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Dammed, I can't select one, I got Teleportation. I already can do that! Shit Game! I gathered my thoughts, dammed, I could have completed a hidden quest with my spaceship! I totally forgot it, it was possible I was sure of that. Well, maybe next time.

I pressed Y. I woke up when I heard "...Potter!" At least I am not in Azkaban as Sirius the dog.

19 A piece of paper.

I looked around, I sat in the Great Hall, with a lot more people than normal? I spotted the old goat standing next to a cup with blue flames coming out of it? Fuck? Did I skip a year? Everyone was looking at me. The old goat was holding a paper in his hand and looked at me.

Then, it felt all kinds of wrong with me, my stomach hurts… no not my stomach, lower? My chest area was feeling strange too like a weight was added to it. I looked down, and noticed something horrible!

I was wearing a fucking skirt! I put my hands on my chest… I got bloody fucking BOOBS! I gasped and felt down below, and screamed! My dick was gone!

Level 4

Current World: Harry Potter Year 4

Main Quest: Reach level 35, win the Tournament, catch Riddle

Restrictions: No DMLE, DoM, or Gringotts.

Quest reward: Depends on the level of completion. Failure: Spend the next century as an Inferi

Dumbledore called: "Rose Potter! Go to the after chamber please." I calmed myself down, relax because I am the Great… dammed! I am the stupid puppet that gets buggered all the time! I will have to channel Gilderoy.

I calmly said: "I can't be a champion, sir, just moments ago Cedric was chosen for Hogwarts. What school am I representing? Also what moron put my name in that stupid cup? Is this supposed to be funny?" I read in a FF that stepping into the after-chamber is accepting to participate, so I have to troll him here.

Dumbledore gave his grandfatherly smile: "We will find out later my girl, now go to the after chamber." I responded: "Oh no Headmaster! Going back there is admitting that I want to enter that stupid tournament! How am I going to survive with only three years of schooling? Do you want me to die? Now answer me, what school am I supposed to represent?"

Dumbledore looked at the paper and said: "It said Salem Witches Institute, my girl. Now go to the back chamber. There are things to discuss." He is obviously eager to let me participate, let's troll him a bit.

I shook my head: "Sir, are you telling me you transferred me to another school? If I am a champion of Salem Witches Institute, then I am not a student here anymore. This means next year I am going there for my education, as a matter of fact, that is quite appealing right now. After all, if you are not in the sixth or seventh year, participating is certain death. Do you want me to die, sir?"

That last comment shook the students, they never thought that far ahead. I felt the legilimence probe from Dumbledore trying to enter my defenses, pretending to feel something I held my hand before my eyes and said: "What is this feeling? It is as someone is poking into my brain. Who is doing this?"

Dumbledore looked shocked, did he force it too hard? She used to be so easy to read before. He gathered his thoughts and said: "There is nothing we can do right now my girl, let's go to the after chamber, the other champions are waiting."

I glared at him: "Did you just declare me a champion Mr. Dumbledore? Did you just decide my fate?" I made a show of storming to the after chamber.

Xxxxx

I entered the chamber, where the three champions were waiting, Cedric asked: "Did they send you here for something?" I shook my head: "They are forcing me to compete for another school. Dumbledore just declared me a champion."

Fleur protested: "But that can't be! She is just a little girl!" I stormed at her and hugged her tight: "Thank you for saying that Miss Delacour! I am so scared." Fleur's heart melted and hugged me back: "Poor girl, we will help you as much as we can."

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My face is between the left and right sides of heaven, so I don't care. Bagman entered the room: "Ladies and gentlemen, we have a fourth champion. Rose here is just selected as the fourth champion."

Fleur came to my defense: "That is Miss Potter to you, you barbarian! And you have to find a way to get her out of this tournament! It is too dangerous for little girls."

Krum nodded: "Da, we chose to be here, find a way to cancel the contract." Cedric added: "This is the Tri-wizard tournament, not the For-Wizard, or Five. There must be a rule for it when the Goblet is compromised."

Bagman protested: "But, she has a chance for eternal glory!" Reluctantly I lifted my head from heaven and glared at Bagman: "Eternal glory? Name two former champions. It seems to me you have another chance to gamble. I heard from the Weasley twins you paid them with gold from the Leprechauns, which disappear after two hours. So a gambling addict helped organize this?"

Dumbledore tried his trick again, he rushed to me, grabbed my shoulders, and asked: "Rose, did you enter your name in the Goblet?" I felt him probing me again, well, I am a girl, so I slapped him, flat-handed right on his cheek.

I yelled at him: "Don't touch me again you pervert! And stay out of my head! Each time you look at me I feel something in my head. Is that you doing it?"

Everyone gasped at my accusations, Snape tried some damage control: "Potter! You get expelled for this. Fifty points from Gryffindor! You are as bad as your father."

Slowly I turned to the snake: "What are you doing here? Cedric is a Hufflepuff and I am from Salem. You can shove those points where the sun doesn't shine for all I care. So shut your filthy mouth. Now, who do I have to sue to get out of this death trap?"

Dumbledore was dazed, she dared to slap him? Did she notice all his legilimence probes? When he heard me say the word sue, he reacted: "Rose my girl, you can not sue anyone, you are under age."

I shrugged: "The headmistress or headmaster from Salem will decide on that. She is my legal guardian after all." Dumbledore fumed: "You are mistaken my girl, I am your magical guardian. The wizengamot appointed me."

I looked him into the eyes and said: "So you are the animal that dropped me off at my magic hating relatives? An aunt that is so vindictive that I had to cook from five years old? An uncle that used me as a punching bag until I was nine, and I could only stop that pervert from touching me with accidental magic? That kind of magical guardian? A guardian that allowed them to let me sleep in a cupboard for ten years? TELL ME!" I flared my magic and pushed the goat away with it. With a sob, I planted my face in heaven again.

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Yep, just the right amount of drama, I got it from Gill. McGonagall gasped: "Albus! You told us she was well-taken care of! I warned you they were not right for her."

The other Headmasters watched the drama with open mouths, Maxime said: "Dumblidore, is Miss Potter telling us that you let her family abuse her? Are there not children services in Britain?" Dumbledore backpedaled: "I assure you that it was to keep Rose safe from death eaters. That she is alive right now proves it was the right decision." Huh? He can say that with a straight face?

Slowly, reluctantly, I removed my face from the twin peaks of heaven. I said to Dumbledore: "Dumbledore, I declare you an enemy of House Potter. I renounce all claims you pretend to have over me. You stole my father's cloak before he died, everything else you stole from me has to be returned this month or I declare a blood feud on House Dumbledore."

Everyone gasped at my proclamation. Dumbledore panicked: "Rose, my girl…" Well, accidental magic happens sometimes, so I slammed him with Telekinesis against a wall, I might have accidentally broken his precious wand. I have another in my Inventory anyway. I screamed: "I am not your girl!" You know, old bones are brittle? Yep, I cracked a few... ok more than a few. He got shipped off to Pomfrey. All that time I was sobbing in Fleur's arms. Madame Maxime was a no-go, if I hug her my face would be in her crotch. Hagrid can have that pussy... puss.

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Barty Senior tried to keep the shipwreck afloat: "We have to inform the champions of the first task. To show us that you can face unknown dangers we will not tell you what you are up against."

I groaned: "So you twat, you are informing us that you are not informing us? Are you under an imperious curse? Looking at that foul thing under your nose, you don't have a brain or tact at all. I am so dead." Fleur started to stroke my hair, it is very suiting, I am feeling tingly all over.

Xxxxx

When I returned to the common room, there was a party in full swing. They all sheered when I crawled through the portrait… another fine invention of the wizarding world. Hide a quarter of the students behind a portrait of a fat woman.

I kind of pictured how the founders planned for it:

Godrick: "Hic, that was a strong drink, Sal."

Salazar: "Yeah, hic... Helga brews a nasty liqueur. What did you call it Helga?"

Helga: "I named it Whiskey just drink and shut up pussies get some hair on your chest. Hic."

Rowena: "Helga, we shaved that off last week because it tickled too much Hic"

Godrick: "Aye, that you did hic, you used bloody blunt knives too."

Salazar: "Aye, It took me two days to recover from that."

Helga: "Pussies, you can't even handle two bottles. Why are we here anyway?"

Rowena: "If I remember it right, we were talking of hiding our students."

Salazar: "hic. Oh yes, we were betting on who was making the most ridiculous entrances to the students' dorm.

Godrick: "I'll go first! I put them on the seventh floor behind the picture of aunt Gabby. They need to say a password to get in and have to crawl in on hands and knees. Hic."

Rowena: "Hah! I can top that! I put them on the seventh floor, but to enter they have to answer silly riddles, the more people are at the door the harder the questions going to be."

Helga: "Hehe, I put them in the cellar behind some barrels, to enter you have to knock on the rhythm you say my name, if you fail you get hosed with dirty fish water. Top that if you can!"

Salazar: "Easy dear Helga! I put them in the dungeons, their common room looks out underwater to the Black Lake. To enter you have to say a password to a blank wall."

Godrick sobered up: "Those are all ridiculous! We all win! Helga open another bottle! You are doing Sal now, Rowena honey, this week I am yours!"

Yep, something like that. They must have been pisdrunk to think of something like that."

Xxxxx

The twins were doing the 'we not worthy' on their knees, the seniors were too drunk already to care, Collin, my private stalker kept on taking pictures. Hermione rushed to me, Ron too, although I saw it coming already.

He started to complain: "Why did you not tell us you entered? I could have put my name in it too! Too good to share the glory huh?" Hermione gasped: "Ron! Rose must have a reason to put her name in that cup." Ok... I did not see that coming.

I asked Ron: "Do you really believe I put my name in that goblet? Truly believe?" He bit back: "Yes I believe that. You are always seeking attention." I looked at Hermione: "And you? Do you really think I put my name in that goblet?" Slowly Hermione nodded.

I sighed: "It hurts to lose friends, but now I realized you never were my friends. I hope you both are happy together because we are done."

I left for my bedroom if I can remember where it is. Ron shouted loud: "Yes, run away you traitor" That is something I can not let go, I turned, amplified my voice, and asked everyone: "Hey all of you! If I had put my name in that Goblet, would Cedric be chosen or me?" Everyone called Cedric!

I continued: "Everyone that thinks a wizard with three years and two months experience can trick a magic artifact from behind an age line raises their hands!" Ron, Hermione, and a couple of third-years raised their hands.

I called: "One more time! If only the third years entered their name with Ron Weasley, would Ron been chosen?" Everyone shouted NOOO!

I conjured a goblet, put it on a table, and walked to a firstie, I gave him a piece of parchment and said: "Dennis, you learned the Leviosa spell, right? I want you to levitate that paper into the goblet. As a matter of fact, any first-year student that can do that from a five yards distance gets a galleon from me." Minutes later, all firsties succeeded.

I spoke up: "Any Muggle-born know the sport Basketball? Are there Quidditch chasers that can throw a ball through a hoop? And last but not least, I could have paid a seventh-year to enter my name, which I did not. I am sick of my fame and am rich enough to consider thousand galleons pocket change. Not bloody worthy to risk my life for."

I said to Ron: "You Ron, are a lazy slob, riding on someone else fame. And you Hermione, you must love to take care of Ronnie to feel needed. Fuck the both of you."

I Cut Chess, Prodigy from the jealous git. Yes, I can be petty, I am a girl, and am allowed to be petty… and pretty. Yes, I looked in a mirror and am a total babe. I would make love to myself if I could, but I'm having my fucking periods.

Xxxxx

I left the common room and went to the RoR, I asked for a cozy bedroom.

Now it was time to get organized, first my little helpers: "Dobby? Can you come… Hi Dobby, I need your help. Would you want to be my elf? A Potter elf?" The little guy blew a fuse, he hugged my legs in a death grip: "Yes! Dobby wants to." That was solved quickly, I asked him: "Do you know another elf to keep you company? I can't always be with you." I know it is spoon-feeding, but I am on a schedule.

Two minutes later Winky joined the Potter Family. I said: "First of all, I don't want to see my family in rags. Dobby, when you bring my trunk in here there are some galleons inside, buy some fabric and design with Winky a proper uniform, one worthy of House Potter, Winky, find a place for yourself here and sleep the butterbeer off. Your duty starts tomorrow, and I love to see you sober." Ok, that handles the elves.

I tried Teleporting, from one side of the room to the other. It was as easy as Phoenix flaming. I Teleported next to Gringotts and went inside, I approached a teller: "Master teller, may we trample our enemy and burn his beard off. Can you point me to my account manager? I don't know his name, mine is Rose Potter."

He answered: "Heiress Potter, I will notify your account manager, go through that door and wait for someone to get you. May your enemies fall before your feet and your vaults filled with gold." Meh, my greeting was better.

Ten minutes later a grumpy Goblin came in: "Follow me, Heiress Potter." We stopped before a door with a nice plaque on it, that said House Potter Account. He sat down behind his desk, and asked: "What do you need or want Heiress Potter?" Hey, that is discrimination! He is much friendlier to females!

I gathered my thoughts: "Today, I was selected into the Tri-Wizard tournament as a fourth Champion. They added me as a Salem Witch Institute student. This tournament is restricted to adults above seventeen. So I want to find out if I am an adult or not. Dumbledore forced me to compete by declaring me a champion. I want a way to contact that Institute to inform them and to ask for advice or aid. Next, I want to block all keys from my vaults, because I suspect Dumbledore is abusing his position to rob my vaults, with or without inside help." meaning you. That last barb hurt him, he began to swear in Gobelybogely… Gooby? Goblins? Meh, he swore in his language. I have to learn it sometimes.

I informed him of my declaration and coming blood feud against House Dumbledore, I added: "Explain to me why I never receive mail from Gringotts? I watched other Heirs receive mail from you, is House Potter too small to send mail to? Are we poor?"

Yep, another round of swearing followed, he slammed on some buttons, and he asked: "You never received mail from us? That is a serious breach of Gringotts policy. I just asked my mother to come here and examine you. And no, Miss Potter, you are quite rich."

I raised my eyebrow: "Oh? Why did I never get new clothes? Or proper food? I had to slave for thirteen years, and now I m rich? Aunt Petunia always bought my clothes from a second-hand store, and always selected the ugliest." Meh, enough of that teenage drama, I just have to get rid of the mail-block, so Dumbledore is in trouble with Gringotts.

The granny came in, waved her dagger, caned her son, began to swear in Gobelely, and removed the mail-block. I denied them to remove the rest, claiming I need it for evidence. With a new key in my hand, I went to the Postal Office, changed my looks to a blond blue-eyed, twenty-year-old pretty girl, and asked the clerk's aid to send an urgent express letter to Salem and one to the representative of Macusa at the ICW. How the owls cross the Atlantic is still a mystery to me.

The clerk was happy to see a pretty face on his night shift and was very helpful. Girls are so cheating characters! They only have to smile with big eyes, and the males are all over them with their paws… Ok, there are some downsides to being a girl too. Those tits, for example, they weigh a ton! My back is killing me. Any male that wants women to have a cup size above C needs to be killed! To save womankind.

Xxxxx

I Ported to my room after changing back to myself and went to bed.

The next morning Winky woke me up: "Mistress Rosey! There are people wanting to speak with you. You must wake up." Grumbling about my lack of sleep I prepared for my day: "Winky? Can you take my measurements and buy a few sets of Salem witches uniforms? If I have them for tomorrow is fine."

I gave her some money from my Inventory. Gilderoy was doing fine, I saved half of what he earned in my Inventory, so I am well off. A few grooming spells later, I was ready to face the new day.

Madame Maxime was waiting for me with McGonagall, four Aurors, and Amelia Bones: "Miss Potter, the head of the DMLE is here to ask some questions to you." I nodded: "Can you stay as a temporary guardian Madame Maxine? Dumbledore is Chief Warlock, so his political pull is too big." Madam Bones dropped her monocle with that comment: "I am certain Headmaster has the best intentions for you Miss Potter."

I looked calculating at her: "Ask your niece for the memory of last night. Madame Maxime, can you give the memory of what happened in the chamber last night? Madam Bones, if you don't have a Pensive, the Potter pensive that Dumbledore stole from House Potter is in the Headmaster's office. You may use that one." McGonagall gasped: "Miss Potter! That is a serious accusation!" I interrupted her: "My House Crest is all over that bowl Mrs. McGonagall! Wake up! Dumbledore is House Potter's enemy and that is final. Madam Bones, come again when you watched those memories.

Xxxxx

Madam Bones came back almost two hours later: "Heiress Potter, those were disturbing memories, both from reliable sources. Declaring Dumbledore an enemy of House Potter is very serious, can you elaborate your reasons?"

That was simple, I exposed all of Dumbledore's dirty laundry… Dammed! That is a nasty mental picture. Hmm, Fleur's Twin Peaks… ok that helped. I stopped with: "Last night I went to Gringotts to ask why I never got a mail from them. A Goblin examined me, there was a mail-block on me, all mail is redirected to somewhere else. It is removed from me now. But now that you are here, can you do a diagnostic spell on me?"

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After the examination, I asked: "Well Madam Bones? Have you enough power to put that old bastard in Azkaban?" She sighed: "It is not that simple Heiress Potter. To get to him, I need to side with the Dark faction of the Wizengamot. That is political suicide. I have removed the guardianship from Dumbledore for the moment." Coward, I said: "Thank you so much for upholding the law, Madam Bones. You are a prime example of a pureblood witch. I hope your niece doesn't take you as an example. Goodbye Madam Bones."

Xxxxx

At lunch, I sat with Fleur at the Ravenclaw table, the rumor that I put Dumbledore in the Hospital wing with accidental magic was all over school. Cedric did a good job distributing the news and blamed Dumbledore for the accident. I like the puff already, not Like-Like, just like.

The ferret felt the need to get on my bad side: "Hey Potty! Are you angry at your hero? You can always come to me if you want to be with a real man."

Ok… I could not help it, I started laughing, seriously, I could not stop, every time when I looked at little ferret I started again. At last, I said: "Oh, I needed that. Thank you little ferret, but have you ever done something without daddy or that grease ball holding your little pipi?

The whole Hall started laughing, even the Snakes.

Snape called: "Fifty points from Gryffindor for foul language!" I called back: "I am a Salem Witch now you greasy idiot! Shove your points in Dumbledore's ass. Oh no, you usually shove your dick in it, don't you? How else can you hold on to your job?"

Fake Moody started chuckling: "I need to remember that one." McGonagall: "Miss Potter! Mind your language!"

I called back: "It is English Mrs. McGonagall. I can't tell you in French, because it is not that good yet."

McGonagall: "Detention Miss Potter." I grinned: "You can't give detentions to students from another school Madam. Your headmaster expelled me by declaring me a Champion from Salem Witch Institute.

You are however required to provide lodgings to the champions, food, and access to the library. I demand private quarters to prepare for the first task. And I warn you if that Headmaster comes in a radius of ten yards from me I will attack him." Everyone gasped at my statement.

I checked my food for potions, yep, it was in my food and drinks, I checked Fleur's food too. Bingo! An international incident! I called Krum: "Mister Krum! Check your food for potions! Mine and Fleur's are contaminated with potions."

Krum shouted some nasty words, he checked and said: "They are fine Miss Potter." I called back: "Spell for alchemy-based potions, Mr. Krum." When Karakof heard that, he rushed to Krum, he knew the spells. A few moments later Maxime and Karakof were on Minnie's case.

Fleur asked me: "How did you know?" I shrugged: "Every time something happens, none of us tells it to our parents or guardians. How else can he do that?"

Xxxxx

A half-hour later, Madam Bones was back in the castle. Drugging the competition was a major breach of contract, and Maxine and Karakof were milking it to the max. Pun intended.

I approached Madam Bones: "Madam Bones, I am forced to represent my school because my headmistress is not here yet. In her name, I want to press charges to Hogwarts for poisoning the champions from the other schools. It is a stain on Britain that you will allow that senile man run the last bits of reputation into the dirt."

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Madam Bones just rolled her eyes. I saw that! That is asking for a slap-down: "Madam Bones, what are the people of Macusa going to do if the word comes out you are forcing a fourteen-year-old girl into an adult dangerous competition. And to top that, you enter her on their schools' name. It is clearly an attack on the integrity of their school! Then you drug us so their Champion can look good."

Hah! Take that Bones! She paled more and more with every sentence I spoke. I nodded: "Now you understand? Just to prove you are better than them. You better prepare, because I wrote letters to Salem and the representative of the ICW. I expect them here tonight or tomorrow." Bones rushed away.

Xxxxx

Am I ruthless? Maybe I am, but I am a fourteen-year-old girl, alone against everyone. So I kick ass.

Now that I think of it, the goat is still with Poppy, it is time to raid the goat's office. I went to the RoR and changed into my Phoenix. I flamed to Fawkes and Dispelled the Curse. With an angry chirp, Fawkes flamed away. Tomorrow roasted goat is on the menu. I started to rob the place clean, my pensive, books, Grimoire's, even Flamels Stone, my Inventory took it all. Fawkes came back and together we toasted his place, Fawkes took especially offense at the robes.

After that, we played for hours, our game of tag through the castle ended in the Ravenclaw common room where I spotted Luna. We landed on her shoulders, Fawkes took a good look in her eyes, turned to some students, and gave an evil look. I tried it too, I looked into Luna's eyes, and saw the sorrow and loneliness, with the ones responsible for it.

Angry, I screeched at them. I flamed Luna with me to the RoR, Fawkes followed, I changed back to myself and called Dobby and Winky: "Dobby, Winky, Luna has a lot of her stuff missing, can you get her trunk here along with her lost stuff? She will be staying with us for a while."

Luna looked at me and asked: "Why are you a boy? And yet you are a girl." I shrugged: "I was a little boy, then a bigger boy, then a stupid man, now I am a girl. I don't know what I am going to be next. Now, your Mage Sight is hindering your education, learn to turn it off before you get Nargels yourself. I enlarged the bed and we went to sleep.

Xxxxx

Lying in my bed I was going over my feelings, that Horcrux is affecting my temper, no, not the Horcrux alone, but also the abuse I got from the Dursleys.

I lashed out like an angry cat to everyone, Lockhart was making fun of, and with everyone, I am turning everyone against me. Once the Headmistress is here the Horcrux got to go, and maybe I visit a mind healer.

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