Harry Potter with Technology System

Ch197- Great News!

As Harry closed the Diary and placed it back in his enchanted briefcase, his thoughts kept drifting back to the puzzle. The Chamber of Secrets held more than just a deadly creature; it held a part of Riddle’s dark ambitions.

In the Virtual Room, Harry led a small part of his consciousness and Riddle into the Chamber of Secrets repeatedly. Each journey was a surreal blend of reality and dream, allowing Harry to gather crucial information. As time passed, Tom Riddle's presence in Harry's mind grew stronger, and he took more control during their visits. The soul within the Diary was elated, relishing each trip to the Chamber.

During these excursions, Harry learned that Riddle had opened the Chamber fifty years ago, leading to the death of a student named Moaning Myrtle. He had seen her ghost haunting the girls' bathroom but never knew the cause of her demise. Discovering that she was killed by the basilisk added a layer of complexity to the mystery.

Harry also learned that Hagrid was blamed for the incident. This revelation made Harry determined to clear Hagrid's name, but it posed a significant dilemma. Exonerating Hagrid would mean revealing the existence of the basilisk, and by extension, the Chamber of Secrets. Harry preferred to keep the giant serpent hidden, understanding the immense danger it posed and the historical significance of Salazar Slytherin's hidden chamber.

"Master Harry," Nigel's voice echoed in his mind, "balancing the scales of justice while keeping ancient secrets, quite the conundrum, isn't it?"

"Indeed, Nigel," Harry replied mentally, "I need to find a way to clear Hagrid without exposing everything."

Nigel hummed thoughtfully, "Perhaps you can find another scapegoat or a way to prove Hagrid's innocence without involving the basilisk."

Harry nodded, pondering Nigel's suggestion. He needed to think creatively and find a solution that wouldn't jeopardize the secrecy of the Chamber. Meanwhile, in the real world, Harry kept up with his classes and other responsibilities, carefully maintaining the facade of a normal student.

As the days went by, Harry continued his research and training. He practiced spells, honed his potions skills, and strategized for the upcoming Duelling Club activities. Each night, he entered the Virtual Room, delving deeper into the secrets of the Chamber and refining his plan to handle the basilisk.

As the days turned into weeks, Harry's preparations intensified. He spent hours in the Virtual Room, perfecting his spells and strategies. He practiced using mirrors to avoid direct eye contact with the basilisk, developing a series of reflective surfaces that he could use to navigate the Chamber safely.

"Master Harry," Nigel's voice interrupted his thoughts, "have you considered using the advanced spells from your training with Flamel to enhance these mirrors?"

Harry paused, considering the suggestion. "That's a good idea, Nigel. I could imbue them with protective enchantments to make them more effective. But sadly, my mastery in Alchemy is not at that level yet. But I can try a few..."

Nigel's tone was approving. "Indeed, Master Harry. Combining your spellwork with Flamel's teachings will give you an edge, alas..."

Harry set to work, using his knowledge to enhance the mirrors. He added layers of protective spells, ensuring they would not only reflect the basilisk's gaze but also withstand any magical attacks. The process was meticulous, but Harry was determined to be as prepared as possible.

In the midst of his preparations, Harry continued to gather information from Tom Riddle. Each visit to the Chamber revealed more about Riddle's plans and the history of the basilisk. Harry learned about the intricate enchantments placed by Salazar Slytherin and the methods Riddle used to control the serpent.

When Christmas arrived, Harry returned home, his thoughts still tangled with the complexities of solving the Basilisk problem and clearing Hagrid's name. Despite these challenges, he had made solid progress on defensive mirror enchantments, particularly using his mastery of alchemy. His creation, a hand mirror that could shut itself when it sensed danger, was a testament to his growing skills. However, his goal was to face the Basilisk directly, without showing fear, not avoiding its lethal gaze.

Seated under the Christmas tree with Crookshanks purring contentedly on his lap, Harry turned the mirror over in his hands, contemplating its use. Petunia, sitting on the other couch, smiled at the sight of her nephew deep in thought.

"Are we attending the Yule Ball at the Ministry again this year?" Petunia asked, breaking the silence.

Harry looked up, his mind shifting from his plans. "Do you want to go, Aunt Petunia?"

She sighed softly. "It's not really my scene, but it was nice to get out last year."

Harry smiled. "It was. We can decide later. For now, let's enjoy Christmas."

They exchanged gifts, the atmosphere warm and filled with the holiday spirit. As they settled back with their presents, Harry's mind drifted back to his work. The mirror was ready, but how to stand face to face with the giant serpent was still a mystery. He wanted to show no fear, to stand before the creature and command its respect.

As the evening progressed, Harry and Petunia shared a quiet dinner. The conversation was light, touching on their plans for the rest of the holidays. Harry found himself more relaxed, a rare feeling given the weight of his responsibilities at Hogwarts.

Next day, Harry took a break, joining Petunia for tea. "You've been busy," she remarked, handing him a cup.

Harry nodded, sipping his tea. "Just preparing for the challenges ahead."

Petunia's eyes softened. "I'm proud of you, Harry. You're handling all of this remarkably well."

Harry smiled. "Thanks, Aunt Petunia. That means a lot."

The Yule Ball was a dazzling affair, just as Harry remembered from the previous year. The grand hall of Ministry was adorned with twinkling lights and elegant decorations, creating an atmosphere of enchantment. As Harry moved through the crowd, he exchanged polite greetings with various influential families, making sure to maintain the connections he had carefully cultivated. He had no interest in seeking new business ventures; his current projects were more than enough to keep him occupied.

Instead, Harry focused on enjoying the evening. He danced with several girls, including his aunt, Petunia. Tracey, Daphne, Susan, Hannah, Astoria and Pansy also shared dances with Harry, each moment filled with laughter and lighthearted conversation. The night was a whirlwind of music and merriment, allowing Harry to temporarily forget the many responsibilities that awaited him back at Hogwarts.

As the evening drew to a close, Harry and Petunia slipped away from the festivities, preferring the quiet comfort of home over the lingering crowd. The journey back was filled with pleasant conversation, reflecting on the night's events and the interesting people they had met.

The following days were a peaceful respite from the chaos of school life. Harry and Petunia took the opportunity to explore various wizarding villages, immersing themselves in the rich culture and unique traditions of the magical world. They also visited a few muggle places, enjoying the simple pleasures of everyday life. These moments were a welcome change of pace, allowing Harry to recharge and prepare for the challenges ahead.

One of the highlights of the holiday was a conversation with Amelia Bones at the Yule Ball. She informed Harry that the legal preparations for Peter Pettigrew's arrest were nearly complete. At the Yule Ball, she pulled Harry aside, her expression serious but hopeful. "Harry, we're nearly finished with the legal preparations for Pettigrew's arrest. We just need your final confirmation."

Harry nodded, feeling a surge of determination. "Thank you, Madam Bones. I'm ready whenever you are." This news brought a sense of relief and anticipation. Harry thanked Amelia sincerely, expressing his readiness to move forward with the plan.

Returning to Hogwarts after the holiday, Harry felt a renewed sense of determination. There were many tasks demanding his attention, and he was ready to tackle them head-on.

The first order of business was the Duelling Club. Harry met with Professors Flitwick and Lupin to finalize the details of the club's new format.

"We've received an overwhelming response, Harry," Professor Flitwick said, his eyes twinkling with excitement. "The students are eager to participate."

Harry grinned, "That's great news, Professor."

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