Disclaimer: this story uses characters and settings from J.K. Rowlings wonderful creation Harry Potter. I get neither fame nor money for the stories I create off her work. All I get is the reviews my readers grace me with. This yet another collaboration with darkshadowedrose. This one is a bit of an even split the way The Day Albus Dumbledore Never Remembers is.
Yet Another Universe
Chapter 21
Harry couldn't help but notice the twins seemed to be inordinately interested in him and his activities. But when he saw them looking at a certain parchment he knew the jig would soon be up. Fortunately he had his distraction in place, the goblins had mailed his payment for the basilisk which meant Harry had funds not connected to his previous world and funds Albus couldn't monitor.
Harry was walking through a mostly deserted hallway near the defense classroom when suddenly Umbridge was coming towards him. Damn he really didn't want to deal with the bitch.
"Mr. Luthor!"
"Yes?"
"I have you listed as being in my seventh year defense class but you haven't come to a single class in four weeks. I'm afraid I have to give you detention."
Harry snapped. He looked around the only students near were two young Hufflepuffs. His glare was enough to send them scurrying.
His independent studying of the Unforgiveables had resulted in him learning that the Imperious had started as a healing spell used to control mental patients. The AK was a bastardization of a healing spell designed to give a painless death when hope of a cure was gone and pain was to great to be borne. Cruciatus also had its origins in healing it was based off a spell to test for nerve damage. Harry had gotten very interested in healing spells as result. There were a few he wanted to practice. And one theory he'd wanted to test.
"I'm afraid you can't."
"I'm a professor, I assure you I can and because of your un-co-operative attitude I think it should be one detention for every class you've missed."
Harry took a deep breath the temptation to smash her like the toad she was was nearly overwhelming. He stepped into her body space, as she took an unconscious step back, he followed her until she was up against the wall. "You can't. You see I have a contract signed by both the Headmaster and the Minister of Magic that says you can't. The penalties if the contract is breached are quite severe. Besides you couldn't teach me anything. You don't have a NEWT it the subject, and you only scraped an acceptable on your OWL. I know I asked a friend of mine at the ministry. I got an Outstanding on my OWL and I've only improved since then. You and I both know you're here because Scrimgeour wants to control information and Dumbledore. Maybe Dumbdork is stupid and doesn't realize or maybe he just doesn't want anyone strong enough to challenge him so he'll let Scrimgeour have his way by letting you teach. I'm not sure which and in the long run it won't matter. However if you try and force the issue Umbitch, I'll take great pleasure in teaching you exactly why you should have listened.
"I can issue a full magical challenge one of those lovely pureblood traditions available to a head of house. I could kill you and it would be completely legal. I don't like you and I think people like you are as bad as Voldemort. If I were you I would steer far around me. Are we clear?" Harry all but hissed in her face.
Umbridge looked a cross between furious and terrified. Harry suspected it was both. "I asked are we clear?"
She nodded. Harry turned to leave, but remembered something. "One more little detail Umbitch, if I find out you've been using a blood quill on any of the students here...Well let's just say I'll make you use it until you die. But that's not really fair, we're a month into school and I'm sure you've already tortured some poor student. So let's just say you do it again and you'll regret it for the rest of your sure to be miserably short life."
Harry moved away when the back of his neck prickled he cast the healing spell he'd theorized about. "poena clausus" Sure enough toad face thought she was untouchable.
"Crucio!"
Harry was thrilled. One, he now had grounds to get the bitch sent to Azkaban. Two, his theory was proven. Harry knew that no defensive shield could stop the cruciatus but healers who treated long term spell damage used spells to block pain from the nerve receptors Why no one else had put this together, Harry could only attribute to the general illogic of wizards. For the next twenty-four he'd have to be careful but by blocking his nerve receptors he'd made himself immune to the cruciatus. He whipped around, "Expelliarmus, Incarcerous, Expecto Patronum. Prongs go to Dumbledore and tell him to get his wrinkled ass down here and to bring the aurors."
Delores Unbridge shuddered in fear as the young man showed no sign of the effects of her spell. "What are you?"
Harry gave her a malicious grin, "Your worst nightmare!"
