A/N You guys get two chapters-maybe I don't know the last chapter was rather short. Anyway here it is enjoy!

"Albus! For the love of Merlin do something the man is driving us insane!"

Albus froze mid sucking on a lemon drop,"My apologies what do you need?"

"Albus, Hadrian has spent the last month bringing and releasing magical and mythical creatures in the castle all because Harold Sanctioa claimed that there are no such things as nargles and warckrupts and who knows what else. The creatures have been creating havoc surely you have noticed?"

Albus sighed, "I have spoken to him spoken to him and he has not released any more of them. He's making the student's round them up. Plus I find them quiet entertaining, I do wonder were he got these creatures from". The professors watched in shock as the man opened his drawer and pulled out a small pink fuzzy creature, petting it Albus pulled out a magnifying glass and leaned forward, "It is indeed simply fascinating."

They left him to his mutterings. Silently the professors wondered how they had gotten saddled with two completely insane men.

They were little changes, things that shouldn't have made much of a difference and yet they did.

The first change came in the form of a newspaper.

Perhaps it wasn't one of his most brightest ideas to give Tom a powerful substance that was a form of imperious. Harry couldn't even claim ignorance because he had known that the powder could cause a lot of trouble. But how was he suppose to know Tom would use it to make one of the monks from The Temple steal a thousand year old tome?

Bah.

Harry wouldn't worry to much about it. It wasn't like anyone could accuse him of doing something wrong, even if he was making a mess out of everything. He was the Master of Death, he was allowed to create chaos once in a while, what use is the fancy title for if he cant use it?

Unfortunately (or fortunately depending on how you look at it) this wasn't all Harry had changed.

The Hogwarts school year was coming to an end once again and there was no sign of Gellert Grindelwald. The German Dark Lord should have been vanquished by Albus Dumbledore months ago.

Harry figured the Dark Lord was staying out of Britain because he was choosing to secure his hold in Germany. For some reason the man was also changing his methods and being more selective of his followers.

Ok, so maybe he had to do with the whole follower problem. Gellert must have noticed how stupid and easily fooled his men were, he was probably confused by the ridiculous orders Harry had given and by the fact he hadn't taken any important plans. In his brief stay there Harry had stolen all of the alcohol, everyone's right shoe and had left cupcakes for all of the followers who were born on the month of July.

Hey he never claimed that the chaos he created was always the violent and bloody kind. Harry just enjoyed messing with people's head's and if he got a good laugh out of it why should he stop?

So maybe he was a tad bit insane or unstable but give him a break he was old, like super old, and the last time he had had a body he created a rebellion in the very distant future and in another universe.

The Squib Revolution he had called it, it was frankly one of his best ideas because he had the best of two worlds the magical and the muggle and the best part was…

They had fucking won! Could he get a standing ovation please?

"Professor?"

"Yes?" Harry responded blinking in surprise, he had been lost in his thoughts for a while if the expressions of his students were anything to go by.

"You trailed of sir. Was it a vision?"

"Yes, yes it was." Harry answered solemnly he looked at the wide eyed students and grinned. "Write down your spring break homework and tomorrow at eight in the morning go outside, bring some spoons and bowls you'll be needing them".

"I can't believe it. How is this even possible...There have to be limits this can't be happening! Magic can't work like this!"

Albus only smiled and patted Armando Dippet on the back as the man began to get hysterical. Conjuring a bowl he stuck his hand out of the window and then pulled it back in. Dipping his finger in he hummed in pleasure, "Vanilla" he said as he tasted it.

Harry smiled as his student laughed in delight, his smile turned into a mad cackle as he watched the Headmaster have a break down. He had made it rain ice cream. Not just one flavor, he had made it rain chocolate, vanilla, strawberry, pistachio, sherbet lemon and at three different more flavors. The school ground were covered in different colored balls of ice cream. More and more students were slowly venturing onto the grounds and jaws were falling open in surprise before excited squeals or babbled questions and shouts of impossible were heard. Twinkling blue eyes met his amused green emeralds and Albus raised his bowl in a silent cheer Harry looked at him innocently before smirking and tipping his head in acknowledgment. He could really get used to this.

Tom still wasn't sure what MoD stood for, but he was pretty sure he knew who his mysterious sender was. After his little trip around the world and his brief stint in Albania Tom had returned to Europe to find himself gifted with a basilisk. A small reunion with his Knights had Tom being updated in the events he had missed. The first thing that had obviously caught his attention was the basilisk egg that Abraxas presented and was just hours away from hatching.

A pensive allowed Tom to see the interactions between Abraxas and Hadrian, the divination professor.

Tom didn't think it was a coincidence that Hadrian was in the same event, at the same time, selling a rare basilisk egg at the same ministry event Abraxas was attending. His curiosity had been peaked. After that he had asked for all and any information about his ex-professor. It was with surprise Tom received detailed reports and a memory from Darius Lestrange.

It had been him. Hadrian had been the one to send him the flower. Was it because he considered Tom an ally? Or was there another reason for it?

In an uncharacteristic show of emotion the man nibbled on his bottom lip. He happened to like Hadrian, the man was powerful, a seer and beautiful. Tom rolled his eyes, why was he thinking so much about this? He was Tom Riddle if he wanted something he worked for it and took it.

But for know he had work to do in the British Ministry and Hadrian Azazel Mortimus was safely tucked in at Hogwarts, away from any prying eyes or suitors. So really, there was nothing to worry about...

A/N

I like to think Harry was the reason for Headmaster Dippet's early retirement. Between the Master of Death and Albus Dumbledore I imagine they drove the poor man crazy.

Don't you think so?

Anyway Tom has jinxed it, he has tempted Fate. The boy should have known better, after all Fate really like's messing around with our two favorite men...