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All; Due to many complaints, I shall no longer use Draco as I did before, and I will speed the plot up a little more.
Also, to complaints about the fate of Umbridge; I used Taisune and Fluffy's discussion for a reason. Umbridge could die choking on a piece of toast while Harry was out conscious, and the Wizengamot could send him to Azkaban. Her death would just be unpleasant.
RB2312; Probably...perhaps even a team of first years
Leaf Ranger; See above no kill Umbridge claus.
04farrellr; I would, however issues from flames have supperceeded them. Sorry, they're getting a moratorium for a while, though I may use it later
Raw666; Umbridge may resort to that...later
Animeman; Yes
noshadowone; I'm using the report to help show how the different D.A is improving people across the board. Also, I like the Unwanted Harem type, I used it with success in my Naruto story Mysterious Power, as quoted by this
"Man, you want a Harem? What sort of sick psycho pervert wants that?" Gaara eyed him.
"You" Naruto slumped.
"Hey, I have no idea how that happened! I never wanted it, it just, happened
In my eyes, a person who seeks out a harem in lust is immoral, someone who ends up with one due to love isn't. The girls start it to show that THEY want it, and its not forced. I don't do enslaved harem's, hypnotized harems...the like. I also am using the Draco thing to show that Draco is not a scumbag like he is in half of all Harry Harem stories...I take great lengths to make my stories distinctive, and the Draco harem was one of them.
Chad; I will leave the bugger alone for a while now
Naruhina; That was it practically
Bobmin; You did catch this was a humor story, right. The thing is, I'm trying to use the chapters to show why my versions of the characters would obtain better grades than canon, while also giving some characters details. But, I will lessen up on the decree's
Begin
American Magical Capital; Somewhere under Washington D.C, President's Office, some time later that month
The office of Justin Russo was that of a proud, but decent man. The mahogany desk with highly organized papers, the framed Outstanding N.E.W.T's in Transfiguration, Charms, Herbology, Potions, Ancient Runes, Arithmancy, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Care for Magical Creatures, Astronomy, Magical History, and an American only course called Magical Languages. They didn't do Divination.
An American flag was hanging on the side of the wall, near a Floo connected fireplace, a family photo of his family; Alex giving him bunny ears in the photo as well along with jerseys from the United States Quidditch League, including the Finches and All Stars.
After all, you can't play favorites...that always led to political issues.
"So, I owe Max a Galleon" he mused as he read the Magical Times
Some control in Britain
The pariah magical nation, whose crazed crackdown of education and denials of the recognized returned terrorist by the Magical States, most of Magical Europe, Magical Japan, Canada, Isreal and India, Voldemort, has been recently brought to a ceasefire. British Magical Law enforcement head Amelia Bones recently managed to put a check to 'Educational Decree's' that had been strangling the magical school of Britain, Hogwarts. That and her recent work on the refocusing on important legislation gives hope that the situation in Britain can be resolved.
It was a small article, not far from the comics...ah Magical Doonsberry and Garfield.
Britain was still a problem though, they still weren't cooperating, and their mammoth hunting law had worried him.
It took far too long for the head of the Magical Department for the Protection of Magical Beasts, Jake Long, a fellow New Yorker, to finally figure out a way to magically re breed Mammoths; several ancient potions required their tusks for ingredients and their costs were sky high because of how rare a useful tusk popped up in Russia or some other tundra. (A/N...Despite them being Ice age beasts, I wish to thank Bobmin356, a flamer, for indirectly giving me the inspiration for this...)
There had always been rumors in papers such as the Quibbler that there were some surviving wild herds in the remote parts of Siberia, however if they were they were as elusive as the Crumble Horned Snorkak (A/N, there are occasional rumors of their continued survival, see the Wooly Mammoth page on Wikipedia)
Among the potions that Mammoth Tusk were important ingredients in included one of the best Magical remedies for Hypothermia, a hair regrowing potion and a potion that amplified a person's hearing.
Did they have a feeling that they had accomplished it? Did they want to get Snuffleupagus and the rest of their secret Mammoths? At least Bones had gotten rid of those laws that they used as merely to say 'The magical government has passed dozens of beneficial laws to help improve our lives' sort of thing...
Hmm...perhaps he had a new way to aim at Magical Britain...and not in Alex's idea of it.
Magical assassination was always a last resort. But first...a few calls
The next day, Hogwarts
It had been quiet...far too quiet for a while. No new decrees, no Harry bashing in the Prophet...
Though a few coupons for Florish and Blotts quickly gained Hermione's attention.
Hagrid had returned, bruised for reasons they had no idea of, and while he was warned of some, issues such as red heads, Umbridge quickly managed to put him on Probation...even though all his lessons were on creatures that, by Hagrid standards, were safe and informative.
The Thestrals were an interesting lesson, ignoring the toad, the reteaching of the Hippogriff lesson was also a nice lesson, as Hagrid had told Draco to stay away from them, the Kneazle lesson was interesting, though how he kept them from Umbridge's soup pot was anyone's guess and he even got permission to show a Golden Snidget...the snitch's precursor.
Luckily, with the threat of sacking and Hermione drawing up a guide line that was both 'interesting' and 'toad proof, he cancelled the Graphorn lesson...and the rumored Chimaera lesson.
As they walked in however...it was like gravity had doubled.
"Man, that toad is angry" Dean grumbled "This killer intent..."
The toad indeed was growling in her throat, disturbing the other professors horrifically.
"Hermione...please tell my your getting the prophet today" Harry asked as they sat down for breakfast, as the delivery owl swooped in, and flew away in fright after dropping its passage.
Oddly, a lot of Owls flew away similarly.
"Oh boy..." Hermione groaned. "This is going to be fun"
WE DO NOT EXIST...so says Russo
"The standards of the I.C.W state that the right to exist as a magical state is one that properly recognizes all" said the Muggle born upstart in a statement just yesterday "As your nation clearly will not follow them, to us, your nation is nonexistent!"
In this bold and foolish act, the Magical United States retracted recognition of our fine nation, presenting itself a bold 'list of ways' for us to regain their recognition
1; Sign all the treaties as sent to your head of Law Enforcement, Amelia Bones, and see them enforced
2; Replace our hereditary Wizengamot seatings with elected seats
3; Create a direct vote for the post of Minister of Magic
4; Cease any and all government level discrimination against those of mixed race, muggleborns and non humans
5; Pass equal right amendments for males and females
6; Should you fail to do this, you can rectify yourselves by appointing Amelia Bones as Minister of Magic, and keeping her on the job for a year.
Similar bold claims and retractions of recognition were done by Magical Ireland, Canada, Mexico, Spain, United Arab Emirates, Australia, Egypt, Guyana and Andorra, with several other nations considering this betrayal.
Harry frowned "Why do I have a bad feeling Susan's in for it..."
Neville frowned "I don't get it. What's so bad about not recognizing it?" Hermione sighed.
"Neville, that is a huge statement. Not recognizing a nation as they did is a higher level of ignorance. If enough nations follow the States league...the I.C.W will ignore us as well...and after that what economy we still have will be decimated" Hermione gulped as she saw...another article...
That seemed to have been hidden away for some reason
"Harry..." his eyes went wide, as did anyone else who saw the paper.
Mass Azkaban Breakout; Black Prime Suspect
Earlier this morning, our troubled but grand nation found itself in even greater problems with an unknown attacker striking the prison confirmed by Minister Fudge earlier today. The breakout, caused by a powerful exploding charm of some sort, released all the imprisoned Death Eaters and various other criminals from captivity, with the guards and several other prisoners, such as Sturgis Podmore, killed in the raid.
"It is obvious that Black is rallying them around himself, to finish his DEAD masters work once and for all" The minister commented. "Or perhaps those barbarians from across the sea have decided to make Potter's illusion a reality!"
Rewards for information leading to the death eater's arrest or death will be rewarded.
Harry smiled.
"This could either be a good thing, or a bad thing" Hermione gave him a questioning look, before she heard whispering.
"Why would Black go back to a place like that...even briefly?"
"No sane person would let those freaks out"
"Only You Know Who could use a blasting charm of that power"
"Perhaps Potter isn't a nut job after all" Hermione smiled
"Oh...I see" and it could be bad because Voldemort now had his big psychos back
Herbology Class
The normally relaxed, if dung smelling greenhouses of Hogwarts are normally a peaceful place, if one ignores the several lethal plants here.
However...
"WHERE IS MRS. BONES!" Umbridge burst into a lesson loudly...
"Professor Umbridge" The plump, short, elderly Professor Sprout greeted coolly " I would appreciate it if you would not interrupt my second years" Umbridge then noticed that the whole troop of students were short...too short.
"Um...what class does she have now?" however before she was supposed to, a vine grabbed her leg...and something bit her...
"OW!"
"Sorry, Professor Umbridge...the Venemous Tentacula is teething again...and it still doesn't like you. Um...Students, follow me as I take your, um..."
"Can't you leave her?" one of the kids asked. She sighed.
"I wish I could, but if she died like this...it would be too obvious. However, be free to drop grounded itching ivy leaves on her"
Room of Requirement; Same time
The particular reason for the missing Susan was it was a D.A meeting. Technically, it was a study period, so thus they choose to study D.A stye.
There were two types of D.A meeting. There were the normal kind, more for the practicing of magic for fighting. Hexes, Jinxs and the rest of the conundrum.
Then there were lessons specifically for those in their O.W.L or N.E.W.T years, that did work on other classes as well.
In particular, Potions and History of Magic was a focus of review. Luckily, several of the D.A, such as Hermione and Daphne, were good at those lessons are were able to help those who were of less skill.
For instance, Harry was giving Susan Bones a bit of help in the Transfiguration Department.
Susan was a Hufflepuff, a red head with no close relation to the Weasley's who wore her long hair in a plait. She was shorter than average, though she did make up for it by being one of her year's most top heavy students.
"Try doing the flick for a second longer" he advised as she tried...and managed to turn the frog into a lamp.
"Finally!" she cheered, before frowning. Harry smiled sadly.
"That article isn't going well, is it?" Harry asked. She nodded sadly.
"Crabbe and Goyle accosted me earlier" obviously she had spent far too much time with her aunt if she used words like accosted "Luckily, Professor Hagrid was in the area, and those two delinquents are scheduled to a new, alternate course, for the next Care of Magical Creatures class" as in, collecting stool from magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest. (A/N, that does actually have a point, as you can learn a lot about an animals diet from its...droppings) Giddy-Plank had stayed around as an sub for him that day, which was more or less for the Theory department which Hagrid wasn't as good with.
The two trolls had, well, troll grades there anyway, so it didn't matter if they missed another class. Umbridge wouldn't care either, she and Snape still were after their necks
"Also, people are asking me, about the murder of many of my family during the last war" she smiled sadly "I'm taking that your getting that as well" he sighed.
"Well, better then seeing me as a raving lunatic. I think a lot of people are starting to believe me...or at least not see me as completely mad"
Harry chuckled "It probably helps I'm not having any more weird dreams"
"What?"
"Its complicated"
A few days later
Umbridge had, unfortunately recovered, Fudge having sent one of his healers loyal to him from Saint Mungo's to do it, instead of leaving it to Madam Pomphey and her 'Dumbledoreness' to do so. So, she was a in foul mood, as Filtch dragged Harry into her office.
"Mr. Potter, how dare you!" Harry had a confused look.
"Do what?" she slammed her meaty hands on her table.
"YOU SENT YOUR LIES TO THAT LIBEL INFESTED QUIBBLER!" Harry still was confused.
"Again, what?" she seethed, as she waved her hand, allowing a cup of pumpkin juice to appear, to which she added a vial of clear liquid.
"DRINK MR. POTTER, OR I WILL EXPEL YOU!" Harry drank it reluctantly...after all she couldn't get away with poison, could she?
"Now, WHAT IS YOUR NAME!"
"Harry Potter"
"STATE IT FULLY!" What was she getting at...
"Harry James Potter"
"Good, now, DID YOU SEND LIES TO THE QUIBBLER!"
"No..."
"Did you send anything to the Quibbler, at all?" she seemed deflated.
"No..." the door burst open as a horrified McGronagal stared at Umbridge in shock.
"UMBRIDGE! HOW DARE YOU USE VERITASIUM ON A STUDENT!" she scowled, as Harry realized what she had put in her drink.
Good thing this Quibbler thing came up
"How did you know" she scowled, not knowing she had missed a nearly headless informant
"A ghost informed me that you requested Mr. Potter's presence, and as his head of house, I am entitled to his punishments in the school. Now then, Potter, DETENTION...if that's okay with you" Umbridge smiled sadly...her fun was ruined but still, torture the upstart. Harry's eyes went wide, before he caught on.
It was just to get him out of here.
"Most certainly..." the Transfiguration Professor dragged Harry out of the room, but as soon as they were out of earshot down the hall.
"Your detention shall be served in my office, helping me evaluate the ability of our house elves to cook without chocolate" she said with mock seriousness "Miss Lovegood will be joining you" she then looked around for anyone of interest who might be listening in, before continuing "It would appear that Miss. Lovegood tape recorded one of your conversations about his return, and sent it to the Quibbler. All day letters have been coming in about your admission, its a three way split between people believing you, people who still think your starkers and those on the fence. Though I do wonder how she got real Veritasium, Snape only gave her fake ones that wouldn't have had you talk with so much resistance"
A very fancy estate, Sunderbans Swamp, India
The Sunderbans, a swamp that was unique in the world. Not for some magical plant or tribe, and not just for being the largest single block of mangrove swamp in the world, but for all of it its man eating Tigers!
No one really knew why they liked humans so much...and few really tried to ask one.
Though the swamp was protected, a few people took the risk and illegally entered its deeper areas for wood and honey.
Those fools would then become dinner
However, a particular island off the immediate coast of the swamp, in the sunny Bay of Bengal, had magical wards to ward off issues such as muggles, hungry tigers and the occasional disaster. Its prestine sandy beaches framed the majestic palace of the Patil family.
The Patil's were one of Magical India's most prominent families. Two of India's magical government ministers had been Patil's, and several Patil's worked in other departments, however unlike government types of similar stature in Britain, they had humility and didn't look down on anyone.
Perhaps Indian's just had more humility in general?
However, in the study, lined with hundreds of thousands of ancient texts, ranging from ancient magical times to the present, sat a middle aged Indian Wizard in fine looking cloths.
Behula Patil was the head of the Patil family, a respected wizard and an important member of the Indian Ministry of Magic. Not the minister, he never was one for that sort of thing, nor was he the guy who payed the greatest bribes, he was actually the head of the Department of Education, who oversaw the magical academy of India; Aśōka kē jādu'ī maṭha, The Magical Monastery of Ashoka. Despite its name, it was actually a multifaith school, though they did have to arrange lessons and houses to allow for India's various religions not to conflict with each other.
He was also the Uncle of Hogwart's students Parvati and Padma, whose father, his brother, and sister and law had moved to Britain as the Indian ambassador to Britain.
Even with the breakdown in relations with them, his brother still had enough money so he and his family, who lived in a magicals house that had been provided with Goblin help...he had a useful friend in the Delhi branch, could stay there for at least for his nieces education.
Speaking of which...
In his hands was a book, and ancient tome written in only the ancestral languages of the grand land of India, before any other had attacked the land, however it was not just a tale of ancient heroes or gods.
The book was the family story of House Patil. All heads of house of any line that was truly Ancient and Noble...while not as big as in Britain, you still had such houses in other lands, though there were far less then Britain because they were less important. The book, which could be made with a very difficult combination of charming, runes, arithmancy, and transfiguration, had a complete list of Patil's throughout history. It also listed those they married and if they had a soul bond.
A soul bond was a magical form of marriage. You could marry in the muggle style, and have all the joys that come with cheating allegations, divorce threats and the like
A soul bond, however, was a longer lasting bond, as in eternal. You couldn't choose it, and oftentimes there were several 'possible' soul bonds on a person at any time. The bonds could form from shared attributes, understandings, compatible magic...however it couldn't work on closely related magicals and the bonds worked on love, and not on lust.
Hence why few had it in Britain...as far as he knew, as it was mostly found in relationships with Muggle Borns...though some guy with a last name like Malf or something had it as well despite he and his wife being purebloods.
The bonds, however, weren't anything unless they were 'finalized', in a most naked manner of sorts. The result was a much stronger relationship, with more magical children than regular partnerships. As it was, a witch only could have one complete soul bond at a time, while a wizard could have several of them...though that wasn't really of common knowledge.
As far as study went, a soul bonded pair could allow a third party in if the third was also soul bounded, though it always was awkward. Though these days you rarely saw this sort of compromise, except in places such as Utah (A/N, I mean not to offend Utah born readers of the Mormon Faith, I know you all aren't like that. However, as Wizards are generally a old fashioned, conservative lot, they'd fall under the old traditions more)
Of course, you didn't just need one of these tomes to figure out soul bonds. There were other ways of detection, such as Patronuses (A/N...to put that into perspective, this shows that James and Lily Potter had a soul bond as their patronus's were of a Stag and Doe, while Snape could have had one with Lily as his was a doe as well, and Tonk's werewolf Patronus is another example of this, though it will be completed).
And according to the Tome of House Patil, it appeared his Nieces had a soul bond of their own, to the same wizard, who appeared to have several other fledgling soul bonds.
Interestingly, it was Harry Potter...Behula smirked.
"I don't know if I should show annoyance, or pity, to him"