The Black Family library was not a mere room.
It was a cathedral of forbidden knowledge.
Shelf after shelf towered to the ceiling — some carved from cursed wood that whispered, others locked with runes requiring blood or will to open. Tomes from before the Statute of Secrecy… scrolls stolen during the Goblin Rebellions… artifacts wrapped in charmed cloth to prevent screams.
No Hogwarts student had ever seen a place like this.
Perhaps not even its professors.
I set the Black Family Grimoire aside and dove into the stacks with greed sharpened into purpose.
Occlumency
The first discipline — protection.
The truth is a weapon.A broken mind is a conquered one.
Two weeks.That was all I needed.
I built mental fortresses of obsidian and iron — labyrinths where any uninvited mind would wander forever. My surface thoughts became camouflage. My deepest secrets buried under illusions that would fool even Voldemort.
When I finished, the system acknowledged my ascent:
Occlumency — Master Level Achieved
• Eidetic Memory Unlocked• Iron Mind Barrier: Unbreakable• Memory Projection: Flawless deception
No one would see my truth.
Not Dumbledore.Not any Legilimens.Not even a god.
Legilimency
If defense is power…then invasion is empire.
The Black library contained rituals even Voldemort dared not risk — ways to peel a mind apart like fruit.
Within days, minds were books I could open.Memories — pages I could burn or rewrite.
Memory Charms
To conquer minds fully, I learned to craft lies into reality.
I mastered them quickly — improvements beyond anything taught at Hogwarts:
Memory Reconstruction — Expert
• Extract, rewrite, or implant memories• Seamless edits: no trace of tampering• Mass-target potential (with amplification)
Truth no longer mattered.Only my version of it.
Potions
While others brewed by recipe…I brewed by instinct.
Sauron was a master alchemist — creator of the One Ring itself.Potions were merely lesser alchemy.
Elixirs that would take Slughorn years to perfect — I refined in hours.I infused them with necromantic resilience and subtlety of mind.
Poisons. Cures. Enhancements. Obedience draughts.Flesh-binding concoctions.
I was reinventing the ancient arts — and innovating new monstrosities.
Weeks passed in silence, broken only by turning pages and the occasional shriek from a cursed tome silenced permanently. My magic thickened, coiling through my veins like molten shadow.
The system observed with quiet approval:
New Titles Unlocked:— Master Occlumens— Legilimency Expert— Dark Alchemical Prodigy— High Heir of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black
Dark Reputation Points Rising…
The world did not yet know me.But when it did — it would kneel.
I closed the final book for the night, shelves behind me trembling in anticipation of my next demand.
The Black Family had hoarded power.But I would weaponize it.
The road to dominion was paved with knowledge…and I now possessed libraries enough to conquer nations.
Scafell Pike. Hogwarts. Azkaban.England.
Piece by piece,I would take everything.