Entering the Headmistress' office, he sees that every single eye, alive or portrait - is on him.
"Good morning Ladies and Gentlemen. After I exploded yesterday, I gave the Hogwarts staff an idea for all three tasks. Headmistress McGonagall, did you show them?"
"Indeed Lord Hogwarts. Most agree about your ideas."
Harry nods in understanding. "And who is against the ideas? And can this person give us better ideas?"
Unsurprisingly, Mr. Bagman stands up. "We already planned all tasks, why change everything?"
Harry decided to channel his anger and make his magic visible. "Pray tell me Mr. Bagman, how is facing a dragon a good idea? If you want and since I own the Romanian dragon reserve, we can portkey there right now and I will let you face a nesting mother. Interested? Don't forget that you have decades of experience, something that the Champions do not have."
Harry light cold tone is even worse than him yelling and more than half of those present flinch at the coldness of his voice.
"I ... well see here, everything is already planned ..."
"Mr. Bagman, you seem stuck with the same two sentences. If you have nothing constructive to add then I am kindly asking you to shut the hell up." He sends Bagman a glare that shut the man up. "Now, are we all approving of the first task?"
The Beaxbatons Headmistress talks first. "It is better than the previous idea. What shall be the clue given to the champions?"
"Well apparently, they heard everything I said last night. That is enough of a clue. They know to study against dark creatures and to prepare for a duel. Headmaster Karkaroff?"
"I approve Lord Hogwarts of your ideas. Shall we plan for the second task today?"
"It is indeed a good idea to create a general plan and we can finish the small details later. Everyone agree on that proposal?"
And they spent the next hour working on a task based on all four main elements.
"They will all go together but have seperate routes. First will be fire and going through various enemies and creatures related to fire. Then, they shall find a key in an artificial lake, which will allow us to control its temperature. That key will then open the part of the maze where runes will raise various obstacles related to earth. And finally, they will have to go through aerial obstacles with a few flying creatures trying to stop them. See, testing the champions, entertaining for those watching and safe enough to not kill them. Any objections?"
Even Bagman accepted the changes and everyone left the office except for the Hogwarts staff and Harry.
Looking towards the sky, he sighs heavily. "May Merlin give me strength while dealing with this Bagman." He looks at all the Professors with a grin.
"What did you do, Harry?"
"I raised a secrecy ward in the office. Any detail that has been approved to be given to the Champions will reach them, everything else will be blocked and they will be unable to share them. Since they will be safer, I decided to make sure its a fairer Tournament."
Salazar starts laughing. "You are indeed my Heir, Harry. Good on you."
"You did good Harry. Brilliant idea that ward." The Headmistress gives him a wide smile.
"I got hammered for hours by Godric to always raise wards, I decided to use it now."
They all decide to head to breakfast and Harry heads to the Ravenclaw table.
"Little moon, how are you?"
"I'm am doing good. I have friends now!"
Harry hugs her tightly and kisses her head. "That's amazing Luna! I'm happy for you."
"Why were you yelling yesterday?"
"Not sneaky enough for me, little moon. Plus, apparently everyone heard me. I'm sure you already know."
She pouts but is happy to be near Harry. He eats a few things and head to the Hufflepuff table.
"Morning everyone, how are you today?"
"We are good. How are you? How do you still have any voice left?"
Harry laughs at the blunt questions. "I'm honored Andrew for your interest. I'm good. Better than yesterday, that's for sure. And that is for me to know." He winks at Andrew and more than a few blush at Harry's hidden meaning.
"So Cedric, preparing for the first task? I think I give all three Champions enough information last evening."
"Oh yes. I left for the library right away. I am going there today."
"Have fun Cedric. I'm impartial, as I'm the Lord of the Castle. But I'm secretly rooting for you " He steals a piece of bacon from Cedric's plate and head to the Gryffindor table.
"Hello dear griffins, how are you this fine morning?"
The twins answered immediately.
"We are doing fine."
"We heard your dulcet tones ..."
"and we wondered if you ..."
"can go a few tones higher."
"Your voice might become ..."
"a weapon, not unlike you of course."
Harry looks at both in amusement and chuckles.
"Fred, George, still with your antics. Good to see you, little tricksters. How is the mood in the tower?"
"While everyone is proud of you being Lord Hogwarts ..."
"everyone misses you. It's not the same without you."
Harry smiles sadly but shrugs. "It's a duty I have and it's a duty I will do with honor. Fun can happen in more than one way. Anyway, I will go talk to the golden duo and Neville. See you in a few."
He heads down the table and sits next to Ron, who didn't even see him as he is focused on his food.
"Hermione, Neville. Good to see people who realize what is going on around them. How are you doing?"
Neville answers first. "We are good. We were worried about you."
"While I appreciate the sentiment, don't worry. It takes more than that to finish me. I was about seventy percent mad yesterday. I fixed the problem two third of the problem and I'm leaving today for Romania to fix the last third."
Hermione gives him a small smile. "Seventy percent mad? I think there are some who will choose to fight a dragon. But honestly, how are you?"
"I'm ninety percent good, ten percent pissed off. Between terrorists to dragons and dealing with pathetic blonde who try to sexually assault everyone, I had my share of events. I will go meet with Minister Fudge to remind him of a few facts then head to the Romanian Dragon Reserve. I need to make sure that the Director there is a competent one."
Ron looked on his left and saw that Harry is talking to Hermione. He smiles but is caught by Harry.
"Don't think I didn't see what you did, Ron. Sneaky little move to force Hermione and I to talk. You didn't need to do that, we were talking last night. Now that you stopped scheming, how are you today?"
"Fine, thankful for a good breakfast. Mate, when you get mad at one hundred percent, send me a note to leave wherever you are. Even mom isn't that loud and she is known to have a temper."
"Ron, if I'm mad at one hundred percent, my magic will be doing the talking, not my voice." He sends them a cheeky grin. "Anyways, if you guys need help with anything, send me a letter to my office as I will be out of the country."
"Sure thing mate. Say Hi to Charlie for me. And have fun over there."
"Will do Ron. Right, I need to converse with one last group of people then I'm going to leave. Stay safe guys and remember to have fun."
He heads to the Slytherin table and sits across Daphnee. "I will have a guess and say that Salazar was laughing for about ten to fifteen minutes about my rant when you arrived in your common room."
The only reaction she lets on is her eyes widening. "I am right then. Great to have entertained you, Salazar."
He chuckles at the cheeky jab. "Next time you feel this angry, give me a minute to bring some food to really enjoy it."
Harry's soft snort is the only answer. "How are you today, Daphnee?"
"Enjoying the daily entertainment you provide Harry. How about you?"
"Working hard to provide you with entertainment."
Lots of Slytherins chuckle at the sly reply. "Four students in this school have a betting pool. The Weasley twins, Cedric's best friend and you, Heir Zabini. Since your betting pool is smaller, I'm going to bet two hundred galleons on Cedric Diggory being first. I'm not sure about the other two."
He hands him a small pouch with two hundred galleons in it. "What are the odds?"
"Two to one in his favor."
"Great. Have fun!" He winks at Blaise and heads out of the Great Hall.
Blaise turns to face Daphnee. "How did he know?"
Tracey snorts rather loudly for a Slytherin. "He is Lord Hogwarts. While betting isn't illegal, its certainly something he is keeping an eye on." She sees lots of eyes on her. "What? He knows about it and if he allows it and the fact that he just bet himself proves that he knew from the start. Logic people, logic."
Harry uses his Floo to head to the Ministry.
"Good morning Ms Toffy, I'm here to discuss with the Minister for five minutes."
"He's not free at the mo..." She looks up and freezes. "Give me a minute Lord Potter."
Minister Fudge himself came to greet him. "Lord Potter, please come in. How can I help you?"
"I will be blunt Minister. Did you know about the committee using dragons for the first task?"
"No! Dragons? How did that get past me?"
"Something I would like to know. Since Lord Charlus Potter bought the Romanian reserve, it is a business owned by the House of Potter. Not only I will never let three students sixteen and seventeen years old students face a dragon but I will not sacrifice four nesting mothers and their eggs for something as trivial as a Tri-Wizard Tournament. I gave the committee a vocal dressing down and we already replanned the first two tasks."
"Good Merlin. Dragons? Thank you Lord Potter. I will ask Lady Bones to find who in my office approved of them."
"Thank you Minister. I want to receive updates from Lady Bones herself. Have a nice day Minister and may Lady Magic bless you."
Harry leaves the office and head to the apparation platform. He focuses on the Romanian dragon reserve and apparates immediately.
He is standing in front of what seems to be the main building. He enters the building and opens the Director's office.
"Just who do you think you are?"
"Lord Harry Charlus Potter, you pathetic moron. Now tell me, who are you?"
The man turns unhealthy white and gapes at him. "uhm ... the Director of the Reserve, Lord Potter."
"Good. We will go over the numbers together. Then, you will show me around."
The Director is sweating bullets and knows his time is almost over. They start going through the numbers together and Harry quickly realizes that the numbers don't add up.
"Well Director, it seems that your stay here is now to an end. Stealing over two hundred thousand galleons from the reserve, now how is that honorable?"
Harry's temper rises quickly and he starts shouting before he knows it.
"WHAT IS IT WITH OLD MEN AND MONEY? WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE TO STEAL FROM MY BUSINESS, YOU PATHETIC MORONIC IDIOTIC OF A PLEBIAN? YOUR EXISTENCE ON THIS PLANET IS NOW TO AN END, I'M SENDING YOU TO THE AURORS AND TO BE JUDGED BY THE WIZENGAMOT. DON'T EVEN TRY TO WIGGLE YOURSELF OUT OF IT, YOU DISGUSTING, REPULSIVE EXCUSE OF A BEING. GIVE ME YOUR WAND AND PORTKEYS! N.O.W."
By the time he finished shouting, everyone knew that Lord Potter arrived and that he has a hell of a temper.
"GO ON, YOU PATHETIC FOOL. I SWEAR YOU AND DUMBLEDORE ..."
Harry's magic flares hard around him and shoots the old man glares that can kill. His voice is smooth as a knife but cold, really cold. "He's the one who put you here. What did he ask you to do?"
"He told me to try to wreck the Reserve. I was slowly diverting funds and cutting the staff."
"YOU OLD FOOL, DO YOU KNOW WHAT CAN HAPPENS IF THESE DRAGONS ESCAPE? THE END OF THE STATUTE OF SECRECY, AS HUNDREDS OF DRAGONS WILL BE ATTACKING MUGGLE CITIES. THAT'S IT!"
Harry stuns the man and bring out his mirror. "Ragnok."
"Harry? Why everytime you call me, you look like hell?"
"Because I keep fixing all the shit Dumbledore left me. The Romanian dragon reserve might no longer have sufficient wards. I will pay whatever it takes to have teams of curse-breakers and warders yesterday."
"They will be leaving within minutes. But the reserve has over six hundred dragons!"
"I fucking know! The day I find Dumbledore, I will drag him by his beard and make him choke on it and burn him alive then throw him in a fucking active volcano! Evil, manipulative bastard. Ragnok, send a message to the British DMLE and tell Amelia I want whatever aurors she can send plus herself."
"Sure Harry. Have fun."
"Screw yourself, Ragnok."
Said King starts laughing and both end the call. He looks around him and nods at someone.
"Bring me to the nearest wardstone, immediately!"
"Yes Sir."
They reach the wardstone and Harry quickly summons the ward scheme. "Fucking moronic of an idiot, half the wards aren't even empowered. You should take a few steps back."
Harry touches the wardstone and start pouring his magic. When he reaches at half his reserve, he stops pouring and is panting hard.
He takes a Pepper-Up from his potion belt and quickly stands up. He scans the wardstone and see that it has been fully restored to power.
"How many more wardstones are linked to the reserve itself?"
"Six more Sir."
Harry curses more, making the older man chuckle at the colorful language.
"I won't be able to fully restore even another wardstone. I used half my reserve to fully recharge this one."
They all look at him like he has four heads.
"Lord Potter, the curse-breakers and warders are here Sir."
"Oh thank Merlin for miracles."
He follows the man back to the portkey station. "Everyone, I fully recharged one wardstone, the status of the other six is unknown. Half the wards of the wardstone I recharged weren't even active."
They all understand the meaning and they hurry to the six wardstone.
Harry hears portkeys arriving and turn around with his wand raised and a shield in front of him.
"Lady Bones, the stunned moron on the ground is a thief and stole over two hundred thousand galleons. As the owner of the Reserve, I authorize you to use Veriseratum and question every employee. And you have access to the thief's office, do whatever you want. But any information needed for the safety of the reserve is confidential and anyone reading it will have to swear an oath not to reveal any sensible information related to the security of the reserve."
"Noted Lord Potter. Five teams of five aurors. One team with me in the office going through every document. That team will have to swear the oath, as agreed. The other four are to question every employee using the official format. Understood?"
A chorus of "Yes Ma'am!" is heard and the aurors started to interrogate everyone. Turns out four dragon handler are terrorists and were trying to weaken security from within.
Harry is sitting on a mountain when he feels someone coming behind him. He raises a shield with his left hand and slowly turns around.
"Charlie Weasley, an honor to meet you in your real and true setting."
"Lord Potter ..."
"Cut the crap Charlie. My name is Harry and you know it." He drops the shield and nods once for Charlie to come forward.
"At first, everyone was mad that you doubted us. But when we heard that four of us were hidden Riddle forces, we understood why you ordered it."
"I've been forced to grow up Charlie and I grew up the hard way. I was trained by hit-wizards and the actual Supreme Wumgmump. I know the protocols by heart and if they were able to infiltrate the British Ministry in such numbers then they must have succeeded here too. Riddle and Dumbledore aren't different but one is sneakier than the other. You know which one."
Charlie sighs and look at Harry. "How long are you staying here?"
"Long enough to bring back order in this mess. I still have to check with Amelia who have been arrested and quickly hire ..."
Harry grins madly and jumps. "Bring me to the dragons, I will talk to them."
"Harry, are you alright?"
"Charlie, I'm Lord Hogwarts, which includes Slytherin. He is known for being a Parseltongue, which can be used to talk to the dragons."
Charlie's face can be compared to a child on Yule's morning. "Take a hold of my arm, I will apparate us."
Harry grins when he sees a dragon looking at him.
"Greetings, wise one. I am here to ask for your help and your wise knowledge."
"Speaker. You speak the tongue of snakes but bear the mark of a previous Dragonlord."
"Indeed, wise one. Two of my Ancestors, King Arthur and his Consort Merlin."
"How may we help you, young Lord?"
"The wards protecting this reserve have been tampered with and four workers were found as traitors and hurting both you and the reserve. As the owner of the reserve and a speaker of your great tongue, I am asking you if you need anything, until I can find a few workers."
The dragon head's close and its eye is in front of Harry, who doesn't flinch or look away. After a few minutes, the dragon takes a few steps back and nods. "You are worthy, young Lord. We require for food the next three weeks and we shall stay within the reserve."
"Thank you, wise one. I shall make sure that you receive all this food before the end of the day. Many thanks, wise one."
"Do visit us sometime, young Lord. We have much to discuss."
Harry nods and turns around to see every single employee of the reserve, every Gringotts personnel and all the aurors with Lady Bones looking at him.
He facepalms himself and groan loudly. "Charlie, they will stay calm for three weeks if we give them the same time worth of food today. Can you guys deliver that?"
"Of course Harry. Do we deliver it to her?"
"Yes, they will share it between themselves."
He walks to Lady Bones who smirks at him.
"Always full of surprises, Lord Potter."
"And yet, I never plan them Lady Bones. They seem to enjoy hitting me in the face."
She chuckles and turns around. "Your first and second in command are stunned and will be trialed. Three dragon handlers are stunned and will be trialed for conspiration to destroy the statute, endangering the magical enclaves and much more."
"Great, who is the third in command?"
"Sir, it will be Charlie Weasley."
"Good, someone go take from him whatever he's doing and tell him to come here right now."
Three workers leave to relieve Charlie from his duty.
"Who is leading the Gringotts delegation?"
"That will be me, Lord Potter. My name is Goorguk and the wardstones have been fully restored and we added more protections. They are bound by magic to answer the owner of the Reserve."
"Thank you very much, Master Goorguk for everything you and your team did today. You pretty much saved the Statute of Secrecy, as six hundred dragons flying over muggle cities will be the end of the Statute. Payment is taken care by King Ragnok himself. Please hand him this; it's a small thank you for your efficient work."
Harry hands him a thin letter and bows in thanks. They quickly leave and Charlie returns quickly.
"You wanted to meet me, Harry?"
"Yes, you are the highest employee in this Reserve, which is why I'm handing you the Reserve. We will sit together for a few hours and go through everything. Things will be way different than they were before, that's certain."
Harry looks at Lady Bones. "Lady Bones, did you find who in the Minister's entourage is responsible for the fiasco I discovered last night?"
"My aurors are going through all their offices and I will have an answer tomorrow morning at the latest. British time."
"Perfect, thank you very much Lady Bones for your quick intervention."
The DMLE group leave the Reserve, leaving Harry with the staff.
"Well, we have work to do."
Harry returned to Hogwarts and is murmuring curses and insults.
He shakes his head and apparates to his quarters. After cleaning up, he sits in his office and finds all four Founders looking at him.
"Today, I went to the Romanian dragon reserve. A thief for a Director, personnally chosen by the old goat, four terrorists who were weakening the wardstones. Can you imagine what kind of world we will be in right now if six hundred dragons will be flying over muggle cities? I talked with a dragon, who turned out to be Athiusa. That's right, Arthur Pendragon and Myrrdin Emrys' dragon. She sensed something in me no one did, not even you."
Harry raises his strongest secrecy wards and wills all his rings to appear, showing his hand to the Founders.
All four Founders are close to feigning, which should be near impossible. "You are not only our collective Heir but also Arthur and Merlin's Heir?"
"Yes but not only that. I'm also Lord Peverell."
"WHAT?"
"Yes. I already have the wand and the cloak." He summons the Elder wand and leaves it on his office and takes out the Invisibility cloack and leave it next to the wand.
"Riddle used the Gaunt ring to store part of his soul. The Gaunts are the publicly known Heirs of Slytherin and sometime in history, they were able to acquire the stone and bound it to their Lordship ring. I know where it is but I'm not rushing to find it, as its not time yet."
"Harry, all of this is insane, even by my own standards."
"I believe you Godric but I honestly think that the Potters were somehow cursed during their four thousand years of existence."
"You are the Lord of eight out of the thirteen most powerful families?"
Harry nods slowly, showing how tired he really is.
"And that's not it. It appears that since I'm Pendragon's Heir, I'm also going to learn to be a dragonlord."
"But ... it hasn't been seen since Arthur himself vanished centuries ago."
"And yet, his dragon is still around Aunt Helga. I'm really really tired of running across the world. Oh, by the way, I apparated to Romania and back. Without a stop in the middle."
Salazar starts laughing, Helga wonders what exactly is going on, Godric is gaping at Harry and Rowena is busy thinking about something.
"Oh. Harry, I have good news and bad news."
"I'm too tired to care tonight Aunt Rowena. Start with the bad news first."
"There might be a prophecy made over a thousand years ago that speaks about a Lord many times over and leading a fight with Death's help."
Harry dumbly look at her and sighs again. "And the good news, Aunt Rowena?"
"I think there is a way for us to train you. It will be through Merlin's vault, I'm almost sure."
"With everything going on, I cannot disappear for months. Heck, I cannot disappear for a whole day without something bad happening."
"Then share your duties Harry. You are already exhausted and it only has been a few days."
"I will see what else I can delegate tomorrow. For now, I need a good night of sleep. Goodnight everyone."
They all share a knowing look but don't say anything.
Harry sits down to eat his breakfast in his office when he hears someone knocking. "Come in."
Sirius and Remus enter the office and smile at him. "Good morning Harry, how are you today?"
"In all honesty, I'm drowning under all the work I have to do plus school. I will name Griphook my High Financier, plus I need someone who will handle everything related to laws. Then, I want to create a spying agency, mainly connected to Potter and two other Houses. I'm sorry to spring this on you like this but please enter the pensieve. You will understand everything."
They look at him in slight worry and quickly enter the pensieve. They come out ten minutes later gaping at him.
"You can be King of Albion this second if you want."
"No, Lady Magic herself is the one who decides when I get to be King of Albion. I personally do not want it but apparently that's one of the requirements. This is a secret that is safe within your oaths. I need to create a full organization but I need to create it to make it last. I need your help."
Both men nod and sit in the living room in Harry's office and start talking about every position required in a multi-Houses organization.
Harry finish eating his breakfast and calls Ragnok. "Thank you for yesterday. Everyone happy with the bonus?"
"You can say that Harry. How are you?"
"I told the Founders and both Sirius and Remus. Both men are currently working on creating a full organization. I need to ask Griphook if he wants to be my High Financier."
The mirror is snatched from Ragnok's hands and Griphook is grinning in the mirror. "Of course Lord Potter. It will be an honor."
"Great, I'm coming over now." Harry calls Remus and Sirius. "I'm coming back in half an hour. I'm with Ragnok and Griphook."
He enters Ragnok's office and gives the High Financier's necklace to Griphook.
"Reinvest my money to cover the coming expenses of Potter Castle. From the Potter business vault, create a new business based on the mirrors. Hire arithmancy and runes Masters. Hire elves to create the mirrors and buy a sand company somewhere in the world to create better quality mirrors. This is all the plans concerning that whole idea."
He takes out another thick file and hands it to Griphook. "I will have a High Advocatus or High Lawyer to deal with these issues. The Daily Prophet became a cesspool of bullshit and I want that to change. Whoever Sirius and Remus find for the position will be dealing with this first. Other than tying all of them to actual decent rules, I want to create a channels offer and change the name from Daily Prophet to Britain Magical News or BNN. It will be a multi-facet business with newspaper and channels transmitting various information from politics to cooking to educational channels. They are to build it right , and I don't want anyone to hear about it. Everything is in the contracts."
He takes the last file he came with and copies it. "This is sealed to only open to the both of you. This is the revised and approved plan of Hogwarts, for everything related to improve the school. The interesting part you will find is the third chapter, which details every single thing they want to do to the Castle. You now have plans to slowly start planning everything you need."
"That's amazing Harry. We will be able to give you a fixed price in a week. For the first two files, I will let Griphook deal with them with your appropriate officials."
"Perfect, thank you Ragnok, Griphook. Do you have any questions?"
"How are you my friend?"
"Overworked to an extent but still alive. Yesterday was rough and I need to keep my energy high as I'm hunting for Greyback tonight."
"Its good that you are sharing your tasks Harry. And do you need any help?"
"I will ask for Lady Magic to help me find him. After his death, I will be to cure every werewolf on earth."
Both Goblins exchange a shocked look. "What?"
"Oh, didn't I tell you? Professor Snape and I found a cure. Remus Lupin is officially cured and we are waiting for the Potion Guild's to approve our potions."
"Oh dear Merlin, that will change everything. That will change everything."
"Indeed Ragnok. I'm sorry, I'm going to go sleep for a while. I'm going to call you in five or six hours."
They both nod and he heads back to the Founders tower. "Hey guys, I'm going to sleep. I want to be fully awake for tonight."
"Sure thing pup, sleep tight."
He falls asleep the second his head touches the pillow.