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A God with a different shot

Por Try Another Time

The moonlight illuminated that great castle which was located in the center of London. A virtually impenetrable fortress that had changed over time but was still the main home of the families who formed the round table.

The heads of these families walked through its corridors as they made their way to the room where their queen and Mordred waited for them to arrive. No one knew why they had been called to this emergency meeting, but everyone knew there was a reason behind it.

Their fast steps helped them get to the gates of that room in almost no time. Members of the Royal Guard who followed Elizabeth everywhere waited for them in front of the gates.

"Galahad, Lancelot, Bedivere, Gawain, Gareth, Percival, Gaheris, Tristan, Palamedes, Geraint, Percival, Bors, Lamorak, and Kay. Come in, the others are waiting for you." The leader of the royal guard said before opening the gates for them.

The members of the round table nodded before entering one after the other. Once every single one was inside the gates were closed behind them.

It was time to see what this was all about.

Point of view, Sirius, and the others.

Sirius, Remus, and Luna were seated in three chairs which were in front of a long rectangular table that had one chair for each member of the round table. Within space separating their chairs from the table, the chained creatures tried to move, but the chains that pierced and bind different parts of their bodies kept them motionless.

"The Dark King!" The creatures were screaming.

None of the three wanted to keep listening to the creatures so Remus took his wand and quickly used a spell to shut their mouths.

"That will keep them quiet for some time," Remus said before he sat down again.

The three turned their heads as they heard how the gates behind them opened and saw the missing members of the table coming in.

Each of them knew how important these people were to the nation and how dangerous they could become if they were provoked. These people held positions in government, international fame, monetary power, but above all other military power. Each of them was a general in charge of a certain part of the British army and its various branches. Spies, assassins, pilots, soldiers, captains of battleships, each and everyone was under the command of one of these people.

Lady Lancelot, known as the battle-addicted knight, or by her shortest title The Beast of Camelot. In terms of raw strength and battle experience, everyone recognized her as the strongest. Such was the danger she symbolizes that under no circumstances knights other than certain members of the round table should face her in a battle. Although she was not blind, her eyes always seemed to be closed and a smile was always visible on her face even when she was angry. Her role was that of the commander of the Air Force of England. Her weapon of choice was a spear that concealed a secret that only the other members of the round table knew.

Lord Galahad, the inexpressive albino or simply known as The Phantom. Strong and calm, but as lethal as Lancelot. His almost inexpressive face and apathetic attitude towards almost everything was a nuisance to almost everyone, but when his help was needed everyone could trust him to act, most of the time. His work mostly relates to the parliament, although he was also in charge of a certain type of secret work that most people didn't know about. Someone able to read people's body language and influence them by just looking them in the eye. His fighting style involved the use of a large number of small knives which he always carried with him.

Lady Bedivere, the youngest member of the table and better known as The Maker. Even if she wasn't officially recognized as a member of the roundtable yet due to being 17 years old, Bedivere was the one attending meetings like these instead of her father for private reasons. Contrary to what many would think of the knights of the roundtable, Bedivere did not fight using conventional weapons. No, her strength involved the technology she develops within her labs. Since a very young age, she had been creating new inventions and updating the weapons that the knights of the kingdom used. Under the tutelage of the previous Lord Tristan, she became one of the most known engineers and weapon makers of the world. From the simple pistols used by knights patrolling all over London to the weapons used by warships. Bedivere was a genius in terms of technological advances.

Lady Gawain, known as The Midget Titan. Even with her small stature because of the genes of one of her ancestors, Gawain was someone respected for her strength and kindness. Perhaps she was no stronger than Galahad or Lancelot, but Gawain was still easily able to cut twenty men with a single attack from her massive double-edged sword. But all that strength was balanced by her passion for history. Her second title: The Librarian, due to a great deal of knowledge of the past she possess. Several educational institutions had connections to her because of her extensive experience as a historian and archaeologist.

Lord Tristan, who possesses the title of the Master of the Orchestra. While other knights were known for their physical strength or activities directly connected to the government, Tristan was an artist. But not an ordinary artist, his music was recognized around the world and his beauty captured the attention of millions. His voice was second to none but all this and his actions in the past had tarnished his name in a peculiar way. Many women had tried to obtain a night with him, and few had succeeded but his fame had expanded around after these women described those nights of passion to the media. Even if all those adventures were in the past and he was now happily married, his past wouldn't let him get away. Yet the other members of the round table don't care about his past escapades. As long as it wasn't breaking any laws or causing problems for the nation everything was fine. His fighting method uses a violin specially made to fight.

Lord Percival, The Master of Troops. The entire nation was protected by knights who were trained in royal academies throughout the country. These academies were led by a single person. That was Percival, recognized as a master strategist and the best suited to ensure that all the troops were always prepared to protect the nation. Percival was the one who led most of the common troops and is recognized as an unrivaled teacher. Even the weakest person could be turned into a worthy soldier under Percival's training. Percival is known to be proficient with any weapon he could obtain or his own hands if he was forced to use them.

Lady Gaheris, The Mother of Soldiers. No matter what civilization we talk about or how advance the world can be, there will always be orphans. Death is inevitable and often unexpected. Orphans in the United Kingdom who don't possess someone who can care for them are protected by the system called the nation's children. Orphans live in academies that provide education, food, medication, and any other need that these nation's children might need. Until the age of 18 or the possibility of adoption, these sons and daughters of the nation live in these institutions which are paid for a large amount of the taxes collected by the government and are led by Lady Gaheris. Gaheris and her husband are responsible for running each of these institutions and making sure that when they become adults they contribute in some way to society. Gaheris earned her title because of these same orphans. Many end up joining the order of knights and regard Gaheris as the mother they never had. Her advanced age and maternal attitude towards the rest of the members of the round table only helps to reaffirm her title. Her fighting method focuses on the use of firearms.

Lord Gareth, known as The Triton. England's naval navy has always been one of the strongest in the world and for such a naval force a commander was critical. Gareth was that commander. Someone who stays half of the year in the waters keeping England's waters protected while the other six months he remained on the ground doing the same. Someone considered rude but reasonable. No enemy could cross the waters of England without facing this knight and his naval fleet. With his chain whip, he controls England's naval navy.

Lady Palamedes, The Knight of Gaia. Although the Wizengamot felt that the Muggles didn't understand the magical world, there are muggles that understand magical creatures and natures as a whole more than the members of the Wizengamot themselves. Palamedes was responsible for the expansion of the cities of England and the development of the nation's agriculture. No city or company could use any area of England without Palamedes allowing the use of that area. Palamedes prevented areas that were inhabited by centaurs or other magical creatures from being used or touched by Muggles if the relocation of such creatures was not possible. Humanity might need to expand, but there were limits to how many resources could be used and Palamedes knew well how dangerous magical creatures could be when provoked. Her fighting style involved the use of chakram.

Lord Geraint, known as The Cruel Judge. Every nation needs a branch of government to address the legal sphere of the nation. Geraint was a member of this branch and not just any member, he was a supreme judge. Known for his severity with the trials in which he participated. Geraint was a judge you didn't want to have in your trial because no matter who you were, the money you could own, the connections with other important people you might have; with Geraint the law was final and everyone who was guilty paid the price. Geraint is someone who was trained in the use of a spike ball attach to a chain which he lifted very easily thanks to his large body.

Lord Bors, The Merciless Doctor. Every nation needs a person who understands the medicinal needs of its citizens and Bors was that person in England. From an early age, Bors had shown a fascination with medicine and as was to be expected from the heir to the title of lord, his mother the previous Lady Bors made sure that he studied to develop his knowledge about every branch of modern, ancient medicine and even the medicinal practices of the magical world. Even if he wasn't a magician, Bors knew quite well every potion and treatment the magical world could offer. For Bors, the search for new ways to heal and maintain the health of the people of England was never over. His fighting method involves using his hands and needles.

Lady Lamorak, The Rose with a Thousand Thorns. Each family connected to the round table possessed great monetary power, but of all current members one person stood out. Lady Lamorak was the table member most directly connected to Gringotts. Her multiple economic connections around the world could be compared to the same level as those owned by the Potter family. Lamorak had a good eye for business, so she was practically the one who influenced the country's economic decisions. Where to invest the national budget, how to keep the economy of the nation stable, and how to decrease the poverty rate, all that and more was thanks to Lamorak, but not everything was dandy. Lamorak was ruthless as soon as she set an eye on some business. No company could oppose her unless they were willing to face her anger. Geraint always keeps an eye on her business to make sure Lamorak doesn't break any laws. Like all the other members of the table, she was trained from a young age to defend herself and be able to fight. Her weapon of choice was metal claws.

Finally, Lord Kay, The Writer of a Thousand Stories. Each of the members of the round table had something that made them unique and for Kay that was being a writer. From an early age, his passion for writing was visible to his father the former lord. His desire to write and not become the next lord was a problem for several years, but over time the young man accepted the position for which he was trained. His involvement in the government of England and position as one of the heads of the round table has always caused him problems in relation to his passion for writing, yet this hasn't stopped him after so long. Like the other members of the table, Kay fights using a weapon yet is not a common weapon. An umbrella specially made to withstand projectiles or close-range attacks is his weapon of choice.

Each one of these people took their respective seats alongside Elizabeth "The Wielder of the Sword of Selection" and Mordred "The Shadow Behind the Crown." Only one seat was left free when everyone had taken their seats. The eyes of the Lord and Ladies focused on the creatures in front of them. Several showed interest and while others showed disgust towards whatever they were seeing.

"Well, since we're all present, it's time we discussed what's going on. Mordred gave you the floor." Elizabeth said.

"As everyone should already know, Voldemort is back and I'm not referring to what happened at Hogwarts. Everyone knows the information we've received from Sirius about the Horcruxes. But now we believe the situation has worsened dramatically. The creatures you see in front of you are or rather used to be some of the prisoners who were in Azkaban." Mordred said.

Everyone focuses their sights on the creatures. Their bodies were white, almost skeletal, and lack any pigmentation. Their eyes seem dead and lack any sign of humanity. The most appreciable detail on these things was the fact that they were trying to move even when several chains had pierced through several body parts before being coiled around their limbs to prevent any movements. Lancelot was the first to speak.

"Are you trying to tell me that the Wizengamot lost control of Azkaban? I don't know whether to laugh or going straight to their homes to cut off their heads because of their ineptitude. Sirius explains what these things are and tell me if they could be a good opponent for me?" Lancelot asks.

Sirius feels a shiver as Lancelot's gaze focuses on him. "As you have already heard these creatures were once prisoners of Azkaban, but as you can see some kind of process changed them. These creatures possess the ability to regenerate, use magic, and even possess greater physical abilities than an ordinary human."

"Sounds fun. I call dips on one of them." Lancelot smiles as she thinks of the fight.

"Don't forget the fact that they no longer possess souls." Luna interrupted.

"And who might you be? And how can you know this?" Bors asks.

"My name is Luna Lovegood, I thank you for allowing us this audience. I am the sole heiress of the Lovegood family and one of the fiancées of the heir to the title of Lord Potter. I am one of the people who participated in the mission in Azkaban. To answer your question about how I know that these creatures no longer possess souls, that's because I'm someone closer to death than other people. I don't practice necromancy, but I can say that I'm pretty adept regarding the spiritual. These creatures were once wizards who were locked up in Azkaban and the reason they no longer possess their souls is because of Voldemort. I don't know exactly how he did it, but he has become stronger than the last time my fiancé faced him. The absence of souls might be related to his increase in strength." Luna explained.

"Mission in Azkaban? Can you explain to us why your group entered Azkaban? We have confirmation that it is a location protected by dementors and I doubt that you had permission from the Wizengamot to enter such a building." Palamedes asks.

"If I may, I can explain our reasons. My name is Remus Lupin and I'm an ally of the Potters. The reason our group entered Azkaban was due to Harry Potter having visions that led us to think that something was going on with Voldemort. Our suspicions surrounded the possibility that Voldemort was creating a new Horcrux. Harry's visions confirmed the new existence of a Horcrux, but if any of you really want to understand what happened, our memories are the best option because we can be sure of one thing: This is just the beginning." Remus's words resonated as an omen of what they couldn't stop.

Quickly, Elizabeth ordered for everything to be prepared so that they could be able to see what happened through the memories of these three people in front of them.

Moments late.

The faces of the members of the round table were thoughtful about what they had learned. The memories they had seen showed them everything they needed to know and confirmed how serious the situation they had on their hands was. The Wizengamot didn't eliminate the dementors as they should have done a long time ago and now, they seemed to help Voldemort for some reason. These new creatures could be a terrible enemy to face in large numbers. The international problems that could occur if Voldemort began to affect other nations was another constant in the minds of these people.

"Damn it. We should have taken control of the Wizengamot since the events related to Grindelwald. This is becoming a bigger problem with each second that goes by." Gareth said.

"We all agree with you, but first we must decide how we should proceed with this group of time bombs." Percival pointed to Sirius and his companions. "Based on what we saw, you are not a common group. Your actions can be dangerous if we do not regulate your activities."

"Are you really having doubts about us? With all respect are all of you overlooking the fact that we're doing this because we have a common enemy. Voldemort attacked Harry when he was just a baby and we are sure he won't stop until Harry's dead. No, let me rephrase my words, he won't stop until the world is at his feet." Remus said.

"And we understand that, but we want to know that your activities will not endanger the general public. These kinds of activities need to be kept hidden for the sake of not causing chaos. We can't let the public know that at any moment a terrorist like Voldemort exists and might incinerate their city with just a spell. If any of you want to continue acting within the territory of England, you must act with our support and following certain limits." Geraint explains.

"What are you trying to suggest?" Luna asks.

"You can continue to search for and hunt Voldemort within England with all our support, but you must inform us of your activities (possible fights) on all occasions without forgetting to limit your powers to prevent the possible harm they may cause. We don't want civilians involved or that the general public learns about what's going on. Your group would practically be working for the military branch under Mordred's control. This would be the most beneficial thing since Mordred manages the intelligence and spy networks. This also includes the removal of targets possibly harmful to the nation." Gaheris said.

"We offer this because your group can be considered an element of Eljun. Although most or all of your members possess citizenship in England, your connection is more affiliated with Eljun. Your different connections to the Potters confirm this. We can't and won't punish you for what you did in Azkaban, but we want to prevent the worst possibility. That girl that destroyed the island can't be the only strong member in your group and we can't let such people run around without some limitations." Kay said.

"Elizabeth, do you support this decision?" Sirius asks.

"I do. What I saw through your memories alerts me to the possible harm your fights can cause while all of you try to eliminate Voldemort. We don't distrust you Sirius, but I'd rather prevent the worst-case scenario if you guys get involved in any more fights. I don't think Harry or any of you will be our enemies in the future, but I prefer that you act within England as a group allied to the royal crown from now on. If you accept, the Wizengamot won't be able to touch any of you and if at some point you need help outside Eljun or England we can help. It's a mutual aid deal." Elizabeth said.

Sirius, Luna, and Remus turned their sights towards Mordred who kept his eyes closed. "If you accept, I will make sure to offer all the help I can at all times, but I only ask for your cooperation. Also, regardless of what you choose, I assure you that I will move all my resources immediately to locate every possible clue that could lead us to eliminate Voldemort. He still a problem we both need to take care of."

Sirius was silent. When he came to inform them about what had happened in Azkaban, he imagined many different scenarios, but this was one he did not expect. "I want to accept your offer, but I must confirm with the rest of the group. Eljun's council will also want to have a say on this. Give me some days to figure how to proceed."

"Take your time, but don't doubt that we'll help you in other ways if you decide to deny the offer. Just remember that for now you are forbidden to act freely within England, and I mean regarding starting attacks against Voldemort or his allies. None of you can't start fighting or use spells like that meteorite within the nation." Geraint said. "We do this to prevent the worst-case scenario. Your skills and strength are impressive, but if we can't limit his actions, we endanger the public."

"We understand." All three answered. Since the beginning, this wasn't going to be a simple fight. Voldemort was a terrorist who was going to involve the roundtable at some point, but now they were practically banned from starting any possible fights within England unless they accept the treaty proposed to them.

"Going back to these creatures. We appreciate the fact that all of you brought some specimens, although you destroyed every trace of the methods that were used to create them. Nonetheless, we thank you for this. Bedivere, Gawain, and I are going to do some research on these things. There must be a way to reverse the process or at least stop them without using magic. Also, even if we do reverse the process, I doubt that they can be consider alive after losing their souls if what the lady said is right." Bors said. "If any other nation finds something like this on their nations we'll be in serious trouble."

"I don't remember seeing anything like it all my years, but maybe I can find something in my books," Gawain said as she looked at the creatures. Her mind was trying to recall any information that could give them some clues regarding these things.

"Is there any possibility that any of this might be related to that place?" Tristan asked. His tone was cold and serious.

"I doubt it, but I can't be 100% sure. No one survived, but the documents of those scientists and wizards may have been copied by someone from another nation while we investigated the remains of the city. If there's anything about these things, maybe we can figure this out before it gets worse." Gawain admitted.

"Even after all this time, we don't seem to have gotten rid of the effects of that war," Galahad said in a discouraged tone. "I hope this doesn't increase my workload."

Luna showed interest in the conversation, but she wasn't willing to ask about it right now. "I recommend that you do not remove those chains at any time. I doubt that any of you can stop their magical attacks if they are able to move their arms." Luna said.

"Thank you for the warning. I was already thinking about what kind of method we can use to retain them." Bedivere admitted as she stood up. Her mind was racing to develop a containment plan for these things.

"Let's turn to the political side of this meeting, more specifically, what will happen to the Wizengamot and its families. The Azkaban event has confirmed to us what we needed to know. The Wizengamot can't continue to act without being supervised, restricted and its members have to be investigated. Due to this development, I believe that your families should remove themselves from the Wizengamot." Elizabeth said.

"What are you planning, Your Majesty?" Remus asked.

"Lupin. We've given them many opportunities to act, change, fix their issues and stop embarrassing us on the international stage but they just keep creating more problems for us. Grindelwald, the dementors, Voldemort, and many other problems of the past just keep pointing out that the Wizengamot was a bad idea. We do not plan to dissolve it immediately unless necessary, but the next steps we will take will severely affect the Wizengamot families and begin the process that will completely eliminate it over time." Lamorak explained. Her face couldn't hide the happiness she felt after being finally able to put her plans into motion.

"In more simplified terms, the current heads of your families must resign their positions within the Wizengamot and prepare to follow new laws. These new laws and guidelines will severely affect the economic and political side of the Wizengamot. No more absolute power or the possibility of taking actions that only benefit them. If your families retire within the next few hours, we will offer you some freedoms and benefits. Of course, we still expect your support as wizards just as your predecessors did when England was formed. No more political power in exchange for protecting your families." Lord Kay explained.

All three looked at each other. It seemed Sirius' expectations had been confirmed. The Wizengamot was closer to disappearing.

"I going to need to make several calls," Sirius said.

The night was far from over for him.

In the meantime, Harry.

It was late by the time Harry and the others returned. Most students were already in their rooms so Minerva asked everyone to go to sleep. There was a high chance that the next day would be a stressful day for everyone.

By the time, he and Neville reached the room, all the other students in his room were completely asleep due to the previous celebrations which facilitated their return.

Now, the young heir was sitting on his bed without being able to close his eyes. Ignis who was lying on his legs raised his head to look at him.

"I know was going through your mind." Said the small dragon.

"I didn't expect to find what we found tonight. I can't just sleep and no think about it." Harry admitted.

"You're not the only one. Neville, do you want to join us for a small chat?" Ignis could hear how Neville turn in his bed before rising up.

Neville got up and turn his sight towards his friend. "We both know that the mission wasn't what we expected. Those wizards were turned into those creatures and let's not forget that Voldemort created a new Horcrux. How worse can any of this get?"

Harry stood up and walked to the window closest to him. Ignis took the chance to fly towards the shoulder of his partner. "I don't know. I've trained so much. My body has the scars of thousands of duels, yet I still feel that something much bigger has yet to arrive. What I saw in that battle against Voldemort tells me that he will continue to get stronger unless we eliminate him once and for all. I can't stop now if I want to live in peace with the girls. I don't want to leave a problem like Voldemort to my descendants. I have to finish it now for the sake of the future."

"I understand you. We both know that he is going to keep coming back until you, me, and every that opposes him is dead. He wants to continue the war that our fathers weren't able to truly end. If we fail, he may be able to take control of England. That would have very serious effects for the rest of the world and would most likely be the beginning of a new world war." Neville stood up. "No matter how ugly things get, you can trust me to support you to the end."

Harry smiled. This was his best friend, a brother, and a partner in arms that had been growing alongside him. Someone that he could always trust. "I know, and that's why you have my blessing to take my sister as your wife. I can already see her as the next Lady Longbottom."

Neville blushed. "Don't say something like that. You don't know how complicated it is for me to think that I have to decide who I should marry at this age. I appreciate that my parents are choosing for me, but I can't just decide that so easily. Being the heir to the title of lord sucks in many ways. The limitations of being the heir are too many, even if it has some benefits. I wish my parents had another baby and that brother or sister was the one who inherited the title."

"I understand you but don't forget that I have it worse. Several lord titles and with the marriages already set up, I can't turn back. My future is set in stone and I feel like Sirius is just counting the days until the weddings. You can't imagine the amount of paperwork, economic decisions, work trips, and various meetings that await me. Yet I can't complain about my situation." Harry admitted.

"Both of you must face your futures with determination. Just remember that if everything goes well, your own children will take the reins of your families around the age of 18. Only if everything goes well." Ignis looked at both of them and noticed that neither had any hope of being able to retire when one of their heirs turned 18.

Before Harry and Neville could keep talking, a portal opened behind them. They both knew that this was going to happen at some point.

"Oh, Harry!" Luna said as she appeared.

"Well, I think we'll have to leave our conversation for another time." Neville quickly moved towards his bed before covering himself from top to bottom with the sheets.

"Luna- " Harry tried to talk but a kiss from Luna stopped him right on his tracks.

"Don't talk and let's go to sleep. It's been many weeks since we shared a bed." Luna no giving to shits about the other Gryffindor students sharing the room with Harry jumped into the young man's bed. "Come on, my dear fiancé. Tonight, you're only mine."

"You win this one shoeless bitch, yet I will still get more time with him," Hermione said mentally.

The jealous cries of the other girls plagued the minds of both teens but nothing they said could stop Luna. Once again, she was a step ahead of the others.

With a calmer attitude, Harry set out to rest. As he laid down and Luna settle down on his chest, the bed was covered by the curtains hanging on each side of the bed.

For the rest of tonight, the young man would rest for the next morning would be a completely different story.