While it'd only been a week, if one were to look at Hogwarts, you'd think they'd been without its primary source of entertainment for a year at minimum.
Hogwarts is crawling with various members of the Golden Dawn who are on assignment to scrub the castle from top to bottom and clear out everything dark or ritualistic.
Dumbledore's trial in their hidden base in France was televised across the hidden worlds. Although it would be more accurate to say crucifixion. Due to his heavy and very much willing involvement in allowing a Voldemort possessed vessel to walk around through the school unchecked for months he's been stripped of all his positions and possessions and is now Headmaster Emeritus and will be under heavy constant surveillance until he dies.
They were able to interrogate the wraith but unfortunately, they were unable to obtain much information due to some annoying safeguards, which now leaves their organization with more questions now than when they started this operation.
"Oh, for the sake of all immortals who aren't major pains in the ass, I thought we could get this over with, instead all we get is an extension and a peacock. If he tries approaching me again, I'm going to melt his soul." Hadrian gripes in his quarters while dealing with his umpteenth headache of the day.
The organization ordered McGonagall to get the school in shape on her own and find a replacement DADA teacher, since even if it is their fault that they need one, they made it very clear they wouldn't offer any help, and the one they found is nothing more than a liar prancing around as a hero. The fool even had the audacity to try and claim credit for an incident that happened in the states a few years ago that they were responsible for dealing with.
The only reason they bother dealing with the fool's so called "classes" is because of his most dangerous weapon, his idiocy. Moreso than magic, stupidity is deadly contagion which is hard to eliminate.
"Oi ye blasted snake."
Here comes the twin princesses of idiocy, Dumb Weasley and Dumb Potter.
Ever since they got back with Dumb as a Door paler than Peevees when he's being hunted by the Bloody Baron, they've been hounded the trio nonstop, despite their clearly stated threats and bloodlust, the idiots are of the mindset that they can do whatever they want if they pester people enough.
The only reason they're not suffering an eternal flame is because they're under orders to not kill children, even if they deserve it.
"Just leave them boss, they're not worth the effort to even waste half of a millisecond." Neville says quietly, trying to diffuse the situation by getting them to leave. Alas, due to the near hourly confrontations frequently shifting results, a crowd had quickly drawn without them noticing at all.
"There's too many, guess we'll just have to wait it out." Hermione, ever the pacifist outside of battle, sums up what they were already thinking.
"You think you're so great how you snaky peacock. We don't need you freaks here. This place, no this whole world, are for true wizards. None of you are anything, and you'll never be anything either. For you to waltz up in here with your bloody titles, acting so pompous. How dare you arrest Dumbledore, he's the leader of the light and the greatest wizard to exist since Merlin. Whatever he did is for the greater good of the world, who are you to try and judge him you death eaters."
The bottomless pit kept on digging his grave further and further with each and every syllable. His master standing right next to him, not saying anything, trying to get him to stop talking before he gets himself eviscerated, killed, or worse.
"Pretenders like you deserve to be fed to the Dementors, leave true wizards like us alone."
"I've had enough, orders be damned."
"What's going on here? Aren't you all supposed to be in class?" The loud voice of the interim headmistress McGonagall, breaks through the crowd as people began dispersing.
Just before she came into view there was a loud bang and a flash.
When everyone regained the mystical power of sight again they were treated to a strange sight. Two large green and silver guinea pigs hog tied and fused into the wall and floor with part of the wall having a carved message into it that says, "Idiots need to learn their place." With a timer counting down from 24 hours, meaning they'd be stuck like that until it was up.
Looking at the sight the aged administrator could do nothing but sigh heavily in annoyance and reluctant acceptance that there was nothing she, or anyone else in the school for that matter, could do for the duo. "I warned you but you clann amaideach never listen. What're you all looking at, didn't I tell you to go to class?" She yells at the still gathered students, some of whom were taking pictures, which would surely be spread throughout the school, and possibly Hogsmeade, by the time the hour was up, and putting up a privacy screen and telling the nearby portraits to report to her if anything happens to them before time runs out.
"Remind me again why it is that we're putting up with all of this? With each passing day I have to resist the urge to wipe this whole school off the map." Surprisingly this didn't come from either of the, as they've been monikered throughout the school and a few parts of the world, violent duo, but the normally calm Hermione.
"It's because of that damned prophecy. Normally I'd pass it off as the ramblings of a fraud, but after talking with Princess Alice, we've confirmed that thanks to the actions of both Dumbass and Riddle and the events they've both set into motion themselves, that the requirements to make it a true prophecy are already in play. If we want to stay ahead of the game, might as well do it from the epicenter."
"I'm aware of that, but that doesn't make dealing with negative brain cells, and bigoted morons any easier."
"Would you really be out in the field? You do know remember that everyone's currently spread throughout Asia trying to contain the wave of chaos being spread by him don't you. According to headquarters its getting worse by the day. There's rumors that he might be on a collision course with something, but as to what we don't know." Neville says as he places a large report with a strange photograph on the table in front of them.
"That reminds me, despite how busy I am, it's been decided that if it comes down to it, we'll be teaming up with the Black Prince to take him down. With how frantic the panic among those unaware of the hidden worlds and also some of the more secluded societies as well as the increasing number of uprisings, we can't afford to continue sitting on our arses now can we. Although I'll be the first to admit that most of this report sounds completely farfetched, even by normal standards."
"I'll say. I know he's technically a Sun God, but the normal qualities to classify him as such just aren't there. Aside from the facts that wherever he goes, there's an increase in rebellious behavior and total environmental shifts on colossal scales, we have no true info. There are some rumors that the name and abilities can possibly be inherited through an undisclosed method, the last time something like this occurred was around 800 years or so."
Taking a look at the picture they see that it's of a figure who's entire body is all white, wearing a hat, and has a large grin plastered on his face.
"Speaking of, it also says his that his main ability is based on bonds and liberation, but that's all." Hermione says, reading over and confirming everything for about the third time, before taking out the homework.
"That's enough for now. For now let's focus on fixing this crappy school first. Something tells me that things are about to get messy."
"This was not what I meant by messy."
Due to being called away late last night, they had just returned when they saw a commotion out of the fraud's classroom so went to investigate when they say a, not completely, unexpected sight.
Cormish pixies were running around and causing chaos like they were Peeves descendants and throwing objects, such as bags, books, and wands out of the window. A blonde Slytherin, Dinko maybe, was hanging by his robes from the chandelier while everyone else was cowering under the desk.
"As fun as this is, let's end this." Hadrian says looking at Hermione who takes out a talisman and throws it at the ceiling. There was a loud bang and everything was fixed, and the pixies were caged.
"How pathetic, for someone who sure loves to sing his own false praises to be taken out by things the size of a toe is sad. If it weren't for the fact that it's a pain to find a replacement that fool'd be out faster than you can spell wand." As soon as he said that there was a loud and long rumbling reverberating through the entire castle.
"Everyone take cover or those of you who can, put up a barrier. This is no earthquake." Hadrian says as the three of them run outside and pressing a hidden badge which sent out an alert to headquarters.
I thought we'd have more time. Why does everything always has to happen right when we're about to be at the busiest. Why are there not one but two. I can sense that one is an avatar, but there's something else buried beneath the castle. We'll deal with whatever's outside first." He says as members of the organization began teleporting in and locking down everywhere while McGonagall deployed the large security suits of armor while staring wide eyed in horror at what laid outside.
"Come out here brat right now, or I'll burn down everything and devour everyone who gets in my way."
A large oriental blue dragon, who seemed intoxicated, bellowed out, shattering every window in the surrounding area and cracking parts of the foundation.
"When this is over, remind me to butcher that old man." Hadrian says as he prepares to use his authorities to get it away from the area as quickly as possible. "I didn't think he'd be actually stupid enough to do this."
Flashback...
"Just give it up already old man. We already know why it is you decided to endanger the lives of over four hundred defenseless and unaware children. It's all for that sick thing you call ego, so that you can be the hero and all that crap, but for the moment that's not why we're here. We've had our eyes on you for a very long time and we know what you've done, so skip the lying and the banter and tell us why, otherwise your delightful stay here will be, unfortunately for us, much longer. You should honestly be thanking me for my mercy, if I'd turned you over to my men then you'd be dead and we'd be combing through your brain's memories with necromancy. Someone as stupid as you is not exactly the type of person we invite over for a cup of tea. Then again, your bed mate next door isn't feeling much better either."
A heavily bruised, beaten, slightly burnt and malnourished Dumbledore can barely open his mouth, let alone lift his head at the taunts of the young king.
"Enough with the tired old man crap. This is serious, unlike you we actually care about protecting people, not feeding sick egos." Neville yells out as he presses one of the runes on the wall, which sends black lightning through the old man's body.
Its a very inferior version to the Black Prince's authority, but it does the job for dealing with prisoners like him.
"Everything is for, the, greater good." He says panting, taking several long pauses to try and get it out.
"Cut the crap." Neville says as he kicks him in the ribs a few times and breaking his nose again. "There's no such thing as greater good, there are only actions and consequences. Trying to justify your selfishness doesn't change the fact because of you countless people could be in danger. It's already getting close to reaching critical and if we don't seal the window then who knows what'll happen to the world.
"It is the greater good of all my boys. You children don't understand the sound."
Suddenly the withered old man starts acting as if he hasn't been routinely tortur- interrogated without any food or sleep.
"What sound? There's nothing in here but us."
"The drums. I've heard the drums banging. The drums of liberation."
AN
I know it's been a very long time since I've updated but I've been dealing with a lot of problems, including my laptop not working properly and losing some of the stuff I was going to use for this story. From here on I will try to update during the first week of each month at the very least.