The Next Morning
James and his friends started their journey under the crisp morning sky.
Rose walked next to James, carefully using a handkerchief to hide her injury from the others.
Scorpius walked alongside them, looking deeply worried about his friends while holding a book close to his chest.
James noticed the heavy volume and turned to him.
"What is that book, Scorpius?"
"Nothing, James," Scorpius replied quickly.
"IT'S A NORMAL BOOK."
In his mind, Scorpius vividly recalled the serious words his father had spoken to him in private.
"Scorpius, I am giving this book to you, but I don't want you to use it because this book belongs to the ancient Slytherin family."
"It is the last book which we have in our family bloodline that contains instructions to use evil spells on people."
"You see, my father once instigated me against Muggle-borns and made me act rudely towards people who are born into Muggle families."
"He made me think exactly like him."
"But Harry made me realize that magic is not something which completely belongs only to the magical families."
"He made me realize the importance of humans and spells, and your mother also became another major reason for me to change for the good."
"I have learned from my past mistakes, but still, a few people in Hogwarts believe I am the same Draco Malfoy who once chose a dangerous, evil path and supported my father."
"And even I know that you are facing the exact same criticism from some people and houses because of my father's and my own past mistakes."
"YOU ARE THE ONLY ONE I AM TRUSTING WITH THIS, AND I BELIEVE YOU WOULD CHANGE THE BAD NAME WHICH IS HANGING OVER OUR FAMILY."
"USE IT CAREFULLY, BECAUSE ONE WRONG SPELL FROM THIS BOOK CAN BRING YOU SEVERE PUNISHMENT."
"I don't know who used this book before us."
"But I have another secret to tell you, which is to be careful of people who can change into different forms all at once using spells and magical potions."
"Some of those people are called evil witches and wizards whose sense of smell is very powerful, and they are really dangerous."
"USE THIS ONLY WHEN IT IS ABSOLUTELY NEEDED."
"BE CAREFUL, SCORPIUS, AND PROTECT JAMES AND YOUR FRIENDS."
"I BELIEVE IN JAMES, BECAUSE I BET HE WILL BECOME ONE OF THE BIGGEST MAGICAL WIZARDS AND WILL SAVE HOGWARTS."
Draco Malfoy had hugged Scorpius tightly, tears of sadness rolling down his face during the farewell.
Remembering his father's touch, Scorpius made a solemn vow in his heart.
"Dad, I know you gave me this before I started my journey from Hogwarts."
"I will make sure I use these magical spells at the correct time."
Meanwhile, Voldemort, who was currently trapped inside Rose's physical form, felt incredibly uncomfortable wearing a ponytail and being dressed like a girl.
His dark eyes fell directly on James's traveling bag, which contained the legendary Gryffindor Sword.
Voldemort extended a hand, about to reach for James's bag, when Kael suddenly stepped forward.
Kael caught Rose's hand, cutting off the movement, and looked at her with wide eyes.
"I am there for you, and I will protect you from Voldemort because I am your hero."
Kael giggled softly at Rose, his cheeks turning red as he became shy.
Inside his mind, Voldemort raged against the boy's touch.
"Shymeless creature."
"I will kill this zero brutally for torturing me, once I fulfill my motive and steal the gemstones and the Gryffindor Sword."
Rose glared fiercely at Kael, trying to pull her hand away.
Kael smiled, leaning closer to Voldemort.
"You know, yesterday I had a dream."
"What was it?" Voldemort asked through Rose's voice, his irritation growing.
Kael giggled again, twisting his hands shyly.
"I kissed you."
Voldemort froze in absolute shock, his anger spiking as he glared at Kael with pure hatred.
"WHAT...?"
"Yes, we got married in it," Kael giggled happily.
Voldemort's internal thoughts screamed with murderous intent.
"I want to kill you mercilessly right now, you pig."
"How dare you flirt with me?"
Leaning in, Voldemort whispered sharply into Kael's ear.
"I am not that beautiful; you can choose someone else."
"Your beauty doesn't matter to me, Rose," Kael replied instantly.
"I love you a lot, and looks don't matter to me at all."
A sudden wave of horror hit Voldemort as his own dark imagination forced a terrifying vision into his mind.
He imagined himself fully dressed up as a blooming bride, covered in wedding veils.
In the vision, Scorpius, James, and the rest of the friends were sitting in the crowd like wedding guests.
Kael arrived riding on a majestic horse, dismounting gracefully before walking up to the bridal Voldemort.
"I love you," the imaginary Kael said.
The boy leaned in close to give him a wedding kiss.
Voldemort snapped out of the terrifying imagination, trembling with fear, only for Kael to reach over and pinch his arm.
"Same pinch!" Kael yelled happily.
"WHAT...?" Voldemort demanded, thoroughly startled.
"We are dressed in the exact same color today."
"I feel like you and me are soulmates dressed in blue, just like James and Elthira are dressed in white, walking next to each other over there."
Voldemort gripped his hands into tight fists, cursing his current existence.
"I will kill this Kael mercilessly once my motive is fulfilled."
"Shameless, idiotic creature."
He looked down at his own clothes in absolute disgust.
"I wish I could burn myself for getting dressed in the exact same color as Kael."
Kael, completely unaware of the dark wizard's fury, stepped even closer to provoke him further.
"I have used a super perfume today; you can smell it on me."
Voldemort sniffed the air, and a sudden, violent sensation of vomiting hit his throat.