Ding.The chimes of the system ring like trumpets heralding my ascension.
Order of Merlin, First Class.Reward: Random Talent of Merlin—Elemental Control.I feel the power surge through me—the ability to command fire, wind, storms. The elements themselves bow to my will.
Order of Merlin, Third Class.Reward: Random Magical Bloodline—Thunderbird.My reflexes sharpen. My body feels stronger. Lightning and storm magic course through me like living veins of energy.
Grand Sorcerer.Reward: Summoning Random Fantastic Beast—Phoenix King.Its majestic flames burn bright in my mind's eye. Its loyalty is absolute, its power unimaginable.
High Warlock.Reward: Dumbledore's Fire Magic Talent Obtained.I now command fire with the precision and intensity rivaling the most legendary wizards.
I rise from my chair in Slytherin Manor.Every step I take resonates with the fury of a gathering storm.
The core of my Death Eaters awaits my command:
Orion Black—my strategist and enforcer
Edward Lestrange—my master of stealth and combat
Abraxas Malfoy—the diplomat and recruiter
Ariana Dumbledore—my apprentice in Obscurial magic
Tam Riddle Weaselly—my soul-bonded genius, ruthless and loyal
Charles Prince—the silent blade, deadly and precise
Itachi Uchiha—Minister of Magic in France, mind of steel, heart of strategy
I let my new powers ripple outward.The wind bends to me; fires ignite at my whim; storms answer my call.I summon the Phoenix King, its immense wings folding around the room like a halo of fire and light.
The Death Eaters bow.Not just to me, but to the sheer aura of power I now radiate.
"Prepare," I say, my voice calm, yet carrying the weight of thunder."This war is no longer about fear.It is about inevitability.The wizarding world will change.And those who resist…" I let the words linger. "Will be swept aside like leaves in a hurricane."
The room feels alive, charged with elemental energy.I have become more than a wizard—I am the embodiment of storm, fire, and destiny.And Dumbledore? He will soon realize that no shadow, however bright, can outshine the storm that follows me.
The Second Wizarding War is about to begin.But this time, it will not be messy.It will not be chaotic.It will be calculated.
It will be perfect.