Hey everyone, this fanfic is King Arthur (Saber Prototype) reborn as Harry Potter. Merlin (Prototype) and female Mordred will be in this. Harry will be using Excalibur Proto, Avalon, and Rhongomynaid. Thanks to Dannyrockon122 for letting me use some of his Ultraman Wizard for this. Btw and I am looking for a fanfic I read a while back. I can't remember the name, summary, or most of it, but I remember that a portrait of the Black family orders Kreacher to help Harry in his first year or second year I think. In it Sirius was given his freedom I can't remember how but it was legal, and he didn't contact Harry and he told Andromeda that he was going to end the Black family and he killed Kreacher which made Harry angry. I think what I remember was correct so if anyone knows the fanfic I am talking about can you please tell me the name so I can read it again?
In the Great Hall, Robert Charles Potter, The Boy Who Lived son of James and Lilly Potter, is a chubby boy with his mother's red hair, his father's brown eyes wearing a Gryffindor uniform was sitting at Gryffindor table with his best mate Ron Weasley.
Ronald "Ron" Billius Weasley has inherited the typical Weasley family traits: fiery red hair and a freckled complexion, blue eyes, a long nose, and were being very tall and skinny, with big hands and feet wearing a Hogwarts Gryffindor uniform.
"I can't believe The Headmaster canceled quidditch because of this tournament, Mate?" Ron asked Robert as he looked at a bit miffed by the cancelation of his favorite sport.
"I know, but this tournament does offer us a chance for more fame and glory." Robert stated arrogantly as he looked at Ronald with a smug and arrogant look, causing Ronald to mirrored his friend.
Everyone in the Hall, judging by the constantly craning necks, the impatient expressions on every face, the fidgeting, and then standing up to see whether Dumbledore had finished eating yet, Robert (Albeit reluctantly) wanted the plates to clear, and to hear who had been selected as champions.
Long last, the golden plates returned to their original spotless state; there was a sharp upswing in the level of noise within the Hall, which died away almost instantly as Dumbledore got to his feet. On either side of him, Professor Karkaroff and Madame Maxime looked as tense and expectant as anyone. Ludo Bagman was beaming and winking at various students. Mr. Crouch, however, seemed relatively uninterested, almost bored.
"Well, the goblet is almost ready to make its decision. I estimate that it requires one more minute. Now, when the champions' names are called, I would ask them to please come up to the top of the Hall, walk along with the staff table, and go through into the next chamber. Where they will be receiving their first instructions. "- Dumbledore said as The Ancient Wizard indicated the door behind the staff table.
He took out his wand and gave a tremendous sweeping wave with it; at once, all the candles except those inside the carved pumpkins were extinguished, plunging them into a state of semidarkness. The Goblet of Fire now shone more brightly than anything in the whole Hall, the sparkling bright, bluey-whiteness of the flames almost painful on the eyes. Everyone watched, waiting. . . . A few people kept checking their watches.
"Any second."
The flames inside the goblet turned suddenly red again. Sparks began to fly from it. The next moment, a tongue of flame shot into the air, a charred piece of parchment fluttered out of it - the whole room gasped.
Dumbledore caught the piece of parchment and held it at arm's length so that he could read it by the light of the flames, which had turned back to blue, white.
"The champion for Durmstrang will be Viktor Krum." Dumbledore announced as he read the name out in a strong, clear voice.
A storm of applause and cheering swept the Hall. Everyone saw Viktor Krum rise from the Slytherin table and slouch toward Dumbledore; he turned right, walked along with the staff table, and disappeared through the door into the next chamber.
"Bravo, Viktor! Knew you had it in you!" Karkaroff boomed so loudly that everyone could hear him, even over all the applause.
The clapping and chatting died down. Now Everyone focused everyone's attention again on the goblet, which, seconds later, turned red once more. The second piece of parchment shot out of it, propelled by the flames.
"The champion for Beauxbatons is Fleur Delacour!" Professor Dumbledore announced as he reads very loudly like he did Krum.
The girl who so resembled a Veela got gracefully to her feet, shook back her sheet of silvery blonde hair, and swept up between the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables. A fourth year like Robert and Ron but in Ravenclaw, Hermione Granger saw two girls from Beauxbatons who had not been selected had dissolved into tears and were sobbing with their heads on their arms.
When Fleur Delacour too had vanished into the side chamber, silence fell again, but this time it was a silence so stiff with excitement you could almost taste it. The Hogwarts champion next.
And the Goblet of Fire turned red once more; sparks showered out of it; the tongue of flame shot high into the air, and from its tip, Dumbledore pulled the third piece of parchment.
The Hogwarts champion is Cedric Diggory!" He announced with the same voice as he did the two previous champions.
"No!" Two certain Gryffindors complained but nobody heard them as the uproar from the following table was too great.
Every single Hufflepuff had jumped to his or her feet, screaming and stamping, as Cedric made his way past them, grinning broadly, and headed off toward the chamber behind the teachers' table. Indeed, the applause for Cedric went on so long that it was some time before Dumbledore could make himself heard again.
"Excellent!" Dumbledore called happily as, at last, the tumult died down. "Well, we now have our three champions. I am sure I can count upon all of you, including the remaining students from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, to give your champions every ounce of support you can muster. By cheering your champion on, you will contribute in a very real -"
But Dumbledore suddenly stopped speaking, and it was apparent to everybody what had distracted him.
The fire in the goblet had just turned red again. Sparks were flying out of it. A long flame shot suddenly into the air and borne upon it were two pieces of parchment.
Automatically, it seemed, Dumbledore reached out an extended hand and seized the two parchments. He held it out and stared at the names written upon the two, with the last one making him pale. There was a long pause, during which Dumbledore stared at the slip in his hands, and everyone in the room stared at Dumbledore. And then Dumbledore cleared his throat and readout -
"Robert Potter."
"Harry Potter!"
Meanwhile, outside a tiny, grubby-looking pub called the Leaky Cauldron, a slim yet well-built young man that looks Saber Prototype with black hair and green eyes similar to Lilly Potter and was a long black coat with a hood with a blue shirt underneath it. He also wears black jeans and black shoes. On his right shoulder is a blue messenger bag. One thing people notice about was the regal aura he had and the urge to bow down to him as if he was a king (which he was) Next to him was a hooded woman (I can't describe her clothes so just look at Merlin Prototype). On her shoulder was a cute squirrel-like creature
"So Merlin this is Leaky Cauldron? I wonder if their food is any good." The youth said as he drooled about eating lots of delicious food.
"Yes it is Arthur though their food might be. I haven't been here for a few years." Merlin said to now named Arthur.
"Fou!" Said the little creature.
"Yeah Fou we'll get you something to eat as well. But we need to get our shopping done first then we can eat." Merlin said with her usual smile on her face.
The trio enter the Leaky Cauldron, and they see the Leaky Cauldron. Their jaws dropped in astonishment as they see the inside of the famous pub.
For a famous place, it was very dark and shabby. A few older women were sitting in a corner, drinking tiny glasses of sherry. One of them was smoking a long pipe. A little man in a top hat talked to the old bartender, who was quite bald and looked like a toothless walnut.
"This place is famous? You think the owner would care about his establishment appearance." Arthur thought as he wrinkled his nose in disgust, looking at the Leaky Cauldron's current state.
The trio made their way into the pub, and the low buzz of chatter stopped when they walked in; then, the old bartender looked at them curiously.
"Is there anything I do for you, two?" The old Bartender asked as he looked at them.
"we are just here for browsing." Merlin said as they made his way out of the door of the pub, where they found themself surrounded by Aurors.
"Freeze!"
"Great, we just entered Diagon Alley and am already having trouble with the law." Arthur grumbled as he looked at the Aurors as they pointed their wands at them, making him and Merlin annoyed at the wands.
"Come with us quietly." The lead Auror stated as he looked at the youth that looks like a young James Potter.
"Hmm, let me think… Look there, a naked lady!" He pointed behind the lead Auror with a shocked look.
Where?!" The Auror exclaimed as he and his fellow Aurors turn to the direction where Arthur pointed where they saw nothing, and they look to the spot where the trio was but only to see they had disappeared.
The trio are running while laughing with glee as when he tricked the Aurors then, he grinned to himself with pride until he stops in his tracks as he saw someone in front of him.
The someone is the Arthur's least favorite person, and that person is Albus Dumbledore whose is twinkling looking at the Arthur before him ignoring the growling scowl on his face.
"Harry, my boy, you have been found at last." Dumbledore said as he looked at the young man before him, scowling at him.
"That isn't my name! I don't have time for you!" Arthur yelled at the older man, and he didn't see Albus's trusty phoenix came down to engulf the two in a blazing aura.
The young man realized that it was a trap as he looked around to see he was in Hogwarts's Great hall. The young man had never even imagined such a strange and splendid place. It was lit by thousands and thousands of candles floating in midair over four long tables, where the rest of the students were sitting. These tables were laid with glittering golden plates and goblets. At the top of the hall was another long table where the teachers were sitting.
'This place looks very cool though not as cool as The Tower of Avalon.' Arthur thought He takes out a camera, and he begins taking a picture of the great hall.
"Who is that bloke?"
"He looks cute ."
"He looks a more fitted Robert Potter."
"Why is he dressed like a muggle?"
"I have found Harry Potter the last champion." Dumbledore said as he beamed around, and he see the students started chatting.
"I don't go by that disgusting name, and I what is this about being called Champion?" Arthur said as he raises an eyebrow at Albus along with crossing his arms over his chest.
"You been selected by the Goblet to compete in the Triwizard Tournament!" Dumbledore said as he looked at the young man.
"Triwizard, what? I don't remember joining a tournament." Arthur said as he narrowed his eyes, smelling something foul.
"So you idiots restarted that death trap." Merlin said as she appeared right next to Arthur.
"Young Lady how did you do that?!" Dumbledore yelled out as he was surprised that she appeared in Hogwarts as he was sure that there she didn't grabbed on to Fawkes and nobody except for him currently could Apparate in Hogwarts. Merlin's smile turned mysterious.
"Hogwarts and me are old friends. By the way I fixed and updated her wards. Honestly I don't understand how they got that bad. It's like someone was trying to ruin her." Merlin said and though she was smiling you could tell she wasn't happy. Several Ravenclaws and Slytherin were petrified as many items then appear many of which were illegal items on the teacher's table and Luna's stolen and missing stuff appear in front of her. On top of that the control of the wards left Dumbledore and went to Merlin.
"What did you do?!" Dumbledore yelled out angerly as he felt the loss of the wards.
"I only fixed and improved Hogwarts' wards. As to why this happened Hogwarts is very disappointed in you for not doing your job properly and decided to make me the new headmistress and I can see I have much damage to fixed." Merlin said.
"Who do you think you are?!" Dumbledore yelled out as he pulled out the Elder Wand and was about to launch a spell at her when Arthur cast Expelliarmus both wandlessly and non-verbal at Dumbledore knocking the Elder Wand out of his hand and into Arthur's hand
"Arthur that's the Elder Wand." Merlin said.
"Yeah it is. I Arthur Pendragon descendant of Ignotus Peverell claimed the Elder Wand! In the name of Death and my name as the reborn King of Knights otherwise known as The Once and Future King may it's power become mine!" Arthur announced and using magic makes a cut on his hand making bleed and places it on the Elder Wand where it then turn into black energy particulars and went into Arthur fusing it's power with his. Dumbledore seeing what happened was shocked. The most powerful wand gone, and that this boy claims to be King Arthur reborn fused it's power with his.
"Two down and one to go." Arthur said feeling even more power running through him.
Hermione looked at the mysterious Harry Potter with curiosity as she see that he looks different than Robert Potter whom she hates with a burning passion.
"Well, good luck in your tournament. See you." Arthur said as he made his way towards the door, eager to leave.
"Well, I am afraid that you cannot leave as you are bound to the goblet, and if you don't compete, you will lose your magic." Dumbledore said after he regained composure as he looked at the retreating back of the young man who pauses at the door.
"Are you kidding? What moron would make these rules?" Arthur said as he looked back at Albus with an annoyed look on his face.
The young man sighs, and he made his way back over to Albus with Merlin and Fou. Then, the four went through the door out of the Great Hall and found himself in a smaller room lined with paintings of witches and wizards. A handsome fire was roaring in the fireplace opposite him.
The faces in the portraits turned to look at him as he entered. He saw a wizened witch flit out of the frame of her picture and into the one next to it, which contained a wizard with a walrus mustache. The wizened witch started whispering in his ear.
Viktor Krum, Cedric Diggory, and Fleur Delacour were grouped around the fire. They looked strangely impressive, silhouetted against the flames. Krum, hunched-up, and brooding, was leaning against the mantelpiece, slightly apart from the other two. Cedric was standing with his hands behind his back, staring into the fire. Fleur looked around when the trio walked in, making her silently gasp, seeing her covering her mouth.
Arthur sees someone who is his least favorite person, and that person is Robert Potter.
"It seems you found my less famous twin Broth-" Robert was interrupted as a kick from the Fou sends him on the floor holding his nose.
The young man can hear people gasp in horror as they witness Fou strike the beloved Boy who lived, but Arthur, Merlin, and Fou smirked at Robert merely is groveling on the ground.
"You hit me damned beast! I am telling Mum and Dad on you!" Robert yelled out as he tried to act all tough on his brother, who punches him in the face.
"They can't do anything to Fou or me and grow up Idiot." He looks down at Robert, who sneered at him.
"Harry, how can you strike your brother?" Dumbledore spoke in that disappointed grandfatherly voice.
"My name is Arthur Pendragon! That tub of snake feces isn't related to you, and don't try to pull that " I'm disappointed in you" shtick." He ignored the stunned expression of those in the word after calling Robert a tub of snake feces.
"Professor, we heard about Robert competing in the tournament."
Arthur froze when he heard the voice, and he turned around to see Lilly and James Potter with Sirius Black and Remus Lupin coming.
Lilly and James see Robert on the ground holding his bleeding nose, causing them to panic when they see a figure standing over him, making them about to give the brute that assaults their angel a piece of there until they got a full view of the person causing them to look stunned they sneered at the young man.
"You squib, how dare you to be in our presence!" James growled as he glowered at Arthur, who didn't back down as he returned the glare at James.
"Trust me, potter, I don't want to be a want to be here or even be around your lot." Arthur said as he looked at his sperm donor as he can't believe he has to deal with this idiot as his second life's father.
" How dare strike our son, you failure of a wizard!" Lilly shouted as she looked at her ex-son with such disdain in her eyes.
"Seriously, how old are you with the name-calling? Which one is it a squib or a failure of wizard?" Arthur said as he looked at Lilly, who turned bright red, making Zane snort that she looks like a tomato.
"Harry! Lilly! Calm down!" Sirius said trying to keep the peace though he is happy to see his godson or is it ex-godson again, and he wants to patch things up with him.
"So the cowardly godfather turns to speak to me? How very wonderful." Arthur spoke with obvious sarcasm making everyone flinch, and he made his way to the door.
"Wait Monsieur s'il vous plait!"
Arthur and everyone stopped what they were doing; as they see Fleur approaching Arthur with a smile on her beautiful face, She see the young man making her smile grow a bit.
"Je t'ai enfin trouvé mon sauveur." Fleur said as she smiled at Arthur with a big smile on her face ignoring the others as their jaws (except Arthur, Merlin, and Fou) are dropped to the floor.