Part 1
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Percy Weasley opened the door to the office of the prime minister. "You wanted to see me sir?"
Cornelius Fudge looked up. "Yes, I did. Have a seat please" He gestured toward the chair in front of his desk and Percy sat down with perfect posture. "First off, I'd like to thank you for letting me know about Olivander. It's given me a lot to think about."
Percy nodded. "Just doing my job sir."
Fudge leaned back in his chair. "I've been thinking about it. And I no longer have any doubt that You Know Who's wand was used on Harry Potter, but I have my doubts that he could simply rise back to power so quickly. Someone else must be behind the recent disappearances, and they're more powerful than him."
Percy raised an eyebrow. "Uh, sir. Who's more powerful than He Who Must Not Be Named?"
"There's only two people I can think of. One is Grindelwald, but he's still in prison across the ocean. The American Minister checked himself to confirm this, so it can't be him. The other is Albus Dumbledore." Fudge looked at Percy with a hint of suspicion, then his face softened.
Percy's eyes went wide. "Wait, what?" Percy thought for a moment. "That doesn't even make sense. Why would he attack Harry?"
"That's what I thought too. But we're talking about a genius here, I don't find it hard to believe that he knew it wouldn't kill him. And is trying to start a panic by making Harry think You Know Who attacked him." Fudge looked at Percy.
"Ok...but why would he do that?"
"That's what I'm trying to find out."
Percy looked at the prime minister completely confused. "Wait, what does this have to do with me?"
Fudge slid over a letter. "Dumbledore recently sent me a letter asking if there was someone available to teach transfiguration at Hogwarts while Minerva Mcgonnagall searches for Crouch Jr. I want you to do it, and keep an eye on Dumbledore."
"To see if your theory is correct." Percy said.
"Yes. I want to confirm his guilt or innocence. I want to know if he's trustworthy, or if he needs to be arrested. I can't act in either direction until I have some proof." Fudge said.
"Very well." Percy stood. "I'll contact Professor Dumbledore immediately."
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Part 2
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The Hogwarts express rolled out of the station as Harry sat down putting the triwizard cup on his lap. It jingled with the sound of galleons. Ron looked at him. "So, any idea what you're gonna do with your winnings?"
Harry looked back at the cup. "I don't know. I haven't really thought about it."
"Well you gotta do something right?" Ron said.
"Yeah I guess." Harry looked at the cup, then at Hermione.
She sighed. "Oh come on, you can't depend on me for everything. I don't have all the answers. Just most of them."
Harry looked out through the train window. "I guess I wanna do something that can help against Voldemort."
"You really think he's back?" Ron asked.
Harry kept looking out the window to a green pasture. "Maybe. If nothing else, he's getting his followers back." Harry said.
Ron thought for a moment. "Maybe Cedric has an idea. You could ask him."
"Maybe. What was that?" Gorilla like growls came from the hallway. Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked through the door at Cedric walking with Cho.
Cho sighed. "You still haven't gotten rid of that jinx?"
"No. It's trickier than I thought." Cedric looked at his shoes.
"Why haven't you asked a teacher for help?"
"I just wanna see if I can crack it." Cedric and Cho walked into a compartment. Harry followed after them. Cedric at Harry when he entered. "Oh, hey Harry. How's it going?"
"Uh, good. Listen, Cedric, I need some advice."
"Ok." Cedric shrugged.
"You remember how the triwizard champion gets a cash prize?"
Cedric raised an eyebrow. "Uh...I don't think I'm the person to ask for financial advice. Maybe try Hagrid."
"Uh no I-wait, what?" Harry shook his head. " Eh, nevermind that, anyway, I figured I might be able to use it against Voldemort. I was wondering if you had any ideas."
"Oh. Huh." Cedric thought for a moment. "So you want to put it toward something that could help stop him...you could ask Professor Sprout. She's an expert in plants, maybe she knows some that could be helpful. Although professors are usually pretty busy training students, we definitely don't want to distract from that. What about that Neville kid, he's an expert on herbology right?"
"Neville huh. Maybe…" Harry thought for a moment. Then he realized his skin was getting darker. He looked up to see Cedric now had dark brown skin and Cho's skin had turned tan.
Cedric looked at Cho. "Uh how long has it been since we got our finals back?"
"Uh, 8 days I think. Why?" Cho raised an eyebrow.
Part 3-
A hooded figure in a dark green cloak walked through the streets of knockturn alley. They passed several people with crooked smiles, broken noses, and missing body parts until stopping at a brick building with a sign of a white winged lizard breathing fire.
They opened a creaking wood door to a dimly lit room full of rotting wood tables with metal chairs. Flaming candles floated just below a wooden ceiling all across the room, but there were no scorch marks. A bar stood on the right with an enormous horned skull hung on the wall behind. A muscular man with dirty brown hair wiped off a black liquid from the bar and looked up at the hooded figure. Then they gave a smile with gleaming white teeth that would've been perfect if he weren't missing teeth. "Well now. Didn't expect you here of all places Min."
The figure smiled giving the glimpse of Minerva Mcgonagall. "What's wrong with visiting an old friend?"
"Nothing at all lass." The man chucked turning to a woman with a crooked nose serving a table. "Wanda. Would you mind looking after things for a little bit?"
The woman shrugged. "Eh, sure. Whatever boss."
"Thanks." The man stepped out from behind the counter and opened a metal door. "Why don't we make this a little more private?" He walked through the door.
"Agreed." Mcgonnagall followed the man down a flight of stairs into a room with couches and chairs.
As the two sat down, the man looked at Mcgonagall. "I heard about Poppy." The man clenched his fist. "I suppose you're here because of what happened."
Mcgonnagall nodded. "Yes, at least in part."
"All right I'm in. Let's take down that murderer."
