A/n: I know that I am greatly altering the world, it's power structure, and
all that are within it in this fic. Therefore, you will probably get
confused about things since I rarely go into much detail. If you are
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Knowledge is Power Prologue
Four Hundred and twenty years ago, the side of good lost. Albus Dumbledore and Harry Potter retreated, along with all that remained of the side of good. Albus Dumbledore cast the Fidelius Charm on Hogwarts Castle, and named Harry the secret keeper. Harry Potter was turned to stone by a special enchantment, and he would return to a human state when the side of good needed him most. Since Harry was still alive, in a sense, Hogwarts castle was safe.
Albus Dumbledore started the tradition of pouring one's magical energies into Harry when they thought their time to die was near.
The world was essentially divided, though quite unevenly. Hogwarts castle and Hogsmeade with it's population of two hundred, and the outside world, with it's population of one thousand.
Thus the great Muggle wars began. There was no doubt the Dark Wizards fought dirtily. Poisoned water supplies, Imperius curses, natural disasters, and Giants wiped about 98% of all Muggles off the face of the earth. The Muggles began to fight amongst themselves, and finally formed small hunter/gatherer societies. Their old heritage of TV, radio and air conditioning forgotten.
Naturally, everyone outside of Hogwarts had to be pure-blooded. All children who were found to be Squibs, were killed and never mentioned again. Voldemort was named king and all followed his rule.
His castle, the fortress of Azkaban, he ordered to be filled with books. Every book someone found, had to go to Azkaban. Over the next century, books were slowly brought to Azkaban, with a reward of ten galleons per book.
Gradually, the outside world forgot things. First they became history, then stories, then legends, and finally, completely forgotten.
The Slytherin bloodline (Which had been renamed "the purest line") was obviously the governing body. They ruled Azkaban, and had access to all the books. Nobody else was allowed to touch any book that was older than three hundred years. Everyone in the purest line had to have two male heirs. It didn't matter at all if they had eleven daughters, the sons were the only ones who could inherit the throne.
The wizarding population slowly grew, and spread throughout most of Europe. And finally, four hundred years after Hogwarts disappearance, the Wizarding population reached one million. (Not including those at Hogwarts.)
Also, slowly, the world healed itself. Dams collapsed allowing water to flow freely once more, stone and asphalt cracked allowing grass to grow freely, and air pollution drifted down to nothing.
Animals bred and flourished. Trees grew and bloomed. The global temparture returned to where it was supposed to be, and the polar ice caps stopped melting. All the years and years of Muggle damage was getting swept from the earth.
After four centuries, there was barely any evidence at all that Muggles had flourished so.
Maps and globes were put inside Azkaban as well, leaving the wizarding population clueless to the world's geography. And with Muggles reverting to the stone age hunter/gatherer techniques, nobody went around writing more maps.
Hogwarts castle was also quite populated, with a population of 100,000 inside the grounds of Hogwarts, they were really suffering from overpopulation. Thankfully, there was enough food to go around.
Harry Potter had so many people's magical energy inside of him that, many were afraid that his body would give out were he to rise again. Thus the practice of pouring one's strength into Harry was outlawed. Nobody objected.
All who lived inside the walls of Hogwarts knew that outside the wall, there was danger. So none were allowed to leave.
Coincidentally, Hogwarts is where our story starts. With Benedict Weasley, the illegetimate great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great- great-great-great grandson, of Harry Potter, and Ginny Weasley.
Knowledge is Power Prologue
Four Hundred and twenty years ago, the side of good lost. Albus Dumbledore and Harry Potter retreated, along with all that remained of the side of good. Albus Dumbledore cast the Fidelius Charm on Hogwarts Castle, and named Harry the secret keeper. Harry Potter was turned to stone by a special enchantment, and he would return to a human state when the side of good needed him most. Since Harry was still alive, in a sense, Hogwarts castle was safe.
Albus Dumbledore started the tradition of pouring one's magical energies into Harry when they thought their time to die was near.
The world was essentially divided, though quite unevenly. Hogwarts castle and Hogsmeade with it's population of two hundred, and the outside world, with it's population of one thousand.
Thus the great Muggle wars began. There was no doubt the Dark Wizards fought dirtily. Poisoned water supplies, Imperius curses, natural disasters, and Giants wiped about 98% of all Muggles off the face of the earth. The Muggles began to fight amongst themselves, and finally formed small hunter/gatherer societies. Their old heritage of TV, radio and air conditioning forgotten.
Naturally, everyone outside of Hogwarts had to be pure-blooded. All children who were found to be Squibs, were killed and never mentioned again. Voldemort was named king and all followed his rule.
His castle, the fortress of Azkaban, he ordered to be filled with books. Every book someone found, had to go to Azkaban. Over the next century, books were slowly brought to Azkaban, with a reward of ten galleons per book.
Gradually, the outside world forgot things. First they became history, then stories, then legends, and finally, completely forgotten.
The Slytherin bloodline (Which had been renamed "the purest line") was obviously the governing body. They ruled Azkaban, and had access to all the books. Nobody else was allowed to touch any book that was older than three hundred years. Everyone in the purest line had to have two male heirs. It didn't matter at all if they had eleven daughters, the sons were the only ones who could inherit the throne.
The wizarding population slowly grew, and spread throughout most of Europe. And finally, four hundred years after Hogwarts disappearance, the Wizarding population reached one million. (Not including those at Hogwarts.)
Also, slowly, the world healed itself. Dams collapsed allowing water to flow freely once more, stone and asphalt cracked allowing grass to grow freely, and air pollution drifted down to nothing.
Animals bred and flourished. Trees grew and bloomed. The global temparture returned to where it was supposed to be, and the polar ice caps stopped melting. All the years and years of Muggle damage was getting swept from the earth.
After four centuries, there was barely any evidence at all that Muggles had flourished so.
Maps and globes were put inside Azkaban as well, leaving the wizarding population clueless to the world's geography. And with Muggles reverting to the stone age hunter/gatherer techniques, nobody went around writing more maps.
Hogwarts castle was also quite populated, with a population of 100,000 inside the grounds of Hogwarts, they were really suffering from overpopulation. Thankfully, there was enough food to go around.
Harry Potter had so many people's magical energy inside of him that, many were afraid that his body would give out were he to rise again. Thus the practice of pouring one's strength into Harry was outlawed. Nobody objected.
All who lived inside the walls of Hogwarts knew that outside the wall, there was danger. So none were allowed to leave.
Coincidentally, Hogwarts is where our story starts. With Benedict Weasley, the illegetimate great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great- great-great-great grandson, of Harry Potter, and Ginny Weasley.