Lord of Zenth Mage
Chapter: 11 : The Release of the Toppers
At the Ministry, Harry was fuming with rage to no end. "DAMN YOU ALL! DAMN THE MINSTRY! DAMN YOU PIECE OF SO-CALLED LIGHT SIDES! DAMN YOU WORTHLESS LIERS! WHERE IS THAT BLOODY MINISTER OF AN IDIOT? WHERE IS THAT WORTHLESS SHIT OF HALFBREED MURDERER? WHERE IS THAT OLD FOOL MANIPULATOR? I WILL MAKE YOU ALL PAY TO DAY! I WILL MAKE YOU ALL SUFFER ALL TODAY! I SWEAR I WILL MAKE YOU SUFFER WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO BE A PAWN, A VICTIM, AND A WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT!"
The half top of the ministry building was suspending in mid air as there were no foundations or beams to support. What used to be the basement of the building under two miles of the ground was now transformed into mountains of rubble piles. Suddenly, there was three blurs and three figures was now standing before the raging Harry face to face. Pai Mei Yuan stepped forward without hesitation and placed a hand on Harry's shoulder. "Harry, calm your self for a moment. You will tire your self." She whispered softly in Harry ear. Harry looked at her, and then the other two, "Mei Yuan, Rupa, Rajig, what are you doing here?"
The three in the question shuddered involuntarily at the look on Harry's face. They decided not to cross him if they want to live normal lives. "We felt your…eh…anger when we were waiting for you. We thought you might need a hand for whatever you are dealing with." Rajig answered for the three of them. Harry looked at them gratefully and hugged the two girls tightly. He buried his face in their hair and inhaled the freshly washed smell. 'They smell good,' Harry thought to himself. "Thank you. I really need someone beside me dealing with those scums out there." He mumbled into the two girls' hair. He pulled away gently from them and walked over to Rajig, who was looking around the damage with interest. Harry gave Rajig a brotherly hug and thanked him for coming.
"Harry, you might want to move everyone out of this building very soon. It's not that I doubt you can hold the building as long as you want, it's just that people out there won't last very long if they are still under a half-damaged building." Rupa suggested as she saw people in each protective doom looked they might pass out any time soon. They were eyeing the building over them with wide eyes.
Harry, understanding the situation, waved his hands in rapid movements. The protective dooms, along with the people inside them, disappeared one by one. After about five minutes every doom and people in the building were gone to safety ground above the ground. Harry motioned his friends and they joined the others on the ground. As soon as they touched the ground, there was a series of thunder of crushes and the ground shook violently. The ground shaking was picked up in London Weather Control Center as a 7.6 Richter scale earthquake from some a meteor impact with the earth. The thunderous crushes were heard echoing from deep under the ground.
Harry looked around and saw that there were thousands of witches and wizards all looking at the fallen ministry building, the building that was their pride and shelter for centuries. Some had streams of tears running down and some had shoulders slumped down in defeat. Their wand hands were resting uselessly on their sides.
Harry narrowed his eyes in annoyance and boomed out, startling the crowd, "Listen and listen carefully you weak fools. Look around you. What do you see? I see a bunch of immature, worthless, weakest stupid pigs crying their heads off. It's no wonder you are always under constant treats of Dark Lords. You are showing weakness instead of showing strength to your children. You are showing immaturity instead of showing wisdom to your next generations. You are showing blindness instead of directing your children to the right path. You are fools for following your ministry blindly. You are scared pigs for allowing Darkness to rule on this country. You are slaves for waiting for orders to do what is right to be done. You are cowards for not standing up against your enemies as one. You are worthless for who you are. Change yourselves. Change your family. Change the way you live. Change your children's future. Change your arrogant, worthless, good-for-nothing blood barriers. You are no pureblood. You are no half-blood. You are no mud blood. You are one, children of this country. You are brothers and sisters. You are wizards and witches with brains and hearts. Stand up! Unite! Fight for Justice! Bow to no one! Build a better community in understanding!"
Harry breathed heavily after his long and emotional speech. He felt like a heavy burden had been lifted off from his heart. All he said was what was all in his mind. He had one last thing to say though, "Did you know that your ministry has been destroying thousands of lives heartlessly while they claim they were fighting evils? Did you know that you are all responsible for the lives of thousands of innocent people by not uniting and leaving absolute power to your ministry? Did you know that you are going to suffer what it felt like to be the victim? Did you know that I am about to punish you all and your children for ignoring your responsibility for so long? Well here's news flash! Everything is about to change for good. If you don't yet know what I am talking about, come forward and I will make sure you never forget what I'm telling you." Harry finished with a fire in his eyes. He looked around the crowd.
The crowd was stunned. Never in their lives had they been told like this. Never in their lives had they been attacked to their hearts. Never in their lives had they been enlightened their past actions as this clear. Never in their lives had they been in so much hate with themselves. Never in their lives had they been tried to consider their lives. Never in their lives had they been stared at and through their souls by someone. Never in their lives had they seen someone as powerful enough to destroy an enormous building without a sweat as this person standing before them, looking deadly dangerous. Things that had never occurred to them to consider before were coming into their minds one after another.
Before anyone could utter a word, the whole area went cold despite the sun. Chills ran up and down everyone's spine except Harry. Rupa, Mei Yuan, and Rajig took hold of Harry and the chills stopped immediately. A cloud of black figures block the sun from the view.
"DEMENTORS!" Someone yelled and every wand from the crowd was pointing at the Dementors instantly. The Expecto Patronum curse was on the tip of everyone's lip when a powerful voice deafened their ears. "STOP THIS INSTANT YOU FOOL!"
Harry waved his hand over the crowd lazily and the effects of the Dementors disappeared immediately. "They are the victims of your stupid decision. They would not be here today if you fools are not stupid pigs, worthless scums. They are your superiors before can even say 'magic.' They are the Toppers whom your ancestors and now you treated with so much hate and fear. They were cursed the entire bloodline for killing an Heir of a dark lord in the Founders of Hogwarts time. They were being lied to by your so-called righteous ministry. Their curse could have been lifted centuries ago if you have paid any attention to the history of your heroes and your petty ministry. You will bow to them for your sins. You will bow to them until they forgive you." Seeing the looks of disgust and defiance, Harry drew magic directly from the Black Hole and pushed forward to the crow, "I SAID NOW!"
Everyone in the crowd felt their magical cores shook violently. They felt their minds went numb and knees bent down. Seeing everything was in order, Harry stuck their knees to the ground. It wouldn't lift until the Toppers were turned into human again.
The crowd watch in horror as five Dementors glided over to Harry and bowed in front of him. They heard a high screech from the Dementor in the middle. Then, to their shock, they heard Harry said, "It was my pleasure, Lord Toppers. I am Harry Potter, Lord Potter-Evan-Grindelwald. Call me Harry."
Then after another long screech, they heard Harry said again, "Yes, I've heard of everything. They knew your curse, the way to lift the curse, and they even found a way to enter the spirit realm. They hide the information from you for centuries in order to have 'security guard' for them."
There were series of screeches from the Dementors. After a moment Harry spoke again in a sad tone, "Yes, I imagine that. I am sorry for your lose. Please just tell me what I have to do once I get in the spirit realm."
There was a surprise screech. Harry answered, "Yes, the portal they have created has been destroyed with the building. But I don't need a portal to leap in and out of realms, so I am told."
A long and enthusiastic sound quickly followed after Harry's sentence. Harry smiled slightly, "No problem at all. I'm just merely doing what should have been done ages ago. Now, wait here for a moment. I will be back in 20 minutes."
Harry held out his hands in front of him and closed his eyes. The air in front of him rippled. The ripple grew in to shimmer, and then turned into a blue transparent glass-looking air substance. Harry opened his eyes and smiled as he saw his work. He turned to Rupa, Mei Yuan, and Rajig and said, "I won't be long. Look after the crowd. If someone come and tries to harm them, arrest them and send the prisoner to Gringotts. Tell the Goblins you have a test subject for the new wards from me. See you soon."
Harry stepped into the shimmering air and disappeared in and instant. The whole area was silent. Not even a bird's song could be heard. Over three thousand wizards and witches were kneeling, eyes locking at the place where Harry had just disappeared. Three teenagers were standing in front of the kneeling crowd, looking around like hawks looking for preys.
Just above the crowd was a flock of Dementors gliding around excitedly. The sun was block from the view by the Dementors. It had been 7 minutes since Harry disappeared. Suddenly there was a flash of blindingly bright light from the shimmering air. When the light faded, Harry was standing there with his right hand tightly clasped around a pale, transparent ghost's neck. The ghost seemed to be struggling to break free from Harry's firm grip. Harry tightened his grip and the ghost stopped struggling.
While the crowd was wondering how Harry could touch a ghost like a solid object, the whole crowd of Dementors glided closer to the ground and to Harry.
Harry motioned to the Dementors to stay close to the ground in a circle around him. When all Dementors were in position, Harry pulled the ghost roughly in front of his face and said, "Now, release their curse, you bloody insane, son of a bitch. I swear I will send you to the seventh hell if you don't do it correctly. Do it now!"
The ghost nodded shakily and raised his transparent hands. It spoke some long and strange words in monotone. Harry was listening intently to every word that was being said. He nodded in approval. Nothing happened for a moment. Slowly a doom of light began to form around each and every Dementor. The doom was pure white at first, and then it turned to pure black. There were cries from each doom. After about 2 minutes of continuous cries, the dooms began to turn back to pure white. The dooms were so bright that no one could see what are inside the dooms.
The dooms slowly faded out from sight. One third of the former Dementors appeared as transparent ghosts. They seemed to have died along time ago but were unable to enter the spirit realm because of the curse. The rest of the former Dementors appeared as perfect human bodies. They were all naked and were curled up in balls. Some of them looked quite old. Majority of them looked to be under age 25. Harry stuck the ghost onto the ground with enough force to make the ghost stay as a stone. Harry, Rajig, Mei Yuan, and Rupa waved their hands rapidly towards the naked bodies. Soon, all of them were in proper clothing. They all stood up one by one slowly. They seemed to be trying on their legs. They were first very shaky. Slowly they were able to stand up straight. They touched their faces, hair, skins, and the trees besides them. Tears slowly made down on their cheeks. Harry felt a lump on his throat as he watched the scene.
He couldn't imagine what it felt like to be being denied from walking, feeling, tasting, or enjoying the nature. He too was denied from being loved for the majority of his life. He didn't know what love meant, what joy felt like, or how it felt like to love someone. He had just started to learn those things not long ago. 'Look at the Toppers,' he told himself, 'they were testing themselves like flesh and skins do not belong to them. Will they ever be able to feel what normal people feel? Will they be able to live normal lives?' He turned away from the Toppers and stalked towards the ghost that was pinned to the ground. He lifted the ghost by the neck and walked back to where the Toppers were gathering in a group. They were hugging and crying. When they saw Harry walking toward them, all of them fall to their knees and bowed their heads deeply. When they looked up, Harry saw deep respect for him. He knew at that instant that he could trust the Toppers with his life. A ghost Topper said respectfully from his kneeling position, "Lord Potter, we are much indebted to you beyond words. We…I…" He trailed off, his eyes filled with tears. After much effort he spoke again in a shaky voice, "We never thought we would live to see our children…" The ghost completely broke down at this point. He was soon followed by sobs and cries from the rest of the Toppers.
Harry's eyes hardened. He shoved forward the ghost he was gripping by the throat, "Lord Topper, I give you the one responsible for your suffering. Do whatever you like to this bastard."
Lord Topper shook his head, "No, Lord Potter, we do not have power to hold a spirit. You are the only one who is capable to do so. We request you to punish that monster for what he did to my whole bloodline. We will appreciate if you could punish that thing on behalf of us."
"Are you sure? Ok then, I will make it suffer ten times your suffering." Harry said with an evil smirk on his face. He put his right hand on the ghost's temple. There was an unearthly scream from the ghost's mouth and it disappeared in a swirl of wind, screaming and struggling to break free from the invisible long hands. A moment later, the scream faded and everything went into silent.
The wizards and witches, who were on their knees, stared at Harry in fear. They had never seen someone who could do whatever they wish to a spirit so easily. If even a spirit was of no trouble to Harry, then they dared not think what they would be like to Harry. To add to their fear of Harry, they had just witnessed the creatures they thought foul for centuries had just turned to perfect human, jut like all of them. They knew instantly that they were also responsible for the Toppers suffering even though it is the ministry that is directly responsible. Should they have paid more attention to the wizarding history, like Harry pointed out; they would have found the mysterious disappearance of the Toppers at one point or another. They made their minds ready to accept for what the Toppers would make them repay.
Harry spoke to the Toppers group, "I have sent that bastard to the Suffering Realm that I found out on my way to the Spirit Realm. It is also called Hell in Muggle term. It will be stuck in that Realm forever now. I have no idea how it got into the Spirit Realm in the first place. I guess the guards were so blind to let that bastard in."
An old woman from the Toppers group asked slowly, "Lord Potter, if it isn't much of a trouble, would you mind telling us how you got in there and came back with that thing in such a short time?"
Harry nodded, seeing how eager the Toppers and the entire crowd in the area. He spoke clearly, "After I left this realm, I encountered with something that help me find the bastard. I arrived in a realm where everything is dull. Everything in that realm is hot, even the air you breathe in is so hot that your lunge won't last longer than a minute. I adjusted myself to fit in that environment. Later, I learned that that realm was the Realm of Suffering, or Hell. I was immediately transported to the Lord of the Realm of Suffering. I had no idea why though. As you all know, I mission was to the Realm of Spirit, so I was very confused when I ended up in the wrong realm. But Hell Lord said he intercepted me from on my way to the Spirit Realm so that he could ask two things from me. When I asked what they were, the Hell Lord said one of his 'subjects' had cheated into the Spirit Realm instead of his being transported straight into the Realm of Suffering. He didn't know how that could be done, but he was determined to bring his subject back to his realm. Since no one from his realm could just pop in and out to another realm, he requested me to do take over that job. He also gave me the gift to control any spirit in order to make my job easier. I accepted his request and gift hoping everything would be easier that way. And it did. Everything went smooth as silk as you all saw here. The only problem I met was when I entered the realm of Spirit. I was denied entrance by some idiotic guards. Of course, I didn't go to the realm of spirit just to be turned back empty handed. I had to knock some sense into them. After all they didn't even bother to check their residents' status. After I put them in their right places as they deserved, I went to find that bastard cowering among another spirits. I had to slap its face several times to get his sense back. Then I came back here and the rest you know."
The whole crowd was stunned to say the least. Harry was given a gift by Hell Lord himself? And he kicked the butts of the spirit realm guards? Never in their lives had they even imagined such things.Seeing the crowd wouldn't be with him anytime soon, Harry turned to Rajig, who looked highly impressed, and asked, "How long have I been gone from here?"
"Not more than 7 minutes, I'd say. I don't suppose you spent the same amount of time out there?" said Rajig.
"No. I think it was more than 24 hours. I had a very long discussion with the Hell Lord. He gave me some instruction for another mission." Harry replied, looking uneasy for a moment.
Mei Yuan piped in with narrowed eyes, "Harry, I have a feeling that you are not telling us something important. Just spit it out, we'll help you any way you we can if you need help, and you know it."
"Look, I don't want to disturb you with this news. It's quite unpleasant." Harry's face was screwed up in disgust on something. "Alright I'll tell you, but not now. Cowards here will wet themselves if they heard this news. It's something to do with Voldie boy."
"I knew it! That naughty boy will always come up with something until he dies!" Rajig exclaimed, looking quite ready to have a go at Voldemort with his daggers again.
"Lord Potter? I'm sorry to interrupt you, but we're wondering if you know a place for my people to live a normal life. We all decided we don't want to do anything with the wizarding world anymore. We just want to live in peace, something that we haven't felt for so long." Lord Potter said apologetically.
Harry nodded in understanding and said politely, "Lord Topper, don't worry about your residence. I know a place that will suit your needs." Harry turned to Rajig and Rupa. He wasn't 100 sure if they would agree with his plan. But he will have to try…there's nothing to loose at both sides by trying now, is there?
"Rupa, Rajig, do you think that your father and grandfather would allow the Toppers to stay in the City? Is there any law to prevent their stay?" Harry asked, not knowing what the answer would be from asking the future rulers of the Ancient City.
"Harry, dear, do you even have to ask that stupid question? Are you that naïve? Of course, our City will welcome to whomever you give permission." Rupa answered exasperatedly. Her expression told everyone that Harry should have known this by now, what with so much knowledge and all. Seeing the blank expression on Harry's face, she explained with a barely kept patient voice, "Father and the Council have known the City has accepted you as its Ruler from the moment you touched the City wards. You can claim the City as yours anytime. We were told that the City has been without a rightful Ruler for a millennium. We and the former keepers were just keepers, not Rulers. So, your decision is the City and the Council's decision."
"Oh," was all Harry could say when Rupa finished. 'Damn! I own an Ancient City!' He thought himself.
Harry composed himself when he heard several hush whispers from the witches and wizards. 'The words ancient city, rulers, council, and a millennium might have caught their attention,' Harry thought.
He held out his hand and spoke loudly, a hint of annoyance in the tone, "Could you all please shut up? Thank you! I have some unfinished business with Lord Topper, seeing as none of you are up to this task." He turned to Lord Topper, "My friends here will escort your family to an Ancient City. They will explain everything when you arrive there. They will provide you everything you need, but don't hesitate to ask what you need personally. The City will be your home as long as you need."
Harry looked carefully at Lord Topper, whose ghost facial expression was that of extreme gratitude. He hesitated for a moment before he asked. He didn't know how the Toppers might take his question, but asked anyway, "Lord Topper, not to be rude or anything, but what will the ghosts Toppers do? Will you be living with the rest of your family?"
Lord Topper looked amused with this, "No, Lord Potter, we won't be staying in this realm. We will be going to the Spirit Realm as soon as we are sure our families are in a safe place."
"Alright then, we move you families to the City, I have something to give your family, as an apology from the wizarding world." Harry clapped his hands and called out, "Griphook! Griphole!"
Two simultaneous cracks later, Griphook and Griphole were in front of Harry. They bowed and said, "What may we assist you Lord Grindelwald?"
"I want 300 billion galleons worth of gold be transferred from the Ministry of Magic of Britain and Scotland Isles to the Toppers vault. When you are done with it, shrink the whole contents of the vault and send them here. Make it quick. We don't have much time." Harry ordered quickly.
"Yes, Lord Grindelwald. It will be done in a moment." They chorused and disappeared with two loud cracks.
"Lord Topper, while we are waiting for your processions, I think we better deal with the fools over there. It is your choice to punish them. I will leave it to your decision. Do you want me to gather the high ranking Ministry personnel?"
"No, no it's quite alright, Lord Potter, but I thank you for your offer. I will talk to the whole crowd in general. That way, it would save our breath." Lord Topper replied and glided over to the crowd whose faces were contorted with pain from kneeling too long. The ghost looked around the crowd sadly. One didn't have to be a mind reader to know what Lord Topper was feeling. He spoke in an emotionless tone, "I congratulate you for what you have accomplished, my friends. You have been able to keep the dangerous criminals from the wizarding world by taking away our lives, our freedom, and our humanity. The wizarding world has betrayed us by ignoring our suffering, pain, and our existence. We, the Toppers, have tried with all our might to gain peace since the beginning of our family's existence, yet we were not even recognized a tiny bit for our sacrifices. We were shoved away from the humanity by the very community that we loved so much. And yet, it is in the past for good now. We will live a new life. We will rebuild what has been destroyed to us. We will forgive your sins, but do not expect us to forget the betrayal of the wizarding world. I swear in the name of Lord Harry Potter-Grindelwald-Evans that my family will gladly punish the wizarding world when we get wind of something that happened to my family is happening again. Believe me, even though the curse was lifted, our power as the Dementors still remains intact. Furthermore, we will not be affected by the Patronus charm anymore. That is all I have to say on the behalf of my family."
Lord Topper glided over to where Harry was standing with his eyes full of respect. Harry bowed, "I'm surprised you even forgave them." Lord Topper returned the bow, "I'm even more surprised you stand against the wizarding world alone for us."
Before Harry could say he would do anything for anyone in the same situation, Griphole popped into existence and bowed Harry, "My Lord, everything is in order." He snapped his fingers and three 4'x4' boxes appeared on top of each other.
"Thank you Griphole, I appreciate your help. I will call you when I need, which I'm sure will be soon enough." Harry said truthfully. Griphole disappeared after another bow.
Harry motioned the non-ghost Toppers to come closer to him. He then introduced them to Rupa and Rajig, "They are my friends. This beautiful lady here is Rupa and that one with too much daggers on him is Rajig. They are the children of the Keeper of the Ancient City, the place where you are going now. You will be safe with them. Any question?"
A woman asked, "How will we be getting there?"
"My friends will
take some of you and I will put a spell on the rest to follow my
friends' group. Is there anything else?"
"Aren't you
coming, Lord Potter," asked a man in his thirties.
"I won't be coming with you. I will come and have a look how you are doing some times later. Right now, I have a few things to take care of."
Everyone nodded in understanding. Harry looked around and said, "Alright then, Rupa, Rajig, ready?"
"Ready, Harry," they replied. Harry chanted something under his breath. "Ok, you two take half from the right side; the rest will follow you shortly."
"What about me?" Mei Yuan asked.
"What about you?" Harry asked in confusion.
"Am I going with Rupa and Rajig or am I staying here to smack your head?" Mei Yuan asked, looking impatient.
"I prefer you staying here and smack my head. I need someone I trust by my side when I deal with those morons. Besides, Rupa and Rajig will be busy for the next two to three hours.
Mei Yuan beamed and took Harry' hand with her small, soft hands. "I will always be with you as long as you need me. Don't worry about them; you'll get through this right."
"Thanks, I needed to hear that." Harry replied gratefully. Rupa kissed him soundly on the lips before she and Rajig disappeared with half of the Toppers. Half a second later, the rest of the Toppers disappeared too. The ghost Toppers waved and faded away. Harry stared at the place where the Toppers had just been. He was brought back to the present by a soft whisper from Mei Yuan, "Harry, an old man is coming to you."
Harry looked up to the crowd and saw Dumbledore heading towards him. Harry's eyes went cold and he stared at Dumbledore. Dumbledore looked older than his actual age.
Dumbledore stopped in front of Harry and Mei Yuan warily, "Mr. Potter, it was quite extreme of you to destroy the ministry building. I'm afraid I won't have a say for your defense as you have broken several severe ministry and international rules. You are now under arr…"
Harry's eyes went even colder. Everyone who saw his eyes shivered involuntarily. Mei Yuan narrowed her eyes, "Stop it right there old man. I don't know who you are or what you are and frankly I don't care. Right now you are being a babbling stupid arse. Before you put your life in danger, I suggest you to back off."
"Who, might I ask, are you, fine lady? I believe this is between Harry and me. Now if you don't mind, would you please leave us alone? Or would you rather be in the same charge with him?"
Harry fumed with this, "Albus Dumbledore! I command you to shut your stinking mouth right now! You will not speak to her in such manner!" Harry's voice was dangerously cold by now. He didn't shout but over three thousand people could hear him clearly and shuddered. Dumbledore, however being Dumbledore, smiled at Harry, "Now, now Harry, you don't need to be that rude. Act like a gentleman."
Harry choked at this and burst out laughing. "Albus Dumbledore, I thought Fudge was the biggest brat, but I see I'm wrong now. You are the biggest brat Dumbledore!" Harry straightened his posture before Dumbledore could utter a word from his surprise verbal attack. Harry turned to the crowd, "Did you hear that? Did you hear what Dumbledore said? Listen fools; I Dumbledore has just told me I am under arrest. Are you all that stupid? After what happened today? Did you not remember what your petty ministry had been doing to the Toppers? Just be thankful that none of you were punished by the Toppers. And believe me, I will crush you into dust and feed them to bugs if anyone of you try anything stupid on me or my friends. I warned you and there won't be a warning next time. Now, Fudge! Come out here!"
There was total silence. No one moved. No one dared to move. Harry was beginning to call again when Dumbledore said sternly, "Mr. Potter that was no proper way to address the Minister. You are yet again showing your immaturity to the public."
Harry whirled around, Mei Yuan being already jumped away from him knowing what would happen next, and slashed his hand in the air. Dumbledore was thrown back a hundred yards together with his shield. He landed on the ground with a sickening thud.
Harry turned back to the crowd. Everyone was looking between Harry, who was as calm as a sea before the storm, and Dumbledore, who looked like he'd just swallowed a hundred lemons at once. Harry's calm voice rang out, "I asked you one last time to come out here now, Fudge. I know where you are."
A total silence fell over the crowd once again. Everyone was holding their breath and praying Fudge would just step out and not make Harry angry. Harry's eyebrows knitted into one thick line, "Don't blame me for this Fudge, you asked for it." He gestured his hands in front of him as though he were tearing something apart. The crowd split into half and a straight path appeared, ending at a shaking figure's feet. The figure suddenly fell to the ground, face kissing the dirty ground, and was dragged roughly by invisible force along the path to Harry. The figure's head was bouncing up and down whenever it met a lump of earth on the way. Dirt was flying around wildly as the figure was being dragged forcefully. Cries of pain were heard coming from the figure. Many people looked bewilder by such brutality. Some even had tears in their eyes.
Mei Yuan whispered to Harry, "Harry, he will not survive if it goes on till he reaches to you."
Harry had to agree with her and waved his hand. The figure rose from the ground and flew the rest of the way to Harry's feet. "Fudge!" Harry yelled at the figure.
Fudge raised his head weakly. His face was covered in blood and dirt. Bruises were all over his face. His eyebrows were gone completely. He tried to speak but all only a whimper came out instead.
Mei Yuan came over and waved her hands rapidly over Fudge, ignoring surprise gasps from the crowd. Fudge's face became much better as blood and dirt were gone. "There, much better. Now, don't try to anger Harry. Be a nice little boy. Hmm?" Rupa whispered into Fudge's ear.
Fudge couldn't even come up with a taunt. He barely managed to nod in understanding and looked up at the towering figure of Harry. He never thought he would be at the feet of someone as young as Harry Potter. Now, he was even at the mercy of one Harry Potter. He stood up shakily. Once he was up on his feet, he drew himself to look authoritative. "Now see here boy, I will have you arrested…." He was cut off as his face was being slapped rapidly, painfully left and right.
The crowd looked in horror as the minister was being slapped left and right by Harry Potter, who was standing with his left hand grabbing the minister's throat while his right hand was slapping left and right rapidly. They heard Harry shouting with each slap, "This is for disrespecting me…this is for disrespecting your higher…this is for lying to the wizarding world…this is for the Toppers…this is for being arrogant…this is for not doing the minister's job…this is for being foolish…this is for being pompous…this is for Sirius…this is for your own good…this is for your family's shame…this is for degrading the Ministry of Magic of Britain and Scotland Isle among the international wizarding community…this is for allowing Voldemort to gather his followers…this is for taking bribe from a known Death Eater…this is for allowing that bitch Umbridge to take over Hogwarts…this is for allowing her to use Dementors on me last year…this is for discriminating the magical creatures."
With each slap, a tooth came out of Fudge's mouth. Fudge's face was swelling and covered in handprints when Harry finally decided to stop. Fudge didn't seem to feel any more feeling on his face. Blood was trickling down from his mouth and nose. Red and black handprints were all over his cheeks. His eyes were barely kept open.
Mei Yuan shook her head and took Harry's hand in hers. She muttered something and Harry felt pain from slapping Fudge's face left. He grabbed her hand and kissed it softly, "What will I do without you?" She hugged him tightly instead as a reply. She kissed Harry softly. "Don't loose your temper, Harry, you will only harm yourself."
"I know. I couldn't just take it anymore. They act like they are better than anyone in the world for being in such position. It felt good to finally able to slap that brat though. You should try it sometimes."
"Harry, I'm serious." Mei Yuan chided.
Harry grinned and turned his attention to Fudge, who was still in a daze from so much slaps. "How's that feel, Fudge? Good? Bad? Next time you decide to do something stupid, think of what it felt right now. Now, what I want you to do is admit what you have done to the wizarding world, admit that Voldemort has return, and tell the public that you are resigning."
"But-but," Fudge was in a lost of words, "But you can't just tell me to resign. I am the minister. I will say whatever I see fit to the public. You just can't force me to resign!"
Mei Yuan shook her head, "Bad move idiot. Good luck."
Harry stared at Fudge unblinkingly. He couldn't believe how stone-headed Fudge was! Ok…let's see who the boss is here.
Without warning, Fudge fell to his knees and kowtowed Harry repeatedly while muttering, "I'm sorry Lord Potter! Forgive me for my idiocy."
The crowd looked at Fudge as though he were crazy. One minute, he was defending himself like he was right at everything, the next minute; he was on his knees begging for forgiveness like his life depended on Harry.
Harry suppressed a victorious grin and said in what could be a confused tone, "Now, now Fudge, you don't need to do that. Why don't you apologize the public and tell them the truth."
Fudge spin on his knees and kowtowed to the crowd, "I, as the minister of magic, here by apologize to the citizens of Britain for my past actions that left you in total darkness. I placed my well-being, which is against the minister oath, over the safety of my citizens. I was afraid once I tell the truth, there would be panic across the country and people would loose their faith in me. I took no defensive of offensive plan to ensure the safety of my citizens. I should have done that as soon as I was told about the return of the Dark Lord." Fudge paused and took a deep breath.
Harry nearly fell over with laughter. He was borrowing Fudge physically and verbally to make the speech. Everything Fudge was telling was all his idea. He knew even Dumbledore wouldn't knew what made Fudge change so quickly since he was not using the Imperio curse. He didn't just order Fudge what to do or say, he actually shut off Fudge consciousness and unconsciousness, making him temporarily brainless and mindless. He then replaced Fudge's empty shell with a bunch of his ideas. Once he was finish, Fudge would know what had been going on and perform whatever he had spoken out loud. He wouldn't even be able to deny what he had said were not true.
END OF CHAPTER-11.
