It's been a couple of months now since I last wrote a parody, but it seems a lot less than that. I blame my GCSEs, but no matter, on with the parody. This specific one I'd been planning to write for months, yet it's somehow come out different to how it should have. I think I like it more this way.
Oh yeah, one more thing before I actually begin. I'd like to thanks Perfect-Princess for giving me enough ideas for four more chapters after this, as well as inspiring me to think of some other ideas as well.
Evil Super Genius
"... And then I shot off a stunner and managed to port key away, sir."
Harry Potter sat in Albus Dumbledore's room at Hogwarts, explaining away what had happened on his latest duel with Voldemort. The old man nodded kindly to his student.
"Very well Harry, you might want to get to class."
"Yes sir."
Harry stood to leave, and Dumbledore turned to his phoenix, Fawkes.
"Ah, Fawkes, my plan is almost complete! Soon Potter will kill Tom, my dust bunny plague will kill him and I shall reign supreme as ruler as the wizarding world!" Dumbledore looked at Fawkes for a moment. "What do you mean I must be insane! I have all my sanity! No I do not have a lemon drop fetish! How dare you accuse me of such a thing! Now get back to training the dust bunnies! Soon they must -"
"Um, professor?" Dumbledore froze in shock. "I'm still here."
"Ah, yes, well my boy, you wouldn't want to be late for History of Magic, would you?"
"No professor," Harry rolled his eyes. He didn't quite understand why his great uncle insisted that he was the headmaster of a magical school which shared the same name as the mental hospital he had been placed in many years ago, but it had been decided that it was best to play along. After all, the old man was nearing his last days.