Dark-Lord-Voldemort? (I) [Chapter 208]

~~Greengrass Manor~~

Cyrus Greengrass finally returned from the emergency Wizengamot meeting, looking pale and he immediately went to get himself a strong drink. With trembling hands, he poured the drink into the glass, and as soon as he was done, he chugged it down in one go… He was expecting the drink to help, but it didn’t. His hands were still trembling.

“Cyrus, are you alright?” Angelica Greengrass, his wife asked with a hint of concern in her voice. “What happened in the meeting?” She asked as her concern for him increased when she saw him pour another drink for himself.

“My damn stupidity happened!” Cyrus snarled in anger as he tried to down the second glass in one go, but he was stopped by a worried Angelica.

“Talk to me, Cyrus, please…” The woman pleaded and after a grunt, Cyrus finally placed down the look in defeat.

“Gellert Grindelwald attacked Hogwarts along with his followers who escaped Nurmengard along with him” Cyrus revealed and Angelica nodded her head in understanding before she sat beside her husband. It was obvious that she loved her husband, so it wasn’t surprising that she was worried about him after seeing him like this.

“It was later revealed that he had been working for Harry Potter all this time and not the way around…” Cyrus trailed off with a shuddering breath. Then he turned around to look at his wife and she saw genuine fear in his eyes. “He is strong, Angelica, he is insanely strong” He added and his whole body trembled as he recalled the horrific memory.

“He killed 50 people in an instant and he didn’t even look fazed… It was like their deaths didn’t mean anything to him” Cyrus finished before he rubbed his face. “The Ministry forces were crushed by him in an instant… Three hundred people, Angelica, three hundred people. He subdued three hundred people within a second with only the pressure of his raw Magic” Cyrus chuckled mirthfully.

“Oh…” Angelica mumbled as she didn’t know what to say after such a revelation. “Do you think he holds a grudge against you for helping Lucius with his scheme?” Angelica asked, looking really worried. To be honest, she didn’t want to believe what Cyrus was telling her. After all, Harry Potter was only 14 years old, he couldn’t be that strong, right?

Though her husband clearly believed what he was saying and she knew that he didn’t have a habit of lying…

“I know he does” Cyrus grimaced as he pulled out a letter from his robes with trembling hands and handed it over to his wife. “When I came out of the Wizengamot Chamber, I found it in my pocket” Cyrus explained with a grimace and from his voice, it was clear that he was scared as fuck.

Angelica cautiously opened the letter, and she was somewhat taken aback by the beautiful cursive handwriting…

/Cyrus Greengrass,

I would have written you a formal letter, but I believe we are past formalities, especially with your attempt to have me killed. Now, I am certain that you must be wondering who I am, but rest assured, everything will be revealed by the end of this letter.

Anyway, back to the topic at hand, you see, I don’t take it kindly when someone tries to kill me… My usual response is to kill them and sometimes very painfully, but you Cyrus, you have placed me in a conundrum… That is why I have decided to invite you and your family for Christmas dinner, and after the dinner, I will decide what to do with you.

Now, I implore you to remember that you and your presence are mandatory… If for whatever reason, you fail to show up then I can assure you that you are not going to like what I am going to do to you and your wife… Now, now… No need to feel concerned, I am not going to cuck you, but I will have a chat with your wife about why having skin is a privilege and I am going to make you watch.

Well, I believe I have said enough… This letter will act as a Portkey, simply tap it with your Wand on the 25th before dinner and the Portkey will bring you to my temporary residence… I hope we can use this chance to put all the unpleasantries behind us and start anew…

Harry Potter,

Your Brief Enemy/

Angelica put down the letter with trembling hands and grabbed the whiskey bottle before chugging down a few gulps in one go. “What are we going to do, Cyrus?” Angelica asked in a trembling voice.

“I will take full responsibility for my actions. That is the least I can do and it was my fault to start with” Cyrus mumbled with a somber look on his face before he was engulfed in a tight hug by Angelica… “Don’t worry, we will get through this” Cyrus assured her even though he wasn’t sure himself, but it was the only thing he could do right now…

~~Malfoy Manor~~

Rita Skeeter was making her way through the massive halls of the Malfoy Manor with a hint of urgency in her steps. For whatever reason, Harry had decided to summon her at this godforsaken hour, so here she was… Though she was also excited to learn anything about the incident at Hogwarts. She knew that Harry was behind it, but she didn’t know anything more than that as the Ministry was keeping everything hush-hush.

Anyway, Rita was smart enough to read between the lines, so it didn’t take her long to realize that something really major must have happened at Hogwarts as she had never seen the Ministry trying so hard to keep something under wraps. Usually, they would shove things under the rug and come up with a nonsensical story for the public, but this time, they weren’t doing anything like that. They were simply keeping a tight lid over the incident.

It was like they knew that they couldn’t suppress the news of this incident, so they were doing their best to keep it under wraps as long as they could…

Rita finally arrived at the place where Harry told her he was going to be… “Ah… Rita, it is good to see that you are finally here” Harry greeted her with a smile on her face.

“You still owe me the interview you promised” Rita decided to remind him as she was quite cross with him for skipping the promise he made. Though she hoped that he didn’t take that as an offense.

“I promised you an interview, didn’t I?” Harry wondered aloud. “Sorry, with everything going on, I have been kind of busy, but I will give you an interview” Harry assured her with a nod of his head. “Now, as for the matter I called you…” Harry trailed off and Rita also started to wonder why he called if it was not for an interview.

“What do you feel about an interview with the big bad Dark Lord Voldemort?” Harry asked, and Rita practically choked at his words…