He knew there was some strange magics about the book he had found buried deep within a forgotten vault. An ancient tome hidden lost within the chambers of confiscated or forgotten things of power.
Harry knew it was a twisted thing, neither light nor dark. A book of great and terrible powers of madness and damnation.
It was the choice of the green eyed wizard to learn from the old and dusty book after following clues to its location for months and had traveled the globe from one place to the next.
Most of the previous owners had been driven insane or worse before it passed from their hands, but each had a tale of the powers given by the nigh forgotten text.
He planned to use that power to achieve his revenge upon his enemy.
Voldemort had spent the last summer he was restricted from using magic to assassinate his friends and only sheer luck had saved him when the snake lord had burned down the house he had lived in to slay his only remaining relatives.
Most of the world he adored was dead, and in his mourning, the acclaimed "Boy Who Lived" plotted his vengance without a care of who would get caught in the crossfire of his actions.
The vengance was his life now and he had heard that to read from the book would be the ultimate power in the world.
Slowly he opened the book before him as he sat amidst the burned out ruins of Hogwarts and began to read.
"Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn"
Harry knew it was a twisted thing, neither light nor dark. A book of great and terrible powers of madness and damnation.
It was the choice of the green eyed wizard to learn from the old and dusty book after following clues to its location for months and had traveled the globe from one place to the next.
Most of the previous owners had been driven insane or worse before it passed from their hands, but each had a tale of the powers given by the nigh forgotten text.
He planned to use that power to achieve his revenge upon his enemy.
Voldemort had spent the last summer he was restricted from using magic to assassinate his friends and only sheer luck had saved him when the snake lord had burned down the house he had lived in to slay his only remaining relatives.
Most of the world he adored was dead, and in his mourning, the acclaimed "Boy Who Lived" plotted his vengance without a care of who would get caught in the crossfire of his actions.
The vengance was his life now and he had heard that to read from the book would be the ultimate power in the world.
Slowly he opened the book before him as he sat amidst the burned out ruins of Hogwarts and began to read.
"Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn"