Harry had sent the letter so that he could finalise the plans for Toms return as he knew that it would be useful for Gringotts to have the base work down for Toms 'legal' return before he was resurrected. Harry had thought long and hard about the best way to go about Toms re-entry into society and had decided to falsify a will to ensure Tom regained his former vaults, thinking that would be the easiest option.
The harder part was coming up with Toms new identity. He knew Tom hated his name, but Harry didn't, so Harry was struggling with what to call Toms new persona. Not only that, Harry was also struggling as he wasn't sure how old Tom would be after the ritual, would he look like his true age which would be around 66, or would he be younger? The soul shards appeared to be young and would Harrys adolescent blood have an effect on the ritual? These thoughts kept circling in his head and made creating an identity difficult.
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Harrison,
I thank you for your words my friend, indeed it has been too long.
We at Gringotts have created the documents needed for you and I believe that you should come and see them once you have returned for the summer. I do believe you will be happy with the results.
I am glad that your plans have come to fruition and that you will soon be whole, perhaps then Maeve will stop fussing about you. How you managed to charm her I don't know, he despises everybody, even me.
I anticipate that I shall see you soon my friend, so that we may finalize any details for your mates return and talk of your plans for the future.
May your enemies cower before you,
Ragnok
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June 21st, 1992, The Hogwarts Express
Seeing the scenery start to change, Harry realised that they would soon be pulling into Kings Cross station. Standing, he gently levitated his trunk down from the overhead carriers, causing his friends to look up at him.
"What are you doing Harry? We've still got some time left,"
"I know Nev, there's just something in my trunk that I meant to lend to Luna for a few weeks."
Opening his trunk, he allowed his magic to flow and found the book Dumbledore had placed amongst his possessions, he also found a few hidden compulsions placed on his clothing. He had deliberately not warded his trunk so that Dumbledore's minions would be able to plant the book, and found the fact that the man couldn't resist planting compulsions as well to be ridiculous. If his trunk has been warded be doubted that even Tom would be able to break into it.
Pulling out the book Harry scanned it with reverence, not quite believing he was holding one of the rarest Tomes in the world. He couldn't believe Dumbledore would risk using it in one of his hairbrained schemes, not only was it priceless but the knowledge it contained was beyond comparison. The fact the man had given it to Harry was incomprehensible.
Shaking his head at the headmaster's stupidity, Harry quickly went about warding the book to keep it not only hidden but safe from theft and damage. His ward would also make impossible for the book to show up on scans, meaning it wouldn't be found by anybody but Harry and those he keyed into the ward. Finally, he placed an untraceable glamor over the cover, before handing it to Luna who looked at the book with admiration.
"I will keep this safe My Lord," she vowed, before gently placing the book into her carry bag.
"I know little moon," Harry replied. He trusted Luna, she knew the importance of the book.
Having felt Harrys magic when he was warding the book the others all lent closer to catch a glimpse of what he was doing. "What book is that?" Draco asked, seeing the glamoured cover but not seeing what it had been previously.
"Mortem Magicae," Harry replied.
"WHAT?!" the Slytherins all shouted out at the same time, confusing Neville and the twins as they hadn't heard of the book.
"How do you even have a copy of that book?" Blaise asked.
Harry smirked, headmaster."
"A gift?"
"a
gift
from
the "He planted it on me, hoping that it would be discovered and therefor get Sirius into trouble. He shall be so disappointed when it's not found, and he realises he's lost his only copy."
"What's so bad about the book?" Neville asked.
"There are less than 10 copies of this book left in the world. It contains rituals and spells that predate even the founders."
"That doesn't sound so bad."
"What Harry didn't say was that this book is banned in not only Britain but most of Europe and America. The spells and rituals are all dark. They're mainly necromantic and blood based," Pansy said factually.
"Oh. Why do you want it then Harry?"
"I am a dark wizard, but even if I wasn't the knowledge this book contains should still be acknowledged and appreciated. I may not be a necromancer, but I have no issue with the art and I find blood magic to be very useful. Just because they're classified as dark doesn't mean they're evil, after all my mother did use a blood ritual to save my life when Tom attacked, sacrificing her own life and magic for me."
"So, they're not all evil?"
"Not at all," Harry replied, "what matters is your intention. You can harm someone just as easily with a light spell as you can with a dark spell. Britain's classification of magic is so biased it's ridiculous."
Neville nodded his head, his face showing he was considering Harrys words and what they meant for him. The twins similarly had looks of wonder on their faces, but Harry didn't have great concerns about then as he knew they were naturally magically neutral and tended more towards dark when pushed.
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