Philosophers stone

Date: 11/25/2017

There was a massive gathering of people around an unknown outside area. There were several men in charge. Everyone was there to see the philosophers stone. One of the men decided to go grab it because there was no point in trying to hide it anymore. He goes through the crowd right to a large metal door in the middle and starts to unlock a series of smaller and smaller locks. Finally, he pulls out the last small box and opens it, and to his surprise the philosophers stone is missing. All the men are in shock, including me. I tell them there is no way someone stole it and that it must be on the ground somewhere or under a desk. We know that it is a gel like blue glowing stone. We search under a desk and can not find it. Meanwhile, Lord Voldemort and I were inside his dark circular lair. He picked up one of the final secrets to attaining the stone, a writing that etched itself into a long list of repeated sentences. He put down the list and thought for a while. He said how he was unable to figure this one out but he thought he would know soon. One of the servants was leaving and he killed him with a fire spell, he disintegrated. He had to kill me too so that way his info would have no way of leaking out. I accepted the death and was burned into a pile of ash. I told him that I loved him. Afterwards, I was still alive somehow and was now in charge for the most part. I succeeded in something at the end but I can’t remember what.