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"Dialogue"
'Thoughts'
-Author notes-
Chapter 372: Into the Void
"He is safe… I think." Harry didn't sound very convinced.
"You think?" Dumbledore asked.
"Well, where is he?" Snape added.
"I put him inside my pocket dimension."
"You mean the ability you acquired from…? Can you keep living people in there? I thought it was only for storage," Dumbledore pointed out.
"That's why I'm not sure. But it was the safest way to capture him. As long as he doesn't die in there, he won't be able to escape. I'm sure of that at least," Harry explained. "Also, he isn't exactly alive anyways."
"What do you mean by that?" Dumbledore asked.
"He's become a vampire."
"Rabastan Lestrange is a vampire?" Snape looked shocked.
"It shouldn't be that surprising. We now know that when Voldemort fled the British Isles, he traveled to Romania. And at some point, he began to take over all the vampire clans there. He was accompanied by six others when I found him," Harry explained to them.
"There are six other vampires near Hogwarts?" Dumbledore exclaimed.
"Not anymore…" Harry paused to think for a moment. "I doubt torturing him will yield much. " He looked at Snape. "How much Veritaserum do you have in storage?"
Snape hesitated and glanced at the Headmaster. After Dumbledore nodded, Snape spoke.
"I have enough to make a dragon talk, if necessary."
"Bring as much as you can. I have a feeling I'm going to use a lot of it," Harry said.
While Snape was gathering the potion, Harry produced the container with the cursed dagger and placed it on the desk.
"One of the vampires had this weapon." He opened it so Dumbledore could examine it closely.
"This…" The Headmaster didn't even need to perform any tests with his wand. The curse on the blade was potent enough to make him feel sick just by being this close. "What kind of curse is this?"
"It's definitely one of the nastiest ones I've encountered. And trust me... that's saying a lot. I believe this was created by Voldemort himself," Harry said.
Dumbledore nodded, having thought the same thing.
"He must have poured all of his hatred and depravity into creating this." He then looked at Harry.
"And what do you expect me to do with it?"
"Study it. Learn what you can from it. If our enemies are using these cursed weapons, I want to know its effects and if there's a way to counter them. Just in case. You probably have a better shot than me with that."
"You can count on me," Dumbledore said.
Snape returned ten minutes later with several large flasks of Veritaserum.
Harry felt exhausted but knew there was still one more thing to finish tonight.
"I'll find everything I can," Harry said, grabbing the potions.
"Are you going alone?" Dumbledore asked.
"It's better that way. I don't know if that place would have negative effects on your bodies. And I'm not risking letting him leave," Harry told him.
"I understand... Be careful. The Lestranges are all extremely dangerous. A cornered beast will always fight for its life to the best of its abilities."
"Of course…" Harry closed his eyes and focused.
He had never gone completely inside the pocket space before...only enough to store things and retrieve them. But now, he was going to send his entire body in there.
He wasn't worried about getting trapped. His ability came with some innate knowledge, enough to know that he had full control of the space. This should allow him to go in and out at will.
He felt a pulling sensation, similar to Apparition, and in the next instant, he found himself in the familiar dark place.
Rabastan was still where Harry had left him, pacing around restlessly.
He hadn't even found the spot where Harry had stored all his things. It was apparent that only Harry could see more clearly in this place, even without the aid of any spells.
However, it only took a few steps before Rabastan noticed his presence.
"Who goes there?!" Rabastan snapped in his direction.
"I suppose your vampire eyes are of little use in this place," Harry said.
"You..." Rabastan recognized the voice.
"You're that boy from before. You put me in here!"
"I did," Harry admitted as he continued to approach.
Rabastan growled, his fangs stretching out and his eyes glowing intensely.
"Get me out of here! I will rip you limb from limb, you bastard!"
Harry held his staff in hand. "Empty threats. Even if you kill me, you'll never escape this void. Only I can let you out… if I want to."
Rabastan hesitated for a moment. He couldn't tell if Harry was bluffing, but he didn't doubt that Harry had the power to release him from this place. After all, he was the one who had brought him in.
"What do you want?... I am from a powerful, ancient family, and my Master is the most powerful wizard in the world. There is little we cannot obtain… just state your demands," the vampire grunted.
"I do want something from you. And what I want is very simple… I want to know everything about your Master. And I want the truth," Harry said.
Rabastan was not expecting that demand.
"You want to know about my Master?" He grew more cautious.
"Yes, I want to know everything… everything he did after leaving England, everything he's done since coming back, and what he plans to do now. Tell me everything you know about… Voldemort."
Rabastan's eyes widened in shock.
"You know!"
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