do all the preparation for the potion as he thought about how to get the 'Blood of the enemy, forcibly taken, you will resurrect your foe.'
The use of Harry's blood in the potion, however, would be a mistake as it prevented Voldemort from killing Harry because the blood passed Lily Potter's protection to Voldemort and anchored Harry to the living world through him, ensuring the Dark Lord's defeat 13 years later. Voldemort believed, out of his lack of understanding love, that by using Harry's blood, it would allow him to bypass Lily's protection, when in fact it actually strengthened it.
So there is no way he was going to use Harry's blood, not to mention he has a lot of enemies he can choose from, it was only Voldemort pride that was in the way of his resurrection.
And thank god I won't have to worry about looking like a skeleton with no nose after using this position.
This potion is an "old piece of dark magic" that restores a wizard whose body has become maimed and disfigured to their true and whole bodily form which means as long as he has a complete soul (which he does) he will come out looking like a human.
"Massstarr!" A snake comes out of the house and next to him and Tom was almost scared to death but calmed down as he understood the snake and memories of the snake came to his mind.
'This fucker scared the shit out me' Tom thought as he sweatdropped.
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