Harry
limped
toward Ginny, exhaustion
hitting him like a rogue Bludger.
Riddle smirked, strolling around like a
discount villain monologuing in a bad play.
"You have maybe a minute left, Harry. Any last words?"
Raja,
cracking his knuckles
, smirked. "Yeah.
Hold this.
"
With a flick of his wand, Raja
blasted Riddle with a spell so strong
it
pinned him against the Chamber's wall.
The sheer force caused
ancient stone pillars to topple
onto Riddle.
Raja wiped imaginary dust from his robes. "Oops. My bad."
Ron, Other side of the room felt the Vibration and sounds,** whispered, "Are they Fighting a war."
Harry,
in a moment of clarity
, noticed Ginny still clutching
the diary.
His brain, running on
30% oxygen and 70% pure Gryffindor impulse
,
connected the dots.
Raja swiftly cast a cutting spell
sliced off a Basilisk fang
, using telekinesis to
fling it toward Harry.
"Quickly!
Stab the diary!
"
Just as Riddle
emerged from the rubble
, his
eyes widened in horror.
"NOOOOO—"
Harry, fueled by
sheer adrenaline and spite
,
stabbed the diary.
Ink
burst out like an exorcism gone wrong.
Riddle
screamed
as his
body began disintegrating.
Raja, sipping an imaginary drink, observed. "Ten points for
special effects.
"
Harry,
in true overachiever fashion,
stabbed the diary a few more times
, making
sure
Riddle was well and truly
deceased.
Ron blinked. "He's already
dead, mate.
"
Harry, panting,
stabbed it one last time.
"
Just in case.
"
Raja
poured a potion
into Ginny's mouth, while handing another to Harry for energy.
Ginny's
eyes fluttered open.
"Oh no," she gasped. "I—I did all of it! The messages! The attacks! It was
me!
"
Harry,
bleeding, pained, and emotionally drained
, smiled weakly. "Ginny, it's okay. We all have bad years."
Ginny sat up and saw Harry's
rapidly worsening wound.
"Harry! You're hurt!"
Enter
Fawkes the Drama Phoenix.
The bird
landed elegantly
, letting out a majestic trill before
crying
onto Harry's wound, healing it
instantly.
Raja,
arms crossed
, raised a brow. "Oh,
so now you show up?
"
Fawkes ignored him, still
looking majestic.
Raja narrowed his eyes. "Oh, I see how it is.
You only heal white people.
"
Ron and Ginny
choked on air.
Harry, who had
barely escaped death
, looked up. "I—what?"
Fawkes, offended,
squawked aggressively.
Raja glared back. "Oh, now you wanna talk,
you overgrown chicken?
"
Fawkes
flapped his wings violently.
"WHAT? You wanna fight? LET'S GO, FEATHERBRAIN!"
The
next five minutes consisted of Raja and Fawkes aggressively flapping at each other
while the others watched in utter disbelief.
Harry wiped a tear from his eye. "This is
the greatest moment of my life.
"
Fawkes,
despite his feud with Raja
, begrudgingly
grabbed Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Lockhart
, flying them
out of the Chamber.
Lockhart, still amnesiac, looked around. "This is
just like magic!
"
Raja,
summoning his broom from inventory
, flew beside Fawkes. "Try not to drop them,
Pigeon Supreme.
"
Fawkes tried to
peck him mid-air.
Ron shook his head. "Honestly, how are you still alive?"
Raja grinned. "
Charm, luck, and pure chaos.
"
Back in
Dumbledore's office
, the old wizard
eyed them knowingly.
"You
broke
numerous school rules," he began.
Raja leaned in. "And?"
Dumbledore chuckled. "And... you'll all receive
Special Awards for Services to the School.
"
Ron blinked. "Wait.
What?
"
Hagrid, newly released from Azkaban, burst in. "HARRY! RAJA! I KNEW YEH'D SAVE THE DAY!"
Raja smirked. "It was easy. Well,
except for my ongoing lawsuit against Fawkes.
"
Fawkes, from the corner,
flipped his tail dramatically.
Dumbledore chuckled but turned serious. "Harry, your loyalty in the Chamber summoned Fawkes."
Meanwhile,
Raja was still arguing with the old headmasters in their portraits.
"Listen here, Phineas, if that
overgrown turkey
gets any special treatment in the afterlife, I will riot."
Harry, still reeling from
almost dying
, suddenly thought about his
connection to Riddle.
"Sir... am I like Tom Riddle?"
Dumbledore's eyes twinkled. "Voldemort unknowingly transferred some of his powers to you. But it is
your choices
that define you, Harry."
Harry hesitated. "But...
the sword of Gryffindor.
Only a true Gryffindor could pull it from the hat."
Dumbledore smiled. "Indeed. That sword came to you in your time of need."
Harry turned red. "Uh...
technically, Raja pulled it out and gave it to me.
"
Dumbledore blinked.
Slowly, he turned toward
Raja, who was still arguing with Fawkes.
Sorting Hat,
enjoying the show,
finally spoke. "That kid has
all the qualities
of the four founders. If not for his
muggle-born origins
, I'd swear he was
Merlin reincarnated.
"
Silence.
Then Raja, mid-argument, turned and looked at the people. "What?"
Dumbledore steepled his fingers. "Fascinating."
Raja agian continued "Hold up, were was I you overgrown chicken wait for some time i will have a dragon as pet"
Sorting Hat: "It's is high possibility."
Fawkes
launched himself at Raja again.
Duo facepalmed. "
Here we go again.
"
Harry stood in
Dumbledore's office
, only to freeze as
Lucius Malfoy stormed in, dragging a very miserable-looking Dobby.
Dobby
perked up
upon seeing Harry but immediately shrank when Lucius
elbowed him aside.
"Dumbledore," Lucius sneered. "Back in your office, I see."
Dumbledore smiled
pleasantly
. "Ah, yes, reinstated just moments after Ginny Weasley was taken.
Fascinating timing, isn't it?
"
Lucius
scowled.
Harry, eyes
narrowing
, spoke up. "I wonder who could've
possibly
convinced the Board of Governors to remove you in the first place."
Lucius gave
the fakest gasp imaginable.
"What
accusations
, Potter! You wound me."
Dumbledore, still
smiling like a grandparent watching kids fail at chess
, held up the
now-ruined diary.
"You see, Lucius, Voldemort left
this
behind. I imagine placing cursed objects in
unsuspecting students' hands
might have...
unfortunate consequences
."
Lucius's
lip curled.
"I have no idea what you're implying."
Harry
stepped forward.
"You
better
hope I'm always around to save the day, Malfoy."
Lucius glared. "
Watch yourself, Potter.
"
As Lucius turned to leave,
Harry had an idea.
He grabbed the ruined diary, stuffed
a sock inside
, and held it out. "I believe this
belongs
to you."
Lucius,
utterly disgusted
, tossed the diary at Dobby. "Take it, you filth—"
Dobby caught it. His
eyes widened.
He gingerly pulled out the sock,
realizing what it meant.
"Dobby... is...
free?
"
Lucius turned red. "YOU LITTLE—"
Before he could hex Harry,
Dobby blasted him with a spell so powerful
, it sent Lucius
flying out the door.
Raja, having watched the whole exchange,
suddenly clapped.
"Dobby," he grinned, "
want to be my servant?
"
Dobby's
entire existence short-circuited.
"W-what?"
Harry, holding back a laugh,
gave an approving nod.
Dobby's
ears flapped in panic.
He looked at Harry, back at Raja, back at Harry...
Then, after much
internal screaming
, he
bowed deeply.
"Master Raja,
Dobby is honored to serve!
"
Raja,
smirking
, summoned his wand and
cleaned Dobby up
, dressed him in a
custom-tailored outfit
, and even handed him a
floating magical instruction book titled
How to Be a Proper Butler, Vol. 1.
"
Ron gaped. "Are you...
training him?
"
Raja shrugged. "I'm
optimizing efficiency.
"
Dobby, clutching the book,
looked absolutely thrilled.
The Great Hall
buzzed with excitement
as
petrified students returned.
Nearly Headless Nick
floated by
, joyfully exclaiming, "Ah, the liveliness of the young again!"
Filch,
holding Mrs. Norris
, looked oddly emotional.
Then Neville gasped. "Look!
Hermione's awake!
"
Harry and Ron turned just as Hermione
rushed into the hall.
"Harry! Ron!" She flung her arms around Harry in a tight hug, then turned to Ron—
They awkwardly stared at each other.
Then...
A firm handshake.
Ron looked like he had
forgotten how to breathe.
Hermione pulled back, blinking. "Where's Raja?"
Harry and Ron glanced at each other.
"Yeah, about that..."
Dumbledore
cleared his throat
, instantly silencing the Great Hall.
"I have one last matter to address," he began, "concerning a student who has demonstrated
cunning, bravery, ingenuity, and loyalty
beyond all expectations."
Murmurs filled the hall.
Dumbledore " He was muggle born who has selected Slytherin as his house and Known by many Nick names like Slytherine Shadow, menance and guardian etc."
Dumbledore smiled. "I am honored to present
Rudra D. Raja Kumara
with the
'Best Student Wizard'
award."
The doors
swung open
, and—
With a
dramatic explosion of smoke
,
Raja entered in full black and gold attire, doves emerges from behind him.
The Great Hall
gasped.
Malfoy: "Oh,
come on!
"
Raja walked up the podium
like royalty
, cape billowing, before finally
receiving a shimmering shield-shaped badge
bearing
all four Hogwarts house emblems.
Dumbledore beamed. "Raja, as a symbol of your excellence, I grant you this badge."
The hall
exploded into applause.
Dumbledore nodded. "Would you like to say a few words?"
The Great Hall was silent. Every eye was on the young boy standing at the center, his presence commanding, his aura undeniable. With a confident gaze, Raja stepped forward, his voice steady yet filled with the fire of ambition.
"Ladies and gentlemen, professors, esteemed wizards, and fellow students...
Today marks the beginning of a new era. An era where magic is not bound by outdated traditions or shackled by complacency. An era where knowledge is limitless, power is earned, and the world of wizards rises beyond its past constraints.
I stand before you not as a mere student, not as another name in history, but as the spark that will ignite a revolution! I will give my all, surpass every limit, and carve a path no one has dared to walk before. I will challenge the old ways, break the chains of stagnation, and lead us toward a future where magic is stronger, purer, and more powerful than ever.
I declare today that I will establish a
New Noble House
in my name—one that will not be built on blood, but on
talent, wisdom, and strength.
A
Hogawarts House
where innovation thrives, where every wizard has the right to grow beyond their limits, where magic is not just practiced but perfected.
No longer will we let the magical world remain hidden in the shadows of mediocrity. No longer will we settle for what has always been.
We will revolutionize magic.
We will create advancements never seen before, break barriers no one thought possible, and ascend to heights that even history has yet to witness!
My name is
Rudra D. Raja Kumara...
And I will be the
King of Wizards!
"
With those final words, magic seemed to hum in the air, as if the world itself acknowledged his declaration. The future had been set in motion, and nothing would stand in his way.
The hall
erupted.
After the ceremony, Hermione sat with the boys, still
trying to process everything.
"You disappeared, came back with a
house-elf
, started a
wizard revolution
, and now you're what—
declaring yourself King?
"
Raja
sipped pumpkin juice.
"
Correct.
"
Hermione buried her face in her hands. "Creating new Nobel house is insane."
Ron sighed. "She's finally getting it."
Meanwhile, Dobby
stood at Raja's side, dressed immaculately, bowing.
"Master Raja, Dobby shall prepare your royal quarters!"
Raja nodded. "Excellent. Also, add
a throne.
"
Harry
couldn't stop laughing.
"You're
really
doing this?"
Raja grinned. "
Harry, my dear friend, it's already done.
"
And thus,
Hogwarts would never be the same again.
To Be Continued...