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Harry Potter and the Magic of Books Part 9
🕑 Added 2016-05-30 05:32:10 +0000 UTCHarry tossed two bombs into the hallway at the giant mess of breasts then closed the secret door and whispered, “Fire in the hole.”
Hermione winced as the bombs exploded loudly. “That was loud.”
Harry winced as his vision seemed to twist and distort for second as he used his X-ray vision to look through the wall at the thing. ‘That’s not good, I’d better hurry.’ Thankfully the bombs had done their jobs and the thing was scattered over most of the hallway. “It’s dead or at least in pieces.”
Sarah looked through the peephole and watched the demoness staring at the hole in her wall in surprise. She cast a sleep spell on the demoness and smiled when the demoness yawned then fell asleep where she was standing. “Sleep well.”
Harry opened the concealed door then flew down the hallway and slipped into the demoness’ room via the blasted doorway.
Hermione closed the concealed door when she heard footsteps coming down the hallway to investigate the bombs.
Harry grabbed the leather bound book off her desk as well as her ‘art’ supplies and placed them in his backpack then exited the room only to find a large half human half lizard like creature walking up the hallway.
The lizardman sniffed the air then said, “I can smell you. Come out, come out wherever you are, I want to eat your flesh and use your skull for an ashtray.”
Harry drew his sword then stepped forward and stabbed the lizard in the throat. “Die!”
The lizard man gurgled then backhanded Harry sending him tumbling down the hallway. “It’s going to take more than that to kill me, I can only be harmed by the White Dragon Sword!”
Harry pulled two bombs out of his bag and tossed them at the lizard then ran for the stairs.
The lizard laughed, “What do you expect…” whatever else he was going to say was cut off by the explosions that reduced him to a smear on the walls.
Harry gurgled and found his lungs filled with water as he crossed a barrier in his haste without realizing that the next floor was filled with water. He quickly tossed himself back down the stairs and hacked up the mouthful of water. “That sucked.”
Hermione opened the secret door and moved over to check on Harry. “What happened, you’re soaked.”
“The next level up is filled with water.”
“Water levels typically suck in games.” Hermione remembered dying a lot on several different video games when her character had ran out of air.
Sarah scowled. “I suspect that breathing is going to be a real pain.”
Hermione shook her head. “To hell with that, let’s find a spot on the floor and ceiling that we can destroy, I’m not going to run through an entire level filled with water if I don’t have to. There are probably all sorts of evil fish monsters and other dangerous hazards.”
“Wait, you want to blow a hole in the ceiling?”
“And the floor, hopefully we’ll flood the rest of the temple and kill a decent number of the monsters.”
Sarah looked at Harry. “Did the book mention any innocent people trapped in here?”
“Not that I recall, but it’s possible. Still, unless we want to try changing into fish, draining the next level is probably our best bet.” Harry nodded. “I’m game. I have a feeling that the further away from the stairs we get the less protected the ceiling will be.”
Sarah asked, “How many bombs do you have?”
“Enough to make it through but I’ll have to restock after the dungeon.” He was just hoping he didn’t need too many for the boss that was guarding the vault.
Hermione said, “I’ve got several bombs.”
“Excellent, let’s go flood the temple.” Harry headed down the hallway looking for places he could bomb.
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Hermione smirked as they walked around the ‘water’ level avoiding the dying water monsters that no longer had water thanks to Harry’s bombs. “How many more levels before the boss?”
“One, there should be a large chamber with an evil boss dragon guarding the vault.” Harry frowned slightly as he noticed a dying merman with a wicked looking trident crawling toward a small pool of water that remained.
“Dragon?! Why didn’t you say anything?” She glared at Harry.
“I didn’t want you overly distracted worrying about something that I had a plan for.” Harry wasn’t sure his plan would actually work but he had one.
“Fine.” Hermione scowled as she noticed a large squid demon that had what looked suspiciously like penises at the ends of its tentacles. “Next book we jump into needs to have a nice safe spa or something.”
Harry nodded. “If you want.”
Sarah frowned slightly as she saw a group of fish with razor sharp teeth flopping around on the floor in a shallow pool. She could see several glittering coins in the bottom of the pool that might be worth fishing out if they found a spear to kill the fish with, but unless the coins were gold it wasn’t worth the effort. “I’m suddenly very glad that we drained this level.”
“Water levels suck,” Hermione replied as they reached the stairs that led up to the next level. “What’s the plan?”
“The plan is that I sneak up and deal with the guardian then we loot the vault and leave before the master of the temple shows up. Once I get my scar dealt with and we get some rest we can try to loot the rest of the temple if you want but I don’t feel like fighting through a horde of enemies today. How many bombs do you have left?”
“I’ve got twenty bombs left, why?”
“Because I’m going to need at least eight of them.”
Hermione handed Harry eight of her bombs which he put in his bomb pouch. “Do I even want to know why you need eight bombs in addition to however many you still have?”
“Probably not. I’ll be right back.” Harry carefully headed up the stairs. The layout wasn’t exactly like what he was expecting but it was certainly something he could work with. He ignored the various bones chained to walls or charred and broken on the floor as he snuck over to the sleeping dragon. He took out two bombs and tossed them in the dragon’s nostrils then grabbed two more bombs and tossed them in the dragon’s mouth when he opened it in surprise. Harry flew into the air when the bombs turned half of the dragon’s face into bloody fragments. Sadly the dragon was unnaturally tough and didn’t do the honest thing which would have been to die or at least scream in pain or something.
The dragon sprayed the room with fire melting everything that wasn’t stone in the path of the flame.
Harry screamed as the dragon’s fire clipped his left arm and burned it to a stump. He crashed to the ground screaming in pain.
Hermione and Sarah charged up the stairs at Harry’s scream. Hermione tossed a bomb at the dragon trying to distract it long enough that Sarah could save Harry. “Leave him alone!”
Sarah raised her hand and cast a shield spell over Harry which absorbed the next stream of fire long enough to frustrate the dragon which caused it to turn its attention toward Hermione.
Hermione dove behind a column when the dragon unleashed a flame filled roar.
Harry rolled behind a column screaming in agony when he hit his mangled stump on the stone column.
Hermione pulled out her bow and reached for one of her silver arrows.
Sarah cast a speed spell then blurred forward, jumped/flew through the air and stabbed her sword into the dragon’s left eye. “Die!”
The dragon screamed and thrashed its head trying to shake Sarah off.
Sarah grunted as she was flung off the dragon’s head and crashed into the wall before she could stop her momentum.
Hermione stepped out from behind the column and unleashed her arrow into the dragon’s right eye which thankfully finished the dragon off. She ignored the vault doors opening as she turned to look at Harry. “Harry!”
Harry tensed against the pain coursing through his body and pulled out his red heading potion and drank it, if this didn’t count as an emergency he didn’t know what did. He sighed in relief as the pain vanished and his wound healed over. “That could have gone better.”
“We’re still alive…”
Sarah flew over, grabbed her sword and pulled it out of the dragon’s eye with one massive yank. “Sorry, I wasn’t expecting the dragon to be that tough.”
Harry glanced down at the stump where his arm used to be. “I wasn’t either…”
Hermione gulped. “Your arm.”
“A mere flesh wound…” Harry trailed off. “Okay, that was bad.”
“How are you so calm?” Hermione hoped that Harry wasn’t going into shock.
“They can regenerate limbs at the temple and I could be dead…” Harry trailed off as his vision started getting fuzzy. “Damn it…” He blinked a couple of times to try to get the fuzzy spots to go away. “My glasses are on their last legs.”
Hermione shook her head. “Your glasses breaking are the least of our worries.”
“It’s not that, I think my eyes are really close to not needing them anymore,” Harry replied sadly.
“Wait, you’re seriously more concerned about your glasses than your arm?”
“The temple can regenerate my arm, I’ve gotten used to looking at you without your clothes.” He wasn’t going to mention that her mum was also hot and someone he enjoyed checking out.
“It’s not like you don’t see me out of them often enough,” Hermione replied.
“It’s just not the same as sneaking peeks when I’m not ‘supposed’ to.”
Hermione smiled at Harry. “I guess we’ll just have to work on perfecting the enchantment so that we can put them on a pair of sunglasses.”
Sarah said, “Not to rush things but we should probably hurry.”
Harry turned and looked at the room filled with treasure. “I’m not sure how much of the vault we’ll be able to haul out of the book but we should be able to store it at the bank in town. This should pay for a lot of training.” He started stuffing everything of value into his bottomless backpack.
Sarah giggled, “Yep.”
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Hermione frowned slightly as a rather attractive demon girl standing in front of the healer’s temple waved at them. “Yes?”
The demon girl smiled at Harry, “I don’t suppose you want to make a deal?”
Harry was just about to blow the demon off when he recognized her from the picture in the book, Helena was a dealer of magical items and souls or at least that was what the sourcebook said she was. It also said that she was rather honest. “What type of deal?”
“Magic, power or wealth beyond your wildest dreams all for the small price of a piece of soul.” She smiled seductively at Harry and Hermione.
Hermione snorted. “He’s not selling his soul.”
Helena pouted, “That’s hardly fair, he hasn’t even heard my offer.”
Harry shook his head. “Sorry, I’m just here to fix my arm and a curse scar, not sell part of my soul.”
Helena waited until Harry had turned to continue walking toward the temple before she asked innocently or at least as innocently as a demon girl could ask, which wasn’t very, “What about the fragment of soul that’s stuck in your scar?”
Harry stopped and turned to look back at the demon girl. He knew the sourcebook said that Helena couldn’t lie as she was cursed to tell the truth but he wasn’t sure how much he trusted the book. Either way, she certainly didn’t have to volunteer information. “Let’s assume for a second that I could trust you to only take the fragment of a soul, whose soul is it?”
“A dark magic user by the name of Tom Riddle.”
Harry wasn’t sure why he’d have a piece of Tom Riddle’s soul stuck in his head but selling it was probably better than having the healers remove it. “What are you offering me for it?“
“What do you want for it?” Helena asked.
“More magical abilities, more magic as long as I can get them without being corrupted or turned evil.”
“Making deals doesn’t make you evil, being evil makes you evil. As for what I can offer, I could give you the ability to change your looks and to use your tongue in strange and unusual ways, oh the fun we could have.” Helena licked her lips suggestively.
Hermione frowned slightly. “Use his tongue how?”
“Talking to animals, pleasuring the right sort of girl, you know, the fun things.” Helena playfully stuck her tongue out at Hermione.
Sarah spoke up, “No touching his soul.”
Helena rolled her eyes. “I wouldn’t need to mess with Harry’s soul.”
Harry shrugged. “Fine, you get the fragment for those abilities as long as you don’t steal, corrupt or damage my soul, magic or life force in any way.”
“Excellent.” She grinned as she moved toward Harry seductively.
Harry asked, “What’s required?”
“Just a kiss, this might hurt.” Helena smiled as she leaned down and kissed Harry’s scar.
Harry screamed as he felt like someone stabbed a red hot poker into his skull for a couple of seconds before a feeling of arctic cold washed it away and seemed to freeze his veins. He stumbled back, looked up and caught sight of a tail of black mist that was pouring into Helena’s mouth. “That hurt almost as badly as my arm getting burned off. What the hell was that?”
Helena swallowed the last of Tom’s soul fragment then smiled at Harry. “That my dear boy is part of an archmage’s soul, thank you ever so much.”
Hermione scowled slightly. “You didn’t mention that he was powerful.”
Helena smiled at Hermione. “Honey, the first rule of dealing with demons is to ask the right questions. But don’t worry, I keep my deals.” She snapped the fingers of her right hand twice. “Done and done.”
Sarah muttered, “I think she got the better deal this time around.”
Helena smiled seductively at Sarah. “You can’t blame a girl for doing her job well can you?”
“Of course not, you got me but next time, I’ll expect a bonus.” Harry gave Helena a cheeky smile.
Helena grinned at Harry. “You like being on top don’t you?”
Harry said, “Maybe some day you’ll find out.”
“I’m looking forward to it, do come back again.”
Harry rubbed his scar. “Hopefully they can deal with my scar now.”
“They shouldn’t have a problem removing the rest of the dark magic trapped in your scar, I suggest getting a remove curse spell and a heal spell, that should take care of a number of issues including your arm.”
Hermione asked suspiciously, “Why are you being nice?”
“Just because I’m a demon in the soul trade doesn’t mean I can’t be nice.” Helena grinned at Hermione. “Besides, I’d love to get you out of your clothes and on a bed where I can have my wicked way with you.” She looked over at Harry, “Chains, does she like chains?”
Harry held up his hands. “No comment, a gentleman doesn’t kiss and tell.” He winked at the demon girl then made a dash for the temple’s door.
“Harry!” Hermione shouted as she chased after him.
Sarah snickered as she watched Harry and Hermione enter the temple. “They’re great kids.”
“Keep them safe, maybe we’ll make other deals someday.” Helena liked getting decent deals while leaving the other person thinking they got a better deal. Getting part of a mage’s soul for a small bit of knowledge and a slight tweak of an otherwise unimpressive ability was a great deal all around as far as she was concerned.
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Hermione glanced away from where Sarah was giggling and writhing like mad on one of the priestesses’ beds thanks to the attention of three very cute priestesses and over at Harry who was wiggling the fingers of his newly regenerated hand absently as he watched the entertainment. “How are you feeling?”
“I’m not sure. I just made a deal with a cute demon, turned in an ancient artifact, got healed of a lifetime of injuries as a reward and to top things off, I’m taller than I was before the healing and regeneration spells.” Harry smiled as he let his gaze trail over Hermione’s naked body. “On the other hand, my arm works perfectly fine and you're naked which is always nice.”
“I’m just glad the regeneration spell worked, it makes me a lot less nervous about running around on your crazy quests.” Hermione snickered and turned back to watch Sarah as Harry stepped up next to her. “Have you figured out where we’re going next?”
“Rogue training and maybe magic training. I want to figure out how to deal with traps and to pick up a couple of spells if they have anything worthwhile. After that, I want to work on learning enchanting.”
Hermione laughed. “You just want to figure out how to enchant your sunglasses with X-ray vision.”
Harry mock pouted as he placed his hand on her bottom and gave her a gentle squeeze. “Are you saying that you don’t want X-ray sunglasses?”
Hermione leaned into his hand slightly as she watched the priestesses lick Sarah to a rather noisy orgasm. She enjoyed the show for a couple of moments before replying to Harry’s question, “I didn’t say that but between learning the basics of enchanting and reading all of our books we’re looking at very little time for other adventures.”
Harry smiled as he lightly ran his fingers over Hermione’s behind. “Considering how much trouble we had with this adventure, I’m okay with practicing our skills for a while before we rush into another adventure.”
“Same.” Hermione didn’t want to be unprepared for her next adventure.
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Hermione gulped. “You’re arm.” Your arm
