Chapter 1
It was a beautiful day, the magical world was thriving as best as it can. After the war against Voldemort, Britain was finally coming into the 21st century.
Technology was basically king there now. Even in Hogwarts, there were classes for technomancy. Using magic through technology, the school had pure blood wizards and witches reaching jobs that would allow them to work in the modern world.
The one person that had changed the world was of course Harry Potter. When he and his army had fought the Death Eaters, they used modern weapons.
With his win Harry was seen as a pinnacle of the magical world. He, his wife, Hermione Granger, and Neville Longbottom had became the rulers of the magical world. They called themselves 'the Triad'.
They had proven that you don't have to be a pure blood to rule the world. One day, Harry had heard of someone trying to resurrect Grindelwald, one of the most evil dark lords ever. This guy made Voldemort look like a kitten.
So they had to stop whoever was doing it. They followed up on some rumors, but nothing panned out. That was until they had found a hidden Nazi camp. They were fighting as if they were the freaking Avengers but as Harry was about the hit his finishing blow, he suddenly vanished.
"Harry!" Said Hermione as he disappeared.
"We need to find him!" Said Neville, "but first let's finish this!" So they finished the wizard that was trying to resurrect Grindelwald off. "Let's go see Luna, she might know what happened and where Harry might be." So they left as Hermione called in for an air strike and destroyed the camp.
Meanwhile as Harry was about to ram an 18 inch blade into his enemy, he appeared in a dark castle. He stopped and started to look around. "You have got to be kidding me!" He said. He reached up to a Bluetooth device in his ear.
"Hermione, come in." He said, there was nothing. "Neville, come in." Still nothing, "damn it!" He tried contacting the rest of his team but got nothing but static. Then he pulled out his smart phone and saw that he was in a dead zone.
'Well, that might be the answer.' Just then he had sensed someone behind him and quick drew on him.
Albus Dumbledore smiled as the summoning circle had worked. He had seen a young man in a red hoodie, black cargo pants and boots. He was holding a long blade that was dripping with blood.
When he walked up to the young man, the others that were with him were a little apprehensive. "Albus, we don't know who this is!" Said one of them.
"Nonsense Severus," he said. "He trusts me." Just then the young man quickly spun around, pulled out a weapon and pointed it at the headmaster.
When his weapon was locked on to him Dumbledore got a good look at him realizing that this young man was not going to trust him and was going to shoot him.
"Any other bright ideas headmaster?" said the potions master.
TBC