Okay, so I posted 2 chapters. I don't think Chapter 20 is my best work. However, I do think this one is slightly better. Sorry for the delay. I've been working on these chapters as fast as I could. Here you go and please enjoy.

Albus and Mr. Jones began hunting the thing and they found it. It was the Wraith of Tom Riddle, which Albus used his patronus to repel. Albus then contacted the Headmaster Jacov of the Albanian School and spoke to him about it. Albania had developed a spell that could contain a wraith to an object. The only drawback was that the object had to be old because the object would soon rust or decay and the wraith would be free. Albus was delighted and went to the school's junkyard. He eventually found an old Wizarding cup which was made of wand wood and used in transfiguration classes. The cup still contained magic, and in theory, would last twice as long as a mundane cup.

He and Mr. Jones took the cup and Jacov cast the spell to contain Tom in the cup. He estimated that the cup would hold the wraith for two years, give or take a month. So, Jacov took the cup to the Albanian Branch of Gringotts and had them place it within a magically sealed high security vault, owned by the school. Albus and Mr. Jones then went to look for the rest of the horcruxes. They went to the Cave, to the Gaunt place, to Grimmauld Place, after speaking with Sirius Black, and back to Hogwarts Room of Requirement to find the tiara. As they gathered the horcruxes, Albus placed them in a shielded bag, which suppressed all magic. He obtained the ring, the locket, and the diadem. He would obtain the diary, and the cup later.

He took out the ax, which he had poured the basilisk venom and had Mr. Jones chop up the diadem, the locket and the ring, after both stopping each other from putting the ring on. Dumbledore took the resurrection stone and decided that it would be best to lock it away in a vault. Later, they obtained the cup and destroyed it, and then the diary and destroyed it. This happened over the period of several months, almost a full year. Mr. Jones refused to reveal his true identity to Dumbledore. When they had destroyed the diary, Mr. Jones took his pay, and bid Dumbledore farewell.

Now, they only had to find a way to remove Voldemort's soul from Harry without killing Harry. So, Dumbledore went back to Albania and asked Jacov how he could destroy the piece of soul without killing Harry Potter. Jacov did not know. Dumbledore had to do research.

But, first he had to tell Sirius Black and Severus Snape what was going on. So he did. Upon arriving in Great Britain, he took a shower, had Sniffy, his house elf, pack up some clothes for America, muggle and wizard, and gave his house elf the clothes he had taken to Romania. Bless her house elf heart, she packed his favorite green and purple plaid muggle pants as well as his favorite brown and yellow striped muggle shirt, and his green, purple, yellow and brown striped sport coat. Thankfully for Sniffy, she was 100% color blind, meaning she only saw shades of gray, for had she been able to see the colors of that horrible suit, she would have thrown up.

He went to the Ministry and purchased an international portkey; while buying the portkey, the attendant told him that America and Great Britain were working together to hook up the first International Floo that you could travel and not just talk on. They chatted for a while and he took the portkey.

As soon as he arrived at the American International Portkey Arrivals area at the Maine Office of Magical Travel, he went to the Maine Magical Post Office and requested two owls to be sent. He sent one to Sirius Black and one to Severus Snape. He knew that Snape was in Boston, so he purchased a floo ticket to Boston and arrived right away. He stayed at the Boston Magical Hilton Hotel. It seems that some woman named Paris Hilton's family was a family of muggles, except for a magical cousin, and the Hilton Family built a luxury Hotel and owned a few others. It seemed that the magical cousin, a Maxis Hilton, built a chain of hotels for wizards and witches. So Dumbledore checked and got the special "ICW, former Mugwump" special rate, which the attendant claimed was 10% off. He also asked to have his muggle clothes ironed just in case he had to go out into Muggle Boston. Upon walking into his hotel room, the phone rang. Being from Great Britain, he didn't know how to use the phone and asked the baggage handler what to do. The bellhop picked up the phone and answered it for him.

"It's the Concierge. He says that your muggle clothing is completely inappropriate for muggle Boston and asks if you would like him to purchase some clothing on your behalf. He assures you, you will get your clothes back," said the bellhop

"Oh…well…yes please, just make sure the clothes I get back are cleaned," said Dumbledore. The bellhop nodded and relayed the answer. Dumbledore tipped him, and decided that he was tired enough to not care to go out. He lay down on the bed and watched some TV. He was particularly interested in a show called 'Healer Who' who traveled about in a blue portkey thingy and used a sonic wand to sonic things and was extremely powerful and a technomage. After the show went off, he ordered room service. When they delivered his food, they also delivered the concierge clothes, with a note that said the cost of the clothes, 15 galleons would be charged to his room. He went to bed after hanging up the clothes.

The next day, Dumbledore woke up, got dressed in the new muggle clothes. He looked at them and thought that it was a pity that the muggles of Boston had such poor taste in clothing. A pair of black trousers with blue pinstripes, a white shirt, a pair of black socks, and a dark blue, almost black, sport coat, with blue pinstripes to match the pants. Even the tie was bland, being a simple solid black. That was where he drew the line; he waved his wand and turned the tie into a blue with pink pinstripes. He was going to make it a fluorescent pink, but decided that blue and pink was much better.

Then the phone rang. He imitated the bellhop last night and picked up the phone and held it upside down, holding the mouthpiece to his ear and the ear piece to his mouth. As soon as he heard Severus's voice, he realized his mistake.

"Yes, Severus," asked Dumbledore.

"Albus, meet me at the Banshee Bar, which is the entrance to Salem Alley, the equivalent to Diagon alley," said Severus, "Harry will NOT be with me." His voice left no room for argument.

"Yes, I understand," said Dumbledore.

He went downstairs and asked the desk clerk to direct him to Banshee Bar.

"You go out the door and turn right, go about 5 blocks and turn left, go about 6 blocks and you cannot miss it," said the clerk. Dumbledore left and went to the bar and reserved a room right away. It cost him 10 galleons but it was worth it. He started adding privacy spells, sound muffling spells, anti-eavesdropping spells, and every spell he could think of to reveal any spies or spy objects. He found that one of the forks had a crystal that allowed it to record all sound in the room. He incindeoed the fork and told the owner, "If you want your building to remain standing, I suggest you don't attempt that again," he said, allowing some of his magic to be felt by the owner. The owner, who was used to powerful men, was not intimidated, well, not by Albus. He was quite scared of Severus Snape, who had shown up and overheard Albus's attempt at a threat.

"Albus, allow me to speak to Mr. Kravitz."

Dumbledore nodded and walked away. He didn't know what Severus said, but the man looked so pale and nodded or shook his head so much, Dumbledore's neck started aching in sympathy.

Severus walked over. "He will not attempt to eavesdrop on us again."

Dumbledore and Severus entered the room and Severus cast several spells of his own, many being American privacy spells. Sirius arrived several minutes later. He was dressed immaculately in his ankle length white lab-coat. He had just come from work.

"Sorry, I was on the verge of a breakthrough in certain parts of my research, but my potions mistress needs 6 hours to mix the potions for the next stage…okay so about Harry?" said Sirius. He was offered to place his own privacy spells, which he placed some spells that healers used to prevent people from overhearing when they discuss things with patients and that healers invented to prevent nosy reporters from being able to eavesdrop, including sneaky animagi. Rita Skeeter spent a year in America, trying to drum up some juicy stories about Harry and hovered around Sirius Black, knowing he was the boy's godfather. She also had a cousin who was a particularly nosy trash-tabloid journalist and a cockroach animagus. It seemed the Skeeter family had an affinity for beetles. (The cockroach is a type of beetle.)

After that, Dumbledore got started. He told them of his adventures in Romania and Albania, the trapping of the wraith, and about Mr. Jones, and the shadow demon and everything he knew about Harry.

"And now the only horcrux left is Harry. There is still a year left before the cup decays to the point of releasing the wraith, and I am not sure if there is a way to remove the portion of Voldemort's soul. I…I think I will have to contact the Mayans. They are powerful and they have knowledge of the old ways," said Dumbledore.

Severus was speechless. Not only had Dumbledore apologized, and admitted his wrongs, but he had just expressed a willingness to face the Mayans. The Mayans were keepers of the old knowledge, but they often demanded payment for their knowledge. If you were lucky, then they would demand supplies. More often than not, they would demand potions ingredients. Mayans were the first potions masters and had invented the art. The only non-Mayan Potions Master they ever respected was Salazar Slytherin, as he had invented many successful potions. Too bad his potions journal was lost; it was rumored that Slytherin had invented a cure for werewolves and a potion that would allow a sterile man to produce an heir, but only with someone who was not family.

"Albus, what if the Mayans demand half your magical core as payment?" asked Sirius. He knew the Mayans and their highest demand for payment was half the person's magical core. In weaker individuals, this would reduce them to a squib. In one as powerful as Dumbledore, it would reduce him to the same level as normal wizards and witches.

"I would give it, once we were sure that he was free," said Albus. They Mayans were very secretive about their knowledge. They were hidden from even the wizarding world. Very few knew how to get in touch with them and, well, Dumbledore was one of the few, being the former Supreme Mugwump of the ICW. The Supreme Mugwump was contacted by the Mayans and given a special amulet. It was a portkey that would take the Supreme Mugwump to a location, where he would wait and eventually a Mayan wizard would appear and speak with him. Dumbledore tried to give back the amulet, but it kept coming back to him whenever he left it in his ICW furnished office, even after he resigned.

"That will not be necessary, Mr. Dumbledore," said Mr. Jones.

Mr. Jones found 3 wands at his chest. "Please, put those down before you poke your eye out," he said calmly, casually pushing the wands away with his staff.

"So you're a sorcerer? A Mayan sorcerer?" asked Dumbledore.

"No, not quite that powerful. I'm actually a Mayan Warlock. I was sent to keep an eye on you and your hunt of those abominations. Our Mayan Seers saw…well, they saw the possibility that you would defeat the Shadow Demon and go hunting for those things," said Mr. Jones.

"So then your name is not Mr. Jones," asked Severus.

"It is not but I will not tell you my real name, so Mr. Jones is fine," he said casually, "Now, I believe that we have a situation with a young boy?"

"You have knowledge of how to rid him of the soul fragment?" asked Sirius.

"No. My sister is a zoimancer. Her magic is focused on life and life-forces and is the opposite of a necromancer's magical focus. I can bring her here when we settle some details, such as payment. The Mayans are charged not just with keeping the old ways but with keeping balance. Magic itself is in danger because of what that thing did. In making multiple horcruxes, he created a hole in his magic, which has allowed a…infection. This infection is spreading throughout magic itself and has caused magic to begin to destabilize. The elders have forseen that if we don't stop the infection and purify magic, in 30 years, we will all be squibs and it will be 1000 years before wizards come back."

Sirius was shocked. "Really," he asked.

"Yes. Now, we need to do something about this and the Mayans have decided that we will pull the soul fragment from Harry unite it with the wraith, and then use a special ritual to purge and purify the infection and send it into the wraith. Once that is done, we can send the wraith beyond the veil, as you call it."

"Okay" said Severus, "So what do we do?"

"I will bring my sister here, we will perform the ritual. Once we have his soul fragment, the Mayan Elders will perform the rituals necessary to purify all magic," said Mr. Jones.

"Very well, if you don't need me…" said Dumbledore.

"Oh no, we need you. You were possessed by a shadow demon. Shadow Demons and Dementors are necromancer abominations. Dementors have been somewhat accepted as a part of magic; shadow demons have not and we must restore your magic. We must purge any residual corruption from the Shadow Demon."

"What do you mean about Dementors being somewhat accepted by magic," asked Sirius, "I study the effects of Dementors on magical beings."

"A necromancer, about 1500 years ago, created the Dementor Prime. She, the only female abomination, killed the necromancer and found a dying wizard. She kissed him and, as only she could, put his soul back. This turned him into a male Dementor, although the decay and rot would come later. And then they bred. Magic has begun to accept them as we don't know how to get rid of the Dementor Prime. The Elders have come up with a ritual that we think will banish the Prime and thus prevent them from breeding as no male Dementor can put the soul back into a person like she can."

"I've never heard that," said Dumbledore.

"Yeah, and you probably think that Slytherin liked the dark arts and hated muggles when the opposite was true. Back then, there were no dark arts, it was how you used magic. Well, except for Avada Kedavra."

"And how would you know about that?" asked Dumbledore.

"We, the Mayans, preserve knowledge. We have the books and journals written by the four founders. After Salazar died, his house elf lived among the Mayans as they were her original masters. Salazar was a Mayan whose parent's died while they were in Great Britain; that's why he had a natural affinity to potions and was a parsel-tongue. That's also why he was raised by Godric Gryffindor's family. Later on, Salazar saved Godric from a werewolf bite and cured his lycanthropy," said Mr. Jones, "Sadly, his potions journal is lost. Too bad we cannot find his personal champers; it would contain his personal library and with it his personal journal. That would be more than enough payment."

"Errrr…" said Dumbledore, "I might have a way to find the Chamber, but only if you promise to take away whatever creature is inside too."

"I cannot guarantee that we can take away a Dragon," said Mr. Jones

"Okay, we can handle a dragon, if you can handle the rest. So, when should we meet at Hogwarts to try to find the chamber?" asked Dumbledore. If they could find Salazar Slytherin's personal chamber at Hogwarts, the so-called Chamber of Secrets, then the Mayans would take Salazar's personal potions journal as payment for the rituals and purging Harry of the Soul Fragment.

"Mr. Jones, if this instability will destroy all magic, then why do you still require payment?" asked Severus.

"Because, we preserve and protect knowledge and knowledge is power. If we didn't require payment and just gave away knowledge, that would be disastrous. You see, knowledge truly is power in the world of magic. The more you know about something, say transfiguration, the more powerful in that subject you become. Look at your own potions; you have researched potions, more so than almost anyone else. Your knowledge of potions makes your potions more potent, more powerful and better. They have even been complimented by Mayans," said Mr. Jones.

Severus was surprised to hear that, but then he supposed that there were Mayans living throughout the world. He had heard rumors that they had a sort of network and they kept the Wizarding world under watch, sometimes intervening if it was needed.

Sirius was also surprised, but then he knew what a potions master Severus was. His own potions master studied with Severus for a while, and she started doing more and more research, hoping to gain as much knowledge as possible; this made her own potions better. Even with the high standards of the Guild, it was hard to get a good potions master. Many were lazy and earned only 1 or 2 Gold Phoenixes from the Guild. Potions Masters of the Level of Severus Snape was so rare as to be worth their weight in money.

Severus then spoke to Mr. Jones. "Harry is not only my God child, but since the death of his parents, he is magically and emotionally my own son. I cannot simply allow some stranger to take him. I cannot even allow someone known to me to take him," he glared at Dumbledore at this, who nodded his understanding, "I do want this piece of soul out of him. So, my suggestion is to meet on neutral ground. The American Branch of Gringotts owns a piece of land in North Carolina, specifically the Pocosin Lakes National Wildlife Refuge. I will entrust the Safety of Harry to the Goblins of Pocosin Lakes. We can meet with you and your sister there. The ritual can be performed there," said Severus.

"Very well; this is also for the best as the natural area's magic is purer. For some reason, the mundane cities tend to dilute magic. We haven't figured out why yet. The ritual will go better in this area due to the Goblins as well. They will be able to ensure the purity of the ritual. As soon as the Wraith and the Soul Fragment are joined, your son can be dismissed and the purification of magic can begin. Albus, you will have to be present for both rituals, as you will need to be involved in a third ritual to purify the Shadow Demon's corruption. The Mayans will require payment for purification of your magic; they haven't decided on what, but they are leaning toward asking for your transfiguration talents. This will be discussed more. Now, this is what needs to be done," said Mr. Jones.

Turning to Sirius, "As his Godfather, you will need to be present. You will need to bring this list of ingredients. Some are for use in the ritual and some are partial payment," said Mr. Jones, handing Sirius a list.

Turning to Severus, "As his Godfather turned Parent, you will need to bring the list of the following potions and ingredients. Some are for the ritual and some are for payment," said Mr. Jones, handing Severus a list.

Turning to Albus, "As for you, this is a list of what we need. Like with the others, some are for the ritual and some are payment. You will also need to bring the second list as well, for your purification. Like with Harry, some are for the ritual and some are for partial payment," said Mr. Jones, sliding two lists to Albus.

Mr. Jones then addressed all 3 wizards. "The ritual will take 4 weeks to prepare for and an additional week to prepare the site for the ritual. I will go and make arrangements with the Goblins myself, as I know what specifics the ritual requires. We will meet here in 5 weeks, with Harry, and take a Mayan Portkey to the location of the ritual. A Goblin Representative will be with us. Good day," said Mr. Jones, who then vanished. He didn't apparate; he simply faded away.

Albus bid Sirius and Severus good day as well and returned to his room. He packed his things, carefully packing his favorite suit. It was too bad he couldn't wear it. He so loved his favorite muggle suit. He decided to wear it anyway. So, as it was Albus left wearing his favorite green and purple plaid muggle pants as well as his favorite brown and yellow striped muggle shirt, and his green, purple, yellow and brown striped sport coat. As he was walking down the road to the Boston approved apparation point, a rented office where witches and wizards could apparate in and out of, he turned quite a few heads. He mainly turned them away as people turned away from the horrible combination of colors.

The poor witch and wizard sitting at the desk of the rented office never saw Albus coming. When he walked in, the witch fainted and the wizard spent several minutes trying to wake her up. When he saw Albus, he quickly approved the apparation ticket to the apparation office in Maine, the one in the same building as the International Portkey office.

Author's Note:

1. The American Witches and Wizards do not apparate willy nilly, from dark alleys and such, except in emergencies. In every wizard community that is mixed within a mundane community, the witches and wizards have an office rented. This is a private office setup, usually to mimic an office that the general public doesn't need to enter. There is an inner office and an outer office. The inner office is where apparating witches and wizards arrive and depart. The outer office is a cover and looks like an ordinary receptionist's area. This is a cover in case mundanes wander in the office. In total wizard areas with no mundanes, they can apparate into pre-approved locations. It is safer this way. See, in the office, when someone is incoming, a special bell rings so that the office is cleared; when someone apparates out, a special bell rings at their destination, to allow the area to be cleared. They ring the bell, wait no less than one minute, and then apparate out. This reduces splinching which is mainly caused by crossing another wizard's apparation line, or bumping into someone in the area you are apparating to. NOTE: That is the MAIN cause but not the only.

2. The Guild has a rating system of 1 to 7 Phoenixes, with 3 colors, Gray, Red, and Gold. They go in order 1 to 7 Gray Phoenixes; these are 5th, 6th, and 7th grade potions. The next level is 1 to 7 Red Phoenixes; these are 8th, through 12th grade potions. You cannot earn higher than 7 Phoenixes until you graduate from high school. When you go to college, you can start earning Gold Phoenixes. A Novice (Bachelor's) Certificate earns you a 1 Gold Phoenix rating; joining the guild earns you a 2 Gold Phoenix rating. A Journeyman's (Master's) Certificate earns you a 3 Gold Phoenix rating. A Master's (PhD) Certificate earns you a 4 Gold Phoenix rating. To earn 5, 6, and 7 Phoenix ratings, you have to earn them with the Guild; this means your potions have to be as close to perfect as possible. Currently Severus has his 'master's degree' and is earning his 'PhD' and has a 3 Gold Phoenix rating, and recommendation for a fourth Gold phoenix pending. This means that he could literally move anywhere in North America and be guaranteed a job. His job with the guild earns him about 150,000 dollars a year, with 10K in benefits and another 10K going toward Harry's school/trust fund. If he earns a 5, 6, or 7 rating, he can pretty much write his own ticket. Basically, a 5+ rated potions master can say, "I want this salary and these benefits," and almost every company will agree; the only exception is the guild itself, which already has some of the best benefits available, even if the pay is lower than other jobs; Severus is a special case. His talent has earned him a job much higher than his rating would normally earn him. He is in the top 25% of potions masters as far as salary and the top 10% as far as benefits.