I DONOT OWN HARRY POTTER

The first year chapters will be similar to Death's Champion which is an Harry Potter Fanfiction. Harry travels to an Au where Neville is the Boy Who Lived

What would you do if you were reborn inside the Harry Potter Universe. Follow Alexander Fawley's adventures as he is reborn in the Harry Potter world. In this tale, he will have new unique adventure to call his own, And he will discover that the Harry Potter Universe is much greater than he had imagined.  


P.S 
This is my first story, so please leave reviews, to let me know how I am doing so I can get better. Also J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter I simply like to play in her world

Severus Snape first impression of Harry Potter is that he look like a carbon copy of his father, Severus very own archenemy, the late James Potter. On second look, Potter have her mother green eyes, which reminded Severus of his first love, Lily Evans. But, the way Potter held himself did not resemble either of his birth parents. Potter did not look arrogant like his father, nor he is curious like his mother. 

Harry Potter might be a Hufflepuff, but he felt cold and distant. It's like he is living in his own world, at his own pace, and that other's is insignificant. That is if he's alone.

Currently, Harry Potter will always be seen indulge his little friend, the brunette with gray eyes, Iris Swan. It's no secret to the Hufflepuff first year that both have a close sibling like relationship. So close they could almost passed as real sibling, with a little differrent physical features.

Albus have managed to corner him to look at the background of the long lost Swan family, where Iris came from. Surprisingly, it look clean. Albeit a bit short. Not follower of the Dark Lord, no dark upbringing.

Iris Swan is the only known descendant of the Swan family line. Her parents are unknown. She live in America with her old buttler / nanny before came to Hogwarts. Her acceptance letter is apparently an old letter from the previous Headmaster, who's already deceased, granting the Heir of the Swan family a place in Hogwarts. 

How Swan get to know Potter is unclear. 

Potter is supposed to lived with his aunt Petunia Dursley in muggle Surrey, but he's not there. Petunia said she never met baby Harry. Severus who is accompanied Albus Dumbledore to come give the boy his Hogwarts letter watch silently as Albus face turned pale.

They get back at Hogwarts to try tracking the boy, when a brown owl came bearing his acceptance letter. And that he won't be available till almost the start of the school because he's not in England.

Come to think of it, maybe both of them got to know each other in America 🤔.

Severus Snape put his gaze back at Potter who looking back at him with a twitch in his mouth, like he's trying hard not to laugh.

"..Sir? Professor Snape?" 

Severus move his gaze to the source of the voice. The Ravenclaw first year cowered in her seat under the gaze. "Try not to speak too much and focus on your work." He said.

The bell ring. Almost everyone breath sign of relief. "Class is dismissed." Severus wave his hand, the black board in front of the class clean itself. Their bubbling cauldron get clean too. A couple unfortunate students who didn't  get to bottled their potion slumped to the floor.

Iris put her little cough potion bottle on the Professor desk. Harry following behind her. Severus narrowed his eyes at Harry but keep mum.  The other first year follow them, in hurry to get out of the class.

Iris looking back at the potion classroom, "He's funny." she said to Harry.

"He's thinking about us." Harry laughed, he can see what Snape is thinking about clearly on his face. 

Iris snorted, walk slower, then in a hushed voice asked, "You think to get him involve?"

"Can't decide now." answer Harry. "We'll see after this one." 

Snape's loyalty to Harry is due to his life debt to James Potter, but his real loyalty to the dark or light side is a bit blurry. Snape will always try to save his own ass first, at last that's what Harry used to think. Now, he have to tread carefully.

Dark side. Light side. What different did this made when they all have magic in their hands. Harry sighed. For now what he's going to do next will defenitely label him as Dark Wizard. Oh, well, whatever. He's always the Hero of the Light before. This time he will take gamble and goes with what Iris told him. To make a better Magical World. To stop this never ending circle of life.

"What you guys doing?" Justin bellowed them up-front, "We'll be late, come quick."

Iris and Harry fastened their step. Their next class is Defense Against the Dark Arts.

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The first time Harry Potter repeat his life, he thought he got a second chance to fix everything  and save everyone.

The second time it happen, he thought that life (or is it death) must be play a joke at him.

The next time it happen again, he just feel tired and want it all to end.

Now it happen, Harry is surprised to find a little girl he never seen before.

"You've done it all wrong." Iris Swan said while giving Harry devil eyes, "you're saving the wrong people, making win the wrong side."

Harry is dumbfounded.

"The quaffles are out, and the game begins!" Lee Jordan announced. "And Ravenclaw is in possession first with Harry Potter taking the quaffle."

Harry flew towards the Hufflepuff posts, he ducked under a bludger before dodging one chaser that tried to knock the quaffle out of his hand, Harry flew towards the hoops and made it look like he was aiming for the right hoop, he tossed the ball and the keeper quickly covered the hoop. The keeper was quickly surprised when the quaffle curved and passed through the middle hoop.

"Wow!" Lee Jordan said as the Ravenclaws cheered. "Harry Potter puts Ravenclaw into the lead by scoring the first goal and earning ten points for Ravenclaw! What an amazing shot!"

"Nice one Harry!" Troy shouted before the match continued.

"Hufflepuff is in possession," Lee Jordan said as he watched the match. "they're looking strong and...oh Jackson intercepts a pass and tosses the quaffle to McDonald, McDonald charges towards the Hufflepuff post and dodge all attempts to stop him. He passes it to Potter, Potter throws it back? No Jackson takes the ball, Jackson goes ahead with Potter and McDonald trailing behind."

As they neared the goal post Jackson pulled his arm back to throw as he flew higher while Ryan went low as Harry maintained his position. Troy threw the ball but instead of aiming at the hoops he threw it downwards, the keeper looked at Harry who was in position to catch it, he became confused when Harry did not catch it and just grinned at him as it flew down past him. Ryan caught the quaffle and tossed it up just as the keeper looked down to see where it had gone, Ryan had sent it to Harry who span in midair and hit it with his broom which sent it straight through the left hoop.

"Another ten points for Ravenclaw!" Lee Jordan announced as the chaser glared at Harry who simply shrugged his shoulders and smirked at him before flying off.

Several minutes into the game the score had become sixty to twenty in favour of Ravenclaw, the Hufflepuff's booed as the Ravenclaws cheered widely. It became obvious that there was a reason why Harry was on the team and it was clearly because of his skill, even those that didn't like Harry found it hard to say otherwise with the way he was playing.

Troy had passed the quaffle to Harry, Harry charged towards the hoops and aimed at the right hoop. The keeper waited until he had thrown the ball then quickly moved to one of the other hoops so he could catch the ball when it curved just like all of Harry's other throws. It was then that he became really disappointed when the ball didn't curve and instead went straight into the hoop. His head snapped towards Harry who winked at him before flying off.

The keeper didn't get much time to process what happened as Cho had managed to catch the snitch about two seconds later thanks to the beaters helping keep the Hufflepuff seeker Cedric Diggory away.

"Ravenclaw wins!" Professor Hooch shouted, causing the Ravenclaw stand to burst into cheers.

"Go, go Ravenclaw! Go, go Ravenclaw!" They chanted as the Ravenclaw team hovered in the air and waved at the crowd. Harry had grinned and stretched his arms out so he could soak up the applause.

"That was amazing!" Lisa said enthusiastically later when she and Harry were alone after the match.

"Thanks," Harry smiled as Loki clapped for him. "the broom helped a lot, it was so much better than the school ones."

"Of course it was," Lisa snorted. "it's the latest model after all plus it has all of the optional extras included."

"What extras?" Harry asked.

"Limited speed boosters, self cleaning, defences against hexes and jinxes plus a seat warmer for when it's cold." Lisa listed. "It made the broom nearly double what it's worth but I thought they were all good features to have." She shrugged. "Anyway, most people wouldn't be able to play as good with that broom, have you considered going professional when you leave school?"

"Not really but now that I think about it I probably won't mind playing quidditch for money." Harry grinned. "Maybe I might even set up my own quidditch team." Loki clapped and pointed to himself. "Yes Loki, you can be the mascot." Loki clapped happily as the other two laughed.

"Now, that is the second years done." Dumbledore said at the staff meeting with all four head of houses, designed to discuss the student's progress.

"Marvelous" Flitwick said "I guess it's time to discuss the first years then."

"Indeed" McGonagall nodded "who is going to start?"

"I shall" Sprout said "my first years are all rather bright and attentive. A few don't seem to have the proper appreciation of the subject but apart from that they are mostly well behaved. The most noticeable ones in my own house for me at the moment, would be Susan Bones and Hannah Abbot, both are such lovely and sweet girls. As for Gryffindor, Neville Longbottom shows the most promise and is currently the best in his year at herbology. I just think the boy needs more confidence.

As for Slytherin, the most noticeable student would be Draco Malfoy but not exactly for good reasons. I've yet to have a lesson where the boy doesn't whine about something. As for Ravenclaw...hmm, I would have to say Harry Potter and Lisa Swan, both do their work and have no problem interacting with others. What about you Minerva?"

"Well," McGonagall took on a thoughtful look. "for my own lions, I would say Miss Granger is currently the best in my class. For the Hufflepuff's, I would place Susan Bones at the top, slightly above Megan Jones, at least for the moment. For the Slytherin's, I would place Tracy Davis and Daphne Greengrass at the best as of the moment followed by Mr Nott. For the Ravenclaws, I must admit that Harry Potter is the best. He appears to have inherited his father's natural talent for the subject and I am under the impression that he does like the lesson. He does the work, nearly always helps Miss Swan and then waits for more. He doesn't mind talking to others if the opportunity presents itself but he is generally well behaved.. What about you Filius?"

"Well, in my charms class I would say that the Hufflepuff's are rather neck and neck at the moment, they all appear to be equally matched, I would guess it's from practising together. Hermione Granger for the Gryffindor's, though Mr Finnegan could catch up with sufficient motivation. As for the Slytherin's I would have to say that Daphne Greengrass is the best, although Draco Malfoy does attract attention with his constant messing around and need to distract other students. As for Ravenclaw, yes I would say that Harry Potter is my best raven when it comes to my class.

The boy is very interested in lessons, he is nearly always the first to do the spell and I dare say that he could possibly rival his mother in charms."

"Really?" Dumbledore asked with clear surprise that was mirrored by the others, it was well known that Lily Potter was a charms genius.

"Oh yes, in fact the boy is also having extra lessons with me in exchange for quidditch training."

"What do you mean?" Professor Sprout asked.

"When I asked the boy if he would join the quidditch team he said he would do it but not at the cost of his education so I agreed to give him extra lesson. I start by going over his weekly work and then I teach him a new spell or two, nothing beyond first year at the moment but Merlin the boy lights up when he learns."

"Well learning should be encouraged," Dumbledore smiled as he filed that information away for later. "What about you Severus?" Dumbledore asked the brooding potions master while the others took on a look that told people they were preparing their eyerolls in advanced.

"Just another batch of dunderheads," Snape sneered, either not noticing or ignoring the eyerolls from the others. "of course my Slytherin's are brilliant as always."

"Of course." The other three head of houses said in unison, past experience told them to just shut up and agree with him to avoid what would be a long argument with Snape refusing to back down no matter what and Dumbledore allowing him to have his victory.

"Are there any students from other houses that have caught your interest?" Dumbledore asked. Snape was about to respond when he saw the look in Dumbledore's eyes and realised that he wanted to talk about none other than Snape's most hated student.

"There's Potter," Snape scowled. "the boy is cheating in class."

"And what makes you think that?" McGonagall asked raising her eyebrow.

"The boy doesn't seem like a cheat to me." Professor Sprout frowned.

"I am not blinded by his fame like the rest of you." Snape retorted.

And we are not blinded by our hatred of the boy's father." Flitwick countered, causing Snape to glare at him.

"Now, now, there is no need to argue." Dumbledore said. "Severus, what makes you think that young Harry is cheating in your class?"

"The boy produces perfect potions every class," Snape scowled. "he must be cheating, he's a Potter."

"You think he's cheating because he's a Potter who happens to be good at potions?" Sprout repeated with disbelief.

"He's a Potter, son of his father, there is no way he can be good at potions." Snape sad in a way that made it seem like everyone else had just missed something very obvious.

"Speaking of cheating," Professor Flitwick said, bringing the attention of the room to him. "I regret to inform you that I have also become aware of a student who feels the need to cheat."

"And who might this be?" Dumbledore asked.

"Draco Malfoy." Flitwick answered.

"Draco Malfoy is not a cheater!" Snape said.

"What proof do you have?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"Proof? Isn't it obvious? The boy is a Malfoy." Flitwick shrugged.

"Filius." Dumbledore said in a disapproving tone.

"What? I was under the impression that it was acceptable to judge students based on their families." Flitwick said in an innocent voice.

"I know what you're doing." Snape growled.

"I'd consider you an idiot if you didn't," Flitwick replied in a calm voice. "now let me make something clear to you Severus, for the past few years I've had to constantly put up with you bullying each and every student that wasn't one of your Slytherin's but I've reached my breaking point."

"What did you say?" Snape narrowed his eyes.

"Boy I have been dealing with bullies with my wit and wand since before your first time strutting around these halls like you were better than everyone, do not think you can intimidate me." Flitwick replied in an almost bored tone. "You look at Harry Potter and see the famous boy-who-lived and son of James Potter, I look at the boy and while I see a bit of his father I also see a brilliant student and the son of Lily Potter. In the past it was bad enough what you have been allowed to do but now you're so confident about your position that you are openly targeting students and I will not allow that to happen."

"Filius," Dumbledore spoke. "I understand but..."

"No Albus," Flitwick cut him off. "this cannot be allowed to continue, if not for Harry Potter's sake then at least for the sake of others."

"What do you mean?" Sprout asked.

"Not only is Harry the top student in classes, he is also the schools youngest chaser in a century plus he is the boy-who-lived. You all can surely realise how much negative attention Hogwarts would get if we allow Severus to openly target him, plus there is Harry Potter's friend."

"I do not entirely see what Miss Swan has to do with this." Dumbledore replied.




Dumbledore expected a weak Harry who lived with the Dursley's. He was not expecting a Harry who grew up on the streets and has no interest in playing a hero. After being abandoned in America by the Dursley's Harry learnt to survive using his brains and magic. 

Dumbledore, Hermione and select Weasley bashing.

I stole another treasure guys I hope you will like it is also not complete like previous ones but it is really one of best one I find I had others but I don't want to do too much stealing YET:)

Chapter Fifteen At Least Something Good Came Out Of It

Harry made it down to the Black Lake for lunch to find Hermione waiting for him. He had stopped by the kitchen to get Dobby to pack a lunch for two and ended up with enough food for five.

"Harry!" Hermione practically shouted. "Did you put your name into the goblet?" she asked.
Harry shoulders began to sag and he said in a dejected voice. "I thought you knew me better than that Hermione."

I didn't think you would, but I had to ask." she said back sheepishly.

"So, do you believe I entered myself?" Harry asked, in a neutral tone.

"No Harry. I don't believe you entered yourself." She said with conviction.

"Ron does." replied Harry.

"Ron's just jealous. He'll get over it. He doesn't truly believe you would do it. He knows you better than that." Said Hermione.

"Whatever." Replied Harry, waiving off the comment about Ron.

"What are you going to do now?" asked Hermione. "Can Dumbledore get you out of the tournament? It's not fair that you have to compete with the older students."

"Yeah I talked to Dumbledore and he told me that I was obliged to compete or risk losing my magic." Said Harry.

"That's terrible." Responded Hermione. "That is so unfair."

"When has my life been fair?" Harry asked sarcastically.

At this Hermione gave him one of her bone crushing hugs, she pulled back and said. "We'll get through this Harry. You have my support, the first things we have to do is go to library and find out all we can about previous tournaments. Then we have to learn new spells, you have so much to catch up on with the other champions having three more years' experience than you. I'll start writing a schedule and we will start working on it right away."

"Hermione breathe." Said Harry. "I'm glad you believe me and I appreciate your help, but you have to calm yourself down. I am going to study and practice new spells but I going to do it on my own schedule. If you want to help me out that would be greatly appreciated, but this is my life on the line so I'm going to be doing things my way.

"But Harry, you need to take this seriously. I've heard that people have died in the tournament before." Said a flustered Hermione.

"I know Hermione, and that is probably why the bastard entered me into it, so I will get killed. I'm fully aware of what I have to do and I will do anything I need you to get through this in one piece." Said Harry

"Language Harry." Hermione automatically replied.

"Hermione, you're like a sister to me but you're not my mother. If you're going to be around me, and I hope you will be, you're going to be hearing much stronger language than bastard." Said Harry.

"Harry there's no reason to be impolite." Said Hermione.

"There's no reason to be polite either." said Harry.

"You'll lose points if teachers hear you speak like that." she said back.

"After my last discussion with Dumbledore I don't care what the teacher say." Replied Harry.

"What do you mean Harry? What did Dumbledore say to you?" asked Hermione.

"He gave me detention for what I did to Malfoy yesterday morning and I asked him what punishment Malfoy would get and he said that since he didn't make a threat it or draw his wand, there was nothing he could do." Said Harry.

"Well you did fire at Malfoy first." Said Hermione.

"And I will serve a detention because of that, but with Draco spouting off like that with no consequences proves that I will get no support from any of the teachers." Said Harry.

"That's not true Harry." she said.

"In all of your experience at Hogwarts, what makes you believe that?" he replied, looking at her with a raised eyebrow. Hermione had to think about that and had nothing to say, so Harry asked. "What do the Gryffindor girls say? Does anybody believe that I didn't enter my name into the goblet?"

"Nobody has said anything either way or I haven't pushed so I'm not sure. I don't think they believe you did it." Hermone replied.

"Let me know if you hear anything?" asked Harry.

"OK." replied Hermione.

They continued talking and eating the food that Dobby provided until it was time to go to their next class. Harry was glad that Hermione believed him and was willing to help them out. Hopefully his talk would curb some of her more bossy attributes. Time will tell.

Harry had dinner in the Great Hall that night. The responses were similar to breakfast the other day, if not a little more concerned about a violent reaction. He sat with Hermione and Neville, Ron was further down the table avoiding him. The twins sat down on the other side of the table from him and started with their twin speak.

"It's little Harrikin's…"

"…Youngest seeker of a century…"

"…Slayer of monsters…"

"…Savior of little girls…"

"…Scourge of Dementors…"

"…The Fourth champion…"

"…Doing Gryffindor proud." Finished the twins together.

"Don't forget shortest champion." Teased Hermione.

"Hey!" exclaimed Harry at this last one.

"So what's between you and little Ronnie? He keeps saying you're a liar and a cheat." Said who Harry thought was Fred.

"He doesn't believe that I didn't put my name into goblet and that I don't want to be in this damn tournament." Out of the corner of his eye he saw Hermione flinch at his language, but was able to keep her mouth shut. Harry was proud of her. "Do you guys think I entered?"

Twin one replied. "Nah, we believe you Harry. If you say you didn't do it than we don't think you did it."

"Besides if we couldn't get in…"

"There was no way for you to get in."

"Thanks guys, I appreciate that, I think." Harry said.

"No problem Harrikins. Now that you're in the tournament do you think you're going to win?" said twin two.

"I just want to survive." answered Harry.

"I'm sure you can win." Said Neville.

"Thanks Nev." Replied Harry.

The rest of dinner was a quiet affair for Harry. Nobody really talked to him, and that was fine by him. The rest of the house tables kept sending angry glares towards him and most looked like they wanted to hex him, but did nothing. It looked like it was going to be another terribly year.

The next morning Harry received an owl from Barkaxe. There was a note and a silver ring in the envelope. The note said 'Need to see you about the tournament at 10 am today. Activation phrase is 'time is money'.' Harry figured he would spend the day normally then turn back time and leave from the Chamber of Secrets.

It was an extremely long day, it seemed like time moved slower than normal. Harry regretted not going to the goblins first then turning back time and repeating the day at Hogwarts. Finally the day ended and he made his way down to the chamber and used the Time Turner. Saying "time is money" he disappeared from Hogwarts and appeared in the familiar Portkey arrival room at Gringotts. He was led to Barkaxes office, who was waiting for him.

"Welcome Mr. Potter." Said Barkaxe when Harry entered his office. "Have a seat."

"I hope you have some good news for me?" asked Harry.

"Yes and no Mr. Potter," Said Barkaxe. "The bad news first. You are indeed required to compete in the Tri Wizard Tournament."

Harry interrupted him, "That was the one thing I don't want to happen."

"Understandable Mr. Potter. But there is some good that has happened because of your inclusion in the tournament." Said Barkaxe.

"What good could there be with me having to be in the tournament?" asked depressed Harry.

"Because of the wording of the contract, you are now considered an of age wizard." Said Barkaxe.

"What! What does that mean?" spluttered Harry.

"You now are Lord Potter, Head of the Potter family, and have access to all your vaults and are no longer affected by the restriction on underage sorcery. You also have a seat on the Wizengamot available to you now. You can sit yourself or choose a proxy to sit and vote for you while you are at school." Replied Barkaxe.

"Does this mean that Dumbledore is no longer my magical guardian? And who is the proxy for the Potter seat now?" asked Harry. "Wait, It's Dumbledore isn't it?"

"Yes, to both questions." Said Barkaxe.

"Does he know about my emancipation?" asked Harry.

"We found no reason to inform him of this, but if he has read the tournament rules closely he would be able to figure it out." Said Barkaxe.

'I wonder if Dumbledore will tell me about this? Probably not.' Harry thought. Out loud he said. "So he no longer has access to my vaults?"

Barkaxe answered. "Not anymore. We will deactivate any keys he might have in his possession. There is also another possible benefit to you in the contract, Mr. Potter."

"What is it?" asked Harry.

The way the contract is worded limits the tournament to one champion per school, but doesn't limit the number of schools that can participate." Said Barkaxe.

"What does that mean for me?" responded Harry.

Barkaxe said, "This means Mr. Potter, is that you as the fourth champion are no longer a student of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"I have to leave Hogwarts?" said a shocked Harry.

"No, Mr. Potter." Said Barkaxe. "The contract is worded so that any participating school, of which you are now considered from, can request living quarters, have unrestricted access to the library, and can attend any class of their choosing. You are also not limited to the school grounds."

Harry was shocked silent at this. Finally he asked. "How does this affect me? Do I have to do anything for my own school?"

"You can choose who you want to represent you on the judges panel. Other than that there is nothing for you to do but participate in any tournament events" Replied Barkaxe.

Harry sat silently deep in thought. 'Since I'm not a part of Hogwarts any more I don't have to follow the school rules or listen to any of the teachers. I'll be back next year so I better not burn too many bridges. No matter what Snape can suck it. Too bad Sirius is still a wanted man, he would've made an excellent headmaster. The biggest prank of his life, he would love it. Maybe I can get Remus to be the Headmaster of my school. That would sure piss off Snape. Yeah, that's what I'll do. Dumbledore has no power over me anymore!'

Barkaxe interrupted Harry's train of thought. "There is still some paperwork you have to complete before you are officially Head of House. Sign here, and here…" Harry signed several pieces of parchment that Barkaxe put in front of him. "The Potter family ring is in the Potter family vault. It is up to you if you want to collect it. It is not required to wear it, but it would make it easier to convince people that you are indeed emancipated. Would you like to visit the Potter family vault now Mr. Potter?"

"Yes I would." Replied Harry. "Barkaxe, you said when I first visited you that I have several properties?"

"That is correct Mr. Potter. I will compile a list and have it available to you when you get back from visiting your vault." Said Barkaxe.

It was a long and twisty trip down to the Potter Family vault, #33. Harry handed his key to the goblin who opened the vault and stood aside. The goblin said. "I will leave you now Mr. Potter. When you are done, activate this rune," He pointed to a rune carved in the wall just outside the vault door. "and a goblin will be by shortly to collect you. Do you need anything else before I go?"

"No thank you, I will be fine." Harry said. The goblin turned around and left on the cart, leaving Harry alone. Stepping into the Potter family vault was a wonder to Harry. Harry could barely see the back of the vault from the vault door. There was a huge pile of gold coins directly I front of the entrance, and a pile of trunks that Harry learned had an expansion charm on the inside, that were filled with Galleons. There were barrels filled with raw and cut gems and precious stones. There was also many glass display cases filled with all types of jewelry. Suits of armor, clothes, weapons, furniture and books filled most of the empty space of the vault.

The biggest treasure for Harry was all the pictures and portraits he found in the vault. Here were many pictures of his mother and father. He found quite a few of a couple that he learned were his grandfather and grandmother. There were pictures and portraits of Potters going back generations. Harry knew that the portraits needed to be tied into the ward scheme of a residence for them to 'come alive' or have a special rune set carved on the frame that draws ambient magical energy into it to power the magic of the portrait, so he had to wait until he got to one of his properties or carved the rune set himself before he could speak to them. His parents had no portraits but his grandparent did, he was a little disappointed at not being able to speak with even a shadow of his parents.

Harry spent the next couple of hours searching the vault. He expanded his trunk and put several things from the vault into it. Several portraits, His grandparents included, plus many of the pictures went into the trunk. Several books, weapons, clothes and a few gems and pieces of jewelry joined the growing pile of stuff he was going to take with him. He also grabbed the Potter Lord ring but couldn't make up his mind if he was going to wear it yet.

Harry didn't want to leave but realized that he would be able to return at any time. Stepping out of vault he pushed magic into the rune. The vault door closed and fifteen minutes later a cart arrived with a different goblin. Ten minutes later he was back in Barkaxes office.

"I have prepared the list of your properties Mr. Potter. I have split the list into two piles for you. The first list is your residential properties. They are listed by your own personal properties and current rented properties. The second list is property that are being used by business in both the Magical and Muggle world." Barkaxe said while handing Harry two pieces of parchment. "I also put together a list of stocks you own in both the Magical and Muggle world." Barkaxe said while handing Harry a third and fourth piece of parchment.

All three lists were surprisingly long. It turned out that he owned a house near Hyde Park in London, and a property on the Lancashire coast near Blackpool, another property in France inMontpelliernearPalavas-les-Flots, and a property in Italy near Praiano. It seemed that the Potters liked beach front properties. There was also a property in Hogsmeade and a flat in Diagon Alley. These were only Potter personal properties, It turned out that there was no property listed in Godrics Hollow. Harry was a little curious about this.

The rental properties were another matter. Harry recognized a few names of students at Hogwarts, but most of the other names he had no clue about. The list had over fifty properties listed. The list of business properties was even longer. There were quite a few in Diagon Alley and Hogsmeade. Harry decided to examine the stock list later.

"How do I get to the properties in this list?" Harry asked, showing Barkaxe the Potter Property list. "And is there a way to have them fixed up and warded if they need it?"

"There might be Portkeys in your vault or we can provide a one time or permanent Portkeys to any of your properties, for a fee. We of course can fix any damage and ward any of your properties, for a fee. I would recommend acquiring a House Elf. They can travel to any property you own and can do most basic repairs and upkeep. Have it check out your properties and report back to you what needs to be done. Now that you are emancipated you can bond a House Elf."

'I wonder if Dobby will work for me? Of course he would. Maybe Winky will also work for me? I wonder what's involved with bonding a house elf?' Harry thought. "What do you recommend I do about the rental properties?" he asked Barkaxe.

Barkaxe responded. "I would have an assessment of current market value done for all your properties, personal, rental, and business, and adjust the rent to current rates. This is part of my normal duties so there will be no extra fee."

"Yes, do the assessment, but hold off on raising the rates until I have a chance to go over the information please Barkaxe." Said Harry.

"It will take a few days to complete Mr. Potter." Replied Barkaxe.

"No hurry. Is there anything else?" asked Harry.

"We have sold about ten percent of the Basilisk so far. 431,333 galleons 5 sickles, and 11 knuts have been deposited in your Sam Underhill vault." Said Barkaxe. "The cloaks and purse will still be a few weeks before they are ready because we have to cure the Basilisk skin before it can be used,"

'I'm never going to be able to spend all that money! Damn! Now that I'm an emancipated minor should I get rid of the Sam identity? No I can still use it to do things I don't want the Potter name involved with. Rons not getting a claok or a mirror anymore. Maybe… yeah, I'll give Rons cloak to Remus and still have an extra.' Harry thought. "That's fine. I was going to give them as Christmas gifts, so if they are ready by then it will be fine." He said. "Anything else?"

"We believe we are getting closer to utilizing the Horcrux to find the others. Our experts believe it will be accomplished in a few weeks." Said Barkaxe.

This brought Harrys excitement down a peg or two. "That's good. I should go. Will the Portkey take me back to the same place I left from?"

"Of course Mr. Potter. Have a good day, and congratulations on becoming a Lord." Barkaxe said, and then he called a goblin to escort Harry to the Portkey room.

He had a very important question to ask Dobby when he got back to Hogwarts, and a lot to tell Sirius. He had to look up what being a Lord meant in the wizarding world, is it different in the Muggle world? Is he a Lord in the Muggle world too? He had to train and get ready for the first task. He also had to figure out how he is going to handle Dumbledore and the teachers of Hogwarts. Look out Snape, Harry Potter is free

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After the document with Harry's lineage and rights to vaults was generated, he was not shown it. Harry was promptly but politely ushered by the goblin shaman to a comfy-looking office. There sat a well-groomed goblin in a smaller version of a business suit. It was obvious at the first glance the goblin is trained for interaction with humans. No sneering, no scowling, no glaring. Just a polite smile. 
The shaman respectfully handed the document to his hands and relocated to the door. After studying it, the important-looking goblin behind the table looked at Harry with the most humane smile he ever saw from a goblin and introduced himself.
"I am Manager Sharpfang, the manager of Potter vaults. Heir Potter, I must confess, I never thought we would meet in circumstances quite like this." The goblin politely quipped calmly.
"Greetings Manager Sharpfang, I must agree yet I can't say I fully understand what you mean by that." Harry answered, completely confused.
Before the goblin could respond he spotted the goblin shaman standing at the door gape at Harry in surprise at his politeness. Harry turned around and spotted the shaman.
"If you were polite from the start, so would I." He offhandedly told him with a slight smile. "Respect is a two-way street, goblin." 
The shaman showed a conflicted look but after a while nodded in acknowledgment.
"Ritualist Clawhook, please, leave us alone." Sharpfang dismissed the shaman without care, waiting for him to get out of the room before continuing. 
"Now that we are alone Heir Potter. Did you see the results of your blood inheritance yet?" He asked curiously.
"No, I was instantly pulled here." Harry narrowed his eyes.
"I see." Sharpfang gave him a disarming smile and handed him the document.
… 
Harry James Potter

Primary Heir Potter - by blood(father)
Peverell lordship included in Potter line - by blood(father) 
Potter Family Vault - 8 524 galleons 22 sickles 1 knut + items.
Potter Trust Vault - 1 knut
Lordship - claimable

Heir Black - by magic(godfather) and blood(grandmother)
designated by: Sirius Black 
Black Family Vault 35 246 851 galleons 2 sickles 25 knuts + items
Black Dividends Vault - 19 752 659 galleons 15 sickles 12 knuts
Lordship - claimable

Heir Gryffindor - by blood(Potter line)
Lordship - unattainable
Vault information not provided due to the insufficient status

Primary Heir Slytherin - by magic(conquest)
Slytherin Vault - unknown
Lordship - claimable
… 
Harry looked at the document and wanted to let out a joyful scream. He understood why this happened. He just didn't expect it. Not at all. He defeated Voldemort, becoming new, rightful heir Slytherin. He was heir Potter by blood, therefore he was also heir Peverell. What came as surprise was his Black heirship. He didn't think Sirius designated him as such even before being thrown in Azkaban. Nevertheless, he was thankful. As for Gryffindor? The guy probably had so many heirs there is no telling which has the strongest claim. Neville, Dumbledore, heck even Ron may be one with his stupidity and charge-on attitude! 
Harry didn't dally and chanted the chant to claim lordship he read in a book.
"I, Harry James Potter, claim Lordship over Slytherin, Black, and Potter/Peverell lines." 
The light in the room dimmed as small green wisps of magic started to seep into Harry, painfully inscribing themselves into his being. He gained Slytherin's family magic! He could feel his tongue vibrating as his parseltongue strengthened. He wondered if he could communicate with dragons now.
After the Slytherin line was finished, black wisps, much less potent did the same, left Harry panting on the floor yet oddly satisfied. He felt his affinity for all things dark shot through the roof and gaining a certain resistance to corruption. He guessed when family dabbles in dark arts so much as Blacks did, they must gain resistance to its corrupting effects if they want it or not.
There were no wisps of magic for the Potter/Peverell line because he was already such from birth. He was just disappointed in having no clue what advantage the family magics gave him.
He was also sure he missed a lot of other traits the family magic imbued him with. He just noticed the obvious since he already expected them. 
"Wow, never thought I would see someone dumb enough to claim lordship of three lines at the same time and survive to tell the tale." Sharpfang exclaimed rudely as he stared at Harry with comically wide eyes.
"Uh? Did I perhaps do something bad?" Harry scratched the back of his head.
"Bad? No." The goblin dryly stated. "Insane? Yes. I guess the Black blood is strong with you."
Harry tilted his head to the side in even more confusion than before.
"The family magics are not always compatible, that's why there are no lords with lordship over more lines. They usually get shredded to pieces when they try to claim more than one line. Moreover, taking Lordship is basically an oath sworn on your very own life. If magic deemed you didn't have the unconditional right to inherit the family magics fully, becoming the lord, no matter whether through blood, magic or last will, your life would be forfeit." Sharpfang barked out.
"Oh, lucky me, I guess." Harry projected an uncaring attitude even though inwardly he was sweating elephant-sized bullets. He almost died!? Lucky me indeed!
"I swear, you wizards!" Sharpfang cursed. "And pray tell, how would we explain the hero of Wizarding Britain dying in Gringotts?" He admonished Harry.
"Oh." Harry looked at him like a deer in highlights completely missing that angle.
"Yes. Oh." Sharpfang annoyingly stated. He sighed in exasperation and rubbed his forehead.
"Now that you took three lordships at once," He gave Harry a pointed look. "we have to go through the obligations of each family and decide what to do with them. It is now my problem as your family account manager but more importantly, it is also your problem, Lord… which name do you want as your primary?" He asked.
Harry pondered over it for a second.
"Black. Hadrian Black has a nice ring to it." He smiled.
"Oh, I completely understand why you are ashamed of the Potter name, I do." The goblin for the first time in their interaction sneered, and it was because of the mentioning of the Potter name. "I certainly would be ashamed too!"
Harry was yet again utterly confused. He understood there must be something he missed. Something big, at that. But he first had to be sure about more pressing matters.
"Tell me, Manager Sharpfang, will ministry know about my lordships?" He asked evadingly, making Sharpfang grin savagely.
"Do you want them to know?"
"Not really." Harry said, feeling as if a mountain was just lifted from his shoulders.
"Then they won't be informed. At least not by us." Sharpfang said with finality.
"Can't they know through magic?" Harry asked.
At that, Sharpfang gave him an 'are you insane' look and shook his head in exasperation.
"And pray tell, how would magic inform them? Will it grow a mouth and tell them? Or do you think it will send them a howler? Lord Black, I even forgot you are still a child." Sharpfang quipped, making Harry want to dig himself a hole and hide there.
"Anyway, back to your obligations!" Sharpfang said as a goblin hurriedly brought three thick tomes. "These," He pointed at them. "contains the contracts of your families. You as the lord has to decide what to do with them." Sharpfang gave Harry a vicious smirk. "Let's see if you don't owe your soul to somebody."
'Uh-oh. That doesn't sound ominous at all.' Harry thought as he stared at the thick old tomes in distaste.

A soul woke up as Harry Potter after the unfortunate child died from one too much blow to the head.
Will the new Harry be a blessing or a curse for the Wizarding World? 
Or... will he even care about it at all?

Accompany the new Harry on his journey through the hardships his new identity brings him and watch as he uses his fore-knowledge to turn the scales into his favor.
And who knows... maybe, just maybe Harry is much more Slytherin than anyone ever thought possible! Will his enemies understand this simple truth in time though...

Harry looked at the parchment that explains His Lineage
Harry James Potter
Father: James Potter
Mother: Lily James Potter Nee Evans
Godfather: Sirius Black
Heir to The Ancient and most noble house of Potter
First of born of the previous Lord Potter
Potter Family vault - 10, 247, 786 galleons, 20,678 sickles, 534 knuts
Potter Trust vault - 88,000 galleons, 5,500 sickles, 550 knuts
Heir to The Ancient and most noble house of Black
Assigned by lord black through a magic vow
Godson of the Lord Black
Black Famly vault - 53,765,689 galleons, 1,983 sickles, 36 knuts
Lordship claimable to The Ancient and most noble house of Peverell
Peverell Family vault - Integrated into Potter family vault
Harry finished reading the parchment and looked at Griphook, asked anxiously 
" I have a godfather?.... Where is he?"
With pity in his eyes, Griphook replied, " He is in Azkaban, a prison for the worst wizard criminals."
" Wha..at, what he did?"
"He was sent there for the charges of killing 11 muggles and betrayal of Potter's," said Griphook.
Harry was shocked and asked, "what do you mean by betrayal."
Griphook explained slowly, "sigh, it was believed Sirius black joined dark lord and told him where your family is hiding. He also killed his friend Peter Pettigrew."
Harry was enraged, grieved, and felt very sad. Tears are rolling in his chin. He took some time to calm down.
'wait, if he betrayed my parents, why he named me as his heir? For redemption? I need to know who he is, maybe I have seen him in my memories'
"Do you have a photo of him? or can you describe how he looks" asked Harry
Not knowing the reason for his request Griphook used his magic to produce a picture of Sirius black. [A/n like hologram]
'So, he is my godfather. I saw him in my memories. He looks enraged and asked Hagrid to handover me, but Hagrid refused. He then left saying something.'
After a few minutes of silence, Griphook said, " Sigh; if you are alright young Harry, we will continue our discussion regarding your inheritance."
Harry nodded.
"That parchment will explain only the amount of coins placed in vaults and your right of heirship. The books, artifacts, portraits, and other items placed in the vaults are shown only to the family's lords. All the properties and contents that belong to your family are kept in stasis. Once you reach 17 years old, you can claim lordship and activate the properties." said Griphook calmly and gave some time for Harry to register everything he said.
"Now you can claim heirship to The Ancient and most noble house of Potter and Black family," continued Griphook.
"How do I do that?" asked Harry
"Simple, you need to wear the family heirship ring." he brought two boxes which contain the heir rings.
Harry looked at the rings; one ring is made up of pure black material. The center of the ring is the black family crest of wand hand and crows enclosed in a shield. Canine creature surrounds the sides of the shield. At the bottom motto of the black was written in french, " Toujours pur," meaning "always pure."
Another ring is made of pure silver material. Which contains the Potter family crest of the wand in an inverse triangle-shaped shield. The family motto was written at the bottom of the ring, "Honneur et Gloire," meaning " Honour and Glory." (A/n: Potter family Crest and motto are self-made)
He first wore the Potter family ring on his right ring finger. The ring adjusted to his finger size and flashed a light for a brief second. The same happened for the black family ring, which he wore in his left hand.
"The rings are used to validate your claim of heirship of the family. Moreover, there are some charms added to the ring. The ring will protect the wearer from passive legilimency for a few seconds." explained Griphook.
"What is legilimency?" asked Harry
"Legilimency is the spell used to read minds. If you mastered the spell just by eye contact, you could read the opponents. It's challenging to master, mind magics. To date, those who mastered them are very rare, and few."
"Whatttttt..... Are you saying people can read minds...." shivered Harry at the thought of others reading his mind.
"Yes, young Harry, there are few people who can read minds. Occlumency is the only known spell to counter the legilimency," replied Griphook.
'I need to buy some books on mind magic and practice occlumency as soon as possible,' thought Harry.
As if understanding what Harry is thinking, Griphook smiled and said, "Books about mind magics are not available for sale. Only some noble families will have"
"Did yo...u read my mi....ind?? asked Harry in horror.
Griphook laughed heavily and said, "It's just a guess, young Harry."
Harry calmed down for a second and thought about how to get the book.
"As you are the only living person in the Potter family and you have claimed heirship, you will be given the family grimoire. It will contain your family history and some family magics. Maybe you will get what you need," said Griphook and gave a book to Harry.
"I suggest you read when you are alone, Harry. The grimoire will be with you only for 15 days. After that, it will disappear. You can collect the grimoire again if you need from me..... next year." chuckled Griphook
'With my memory, I can try to memorize all the contents in the book. I hope mind magic spells are recorded in the grimoire.'
"Now, your inheritance business is over. Do you need to discuss anything else, young Harry?"
"Yes, I need to check whether any tracking spells are placed on me," replied Harry.
Griphook raised his eyebrow in an inquiring manner and replied, "100 galleons for checking. And if curses or spells are found, additional galleons need to be paid to remove them."
Harry accepted. 'These greedy goblins, anyhow, I still have lots of galleons in my trust vault.'
Griphook took him to another room for checking.
There were some runes at the bottom of the floor. Harry was standing at the center of it. 
Griphook was standing near a podium that has a crystal ball. 
Griphook then started the runes, which made all the runes glow in the room. 
After some minutes, the runes stopped. Griphook became serious and looked at Harry. "There are some serious problems, young Harry. Your magic core is blocked such that you won't reach your full potential. And as you suspected, there are some tracking spells placed on you." 
Harry was shocked beyond belief. 'Why, why, why they do this to me. what I did to deserve to be treated like this.'
"Can you remove all these things from me? and what is this core?" asked Harry 
"Derails about the magic core will be explained in your grimoire, and yes, we have the means to remove it. But if we remove it, the person who placed the blocks on you will know it immediately."
Harry was silent after listening to that; Griphook didn't disturb his thoughts. The room became very silent. 
"Is there any other solutions available?" asked Harry. 
"Yes, for all the problems, there are solutions available. For the block in your core, we can modify it a little. To explain it, consider your core is in a cage. Because of the cage, the core can't increase its size. We can increase the cage's size so that even if it's present, it won't prevent your core growth." 
"I like this option," replied Harry 
"But this is only temporary. May be for four years, it won't give you any problem, but after that, you need to remove it if you want to improve," said Griphook.   
Harry nodded. And Griphook once again activated the runes in the room. This time many runes glowed, and strong magic fluctuations appeared in the room. Harry felt something moving in his body and didn't know what exactly. 
"It's done. For tracking spell, we can transfer it to other magical objects."
Harry accepted this solution. 
Griphook prepared some materials and asked Harry's blood. After a ritual, Griphook provided a green color coin to Harry. 
"This coin now contains the tracking spell. You need to power it with your magic once a week." 
Harry got that coin and examined it. It looks like a jade coin with some runes engraved in it. 
"How many gallons for everything," asked Harry
Griphook grinned and replied, "750 galleons."
Harry didn't care about the Griphook attitude and provided the galleons.
Griphook took Harry to his room once again.
while walking to the room, Harry asked, "I heard students should not use magic outside of Hogwarts is that true?"
"Yes, once you reached Hogwarts, a spell would be placed on your wand. If you use it outside Hogwarts, the ministry of magic will be informed. It is mainly for muggle-borns to prevent them from magical accident and exposure of magic to other muggles."
He looked at Harry meaningfully and said, "Be careful in Hogwarts; it was rumored the headmaster and potions professor are masters in legilimency,"
Harry was first shocked and replied, "Thank you for the remainder." 
Harry reapplied his makeup to hide his scar, went to his vault to take some more galleons, and left Gringotts with complicated feelings.

Harry Potter, due to some unknown reasons, developed intelligence, and rare magical talent at a very young age. How will it affect the wizarding world? Is it for the greater good?

P.S: This is the first time I'm writing a story. I'm writing this for fun. Updates will not be regular. English is not my first language.

~29 July 2006~

"Ermmmm, what can I do for you?"
"Do you want me to clean you up?"
"What?"

I couldn't help but facepalm myself. The way Valerie says it makes her look like a prostitute who is offering some service to her soon to be a customer. I decide to walk toward the young Harry Potter and clear the matter before it causes a bigger misunderstanding.

"Phrasing Valerie."
"Phrasing?"
"Yes. The way you say that makes people misunderstood your meaning."
"Really?"
"Yup, let me do the talk."

I sit down next to Valerie and greet the boy who lived.

"Hello. First, let me introduce myself. My name is Lexian Vongola, and this little angel is my little sister, Valerie Vongola."

I give my hand toward Harry, who hesitates a little before taking it and says.

"My name is Harry Potter, but I'm guessing you already know it."
"Yup. The reason why my sister here is asking you about cleaning is your scar."
"My scar."
"Yes. Do you have a 'nightmare' about something weird like, for example, a dream about a man with two faces or a scene where you are in the forest?"
".... Yes"
"Good, then we are right. Your scar has a piece of the so-called Dark Lord Voldemort in it."
"What?!?"
"Yes. My sister here has a unique set of skills. She can see the souls of people. When he sees your souls, unconsciously mind you, she sees a black spot on your forehead indicating that there is a parasite on your forehead that is feeding your magic."
"... Can you destroy it?"
"Of course. That is why my sister asked you earlier. Do you want to get yourself cleaned?"
"Yes, please."
"Good. Let's go to our room. We will do the process there."

However, I see Harry standing there and not moving with his black dog, waiting for him to move.

"Harry?"
"How much the ritual cost me?"
"Ahhhh…. No, I will not charge you for this. Splitting someone's soul is a crime in the world of magic. Destroying the soul itself is good enough for us."
"I see. Thank you"
"Thank us later after we destroy that leech."

We walk toward our room before lock it up and let Medea secure the room with her magecraft.

"Valerie, please be a dear and clean him up, will you?"
"Yes, brother!"

Valerie walks toward Harry, who sits on the bed and gives her hand to him.

"Hold my hand."
"O-okay"

When Harry grabs Valerie's hand, it glows a little before I hear a shriek coming from Harry's scar. A second later, a black goo poured out from Harry scar, and immediately it trapped inside a transparent box made of magic.

"Done. This is a bad man."

Harry looks at the black goo inside the magic cube that contains Voldemort soul fragments that keep shrieking.

"Is that Voldemort?"
"Yes. Or at least his fragment."
"Fragment?"
"Yes, Voldemort has the guts to split his soul seven times and place it inside an item. This is the reason why Voldemort still alive."
"Then…. Does he mean he cannot be killed?"
"No, No, No. The opposite. If he only split his soul once then, he can keep his 'spare' soul to resurrect himself. However, because he split his soul seven times, we can call all the souls and kill him once for all."
"Can you do that?"
"I can't, but my sister can do it."

Harry looks at Valerie and blush once again and asks her shyly. It looks like the sky attraction has a stronger effect on her soon to be a guardian than I thought would be. I already feel his flame begin to awaken after Valerie touches him and uses her power. His flame is Lightning. I think that is fitting for Harry Potter as he tends to protect people he doesn't know or, as Hermione called it, 'Saving people' behavior. Lightning flame users tend to protect the other, especially their sky. If a Lightning has nothing to protect, then he will have a tendency that can be considered a suicidal action by the other.

"Valerie, r-right? Can you do that?"
"Of course!"

Valerie then clenches her hand like she wants to pray. A second later, I hear many shrieks coming toward us. I take my gun and get ready to fight if there is something wrong. Medea and Carol also do the same and get ready to fight just in case. A second later, I see another black goo appear inside their room, but this time, the foul aura of the goo releasing is twice as disgusting as before.

For a few seconds later, all the goo is trapped inside Valerie's magic cube. The souls inside the cube scream in pain as Valerie forcefully combines the souls into one. Harry looked at the goo in disgust.

When Valerie is ready to destroy the soul, I stop her.

"Wait a minute, Valerie."
"Mu?"
"Don't destroy it yet. I want Harry here to destroy it. He deserves to have his revenge against Voldemort after his parent get murdered by this twisted man."
"Un. Harry here"

Harry takes the magic cube and looks at it, confused.

"What do I do to destroy this?"
"Ahhh. I have an idea. Medea, can you create a purification rune to destroy the soul? However, let Harry be the one that activated it."

I look at Medea, who nods at me and says.

"Yes, Master"

While waiting for Medea preparing the rune, I walk toward the innocent black dog under Harry's feet and point my gun on its head.

"Now, let's talk about you. Who are you?"
"Wait!!! What are you doing?!?"
"This dog is not a real dog, Harry. I can feel a magic core inside his body."

A lie. I know that this dog is Sirius Black, the so-called infamous killer, and betrayer of the Potter Family.

"Now. How about you change into your human form, or do you prefer my little friend do the talking."

The dog then slowly changed into a man with black hair and grey eyes. He looked like a zombie from the movie.

"My my. The infamous Sirius Black. What a surprise."
"Please… Please… I just want to meet my godson."
"Godson?"
"Harry is my Godson"
"Yes. I can explain it."
"Then, please do."

Sirius then explains his situation to Harry. Meanwhile, I use my Hyper Intuition to see if he is lying or not. I don't know if this Harry Potter is a fanon where Sirius is an evil guy. Luckily he is not.

"I believe you."
"Thank you, Harry. Thank you."
"But how can we convince the Ministry to let you free?"
"I don't think you can."

I interrupt their conversation.

"The Minister or at least the Britain wizarding minister is famous for his corruption. If he can gain more political power by sending this man into an eternal torment inside the Azkaban prison, then he will do it immediately."
"But… The first time I met him, he looked like a kind person."
"Yes. Because you are Harry Potter. THE Boy Who Lived. He wants to make a good first impression on you."
"I-I…. What should I do?"
"Hmmm. We can test your way and demand the Minister to clear his name, or we can fake his death."
"Fake his death?"
"Yup, we can create a fake body that will last for at least a week before it dissolves completely… Or maybe we can go your way, and if it fails, we can fake his death."
"Then who are we approaching first? Approach Amelia Bones first. She is the head of DMLE. She can help you get a fair trial. Also, Harry uses your fame to persuade Fudge to make a trial for Sirius."
"I guess that is a great idea."
"We will begin our plan tomorrow."

As I say that I can see Medea already finished the preparation a long time ago. Medea looks at Harry and says.

"Walk toward the circle while holding the magic cube."

Harry walks to the middle of the magic circle while holding the magic cube.

"Now, push your magic to your feet. Imagine you pushing the energy inside your body and ordering it to move to your feet."

Harry frowned a little as he concentrated on pushing his magic to his feet. After a few seconds, I can see Harry Potter panting. I don't know if it was his magic that ran low or something else. When the magic circle shines, I can see Harry's body enveloped by light while, on the other hand, I see Voldemort screaming in pain at the purification method we use.

"That is disturbing."
"What? The process?"
"Yeah. I never thought to see Voldemort screaming in pain like that even when we are at war with him."
"Sirius. This method only hurts the twisted people like Voldy here. Look at Harry, he is fine and even looks at peace."
"Yeah, I guess it is still disturbing to hear Voldemort screaming in pain like that."
"I guess you are right. Anyway, you don't call Voldemort by his feared nickname 'You-Know-Who' or something like."
"No. At first, we call him that, but Lily will beat us, James and I, up if we call him by that nickname. Especially after we investigate that there is no curse in his name whatsoever. So we decide to call him by his real name."
"Heh. It's funny, you know… Voldemort is not his real name. His real name is Tom Marvolo Riddle."
"Wait. What?"
"Yes. You can ask Harry later. It looks like the ritual is finished."

True to my word, the ritual is finished, and the only thing left of Voldemort is white ash inside the magic cube.

"Good job Harry. Now let's talk about how we free this old dog."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

~01 August 2006~

*Albus Dumbledore POV*

There are a few things I hate in life. The first one is someone questioning his authority, and the seconds one is an unexpected event.

This morning I received a letter from the Minister to attend an emergency meeting. At first, I thought it was a usual tactic for Fudge to ask for more gold from the old family in the Wizengamot. However, when I saw the content of the letter, I couldn't help but choke on the candy inside my mouth.

The content of the letter is the invitation to attend a public trial of Sirius Black. Of course, I immediately go to the Ministry and go to the Minister myself. However, some senior Auror denied me entry to the Minister's room, saying that I don't have the authority to enter at the moment. Don't they know who I am? I'm Albus Dumbledore dammit.

So not only I don't know what is happening, the media decide to print the 'big news' about how the betrayer of the potter has been captured and will be given a trial.

I know that the Trial will end up in Sirius Black becoming a free man, especially if I can't bribe the Minister. There are also not many people from the Dark Family that know if Sirius Black is the real spy from Tom or not. So when they hear that Sirius Black is the betrayer of the Potter family, they respect him for it.

However, all of the titles Sirius has are false, of course. I know the truth. Sirius is an innocent man through and through. He is a true Gryffindor, after all. However, I don't need him as a free person. I need to be a fugitive that relies on me to hide him from the others. I need him to control the Harry Potter life. By making Sirius depend on me, Harry will also follow in his footsteps and rely more on me.

What should I do? Hmmm.

Maybe…. Yes. I think that should work.

I get up from my comfy chair and prepare to go to the Dursleys. I cannot let Harry attend the Trial, and if I can convince Sirius Black to stay in St.Mungo for 'mental problems,' then I will be perfect. Yes, after all, who can say no to Albus Dumbledore.

R34 Economy with a twist.

Disclaimer: I don't own all the crossover.
Another Disclaimer: This is an Extreme AU

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