Ch218- Goblet of Hedwig! (Kinda on Fire)

Ch218- Goblet of Hedwig! (Kinda on Fire)

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My Naruto fic is about to end, and I am happily announcing that my next fanfiction will be set in the Marvel universe. I had already published the pilot chapter before in previous fic Creati Hero: All-Father, if you can't find it, let me know.

Now that I announce this happy occasion, it is time for a question. At the moment, Marvel chapters are longer than my regular chapters, ranging from around 2.5k words to more than 4k words. I plan to publish 3 to 4 chapters a week, or would you prefer daily chapters with 1.3k to 1.5k words?

Please let me know.

Summary;

Spoiler

Warnings:

The Marvel fanfiction will not have a harem. It centers around a young man from Maggia (Marvel's Mafia) who was orphaned by Kingpin. He and his main group are original characters, including his love interest, with whom he will consummate his love in the first chapter. However, there won't be any more R-18 chapters after that (including the first chapter).

Diego, the suave charmer of the group, is openly gay. It doesn't mean he will have a relationship with the MC or anyone in the group, but his sexual orientation will be clearly portrayed. If that makes you uncomfortable, sorry not sorry. I have nothing against gay people. While you won’t see any explicit gay action, there will be hints about Diego's preferences in life.

Aside from that, the novel mainly follows various characters summoned from various fictional worlds by the MC's Family System. Nero Prince from our Earth gave away his life and Family System to Nero Principe from the Marvel Universe and died. Now, Nero Principe, who inherited all his memories and the system, will thrive in the Marvel Universe.Follow the latest novels at novelhall.com

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Harry watched as the simulation unfolded. Jacob, now fully under Riddle's influence, began experiencing vivid dreams and visions orchestrated by the Horcrux. The diary's hold on him tightened, controlling Jacob, who was in the Chamber of Secrets, where the shadow of a giant monster awaited for final order. However, as Jacob's memories surfaced, revealing his parents' roles as war heroes, the diary's tone shifted, growing more malevolent and threatening.

Riddle's voice echoed from the pages, dripping with malice. "Your parents caused my downfall. They must pay. And you, their son, will be my instrument of revenge."

Jacob's heart pounded in his chest, fear mingling with a spark of defiance. "What are you talking about? Who are you?"

Riddle's laugh was cold and cruel. "I am the one your parents feared most. I am Lord Voldemort."

The revelation sent a shockwave through Jacob. The realization of who he was dealing with gave him the strength to fight back. "No! You can't be. Your name is Tom Marvolo Riddle."

Tom's image appeared out of nowhere, snatching Jacob's wand, and fiery letters spelling out his name flared in the sky. "This name, given by my Muggle father, cannot be accepted," Tom declared, his voice dripping with disdain.

Jacob stood frozen, his mind reeling from the revelation. "Who are you really?" he managed to ask, his voice trembling with a mix of fear and anger.

Tom sneered, his eyes glinting with dark amusement. "I am no longer the boy named Tom Riddle. I have shed that name and the weakness of my past. I am now known as Voldemort," he announced, the letters in the sky rearranging themselves to form the words "I Am Lord Voldemort."

Jacob's eyes widened as the letters shifted, revealing the anagram. "You... you're Voldemort?" he whispered, his voice barely audible. The weight of the revelation crashed down on him, filling him with dread.

"Indeed," Voldemort replied, his tone chilling. "And now, you will serve me or perish."

Jacob's mind raced as he grappled with the implications. The boy who had once been a brilliant student at Hogwarts had transformed into the most feared Dark Lord in history. "Why are you doing this?" he demanded, his voice stronger now. "Why did you turn into this monster?"

Voldemort's eyes narrowed, and he stepped closer to Jacob, his presence overwhelming. "Because power is the only truth, and I have embraced it fully," he hissed. "Those who seek to control me, who seek to bind me to their petty morals, will be destroyed."

Jacob took a step back, his face pale with fear, as he realized the gravity of his discovery. "It was you," he said, his voice shaking. "You were the one who opened the Chamber of Secrets fifty years ago. You released the monster and caused a student's death. It was always you."

Tom Riddle's expression twisted into a sinister grin. "Indeed," he said, his voice dripping with malevolence. "I opened the Chamber of Secrets. I commanded the monster. It was my will that brought fear and chaos to Hogwarts."

Jacob's hands trembled as he struggled to comprehend the extent of Riddle's evil. "Why? Why would you do that?"

Seeing the transformation, Professor McGonagall couldn’t help but praise, “Once again, excellent job, Mr. Potter.” Her eyes briefly scanned the detailed designs on the goblet, clearly impressed by the level of skill and creativity.

Harry smiled modestly and nodded. "Thank you, Professor."

Around him, the other students were at various stages of their transformations. Daphne had turned her owl into a beautifully ornate goblet with swirling patterns resembling the Hogwarts crest. Tracey's was more daring. A beautiful owl carrying a girl in her claws. Pansy behind, was still struggling to get the form just right, her goblet wobbly and uneven.

McGonagall moved through the rows, offering guidance and corrections. “Focus on the incantation, Miss Parkinson. Remember, it’s all in the wrist movement and intent.”

Harry leaned over to Pansy and whispered, “Try visualizing the goblet in your mind first, then cast the spell.”

Pansy nodded, taking a deep breath before trying again. “Vera Verto.” This time, her owl transformed into a steadier goblet, though still lacking the finesse of Harry’s.

After transforming their familiars back to their original forms, McGonagall moved on to the next part of the lesson. “Now, we will use the Reparifarge spell to return our familiars to their original state. This requires precision and concentration. Watch carefully.”

She demonstrated the spell, her wand movement smooth and confident. “Reparifarge.” The familiar of a student, a tabby cat, transformed back from the goblet into its original form, purring contentedly.

Harry expertly transformed Hedwig back into her original form, and she immediately started to nibble at his ear. "That was uncomfortable," she hooted softly.

Harry chuckled, stroking her feathers gently. "Sorry, girl. Won't happen again," he promised, scratching her favorite spot behind her ears.

Tracey, who had been watching intently, leaned over and remarked, "It's almost like you can understand her."

Harry grinned but didn't answer, letting the comment hang in the air as he focused on the next task. Nearby, Daphne was attempting the spell, her concentration evident as she muttered the incantation under her breath.

The classroom buzzed with activity as students practiced their spells. The faint hum of magic filled the air, interspersed with the occasional spark or puff of smoke from a miscast spell. Professor McGonagall moved through the rows, offering guidance and correcting mistakes with her usual precision.

"Well done, Mr. Malfoy," she commented as Draco successfully transformed his owl back from a goblet. "Consistency is key."

Harry glanced over at his friends. Daphne had managed to revert her owl back smoothly, and Tracey, after a few more attempts, finally succeeded as well. "Nice job, Tracey," Harry encouraged, giving her a thumbs-up.

Tracey beamed, clearly pleased with herself. "Thanks, Harry. I was worried I’d never get it right."

Pansy, sitting behind them, sighed in frustration as she struggled with her transformation. Harry turned to offer some advice. "This time, try visualizing the original form more clearly in your mind before casting the spell," he suggested.

Pansy nodded, taking a deep breath and focusing. "Reparifarge," she intoned, her wand movements deliberate. This time, her owl transformed back successfully, albeit with a bit of a wobble.

"Excellent, Miss Parkinson," Professor McGonagall praised. "Remember, practice makes perfect."

The lesson continued with students refining their techniques, each becoming more confident in their abilities. Harry felt a sense of accomplishment, not just for himself but for his friends as well. They were all improving together, each spell a step forward in their magical education.

As the class drew to a close, Professor McGonagall addressed the students. "For your homework, I want you to write a detailed analysis of the Reparifarge spell, including its origins and practical applications. Be thorough and concise."

The students nodded, packing up their things and heading out of the classroom. Harry lingered for a moment, gathering his books and giving Hedwig one last affectionate pat before she flew off.

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