《Harry Potter - Book 1 - Arrival To The Harry Potter World As a Villain!》Chapter 9 - House elf's and Punishments!
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Earth~
Malfoy Manor, Wiltshire, England~
November 1, 1990, ~
"Come, Lucius, let's sit down as I have a task for you, but before that, I need you to bring me the black book I gave you," Tom said and went to his seat and looking at the man who followed him.
"Of course my lord, DOBBY!" Lucius said as he sat in the chair on the left side of the table.
A crack as heard and a three-foot-tall house-elf with bat-like ears and green eyes the size of tennis balls appeared next to Lucius, he was also trembling, one look at him and Tom knew that this guy was listing to their conversation.
"Dobby, go and bring me the black book in my study which is behind the Portrait in the room." Lucius ordered Dobby who said "Yes. sir." Before vanishing with a crack.
Tom followed the house-elf with his magic when he vanished and felt that him appearing in a room in the manor, after he got there it looks like he used magic to open something as he felt the elf magic being used.
Tom saw that the elf started to walk in circles after getting the book as he could feel his magic on whatever the elf was holding, he smiled as there was a crack and the elf reappeared next to Lucius while holding a dark diary.
"Here is yous book sir," Dobby said as he tried not to look at Lucius who took the book from the elf before looking at Tom.
"Here is it my lord," Lucius said as he handed the book to him.
Tom took the book from Lucius and looked at the book while holding his wand lazily in his left hand.
"Lucius?" Tom said not looking at the man at all.
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"Yes my lord?" asked Lucius as he was prepared to listen to the carefully, maybe he could be rewarded since he took care of the book that well.
"Crucio!" A yellow yet of light flew from the boney wand in Toms' hand and hit the man who was sitting next to him.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGHHHH!" Lucius screamed as he felt like every cell in his body was being pricked by needles and endless agony coursed through his body.
Dobby was shocked by this development before he could protect his master as his magic tried to make him, a yellow-green light hit him and before he lost his reason he heard the cold ruthless voice of Tom
"Imperio!"
"Bring me the Book you hide," Tom ordered the elf he put under the Imperius Curse as the book he held in his hands burst into blue flames and turned the book to ashes.
He looked at the man withering on the ground, he held the spell for while longer before he let go of the spell, the man's vocal cords were sore due to the man's screams so he could only roll on the ground due to pain.
A few seconds later the elf came back with a book that looked similar to the book he already burned, the elf didn't hesitate to hand it over to Tom who took it in his hand, he could feel the dark magic coming from the book as he held it in his hand.
He could already feel the effects of the book as he felt his magic resonate with the book.
He looked at Lucius "Go up and clean yourself and come back when I call you and you are not allowed to tell anyone of my return and that also means no running and talking to Severus." Tom said to the man as he took out a pen.
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There is no way he would use fether and ink when he has a pen.
"Y..y.yes m.yy l..ord." Lucius was not an idiot when he saw all that happened even though he was in pain, compared to the past 'Crucio's' this one was tame so he could still think and he put all the points together as he looked at the elf standing rigged at side with hatred as went out of the room to get himself cleaned up as well as take potion for the pain as he could barely walk, the only reason he was still on his feet is thanks to his walking stick.
After he left he closed the door leaving the elf and Tom who moved his hand to the side and cast a spell to shield for any interruptions.
He opened the first page of the book and took out a pen.
"Hello, younger me." He wrote and he watched as the ink went inside the book.
"Hello, older self." Book wrote back.
"Open the soul link between us." Tom wrote as he looked at Voldemorts soul when he saw that the book glow he put his hand on it and started to connect their souls.
By opening the soul like he can send memory's to the younger Voldemort but after the process began the young soul found a problem as he felt himself getting devoured by something, he tried to resist but it was already too late.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" the book wrote before the writing vanished and was replaced with.
"Well, this place is cozy."
Tom looked at the writing and took his hand away and panted as he felt his power grow weak, it would take at least 1 week to get back to full power but it's worth it.
Because now he has taken full control of the Horcruxes, and you can say that he also has an avatar as he felt the clear link between them.
All he had to do now is to find a poor soul to drain the life off so his avatar could get a body, with an avatar he could make things so much easier after all, we do need someone to keep the old professor occupied so he doesn't mess up the plan for the ministry of magic.
And with a young Dark Lord going back to school as a student?
Well, it will definitely distract the old man.
This is will fun Tom thought as he looked forward to the old goat's reaction, who knows he might have a stroke and die out of shock.
Tom smiled at that thought before looking at the elf "Go and bring me a homeless wizard, make sure you're not followed and erase your magic trace's" Tom ordered elf who left with a crack.
After few minutes there was crack with a bang as something hit the ground, Tom looked at the man who was tied up on the ground and smiled, the man looked around wildly before he could speak and ask where he was he was stopped
"Imperio!"
A yellow-green light hit the man's face and he went into a daze.
"Here, go and pour all your heart secrets and feelings into the book," Tom said as he vanished the robes holding the man and throwing the pen and book at the man trapping his soul inside the pages of the diary, slowly giving power to Tom's plan.
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