Harry Potter And The Dual Lord

My name is Levina Pavlovna, and I am a 14 years old girl student studying in Koldovstoretz. My school isn't very well known across the world thanks to damn Durmstrang.

Anyway, there are 8 magical in the world, and Koldovstoretz is part of them. It is located in Russia, although I can't really tell where, it's a secret.

My country has suffered a lot during this century. Be it the regulars… Those who can't use magic, or our magical community, we all got hit hardly.

The regulars had two world wars, while we had to deal with another one. Do not be mistaken, the first world war might have been a regular war, wizards were involved too.

But we had one war, us wizards. Against Grindelwald. Then another one, the cold war they called it. Let's go back in time. It all started when Grindelwald appeared out of the blue.

Before he had some minor fame because he had been fired from Durmstrang, something quite rare, but apart from that nothing. And in less than a day, he spread chaos in Europe.

He assaulted multiple of the European ministries and almost revealed wizards existence to regulars. Then the war begun. What does it have to do with Russia?

Grindelwald extended his greed to the entire world, and started attacking Mother Russia along his followers. Following that years of bitter war started, and the result wasn't good.

The war ended in 1945 when Dumbledore defeated Grindelwald, but that wasn't the end of conflicts. MACUSA, so the Americans, had the nerves to try to keep Grindelwald imprisoned in their country. The problem was, he had already escaped from there.

And even if he didn't, what right did they have to keep him? Russia, or even the European countries suffered more than America. Had it been Britain who kept him, we wouldn't have said anything, but Dumbledore apparently couldn't bear to keep Grindelwald with him.

So when Grindelwald was transferred in America, Russia striked them, and captured Grindelwald. We delivered him to the prison he created himself, Nurengard, and imprisoned him in its highest tower.

Of course, the Americans weren't happy, and adding the problems regulars had between them, the Cold War started. For the forty or so following years, the two countries had been at war. A war without any battleground. A war, because everytime a Russian crosses an American, a fight will ensue.

Of course through the years the conflicts have become lesser, but the tension is still there. The possible rise of another Dark Lord also helped rallying the minds. Voldemort didn't attack either of us, but the threat he represented made the two countries forbid fighting, as they would need all possible forces to take on the Dark Lord.

Fortunately the boy who lived, well lived, so the Dark Lord never had the opportunity to attack us. And all of this leads us here. Some time ago, a few days before the start of school year, a new appeared on every lips, every newspaper, again. Grindelwald.

Panic, anger, sadness, nostalgia… Every kind of emotions and feelings had been felt by people at that time. I myself have lost family members in that war. My great-great-grandfather had been killed by Grindelwald himself according to my father's stories.

I knew none of them, so I felt nothing much when I heard about him, except for a little fear that another Dark Lord could be on the rise. That was a few weeks ago.

This morning, information about Arthur Grindelwald's doings have been spread in the entire world. But what most people don't know about, is that another thing has been spread in the world.

A contract. Arthur Grindelwald's head was on stake. It had almost been confirmed that he was destined to be the next Dark Lord. So about every magical governments has sent the same order, a killing order.

For myself, I think it is ridiculous to put a worldwide killing order on a kid who just turned Eleven. It seems a little out of proportions. No, completely out of proportions. Hell, a worldwide Killing Order!!

This isn't the normal kind of contract. You see, I have been taught… special skills, because I am part of an important family in Russia, and I have been taught about Assassination. I am no assassin myself, nor hitman, but I know a lot about them.

I know that only two worldwide killing orders have been put during this century. One on 'Gellert Grindelwald', and the second on 'Tom Marvolo Riddle aka Voldemort'. Now, a third name comes to the list. 'Arthur Grindelwald'.

So yes, I thought this was overreacting, I would say even cruel to chase after a kid. Even the two Dark Lords didn't survive the killing orders, although it wasn't because of it they died, they died nonetheless.

However, another order had been passed down, a third one. This one exclusive among schools. It seemed the school heads took it as a provocation that Arthur left the school because of his talent. Now wanting to fall behind, all schools have sent their own student.

And that is why I had to live the cold castle I studied in for the last three years, and headed toward Norway. I had wanted to go alone, because Arthur himself didn't go with any teacher, but as offended as the staff was, they didn't allow me to go on my own.

So it is with my head of house that I went to Norway. Arthur's precise location was unknown to us, but we suspected he was in Bergen this is the nearest city from the landing point of his portkey.

My teacher and I waited until midday to use their fountain system, as this was the fastest way we had to go there. We entered the fountain about 15 minutes late because of the traffic.

When we arrived, I understood why a worldwide killing order had been issued. And even then I couldn't help but feel that it wouldn't be enough to catch him.

There, on the main place of the city, was something horrible enough to even make my teacher, who experienced a lot in life, puke. Not to speak about me.

There, a cross stood tall, with a burned corpse on it. The corpse was about ten meters in the sky, so that everyone could see it. Slightly below it, limbs had been used to write '14'.

Would you believe me if I told you that this was the softest thing I saw on the place? The cross was standing just next to the fountain, at the center of the place.

Now, on the edge of the circle like place, stood 10 seven meters tall spikes.

At the end of each of the ten spikes, there was a head. Then, below them, various numbers were made, using limbs, again. 31, 23, 19, 47… It didn't take long to people to guess that it was their age.

The spikes formed a circle themselves. At the base of each spike, there was the c.h.e.s.t of every individual. Head on top, torso below, genitals crushed. As if someone stomped on them.

The c.h.e.s.ts were all opened, but there were no guts in the c.h.e.s.ts, nor bones. It was is if they had actually been transformed into real c.h.e.s.ts, those that contain objects. And it was the case here, by the way.

Inside of their c.h.e.s.t, they each had an apple. A big, red apple. Who knows whether the apples were red because of the blood or if it were their natural colors.

And as if all of this wasn't enough, there still was a little something else. The ribs of each torsos had been stitched together to form a pair of wings on the back of every torso.

So yes, I believe the worldwide killing order isn't that much of an overreaction, now that I see this. If Arthur Grindelwald was capable of doing this being only 11, then what will he do when he becomes an a.d.u.l.t?