Meant to post this earlier but I got locked out for some reason.

"Unbelievable! That idiotic God is such a pain! He might not have bene a rogue but he was still annoying as hell. I get that he had a message, but the fact that he put us all through absolute hell to give it to me makes me want to rip him apart!" Three days later Hadrian was ranting to Neville, Hermione, and three members of the order.

Everyone had finally recovered from Apollo's assault. Sticking to his trickster nature, the whole thing was a dumb prank to pass on a grim warning of what was to come.

"If you won't leave then I guess it's time to kill you." Hadrian yells as his whole body was cloaked in blinding white lightning as he activated one of the authority he stole from Zeus." Around him several Garuda like warriors wielding weapons made of lightning also appeared.

He combined the authorities of Circe and Zeus and prepared for whatever's gonna happen.

"Halt God Slayer. I have not come to fight you. I have merely come in good faith to pass on a dire fate which involves everyone here."

Although part of what he said was very important, the fact that he was flaring his godly aura, which scorched through the rest of their defenses and made it hard for even him to stand and burnt up his warriors, made it very hard to believe him.

"Oh really if that's true then what's the hell with all the damned fan fare? We had less trouble dealing with that annoying -not telling-."

"As we've already discussed, although his warning was extremely vague and has numerous holes, it is also possible that he may have been exaggerating boss." The elderly member of the cloaked trio says as he passed around the papers with what little data they'd been able to gather in short time.

"True, it's definitely a possibility, but then again maybe not. Annoying trickster he may be, as a prophet god our only chances are hoping that he only left some details out. Considering the lengths he went through who knows. If he ever shows up again I won't hesitate to destroy him."

"If that's so then we should try spreading out our network to prepare. Speaking of," the rest of what she was saying was drowned out by her muttering. They knew it was best not to bother her when she got like that.

After confirming a few more things the trio disappeared with simultaneous flashes of fire.

"Change of plans, they die first." Hadrian growls out as they enter the Great Hall for dinner. In front of them was his idiot brother and his former father making yet another spectacle, with the old goat molester egging them on.

"Like I said before that stupid pretender is just another nobody. I'm the real hero who scared off that dumb ghost as I said I would. That idiot is no king just ano-" whatever the idiot was about to say was cut off by Hadrian appearing behind him in a flash of lightning and slamming his head through the table and five feet into the floor.

Neville knocked out James by hitting the back of his neck with the flat of his blade. Goat muncher was silenced by one of Hermione's talismans when he wasn't looking.

"You never learn dumbass." Hadrian said as he kicked him through the doors. "You might want to go heal your idiot. That spell won't fade for another month. Unfortunately a teacher needs to talk so it can't be as permanent as I'd like. If they wake up you should make sure your dogs learn to keep their mouths shut. Be glad I'm being extremely lenient." He said as he threw James one handedly through what was left of the doors.

He was already annoyed from the reports he received earlier but dealing with the major nuisances heled alleviate it at least a little.

As fitting for-

"As fitting for someone who kills gods for a living. Beating people up really is the best relief." Hadrian nearly collapsed in annoyance anime style as an all too familiar voice spoke up from behind him.

"Why am I not surprised you're here. What part of the words "State Secret" do you not get you dumb blonde." He said without turning around and sees the Golden Dawn's ace and Neville's teacher -still not telling-.

"Teacher." Neville said politely but even the most densest first year could see that his entire body was trembling. If he weren't mad Hadrian would make a joke. Hermione was feeling the same but had no qualms about showing her amusement.

At least until "Oh my," at the sound of the newcomer Hermione's whole body began trembling and sweat appeared all over her face, "seems someone's being naughty. It's about time though my pupil."

"Please stop teasing her or else she'll pass out, again. I should've known the both of you were appear. Seems headquarters aren't going to take any risks with this, although some warning would've been well warranted. I'm going to have words with Metro later. Head to my quarters before we send half the school to the trauma ward." He said with a face palm as you didn't need divination to know the direction of the next few weeks will go.

As per usual he was right on the money. Although no one knew what was going to happen on Halloween. It ended up dealing with pain faster than he wanted.

In barged the idiot stutterer followed by a fully grown mountain troll on his heels.

Being the extraordinarily useless moron everyone with half a brain could tell he is, passed out right in front of the teacher's table, although he was obviously faking as he fell forward.

"What a tool. Neville end this quickly with that." He said with emphasis on the last word.

With a nod Neville vanished on the spot. He appeared mid air just above the troll and after sticking his hand in a magic circle and after saying "Ame No Murakumo no Tsurugi, unsheathe," a black sword appeared coated in lightning.

He sent a simple slash of lightning which beheaded the beast with little effort, and also cauterized the wound so their was no blood splatter, something they were all thankful for since it stunk more than a mountain of zombies rotting in the desert during a drought and a heat wave.

"Now that that's over, let's end this game." Coating himself in lightning he reappeared over Quirrel's downed form and stomped on the back of his head. "Get up faker you ain't fooling anyone. Liable Tempest." A small tornado of wind formed under his foot and bound the body. "It's time for you to answer some questions, Voldemort." With a snap of his fingers Dumbledore found himself similarly restrained. "You too old man. You'll both be coming with me back to my headquarters for intense interrogation and torture."

With a flash of blinding lightning the five, six if you counted the disembodied spirit, disappeared. Leaving a heavily stunned and confused audience with the towering corpse.