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It was a cold gloomy November night in England, though you wouldn't know it at first glance. Throughout the cities and boroughs, the Wizarding World was celebrating the defeat of a great evil, and though their wild parties were threatening to reveal the secrecy of their culture to the Muggle community, they cared little and continued in their joyous revelry. Why risk exposure like this you ask?
The answer was simple.
The Wizarding World had just seen the end of a great war against a formidable threat. A Dark Lord calling himself Voldemort had led an army of Dark Wizards and Magical Creatures against the Magical Community, seeking to usurp control over the Wizarding World and put an end to what he saw as the Muggle taint on the world and force a reign of terror down on his enemies. All this eventually came to a head the previous night, October 31, when Lord Voldemort traveled to Godric's Hollow and met his end as he attempted to take the life of an infant child named Harry Potter.
Throughout Great Britain, the streets were alight with celebratory parties as the Wizarding community of Magical Britain raised a glass to the Boy Who Lived and the downfall of Lord Voldemort, but not a small suburban street in Little Whinging, Surrey. In fact, all of the streetlamps along the street had strangely gone dark, casting a shadow over three figures that had gathered in front of one of the houses.
Their names were Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall, and Rubeus Hagrid, and they had gathered here on that night to deliver an important piece of precious cargo to safety.
"Are you sure about this Albus?" Minerva asked as she glanced at the oldest of their trio,
"these Muggles are the worst sort. It's hardly the place to leave a child."
"I'm certain that this is the safest place for young Harry to stay," said Dumbledore as he placed a bundle he was carrying onto the porch of Number 4 Privet Drive before tucking a note into the blankets as well,
"The Dursley's are his closest remaining family, so I am sure he will be well taken care of."
"And what about the scar?" asked Minerva,
"Should that not be removed?"
Dumbledore glanced down at the sleeping child wrapped in the bundle of blankets that he had placed on the Dursley's doorstep, his eyes ghosting over a lightning-shaped cut on the infant's forehead that had already begun to heal,
"Even if I could, I wouldn't. You never know though, sometimes scars can be surprisingly useful. In any case, we should be on our way. We mustn't linger here too long, and I dare say that we have friends that wish us to join in their celebrating the end of the war."
Minerva looked like she wanted to protest, but ultimately decided to trust Dumbledore and the three Wizards made their way out of Privet Drive, with Dumbledore using a magical tool to restore light to the streetlamps lining the road before vanishing with a loud crack.
The sound caught the attention of the residents of Number 4, and the porch light turned on as a very thin woman named Petunia Dursley opened the door, looking around for the source of the noise, before looking down and yelping as she saw the child left on her doorstep. Reaching down, she picked up the note and read through its contents, before dropping the parchment in surprise as her breath caught in her throat. Rushing back inside, Petunia slammed the door closed, leaving the child outside as she hurried to speak with her husband.
The sound of the door woke young Harry, and he abruptly began to cry due to a lack of familiar surroundings and company. Despite his tears however, no response came, as the Dursleys even turned off their lights and went back to sleep, hoping things would be back to normal when they woke up.
As Harry continued to wail, his youth and mental state began to draw upon powers that lay deep within him, causing the lights in his vicinity to flicker as the frost around him began to melt slightly, before finally, everything came to a crescendo as Harry vanished from Privet Drive with a loud crack.
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In a luscious library in Albion we see a northern Irish looking young man, about twenty-four years old with dark brown hair, blue eyes, pale, tall and slender. Wearing blue clothed pants, red shirt with a brown clothed jacket while having a scarf around his neck reading a book.
Then in a moment, he felt a strong source of magic coming towards him, as he smiled while putting the book on the night stand as looks at the coffee table. A bright golden light there for a second before the light fades and out appears a basket with crying of a child being heard.
The man in question, quickly gets up and walks over to the coffee table picking up the baby which was Harry. Harry then looks at the man and starts giggling, the man smiles while holding the child in his arms.
" Oh Harry it's so good to finally met you, you're probably wondering who I am, but am you grandpa on Lily's side of the family. My name is Merlin, I know your probably won't understand me, but from now on I'm going to take care of you....I...I you're probably wondering why I just came to you now well I had powerful enemies that would do anything to just to kill me. That was when at the time I was with your grandmother she was killed by one of those enemies, that was after we had Lily fearing that it would happen again I gave her to some muggles to looked after her that I trusted, they were the Evans '' Merlin started tearing up a bit the moment he had to give up his child know he would miss the chance to have a family, but it all to protect her.
''....But that doesn't mean I wouldn't watch over her and give her some helpful advised from time to time. And then when she started doing magic I was so happy, but I did wanted to teach her my way of magic, but it was her own choice I've been watching her and helping from the shadows that was until tonight on a mission I took away from you and your mother for a second and then, Lily was gone, it felt like losing Arthur all over again, but when I saw what that prat were going to do. I decide no I failed Arthur..Lily...but Harry I wasn't going to fail you '' Merlin ending feeling like he was going to cry. Harry was surprisingly able to feel this spoke.
'' Ba!"
Merlin then looks at Harry and surprised that Harry's eyes started glowing butterscotch gold just like his. Merlin looks around and saw many books and small objects were floating in midair for a minute, before it drop back down as Harry’s eyes turns back to their regular green color. Merlin was astonished, smiling as he slightly jumps up with a smile on his face, and brings Harry up in air as he giggles.
'' Oh Harry you're just like me, oh when I'm done with you, you'll be a powerful Warlock and your learn magic from the Old Religion, but first I need to check this '' Merlin as brings Harry down, and snapped his finger and a parchment paper appeared on the table and Merlin takes a small drop of blood from Harry's scar and dropping it on the parchment, hovering his hand over it.
While muttering a spell
" Icuis bisan raditani huhnan afæstna flotveao " Merlin muttered as his eyes glowed butterscotch gold before written showed on the parchment
Inherence Test Results:
Name: Harrison James Potter
Status: Pureblood
Race: Warlock, Dragonlord
Birthday: July 31, 1980
Mother: Lillian Elizabeth Potter nee. Sakura
Father: James Charles Potter
Father Side:
Grandfather: Charlus Potter
Grandmother: Dorea Potter nee. Black
Mother Side:
Grandfather: Merlin ' Emrys '
Grandmother: Gabrielle Sakura
Godparents:
Godfather- Sirius Black (in Azkaban)
Godmother- Alice Longbottom ( Alive )
Heirs to:
Emrys ( by blood, mother )
Potter (by blood, father)
Peverell (by blood, father)
Pendragon(by blood, father)
Sakura(by blood, mother)
Black (by blood, father)
Slytherin (by concur)
Magic:
Magic core (85% blocked, 15% unblocked)
Eidetic / Photographic Memory (blocked)
Natural Legilimency (locked)
Ancient Magic (locked)
Natural Occlumency (locked)
Natural Metamorphmagus ( locked )
Parseltongue (unblocked)
Horcrux (in scar)- Tom Marvolo Riddle
Vault Info M2.0:
Vaults Info:
Potter
Vaults:
Vault 752- trust vault (300,000 G)
Vault 64- Potter Family Vault (various heirlooms, books,jewelry, diamonds, swords, armors, artworks, clothing, wands, etc. 986,000 G; 752,700 S; 683,000 K)
Vault 65- Potter Money Vault (14,998,000 G; 13,850,000 S; 11,950,000 K)
Vault 625- James Potter Vault (7,600,000 G)
Vault 637- Lily Evans Potter Vault (5,835,000 G)
Properties:
Potter Manor, Wales (forest and river, Destroyed)
Potter Country House, Scotland
Potter Cottage,Godric's Hollow (spell damaged)
Potter Hall, France
Potter Villa, Italy
Potter Penthouse, U.S.A. New York City
Lily's Castaway, U.S. California
Potter Beach House, Hawaii
Other Information:
5 seats on Wizengamot
4 seats on The French Court
Peverell
Vaults:
Vault 22- Peverell Family Vault (various heirlooms, books, jewelry, diamonds, swords, armors, artworks, clothing, wands, etc. )
Vault 23- Peverell Money Vault (16,950,000 G; 13,730,000 S; 8,630,000 K)
Properties:
Peverell Castle, Scotland (river and forest)
Peverell Manor, Germany
Peverell Chateau, China
Other Information:
1 Elder Seat on Wizengamot
4 seats on the German Council
Owner of the Elder's Wand, Resonating
Stone and Invisibility Cloak
Pendragon
Vaults:
Vault 24- Pendragon Vault (various heirlooms, books, swords, armors, weapons, clothing, jewelry, wands, etc.)
Vault 15- Gryffindor Money Vault (890,900,817,819 G; 897,876,732,000 S; 78,923,273,000 K)
Properties:
Gryffindor Castle, Scotland forest, village, river
Gryffindor Villa, Rome
Griffin Cottage, Paris
Camelot, Albion ( Damaged )
Other Information:
10 seats on Wizengamot
6 seats on the French Court
25% owner of Hogwarts
Sword of Excalibur
Sakura
Vaults:
Vault 11- Sakura Vault (various heirlooms, jewelry, diamonds, swords, armors, artworks, clothing, wands, etc.)
Vault 12- Sakura Money Vault (18,985,000,000 G; 17,960,000 S; 16,972,000 K)
Vault 17- Sakura Book Vault (48,675,432 books)
Properties:
Sakura Castle, unknown
Sakura Manor, Athens Greece (destroyed )
Other Information:
10 seats on Wizengamot
6 seats on the Greek Wizard Circle
Slytherin
Vaults:
Vault 16- Slytherin Vault (various heirlooms, books, jewelry, diamonds, armors, clothing, wands, etc. 16,985,000 G; 15,832,000 S; 13,200,000 K)
Vault 17- Slytherin (dark magic books, potions, herbs,snake eggs, portraits)
Properties:
Slytherin Castle, unknown (dark forest, river)
Serpent's Hollow, Russia
Other Information:
10 seats on Wizengamot
8 seats on the Russian Coven
25% of Hogwarts
Emrys
Vaults:
Vault 01- Emrys Vault (various heirlooms, books, jewelry, diamonds, swords, armors, magic clothing, etc. heirlooms, books, )
Vault 02 - Emrys Money Vault (987,200,000 G; 897,300,000 S; 934,845,000 K)
Properties:
Emrys Tower, Albion (magic forest, river, 2 lakes)
Other Information
1 Elder's seat on Wizengamot
Once he was finished, Merlin was livid that old bastard Dumbledore not only restrained his grandson magic, but he also thought taking to him those magic hating muggles and what was worst is that he has a Horcrux in his forehead. Merlin was going to killed Dumbledore, but right now Merlin needed to focus on Harry. He then noticed that Harry was asleep in his arms cradling with both arms.
'' Don't worry Harry everything will be okay I won't anyone hurt you and I'll fixed everything''
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13 Years Laters in Brazil
In the deepest part of a tropical forest was a male figure who looked to be 14 years old with black messy hair, bright shiny green eyes while and a lightning bolt scar on his forehead. His attire consisted of a blue shirt with a red neckerchief along with a brown jacket, dark pants, and an intricately woven leather-looking belt, with several similar pouches already threaded along its length. That was on the outside of his red shirt and boots. His jackets vary somewhat in color, from light brown to a more russet tone.
He was holding a staff in his right hand, the Staff itself looked to be made of wood with large blue crystals and brown carrying straps. The shafts are engraved with ancient writing. He was wearing a shoulder bag over his right shoulder, while on his left he was cradling a large blue egg.
The figure in question is none other than Harry James Potter who is currently being chased by surprisingly a pack of armored skeletons.
“ This * pant * could * pant * have gone off better, “ Harry said while taking a short breath, turning to the pack, and pointing his staff while speaking at a spell.
“ ġelēafa mǣrsunge āsċiepe thy eorþan ontȳn ” Speaking the incantation his eyes briefly glowed a butterscotch golden color before changing back into their normal shiny bright green eyes.
Then the ground around the pack started turning into quicksand which stopped the skeleton back in their tracks while sinking into the ground some tried to break free, but that just resulted in them falling apart.
Harry chuckles while smiling at that, but is cut short when he swiftly looks to the left and sees another pack rushing towards him he quickly responds with another spell.
“ Heofonfȳr! “ a blazing ball of energy shot from the tip of the staff hitting the ground in front of the pack. The force was enough to knock back or blow themselves apart.
Harry knew it was to get out of here, finally point his staff in front of him and he spoke a strong spell.
“ Bedyrne ús! Astýre ús portes “ A portal then materializes in that spot, quickly jumping into the portal it closes as soon as he crosses the other side leaving no one to follow him.
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In an old graveyard, Harry lands on the ground as the portal closes behind him, breathing a sigh of relief that he managed it out of there. He then kneels, places his staff on the ground, examines the egg, and sees that it is perfectly fine.
“ * Phfff* That's good, it's fine, but now “ holding it with his left arm, he used his right to swish his hand and magically conjured a small altar and placed the egg there carefully.
“ Okay, time to wake up little one “ Harry then closed his eyes and summoned his magic before speaking.
“ { ѕαρнιяα } “After a moment the egg started wiggling a bit before the shell started cracking more and more as Harry smiled, the top piece of egg broke off and popped out a baby blue dragon.
“ Hehehe welcome to the world Saphira “ Harry smiled helping peel off some of the broken shells, Saphira shook off her body, before brushing off her face with her claws, sketching out her body and wings Harry was able to get a good look at her wings with he thought they were.
‘ Majestic ‘
Looking around she then spots Harry for a moment before she leaps on his lap and crawls her way up towards Harry’s shoulder, perching herself on there, nuzzling her cheek next to his. Harry smiles while brushing his hand under her chin, she softly purrs affectionately.
With a smile on his face, he couldn’t wait to get back home and show them Saphira. Yet he then soon looked around and realized where he was.
‘ No way this couldn’t be….. ’ He grabs his staff and soon gets walking down a certain area until he spots a certain gravestone his eyes widen in shock.
“ No way,….Mom….Dad….”
There standing was the gravestone of Lily and James Potter. It was a large gravestone covered in some vines and some dust. Walking closer to the gravestone he kneels down tracing his fingers on the names of his parents. The lost of his parents always made him sad that they were gone. Sure he had his grandfather, but he always wanted to explain a motherly hug or fatherly time together with them, but he would never get that chance.
Saphira sensed her lord's emotional state and nuzzled her head on his cheek. This seemed to get Harry out of his emotional funk as he looked at Saphira who seemed to be worried. As he reassures her that he’s fine.
“ Don’t worry Saphira…I’m fine…come on let’s go home “ Harry said as he stood up and dusted off his pants, tapped his staff on the ground and the gravestone magically became clean, he started walking in the left side direction. Before he and Saphira teleported home.
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Albion: Land of Myth
Inside a stone tower in what seems to be a comfortable yet space-ish living room with a kitchen, Harry and Saphira appear out of thin air, with Harry sighs in relief as Saphira looks around for a second, leaping off Harry’s shoulder and glides towards the leather recliner patting it down while lying comfortably on it.
Harry chuckles out this, heading to the bathroom to clean up. After doing his business, taking a shower, and finally putting a new change of clothes on. He was now back in the living room with only some pajama shorts on, yet the most noticeable thing about him was his body. He saw Harry's scars and tattoos on his body.
One was Chinese characters down the right side of his abdomen, and the other one was on the right side of his chest what looked to be a crest of a dragon. As well as the fact that he has a lean aesthetic muscular physique with defining visible biceps, pectorals, hard visible six-pack abs.
Then there were scars, three claw marks that looked like from a beast across the center of his chest, then lower down to the left side of his abdomen it looked like a nasty bite mark. On his back at the center of his right shoulder blade were wiping marks that were arranged to look like an 'H'. After stretching his body, and before walking over to the long couch and laying down and relaxing, placing both his hands behind his head and breathing a sigh of relief while closing his eyes, but then he felt a weight on his chest. He looks in front of him to see Saphira on his chest tilting her head to the side innocently.
Harry chuckled while brushing under her chin, which caused her to purr affectionately again.
“ You know Saphira, I bet Kilgharrah, Aithusa, and Basilor are going to love you, once I show you tomorrow, “ Harry said with a smile before he glanced at some pictures above the fireplace.
One was of him when he was a baby with his parents and the other was of him with his grandfather with his 11 years old. He still remembers the day that he lost him.
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Flashback Starts
“ I sorry* Cough* *Cough* * Cough* * Cough! *” Merlin started coughing more violently before he couldn’t finish his sentence as he leaned back on the stone.
“ Grandpa! Grandpa! Please, no. Please. I can save you. Just don't close your eyes…” Harry said in a panicked state, thinking of what to do. Tears started coming down his cheek. This wasn’t happening , he wasn't going to lose another part of his family again. This day turned into another nightmare in an instant.
“ It’s too late Harry, the time has come, but I know that you are ready. Listen to me. When you face Kilgharrah and Aithusa, remember: be strong.” Merlin muttering coughed, as blood ran down his lips, to prepare for his final test.
“ No, I’m not , I can't do this alone,” Harry said while crying.
“ Listen to me!” Merlin forces Harry to look at him, seeing the love and care in his eyes “ You are my grandson. I've seen enough in you to know for these past eleven years that you will make me proud and always will , I love you, Harry. “ Merlin said with a smile hugging his grandson the last time his body faded and went limp, closing his eyes. As the young warlock held him in his arms.
“ No Grandpa,* sniff * N-No please….”
Harry couldn’t believe this , he started crying while clinging to his grandfather hoping this was all a dream. But he knew it wasn’t.
How could he afford to hope for the best? If he had once again taken something precious from him without giving anything in return. He should have expected this, he should have looked harder, and he should have been more careful and focused. But he had his head in the clouds all this entire time, dreaming and hoping that at least once in his life was going to be okay and that his suffering wouldn’t continue.
He lays his head on Grandfather’s chest, not holding back his tears. Why was life so cruel and unfair to him, but even it would not forbid him to mourn his grandpa?
Then a great roar and rushing of wings sounded above him. They came, Aithusa being the first to land near Harry. Aithusa white and blue scales with darker undertones. She had piercing blue eyes , her size was just a little smaller than Kilgharrah.
Winds buffeted them from all sides, but this didn’t even make Harry stagger with the sheer force of it. He looked up.
Hovering above them was the largest creature he had ever seen. A gigantic golden dragon with golden eyes; so large Harry wouldn't be surprised if he could have filled three times the space. His wings flapped loudly, like waves crashing against the ground. He landed on the ground so heavily it shook, and would throw many people to the ground. He turned his giant eyes back to Harry and Merlin who had a tiny frown fixed on his face.
Neither Aithusa nor The Great Dragon stepped forward, Harry could tell that they both were waiting for something.
He then looks downwards before wiping away at his tears and standing up he looks at Grandfather one more time, before looking at the two dragons slowly starting walking towards them. But as he took his first few steps he voice in his head, that geeked him with more strength as time slowed down.
‘ You're the last dragonlord now. You alone carry the ancient gift. Deep within yourself, you must find the voice that you, Kilgharrah, and Aithusa share, for your soul and theirs, are a family. When you speak to them as kin, they must obey your will.‘
Finally facing the two dragons with steel nerves, Harry could feel the gift of the Dragonlord , feeling a warm sensation in his chest his pupils surprisingly start becoming a slit . As he unleashed a powerful draconic roar that shook the ground.
“ { Arrgggh!! Dragorn. Non didlkai. Kari miss, epsipass imalla krat. Katostar abore ceriss. Katicur. Me ta sentende divoless. Kar … krisass. } “ When Harry was finished both dragons proudly straightened up and bowed their heads to Harry.
“ I am truly sorry, young warlock. I wish there were words of wisdom that could help you, “ Kilgharrah said, offering any form of comfort speaking in a deep and ancient voice . While having a sad frown on his face.
“ Oh Harry it’s okay we’re here for you “ Aithusa spoke in a feminine silky voice, nuzzling her face to Harry in comfort. While he fell into her, crying holding to Aithusa.
Kilgharrah then looked up at the sky and saw night had approached , looking up at the stars, he knew that big changes were going to happen soon.
Flashback Ended
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“ Man, I miss him so much, “ Harry mutters as Saphira looks at her Lord.
“ It’s…. It just hasn’t been the same without him here you know, sure I did some incredible things for someone my age, stopping a dark lord, battling trolls, giant snakes, and spiders, hunting for Horcruxes, exploring the world, becoming a lord…I wish….I got to spend time with him some more….but also…Morgana “ Harry spoke his mind as Saphira’s body shivered when he mentioned Morgana’s name.
“ I know, I have this prophecy thing with Riddle, which is completely idiotic. I should be focusing on Morgana only, but thanks to that idiot who’s afraid of death, * sighs* It doesn't matter, I only have one more Horcrux to go and then I’m rid of him “ Harry said calming himself, but then he felt a….
Distributes…..
Harry looked around, using Mana Sense he felt something trying to connect with his magic without his consent.
‘ Someone, or something, is trying to connect to my magic., but what. ’
Just then a bright light envelopes the both of them without any time to think both Harry and Saphira vanished, leaving only an empty space where the couch should be….
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Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, was currently standing on the front steps of his beloved castle. Around him, the students and staff were congregated, as they waited for the arrival of their guests, the representatives of Beauxbatons School of Magic, and Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Things have not been going as planned first with the disappearance of Harry Potter his plans could not gone underway, but things didn't go as planned, he couldn't find the brat anywhere, and he couldn't access the money from his vault. Finally, the marriage that was set up with the Weasleys was gone. Of course, he was getting complaints from Molly Weasley, about the money he promised her for the marriage. It went so bad he even had to pay her out of his own money.
Then there was a mysterious figure who had been foiling his plans even more. First with the troll, sorcerer’s stone, the invisibility cloak was stolen, and Quirrell, and that was only the first year then was the second year the petrified students, the Basilisk, and finally those blasted spiders were all gone.
But the worst of the third year is when the figure cures Remus of his werewolf curse and frees Sirius from Azkaban and is now staying at Bone's residence, Then the parents of the Neville Longbottom are completely healed from the Cruciatus Curse, but the worst part was that the Potter was emancipated looked through the ministry’s records. He hopes this plan will work in luring the Potter boy out. It wasn’t good that Amelia Bones, Sirius Black, and Remus Lupin were also there.
Those three would be the biggest problem if, by a miracle, the Potter brat showed up, they would mostly do everything in their power to help the boy, but with the help of Crouch, he could get things handled.
"The Goblet of Fire will now choose the champions!" Dumbledore said magnanimously while placing his hand on the cup and hoping the cup would force Harry to the castle. It shot a red flamed beam up and a piece of paper fell down which Dumbledore caught and read. "The Champion for the Beauxbatons Academy of Magic is Fleur Delcour!" Cheers from the Hall as the pretty blond Veela walked to the front and went through the doors to the Trophy room. Another beam of red flames shot another paper out with Albus once more catching it.
"The Champion for Durmstrang is Victor Krum!" The Drumstrang boys began shouting and cheering for Victor as he too joined Fleur. Another paper shot into the air which Dumbledore dutifully snatched and read. "The Hogwarts Champion is Cedric Diggory!" Hogwarts students cheered, regardless of house, as it was a matter of school pride, not house pride. One of the only times the students of Hogwarts would unanimously support something.
"Our three champions have been chosen! Now to the rules for the tourna-" Dumbledore was stopped as the Goblet of Fire turned red once more and began swirling the red fire around the cup at an increasingly fast pace. Dumbledore eyed it warily, this was not supposed to happen. Finally, however, the cup shot a piece of paper into the air, and Dumbledore grabbed it almost automatically and held it in his glee while turning the paper over to see the name of Harry Potter on it and he did while internally exalting in glee he solemnly said the name.
"Harry Potter."
Everyone was whispering and talking back and forth, they all knew Harry didn't go to Hogwarts, so were wondering who had entered him as no one had seen him around the castle and it surely would have been gossip of the year if he had been seen.
But of course, the Marauder Padfoot didn’t like that at all.
‘’ Albus! You bloody bastard what did you do! ‘’ Sirius yelled at the Headmaster while Remus was holding him back trying to calm down, but it was clear that Remus was pissed off as well.
With Dumbledore completely ignoring him continues to speak.
"Seeing as Mr. Potter is not here we shou-"
But then in the center of the room, a white light shined brightly in front of the center of the hall in front of the Goblet of Fire. The students were either panicking or covering their faces from the light while the staff, headmaster, and adults pointed their wands at the light squinting their eyes slightly before the light faded as everyone then once the light fades. Everyone's expressions started to turn from panic and fear to awe or shell shock. What they saw was Harry Potter himself lying on a couch with a baby blue dragon on his chest.
“ No way…..” Professor Babbling muttered in shock.
“ It’s Harry Potter The Boy Who Lived “ Professor Flitwick added.
The students started muttering and whispering with one another, while the others were speaking out. “ Oh, Merlin it’s him “ “ I thought he was dead” “ Holy shit he’s hot! “
Of course, the staff was completely shocked seeing the boy who defeated the great dark lord. Then of course the headmaster pretended to look surprised, but inside he smiled now seeing that his plan could finally begin.
Sirius and Remus of course didn’t know what to say as they saw James and Lily’s son right before their eyes. The both of them knew he wasn’t dead given the fact that they knew about him taking his lordship, especially the Black Family which shell-shocked Sirius, but for many years of feeling lost and guilty for failing James, Lily, and Harry on that night. Mostly Sirius he was Harry's Godfather for crying out loud, he was supposed to take care of him. The loss really hit him hard and being sent to Azkaban, but now that didn’t matter now here he was alive and well.
“ Pup… is that you “ Sirius mutters while shaken up walking over to Harry.
Standing up, Saphira crawls up to his shoulder, looking around innocently, occupying he was looking around before stopping at Sirius. Harry couldn’t help, sigh in annoyance .
“Great just Great ''
Chapter 2
Summary:
Everyone were shock to Harry Potter and even more shocked to see his magic and wives?!
Chapter Text
Sirius wanted comes closer, but from the way from that tone it looked like Harry was not happy to see him this actually broke his heart. For years he has been worried about what happened to Harry, was he eating? Was he getting enough sleep? Was he healthy? Many of these things were going through his mind, almost driving him mad if it weren’t for Amelia, Remus, and some other friends/family members who were able to help through his worries, but now seeing his godson so healthy and alive his worries faded away immediately.
Many words were plaguing his mind, so many questions, so many thoughts on what to say, but this was something that could be for later. Sirius only took one step, before Harry put up his hand up in front of him.
‘’ Harry ? ’’ Sirius question
‘’Not now Mr. Black I kinda Busy right now, ‘’ Harry said bluntly ‘’ Yeah I know that I look so much like my father, but I have my mother's eyes I get that alot ’’
Harry then noticed that Remus was coming closer, and frown.
“ Not even you Lupin both of you just back off! “ Harry warned
Remus became sad about that, He knew that he failed Harry, but now he was receiving the consequences of his actions .
then are interrupted by an old fool of a bastard Dumbledore. He glances at the Goblet of Fire and puts two and two together.
‘ Of course ‘
‘’ I’m sorry to break up this happy reunion but we do have a situation on our hands ‘’ Dumbledore spoke while the three sighed in annoyance Saphira didn’t look happy at the old man. She also felt anger and hatred from her lord towards the old fool. ‘’ What are you talking old man ‘’ Harry spoke more annoyed at Dumbledore who spoke, to which everyone was shocked except for Sirius, Remus, and Amelia.
Of course, the greasy, sallow git himself didn’t appreciate that at all, stepping forward and narrowing his eyes at Harry.
But no one noticed that Saphira was looking around before stopping from a group of girls that looked that had different colored robes on changing from blue, yellow, and green.
“ Um sis is that baby dragon looking at us “ Astoria asked as she looked at sister who was just staring and ... .drooling at Harry and his…..abs.
Astoria then noticed not only her sister Daphne wasn’t the other girls were also starring some while slightly licking their lips. Astoria sighs at her sister and friends, but she was not one to talk, cuz she was also blushing and glancing at Harry’s abs.
“ You will treat the Headmaster with more respect boy, “ Snapes scowled as the two men just rolled their eyes, but Harry’s shoulder felt light as a voice yelled.
“ Dragon! “
Harry then wipes his head over seeing that Saphira is flying towards some of the students in the back corner. Harry only chuckled seeing Saphira roaming around out of curiosity, but of course, Snape tried to stop Saphira from pointing his wand at the baby dragon, but Harry wasn’t having it.
“ Forbærnan “ Harry’s eyes then flashes a glowing butterscotch gold color before turning back to their bright green color. Sirius and Remus who was closest couldn’t figure out what he was saying, but Remus was able to understand some of it.
‘ What spell was that, I feel like I heard it somewhere before ‘
‘ That was Old English when did Harry learn that ‘
The wand started glowing red and becoming hot.
“Arck!” Snape's grunts in pain, feeling like his wand was burning, quickly drops his wand while gripping his now injured hand, seeing the burn marks on it. He glared at Harry, but he didn't bat an eyebrow as walking towards Saphira who was in the air flapping her wings in front of the group of girls.
“ Saphira what are you doing you silly little dragon “ Harry chuckled while ruffling his hair and making his way to Saphira.
The dragon in question was staring at the girls, which confused them as to why this dragon was looking, but then the dreamy dazed blonde girl stood up from her seat and walked forward alerting her other friend.
“ Luna! what are you doing “ Hermione said in worry, which the others were as well. Yet Luna just looked at the baby dragon with dreamy dazing.
She instinctively knew that this wasn’t any normal dragon, from the way it was staring at her and her friends, then was the expression forming on its face. She had a theory to see if it was right, the Nargles around the dragon were calm and many.
“ Hi I’m Luna Lovegood, who are you? “ Luna asked, Harry was surprised she was trying to talk with Saphira.
‘ Okay let's see how this goes, Huh she does look cute ‘
But then Harry was able to pick up some chatter that really pissed him off.
“ Ha! Check at Loony talking to that beast “
“ Oh guys like Loony at it again “
“ Would someone get rid of the beast “
This absolutely pissed off Harry, he was about to launch a spell at those gits. No one calls Saphira a beast and makes fun of a girl like that, his hand started glowing orange and getting hotter, but then calmed down and was shocked when heard…
“ Hello ... .Luna ... ..my…my name is Saphira” Saphira spoke which made Harry smirk at that, seeing the surprised and shocked expressions in the hall.
“…”
“…”
“…”
Silence filled the entire Great Hall, no one had said a word because the students were either dumbstruck or flabbergasted. The instructors were even more blown over, never having seen a dragon who was able to speak at all. Not even the old records stating that there have been no dragons that were able to speak only in one era.
“Im-impossible,…..those types of dragons should have been extinct for centuries, “ Brandy said his voice shaky in slight fear.
“ Can zis be from ze past? “ Madame Maxime spoke in shock.
Karkaroff's eyes were narrowed, looking at the dragon and the Potter boy.
Remus and Sirius were bewildered at this while Amelia looked curious and concerned.
“ Remus, could Harry actually be a….”
“ That’s a possibility we’ll have to talk to in private “
Luna of course was smiling and jumping up and down, in excitement knowing that theory was true.
“ IknewIknewIknew…you’re a dragon from the Old Religion…wait mother told me they can only be hatched by a….” Luna said while thinking of the conclusion.
“ Dragonlord….”
Luna then turns around to see Harry with a smirk on his face, with his hand on his hips. Standing so close to Luna could only blush at the sight of him.
“ I’m surprised that you knew so much about dragons from the Old Religion, I’m pretty impressive“ Harry commented, Saphira flies over to Harry and lands on his shoulder.
“ Who would have thought cute girl like you would know so knowledgeable about the Old Religion huh, Saphira “ Harry asked as Saphira nodded in agreement. Some people were in shocked while other were confused about the Old Religion.
“ Hahaha hey pup go easy on the poor girl hahaha ouch! “ Sirius called but was then smack in arm by Amelia while Remus just sighs and shakes his head.
Harry rolled his eyes hiding his anger for the man.
As no one noticed, certain redhead Weasley was shocked but then looked pissed at Luna.
‘ That blond bitch! I thought we were friends, you won’t have him. Harry Potter is mine! ‘
“ I am honored to meet you, my name is Luna Lovegood “ Luna spoke as she curtsies at her fiancé Harry just responded with
“There's no need to for that, and it’s nice to meet you and Ms Lovegood, I think I should introduce myself “ Harry said giving a smile he fancy bows showing respect Saphira sees her lord example and bows her head. After a second standing up, Harry introduced himself.
“ Greetings Ms Lovegood I know this may be a shock, but my name is Harrison James Potter or you can call me Harry if you want, Lord to the house of Potter, Peverell, Emrys, Sakura, Pendragon, acquired Black, concur of Slytherin, I am the last Warlock of the Old Religion and the last of the Dragonlord it’s nice to meet all of you“
Now even more dumbfounded ‘ Last Warlock of the Old Religion’ everyone started muttering again, yet Dumbledore knew that this was not absolutely not good.
“ That’s Impossible! “
Everyone looks to see a Slytherin student Theodore Nott standing up and pointing at Harry.
“ The Old Religion died out, centuries ago your lying “
Harry then looks at the snake with a serious expression stretching his hand toward him.
"Weorc untoworpenlic " Magical chains then bind around Nott holding him in place and squeezing tight cautioning pain for the snake.
" Arck! Hey, let me go you prat! "
Some of the students mostly the half-bloods and muggle-borns were confused about what he was speaking, but all of the staff and some of the purebloods knew the language all too well.
" I-Impossible I thought that magic was lost to the ages, " Professor Hooch said while in utter shock.
" To see this magic up so close is truly a sight, " Remus added in awe.
" M-Magic from the Old Religion " McGonagall mutters.
Dumbledore on the other hand didn't like this at all, Seeing the boy with knowledge of The Old Religion magic was something he didn't account for.
He knew that true Warlocks and Witches were able to use a high caliber of magic, heck even the magic now was just a poor imitation of the Old Religion. To see Harry using this magic was something that wasn't planned. His plan was for Harry to be weakened to the point where he would give up his to Voldemort where he would save the day and get all the glory and the Potter Family Fortune.
But things didn't go as planned, he couldn't find the brat anywhere, and he couldn't access the money from his vault. His magic from the Old Religion was he should fear. He would need to start manipulating the boy as soon as possible.
Harry smiles before he snaps his fingers, the chains disappear out of thin air into magical particles. His eyes were still glowing while hand was slightly raised as it was covered in flames.
“ Still think the Old Religion is dead “ Nott flinches while shaking his head ‘no’ before sitting down in fear.
Harry then turned back towards to Luna who were either shocked or surprised.
“ I guess that's it maybe I'll talk to you again see ya. “
The students flooding the Great Hall all seemed to continue holding their breath. Harry glanced towards the staff table and saw that McGonagall and Flitwick were both leaning back in their seats with a resigned expression. Bagman on the other hand was looking ecstatic, Moody was completely unsurprised, Amelia looked like she was deep in thought. Snape had an even darker sneer than usual and…Sirius and Remus looked worried, anxious and sadden.
Harry’s insides churned as he got closer to the Trophy Room the Champions had gathered in. Well, this certainly puts a wrench in his plans he had to contact Kilgharrah, Aithusa, Basilor, and Vervada. He knew that someone else had entered him into the Tournament. Another thing he had to worry about was Saphira. He absolutely needed her to head back to Albion. But more questions started filling up his mind, but already knew the answer Dumbledore was up to. He just hoped the seal would hold on the island. Making it to the back he made it to a grinding halt as he pushed open the door to the Trophy Room.
When he passed through the door and shut it behind him, he found himself facing the other three Champions.
“ Vho are you, Vot are you doing here?" asked Krum, peering at Harry in bewilderment.
"Do zey need us back in ze Hall?" asked Fleur. Cedric looked confused.
Harry shrugged his shoulders looking at each of the three Champions standing near the fireplace. They all seemed so much taller suddenly. Yet he could tell that Fleur kept glancing at his body.
But another source of magic caught his attention, through his { Mana Sense } was able to sense the source of magic from in this room.
"My name came out of the Goblet, too."
"Surely you jest," Fleur interjected, tittering dismissively as if it were a silly prank. She hadn’t the little boy at all, who was shockingly not affected by her allure.
Krum's face darkened, but he said nothing.
"What?" gasped Cedric, "You're a Champion?" Cedric Diggory's perplexed expression turned into a scowl. "Who the hell are you, and what’s with that dragon on your shoulder “
Harry was about to respond, but his { Mana Sense } was able to pick up the magic again and it was calling him, he then noticed that Saphira also sensing it as well.
“ You felt that too “
Saphira nodded and chirped “ Yes I did “
The three Champions were shocked to see a baby dragon talk. They all knew that Dragons were no more than dangerous beasts.
Fleur's disbelieving features turned to puzzlement. Her crystal blue eyes flicked up to Harry's scar.
"Wait," said Fleur, interrupting, her curiosity getting the better of her when she realized how wrong her first impression had been. "You are 'Arry Potter?"
"Er…" said Harry, blinking in confusion at Fleur's sudden change in demeanor. He had expected her to start getting cross, too. "Yeah—but that doesn't mean right now," he added quickly while walking towards a certain part of the room.
"Honestly—I don't know why my name came out of the Goblet."
Krum snorted, and Diggory shook his head angrily but was still shocked.
He then stops in an area with valuable objects, treasure, and trophies scattered everywhere, but with his ability to sense magic from the Old Religion, he senses something in the center.
“ This is in the way “ Harry’s eyes flash gold, using a telekinetic spell to the junk until the source of the magic was clear.
It was a large locked chest of some sort, but what was Harry's addiction there were markings and sichels on it that were from the Old Religion. Walking towards and kneeling down on one knee and inspecting the chest
‘ Weird the magic is perfectly intact, and looks like it could only be open with magic from the Old Religion ‘
Harry then looks at Saphira who gives a look that says ‘ Do it ‘
Hovering his hand over the lock he spoke out a spell.
" Onluc scrin. "
*Click*
The three champions in question on the type of magic Harry was using. They had never done anything like that before.
“ Vhat is that? “ Krum asked as Cedric shrugged his shoulder Fleur on the other hand could sense a strong and old magic coming from Harry.
What made it strange, was that she was weak in the knees as her Veela side was practically begging her to let him breed her, claim her body and soul. Outside she was calm and a little flustered, but inside she was like a beast in heat lusting over the green-eyed boy.
‘ Vhy do I want him zo shag my brains out ‘ Fleur thought as she was trying to keep calm, but was rubbing her thighs together.
The lock then unlocks, and he processes to open the chest, yet he sees a grimoire that looks a lot like his grandpa’s but the cover is burnt amber color and was thicker in paper. Another thing was something he didn’t expect
“ Another Dragon Egg?! ‘ Saphira seemed to chirp happily, it was a beautiful shade of green, with a webbed with veins of white pattern on it.
Taking out the grimoire and egg carefully he notices a letter with a magic symbol on it as wakes over and sits in one of the comfy chairs, he takes the letter and opens it up and reads it.
The champions noticed the egg and were on edge, seeing that it might be a monster egg.
Hello fellow sorcerer or witch whoever finds this chest and is able to open it with the power of the Old ways. Congratulations this means the Old Religion is not lost to the ages of time.
Allow me to introduce myself I am known as the Fisher King in the Perilous Lands of Mercia, you must be wondering why this chest contains items. You see I had a vision of the distant future of a great battle between Light and Dark so I placed my personal grimoire containing guides, spells, enhancement, potions, and many other essential information that will help in this endeavor. You’re also wondering why there is a dragon egg inside the chest as well. You see I came across and worried about the Great Purge so I placed it inside the chest hoping that you know of a Dragonlord. Otherwise, these items are yours now. I hope these will help you with your goal and may the power of Old Religion guide Good Luck.
Sincerely
The Fisher King
Once Harry finished the letter the chest disappeared, as he was focused on the egg. There weren’t that many dragons left and it was his job to protect them to make sure their species didn't go extinct.
He did notice the furious voices and heavy stomps could be heard outside the door, growing louder as they neared. Moments later, the headmasters burst into the room with several professors and a few others: Sirius, Remus, and Amelia, who appeared and wanted answers. Barty Crouch Sr, looking very pale and not well at all. And the two Aurors who had been guarding the Goblet.
Sirius and Remus noticed Harry was in a chair examining the egg.
“ Pup, is that an egg? “ Sirius asked while also being cautious. Harry sighs.
“ It's Harry Sirius and if you must know it's a dragon egg of the Old Religion “ He answered. Sirius sadden as Amelia felt bad for her lover.
“ And what pray to tell are you going to do with that egg, “ Amelia asked worriedly, as the other Dumbledore thought this was a good opportunity to Harry into his clutches
“ I sure I call in some people that will happily-“
“ Not a snowball chance in hell I’m letting near this egg Dumbledore! “ Harry claimed with power and authority which made Fleur moan slightly luckily for her no one noticed.
“ Ms will you hold this “ Harry said, handing Amelia the Grimoire. Dumbledore and Snape noticed it, thinking of the powerful magic they could use it for their own greedy purposes. As for the egg they were sure they could get it under their control with magic and potions.
“ That Grimoire and egg are property of Hogwarts…..“ Snape's order was then frozen solid in plan with an {Ectoplasm Trap}.
Everyone looks at Harry seeing his eyes flash gold for a second. “ Okay, now that git is frozen I can get started “ He then looks at Dumbledore for a second “ But just in case…” outstretching his right hand, the Lord Peverell ring appeared on his ring finger.
“ I, Harry James Potter, Lord of the house of Peverell, Claim for which has been lost to me, Come to me Elder Wand, Come to me my Deathstick! “ Harry commented
A green glowing from Dumbledore’s pocket, his eyes widened in absolute horror as the Elder Wand shot out of his pocket and then into Harry’s hand. As soon it was in his hand Harry felt a magical pulse as his magical energy doub-no quadruple in power. He gasped while stretching his body, he could feel that the wand was truly happy that it was back to its rightful owner.
Everyone just stood there in silence, on what just happened Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived, the actual Lord of Peverell and Warlock in the Old Ways just took the most powerful wand from Dumbledore.
“ Ooh Yeah!…Man that felt so…Wow, that felt good no wait great actually, who knew this thing had so much power“ Harry spoke while looking at the Elder Wand while Saphira looked too in curiosity.
The {Ectoplasm Trap} time limit was up as Snape was finally able to release from it and saw Harry hold the Elder Wand then quickly looked at surprised, shocked, and feared expressions, he then glanced at Dumbledore who had a horrified expression.
Snape then glares at Harry seeing that their plans are all falling apart.
“ You arrogant brat! Do you realize what you've done! “
Harry just looked with bored yet serious expressions that explained all.
“ Yeah, I got my family’s wand back! “ Harry then turned back the egg, placing it on the floor.
“ Now, I’m going to do my duty as a Dragonlord “
Sirius stepped forward slightly to get a better view of Harry and the egg.
"What are you doing Mr Black?" McGonagall hissed.
"Watching my godson hatch an actual dragon egg with my very own eyes ha! I'm not going to miss this."
Oblivious to what was going on behind him, Harry looked at the egg contemplatively, trying to decide what to name the fledgling dragon encased within the stone-like shell. Almost as if called by his magic, a name sprang to his lips.
“ {Φίρνεν} “ Harry spoke raspy in the dragon tongue.
A crack appeared along the surface of the egg. He hastily set it on the ground and backed away. More cracks appeared until a chunk near the peak of the egg fell away, revealing a small, reptilian head covered in green scales.
Helping out out of his shell the baby dragon looks around before yawning from his deep sleep, he then sees Harry and Saphira
“ Hi Fírnen have a nice nap “
Chirping softly, Fírnen leaped off the floor and beat the air with unsteady wings, flying straight toward Harry. The little dragon curled up around the young warlock's other shoulders, chirping contentedly. A goofy grin spread across Harry’s face.
Fírnen then saw Saphira who smiled and spoke.
“ Hello I’m Saphira “
Fírnen, who was shy, shrank back the side of Harry’s face. Harry himself noticed that shyness in Fírnen and reassured him.
“ It’s okay Fírnen, she’s just like you, no one is going to hurt I promise, “ Harry said calmly.
His words seemed to sway, Fírnen peaks through, summoning his courage spoke out for the first time.
“ Hi…I’m Fírnen “
"Explain yourself, Dumbledore. What is the meaning of this?" Karkaroff snarled, cutting Harry off and waving his hand at Harry. "Hogwarts cannot have two Champions!" Harry thought to himself
‘ Does this idiot know I’m not even a student here '
"Oui, please! How can this be, Albus?" Madame Maxime queried with a hurt look, completely ignoring Harry. "I cannot believe that you would betray our friendship so."
"I do not know how this is possible, but I can assure you that Harry did NOT willingly enter his name," Dumbledore responded firmly but politely.
"God I’m surrounded by idiots," said Harry, which got Karkaroff heard and glared at the boy.
Taking the opportunity to get a word in edgewise. "I didn't put my name in the Goblet. I'm not even a part of this school, and I don't even want to be in this bloody Tournament anyway. As matter the only certain thing is that you lot kidnapped me "
"You are a liar!" sneered Karkaroff.
“ No, he’s right “
Everyone then looks at Amelia being the only voice of reason. Sirius looked at smirks knowing his woman was about to rip a new one.
“ Given the fact that Lord Potter seems to be only having a relaxing night, only to be pulled into this godforsaken tournament against his will no doubt “ Amelia explains as she then looks at Harry.
“ Lord Potter have you consented to be in this tournament at any time before being teleported to Hogwarts “ she asked.
“ Finally! Someone with a brain. No Madam, I did not consent to being in this tournament, I didn’t even know about it, was just relaxing in my house with Saphira, and then ‘ pop ‘ We’re here “ Harry explains as Saphira nods.
Harry then turned his anger on Bagman and Crouch; Bagman smirked and shiftily looked away. "You seemed to be in charge of this event, Crouch was it, so what are you going to do about this?"
Crouch stiffened, his mustache bristling. He coughed uncomfortably. "I can do nothing. By apologies Lord Potter, Once the Goblet has rendered its decision, it is final. It shall not reignite until the next Tournament."
"Which Durmstrang will most certainly not be participating in!" snapped Karkaroff. "And I am of half a mind to Withdraw from this Tournament if Durmstrang is not allowed equal representation."
"That's quite impossible, my dear fellow," Bagman interrupted almost cheerfully, his eyes darting towards Harry. "The magic of the Goblet represents a binding magical contract. The magical Penalty for Withdrawing is the same as for any other form of Unbreakable Vow."
"But they're just children! How could you?" Professor McGonagall gasped in shock.
Crouch started inscrutable, and Ludo Bagman shrugged.
Professor Dumbledore took off his half-moon spectacles and massaged his temples, muttering, "Of course! It has always been so, Minerva. The Goblet's enchantment is an ancient one. Whoever put Harry's name in knew he would not be able to Withdraw without paying the ultimate price."
“ Great, some psycho prat wants me dead just great “ He spoke sarcastically and walked over to Amelia who gave back the grimoire then turned around and stretched his hand.
“ Bedyrne ús! Astýre ús portes “ his eyes flash golden as a portal was conjured up out of thin air.
“ Welp I’m headed home, come on Saphira, Fírnen let’s get you to bed. “
Saphira and Fírnen did look tried as agreed Harry then glanced over at Crouch.
“ Hey you “
Crouch flinches being called as he points to himself.
“ Me? “
“ Yes, What day is the first event “
“ Um November 24 “
“ Thanks “ Harry turned to Sirius and Remus, seeing the look on their faces knew that they wanted to come. Harry sighs as he hated this shit.
“Okay you idiots, I’m going to be busy taking care of these guys, so if you want answers I'll be here tomorrow “ gesturing to Saphira and Fírnen. He raises the elder wand “ Plus I going to give this thing some modification I had in mind“
Dumbledore didn’t like the sound of that, now that the Potter brat had the Elder Wand he was powerless. Everything was falling apart in a matter of seconds. All of his scheming, planning, lying, bribery. All of it disappeared because of this boy. How could he miss this, Was there something in James’ bloodline, Did Harry have ancestors that are tied to the Old Religion or the Dragonlords? Many calculations started forming in his head, figuring out any possible solution until he figured out one variable.
Could it be something from Liliy’s side….
Before he could think of anything Harry spoke.
‘’ Well I’ll see you guys tomorrow maybe around lunchtime ‘’ Harry said to Remus and Sirius who nodded in agreement before he stepped through the portal closing itself from behind. But the two of them felt like they were going to get one hell of a lecture.
Chapter 3
Summary:
The rise, the rise of the new Master of Death has come.
Chapter Text
Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmaster's Office
Fawkes the Phoenix jumped from his perch as a heavy book smashed into his perch moments after tonight’s fiasco, the man known to the Wizarding World as Albus Wulfric Brian Dumbledore went ballistic as tonight went horribly wrong. All of his carefully laid plans were now smashed to bits. Everything he had carefully planned and executed thus far had gone well up to now. With the Elder wand in Harry Potter’s possession his future plans were now in shambles. Dumbledore proceeded to trash his office from one end to the other, destroying everything in his path. His rage was so great, he didn't care what happened. He also missed the signal from his office door that he had visitors.
"Great Heavens, Dumbledore!" a voice called out.
Dumbledore froze, realizing much too late he had witnesses to his towering rage. He turned to face the current Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, behind her was Professor Minerva McGonagall, Alastor Moody, and finally Snape. He stumbled backwards, stepping on something and heard it crunch. It snapped him out of his rage and got his mind going. He brought his hands up to his face and stumbled in another direction, stepping on other things.
"Forgive me," he began “ After everything that’s happened I’m but stressed “ Albus said while adjusting his glasses. Mad Eye snorted as this while commenting “ Ha! is that before or after Potter took the Elder Wand from you Ha! “
Albus then glares before Fudge spoke “ This is all matter altogether Albus The Boy Who Lived is back and what’s this I hear the boy knows the old ways of magic. “ Fudge said Albus knew he wouldn’t be able to get out, everyone in the Great Hall saw Harry use magic from The Old Religion he would have no choice, but to tell the situation.
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In a shadowy corner of an undisclosed location,
Lucius Malfoy found himself sprawled on a plush couch within the opulent confines of a grand Manor House in Little Hangleton. The air was thick with an unsettling symphony—a sound that slithered between a hiss, a growl, and a snore, emanating from the very presence that kept Lucius wide-eyed and restless. Sleep was a distant dream, for at any moment, his Master, the formidable Dark Lord Voldemort—whose grotesque snoring filled the room—would awaken, demanding sustenance.
Lucius knew all too well the price of slumber; a Cruciatus Curse from his Master was a wake-up call he had endured once and vowed never to experience again. As he lay there, eyes tracing the intricate patterns on the ceiling, Lucius pondered the twisted path that had led him to this moment. It all began with that cursed diary. He recalled the fateful day, three summers past, when he had decided to rid himself of it. During the Spring Solstice, months before that day, the Muggle-loving Arthur Weasley had wormed his way into the Wizengamot, ascending to the rank of Lord. His inaugural act as a member of the Wizengamot Council was to propose a law criminalizing the possession of artifacts that could incite Muggle-baiting.
Lucius was aghast when the law passed. The repercussions of the vote lay dormant for several months, but by July of that year, surprise raids had commenced. Friends and allies of House Malfoy found themselves ensnared in the raids' grasp. Lucius had no choice but to dispose of the now-illegal artifacts. After his third visit to Borgin and Burke's in Knockturn Alley, where he offloaded several items to the pitiful shop owner, he ventured to Flourish and Blott's in Diagon Alley with his son, Draco.
A series of events unfolded, culminating in Lucius slipping that accursed diary into the cauldron of Lord Arthur Weasley's only daughter and youngest child. Lucius's scheme was simple: he anticipated Arthur Weasley would confiscate the diary from his daughter, allowing Lucius to wield his political prowess and have Lord Weasley arrested for the very crime he had orchestrated earlier that year. Alas, fate had other plans. A few months after that Diagon Alley visit, Lucius learned from his son that the Chamber of Secrets had been opened. After much internal deliberation, Malfoy realized the infernal diary was the catalyst. Mudbloods were being Petrified at intervals, and Lucius, quite pleased with the outcome, allowed it to persist. Then, in June of '93, the threat of the Chamber of Secrets was finally quelled.
In the shadowy depths of Hogwarts, Ginny Weasley had been spirited away into the fabled Chamber of Secrets. A mysterious and formidable wizard had unearthed this ancient lair, a place that could only be accessed by a Parselmouth. To the astonishment of all, this enigmatic figure spoke the serpentine tongue, unlocking the entrance to the chamber. Within its dark confines, the wizard vanquished a fearsome Basilisk and rescued Ginny from its clutches. Remarkably, no Mudbloods perished during the ordeal, and all were healed. Even more astonishing, the cursed diary was obliterated, pierced by a Basilisk fang! Meanwhile, Sirius Black had been liberated from Azkaban, dreaming of reclaiming his title as Lord Black and the vast Black Family Fortune.
Yet, the Potter Brat had thwarted his plans, and the goblins remained tight-lipped. Thus, Sirius found himself bereft of the Black riches, his hopes dashed. But the tale took a darker turn for Lucius Malfoy. It was revealed that he had orchestrated the diary's presence in Ginny's possession, leading to her possession and the Chamber's chaos. The young Weasley was exonerated, and the DMLE launched an investigation into Lucius's machinations. Despite his political maneuvering to stall the inquiry, it was all in vain. In early June, Amelia Bones arrested Lucius, sentencing him to a lifetime in Azkaban.
Yet, Lucius never set foot in that dreadful prison. En route, under the watchful eyes of Aurors John Dawlish and Kingsley Shacklebolt, Lucius made his daring escape. He slew Dawlish, wounded Shacklebolt, and vanished into the night, a fugitive but free from the Dementors' grasp. Whispers reached Lucius's ears of his Master, the Dark Lord Voldemort, lurking in the shadows of Albania. Thus began a long journey, a blend of broomstick flights and treacherous paths. With a few Imperius Curses and whispered conversations, Lucius uncovered the last known whereabouts of his Master. At last, he found him. The Dark Lord's first command was to create a homunculus, a nightmarish ordeal that haunted Lucius's dreams. Once completed, his Master tasked him with extracting vital information, which he did by torturing Bertha Jorkins before her untimely demise at Voldemort's hands. The late Jorkins had divulged invaluable secrets. Now, after months of relentless trials, Lucius found himself as his Master's caretaker. His only reprieve from the confines of their manor was to procure supplies and sustenance. Otherwise, Lucius was a prisoner, tending to his Master and nursing him with the venom of Nagini, the great serpent familiar.
Lucius found himself ensnared in the web of his Master's arrogance, forced to endure the boastful declarations that he, Lucius, was not the most cherished disciple. No, that honor belonged to another, as his Master so gleefully proclaimed. A shiver ran down Lucius's spine as Nagini's serpentine whispers slithered through the air. The chair creaked ominously as his Master stirred, followed by more hissing.
"Lucius!" Voldemort's voice cut through the air like a blade,
"Rise and attend to the door! Nagini informs me that my most loyal, most devoted follower has returned with a message. Welcome him."
"Yes, my Lord," Lucius replied, his voice a mere whisper of obedience. He rose and made his way to the door, opening it to reveal the shadowy figure of Barty Crouch, Junior, stepping inside.
"Barty," Voldemort hissed, "You have returned to me." "Of course, my Lord," Barty replied, moving to kneel before Voldemort's throne, his head bowed in reverence. "I trust you bring news?" Voldemort inquired.
"Yes, my Lord," Barty said, his voice tinged with trepidation, "News that is both shocking and unsettling. I hesitate to share it, fearing it may wound you and hinder your progress." "Speak it nonetheless," Voldemort commanded dismissively, "If it is true, it merely means more toil for Malfoy." Lucius shivered once more, hoping his Master had not noticed his reaction. "Today, I uncovered the most startling revelation," Barty continued, "Harry Potter has returned to the wizarding world."
"What?!" Voldemort growled, his fury palpable.
"Hand me my wand, Barty!" Before Lucius could react, he was struck by the searing agony of the Cruciatus Curse, his body writhing in torment. Only after thirty excruciating seconds did the pain relent.
"Malfoy," Voldemort snarled, "You assured me Harry Potter was dead!" "I-I believed he was, my Lord!" Lucius stammered through the lingering pain,
"For thirteen years, rumors and tales of the Potters' demise have circulated. The blood-traitors mourn them every Halloween! Had I known otherwise, I would have informed you, my Lord!" "Of course you would," Voldemort sneered. "What else have you discovered, Barty?" "Only grave tidings, my Lord. The Potter boy seems to have grown powerful, wielding magic of ancient ways, magic of the Old Religion," Barty revealed.
"He commands dragons, dragons that speak. He has been forced to compete in the Triwizard Tournament, even at the tender age of fourteen!" Voldemort's displeasure was evident; the return of the Potter boy, armed with the magic of the Old Religion and dragons at his command, was a formidable challenge.
Yet, he saw a glimmer of opportunity. In recent years, his power had waned, his horcruxes seemingly destroyed. Now, he realized it must have been Potter who had been dismantling them.
"This might actually be a good chance for us?" Voldemort asked, "Good enough that you don't have to manipulate the Goblet?"
"I-I believe so, my Lord," Barty said, "But if I am wrong, I will accept any punishment you give me for upsetting and wronging you."
"Hmm," Voldemort said, "Do nothing to risk discovery. If Potter is in the Tournament, we will change our plans if we have to, to account for him."
"As you command, My Lord," Barty said.
"You may leave, Barty," Voldemort said, "You have done well this evening. Continue to please me, and you will be rewarded beyond your wildest dreams."
"I vow to please," Barty said.
He bowed again, then stood. He sneered at Lucius, as he walked by him and left the room.
"Get up, Lucius," Voldemort said, "It is time for my feeding. Be sure not to disappoint me any further.
Lucius mentally grumbled as he stood. Ever since Barty had come into the picture, Voldemort seemed to have forgotten all that Lucius had done. He was the one to find his Master! He was the one to get the information from Bertha Jorkins, which kicked off his Master's grand plan. He was the one who had found Barty. But it was Barty who his Master called 'most loyal'.
Lucius crossed the room to his Master, wondering if his life could sink any lower than it already was.
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Meanwhile, in the Slytherin Girls' Dormitory, Daphne penned a letter to her father, detailing the night's events with urgency. It was crucial for her parents to be informed. She struggled to drown out the cacophony of male Slytherin students engaging in their relentless pursuits, a distasteful reality she had been forewarned about by her mother. Armed with spells and skills to protect herself, Daphne had been bracing for this since her third year began. Her first two years had been mercifully uneventful, but now, she felt the weight of lustful gazes upon her, a curse of her inherited voluptuousness.
Draco's persistent comments made her skin crawl, and she sought solace in scalding showers to cleanse the repulsion. Her sister Astoria was under her watchful eye, and she was grateful for her best friend Tracey's unwavering support.
Tracey, once cast out of the Davis Family, had found refuge as her father's ward, and their bond was as strong as sisterhood. But these concerns were secondary to the task at hand—ensuring her letter reached her father, hoping he could sway Potter to align with her plan.
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In the mystical realm of Myth,
Harry found himself ensconced in his workshop, having just tucked Saphira and Fírnen into bed. He sat comfortably in his leather chair, eyes fixed on the magical artifact he had just crafted. The object resembled a band of intricately ornamented metal, spiraling like a forearm bandage. Its dark silver hue was punctuated by small, scooped-out holes, from which a mysterious green aura emanated.
Harry had successfully transformed the Elder Wand into the Elder Cuff—a feat of magical ingenuity—and now it was time for the ultimate test.
"Alright, here we go," Harry murmured, bringing his left forehead close to the cuff. It glowed, and then, like a wisp of enchanted metallic dust, it swirled around his arm before reconstituting itself as a cuff on his forearm. In that instant, a surge of magical energy coursed through him, causing his body to jerk. His veins near the cuff glowed with a toxic green light, snaking up his arm as an insignia-like tattoo began to form at the base of his shoulder.
He clenched his eyes shut, gritting his teeth, as the magic built to a crescendo until he gasped. Suddenly, he stood in a vast white void, an endless expanse devoid of anything but the floor beneath his feet. He scanned the emptiness for signs of life until a voice, cloaked in mystery, reached his ears.
" Oh, so you're here sooner than expected. " Harry turned to see a figure shrouded in shadows, as if draped in a cloak of darkness. The figure's face was obscured, but Harry noticed the distinct, bone-like fingers emerging from its sleeves. The aura surrounding the figure was immense, and Harry instinctively knew this was a presence not to be trifled with. The figure began to speak.
" Greetings, Harry James Potter, son of Lily and James Potter, grandson of Merlin Emrys, last of the warlocks of the Old Religion, last of the DragonLords. I am Death itself, and I am grateful that the Elder Wand has returned to the Peverell family. Ah, I see you've transformed it into a cuff and amplified its power—a wise decision, my Master, " Death intoned, introducing itself.
"Master?" Harry echoed.
" Yes, Master. You see, as the last pure-blooded warlock of the three brothers, and with the Elder Wand, Cloak of Invisibility, and Resurrection Stone in your possession, you, Harrison James Potter, are now my Master—the Master of Death. "
Chapter 4
Summary:
Harry talks with some allies of his, while Sirius gets ready for his godson.
Chapter Text
Early morning in the land of Myth
As we see Harry doing push-ups for his morning exercises, while Saphira and Fírnen were watching him, on the grass. After learning that he was now the Master of Death he seriously needed to think about the power he now holds. Being Merlin’s grandson was a load into itself, but the actual master of death. He started thinking he could be the ruler of the magical world if he wanted to, but Harry actually chuckle at that idea
‘’ 77…78….79….grrr 80! phff ’’ Harry said while finishing his set, before leaping into a crouching position, standing up he processes to stretch his body. He then glanced at the two baby dragons.
“ So what do you think, guys should I summon the others? This is a matter that I need them to hear about “ Harry asked as the two dragons looked at each other before looking at their lord and nodding their heads.
Harry smiles, he walks to nearby open field, while the two baby dragons hid behind the big rock for the surprise, he calms his mind and magic channeling it in his throat as he opens his eyes which were glowing while his pupils became a slit.
“ { O drakon, e male so ftengometta tesd'hup'anankes! } “ Harry spoke up to the sky in the Dragon tongue to summon his draconic allies. After a minute or two the sound of flipping wings were heard as Harry looks up see that Kilgarrah and Aithusa had land along with two other dragons.
The first one being what looks to be a female dragon similar in Aithusa, but she has a crimson color and would be lighter in tone, hue than the "ruby red" and her wings were somewhat similar like Saphira. Her eyes had mysterious dark purple like seeing an aurora. This dragon was female ruby red dragon Vervada
The other one has having long, lithe body that trail on the ground, with skin like chain-mail with a golden color, long lead-coloured snouts, dull green eyes, no feathers or fur, legs with elbows that go up higher than its back like a spiders', cruel claws, giant bat's wings, and tails that were yards long. This was the golden dragon Basilor
You see a couple years back, during the Chamber of Secrets incident, Harry had discover them in the foirbidden forest after taking care that giant spider problem. Apparently, it seemed that his DragonLord magic was telling where they were and when he found them in some old ruins, they were turn to stone by magic. Of course, Harry was able to break the spell and informed of events after they were turned to stone. He also found out that it was Dumbledork was the one to seal them thinking that were dangerous even tho they stated that they mean no harm. This made Harry hate the old fool even more, he dare imprison Dragons of the Old Religion like some toy no that will not stand. Harry offer solidation in the land Myth which they glady accepted.
this made Kilgharrah and Aithusa truly happy that their kind might survive after so many years.
‘’ Young Warlock, why is it you summoned all of us this early in the day ‘’ The old cryptid dragon spoke with a yawn.
‘’ I’m sorry to summon you all early, but this is important, but first I want to introduce you to all two very special someones ‘’ Harry said which confused the dragons, he then turns around towards big stone.
“ Saphira, Fírnen you two can come out now “ Harry said as the dragons were confused by this for second until all of them gasp in shocked to see two baby dragons come out of their hiding and sat on the rock.
“ Hi I’m Saphira “ Saphira said excitedly
“ Hello I’m Fírnen “ Fírnen said while tilting his head to the side.
“ Hatchlings! “ Aithusa said excitedly
“ And they speak the human language “ Kilgharrah added
“ B-But how “ Vervada said in awestruck
“ I thought me and Vervada were the only ones left “ Basilor question
“ Well for Saphira it was just like how I found you two, I kept having vision of a tomb in Brazil “ “ Is that why you were gone for those weeks “ Kilgharrah said as Harry nods “ Yeah, I realized that’s where Saphira was being held, so I made the trip Brazil to get her “
“ And what of little Fírnen? “ Aithusa gently brushes her claw at Fírnen’s cheek which he seemed to like.
“ Yeah,…well that’s the thing hehe “ Harry said while awkwardly scratching the back of his head.
All four dragons automatically knew there was something up, they could sense that Harry was hiding something important Kilgharrah and Aithusa then stared at Harry with a serious look.
“ Harry what happen “
“ Okay, this wasn’t even my fault, you see after I got Saphira I wanted to surprise you guys today, but something happen I felt my magic being pulled without my permission and the next thing I know me and Saphira were teleported to Hogwarts where I’m now in this Tournament and if I don’t participate I lose my magic. That’s where I found also found old chest that belong to the Fisher King that Grandpa told me about with his personal grimoire and Fírnen. “ Harry explains details
Let’s just say the dragons were not happy each of them were either growling or frowning at what happened in the short amount of time since Harry has been gone.
“ That absurd tournament is still around! “ Vervada growled in hatred while Basilor glares
“ You two know of this Tournament? “ Aithusa asked
“ Yes, a tournament where wizards and witches kill themselves in outrageous tasks only for riches and fame. “ Basilor said.
“ Not only that I also met Sirius and the old goat “ He added as Kilgharrah sighs at that
“ Oh young Warlock it seems you inherited your grandfather’s talent for finding trouble “ “OI! It’s not even my fault “ Harry of course felt embarrassed by that.
“ I bet the old bastard had something to do with this “ Vervada said venomously
“ Yeah, I think so too, but that old fool is going to have hard time controlling me without this, “ Harry added, raising his left arm showing the Elder Cuff.
Kilgharrah and Aithusa were confused by the magical object, but they could definitely sense massive magical power from it. But for Vervada and Basilor’s eyes widened in shock, remembering that certain magical power.
They both growling, staring at the cuff. “ That wand! Warlock, how do you have it? “ Basilor said in a cold voice.
“ I took it from Dumbledore, and now it’s back with its bloodline family, I know this thing brings back some bad memories for you two, but having this on our side will make sure that no can do anything to you guys “ Harry explains Vervada and Basilor were wary on this, but giving the child has been so kind and did have a point Harry having the wand. They both agree they should keep it.
Kilgharrah was thinking about the situation, it was true that Harry could lose his magic if not participating in this tournament, this world would be certainly doomed. But there was also the fact that if he does participate would be annoying, but still steps needed to be taken.
“ Then Young Warlock you must prepare “
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The Bones Estate
“ Damn it which one, which one “ Sirius muttered, while picking out a shirt in his bedroom, he was trying to find the perfect outfit when meeting his godson at Hogwarts.
Yet, to be honest he was freaking out. He was hoping that he would get the chance to talk to Harry last night, but he had to leave so quickly. His instincts were telling him that Harry had some important business to handle and didn’t want anyone to know about it, especially with that old fool and greasy snake in the room.
“ Sirius, seriously are you still picking out a bloody shirt, Great Merlin, “ Amelia said, stepping into the room in her normal attire.
“ Can you blame me, Harry coming to Hogwarts in a couple of hours…I just…I just want things to go well, and the fact I know he hates me and Moony “ Sirius vents out his desires. Amelia sighs at this and completely understands today's events. If she was in his situation with Susan she would be feeling the same way as well, but she also had her own concerns as well. She also wanted to personally wanted to speak with the young man, and possibly to insure her niece’s safety.
Given the fact, the boy knew magic from the Old Religion and given he is a Dragonlord she was fully invested into this. She might be selfish for doing this, but if she can get him to agree with going with a marriage she knew that Susan would be safe from any danger, but there was some competition. There were other high nobles after him too, Greengrass, Lovegood, and Patil, of course those names were expected, now if Ms Delacour were to join in given the fact she is a Veela Susan may have some trouble with her.
There were too many unanswered questions, she would have to talk to him about this when he comes to Hogwart.
“ I’m sure everything will go fine “ Amelia assured him, while she held him tight in the comforting embrace that seemed to work, Sirius started calming down enjoying the embrace. He wraps his arms around her waist relishing this moment.
“ I also heard that Alice and Frank will be heading over to Hogwarts themselves “ She added, this made Sirius laugh “ I wouldn’t blame her for coming, that fact she and Frank were in a comatose state for most of Neville’s life until his second year and now he is his fourth year. With Harry coming back I’m better sure that Alice is more stress than I am, Oh, but poor Frank tho, “
“ Well, I'm pretty sure that most of her attention will be on Harry “ Amelia added as Sirius laughed then as he stared in his wife’s eyes before she smiled leaning in, he followed through as the two shared a tender kiss for a few moments and Amelia pulled away much to Sirius dislike.
“ Oh don’t make that face, now come on and get dressed Remus is coming over soon “ Amelia said as she walked off, but as she did that, she swayed her hips seductively, teasing her husband as Sirius drooled at the sight.
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Back at the land of Myth
Harry was dressed, tactical dark blue pants, and gray shirt with black leather jacket underneath on his left arm was the Elder Cuff, and combat boots, he was also wearing a brown leather messenger bag on his left side while on his right was a fine sword in his sheath. While there next to his feet was an old, brown, leather suitcase.
“ I still think you guys coming is a bad idea “ Harry said while adjusting his gear.
“ That maybe, but the sky sat down once more. and a wolf fluxing with this pack, “ Kilgharrah said Harry groaned while muttering “Cryptic Dragon” he then looked at the other dragons who gave a nod of acceptance, knowing the responsibility of not going to this tournament.
Harry then got serious, turning around and using a { Portal Spell } to make a dragon size portal, Saphira and Fírnen fly onto his shoulder chirping or growl in excitement, taking a deep breath they all walked through the portal before it closed behind.
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Deep within the Forbidden Forest in a clearing near Hogwart, a huge portal opens up as Harry and the dragons exit out of the portal, before it closes up. Looking around the surroundings Aithusa being the first to speak her opinion.
‘’ This place feels depressing, and the fact there’s a school just nearby too, “
“ I agree, one of the reason why I don’t like this place “ Vervada added, which Harry wondered “ Vervada, Basilor are you two sure, you don’t want to be back in Land of Myth “
“ We’re fine young warlock, and it’s thoughtful of you to think about us like that, but me and Vervada are fine “ Basilor said, while Vervada nods as Harry smiles.
“ Alright, Well I think it’s time for me to talk to the centaurs about the situation and see about getting clarity for you guys to stay in this field “ Harry said thinking about the native creatures that inhabit this forest.
“ Alright, best of luck Young Warlock “ Kilgharrah said as Harry nodded, as he headed deeper into the forest with Saphira and Fírnen, finding the centaurs.
Kilgharrah then looked up at the sky and saw the day was beginning, looking up at the clouds, he knew that big changes were going to happen soon. With this tournament, Dumbledore, Voldemort, and his destiny. Kilgharrah knew the boy would need allies he needed to pass this endeavor.
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Deep within Albion, in the Isle of the Blessed, we go to the bottom of the island’s castle was empty dark locked room, inside there nothing the only thing that was there a stone circle altar that with up a few feets high in the center of the room.
On the top, there was a magic symbol with a seal engraved on it that looked like it hadn't been touched in centuries, but a then tiny crack spontaneously appeared on a seal as a maniacal feminine laugh occurred as it slowly faded away.
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Back with Harry
Walking deeper into the forest, Harry was using his { Mana Sense } to sense for any of the centaurs, after looking around for a few minutes. He sensed a couple of magic signatures that were hostile towards him, spreading his arms out a bit while turning to his left slowly while glancing up a bit. Right in front of him, were the centaurs with their weapons ready to attack if needed.
“ Well, that was easier than expected “ Harry muttered
“ Who are you wizard! This is centaur‘s territory! “ The centaur speaks with authority
“ I am Harrison James Potter, Last Warlock of Old Religion, and Last of the Dragonlord I’ve not come to fight, I've only come to talk with your chief “ Harry spoke as the centaur were either skeptical or shocked.
“ You lie! The only known being that knows the old ways is Emrys himself, you imposter! “ One centaur spoke thinking that this boy could fool them
“ Harry is not a liar, you jerk! “ Surprisingly Fírnen yelled at the centaurs which surprised Harry and Saphira, she grinned before she looked at the centaurs who were shocked.
“ Yeah, you big meanies “ Saphira sneered
Harry then smirked, as he looked at the centaurs who were either dumbfounded or afraid. The leader of the group who spoke badly to him looked pale as if he was near a Dementor.
“ So now, can I talk to your chief “
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