AN: Sorry for the long , sickness and work held me back. While many would think that I have discontinued, that is not the case. Without further ado, Here comes Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Emerald green eyes opened as their owner woke up from his sleep in an average hotel. Despite being rich, Harry rarely used posh hotels or luxurious lodgings. This was an important lesson drilled into his head when he started working with the Interrogation and Assassination squad of Japanese Defense Force. His instructor was none other than the Leader of the squad, Yoruichi Shihouin.

Flashback

As a new recruit, Harry was slightly nervous of the Second Squad otherwise known by the proper name Interrogation and Assassination Squad. He was called here the second he passed the Academy. Apparently, the leader of the squad was interested in him and had personally asked for him in his squad. He had only heard about the leader from second hand accounts but he was impressed with the way she used Body Magic for the purpose of hand-to-hand combat and stealth techniques.

One of the masked soldiers moved towards him and bent down to speak.

"Are you Harry Potter, the topper from the 1990 graduating class?"

Harry shyly nodded his head as the squad member nodded and motioned him to follow. With brisk steps, the pair walked through the compound, while Harry's eyes roamed all around the compound, looking at the sights of various squad members practicing, some people were being taught the basics of Body Magic and many other sights one could find in a traditional Japanese home. Finally, the pair came to stop at a pair of sliding doors. As the squad member motioned Harry to go in, Harry gulped in nervously as he slid the door open and entered.

He was not expecting a loud laughter that welcomed him. He came face-to-face to a dark-skinned lady with long purple hair tied in a ponytail and amber-colored eyes filled with amusement.

The Lady stopped her laughter, with occasional giggles escaping her mouth, and spoke in n amused voice," You look like a pig waiting to be slaughtered. Why are you so nervous, cute little brat?"

Harry found his voice and immediately gave a childish pout, his years at school erasing the damage done to him by the Dursleys. Now, he could act his age, and while he was a prodigy at magic, he was still a ten-year old. He grumbled," I am not a brat! I was just expecting a more serious person to be handling the Assassination Squad."

Looking at the woman, he found her dressed in a simple set of clothes with a pair of tight combat pants, a white undershirt and a black tank-top. Noticing the gaze, the squad leader asked," What are you looking at?"

Harry shrugged and answered," I expected you to wear some expensive clothing, not a simple set of clothes."

The woman smiled and said," My name is Yoruichi Shihouin and I will be instructing you during your tenure as a member of my squad. Let this be your first lesson. Never live in luxury as it will not only soften you up, but will also make you a target. Luxury is a weakness which makes you dependent on some things. As an assassin, you cannot have a weakness that can be exploited. Always keep that in your mind."

Flashback End

Harry breathed in the morning air of London as he planned the day. He had to go to Gringotts to make some investments, he had to buy some stuff from the Diagon Alley and finally, he had to show up at Hogwarts. Deciding to start his day, he took a bath, got dressed and left the room. Checking out from the hotel, Harry walked to Diagon Alley at a sedate pace.

He had been hearing rumors and whispers from his various contacts in Werewolf Packs and Vampire Covens that a certain Lord Voldemort had returned from the dead and was seeking allies. Other British wizards would have been worried but Harry thought up a plan to take him out. He decided that it was time to return to his birthplace to change it completely. He was not against Voldemort himself but rather against the whole British Magical Community with their backward ways and bigoted views. He would not admit it out loud, but he enjoyed educating foolish masses through his own brand of lessons. Changing the next generation was just the first step. He smirked in an almost demonic manner when he thought about his future plans.

Pushing the door that lead to the Leaky Cauldron, Harry waved at the toothless owner of the pub Tom and cheerfully spoke with a slight American accent," Hey there mate, mind opening the Alley for me?"

Tom gave a smile showing his missing teeth," Why not lad, it's a pleasure to help cheerful people like you in these dark times."

Without missing a beat, Tom moved towards the stone wall in the backyard with Harry following and tapped the right sequence with his wand to open the path. Turning back, Tom gave another toothless grin and spoke in a cheerful manner," There you go lad, have fun."

As Harry thanked and entered the Alley, he grumbled a little," The people here are really backward. The still use a wand for everything. I could tell that the wall was opened because of runes sensitive to touch but since they have been using a wand for so much time, that they even tap with their wand. I bet they are so lazy that they could not tie their laces or brush their teeth without magic and their wand."

Due to his rant, he forgot to pay attention to where he was going and ended up colliding with a person. They both fell down and by the sound of the other voice; Harry concluded that he had collided with a female. Rubbing his shoulder and wincing at the fall, Harry looked at the young woman who might need his help, but when he saw her, he was mesmerized.

Moments Earlier

Nymphadora Tonks was bored. She was a strong Auror, a member of the esteemed Order of the Phoenix, and a skilled Metamorph, yet she was given the boring task of patrolling the Diagon Alley. She looked around at the majority of the establishments and sighed.

Previously

Tonks sighed in exasperation,' What a boring day. I wish there is something to take my mind off boredom.'

She looked around at some more stores, hoping to get a glimpse of some activity that was out of ordinary. Looking at the happy and carefree faces of the shoppers, she could only smile as she thought,' the only thing Fudge can claim to have done is make sure that people remain in dark about the coming storm. While it won't stop the inevitable, it will at least give them some peace before the war.'

She had thought about the news they received last year. The prophesied savior was not with them and had disappeared years ago. He was the younger son of the Potters, Harry Potter. She remembered the small boy when she first met the Potters at the age of six and half. The two children were so little at that time. Even during that time, Harry seemed different than the other Potters. While he looked like his father at that time, he seemed much smarter. His green eyes burned with an intensity and curiosity that belied his age. She still remembered the eyes focused on her once. The look they gave him made her feel strange, as if he was staring through his soul. So engrossed was she in her thoughts, she did not notice the person walking towards her and collided with him, falling on her back while the other person stared at her from where he had fallen. The first thing she noticed were the deep green eyes that seemed to stare into her soul.

Present

Harry stared at the witch in front of her. She was young, though a lot of witches seemed young despite their age. She wore the maroon robes of the Auror Corps of British Ministry of Magic. Her short pink hair and sharp features gave the impression of a peppy free spirited woman. She was probably a half blood as he noticed her Aristocratic features, though the Muggle influence was strong as preference of Muggle fashion was visible in her different style and the popular brand of perfume he smelled. Standing up he offered his hand to the fallen girl.

Harry smiled apologetically as the young woman stood up as he said," I'm sorry Miss….."

Tonks supplied helpfully," Tonks"

Harry smiled again," Miss Tonks, I was not looking where I was going. While it is no excuse, I still wish to apologize."

Tonks blushed before looking at the person she collided with. He was tall, though his age could not be guessed with his height alone; he had jet black hair, pale skin that contrasted well with his hair without looking sickly, bright green eyes that shone with great intensity. He wore a black shirt with trousers that seemed to be made of a soft material; covering his shoulders was a coat that seemed slightly heavy and came up to his knees. He wore black shoes and gloves that seemed to be some sort of leather. All in all, he looked very different from an average wizard.

Tonks said," It is not a problem. I should have been more alert to where I was going. It is not just your mistake."

Harry replied," Still, I should not let you go without apologizing properly. I would have taken you to lunch, but I had some important business to attend to. If you do not have any other obligations, I would like to offer lunch tomorrow."

Tonks laughed a little and said," Quite a charmer you are huh! I shall see you tomorrow then." As Harry began to leave, Tonks asked," You still haven't told me your name."

Harry smirked a little before answering," Harrison James Potter" Before Tonks could give any reaction, Harry disappeared. Swiftly and quietly, he made his way to Gringotts. He had many arrangements to make.

Gringotts Bank

Harry strode through the open doors of Gringotts. He gave a small glance at the plaque on the front before entering into the lobby, where many wizards and goblins were busy in their work. Approaching a free Teller, he spoke in perfect Gobbledygook," May your gold flourish and your enemies lie at your feet."

The Teller was shocked at hearing a greeting in Gobbledygook from a wizard. Narrowing his eyes, he studied the odd wizard. He was wearing completely black clothes with a strange shirt, a pair of pants and black shoes. On the top of his clothes, he wore a black trench coat which seemed to suck all the light in; finally, he had a sword on his back. Quickly remembering his manners he greeted in return," May your vaults overflow and your enemies fall to your sword. May I ask what your business here is?"

Harry smiled a little before answering," I wish to see Head Goblin Ragnok. We have some business to discuss. Give him this envelope; he would understand what I mean. By the way, what is your name?"

The goblin looked at the strange wizard and replied," My name is Longclaw. I will give the envelope, please wait in the lobby for a few minutes."

Harry nodded before going to a sitting area in the lobby. Slouching on the couch placed there, Harry decided to take a short nap.

The goblin in the meantime travelled to the room of the manager and Head Goblin of the bank, Ragnok. The Head Goblin was busy with some paperwork when he was interrupted by Longclaw. With an irritated tone, Ragnok grumbled," Why did you disturb me Longclaw? Couldn't you see that I was busy?"

The goblin sweated a little before nervously saying," I am sorry sir, but a strange wizard has asked for audience with you. He told me to give you this." With that, the goblin handed the letter to Ragnok before waiting for the manager's response.

Ragnok's eyes widened at the crest on the letter before he barked," Allow him in immediately. He is not to be kept waiting."

The goblin nodded quickly and left to find the odd wizard. Ragnok meanwhile sat back as he contemplated,' Why would he come to Britain in the first place. Last I heard, he had no plans to come to Britain.'

Meanwhile, Harry had woken up from his nap as the goblin stood in front of him. The goblin knew that the wizard was somewhat important as the manager seemed eager to accept him in. Clearing his throat the goblin announced," The Manager will see you now."

Nodding, Harry stood up and began walking. With a measured gait, Harry walked gracefully in the manager's office. Ragnok looked at the person who walked in his office. While most would be fooled by his appearance into believing that he was a wizard with a strange fashion sense, Ragnok felt the power within the being. He held himself like a warrior, his stance relaxed yet ready while his magic was filled with darkness. Normally the last observation would have felt like a warning, the being's darkness was more related to his power as a Shadow King. It was similar to being in presence of a predator instead of a person.

Harry quietly sat in his chair before greeting in gobbledygook," May your wealth increase and the blood of your enemies wash your feet Master Goblin Ragnok."

Ragnok gave a grin and replied similarly," May gold cover your paths and your enemies die by your sword. Good morning Mr. Potter. May I enquire your business in this establishment?"

Harry adopted a serious look before replying," I have some investments to make. I want to buy the majority shares of Daily Prophet and Quibbler. I also want to start two firms for which I require staff and buildings. The larger of the firms will be set up in the Muggle London while the other firm, a publishing company needs to be set in Wizarding London."

Ragnok contemplated on the decisions before asking his questions," While it can be done, I wish to ask, what is the larger firm going to produce? Secondly, there are some complications and forms required to set up a publishing firm if the firm. Will the publishing firm publish books or newspapers?"

Harry answered without any delay which showed his already thought out plans," The publishing firm will publish a monthly magazine and the books published will depend on the book presented to us. The larger firm is a firm that produces several of my patented products in Wizarding World. It includes Potions, Technomagic products, food products and more. The larger firm would require a varied group of professionals. The firms should be operational by Halloween. There are some letters that need to be delivered as well. Do you have the names of some good wizard solicitors? They should be from mainly neutral families. I have an offer for them."

Ragnok thought for a few moments before answering," Well, the solicitors won't be a problem, but if I may ask, who do you plan to send the offer to?"

Harry answered simply," The letters should be sent to Jonathan Greengrass, Amelia Bones, Augusta Longbottom and Cassandra Zabini."

This intrigued Ragnok as he mulled over the names; two of the four names belonged to families that personally led the fight against the Dark Lord while the other two belonged to families that had the reputation of being dark, but were essentially neutral on the issue of Dark Lord and Blood Purity. The aged goblin wondered over the motives of the person before him, however, he somehow got the feeling that whatever his motives may be, the end result would be very interesting and enjoyable."

Shaking his head to focus on the conversation, Ragnok asked," The final question I have is a simple one; what would be the name of the two firms? By Halloween, I will have the paperwork and permits ready but I would need names to register the firms with."

Harry thought for a minute before replying," The publishing firm should be called Panorama Publishers. The magazine should be released with the same name. The industrial firm should be called IsuTech. The Research and Development branch is already set and goes by the name Icaras and it is based in U.S.A. If it is not an inconvenience, could you please contact them and notify them when IsuTech is set up?"

Ragnok grinned a little before replying," It won't be too much trouble. Now, is there anything else that you required?"

Harry shrugged before replying," Nothing that I know of. Since my work is done here, I would leave you to your work. If I require your services again, I would write a letter."

Ragnok nodded before bidding the Shadow King a farewell.

Hogwarts Main Hall, Evening time

There was tension in the air as the staff of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry waited for the newest DADA teacher. The staff was informed that the new teacher was a part of Japanese Defense Force and a skilled individual, but they were still unsure. After all, Lockhart was also supposed to be a qualified individual. However, everyone wanted to meet the person who had decided to take the Post. While many people would find it odd that a fifteen year old had applied for a post in Hogwarts, the staff at Hogwarts knew that Dark times were ahead and if they were to prepare their students for the future, the skill of the teacher would matter, not his age.

Albus Dumbledore was anxious to meet Harry Potter. While being the only one who could destroy Voldemort forever was a reason enough, he wanted to see the result of his mistake and if possible, make amends to the young child who had missed out on his childhood due to the mistakes of an old man. He had already accepted the fact that sending young harry to Petunia Dursley was a mistake, however, he had never mulled over the consequences of his actions. He knew that living with Dursleys for three years would have affected Harry in some manner. However he was not sure if Harry became a hateful individual or a cold one. However, deep down, he wished that Harry had a happy life after he ran away. Looking around, Dumbledore spotted the anxious Potter family who did not know how to face their estranged son.

The Potters did not know how to react to the fact that their son, their younger son was coming back to them, however, they did not know how to face him. Technically, Harry would just be reentering in their life, but they had a fear that he would get upset at seeing them and hate them for his suffering, and the worst part would be that he would be absolutely right and they cannot refute the fact that he suffered the most because of them.

There was a large noise outside and they waited with anticipation and hope that the lost savior had returned. However, their hopes were dashed when the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge entered with his Senior Undersecretary Dolores Umbridge and a group of four Aurors as protection detail. Albus brightened at seeing that Kingsley Shacklebolt and Nymphadora Tonks were among them. The Minister smugly approached the headmaster before saying in the most pompous tone he could manage," Hello Headmaster Dumbledore, we are here to see your instructor for the DADA class. As we agreed upon, you had till the August 31 to find a DADA teacher. Otherwise, Madam Umbridge here would be taking this post. Have you found an instructor?"

Many among the Hogwarts Staff, including the Potters gritted their teeth at the pompous tone. The Minister had threatened anyone who had wished to apply for the post so that Umbridge could hold the post. Now, he was taunting them by being smug about it. He was confident that no one would apply for the post, however, he did not know about Harry. None of the parties, however, took note of a raven that had perched itself on the Headmaster's chair in the Great Hall.

Dumbledore smiled benevolently; however, he was also feeling smug at the moment. While he was not a cruel or vengeful by nature, he was still allowed to enjoy the feeling of crashing the hopes of those who behaved too smugly. His benevolent visage added insult to the injury as he did not act smug but his calm voice and smile seemed to piss off most of his rivals.

Giving his trademarked twinkling smile, Dumbledore answered," You don't have to worry about that Cornelius. In the end, I was able to find myself a teacher to guide the young minds to excel in DADA."

As soon as Dumbledore finished his sentence, Fudge's smug look turned into a look of annoyance that was mirrored by his Undersecretary. A tense silence engulfed the main hall as the people kept looking from Fudge to Dumbledore and back. In this brief tense silence, no one noticed the shadows from the various candles darkening as the candlelight that illuminated the hall seemed to dim. In the far reaching corners, the shadows seemed to move as if alive and the magic of the castle registered the new person who had appeared in its halls. Fudge seemed t get uncomfortable with the silence as he spoke in an annoyed tone," If you have found a teacher, where is he? All I see are the regular teachers and assistants along with some students who came early. Who is this mystery teacher of yours and where is he?"

Before Dumbledore could reply to his question, the answer was heard by everyone in a voice that was unrecognizable but young," That would be me."

The sudden voice to right behind him startled and scared the Minister as he jumped with a girlish shriek. The Aurors were surprised as the voice had come from the middle of their formation and they should have noticed the person sneaking upon them and somehow breaching their formation. Umbridge had stopped herself from shrieking in fright but most could tell that she was startled by the young man who was able to sneak between four Aurors with none of them being wiser. What if he had been an assassin? If only she knew.

While Dumbledore did not say anything, he was highly impressed. No normal wizard should have been able to sneak among them without him noticing yet Harry Potter actually did it without him being any wiser. He looked at his other colleagues and noticed the expressions that showed him that they were startled, slightly frightened and deeply impressed. Even James Potter seemed happy though he was definitely startled.

Fudge soon regained control of his rapidly beating heart before shouting at the top of his voice," WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?"

Harry winced at the loud volume before answering in a controlled tone that would not be out of place among the nobles," I am the new Defense Against Dark Arts teacher. If I am right, Mister Dumbledore was telling you about me just now."

Fudge looked at Harry skeptically before commenting," You do not look older than twenty."

Harry smirked a little before answering," I am fifteen at the moment. Let me introduce myself to you sir; my name is Harrison James Potter, but you can call me Harry."

Fudge grinned in delight at hearing Harry's age. When he heard that Dumbledore had managed to find a teacher, he had been sure that there would be no way that Dolores would be chosen but the young age of this so-called professor had given him hope. Putting his best regretful look that was usually reserved for funerals, the Minister said," Mr. Potter, it is unfortunate but you cannot apply for this post. You are not a graduate and your age is equal to the fifth years. The Ministry has doubts about your qualification and competency."

If Harry was offended by the statement, his face did not show it. Unseen by others, a few candles snuffed out as the shadows around the hall seem to get darker. Speaking in a genial tone, Harry asked," If you would enlighten me on the subject, what are the qualifications for holding post at Hogwarts?"

Fudge stumbled with words a little before Dumbledore decided to take pity on him and answered the question," Every Hogwarts Professor should have completed his magical education, which is denoted by his results in Ordinary Wizarding Level tests and Nastily Exhausting Wizarding Test scores. They should have an O in the OWLs and at least an EE in the subject of their choice that they are applying for. The Mastery in the subject is necessary, though an apprenticeship can be considered as a qualification. Finally, in case of Defense Against Dark Arts, should the candidate hold a position in the Auror Corps or HitWizard Forces of the Department of Mysteries, he is automatically considered as a Master in DADA."

Harry clapped his hands together before saying," How fortunate. Looks like I am suitably qualified after all."

Fudge got angry at that before shouting," There is no way that you could be qualified. Hogwarts does not pass students before seventeen just like any other school of magic in the whole world. There is no way by which you could be qualified."

Harry smiled, but the smile looked more like a predators than a boy's and answered Fudge's question," You see Minister, according to rules the applicant should have OWLs or NEWTs if they want to apply, but according to International Confederation of Wizards, should a wizard apply for job in a country where he is not a citizen of, or did not study in their institute of magic, he would have to take the equivalent test of ICW to apply for the jobs there. I hold the ICW equivalent certificate of being a graduate wizard in any country. The second aspect is the scores. I hold O in both OWL and NEWT equivalent in the field of DADA, Charms, Potions and other defense related aspects. Finally I hold the Mastery in DADA and served from a young age of ten in the Japanese Defense Force and am considered as one of the highest ranking officers in the Force. I am not considered retired but rather on a long vacation from the Force. Since I am completely qualified to take the post, I see no reason to refuse."

The Hogwarts visitors and professors were surprised at this revelation, but Fudge was ready to blow a gasket. Fudge began," Now listen here…"

Fortunately, or unfortunately, Umbridge intervened and said in a saccharine voice," Being qualified does not make you competent boy; for all we know, you can be as useful as the fool Lockhart who held the position two years prior. If you wish to take the post, you will have to prove yourself."

Harry took a deep breath, feeling his patience wearing thin. One can try to make his conversation interesting but it gets old soon enough," What must I do?"

Pointing to the Aurors, Umbridge grinned deviously before saying," You will have to defeat these four Aurors in a duel. Should you lose, you would withdraw your application."

The Hogwarts staff and visitors wanted to protest at that. Defeating four Aurors was not considered an easy task, and while Tonks was the youngest and least experienced of the four, she was still considered a great dueler."

Harry nodded before his demeanor changed as he blankly said," Challenge accepted." Dumbledore saw no way around it and conjured a raised dueling stage wide enough for the four Aurors to stand side by side with space in between. Harry calmly spoke as he faced the four Aurors," Draw your weapons and get ready. This fight is not some exhibition match but a battle. There would be no courtesies for as your enemy in this battle, I would show you none."

Hearing this, the four Aurors quickly drew their wands and waited for Harry to draw his. Harry reached into his coat and took out a small coin-like thing. Flipping it up, his hand was engulfed in smoke for a moment which dissipated to reveal a sword. The sword was a Katana with a black guard handle and blade. Harry swung the blade around, as if to get a feel before saying," Let's begin."

Fudge decided to object," We asked you do demonstrate your skills in magical combat, not muggle methods."

Umbridge nodded her head vigorously as she repeated after the Minister," Your use of a sword shows that you are completely incompetent in magic."

Harry, however answered without any humor," By that logic, Godric Gryffindor would also be considered incompetent, but I have not come here to debate with you."

Pointing his sword at the four Aurors, Harry intoned," Chire(Scatter)"

The sword dissolved into thousands of raven feathers which sped towards the Aurors. Tonks, Shacklebolt and another Auror Dawlish were able to put up a shield before the feathers reached them but the fourth member was not lucky. As the feathers engulfed him, his pained screams rung inside the hall as the others were surprised and slightly afraid at the ruthless action on Harry's part. The remaining Aurors were shocked at seeing the feathers affecting their teammate. As the feathers cleared, everyone saw the body of the fourth Auror littered with cuts and bleeding profusely while the pain and blood loss had made the Auror pass out.

Seeing the effect of the feathers, Shacklebolt commanded," Dome shield powered by three, get back to back." Hearing the command, Dawlish and Tonks shifted in a way that their backs were connected and used magic to create a dome that protected them while waiting for the barrage to end.

Harry saw this and pointed his finger and spoke," Byakurai(Pale Lightning)" causing a pale bolt of lightning arch towards the dome. Seeing the bolt heading towards them the three Aurors added more magic causing the bolt to get deflected. Meanwhile everyone was surprised by the wandless use of magic by the fifteen year old.

Seeing his attack not having an effect Harry said," You may have deflected my previous attack but I doubt you can deflect this as easily, Shakkaho(Red Flame Cannon)."

The Aurors saw an orb of red colored fire gather in front of Harry's hand before it exploded towards them. The resulting collision caused a minor explosion that ripped through their shield and threw them around. Their robed were burned and they were in a lot of pain but they still fought through it.

Harry decided to end the fight before the Aurors could get any more injured and ran towards them. The Aurors saw his advance and began to rain offensive spells in hope of catching him. However, Harry danced out of the way of every spell, reaching them without a scratch. Moving his hand, he quickly intoned," Sajo Sabaku(Ethereal Binding Chain)." This caused a chain of energy to wrap around his opponents ending the match in a one-sided, complete victory for Harry.

Turning to his stunned audience, Harry spoke cheerfully," So, do I get the job now?"

AN: Harry is back with a bang. He will teach but not just teach for the time of reforms have come. The next chapter shows the introduction to Hogwarts, the opening ceremony and the first class. Keep reading, but please review.

AN2: My other stories will soon be updated while some new ones are round the corner. Enjoy