《death's right hand: The Death Bringer》the start of year feast and the death bringer's common room
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Y/n pov:
As the empty gold plates before everyone filled up with food Dumbledore stood up.
Professor Dumbledore: let the feast begin!
As everyone was eating i had some elites walk around the invisible.
(The elites that are walking around)
As I look to my right i see a man with a turban on talking to a man dressed in black.
I grab some food and start to eat enjoying the feast but nothing can beat mom's cooking when she gets it right.
Professor Dumbledore: come to my office tomorrow after your classes
I nod since I was eating some chicken when he asked and didn't want to be rude like how Ron is being when he's talking to Harry about stuff right now with food in his mouth. As I'm eating my dinner professor Dumbledore taps me on the shoulder and leans closer to my left ear to whisper in my ear.
Professor Dumbledore: come to my office on the seventh floor after your first day of classes is over and look for the phoenix gargoyle the password is lemon drops.
I nod as I continue to eat what is left on my plate before the dessert appears next and I take a little bit of dessert. Once all of the dessert was gone Dumbledore stood up.
Professor Dumbledore: the forest on the grounds of the school are off-limits to everyone. Another area that is off-limits is the third floor corridor on the right side of the castle is forbidden to everyone who wishes to not experience a most very painful death. Now off to bed everyone.
I stand up and follow Evelyn to the common room which is in the dungeons. As we stopped I noticed that the Slytherin house was going into their common room that was hidden behind a wall of stone bricks and when I looked at the wall to my right I saw my house crest burned into a stone brick filled in with moving molten metal.
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Evelyn: touch the crest with your right hand.
As I touched the crest the stone brick above the crest moved out of the way as a cord of molten metal and fire came out wrapped around my arm before a needle went in my arm and took out a drop of blood before retreating into the wall and the wall opened to reveal another door made of metal with a purple and steel color pattern that had it's center spin quickly before opening.
After the second door a wall of blue and red fire was behind it which went out quickly with lava flowing down behind it and it separated like a curtain before I saw a set of stairs leading into darkness.
When I reached the bottom I saw metal bridge with metal pillars rising out of a mist or fog.
I went across it to another hall way with metal beams hanging on the walls holding up the ceiling and I went across seeing some of my army walking around. It had a glass floor in the middle showing lava flowing underneath a few hundred feet below.
(Ignore the hud, weapon, and names in the picture)
When I got to the end of the hall I saw big spacious room with doors leading to a trophy room, sleeping chamber, throne room, and command/surveillance room, and a room called Gravemind. As I looked up I saw big metal cube held up by metal beams a few hundred feet above me and pulsing out energy.
(Ignore everything in the image except the allspark/cube and picture it higher up than it is)
I went to the sleeping chamber and saw it has a metal hall way leading to the the sleeping chamber.
I get in the room and go to the bed and get into my sleep wear and get in bed wondering how my first day is going to be and wondering what Dumbledore wants to talk about after my first day of classes.
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