Harry Potter, Magister Wizard?

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Chapter 6: Dumbles bumbles, Mr. Magic, New Friend? Oh my…

Dumbledore just stood there, eyes locked with the familiar emerald green eyes of Harry James Potter, but his sight is cut off by a young man with red hair in an emerald green suit while wearing a tan colored cloak. "May I ask what your fascination is with my son?" The young man asks Dumbledore with an edge to his voice, a dangerous edge. And did he call Harry Potter his son?

Dumbledore shakes his head, "My boy, I was just reminiscing. It has been some years since I last saw young Harry." Dumbledore says as he tiles his head, trying to get a better view of Harry, "You have your mother's eyes Harry, but your father's looks." He says.

His words cause Harry some mental anguish, this man knew his parents, knew him! Setsuna, sensing his distress, pulls him into a hug as the boy begins sobbing quietly, causing all of the Springfields to look at the man in disdain. "Could you have any less tact you doddering old fool." Evangeline says with venom in her voice, ready to strange the old man with his own beard before calming down and moving to Setsuna and Harry to attempt to calm the young boy.

The judge himself is angry at this development, "MR. DUMBLEDORE!" Judge Andrews says loudly, catching the attention of the older man, "You will sit down and remain quiet so as not to upset Mr. Potter-Springfield or you will be removed from this courtroom and fined for disrupting the procedures of this body of law!" he says.

The words of Judge Andrews make Dumbledore livid but he manages to calm down and nod sharply before sitting down. Judge Andrews motions a guard towards Harry who moves over to the Springfield family, "Are you ok young man?" The guard asks the young boy who waits a moment before nodding in Setsuna's arms which makes the guard smile, "Can I get you anything, a water or pop?" he asks.

Harry looks up to his father who smiles and nods before ruffling his hair, making harry chuckle, his tears having stopped, "Can I get a Root Beer please?" Harry asks politely in a quiet voice.

The guard smiles and nods before leaving to go to a nearby vending machine. Judge Andrews smiles, knowing the security here were some of the nicest people he'd had the pleasure of working with, "We shall begin with opening statements from the Prosecution." He says as the trial truly begins.

Two Hours Later

The prosecutor stands up and shuffles a few files before looking at the judge, "The prosecution calls Mr. Harry James Potter-Springfield to the stand." He says, knowing how painful this has been and will be for the young child he had just called to testify. Konoka, Setsuna, Chisame, and Negi all give Harry a quick hug while Evangeline and Chachamaru give him comforting smiles as he walks up to the witness's box.

After Harry is sworn in the defense solicitor stands with a small scowl on his face, "Your Honor, this boy is much too young for his testimony to be reliable, I move for him to be dismissed as a witness." The solicitor says.

The prosecutor looks at the judge, "Your honor, this is the victim in question, his testimony along with the documentation of his physical injuries are the main reason we're here. We've already established that the defendants somehow gained illegal custody of a minor they had not filed the legal paperwork to take in, this is just further proof of misdeeds perpetrated by the defendants." The prosecutor says in a confident tone.

The judge sighs, "Objection overruled, please begin your questioning Mr. Sinclair." Judge Andrews says as he motions to Harry.

Mr. Sinclair smiles before turning back to Harry who is fidgeting on the stand, "No need to be nervous Mr. Potter-Springfield." Mr. Sinclair says kindly.

Harry nods and takes a deep breath, "Please call me Harry Sir, it's easier to say." Harry says with a small smile.

Mr. Sinclair gives a kind and warm smile to Harry, "Alright Harry, please describe for the court a day that the Dursleys had acted in a harmful manner towards you, as far back as you can remember." Mr. Sinclair requests.

Harry fidgets again for a moment before looking at Mr. Sinclair, "The earliest I can remember is when I was four years old, it was Dudley's birthday. Uncle Vernon and aunt Petunia wanted Dudley to have a large cake, about as wide as my arm now, but had me bring it in to the kitchen with all of his friends at the table." Harry says, everyone in the courtroom listening intently, "One of Dudley's friends, I think his name was Piers Polkiss, slammed his chair backwards as I was walking past and it caused the cake to fall onto the ground, ruining it." He says, the words starting to bring back some painful memoires, Harry rubbing his right shoulder subconsciously. "Dudley started crying and Uncle Vernon took me out of the room before throwing me into my cupboard."

Those words almost drove the court to a madhouse, "OBJECTION YOUR HONOR! Obviously the boy is lying!" Vernon yells, causing the judge to slam his gavel to try and regain control of the court.

"Mr. Dursley, if you have any objections, voice them through your solicitor. If you continue to disrupt my court, you will be tried in absentia." Judge Andrews states, causing the man to quiet down as their solicitor doesn't make the objection official.

Harry see the prosecutor motion for him to continue, "Once everyone left and Dudley had opened all of his presents, uncle Vernon dragged me out of the closet by my hair. He then used a belt to tie me to the staircase before proceeding to beat my back with another belt." Harry exclaims, starting to shake a little as tears begin to form in his eyes. "O-one of the last hits, the buckle hit my shoulder, causing so much pain I peed myself." He says in shame as the tears begin to fall.

Mr. Sinclair nods his head, "Your honor, if it would please the court, we have photos of all of the injuries suspected to have been inflicted by the defendants. We also have a sworn statement from the witness that includes the details of the majority of the injuries." Mr. Sinclair says, hoping that the judge would know what he's implying.

Judge Andrews looks at the crying boy, "Young man, do you want to continue?" Judge Andrews asks kindly. Harry shakes his head vehemently. Judge Andrews nods before turning to the defense, "Do you have any questions for the witness Mr. Adams?" he asks.

Mr. Adams shakes his head, knowing that with the photos and the signed statement along with the other evidence that his case is lost and that all he can do from here would be to mitigate the sentence of his clients, "No your honor, we have no questions for this witness." Mr. Adams says, further knowing that bullying an abused child would only lead to problems.

Judge Andrews nods, "Please step down Mr. Potter-Springfield, thank you for your testimony here today you brave lad." Judge Andrews says to Harry softly who nods before getting off of the stand and slowly walking back towards his parents.

Mr. Sinclair walks forward to the judge, "Your honor, considering how young Harry reacted just now, I would like to ask for an hour recess so we can all eat some lunch and calm down." Mr. Sinclair requests.

He nods in response, "This court shall break for lunch, return here in one hour. I will remind the defendants that they are not to leave the building and shall be escorted to the cafeteria by a guard." Judge Andrews bangs his gavel before standing up and exiting out of a side door.

Mr. Sinclair sighs and turns back to see a still crying Harry in the arms of Chachamaru Karakuri. "I am so sorry for that everyone." Mr. Sinclair says sadly, genuinely remorseful at having made such a young child relieve what are obviously some of his worst memories.

Negi shakes his head, "No worries Mr. Sinclair, Harry knew what he was getting into when he agreed to testify for you. Though it still hurts seeing him like this, knowing that all we can do is comfort him as he hurts and tell him that it will be alright." Negi says sadly.

Mr. Sinclair nods, "Once he calms down, we'll head to one of the conference rooms and I'll have some food and ice cream brought up. And we can discuss whether or not you would like Harry to remain for the remainder of the trial." Mr. Sinclair says as he moves towards the door, Chachamaru carrying Harry with her as they all leave the room, discussing lunch options as they go.

The group arrives in the room they had been in the first time they came to the courthouse and sit down, Harry now having calmed down enough to sit by himself, albeit next to Chachamaru and Evangeline. Mr. Sinclair moves from the door, having talked to the guard outside, and sits down, "I asked the guard to send for someone to bring us our requested meals and they should be here in a few minutes." Mr. Sinclair says as he looks at everyone, "I also asked for a nice bowl of mint chocolate chip for a brave young lad." He says, looking at Harry who brightens up immensely at the mention of ice cream before blushing at the compliment. "Harry, you don't need to testify anymore. That you did was very brave and helped our case immensely, so for that I thank you." He says sincerely.

Harry shakes his head, "I-I'm sorry I c-couldn't be of more help." Harry says quietly before Evangeline pulls him into a quick hug.

"You did wonderfully boya, don't think that you didn't." Evangeline says in a comforting tone, one that everyone who knows her is rare. Mr. Sinclair raises an eyebrow at the term she used while Negi chuckles at its use.

Harry embraces the vampire fondly as the woman starts humming a light tune to the boy. A few minutes later, plates of food arrive and everyone digs in to their food, finding it pretty good for government food.

Half an hour later

Everyone is back in the courtroom, the judge now sitting down before he motions to Mr. Sinclair to continue his earlier statements. Showing off the photos of Harry's examination while reading his statement of the descriptions of the injuries and how he got them, the contents of which shocking most in the courtroom except for the Dursleys and partially Dumbledore, he presents his case to the court. Mr. Sinclair eventually says, "The prosecution rests its case."

The judge looks at Mr. Adams who calls for Negi to take the stand. The questions ranged from how did he meet Harry to what care did they give him. He questioned every member of the Springfield family, all the while with Dumbledore watching intently, trying to figure out some way for his clients to either get off with a reduced sentence or cause a scandal that would invalidate most of the child's testimony. He failed at every turn. After Chisame steps off the stand, the last of his witnesses that could possibly help him is called, "Your honor, the defense calls Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore to the stand." Mr. Adams says as Dumbledore walks forward to the stand and is sworn in. "Mr. Dumbledore, what is your profession?"

Dumbledore smiles, his eyes twinkling, "I am an educator, but at present, a headmaster of a private school in Scotland." Dumbledore explains, using his personal charm to make people be impressed by his history as an teacher.

Mr. Adams nods, "And what is your exact relationship with Vernon and Petunia Dursley nee Evans?" Mr. Adams asks.

"I was and still am the headmaster of the school her sister Lily Potter nee Evans, and thus dealt with her family on a few occasions." Dumbledore explains.

"And how would you describe Petunia Evans personality, from your experience." Mr. Adams requests.

Dumbledore makes a show of stroking his beard before answering, "A loving sister, if slightly jealous that she didn't meet the requirements to attend the academy her sister went to. From my talks with Lily Evans, she and her sister got along famously to the best of my knowledge." Dumbledore says, knowing that it was a half-truth as the two had a falling out once Lily got into her second year.

Mr. Adams smiles as this might help reduce his client's sentences due to not having a true motive to harm the boy, "Her husband?" He asks.

"I had seen the photos of their wedding from Lily shortly after she graduated, about a week before she married James Charlus Potter. The two of them had looked very happy together. I learned that Vernon had a stable job at a place called Grunnings and was quickly working his way through the company ranks, so I thought of him to be a good man with a head for business." Dumbledore explained, still only telling half-truths due to it not having been exactly Lily to 'tell' him these things.

Mr. Adams walks back to his table, "I have no further questions for this witness at this time your honor." Mr. Adams says as he sits down.

Mr. Sinclair stands just as Dumbledore starts getting up, "I have questions for you Mr. Dumbledore, please remain seated." Mr. Sinclair says, causing Dumbledore to look at him oddly before nodding. He walks up to the witness box, "Mr. Dumbledore, as an educator how can you defend people suspected of abusing a child? Doesn't this go against your oaths to protect and nurture the minds of children?" Mr. Sinclair asks, genuinely confused as to why this man is assisting scum like the Dursleys.

Dumbledore sighs, "Mr. Sinclair, I've known the Evans family for quite some time, and the thought that Petunia would willingly harm a child or allow a child to be harmed is beyond all reasoning. Let alone her own nephew, her own flesh and blood relative." Dumbledore explains.

Mr. Sinclair raises an eyebrow, "So despite all evidence pointing to that very scenario, you're still defending them?" He asks Dumbledore who nods in response, "I would like to know why."

Dumbledore smiles, "My boy, it's because everyone deserves a second chance." Dumbledore says; his trademark smile and twinkle in full effect. Yet, his words stun everyone in the room, even the defendants whose lives ride on his testimony.

"Y-you're telling me that you think that people who willingly beat a child deserve a second chance?" Mr. Sinclair asks in a disbelieving tone while Mr. Adams rubs his temples in frustration.

Dumbledore nods, "Yes, just as I believe that Harry's best place is with Vernon and Petunia Dursley." Dumbledore says, his words shocking everyone into silence except for Mr. Adams who lets his head hit his table, knowing that those words just sunk any chance at leniency due to this being a witness HE called.

"And what right do you believe you have to dictate where a child is best residing." Mr. Sinclair asks coldly.

Dumbledore smiles, "Because Harry is safest with his relatives." Dumbledore explains, thinking that his reasoning is sound and correct.

Judge Andrews sighs, "I've heard enough from this witness. Any further questions Mr. Sinclair?" Judge Andrews asks in a tone that meant that he'd accept no answer except for 'no your honor.', causing Mr. Sinclair to shake his head and say those words in a cold tone as well, "Step down Mr. Dumbledore and remain quiet for the remainder of these proceedings." He orders, causing Dumbledore to fume internally.

Mr. Adams stands solemnly, "The defense rests your honor." Mr. Adams says, his clients refusing to admit to any wrongdoing and as such refused to plead guilty for leniency.

Judge Andrews raises his gavel, "I am ready to make my judgement." Judge Andrews says in an official tone, causing everyone present to start sweating in anticipation. "On the count, thirty four counts of child abuse, I find you Vernon and Petunia Dursley Guilty." He says, causing the two aforementioned and Dumbledore to pale heavily, "On the count, one charge of attempted murder of a minor, I find you Vernon Dursley Guilty and Petunia Dursley not guilty. And lastly, on the charge of failing to provide legal documentation as to the custody of the victim, I find you, Vernon and Petunia Dursley, guilty." His last words coming down like a guillotine. "Your son shall be sent to the care of a foster home as we finish writing up documents for the arrest of Marjorie Eileen Dursley for accessory to child abuse, child abuse, attempted murder, and assault with a deadly weapon. I hereby sentence you, Vernon Dursley, to twenty five years in a medium security prison without the possibility of early release, and hereby fine you fifty thousand Pounds." He says, his words causing Vernon to break out into a purple rage so bad that he had to be restrained by guards as he started screaming in pain from an unknown source. Judge Andrews looks at a crying Petunia as they drag her husband out, his body still squirming, "Petunia Dursley, I hereby sentence you to ten years in a minimum security prison with the possibility of early release after six years. May God have mercy on your soul, though I doubt he shall." He says and slams his gavel as the guards pick up a now sobbing Petunia. "This court is now adjourned." He says before walking out of the room, needing a shower.

Harry watched as his two worse tormentors were taken away, never having to be in his life again. Harry is finally hit with that realization as tears begin to freely flow down his face, but not as tears of sorrow, but as tears of joy as he whoops in celebration and hugs each of his new parents as tight as he can. "I-I-I'm free!" Harry exclaims in joy, each of his family patting him on the back in celebration.

Dumbledore breaks out of his shock at the harsh sentences handed down to the Dursleys before he shakes his head and walks over to the Springfield family, Chachamaru and Setsuna immediately going tense as he does so, "Harry my boy, I'm disappointed that you didn't speak in the defense of your only living relatives." Dumbledore says, his words angering everyone present, including Mr. Sinclair, Rupert, and Richard who scowl at the man.

Negi stands, "Harry, cover your ears, Konoka, make sure he does." Negi says with a smirk, causing Harry to pout a little as he covers his ears which are then covered by Konoka's hands. Negi rounds back on Dumbledore, "What gives you the damn right to criticize my son for wanting his abusers to be punished!" Negi almost yells.

Dumbledore smiles, "But Harry isn't your son." Dumbledore says, smirking at the fact that he can have the Wizengamot remove Harry from their custody before moving the boy to another place, maybe Severus or Molly?

Negi smiles, "He is, we legally adopted him a month and a half ago. And thus is our son in the eyes of the law and our hearts." Negi says, happy at the knowledge that Harry was his son.

Dumbledore sighs, "Perhaps we should take this conversation outside and then somewhere private as it seems that we are no longer wanted in the room." Dumbledore says, causing everyone to look at the security guards who are scowling at Dumbledore and only him.

Negi nods sternly and they all leave, after Dumbledore leaves first at their insistence. They eventually reach the nearby parking lot where they won't be disturbed, Negi making sure that no cameras are pointed in their direction, Setsuna and Chachamaru ready to strike at any moment. "Well, we're in a private locale now. Now speak Mr. Dumbledore." Negi orders sternly. "Tell us why you have such an interest in our son." He says as he narrows his eyes dangerously.

Dumbledore narrows his eyes in turn, seeing that this young man in front of him has a sense of danger about him. He must get Harry away from these people and to a safer place, "My interest is his safety, nothing more. As a friend of Mr. Potter's parents, it's my job to ensure he lives safely due to their passing." Dumbledore explains, playing the familial card to gain credence.

Evangeline growls, something that everyone picks up on, "So where were you when the Dursleys were beating a young child almost to death! When we found Harry he was barely alive, covered in blood, and had several broken bones!" Evangeline begins to rant, her voice commanding attention and fear, "That's not mentioning the malnutrition and emotional abuse!" she says as she takes a few deep breaths to calm herself, "Why is it you didn't check up on him if his safety was your concern, why do you think he's best with those monsters?!" she asks vehemently, ready to use the "Sword of Conviction" on the old bastard.

Dumbledore smiles, "I know it's the safest place for him because there were protections that I had put in place after I had young Harry placed in their care." Dumbledore explains, causing everyone to go rigid.

Many thoughts of murdering this man in the most painful of ways passed through the minds of almost everyone present, all the while Harry is standing there paling. Konoka stares at the man coldly, "I think we're done here Mr. Dumbledore." Konoka says in a voice so cold it makes Eva shiver while Setsuna is proud at how angry Konoka is at this man. "Do not seek to contact us again, unless you're apologizing for placing our son with those monsters. We're going back home." She says and grasps Harry's hand tightly.

Everyone around her nods in agreement before they all turn around and begin walking away. Dumbledore frowns and his wand appears in his hand, "I'm afraid I cannot allow you to leave with young Harry." Dumbledore raises his wand but before the spell leaves it, the mall falls over, Setsuna standing behind him with her Yuunagi partway out of its sheathe.

"Damn bastard. If only Nodoka was here." Chisame says as Setsuna takes the wand from the man's hand and walks back to the group.

"He was pointing this at us; I can feel power from within it." Setsuna says, showing everyone the wand.

Chachamaru scans the wand, "I can feel magical power coursing through the wand, with a slight tether to Mr. Dumbledore. My sensors cannot pick up any dangerous magic coming from it, however please exercise caution." Chachamaru explains.

Harry feels a slight push from his mind, "C-can I hold it?" Harry asks as the adults pass the wand between each other, pushing slight amounts of magic into the wand, getting little reaction. They all look at each other before nodding and hand the wand to Harry, which immediately causes a small storm of magic to swirl around the boy as the wand sends a pleasant sensation through his body. Negi quickly takes the wand from Harry and throws it at the old man.

"Harry, are you alright?" Negi asks frantically as Chachamaru and Konoka scan the boy for any issues.

Harry snaps back to attention and looks his father in the eyes, "Y-yes, I'm fine dad. Just a little winded." Harry says, a little tiredly.

Chachamaru sighs, "I can't detect any issues with Harry, thank goodness." Chachamaru says, a sentiment shared by everyone, "However it seems that the wand won't work for someone not of this world and seems to have weakened in its bond with Mr. Dumbledore greatly." She explains, causing everyone to nod.

Negi sighs and rubs his head, "Let's get home before this guy wakes up." Negi says, getting agreements from all of them.

Half an hour later

Dumbledore woke up groaning, in pain, and uncomfortable. His head was pounding and his body ached from the concrete floor, he reached for his wand and cast a few healing and numbing charms, having to put a bit more power into each spell. After Dumbledore took a look around, he realized he must have passed out from a blow to the back of the head, but from whom. As these thoughts run through his mind, they're stopped by one simple realization, "I was defeated…" Dumbledore says in a dark whisper. Him channeling power into the Elder Wand, only for him to realize that the wand no longer recognizes him as its master. "And without knowing who defeated me… I can't regain its power." He says to himself as the wand disappears back into its holster. "I'll have to have Mundungus be on the lookout for the Springfield family, and to see if he can't retrieve Harry for me." He says as he disappears in a quiet crack.

Springfield Family Home

Negi and the others enter the house, putting up their shoes as they enter so as not to track dirt in the house. They enter into the living room to sit down and relax for a few minutes before Konoka goes to cook dinner with Chachamaru, only to see two familiar faces reading books on the couch. "YUE, NODOKA!" Negi calls and rushes to his two other wives and pulls them into a quick hug that surprises the two of them for a moment before the set down their books and hug Negi back.

"It's good to see you Negi, how have you been." Nodoka says with a slight blush on her face.

Yue smiles slightly in his arms, "Hello Negi." Yue says in her usual monotone voice, though with a lot of love behind the words.

Negi smiles widely as everyone enters the room and he ends the hug before letting everyone get their greetings out of the way, "We've been great! We just got home from court so we've got all the time in the world to catch up!" Negi says excitedly all the while Nodoka and Yue look at him oddly.

"What do you mean court? Did you get in trouble here already?" Yue asks suspiciously, her work as a Private detective coming in full force.

Negi shakes his head, chuckling slightly, "No, we were all testifying against Harry's old guardians. Speaking of which." Negi says as he walks over to Harry before kneeling down beside him and puts a hand on Harry's head, "Nodoka, Yue, I'd like you to meet our son. Harry James Potter-Springfield." He introduces Harry who blushes. "Harry, I'd like you to meet my other wives, and the last two of your new mothers." He says happily, causing Harry to look at the women in surprise.

Both Nodoka and Yue are surprised by this, they had heard that Negi had saved a child from Principal Konoe, but not that Negi had adopted the boy. The two of them look at each other before smiling kindly, "It's nice to meet you Harry, my name is Nodoka Miyazaki Springfield, I hope to get to know you better." Nodoka says kindly in her soft tone of voice. She turns her head to Yue, "And this is my best friend and sister-wife Yue Ayase Springfield."

Yue smiles a bit, but brightly, "Hello Harry, it's nice to meet you." Yue says in a low but kind voice that gives a feeling of belonging and acceptance.

Harry smiles brightly, "Hello Nodoka, Yue. My name is Harry James Potter-Springfield, and I guess I'm your new son?" Harry introduces himself, adding the last part a little hesitantly.

The two of them smiles and each pull him in for a quick hug, as Konoka kneels down to their level. "Nodoka and Yue are some of the nicest people I've had the pleasure of knowing in my life. I knew that they'd accept you as one of their own from the moment they met you, whether or not you were our legal son." Konoka explains, joining in the group hug.

Later that night in Lebenschilt Castle

"Alright Harry, all of your medical problems have been fixed to the best of our abilities and your magic is stable. It's time for you to start learning magic!" Negi exclaims, causing Harry to get very excited. Negi hands Harry a small wand with a crescent moon top, "Hold on to this, focus on the feeling of your magic." Negi explains, Harry following his instructions explicitly. A few moments pass before Harry gasps in surprise, causing Negi to stare at him with a raised eyebrow, "I assume you found your magic?" he asks, getting a nod.

Evangeline walks forward, "Alright Harry, now that you've found your magic, call it forth through your arms and into the wand, once you do that then say the words 'Practe Bigi Nar Ardescat'. Once you do a flame will appear above the wand, imagine the flame appearing as you chant the words as magic is all about willpower and intent." Evangeline explains.

Harry does as he is instructed, willing his magic to surge forth trough his arms, he imagines a small flame above the wand in his hand, "Practe Bigi Nar Ardescat" Harry says and a loud whoosh comes from in front of him, along with an intense heat. Harry opens his eyes to a two foot tall flame coming from the wand, causing him to momentarily freak and drop the wand. Doing so causes the flames to quickly disperse before the wand hits the ground.

Everyone looks at Harry in surprise before Negi walks over to him and pats him on the head, "My word Harry that was amazing!" Negi says, impressed by the extreme magical power and skill Harry displayed.

Harry looks up at his father, "Y-you're not upset at me?" Harry asks timidly.

Evangeline steps forward, "None of us are, a little surprised yes, but only at the fact that you not only managed the spell on your first try but also put out a large pillar of flame for someone of your age. We're very happy for you Harry." Evangeline says as she smiles at the boy, her fangs showing clearly.

Two months later

Four months had passed for young Harry James Potter-Springfield had been rescued from his relative's home by his new family. During that time they had healed Harry's physical injuries and with their love, began healing his emotional and mental wounds. Harry was just now leaving school, having asked to walk home, and as he rounds a corner ducks due to his instincts screaming at him to do so. HE does just as a red light flies clean over his head. "Damn boy, hold still." Says a man as he calls out "Stupefy" and another red light flies at Harry who gets up and starts running towards his home.

Eventually Harry starts ducking between alleys' only to come to a dead end. Harry remembers one of the simplest magic spells he can, the most basic of combat spells and the fourth spell he'd ever learned. A spell he'd only recently learned and practiced twice, "Practe Bigi Nar! Gather, two spirits of lightning. Magic Arrow, series of Lightning. Magic Arrows, convergence of Lightning." He chants just as the man chasing him rounds the corner and launches the arrows of lightning at the man, one missing him by going a bit too wide and the other nailing him right in the head causing him to start squirming before falling to the ground, unconscious. Harry lets his breath settle before he pulls out the mobile phone Chisame had made for him and uses it to call for Chachamaru. "Chachamaru, I need help." Harry says as she answers, the adrenaline starting to leave him

Chachamaru sounds urgent as she responds, "I'm on my way Harry, don't disconnect." Chachamaru says. About a minute later, the man begins to stir, causing Harry to start freaking a little, but a moment later a fist meets the back of the man's head, pushing his head into the ground and knocking him out again. Harry sees his father holding the long staff he carries around the house and breaks out into tears at the sight of Chachamaru descending as well.

Negi walks over to Harry and quickly pulls him into a comforting hug, "It's ok Harry, and you're safe now." Negi says as he lifts up his crying son. "Chachamaru, grab that thing and bring him to Nodoka. She's to figure out who he is, who sent him, why, and where he came from." Negi says coldly as he rubs Harry's back. "Harry, I'm going to get on my staff now, we're going to go home and I'll read you a story for bed alright?" he asks, getting a nod from his shoulder a moment later, "That's a good lad." Negi says as he gets on the staff, Harry in his arms, and takes off at a fast speed.

Lebenschilt Castle, fifteen minutes later

Mundungus Fletcher was not having a great day, first he'd finally found the boy Albus had hired him to find months ago and retrieve. Then the boy managed to dodge his stunner somehow before leading him on a merry chase through the city, dodging his stunners whenever he fired them. And lastly, he got knocked unconscious by something the moment he set eyes on the boy in a dead end alley. Now he woke up, bound to a wooden chair by metal cuffs which are draining away his magic while a blue eyed girl with violet blue hair stood in front of him holding a book and pointing a ringed finger at him. "Good, you're awake. Now, please tell me your name." The girl says.

Mundungus spits at her, the spit reflecting off of what seems to be a barrier around her and hitting the ground. "Fuck you, I ain't telling you anything." Mundungus says as she looks at the ring momentarily before looking back at her book and setting her arm to her side.

"Who sent you after Harry?" Nodoka asks in a calm voice that betrayed no emotion, getting another 'I'm not talking' from Mundungus, yet she continued to ask questions.

About half an hour passed, each moment spent with the girl asking questions he refused to answer, it didn't make any sense to Mundungus. As she finally asked him how to get to where he came from, a woman wearing a pitch black dress walks up to them, "Finished here Nodoka?" the woman asks.

The now named Nodoka smiles, "Yes I am Evangeline, he was sent by Albus Dumbledore to kidnap Harry and bring him to a place called the Leaky Cauldron in London. After that they were to walk into a place known as Diagon Alley, a funny name might I add, and go to what was essentially the wizards' version of the British parliament." Nodoka says, a knowing and somewhat unkind smile forming on her face. "Mundungus Oliver Fletcher here is a wizard, that's the term they use for magic users here instead of mage, and he was told that the family that had 'improper' custody of Harry were muggles, a term to describe non magical people." She says, going further on to explain everything she learned from her artefact.

Mundungus' eyes go wide at the knowledge this woman has on him despite him never speaking an actual answer to him. Her eyes never left the… book. "Were you" "Reading your mind, yes. Specifically through my wonderful book here. Every time I asked you a question I waited until you had thought about it before moving on to another question. I'll leave the rest to you Eva, try not to break him." Nodoka interrupts Mundungus to show she was indeed reading his thoughts before walking away with a smirk on her face.

Evangeline turns to Mundungus and gives a cruel smile to the man before she grabs his face.

The Leaky Cauldron, London, Two Days later

Tom the barkeep has worked at the Leaky Cauldron for many years, assisting new muggleborns in finding their way into Diagon Alley, and generally serving the public while also making a profit in his somewhat dingy bar. As it hits around midday, the front door to the bar opens loudly, revealing a beautiful woman wearing a black dress and dragging an unconscious man behind her by the hair. She looks around the bar which has gone silent until her eyes meet Tom's, she walks over, still dragging the man and states him in the eyes, "My family and I have a meeting involving your law enforcement. If you would be so kind as to tell us how to get to the DMLE." The woman says as six more women walk in with a young boy between them and a man bringing up the rear.

Tom nods, knowing in his gut that this group could cause him some serious trouble. Tom walks around the bar and heads into a side room made of brick, everyone following him. "From the trash can, three up and two across." He says and taps the bricks in that order before the bricks move aside, opening the way to Diagon Alley. "You'll find the Ministry of Magic building at the end of the road, you'll need to get a visitors pass to enter and then ask for directions to Madam Bones' office. Tell them Tom sent you." Tom says as the group thanks him before they begin walking down the road, Tom now getting a good look at the black haired boy with emerald eyes.

The group proceeds down the road filled with people, and they all stick close. Seeing everyone looking at the group in confusion, namely at their wardrobe, while a number of them look at the group in disgust, the group is heavily on guard with their weapons close at hand. They eventually reach a large marble building with a dome at the top, etched onto what seems to be a silver plaque is 'Ministry of Magic'. The group enter the building, leaving behind a still confused alley of people as they were wondering why someone would be dragging Mundungus Fletcher around.

The group approach what is obviously the sign in kiosk, "Welcome to the ministry of magic, how can I help you." Asks the person running the booth without looking up from a magazine named 'Teen Witch Weekly'.

Eva growls, "You can start by giving us visitors badges so we can go see this Madam Bones we were told about." Evangeline says in an irritated tone.

The woman looks up from her magazine to see a group of eight people in front of her booth, "And what makes you think that Madam Bones would want to deal with common rabble like you?" the woman asks snootily.

Eva growls before a thought hits her and gives the woman a cold, cruel smile before a crushing pressure comes down on her. It only lasts for a minute but it leaves the young woman gasping for air and looking at Evangeline in fear, "Those passes?" Eva asks, getting eight passes almost immediately from the woman along with rapid directions to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

The group all put on their badges and proceed to follow the given directions. They make it about fifty feet away from the booth before four men wearing crimson colored robes approach the group, "Halt!" The lead man says, "Tell us why you're dragging an unconscious man through the Ministry of Magic!" The man demands, his wand in his hand.

Negi sighs, "My mother is dragging this man because we've brought him here to file a formal complaint against him for the attempted kidnapping of my son." Negi says in an irritated tone. "Tom told us to see a Madam Bones for this."

The man standing in front of them sneers, "Madam Bones has better things to do than listen to the petty complains of an obvious mu-" "I trust you aren't about to finish that sentence Auror Dawlish." Says a female voice from behind him, interrupting his tirade. "Now then, if your group will follow me, I will listen to your complaint, my name is Amelia Bones, may I ask yours?" Madam Bones asks; a fuming Dawlish and others lowing their wands.

Setsuna smiles warmly, "Finally, a nice person in this alley. My name is Setsuna Sakurazaki Springfield." Setsuna says.

"Chisame Hasegawa Springfield, it's a pleasure." Chisame says while looking at the woman.

"Konoka Konoe Springfield, it's nice to meet you!" Konoka says excitedly.

"Nodoka Miyazaki Springfield, hello." Nodoka says, a little timidly.

"Yue Ayase Springfield." Yue says, still eyeing everyone else in the lobby.

"Greetings, my name is Chachamaru Karakuri." Chachamaru says with a slight bow.

"Evangeline A.K. Springfield." Evangeline says, liking the fire in Amelia's eyes.

"Negi Entheofushia Springfield, at your service." Negi says with kindness in his tone of voice, the name making Madam Bones raise an eyebrow.

The young boy steps out from behind the woman named Konoka, his black hair and emerald green eyes reminding her of friends she hasn't seen in years, "H-hi, my name is Harry Potter-Springfield." Harry says, causing Madam Bones' eyes to widen considerably, this was mimicked by everyone else in earshot.

Something in Amelia Bones' mind cracked in the instant the boy in front of her said his name while looking in her eyes and memories flowed back into her mind like a broken dam. She grasps her head in minor pain for a moment before it passes, putting up her hand to stay her Auror's wands. She recovers and starts tearing up, "Harry… It's been way too long since I last saw you." Amelia says with a small smile, "The last I saw you, you were riding on James' back while me, Sirius, and your mother Lily were laughing." She says, tears beginning to flow freely before she manages to calm herself and wipes away the tears. "Follow me please, we'll be having this meeting in my office." Amelia says, fighting the urge to scream at someone for how she could possibly forget her love's godson.

END

AN- I had the urge to write this and am hoping it came out well! I hope you all enjoyed the chapter and more so, the just punishments that the Dursleys had gotten. I didn't want to do the original idea I had for this chapter which would've wound up being 11k words, most of which was the court scene so I cut out the testimony of Negi and the others, you all know what happened. I also wanted Harry to show off that he's learning the Negimaverse magic, and will also be learning the Potterverse magic, I have an idea involving a certain magic he's going to learn as well. Now then, what happens next as Amelia regains some memories related to Harry and a certain godfather, why'd she lose them in the first place, and why do I keep asking these questions at the end of a chapter? All but one of these will be answered next time on dragonb- Wait, wrong show? We're writing a fanfiction this time? WHO MIXED UP MY SCRIPT!