[a/n0]magitech commented on people's ages, so thought I'd touch. Dumbledore was born in 1881 died aged 115. To be his OWL/NEWT tester/Professor someone would likely be at least 5 years older than a 7th year[born 1875]when AD was a 1st, born 1869. Youngest OWL/NEWT tester/Professor assuming they're still alive couldn't be less than age 126.

[a/n]Revan Nonaka requested "what if Harry blows up in Fudges face after the fight whit Voldemort and shows Fudge his hand and tells about Umbridge."

Harry Does Different CCCVII

Harry v Cornelius

The arrival of Aurors had driven off the Death Eaters, and fought to a draw by Dumbledore, The Dark Lord himself apparated away but he'd left a bit of himself in his nemesis.

"Please kill me." Red-eyed Harry ground out "Death can't be worse than this. Ron? Hermione? Ginny! You more than anyone! AHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGG!" And suddenly he was free.

The Headmaster knelt down and affectionately squeezed the young wizard's shoulder "Ahh my boy. Tom just learned he cannot possibly fight against the bond of friendship. Your friends do not need an avada to free the good person you are."

"I'm free." Harry stood, leaning on the bearded man, speaking shakily "I'm free of the evil bastard. Thank you. All of you." He smiled at his friends. They surrounded him in a circle of love.

A phalanx of additional Aurors, specially unformed, arrived. Wands drawn. All very impressive. Surrounding one man, who studied the devastation then spoke in a worried tone "He's back? He's really back?"

"He's back? Is that what you fuckin said?" Harry shoved through the circle, eyes glowing red "Fuckin bloody moron! Think we had a tea party down here!" Raw magic poured off the teen in waves.

Dumbledore cautioned "Harry calm down. Nothing to be gained by overreacting."

"PROTERO!" Harry screamed at the wall of Minister's troops, who were instantly blasted to the opposing walls, leaving Cornelius Fudge quite alone and looking very small.

Luna commented "Harry looks a little miffed and that odor seems like what we smelled when we met Buckbeak, does it not, Ginevra?"

The Minister was still taller than the Hogwarts pupil, so it looked somewhat incongruous for a boy to seize a man by the lapels and nearly throttle him. Nevertheless that is what happened. Soon the politician was on his knees "See reason Harry!"

"REASON!" the boy screamed in the man's face "MY GODFATHER JUST DIED AND I SPENT THE LAST YEAR BEING TORTURED BY YOUR PSYCHOBITCH! DON'T EVEN LIE ABOUT KNOWING!" he backhanded him in rhythm with "Where…smack…do you…smack…think I got…smack…this…I will…not…smack…tell…smack…lies!"

Hermione in the background "That was a bit harsh."

"Oh I don't think so." countered Luna "While Harry may not be a psychiatrist, he may have a point about Madam Umbridge. And she certainly is a witch."

Neville offered by way of clarification "He called her a bitch, with a B."

"Nev mate! Didn't know ya had it in ya!" exclaimed Ron with a slap to his shoulder "Um, Mione, I suggest letting Harry run his course."

Harry only looked at an Auror who'd just grabbed his shoulder for the woman to fall over frozen.

"I'll give you anything you want Harry." Fudge stammered as a crawled away, mouth bleeding. "Anything at all!"

The teen gave the groveling leader of Wizarding Britain a spiteful kick "MAKE THAT SICK BITCH OF YOURS USE A BLOOD QUILL LIKE SHE DID ME!" A stomp to the head, after which he walked off.

Within hours Delores Umbridge was arrested. Abandoning his minion didn't save Fudge's regime. The Wizengamot removed him during the next meeting.