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SynBen28: The answer to your first question was because she was a bad spy, she's eleven years old (also because I had decided on it shortly after writing those scenes) and the answer to your second is because Dumbledore knows that Harry broke out the prisoners from Azkaban plus he had 'captured' her earlier.

Hm: Chapter 32

Calamity: The next time I finish a story I'll be holding a vote on my pat-reon site for what story I'll do next, if enough people vote for the werewolf option then I'll do it.

Last Divine Shadow: Yeah but Harry holds a special grudge against him.

kyllyboy: Thanks :)

Chapter 34 -

Harry calmly sat at the Slytherin table, looking around the hall, watching as the students excitedly talked with each other, today was supposed to be the day that the two other schools arrived. He glanced at the table and saw that the teachers there (with the exception of Snape who for an 'unknown' reason was in the hospital wing, suffering from explosive diarrhea) had done their best to make themselves look nice and as professional with the exception of Dumbledore, although it was possible that the old wizard really did think that his bright purple, star-covered robes were his best.

Speaking of Dumbledore, Harry couldn't help but notice the twinkle in the old man's eyes, clearly, Dumbledore clearly had something planned and Harry couldn't wait to see it blow up in his face.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Dumbledore said with a bright smile as he stood up, he waited for a few moments so that every pair of eyes in the hall were aimed at him. "I believe that our guests have arrived."

Dumbledore smiled brightly as he looked around the hall, his eyes had briefly locked with Harry Potter's emerald orbs but he quickly looked away, allowing his gaze to sweep over the rest of the hall. Soon the Tri-Wizard tournament would start, and he could use it to rid the world of its latest dark lord, Harry Potter. He had originally petitioned for the tournament to be brought back to life and come to Hogwarts about three years ago with the intention of using it to toughen up young Harry and teach him to overcome adversity.

But now he would use it to save the wizarding world, it pained him to have to arrange the death of a child but it had to be done. He couldn't allow another dark lord to rise up, Grindelwald and Voldemort were more than enough, thank you very much. It was possible that the prophecy would prevent Harry's death since it wouldn't be at the hands of Voldemort but it wouldn't prevent Harry from being severely injured, perhaps so bad that Voldemort would be able to kill him with minimal effort. If that happened then Dumbledore could capitalize and deal with Voldemort once and for all.

As an added bonus he had brought an old friend of his to teach at Hogwarts, none other than Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody, a world-famous auror and one of Dumbledore's oldest living friends. He would instruct Mad-Eye to keep an eye on the boy during classes, to keep watch on him and note all that he could. Dumbledore wanted as much proof as possible that Harry was a dark wizard, after Harry's death he would give the public a week or two to mourn the loss of the young boy-who-lived, son of James and Lily Potter before he would slowly and gently reveal the truth. The simple truth is that Harry was sadly an evil wizard, intent on subjugating their women and who knows what else?

"Ah, allow me to introduce the beautiful and intelligent ladies of Beauxbatons Academy from France," Dumbledore said. "along with their headmistress Madame Maxime." He added, pointing towards the great hall entrance just as the doors opened. The first person to walk through the door was a massive woman, possibly the only person the students would ever see in person that was taller than Hagrid. She had short hair and was dressed in seemingly very expensive jewelry and clothes.

"Bleeding heck." Harry heard Nott whisper to himself before the hall went silent as the Beauxbaton students followed the tall woman in. The students were dressed in simple but expensive-looking blue robes, and all of them were fairly good-looking students, drawing the eyes of the others in the hall, especially a blonde girl at the front. The girl, blue-eyed and blonde-haired, walked with a grace that was almost as enviable as her looks.

"Whoa, she has to be a veela." Draco decided, staring at the girl with an open mouth along with pretty much every other boy in the hall with the exception of one.

"She is," Harry confirmed after Daphne brought Draco back to reality with a slap on his head. "her name is Fleur Delacour, you'll be seeing a lot of her this year so please try to gain at least a modicum of self-control," Harry said, rolling his eyes before catching Fleur's gaze, a small smirk briefly appeared on her lips before vanishing as she pulled her attention away from him.

"Ah, Dumbly-door." Madam Maxime greeted Dumbledore as she arrived at the front of the hall.

"My dear lady," Dumbledore planted a kiss on her outstretched hand before gesturing her students to take a seat at the Ravenclaw table while Madam Maxime took her seat at the teacher's table. "and now allow me the pleasure of introducing Headmaster Igor Karkaroff and the students of Durmstrang." Dumbledore pointed to the entrance hall just as the students and headmaster of Durmstrang walked into the hall. Igor Karkaroff was dressed in expensive white furs and jewelry, he was tall and had a goatee that curled at the bottom, his look was ruined by the fact that his teeth were yellower than a crayon drawn sun and Harry was pretty sure that his breath was even worse.

"Look! Look! It's Krum! It's Victor Krum!" The gushing voice of Ronald Weasley was heard by pretty much everyone across the hall as the Durmstrang students followed Karkaroff down the hall. Victor Krum, a surly-faced boy with plenty of muscles, was walking right alongside the headmaster, which was quite noticeable given that the other students were a few feet behind them. Krum, despite his young age, was already a world-famous quidditch player, hence why pretty much every pair of eyes in the room was on him. Krum winced slightly at Ron's words but otherwise ignored him and ignored the following words that spewed out of the redhead's mouth. "Make room, make room!" Ron quickly pushed his fellow Gryffindor's down the table so that there was a spot for Krum. "Sit here! Sit here!" Ron whisper-shouted towards Krum who acted like he hadn't heard him despite the fact that Ron's voice had been heard by everyone in the hall.

"Dumbledore!" Headmaster Karkaroff said with a bright smile as he hugged Dumbledore like they were old friends. "It's good to see you."

"You too, Igor," Dumbledore said with a smile. "it's a pleasure to house you and your students. Now, they can sit over with..." Dumbledore trailed off as he saw that the Durmstrang students were following Victor Krum to the Slytherin table. He paled slightly as he watched Krum stop next to Harry Potter of all people, he watched as Harry stood up to face Krum. For a moment he wondered what was going to happen, was Krum going to fight Harry? His eyes widened and his jaw dropped when he saw Krum and Harry embrace each other in a hug. He caught Harry's gaze and his heart sunk deeper when he saw the grin on the little devil child's face. Once the hug had finished he saw Harry and Krum sit down together like old friends while the rest of the Durmstrang students sat at the Slytherin table, Dumbledore felt his heart start to beat quicker, had he just given Harry Potter more members for his army?

"It's good to see you again, Victor," Harry whispered to Krum once Dumbledore started speaking again about the tournament.

"Likewise, Master," Krum whispered back.

"Don't call me that in public, not yet anyway," Harry replied. "how's your family?"

"Continuing to do your work," Victor replied, his English was nearly perfect and it was only his accent that stopped people from believing that he had spoken it his whole life. "their health is fine and my mother is expecting another baby."

"I guess congratulations are in order then," Harry smiled at him. "did you bring my gift with you?" He asked.

"No," Krum said apologetically, shaking his head. "my father and I agreed that it was better for it to remain in my home country and that I could get another one from you when I came here. However, if that is a problem then I can have him send it back."

"No, you made a good decision, allowing it to continue working. Though I do wish that you would have asked me first," Harry groused. "for all you know it's a long and hard process to make one."

"Oh, I am sorry, my...friend," Krum said, correcting himself at the last moment. "I did not mean..."

"It's fine, I'll repay you by giving you two more." Harry cut him off, causing Krum to pale slightly. "Now, pay attention to the headmaster, keep your face as neutral as possible," Harry ordered, Krum obeyed and looked towards the headmaster along with the other students. After a couple of minutes of listening to Dumbledore, Harry looked around before averting his gaze back towards Dumbledore. Under the table, Harry opened up his left hand and allowed the palm to face upwards, the palm split open from the middle and a trio of small, red spiders climbed out before the palm sealed itself shut.

The spiders leaped off of Harry's hand and onto Krum's leg, slowly they climbed up his leg and went under Krum's shirt, they climbed up to his chest before burrowing themselves into his skin. Krum winced as this happened before he could stop himself but quickly schooled his face back into a neutral expression, once the spiders had entered his body he shifted slightly as he felt his skin heal itself.

"T...thank you," Krum whispered.

"Spread them," Harry replied. "look to your schoolmates and see which ones of them would be most helpful to our cause."

"Of course," Krum nodded. "and what of my headmaster?" He asked.

"I am undecided at the moment," Harry answered. "we'll just have to see how much he annoys me."

"Um...my lord," Draco said in a quiet voice as he and the other Slytherin's walked back towards the common room. "I...um...I don't suppose that..."

"Yes, Draco," Harry said in an amused voice as he rolled his eyes, joined by Isabella who was holding Harry's arm as she walked alongside him. "I will allow you to meet Victor Krum."

"Really?" Draco's eyes lit up. "You'll let me meet Krum?!" He asked with all of the excitement of a five-year-old child.

"I did just say that, did I not?" Harry asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes!" Draco grinned. "Oh, I can't wait to show this off to Weasley." His grin got bigger as he thought about how red Weasley would turn.

"You're being very nice to him," Isabella commented, not that Draco noticed as his mind became preoccupied with thoughts about getting Krum's autograph.

"Maybe I've just gotten soft," Harry shrugged. "but I figured it would be nice to give him something, especially given what I do to his aunt and mother," Harry smirked before leaning his head closer to Isabella. "not to mention what I do his sister." He whispered into her ear.

"You feel free to keep doing those things as many times as you want." Isabella grinned up at him.

"Oh, I'm really glad that you invited me to do this." Tonks grinned as she held a beater's bat while following Harry down the hallway to Professor Snape's office.

"Oh, it's not a problem," Harry told her with a smile on his face. "plus I think that by doing this I'll be getting thanked by your mother and aunties, we'll definitely have to show Bellatrix a memory of this."

"Not to mention that I'm going to thank you a lot as well," Tonks purred as she lightly bumped Harry's shoulder with her own. "Snape's been on my 'bloody kill that bastard already' list for so long."

"You have a 'bloody kill that bastard already' list?" Harry asked in an amused voice.

"Yep," Tonks said, sounding somewhat proud. "had it ever since my first lesson with Snape," She added before helpfully adding her next words. "he's first on the list." She nodded as if she had just gifted him with the most sacred knowledge in the known universe.

"I imagine he's on a great many people's list," Harry smirked.

"True," Tonks agreed. "so...how are your plans doing?" She asked.

"Good, so far," Harry nodded. "I know that Dumbledore is planning something. He's really cute when he tries." Harry's lips thinned as he held back the urge to laugh. "I'm almost tempted to be nice to him and let one of his plans work."

"Really?" Tonks laughed.

"Almost," Harry repeated with a grin just before they arrived outside of Snape's office. "now, go and have your fun, I'll obliviate him after you're done." He held the door open for her, gesturing her to go inside.

"You're such a gentleman," She gave him a quick kiss on the lips before walking into the office with a bounce in her steps. "hi Snape!" Harry heard her voice call just as he was about to close the door. Before the door closed he was able to hear Snape's voice.

"What are you doing in my office? You pink-haired...OW! ME KNEES!"