Harry separates in the Atrium and walks towards the poetry department.

"Good morning, may I pleasurable a portkey for the French Ministry?"

All four workers ogle at him and they quickly make him one. "Here you go, Lord Potter. And we thank you for everything you did in the last days."

"Please, call me Harry. And no thanks needed, as it is my duty. May Magic bless and protect you all. Have a nice day."

He heads to the portkey platform and activates his quickly. Seconds later, he is standing on a platform and is shocked to see the whole ceiling made of glass. "Ingenious."

He heads to the registry. "Comment would-be boys aider?"

"Bonjour, j'ai un rendez-vous avec Monsieur or Président. Je m'appelle Lord Harry Potter."

Everyone stops moving and the clerck quickly hands him his wand. "Lord Potter, welcome to France. Please follow the aurors, they will escort you to the President."

Harry bows his head in respect. "Thank you, Monsieur Patri. Que Lady Magic vous protège et vous purifie."

He looks around him and smiles tightly. He then sees the shorts coming his way. "Aurors?" He sees them nodding. "Thank you for coming, Ladies and Gentlemen. It's my first time in France so I'm lost to a whole new level."

They all chuckle and start talking to him while heading towards the President's office. "Here you go, Lord Potter. The President shall be with you in just a moment."

"Before you go, how is your DMLE department? Is it as bad as in Britain? Just be blunt, I've heard and seen worse."

A woman comes forwards and nods. "If you mean overworked and underpaid, then yes. We don't want you to pay yourself but to tell the government we need more aurors."

"Duly noted. One last question, what happened yesterday?"

"Something similar to what happened in Britain but in smaller numbers. With the ICW sending help, we crushed them quickly."

Harry nods once and thank them again. Minutes later, the President comes out and shakes his hand.

"Lord Potter, thank you for coming quickly. Please, let us reconvene in my office."

"Thank you for inviting me, President Laurier. What happened yesterday?"

"It seems that the actions taken against these terrorists in Britain woke the ones here on French soil. They had control over the seventh floor but we were able to control all the others. At the same time, a group of thirty terrorists appeared in magical Paris and started killing people. Minutes later, aurors answered them and with the help of the ICW hit-wizards, we captured them. At the same time, aurors started attacking those isolated on the seventh floor. All in all, everything was done within the hour."

Harry nods at all the facts. "What are your plans for domestic security, Mr. President? It seems both Britain and France share the same problems."

"Indeed, we will be buying a couple businesses that will allow us to have the sufficient sums to invest in the DMLE. It should be done within the end of the month."

"As we just started this month, you will need to increase security to reassure all French citizens." Harry thinks for a minute. "I will contact the Supreme Wungmump to allocate one hundred hit-wizards here in France until the end of the month of November nineteen nine-four. I will donate one million galleons to be spent on equipment and hiring more Professors for the Academy. I do not want any political pull or favors, I just want to raise security across the Board."

President Laurier nods once at Harry's declaration. "Thank you Lord Potter. Should we announce it in a press conference?"

"If you want, I do not mind. I only have to call Didieera quickly." He calls her on his mirror.

"Harry, what can I do for you."

"France needs one hundred hit-wizards for one month. Usual contract, I will pay for the difference."

"Sure Harry. Surprisingly, the Balkans are the calm region now. I can send them in one hour."

"Thank you Didieera. By the way, I'm going to be stopping on December first as a guest to the Security Council."

"Credentials?"

"Will be hard without my whole NEWTs. Not that I need to wait but its more fun like this."

She sighs heavily and shakes her head. "You will drive me nuts, Harry. Fine, you will be present as Lord Potter Hogwarts, Heir Black. Will you need the hit-wizard after they train your aurors?"

"No, there might be pockets of resistence in Britain but the biggest part of the cancer has been dealt with yesterday."

"Noted Harry. Keep me posted. And don't start a world tour please."

Harry laughs at her non joke. "You wound me, Didieera. May Magic bless you, my friend."

"And you too."

He hangs up the call and turn to face a shocked and amused President. "Shall we go face the music, Mr. President?"

And that's how they spent the next half hour, answering questions and Harry quickly returned to Hogwarts.

He enters the school and find it empty, only a few students are around. Thank Merlin classes started again. Ravenclaws were about to murder me yesterday.

He walks to change his clothes and head to the Transfiguration classroom. Sixth year class with the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw.

"Please take a seat, Harry. Were you successful?"

"Oh yes. France will be better equipped soon. What spell or theory are you teaching today, Professor?"

"Partial transfiguration of the human body."

Harry's eyes glow in excitement and nods happily. Everyone chuckles at his reaction and Professor McGonagall eyes him suspiciously. "Harry, how much do you know?"

"Well, I know all the theory but was able to practise about two third of that theory. With everything going on in the last few days, I didn't have much time to practise."

She shakes her head and he grins. He takes out his wand and transfigure his left arm into an owl wing, a wolf paw, and a larger wing. He disables the transfiguration and sends her his biggest smile.

"Right. Help those who needs it Harry." He sends her a charming smile and she just glares at him amusingly.

He helped two Ravenclaws with their wand movement and they quickly got it, thanking him. "Cedric! How's your transfiguration?"

"I saw you correcting the wand movement and I think I got it." Harry watches the wand movement and nods once. Seconds later, he is looking at a tiger's paw.

"Well, you got it. Now, try to undo it."

After four times, he got it and smiles in thanks. Harry touches his shoulder and heads to the next student.

Quickly, the class is over and Harry stays behind to speak with the Headmistress.

"How are things in France?"

"While it is bad, not as bad as it it here. I only donated one million and requested a month stay of one ICW hit-wizard in France. They will buy some businesses to boost their revenue. Other than that, they had about sixty to seventy to deal with in total. They mostly attacked the magical financial district and were able to only control one floor in the Ministry."

"By Merlin's beard, they are everywhere. What are you going to do?"

"I'm taking the rest of the day to somehow relax, if that's possible for me. Then, tomorrow evening, I'm killing Greyback. I will alert Amelia, Remus and Sirius. Other than that, I'm finishing a few businesses and their opening, waiting for the Potion Guild's to approve of our potion and I am planning a few other surprises. After reading the whole Tournament rulebook, the old goat could have easily gotten me out of it. Anyway, as I am Lord Hogwarts, I cannot open the Ball with a Champion so I will go alone."

Minerva smirks widely at the major slip. "So you do like him!"

"Of course, since I first saw him in my first year. I already have a gigantic target on my back with all the changes I'm doing, I will never let anyone get harmed because of me. Anyways, I will sit as Lord Potter in the Security Council's next meeting on December first. And that's about it for my plans."

"I understand Harry. Don't forget to live and enjoy your youth."

"I know, don't worry. I have to wake up early tomorrow, to go through all my businesses and upgrade a few of them. Oh, one last thing, the Founders are currently reading our proposal, including the physical modifications of the Castle. They told me to leave them alone and let them work. It should take a few weeks before we get approval."

"Duly noted, Harry. Now, go enjoy your next class."

He grins and head to the Charms classroom, hosting the same students.

"Please enter, Harry. Class will start in a minute."

"Thanks Professor. Just to keep you updated that the Founders are still reading it."

Professor Flitwick nods in thanks. Harry sits down near the door and relaxes in his chair. He quickly writes to Ragnok to send him all documents and files on his investments then focuses on the Professor.

He quickly do the spell thought in class and focuses on his other issues.

Write to Amelia, Sirius and Remus about F.G.

Discover the three tasks and adapt them if needed

Go through all my investments and adapt them

Establish a plan for the renovation of the Castle - including the Quidditch pitch

Finish my Ancestors plans for Potter Castle

See with Sirius if he wants to renovate any Black residence

Establish a contract with St-Mungos to cure as many werewolves as possible

Prepare a speech for the December meeting of the Security Council meeting

Find a date to the Yule Ball

More to come ...

Harry sighs heavily, as he knows its too much for him. Thanking Merlin he doesn't need glasses anymore, he puts his face in his hands to relax a bit.

"Harry, are you alright?"

He lifts his head to see a worried Professor. "Oh yes, Professor. I'm thinking about everything I need to do."

"Delegate, Harry. Everyone sees you running everywhere, you will die young. Surround yourself with trusted advisors and delegate. You won't be able to do everything alone."

"You are right Professor. I'm learning it the hard way. I think I need to talk to a few people. May I be excused?"

"Of course Harry. If you need anything, I will be happy to help."

"Noted Professor; expect a meeting soon." He nods in thanks, gather his things with a wave of his wand and leave the classroom.

He apparates to his office and firecalls Remus. "Can you please come, I need your help."

"Of course Harry. I'm coming in a minute."

Harry sits down and starts planning his next meetings. The fireplace flares and Remus quickly exits and sits down across Harry.

"How may I help you, cub?"

"This is what popped in my head that I need to do. As you can see, the list is already extensive and will only get longer. I need you as my High Seneschal, to deal with all the administrative side of my Houses."

Remus' smile could light up Hogwarts and Hogsmeade. "Of course Harry, anything to help you."

Harry gives him a smile, summons the High Seneschal necklace and hands it to him.

"Oh."

"Yup. Its rather extensive. Can you write to Amelia and Sirius to tell them that Greyback is going down tomorrow evening?"

Remus nods sharply and Harry hands him parchments and quills. "If you want to make a list of everything. Leave me the three tasks, renovation of Potter Castle and Hogwarts. Plus the sate of course."

Both chuckle and Remus agree with him. "I will talk with Sirius and establish plans with him about the Black residences. Do you have a copy of all your investments? And I will contact Griphook to start writing a contract for the Wolfscure. I will leave you the speech too, as I am not sure what are your goals."

"No worries, I will invite you, Sirius and the Potter Captain and will tell you everything. We are in the Founders tower and there a whole suite with an office for you if you want. The same for my High Chancellor and my other officials."

"I wouldn't mind coming here. Thank you Harry."

"No thanks needed, Remus. And its a temporary measure until Potter Castle is fully renovated as my Ancestors planned."

Remus gives him a wet smile and quickly leaves to bring his things here near his cub.

After eating an early lunch, he heads to Gringotts by apparating.

"Greetings warriors, may your spears empty your enemies blood from their bodies while they beg for your mercy."

Both guards grins widely. "Greetings Goblin Friend, may your vaults be filled by your enemies ones and your enemies bleed to death."

Harry grins and laughs. "I like that one. May I use it in the future?"

"Of course Lord Potter." Harry bows his head in thanks and enters the bank, ignoring everyone's attention.

"Griphook, it has been a while dear friend!"

"Indeed, you were busy lately Harry."

Harry waves it and walk next to Griphook, talking like two friends who haven't seen each other in a while.

They soon reach King Ragnok's office and quickly sits.

"What makes you come here when you could have used these fantastic mirror of yours?"

"Giant projects, Ragnok. The kind that makes you see galleons everywhere."

"Do tell."

And he starts by explaining what his Ancestors wanted done in Potter Castle, with detailed plans and detailed lists of wardstones, wards, new floors, new towers and much more.

"Harry, while the Potter vaults are almost full, this projects is going to cost you almost one hundred and fifty million galleons."

"Only? I expected the double."

"You got the Goblin Friend tariffs, Harry. And we will be using all the best materials for everything. Now, what is your next giant project?"

"Thanks Ragnok, but I don't mind paying in full."

"No, you are already wildly popular within the Nation; you did more in a few days than everyone else in the last two hundred years combined together."

"Fine. The next project is being analyzed by the Founders. Its to happen this summer and it consist of creating the Founders ultimate idea of how Hogwarts should be: be it the physical building itself, the wardstones, the cursus and even the Quidditch pitch."

"Giant indeed Harry. A project that big will see Gringotts recalling most of its senior employees and bringing them to Hogwarts. It should be around a whole month of non stop work."

"Its fine and I have six Hogwarts vaults to use plus I, as Lord Potter, will be making a donation when it gets announced. What are the estimates for this project?"

"Around the same price for Potter Castle. That includes everything, even books for the libraries and desk and chairs for the classrooms."

"Then its perfect. Remus is going to go through all my businesses. What is my most unusual business?"

"The dragon reserve in Romania. The Ministry contacted them recently."

Harry looks at him and wondering what the hell he is missing. "Why exactly would the British Ministry contact that particular dragon reserve?"

"They requested three nesting mothers for the Tournament."

Harry's blood freeze and he drops any control over his magic. "What did you just say?"

Griphook is feeling fear for the first time in his life while Ragnok is unable to take his eyes from Harry. "Most probably the first task will involve the nesting dragons."

Harry closes his eyes for a minute before his temper flares. "Who?"

"The Tournament committee."

"Okay, I'm leaving now before I explode in your office. Do you have any proof that I own this reserve?"

Griphook quickly gives it to Harry. "Thanks. I'm going to go destroy this committee. Contact me by mirror if you need anything."

He silently apparates in the middle of the Great Hall and ignores everyone except the head table.

With a voice so cold that a Dementor breath will be a summer breeze, he starts talking. "Every single person involved in the Tri-Wizard Tournament committee is expected in the Headmistress office. Send for Bagman before you find his body in a bag."

He silently apparates in his office and look at the Founders. "They want the Champions to either go through or fight a nesting mother."

All four look at him like he lost his mind. "King Ragnok himself confirmed that I not only own the reserve but the morons in the British Ministry ordered them to bring three nesting mothers to Hogwarts. If you want to see a group of adults being dressed down, I will be in the Headmistress office."

He gathers important documents and apparates in the office. Bagman exits the Floo and they all look at him.

"Now, I'm an inch close to start yelling but I'm keeping my temper in check. Who in all the Divinities and Merlin's name thought of using nesting mothers in the first task?"

No one is able to answer and that made Harry lose it.

"YOU WANT ONE SIXTEEN YEARS OLD AND TWO SEVENTEEN YEARS OLD FACING A NESTING MOTHER? HAVE YOU LOST WHAT IS FUCKING LEFT OF YOUR MINDS? THESE ARE THE MOST FEROCIOUS DRAGONS WHEN THEIR EGGS AND CHILDREN ARE IN DANGER. YOUR CHAMPIONS ARE GOING TO DIE, YOU IDIOTIC MORONS. HOW IN MERLIN'S FUCKING NAME DO YOU WANT TO HAVE A GODDAMN TOURNAMENT WHEN ALL THREE DIE IN THE FIRST TASK?"

Harry takes a minute to try to calm down but the wrong person talked at the wrong time. "Just who do you think you are?"

All Founders groan, as they can feel Harry's anger through their connection with the Castle.

"WHO I THINK I AM? I'M THE LORD OF THIS CASTLE, YOU BUMBLING MORON. IF ANYONE DIES, I, NOT YOU, I WILL BE ASKED QUESTIONS. YOU SHUT UP AND TALK ONLY WHEN ASKED A DIRECT QUESTION! NOW, HERE ARE THE HARD FACTS: ONE, I OWN THE FUCKING RESERVE AND I REFUSE TO HAVE EITHER STUDENTS DIE OR THE NESTING DRAGONS GO INSANE BECAUSE OF YOUR INEPT THINKING. TWO, MAKE IT A FUCKING DUEL WITH DARK CREATURES ROAMING AROUND THEM! THE FORBIDDEN FOREST SHOULD BE A SUFFICIENT SOURCE OF DARK CREATURES. THREE, THE NEXT TWO TASKS ARE GOING TO BE VOUCHED BY ME AND THAT IS NON NEGOCIABLE. I'M NOT THE OLD GOAT WHO WILL AGREE TO ANYTHING. I TAKE MY STUDENTS SAFETY SERIOUSLY. AND I DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW BOTH VISITING HEADMASTER/HEADMISTRESS CAN AGREE TO SUCH A TRAVESTY."

Harry is able to calm himself enough to stop screaming. "How this happened is none of my business. But from now on, the rules are clear. If someone is not happy, take it to your President and Minister and I will talk with them. Am I clear, Ladies and Gentlemen?"

All nod and Harry furiously exit the office. He heads to the Great Hall and sees everyone looking at him.

"Now, I just had an interesting ... monologue with the committee. They wanted to use nesting mothers for the first task. I think it's clear from my voice that I will not let that happen. Each Champion is to talk with their Heads tomorrow morning. Goodnight everyone."

He hears someone commenting. "Blimey, we heard him from here. He must be really angry."

Cedric's friend, Andrew shakes his head. "Can you blame him? I wonder how he is still sane with everything going on."

Hermione looks at Ron and sees worry clear in his face. "You too?"

"Yeah. They must really be out of it to use nesting mothers. And I don't think I have ever heard anyone this mad. He even beats my mother with how much he was mad."

Hermione nods in approval and before she is able to reply, a voice reaches the Great Hall.

"Can you believe it Rowena? They lost their minds! Who uses fucking dragons? If they don't get their act together, I will fucking call the Supreme Wungmump here and bring them all to court. WHO IN THEIR MINDS USE NESTING DRAGONS FOR SPORTS? EVERYONE KNOWS THAT MOTHERS ARE FIERCE ABOUT THEIR KIDS!"

Students slowly start leaving the Great Hall and head to their common rooms.

Harry is found dueling in Rowena's room. Seven dummies are set to the auror level and Harry is able to win against them after twenty minutes.

He turns around and sees most of the Hogwarts Professors. "While yelling isn't the way of doing things, this time it was necessary." His voice starts to raise again. "Who in their right minds uses nesting dragons in a fucking Tournament? Trust me when I say that I will Fudge an earful tomorrow morning. This Bagman fella will be dealt with when I'm calmer."

Its Professor Sprout who asks THE question. "Are you okay Harry?"

Harry takes a deep breath and nods. "I'm better than before. I felt like I was about to explose. The major lack of common sense was too much, even by wizarding standards. I have never been this angry and I swear that not even Merlin and the Founders will stop me from hexing the morons behind that idea if anyone even thinks of going forward with it."

The Headmistress is unable to keep the smile from her face. "Your mother's temper was legendary Harry and it seems that you inherited it. Other than that, I agree with you that it shouldn't even have been a suggestion on the table."

Severus voice follows the Headmistress'. "I never saw so many adults being scared at the same time by anyone before Harry. It was a sight I will cherish forever. That being said, I also agree with you that it was an imbecilic idea."

Harry nods and looks at everyone curiously. "How did the students know about what was said?"

Everyone start laughing at his question. "Harry, Rosmerta sent me a Patronus asking who was yelling and who was this angry. Everyone heard you and more than a few of your friends are worried about you."

His head snaps around and groans. "I forgot to visit those who got injured. Headmistress, do you know if they are still in St-Mungos?"

"Yes Harry they are still there."

"Good, I will shower quickly then head there. Oh, did you need anything?"

"We wanted to talk to you about the first task. Your idea has merits. They want something more entertaining."

Harry shakes his head and curses all the moron on this planet. He hears them trying to hide their chuckles.

"Fine. Here's an idea. Each champion must go through a long itinerary which willed be filled with various dark creatures. I will not add a Dementor, as they deserve to burn in the seventh Hell. Then, there will be a mid show and after the show, I will let you choose who to call for this show, they will duel. This task will be based on daring and skills, the second task will be based on the main four elements - water, air, earth and fire - and the last task will be a combination between a maze - to start with - and something resembling parcourt. It will be a long route filled with natural and artificial challenges, such as climbing a small mountain - no taller than five or six meters, swimming in a lake, and flying through obstacles in the air. What do you think? Do you think they will agree that its enough ... entertaining?"

The grins on all the Professors faces is an answer enough. "That it is, Harry. Amazing ideas and they didn't even think of exploring the many magical branches."

"Because they were all dependent on an old goat and agreed with him on everything. They are used to be lead, not to think for themselves. Critical thinking is an important, if not the most important, aspect of everyone's lives." He grins widely. "Plus, ask any children their wildest fantasies and it will be close to entertaining."

He winks at them and apparates to his quarters after restoring Rowena's room.

"You know, he is right. And how no one thought about that last one?"

Professor Flitwick answers for everyone. "As he said, critical thinking. I can clearly see all four Houses in him. I am going to talk to my students."

Every head walks towards their respective House's common room.

Harry quickly showered and wore one of his best robes and apparated directly on the stairs of St-Mungos.

He enters the hospital and smiles at the nearest Healer. "Good evening Miss, I wonder if you could lead me to the aurors and hit-wizard who are here following yesterday's attacks."

The Healer quickly nods. "Of course Lord Potter. It's an honor meeting you Sir and everyone is happy that someone finally realized that we were stretched thin."

"No thanks needed, as it's my duty as Lors Potter to ensure the safety of the realm. I might have another surprise for the hospital but I might be still working on it."

She grins at his clear wordplay. "Noted, Lord Potter. We will waut for the possibility of a surprise." They exchange a grin.

"Thank you, Healer ...?"

"Healer Jackson, Lord Potter."

"Well Healer Jackson, may Lady Magic protect and bless you and your patients." Harry bows respectfully and leave a stunned Healer.

"May Lady Magic protect you too, Lord Potter." He murmurs it but Harry hears it clearly.

Harry opens the door and is met by five wands. "Woaw! I come in peace."

They all see who is standing and lower their wands.

"Lord Potter, is everything alright?"

"For me, as much as possible. I should be asking you that question. How are you feeling?"

They smile at him and they spend the next twenty minutes talking and exchanging stories.

Haeey raises a few wards and tie them to the wardstone of the hospital. "I sensed you too stressed. I raised a few wards to ensure your safety and it protects all sides, including the windows, floor and ceiling. Just get better and be safe guys."

They all nod their thanks and Harry apparates directly to the main barracks of the Potter Rangers.

He enters the Hospital wing and walks to the few Rangers injured. "How are you, Rangers?"

Everyone jump when hearing him and they all stand tall.

"At ease, Rangers. I'm here as a fellow warrior, not Lord Potter. How are you feeling?"

"Better Lord Potter. May I say Sir seeing you in a fight was legendary. It was an honor to fight by your side."

"The honor is shared, Rangers. Any Ranger who put his life on the line to protect the realm is an honored Ranger. Get better soon and take care of yourself."

"Thank you my Lord."

"No thanks needed, Ranger Tyler. Rest and get better. I'm going to go talk to the Captain."

Harry knocks on the Captain's door and enter when given the approval.

"Good evening Captain, how are you this fine evening?"

Said person jumps and when he sees who entered his office. "Lord Potter, please come in. What can I do to help, my Lord?"

"First, call me Harry when we are alone. Second, after I'm dealing with the moronic idiots that composes the Tournament committee, I will call for a meeting between, with Remus and Sirius. Other than that, I wanted to visit the barracks and see if there's any room for improvement and add more Rangers."

The Captain grins and both men start an hour long conversation which ends with adding two other barracks and another five hundred Rangers.

Harry returns to Hogwarts, sends a message to Ragnok for a meeting to discuss St-Mungos and the new barracks.

He turns his attention to Hogwarts and wonders what the hell he will do with this committee.