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'Welcome back, my Lord. I have been waiting for you. Adrian had told me that I'd be able to talk to you upon your return.'
'Thank you for your welcome, Lady Hogwarts. I had been looking forward to talk to you as well.'
'Forgive me for my intrusion, my Lord, but I know where the traitor friend of your parents is. Peter Pettigrew is right here in this castle posing as the pet rat of Mr. Ronald Bilius Weasley. I had warned the Headmaster of the animagus when he had first come as Mr. Percival Ignatius Weasley's rat, but the Headmaster had ignored my warning.'
'You have nothing to be sorry about, Lady Hogwarts. You have done my friends and I a great favor. Thank you so much, my Lady.'
'You are welcome, my Lord. Let me know if you need help with anything.'
'I will, my Lady.'
Turning to Minerva, Harry said, "I just had an interesting conversation with Lady Hogwarts."
"Oh?", a puzzled Minerva exclaimed. "And what exactly did you talk about?"
Harry replied, "Let us go and get ourselves a Peter Pettigrew."
Minerva stopped in her tracks and exclaimed, "WHAAAAAAT?!"
Chapter 5
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
"What do you mean by getting ourselves a Peter Pettigrew?", screeched Minerva.
"Lady Hogwarts just informed me that Peter has been in the castle since Percy's first year as his pet rat, Scabbers, who is now Ron's pet", explained Harry. "Lady Hogwarts had informed Dumbledore when Peter had been brought into the castle for the first time as Percy's pet, but he didn't do anything."
"Okay, we need to get Peter to Amelia as soon as possible", said Minerva. She asked, "Can you ask Lady Hogwarts for her help in capturing Peter? We can get one of your elves to take it to Amelia."
Nodding to Minerva, Harry said to Lady Hogwarts, 'My Lady, can you help us to capture Peter?'
'Yes, my Lord. Dinner begins in ten minutes. As soon as Mr. Weasley leaves for dinner, I will ward his bed to prevent Mr. Pettigrew from escaping. One of your elves can capture and take him to Madam Bones.'
'Thank you, Lady Hogwarts.' He relayed the entire conversation to Minerva.
Minerva agreed with the plan and added, "Let us go to my office and send a note to Amelia so that she is prepared for Peter." Harry agreed and followed her. He took the provided writing supplies and penned down a note.
Dear Aunt Amy,
We found Wormtail, the rat. He has been hiding as a pet rat for years. Lady Hogwarts warned me as soon as we stepped into the castle. My elf, Tony, will capture him tonight during dinner service and bring him to you. It should help us with Padfoot's trial. Rowena will wait for your reply if you have one or you can send her away.
HJP
Harry showed the note to Minerva for her approval. Having received one, he called for Rowena who appeared in a flash.
Tying the note to her leg, he said, "Take this to Aunt Amy. Wait for her to finish reading the note. She will let you know if she has a reply or not." Rowena trilled her agreement. "Fly safe, Rowena", said Harry and Rowena disappeared with a flash. Harry called for Tony and explained the situation.
"I will capture him and place him in an unbreakable rat trap. Once I deliver it to Lady Regent Bones, I will let Lady McGonagall and you know", said Tony.
Harry thanked Tony and turned to Minerva. He said, "I think we should send notes to Uncle Ted, Gran Augusta and Director Ragnok as well."
"Yes, I was about to suggest the same", agreed Minerva.
Harry quickly wrote the three notes. The first was to Ted.
Dear Uncle Ted,
We found Wormtail, the rat. He has been hiding as a pet rat for years. Lady Hogwarts warned me as soon as we stepped into the castle. My elf, Tony, will capture him tonight during dinner service and take him to Aunt Amy. It should help us with Padfoot's trial.
HJP
The second was to Augusta, which was identical to Ted's. The one to Ragnok was a bit more formal.
Director Ragnok,
Lady McGonagall and I have found Mr. Pettigrew. He has been hiding as a pet rat for years. Lady Hogwarts warned me as soon as we stepped into the castle. My elf, Tony, will capture him tonight during dinner service and take him to Madam Bones. This should help us with Lord Black's trial.
May your coffers fill with gold and your enemies crumble.
Lord Harry James Potter.
Head of the Most Ancient and Most Noble Houses of Emrys, Peverell and Potter
Head of the Ancient and Most Noble Houses of Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Slytherin and Hufflepuff
Heir to the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Black
After getting Minerva's approval for the notes, he called for Godric. Godric and Rowena appeared at the same time, and so did Hedwig. He tied the note for Ted to Godric's leg and gave him the same instruction as Rowena earlier. Godric bobbed his head and pulsed away. He turned to Hedwig and tied the note for Director Ragnok, giving her the same instructions. She bobbed her head with a haughty expression that clearly meant, I know what to do. After Hedwig had taken flight, Harry turned to Rowena. He untied the note attached to her leg and tied the one meant for Augusta. With the same instructions, Rowena disappeared.
Dear Harry,
That's great news. I will be waiting for Tony. I don't think we should give away the capture of Wormtail prior to Padfoot's trial. I am calling for an emergency Wizengamot session tomorrow afternoon during which both the trials will take place simultaneously. I am informing Director Ragnok of the same as well so that he can call for your family heirlooms removed by the old goat. I am going with two of my most trusted aurors to retrieve Padfoot right away. Ted can visit him tomorrow morning.
Amy
As soon as Harry had read the note, he passed it to Minerva. She was halfway through the letter when a Ministry owl landed at her window. She removed the letter from the owl's leg and read out loud,
Lady McGonagall,
Most Noble House of Ross.
An emergency Wizangamot session will be held at 3:00 P.M. tomorrow (June 14, 1993). Your/your proxy's attendance is required.
Amelia Bones,
Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.
"This will take everyone by surprise", said Minerva. "Go for your dinner. We do not want any suspicions." Nodding to Minerva, Harry bade goodbye and left her office for the Great Hall.
Bones Manor, Ossuary
Amelia had filled out the missive to move Sirius from Azkaban to a secret DMLE holding cell. She had called Head Auror Rufus Scrimgeour and Senior Auror Kingsley Shacklebolt to accompany her. She had also called for Auror Trainee Nymphadora Tonks. However, she was going to ask for an unbreakable vow before she relayed anything to them just to ensure the secrecy. Her house-elf alerted her of the visitors.
"Good evening, Madam Bones", said the heavily built auror, seeing her step into the entry hall.
"Good evening, Senior Auror Shacklebolt", said Amelia. "Good evening to you too, Rufus." Before anybody could reply, Amelia continued, "You might have received a note for tomorrow's emergency session. The evening summons is regarding the same. Before I can proceed further, I want unbreakable vows from you both. The matter at hand is very sensitive and we cannot let certain individuals know about it. Believe me, if I knew any other way for you to maintain confidentiality and complete trust, I will gladly do it."
The two aurors were shocked. However, they knew that Madam Bones wasn't going to budge from her stance and if she had demanded for an unbreakable vow, it must be something huge. They agreed to her request and gave their unbreakable vows. Before Amelia could continue, the floo chimed. She saw Nymphadora Tonks step out of the floo. She said, "Auror Trainee Tonks, you're right on time. I have called you for an important task. I have heard good reports about you from Senior Auror Shacklebolt here. You are on your way to become the youngest Junior Auror in ten years come August."
"Good evening, Madam Bones. Thank you for trusting me to accompany you in the task", said Tonks.
"Before I can go into the details, I would need an unbreakable vow. Don't worry, Shack and Rufus have given me their vows as well", said Amelia. She continued, "You will be pleased to know that your father is privy to the information and is helping us as well." Tonks didn't need anymore convincing. She readily gave her vow. Having received their vows, Amelia invited them to the sitting room. "Before I go into tonight's task, I want to give you a little background knowledge and why I felt the unbreakable vow was necessary." Without waiting for the aurors' response, she recounted the information revealed in the Time Chamber. She did not mention everything, but she did discuss the important aspects. She went over the information in the Potter Wills, the missing trial record of Sirius Black, their suspicions about Dumbledore and the proof that Voldemort isn't as dead as people think him to be. She also relayed the need to hire more aurors and prepare them for the inevitable war that was coming.
The three aurors in front of her were stunned. They did not know how to respond. Rufus knew that he had basically been told that the magical world was living in an illusion. As much as he wanted to hex Albus Bloody Dumbledore left, right and center, he had to agree with his chief's idea to bide their time. He was grateful that they at least had a warning in advance to prepare for the war, though they did not know when it might happen. He would have to get his senior most aurors to train the rookies hard and fast. It was too bad that Alastor Moody had just retired from the training academy. He had already decided to name Kingsley as the academy chief. He turned towards Kingsley and said, "It seems you have your work cut out for you, Shack. With Alastor's retirement, I have already made up my mind to name you as his replacement."
Kingsley was perplexed. He was shocked, sure, but he was confused. He had looked up to Albus Dumbledore, the Greatest Light Wizard since Merlin. Never in his wildest imagination had he thought that he would despise the very man. The fact that Albus had gone about his tasks with a grandfatherly figure enraged him more. He was drawn out of his musing by Rufus' statement. "I am honored to carry on Alastor's work, but I am afraid that we don't currently have enough funds to hire more aurors and get better protective gear for the ones we employ", said Kingsley. He had been helping Rufus with the budget proposal for the upcoming Wizengamot session in August where the ministry departments will be presenting their budget reports and requirements.
Tonks was easily the most shook of the three. Her mother had always believed that her cousin was innocent. In fact, it was her desire to find out more about Sirius that led her to join the auror force. Tonight, a month and a half prior to her graduation from the academy, she would play a part in Sirius' exoneration. She was also glad that her father was also part of the group. That, however, seemed to be the only good news. Other things were disastrous, truth to be told. Dumbledore, a wizard who holds three powerful stations, had been fooling the entire ministry and Wizarding Britain. The fact that he knew about Sirius and did nothing to help him made her blood boil. Her hair changed from pink to different shades of red in anger. The fact that her mother was one of the named guardians to raise baby Harry with her was also not forgotten. Her mother might have been disowned by the House of Black, but she was brought up in the House of Black, and the Blacks cared deeply about their families. Dumbledore was going to have a nasty end, there was no doubt about it. Her meander was broken by Kingsley's statement. She looked at Amelia who seemed to have a faint smile on her lips.
"I know the current budget isn't enough to beef up our forces", began Amelia. "However, I did not mention everything that was discussed in the Time Chamber. I don't think we have enough time to go into much detail but come July, the Department of Magical Law Enforcement will receive a donation of a million galleons to work towards that end. St. Mungo's will also receive a donation of equal amount. The funds are to be used in my discretion for DMLE whereas Lady Dowager Longbottom and Healer Tonks will oversee at St. Mungo's. Auror Trainee Tonks' father, Mr. Edward Tonks will also be receiving a donation of equal amount to set up his own firm. The funds have been made available by Harry Potter..", and she continued with the tale of Chamber of Secrets, rendering of the basilisk carcass and the disbursement plan. She watched the expression on her guests' faces. There was shock and admiration, but the most intense emotion was that of respect. "Now, as to why we are waiting. Around 10 minutes prior to your arrival, Harry Potter sent me a note saying Peter Pettigrew, who everyone believed to have died a hero, had been hiding in his animagus form, a garden rat. Tomorrow during the emergency session, Sirius and Peter will be tried together. I am going to make sure that Peter gets thrown into Sirius' cell, at the least."
There was a faint pop and Tony appeared with a rat trap in his small hands, as if he had been waiting for Amelia's signal. With a bow to the wizards and witches in front of him, he said, "Good evening, Madam Bones. I have Mr. Pettigrew in this trap. Master Harry asked me to bring him to you." He placed the iron trap in front of Amelia.
Amelia smiled a feral grin and replied, "Thank you, Tony. Harry will be very proud of you and your service to House of Potter. Please inform him that my aurors here and I are going to get his father out of prison tonight." With a bow, Tony disappeared.
"Father?", asked Tonks.
"Oh, Sirius blood adopted Harry. He is not just Harry's godfather by godparent ritual, he is also his blood-adopted father", said Amelia in a nonchalant manner.
"Is that Peter Pettigrew?", asked Rufus diverting everyone's attention to the cage in front of Amelia.
"I believe so", said Amelia and stunned the rat. "We will reverse the transformation and verify before we leave to get Sirius out of Azkaban." She removed the rat from the trap and lay it on the floor. She pointed the wand at it and muttered an incantation. A blue light emerged from the tip of her wand and hit the rat. The rat convulsed violently and began to grow in size and change in shape. After a few seconds, in place of the rat lay a balding, chubby man. He looked filthy in every describable way, perhaps from his time as a rat. "That is Peter Pettigrew", whispered Amelia. She stunned him a couple of times before she petrified him. Petrificus Totalus. She muttered, 'Incarcerous', and bound him. She stretched her hand towards Rufus with a silent command for veritaserum. Rufus, who knew exactly what Amelia wanted, fished out one of the three vials he was carrying upon Amelia's request. Taking the vial of the truth serum, she gave Peter the required dosage. She saw from the corner of her eye that Kingsley had already taken out his dicta quill. All the three aurors in front of her had their wands aimed at Peter. Nodding to her aurors, she brought Peter back into consciousness casting Enervate.
Peter woke to a terrifying sight. He saw three wands pointed towards him and an enraged Amelia. He could feel the ropes that bound him. Attempting to escape was futile. He tried to shift to his animagus form and found that he was unable to do so. He saw Amelia smirking at him. She said, "Just realized you cannot shift into your rat form, did you? I put up the anti-animagi wards as soon as I transformed you into a human." Peter looked as if he had seen a ghost. What good was it being an animagus if he could not rely on his ability to transform during this time of need.
"State your name", said Amelia.
"Peter Benjamin Pettigrew."
"State your date of birth."
"March 21, 1960."
"What house were you in at Hogwarts?"
"Gryffindor."
"Who was the Secret Keeper to the Potters' hiding place?"
"S-S-S-I was."
"Was Sirius Black ever the Secret Keeper?"
"Y-Y-No. He never was. James and Sirius thought they could prank the Dark Lord and asked me to be the Secret Keeper. Albus Dumbledore agreed with their plan."
"Are you a Death Eater?"
"N-N-Yes. The Dark Lord promised me great power and the Potter fortune for my help in delivering the Potters to him."
"Why did you frame Sirius Black?"
"I was scared. The Dark Lord was gone, and I knew I would be imprisoned if I was caught. I framed Sirius for my escape."
"Did Sirius kill those muggles?"
"Y-Ye-No. I did. It created a diversion for me to cut my finger and transform into a rat."
"You disgust me, Peter. Where have you been hiding all this while?"
"I-I have been hiding as a pet rat of the Weasley family. They are light wizards who support Dumbledore. He would never let anyone question their integrity which made it a perfect hideout.'
Amelia couldn't believe her ears. The filth had actually thought it through. She stunned him multiple times and addressed the aurors, "Alright, the first part of the evening is done. We will head to the Ministry and put him in a secret DMLE holding cell. The knowledge will be privy to us three alone and Ted Tonks. We will leave for Azkaban from the ministry."
Nodding to their boss, Kingsley and Tonks placed magic suppressing handcuffs on Peter while Amelia and Rufus went through the dicta quill recorded testimony. Pleased with their job, the four DMLE members left for the entry hall to leave Bones Manor with their prisoner being dragged along with them.
Headmaster's Office, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, the Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot and the Supreme Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards, paced in his office, lost in thought. He was a man who disliked many a thing, but he absolutely hated not being the one in control or the one with all the knowledge. He had turned down the offer to be the Minister because he knew that the three offices he currently held gave him more power to shape the future in a way that would help him leave a legacy. And now there was an emergency Wizengamot session the following day that he knew nothing about. What good was it being the Chief Warlock if that 'always-just witch', Amelia Bloody Bones, could call for an emergency session. The fact that she had the power to do so didn't bother him. He was bothered that she didn't ask for his counsel. Even the baboon of a Minister, Cornelius Fudge, asked for his opinion.
Truth to be told, he had never been a fan of Amelia Bones. Ever since she had taken up the office, his influence on DMLE's actions had taken a major blow. He had been scared that Amelia would dig into the records of Sirius Black's trial after Lord Arcturus Black III's death. The Black seat had been vacant. If Sirius had been tried and convicted, the Black seat would have gone to the Malfoys and Lucius would have stuttered around the Ministry as if he owned the Wizarding Britain. The fact that Lucius hadn't claimed the Black seat would have alarmed her. However, as she hadn't dug up the records in months since Lord Black's passing, he reassured himself that she never will. He decided that it wouldn't do any good pondering upon the bygones. Perhaps a decrease in DMLE's budget would push Amelia to approach him for his counsel. He would have to talk to Cornelius after tomorrow's session. With a satisfied smile, he sat down and popped a lemon drop into his mouth.
Azkaban, North Sea
In a cell in the solitary confinement area, lay a man named Sirius Orion Black. His gray eyes stared into nothingness as he muttered something unintelligible to himself. It had been years since he had had a proper conversation. The wizard-guards of Azkaban stopped by once a day to provide food but that was all. He had felt a surge of familiar magic rush through him some months ago. He knew then that his grandfather, Lord Black, had passed away. The fact that he felt the magic rush through him meant his grandfather had declared him to be the next Lord Black.
He had loathed his family name because of his parents and ran away to the Potters. They had welcomed him with open arms. His grandfather used to meet him regularly over the years, even after his exodus from his family home. He had a close relationship with his grandfather. He recalled his grandfather's fondness of the Potters and how he had enjoyed Lily's company. His grandfather had told him once, "That witch is everything the Blacks had stood for. She is as fierce as she is kind. She is just like Dorea. It amazes me how the House of Potter has always had a Lady Potter who is an embodiment of the previous Lady Potter. They have always been beautiful, brave, brilliant, fiercely loyal and kind. When the time comes, you will be Lord Black and I can only hope that you will right the wrongs some of our ancestors and my descendants have done. Remember, 'Toujours Pur' doesn't mean 'always pure of blood'. It meant 'always pure of heart, magic and soul'. Do not despise your family name because of the doings of your parents. The name gives you power to shape a better Magical Britain, use it well."
Ever since that conversation, Sirius had looked forward to honoring his grandfather's wishes. The day his grandfather had passed away, he had wept for the first time in years. He wanted his grandfather to be proud of him. The fact that his grandfather had named him as Lord Black even after his imprisonment meant that his grandfather had never believed him to be a criminal. He had been biding his time and building up his reserves over the months. He could feel he was getting stronger. He would be strong enough to break out of the prison in a month or so. His thoughts were broken by a voice he hadn't heard in a long time.
"Sirius Orion Black", came an authoritarian voice. "You are a sight to the sore eyes. You look much better than most of the prisoners here. My aurors and I have come to take you for your trial tomorrow."
"About bloody time, Lady Regent Bones", replied Sirius hoarsely.
"The Black Family Magic suits you, Sirius", said Amelia as the heavy-built auror opened his cell. "This is Senior Auror Kingsley Shacklebolt", continued Amelia pointing at the auror who opened the cell. Pointing at the lean, tall auror behind her, she said, "This is Head Auror Rufus Scrimgeour. Your cousin, Auror Trainee Nymphadora Tonks is waiting in the warden's office. Her father, Mr. Edward Tonks will be representing you at the Wizengamot tomorrow. We know you are innocent. All will be explained tomorrow before the trial when Ted visits you. You will need a good night's rest. It wouldn't do any good to have an incompetent Lord Black tomorrow at the hearing."
Getting off the floor, Sirius smiled for the first time in years and replied, "Thank you, Amelia. I just have one question. Where is Harry and how is he?"
"All in due time, Sirius. I can however tell you this, your son is better now, and a lot of things have come into light because of him and Minerva McGonagall. We have much to discuss before and after your trial", replied Amelia with a smile. She continued, "Let's get you out of here." The aurors and Sirius left the cell for the warden's office. After an emotional reunion between the cousins, the party left for a secure Ministry holding cell.
"This one is a lot different than the other holding cells", said Amelia leading Sirius and the aurors into the holding cell. "This has a bed and other required amenities. I will send for one of Harry's elves to get you a fresh pair of robes for tomorrow. Healer Tonks will see you at 8:30 A.M. and Ted will meet you here at 9:30 A.M. Get some sleep, Sirius. Your freedom will be the first step towards fixing Magical Britain."
Sirius nodded and thanked everyone profusely. He was happy to be finally free. Bidding the ministry officials a good night, he headed to bed. He was nervous of how his son would react on seeing him and if he would be willing to stay with him. He would do anything for his son's happiness. Hoping for a happier future, Sirius let sleep take over him.
June 14, 1993
DMLE Holding Cell, British Ministry of Magic
8:25 A.M.
Sirius Black had showered and was ready for his appointment with his cousin. He had been up at seven. He didn't want to be late for any of his appointments. It was the one thing he had been waiting for, for a long time. He could almost smell his freedom. It probably was due to the good night's sleep and the elegant robes he was now wearing. One of the Potter elves, Tabby, had gotten him a pair of robes from his grandfather's manor. Sirius saw the door open and in walked Andromeda Tonks née Black. Without a word, she proceeded to hug him. Sirius was surprised as his family members had never hugged.
"It's good to see you, Sirius", said Andromeda wiping her tears. "I had known that you could never betray James to that bastard."
"It's good to see you too, Andi", said Sirius with a small smile. "How have you been?"
"I am better now that you're free. Ted told me a lot of things last night. He will be telling you most of it today before your trial to prepare you for everything. I am just glad you're okay", said Andromeda.
"I am happy to see you too", said Sirius. Over the next hour, Andromeda performed various scans over Sirius and noted the results down. They were mostly quiet during the entire process to prevent Andi from slowing down.
After the last set of scans, Andi said, "The Black Family Magic has healed most of you. Your innocence has actually helped you from going insane. You're still a bit weak physically that can only be remedied using potions over a couple of months. You'd also need to visit a mind healer after your trial. Though you're not insane, you have been in the presence of dementors for far too long. Due to the family magic and your formidable magical core, I believe you would need to meet with a mind healer for four to five months. Other than that, you're alright."
"Thank you, Andi", replied Sirius. "After my freedom, I am going to cleanse our family. I plan on reinstating you into House of Black and cast out some deranged fools."
Andi stopped in her tracks at Sirius' declaration. She hugged him tightly and said, "Thank you, Siri. I look forward to seeing you after the trial. It is time for Ted's arrival."
With that, Andromeda left Sirius. Five minutes later, the door opened again, and Ted walked in. "Hello, cousin. It's good to see you", said Ted, hugging Sirius.
"Hello Ted, it's good to see you too", said Sirius.
"Okay, let us sit down. We have much to discuss", said Ted pointing towards the seats.
Sirius and Ted sat down to discuss. Over the next four hours, Ted told him all about the things he had learned during his time in the Time Chamber. He told him about how the Potter Wills had been sealed prior to Sirius' capture, how Harry had been left at the Dursley's doorstep like milk, how Harry had been abused, how Dumbledore had taken up the magical guardianship of Harry and removed funds from his accounts, how Dumbledore had bound Harry's magical abilities, how Dumbledore had hidden his family's vast history among other things. Sirius was already at the point of exploding when Ted told him about Harry's exciting activities inside the castle. Just when Sirius thought things couldn't get any worse, Ted told him about horcruxes, Harry's scar and the prophecy. Sirius paled at this revelation. "That bloody bastard", screamed Sirius. "One of the books in the Black library has information on horcruxes. It clearly says that contrary to wizard belief that the only way to remove a horcrux from a living being is being killed, the horcrux can be removed using a goblin ritual."
"Yes, that was how the horcrux was removed from Harry", said ted calming Sirius down. After Sirius had calmed down, Ted went on about the plans they had for the next few months. Sirius was astounded at all this revelation. He vowed to himself that he would do anything and everything to help.
"I will do whatever you need me to do. I just want my son to be happy and safe", said Sirius with a firm resolution. Ted nodded to him and they discussed about the trial proceedings, Peter Pettigrew's capture, and their plan for Harry's guardianship. Ted didn't mention about Harry's Lordships yet. He figured it would be better to do it after the trial.
"Now that Peter Pettigrew has been captured, both your trials will be held at the same time. Most of the questions will be directed towards him, thus confirming your innocence", said Ted.
"I just want to kill that bastard", screamed Sirius.
"Calm down, cousin. You can't kill him if you want to be free and raise your son", replied Ted.
"Sorry, it's just that the bastard took away my chance of raising Harry", muttered Sirius.
"I get it. I have a suggestion", said Ted. "I know the Wizengamot would not agree to administering the kiss or throwing him into the veil, which is why I think he should be put in the very same cell you were in."
"Sounds good enough to me. I just want that bastard far away from my son and I", whispered Sirius.
"Good", said Ted and checked the time. It was 2:15 P.M. already. He turned to Sirius and said, "Alright, I'll see you in the courtroom soon. The trial is in 45 minutes. Eat something and stay calm."
Offering his hand for a shake, Sirius said, "Thank you, cousin. Thank you so much." After a firm handshake, Ted left the holding cell.
Meanwhile at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Augusta Longbottom entered the castle gates and headed towards the castle. She made her way to the Deputy Headmistress' office and knocked at her door. "Come in", answered Minerva.
"Good morning, Professor McGonagall", said Augusta entering into the office.
"Good morning, Lady Dowager Longbottom", replied Minerva. "I assume you've come to take Mr. Longbottom to get him a wand?"
"Yes Minerva. I have enough time before today's session to buy Neville a wand", said Augusta. "I had sent out mail asking the alliance members to meet me at the antechamber beside courtroom 10 at 1:45 P.M.. Since I was on my way here, I figured I will inform you in person."
"Very well, Mr. Longbottom will probably be in the Great Hall. If he isn't there, I will send someone for him. Would you like to inform Albus yourself?", asked Minerva.
"Yes, I can do that", said Augusta.
"Alright, I will see you at the Great Hall then", said Minerva and gave Augusta the password to enter the Headmaster's office. Augusta nodded and left the office for Headmaster's office. Reaching the gargoyle guarding the entrance to Headmaster's office, she gave the password. The gargoyle stepped aside, and she ascended the stairs. She knocked at the door and waited to be called in.
"Come in", came Dumbledore's voice. "Good morning, Lady Dowager Longbottom", greeted Dumbledore as Augusta walked in. "It is good to see you. To what do I owe this pleasure?"
"Good morning, Headmaster Dumbledore. It is good to see you too", said Augusta, though she didn't feel good at all. "I have come to take my grandson with me to buy him a wand. He's currently using Frank's wand. Professors Flitwick and McGonagall have told me that he is currently behind in practical aspects of their classes. On consultation with Mr. Ollivander, I figured it was because he was using Frank's wand. He should perform better with a wand that matches him."
"That maybe so, Madam Longbottom. Mr. Ollivander always says that the wand chooses the wizard", replied Dumbledore. "Very well, you may take Neville with you. I assume he will be returning before today's Wizengamot session?"
"Yes Headmaster. He will be back at the latest by 1:30 P.M.", said Augusta.
"He may go with you", replied Dumbledore. "I will see you this afternoon at the Wizengamot, Lady Dowager Longbottom."
"Thank you, Headmaster", replied Augusta and left. She met with Neville and Minerva in front of the Great Hall. "Good morning, Neville. How have you been?"
"Good morning, gran. I am well, how are you?", replied Neville.
"I am fine", replied Augusta. Turning to Minerva, she said, "We must be off, Minerva. I will see you later at today's session."
"Good day, Augusta", replied Minerva and left them. Augusta and Neville started walking towards Hogsmeade.
"Gran, are we going somewhere?", asked Neville after they had left the castle.
"Yes. We are going to Ollivanders to get you the first of your two wands", said Augusta with a smile.
"I already have my father's wand, Gran", replied Neville. Recalling the last part of Augusta's statement, he continued, "What do you mean by first of two wands? I thought we weren't supposed to buy two wands."
"Exactly. You have your father's wand. It may be working for you, but it isn't a perfect match for you. The wand chose your father for the person he was or became. You are not your father. You are the son of your father and your mother. Your wand will be different from the one you currently have", explained Augusta. She continued, "You can have two wands or more. People don't buy them because the Ministry regulated shop, Ollivanders, doesn't let you keep two wands. People still buy them from other shops that are not regulated by the Ministry. Your case will be different though. I will explain it to you once we get to the manor. We will leave for Ollivanders from the manor at 11:30 A.M.. We will leave Frank's wand at the manor." Neville nodded and they apparated to Longbottom Manor after exiting the castle wards.
They entered the sitting room and called for an elf to bring some refreshments. Augusta continued her tale, "You might have noticed that your godbrother, Heir Potter was missing from the castle yesterday. What you don't know is that Harry was in a Time Chamber in Gringotts. He spent a total of nine months inside the chamber. For the last month, Director Ragnok had invited Lady Regent Amelia Bones, Professor McGonagall, Mr. Edward Tonks and I to join him in the chamber. We discovered quite a lot of things that have set a few things into motion. I can't tell you everything yet as we do not have the time for it, but I can give you a gist of things. There are some things Harry would like to be the one to tell you and the other friends he will be calling over this summer." She told him about the things they had discovered in the chamber, capture of Peter Pettigrew and about Sirius' trial that afternoon. She didn't tell him about his emancipation and the Houses of Emrys, Slytherin and Hufflepuff.
She continued, "It is no secret that the Potters and Peverells have always been very powerful. They have produced archmagi over the years. Houses of Potter and Peverell are blessed by Lady Magic for the sacrifices their ancestors have made in the past. Each and every Heir Potter has received a female phoenix egg as his/her familiar. Similarly, every Peverell heir receives an egg of a male regal thunderbird as his/her familiar. They have used the tail-feathers of their familiars to get a custom wand crafted for themselves. Ever since the Potter and Peverell family lines have joined, the heir has received both the eggs and made a wand using both the feathers.
"After Harry had read about it in the letter left by James, he called for his head-elf to bring him the eggs. His familiars are named after a very famous wizard and a witch, Godric Gryffindor and Rowena Ravenclaw. Since they are his ancestors, he carried on with the tradition of naming the familiars after their ancestors. Before his final month began, Godric and Rowena gave him a feather each for his custom wand. The Potters have had their own wandmaker who has crafted their custom wands for generations.
"Harry has asked his wandmaker, Master Irving Sato to craft wands for all of us who were in the chamber, Miss Hermione Granger, Heiress Luna Lovegood, Heiress Susan Bones, Lord Black, Mister Remus Lupin, Healer Andromeda Tonks, Auror Trainee Nymphadora Tonks and you. During the summer, once he has his new residence ready, he plans to invite us all along with Master Sato to make the second wand for everyone. These wands are very powerful and are often bound by blood. James had one made for Frank as well."
Neville was dumfounded. He had felt that Harry was a bit different after he had returned from wherever he had been to, but he did not think that there had been so many events in that time frame. He could have been the child of prophecy. The only reason he wasn't was because Voldemort went after Harry. And to think that Voldemort wasn't as dead as everyone thought him to be sent a shiver down his spine. Harry had faced Voldemort twice inside the walls of the castle and most of them didn't know about it. The fact that Dumbledore had been a major culprit boiled his blood. Wasn't he supposed to be the Headmaster and keep everyone safe? He felt better that Harry had gone out of his way for his friends and the people he considered family. Speaking of which, he was enraged how Ron had been faking a friendship for money. He said to his gran, "It is really nice of him to do so. Is Ronald Weasley not getting a wand because of the payments he received from Dumbledore?"
"Yes. We decided it was better not to end the friendship right away. We will keep him at arm's length. Getting him a second, powerful wand when we are not sure if he has Harry's best interests in his heart would be a foolish thing to do. If Mr. Weasley continues to get paid, our goblin friends will let us know. We just have to make sure that we don't speak much in front of him", replied Augusta.
"Sounds like a brilliant plan", said Neville. "I will try to get closer to Harry once I return. He will need good, trustworthy friends inside the castle as well."
"Yes, though I think Harry has already thought of it. He had a plan and we all agreed to it. He will inform everyone after the wands are made", replied Augusta. Looking at the time, she said, "It is almost time. Come on, we need to get to Ollivanders." Neville nodded and followed his grandmother to exit the manor via floo.
As soon as they had entered the wandmaker's shop, Mr. Ollivander said, "Good morning, Lady Dowager Longbottom, Mr. Longbottom. I presume you are here for Mr. Longbottom's wand, though I thought you'd be here two years ago. Never mind, we can fix him up right away."
"Hello, Mr. Ollivander", said Augusta. "You're right. We are here for Neville's wand. He was using his father's wand. I recently remembered that the wand chooses the wizard and brought Neville here at the earliest opportunity."
"Yes, the wand always chooses the wizard", said Ollivander and rummaged through the shelves and brought out numerous wands. Neville tried one wand after the other and nothing seemed to match him. Around an hour and fifty wands later, Mr. Ollivander could sense Neville's fear. He said, "Don't worry, Mr. Longbottom. We will find you a wand no matter how long it takes. There are many more wands you haven't tried yet." Neville's mood seemed to have gotten better at Ollivander's statement. The old wandmaker brought out five more boxes and placed them on the table. The wand selection process had continued for another fifteen minutes in vain when Ollivander brought out a very dusty box. Taking the wand out from the box, he offered it to Neville.
Neville grasped the wand and immediately felt warm. The wand didn't have a negative reaction to him. When he waved it slightly, sparks flew from the wand. Neville said, "The wand feels warm and good in my hand. It is as if the wand is happy to be in my hand."
"That means the wand has chosen you, Mr. Longbottom", replied Mr. Ollivander. He continued, "This wand is unique in nature. It is made out of poplar wood which is rarely used anymore due to the complexity in crafting. My father and I have never crafted a poplar wood wand. This one was made by my grandfather and happens to be the last one remaining. Poplar wand wielders have been considered to be the ones with integrity. The core is a hippogriff feather. This wand will require respect, nobility and integrity of the wielder. I am yet to come across a Longbottom who has been anything otherwise. This wand is very powerful, Mr. Longbottom. Look after it well."
"Thank you, Mr. Ollivander", began Neville. "I will treat it with utmost care."
"Good", said Ollivander. "The wand will be fifteen galleons as it has two rare components."
"Here you go", said Augusta and handed over the gold to Mr. Ollivander. "We must be off, Mr. Ollivander. Good day."
"Good day to you too, Lady Dowager Longbottom", replied Ollivander. Augusta and Neville left the shop and apparated to Hogsmeade.
Courtroom Ten, British Ministry of Magic
3:00 P.M.
Albus Dumbledore was seated on the highchair of the Chief Warlock. He looked around saw that the courtroom was almost full. The vacant seats belonged to the ones that hadn't been claimed for years. He could understand the reason behind the high attendance. An emergency session hadn't been called since the end of the war. He was sure most of them were curious to find out the reason behind the call for the emergency session. Without wasting anymore time, he began the proceedings, "Good afternoon to the esteemed members of the Wizengamot. We are gathered in these hallowed halls of our land upon the request of Lady Regent Bones, the Head of Department of Magical Law Enforcement. Without any further ado, I request Madam Bones to proceed with the session."
Bowing her head, Amelia got up from her seat and proceeded to the center of the courtroom. "Thank you, Chief Warlock. Yesterday afternoon, I was informed about a grave misjustice that was carried out on November 1, 1981", said Amelia looking at Dumbledore who paled at her statement. Oh yes, I am talking about Sirius Black, you fool, thought Amelia. She continued, "Alerted by the information and the nature of the case, I came to the ministry, on a Sunday, mind you, and dug through the records. I was surprised to find that the informant had been correct. I vowed to myself to right the wrongs. The fact that the actual culprit was also captured last night makes this job way easier, to be honest. May I introduce to the subjects of the trial today, wrongfully imprisoned Sirius Orion Black and once thought to be dead, but very much alive, Peter Benjamin Pettigrew."
The members began to whisper among themselves as the door opened and both the wizards were brought in. They were led straight to the accused chairs. Amelia continued, "I would like to point out that Sirius Black was never given a trial. You are a proud bunch belonging to the noble houses and nobody batted an eyelid that the heir of one of the oldest houses was imprisoned without a trial. You people disgust me."
"It was war, Madam Bones", replied one of the lords.
"We know Sirius Black is a criminal. All the Blacks were", said another.
"Lord Macmillan, was it?", questioned Amelia. "I assure you that you couldn't have said that statement if Lord Arcturus Black was here. I am sure you will be asking for Sirius' forgiveness by the end of the session. Might I also remind you that the worst of the criminals were given a trial. Whether Sirius is a criminal or not would be clear after the trial. Why don't you keep your thoughts to yourself till that or I swear that I will not hesitate to throw you out of the room." The man paled at Amelia's retort and kept quiet. The other members of Wizengamot followed suit. They knew better than crossing Amelia Bones.
"I propose that we hold both the trials simultaneously", said Augusta Longbottom.
"I second the motion", said Lord Cyrus Greengrass. It was well known that the Greengrass family had been a part of Potter-Bones-Longbottom alliance.
"Let us put the matter to a vote", said Albus. After the votes were cast and tallied, he continued, "The motion passes. You may proceed Madam Bones."
"Thank you, Chief Warlock", said Amelia and grinned. "Do you have a solicitor to represent you, Mr. Black?"
"He does", said Ted rising from the public gallery and proceeding towards the center of the courtroom. He placed his briefcase on the table and pulled out a few sheafs of parchment. "Esteemed members of the Wizengamot, my client would like to testify under veritaserum", said Ted laying his parchments on the table. Turning to Dumbledore, he asked with a smirk, "Contrary to the popular belief, a testimony under vertiserum is acceptable in the court if the DMLE requests it, isn't it Chief Warlock?"
"It is, Mr. Tonks", said Dumbledore. "However, I don't think DMLE needs it."
"Oh, we want both their testimonies under veritaserum", replied Amelia smiling. "We want to make sure that we don't repeat my predecessor's mistakes."
Realizing his futility in his attempt, Dumbledore said, "Very well. You may proceed with it."
Before the aurors on guard could dose Peter and Sirius with veritaserum, Ted turned to Dumbledore and said, "I would like to request that Chief Warlock Dumbledore recuse himself from today's proceedings. He was the Chief Warlock when my client was falsely incarcerated. I request the same for Lord Crouch of Noble House of Crouch as he was the Head of DMLE then."
"Seconded", said Augusta.
"The DMLE is of the same belief as well", said Amelia.
"Very well, I shall recuse myself from the post of Chief Warlock for today's proceedings", said Dumbledore in a resigned manner. He left his seat and moved to the public gallery. Bartemius Crouch Senior followed him as well.
Cornelius Fudge, not to be left behind in a historic trial, rose from his seat and said, "I believe it is fair to say that Madam Griselda Marchbanks should take up the role of Interim Chief Witch for today's proceedings. She has a well-known sense of justice and righteousness, and is impartial."
"Agreed", said Ted.
The Wizengamot was unanimous to accept the decision. Madam Marchbanks took the highchair. She looked at Amelia and said, "You may proceed dosing the accused."
The aurors on guard dosed Peter and Sirius with veritaserum. After the truth serum had taken effect, Amelia said, "I would request Mr. Tonks to question both of them first. If the DMLE feels to add anything, we will do so."
Nodding his agreement, Ted walked towards Peter and began his questioning.
"State your name."
"Peter Benjamin Pettigrew."
"State your date of birth."
"March 21, 1960."
"What house were you in at Hogwarts?"
"Gryffindor."
"Let the identity of the accused be confirmed", Ted addressed to the Wizengamot members. He turned to Peter and continued, "Who was the Secret Keeper to the Potters' hiding place?"
"S-S-S-I was."
"Was Sirius Black ever the Secret Keeper?"
"Y-Y-No. He never was. James and Sirius thought they could prank the Dark Lord and asked me to be the Secret Keeper. Albus Dumbledore agreed with their plan."
"Are you a Death Eater?"
"N-N-Yes. The Dark Lord promised me great power and the Potter fortune for my help in delivering the Potters to him."
"Why did you frame Sirius Black?"
"I was scared. The Dark Lord was gone, and I knew I would be imprisoned if I was caught. I framed Sirius for my escape."
"Did Sirius kill those muggles?"
"Y-Ye-No. I did. It created a diversion for me to cut my finger and transform into a rat."
The Wizengamot members whispered and murmured among themselves. Most of them couldn't believe that they had actually honored the murderer.
Turning his back to Peter, Ted said, "I do not have any more questions for him. I have a couple of them for my client." He picked up a parchment and proceeded towards Sirius.
"Order, order", shouted Marchbanks to silence the courtroom.
Ted began his questioning. "Please state your full name and your title."
"Lord Sirius Orion Black, Head of the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Black."
The members of the Wizengamot paled at his answer. They had put a Lord of one of the Most Ancient and Most Noble Houses in prison without a care. Ted turned to the members and said, "Let it be noted that Lord Black couldn't have claimed to be Lord Black if he was a convicted criminal." Turning to Sirius, he continued, "What is your date of birth?"
"November 3, 1959."
"Which house were you in at Hogwarts?"
"Gryffindor."
"Let the identity of my client be confirmed", Ted addressed to the Wizengamot members. He turned to Sirius and continued, "Who was the Secret Keeper to the Potters hiding place?"
"Peter Pettigrew."
"Did you kill those muggles?"
"No."
"Were you ever a Death Eater?"
"No."
Ted turned to the Wizengamot members and said, "I have no more questions. Based on the testimonies, I request my client be released with appropriate compensation and Peter Pettigrew be thrown into my client's old cell."
Amelia stood up from her seat and said, "The DMLE has no questions and accepts Mr. Tonks' request."
"Very well, you may give the antidote to the accused wizards", said Madam Marchbanks. The aurors proceeded to do so.
"I propose to drop all the charges against Lord Black", said Minister Fudge.
"I second", said Lord McKinnon.
The motion passed unanimously. Nobody wanted to be seen standing against Lord Black's freedom. Madam Marchbanks moved the proceedings forward, "This body has decided to drop all the charges against Lord Sirius Orion Black and declares him free. Moreover, Lord Black must be paid a sum of 10,000 galleons for every month he was illegally incarcerated by the Ministry. The Order of Merlin bestowed upon Peter Benjamin Pettigrew is to be hereby rescinded. He is, as of today, sentenced to Azkaban for life. If the DMLE accepts, he can be placed into Lord Black's old cell."
"It is acceptable, Chief Witch Marchbanks", said Ted. The aurors on guard stunned Peter and dragged him away from the hall. Sirius left the accused chair and joined his solicitor at the center of the courtroom. Ted continued, "My client would like to reunite with his godson, Harry James Potter. It is my client's wish to know where Harry Potter is and who his current guardians are."
Dumbledore replied from the public gallery, "Pardon my interruption, Madam Marchbanks, but I don't believe it is the right time to be discussing the guardianship of young Mr. Potter. The most important fact is that he is safe and happy with his current guardians."
"Mr. Dumbledore", began Ted turning towards Dumbledore. "If I recall correctly, you were asked to recuse yourself from today's proceedings. As you are just a spectator, I don't believe you have the right to interrupt the proceedings unless a question is directed your way." Turning to Madam Marchbanks, he said, "I believe the guardianship of Harry Potter should be handed over to my client, as he is his godfather."
"Permission to speak, Chief Witch", said Sirius.
"Permission granted, Lord Black", said Madam Marchbanks.
"First and foremost, thank you for being fair in your judgement", began Sirius. "I would like to remind everyone present in this hall that in case of demise of a minor's parents, the godparent is automatically declared the minor's guardian. If for some reason, the said godparent is incapable of looking after the minor, the said minor is placed under the guardianship of one of the listed candidates in their parents' will. I was a witness to Lord Potter's Final Will and I recall him putting down a list of names. Is my godson a ward of any of those people?"
"The Potter Will was sealed by Chief Warlock Dumbledore soon after Lord and Lady Potter's deaths", said Madam Marchbanks.
Dumbledore, who had been furious, began another attempt, "Chief Witch Marchbanks, I sealed the Will to protect young Mr. Potter from any attempts on his life. I believe it is better it stays that way until Mr. Potter reaches the age of his majority."
"Mr. Dumbledore", began Sirius in an icy cold voice. "Address my godson as a man of his station should be addressed. Do not forget, he is the heir to two of the six Most Ancient and Most Noble Houses and two of the Ancient and Most Noble Houses by birth. He is also my only heir at the moment, which makes him Heir Black as well. You will do well to never forget that." The entire Wizengamot shuddered at the information. Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived, was the strongest political member of the Wizengamot and the godson of Lord Black. The fact that their Chief Warlock had drawn the ire of Lord Black couldn't be too good. Sirius' voice grew colder with his next words, "If the Potter Wills aren't opened in the next ten minutes, I swear in the name of Merlin that I will call all the debts owed to the House of Black and remove all of its resources from Magical Britain in the next twenty-four hours." The entire Wizengamot paled at the declaration. Everyone knew that the Blacks were one of the richest families. If the entire Black fortune was removed from Magical Britain, she would be brought to her knees.
"House of Longbottom will follow House of Black. Houses of Potter and Longbottom have been allies for centuries. House of Longbottom cannot stand the injustice against House of Potter any longer", said Augusta.
"So will the House of Bones", declared Amelia Bones.
The Wizengamot looked flabbergasted. Three of the richest and oldest families had declared to withdraw from Britain. The fact that they were doing so for the Wills of two other oldest families was not lost on them either. Lord Greengrass said, "As will the House of Greengrass." One by one, all of the Potter-Bones-Longbottom alliance members had pledged their support.
Cornelius was staring at the proceedings in horror. He loved being the Minister but if he or the Wizengamot didn't do anything soon, there won't be a Britain to be the Minister of. Once again, he rose from his seat to save the day and said, "I propose the Potter Wills be unsealed." With a vast majority, the motion was passed. One of the ministry members was sent to fetch the Wills.
The Wills were unsealed and presented to the Chief Witch. Before she could read, Ted said, "The complete content of the Wills is not to be read in front of everyone. Only the beneficiaries are meant to know about it. I request you to read the section pertaining to guardianship alone."
Agreeing to Ted, Madam Marchbanks began:
My wife and I request that in the event of our passing, the guardianship of our son go to the following, in that order:
Sirius Orion Black, Godfather as per godparent ritual, blood adopted father.
Alice Longbottom, Godmother as per godparent ritual
Frank Longbottom, Family friend and ally
Remus Lupin, Honorary uncle, Family friend and ally
Amelia Bones, Family friend and ally
Andromeda Tonks, Family friend
Ted Tonks, Family friend
Xenophilius Lovegood, Family friend
Pandorra Lovegood, Family friend
Minerva McGonagall, Honorary grandmother, James' godmother, family friend and ally
If the above mentioned people are incapable of taking over the guardianship of our son, he has to be placed in a Wizard Family, if they satisfy the mentioned conditions: the family must be an ally of The Potter-Bones-Longbottom Alliance, the family must employ personnel required to train Harry James Potter to be a man his station requires him to be, the family mustn't have a Death Eater friend, and the family must be cleared by Gringotts to have had no shady dealings.
Under no circumstance should my son be placed under the care of Vernon Dursley and Petunia Dursley, my wife's mundane relatives. Neither do they like magic nor will they be able to provide the means for my child's care and upbringing.
Under no circumstances should Albus Dumbledore become my child's magical guardian. We deem him unfit for looking after our child because we don't feel he has the best interests of our son in his mind.
Whoever assumes the guardianship of my son, shall be paid 3000 galleons a month that should be spent on the upbringing of my child alone. If my child, upon blood test by the goblins, seems to have issues due to neglect, all the money taken for upbringing must be returned.
The pin drop silence that was held during the reading broke with a series of murmurs and whispers. Sirius asked, "Again, where is my son and who is his magical guardian?"
Augusta Longbottom rose from her seat and said, "Lord Black, my grandson, Neville Longbottom, told me that Heir Potter was raised in a muggle household by his mother's sister and her husband. Heir Potter doesn't even know who his magical guardian is."
Amelia butted in, "Headmaster Dumbledore is his magical guardian as per Ministry's and Hogwarts' records." The Wizengamot members lost it all at this statement. Not only had the entire body played a role in sealing the Will, but Harry Potter had also been placed with the very people he was not supposed to be with.
"I request that my client be given the guardianship of his son, as is his right", said Ted addressing the Chief Witch.
In a last-ditch attempt, Albus attacked Sirius' ill-health due to dementor exposure. "Sorry for my interruption, Madam Marchbanks, but Lord Black has been in the presence of dementors for far too long. I don't think he is currently capable of taking care of his son. Lord Black must be cleared by a healer and a mind healer before assuming the guardianship of Heir Potter", said Dumbeldore with a smug smile. He knew the people in Magical Britain loved their Boy-Who-Lived. It was only fair to use his fame for Dumbledore's machinations.
Ted replied, "That is one thing my client and I agree with." Dumbledore's smile grew wider, but Ted's next words wiped it off his face. "That is why my client has agreed to take up the role of magical guardian while Heir Potter's guardianship is shared among all the other listed candidates. Each of the listed people want to help Lord Black with Heir's Potter guardianship."
Madam Marchbanks replied, "Very well, in that case, Lord Black is named as Heir Potter's magical guardian. All the listed people who are capable will help Lord Black in taking care of Heir Potter. Heir Potter may request for a change in guardianship arrangement if he doesn't like the current one. Are there any more things to be discussed today?" When nothing was brought forward, she said, "The session is now dismissed." Sirius and Ted left the hall immediately closely followed by Amelia Bones and Augusta Longbottom.
Albus Dumbledore was left seething in anger. He had not only been blindsided about the trial, but he had also lost the guardianship of Harry James Potter and his hands on the massive fortune in one go. He couldn't even get to Sirius after the trial to talk to him as he had left the hall immediately after the trial. Dumbledore recalled Madam Marchbanks' verdict. She had said that Heir Potter may request for a change in guardianship. Perhaps it was time to convince Heir Potter. Dumbledore cursed himself. When had he started to address Harry as Heir Potter? Anyway, it wouldn't do any good to waste anymore time. He needed to get hold of Harry before the news of today's session hit the Daily Prophet. With a smirk on his face, Dumbledore left for his office via floo.
The smirk was wiped off his face as soon as he stepped into his office. It was replaced with an expression of confusion and anger. Many things were missing from his office. The trinkets and small objects he had on the shelf next to his desk were gone. So was the pensieve cabinet. He stared at his private library in horror. Half of the ancient and rare tomes were gone. He asked Fawkes, "Did anyone step into my office while I was gone?" Fawkes trilled in a tone that meant the old wizard was out of his mind. "Ah, yes. I had forgotten that I had locked every entrance before I left. I still don't understand why these things alone are missing..", paused Dumbledore in his muse. His eyes widened as realization hit him. All the things that were missing had one thing in common. They were taken from Harry's vaults on the premise of his guardianship. Could it be that he had lost his rights to them as soon as he lost Harry's magical guardianship?
Dumbledore called for Wes, a Hogwarts house-elf, and asked him about the things that were missing. The house-elf's reply confirmed his suspicion. All the things that he had removed from Harry's vaults had now gone missing. The trunk from the vault of Ravenclaw, the golden throne, the expensive china and other utensils, all gone. Dumbledore was seething with anger. He looked at the elf and said, "Can you bring me dinner in my office? I don't feel like going down to the Great Hall."
The elf replied, "I can. What yous be eating in? The china dishes be gone."
Dumbledore stared at the elf in anger who cowered. He sighed and said, "In one of the normal dishes. Similar to the ones other staff eat in." He thought for a moment and asked, "What has been done for my chair in the Great Hall?"
"Wes be putting up a replica of yous chair", replied the elf.
"Thank you, Wes. You are dismissed", said Dumbledore, faking a smile. The elf bowed and disappeared. Dumbledore screamed expletives at the top of his lungs as he went purple with rage. Fawkes, seeing his master in despair, did what Dumbledore did best. He left Dumbledore to deal with it and disappeared from the office. Dumbledore decided that it would be futile to hold a discussion with Harry in his current mental state. At least he still had the gold he had taken. He would have to pay the three Weasleys from it. Deciding to talk to Harry the next day during lunch hour, he sat down for dinner.