The Pale horse
Prologue
It was dark in Soho, London. It was also depressing. On every street corner were his victims. He had many names, the professor, the blue man, and the pale horse. He operated his drug trade out of his own law firm. He was lawyer by day and drug dealer by night. He sold all the normal drugs; cocaine, heroin, marijuana, and speed. The thing is however is that all his customers had something in common. They weren't normal people. They were wizards.
His hatred of wizard kind started with his horrible transformation. It was a long story of sex, greed, blackmail and attempted murder. He finally realized that muggles had it all right. He still liked the magical world and still used his magic. Thing is he thought, rightly so, that it should be his and his alone. Soon his carefully constructed plan would succeed and all the purebloods would be brought low. He smiled as he watched his latest success cough blood up and say he wanted more drugs. He was happy to oblige.
The man laughed as the once proud Draco Malfoy snorted the white poison up his nose. Dealing drugs was a good way to destroy the purebloods. Half of them were already on this block. It took a while for Lord Voldemort to succumb but repeated threats of rebellion from his death eaters made him buy from the man. If only Lord Voldemort knew who he was buying from but of course he didn't. Dumbledore had covered his tracks well enough. No one knew that the drug peddler of the wizard world was fixing to sell his biggest product at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
His conscious did assault him for selling to little kids but his betrayal at the hands of the old fool whisked it away. He was going to bring the wizarding world to its knees. Just so no muggles got hooked by the product; the man put a muggle-repelling charm on the drugs so his customers could only be wizards and witches. He sent word via Dobby to all other species about his plans and they nodded their approval. The wizards and witches had no idea about the conspiracy to do away with it. It didn't go to just house elves, goblins, and centaurs. Tony Blair, the then prime minister of England, also backed the anti-wizarding drug-peddling villainous, malicious scoundrel.
Still no one knew the identity of the Pale man. Soon every wizard would know, soon every wizards would tremble at the odious deeds of Lawrence J. Voldemort, attorney at law, also formerly known as Harry James Potter.
