Harry Potter: The Saviour's Awakening

Albus Dumbledore adjusted his cloak as he walked alone in the streets of Kockturn Alley. He was a man on a mission and he wouldn't leave until he got to the bottom of the mystery. He had still not figured out how Voldemort was causing the attacks on Hogwarts, but he had a pretty good idea of what was attacking the students. But he was here for another reason - to find out more information on one Tom Marvolo Riddle.

"Good even, Borgin," said Dumbledore as he dropped his glamour. "How have you been, old friend?"

"Dumbledore," sneered Borgin as he saw his old schoolmate. "What a displeasure it is to see you. What do you want?"

"Can't an old man drop by to visit an old friend?" said Dumbledore, smiling at the owner of Borgin and Burkes.

"We were never friends, Dumbledore, so cut the crap and tell me what you want," said Borgin in a wheezy voice.

"Very well," said Dumbledore as he drew himself to his fullest height, his powerful aura palpable as he looked at Borgin with narrowed eyes. "What can you tell me about a young man who worked here fifty years ago? He was an old student of mine… named Tom Marvolo Riddle."

Borgin paled rapidly and looked ready to die of shock. He was trembling in fear as he realised who Dumbledore was referring to. He still remembered the tortured screams of his business partner Caractacus Burke when Voldemort killed him years ago. He still did not know why the Dark Lord had targeted Burke, but he had no intention of ever finding out.

"I-I have n-no idea w-what you a-are talking a-about," stuttered Borgin, trying not to gulp in fear. Dumbledore's eyes narrowed and his wand was out of his robes in a fraction of a second, far too fast for Borgin to even think.

A pure ripple of magic left his wand as he cast a stunning spell on the man. With another flick, the door of the shop closed, the windows tinted so that no one would be able to see or hear what was going on. He needed information on what Voldemort had done once he left Hogwarts. He knew that Voldemort had explored the idea of Horcruxes from the memory he had received from Horace Slughorn, not to mention that soul piece that was lodged in Harry's scar, but he didn't have the faintest idea where the Dark Lord's Horcruxes could be. Unfortunately, Voldemort was too good at hiding his movements, so it would take some time.

He would not let Voldemort destroy the world they were trying to rebuild. Albus had seen the cost of war and he had taken drastic steps to ensure that Voldemort was defeated, going so far as to betray people who trusted him. He would ensure the man was destroyed for good, no matter what the cost. People like Voldemort could not be allowed to live and he was willing to take any action necessary so that the people of Magical Britain and beyond did not have to suffer again because of his old student's insanity and thirst for power.

" Legilimens!"

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Meanwhile, Daphne had just come out from inside a bathroom, repairing the portion of the wall which she had blasted apart. She wondered if anyone knew about the pipes that were at Hogwarts. From her position, she could see small spiders crawling away through the small holes in the stone. She had never seen spiders acting this way. Her eyes widened when she realised the implications. They had never thought about spiders. Hagrid's roosters had been killed earlier this year - it had been chalked off to a wild animal from the Forbidden Forest. Wait, in which year had Hagrid been expelled?

Just as Daphne rushed to the library, another girl was frowning at her, clutching a small black diary to her chest. The girl's eyes were crimson.

The book which contained the records of students showed that Hagrid had been expelled in his third year. Tom Riddle, who Harry had revealed to her as Voldemort had gotten an award for special services to the school the same year. That couldn't be a coincidence, could it?

What was the name of the girl that had died?

Daphne's eyes widened. Oh, sweet Merlin; why had no one thought to ask her? Maybe Dumbledore had, but had never gotten an answer before. All the girls at Hogwarts tended to avoid that bathroom because of Myrtle. But first, she had to ensure her safety. She took out the book on magical snakes and copied the sheet and scribbled on it. Once done, she removed a handheld mirror which she always had in her bag. Making her way to the first-floor girl's bathroom, she observed the writing on the wall. Daphne looked at the mirror to check behind her, just to be safe.

The last thing she saw was a pair of great, big yellow eyes by the sink behind her as she dropped like a stone.

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