He quickly apparates away with Henry, as his team is already waiting for them in the Atrium. "Ladies and Gentlemen, it is time to make an entrance."
They all follow him and they soon reach the Wizengamot main hall.
Harry enters the Wizengamot chamber and stands next to Lady Bones. "I feel like a kid in a candy store for the first time."
Her and Minister Fudge look at him with amusement and chuckle. "Lords and Ladies of the Wizengamot, before we start our session today, it is an honor to introduce a new member to our sacred chamber!"
Harry's neutral face appear out of nowhere, shocking everyone. "I, Harry Charlus Potter, do hereby swear on my body, soul and magic that I am the Lord and Head of the Utmost Ancient and Utmost Noble House of Pottwr, that I am the Lord and Head of the Most Honorable Houses and Utmost Noble of Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. I also swear on my body, soul and magic that I am the Lord and Heir of the Utmost Ancient and Utmost Noble House of Black! Lady Magic, please judge my vow!"
Shock and gasps are heard in the chamber. Minister Fudge understands how powerful Harry truly is and how everything will change from now on.
Harry walks graciously, as his seats combine together. He sits down and look all around him, until someone stands up and starts screaming.
"How you filthy halfblood came to be the Heir to all four Founders?"
Harry's smirk grows as the man asks his question and stands up when the angry man - Nott Sr - stops talking.
"It is hilarious that for someone who keep preaching for traditions, you don't respect Lady Magic. Didn't you hear my vow, you pathetic inbred psychopath? What you think of and reality are two different things and I for one won't lose my energy and time trying to make your brain understand the basic knowledge of our world. That being said, if you or any other Lord keeps trashing my name around, I will declare a blood feud as I will not be a ball you play with. Head my warning, as my patience is wearing thin. I still have to deal with a meddling old goat and while I could stand up to all of you, I will not as our world isn't defined by light and dark but by how one uses its magic. Thank you for your commentary, Lord Nott Sr."
You could hear a pin dropping in the chamber, as no one expected Harry to be the way he is right now. Said Lord turns his attention to the Minister.
"With your approval Minister, I would like that my Lord and Head receives the trial he was supposed to receive thirteen years ago."
"Of course Lord Potter. Were you able to contact him?"
"Truthfully, no. I was dueling with my friend. Give me a minute." He takes out his wand and shocks everyone. "Expecto Patronum."
A giant dragon comes out of his wand and Harry smiles at it. "Go to Lord Black and tell him he has five minutes to come here. If he isn't here in five minutes, I will bring him here. Thanks Athusa."
The dragon bows and quickly leaves the sacred chamber. Every eye is on him, not believing what they just witnessed.
Harry smirks and sits down, enjoying the organized chaos that controls the chamber. Four minutes later, Sirius is entering the chamber in his best robes.
"I'm here, Heir Black."
Harry quickly jumps from his seat, startling those around him. "As Heir Black, I ask the magic of this sacred chamber to protect one of its Lords. Lady Magic, hear me in protecting my Lord's life. So mote it be!"
An oppressive presence is felt by everyone and magic is seen engulfing Sirius to protect him from everyone.
"Thank you Lady Magic." He bows regally and sits down, nods at Sirius to sit on the chair. "Minister Fudge, Lady Bones, my Lord and Head of the Utmost Ancient and Utmost Noble House of Black is here and requests a trial under Veriseratum."
They both nod and quickly takes control of the chamber. within five minutes, Sirius is vindicated and is sitting next to Harry in his Black seat.
"Welcome back, Sirius. I have a few matters to deal with and then, we shall talk and dget to know each other."
Harry's face turns hard and stoic, and looks around the chamber. "Lords and Ladies of the sacred chamber of the Wizengamot. Today, I shall show every one of you major crimes committed by Grindelwald soulmate, or as everyone calls him in Britain, the Leader of the Light. Before I ask Constable Toppier to show his findings, I will show Gringotts and mine's."
He waves his wand and the file before him starts to duplicate and is immediately levitated towards a Lord/Lady.
He continues talking while they are reading. "The famous Leader of the Light stole over one million galleons from my vaults. The Leader of the Light left a one year old - who just survived the killing curse - on his muggle magic hating relatives. The Leader of the Light knew of the abuse I was going through but did nothing to stop it. The wards raised on my relatives home clearly was alerting him of my injuries. The Leader of the Light left traps in the third corridor in my first year and told the whole school that those who wanders there will die. Who says that to teenagers? Moronic goat. Anyway, the Leader of the Light knew of the basilisk presence in the school, thanks to a gift from one of our peers to a first year. What did he do with the knowledge of the basilisk presence? Nothing, until I had to kill it. The Leader of the Light tried to force my hand and participate in a Tournament while I'm fourteen. He didn't expect for his weapon to be knowledgeable, and clearly understanding what his goat's mind what scheeming. To that effect, I, Lord Harry Charlus Potter, do hereby declare a full and total blood feud with the House of Dumbledore until he is two thousand feet under. Furthermore, I declare him anathema and ban his presence from all my holdings, including my Ancestors school. By laying these declarations in front of Lady Magic, so mote it be!"
Everyone, even Sirius, is gaping at the flaring of magic coming from Harry. No one declared a blood feud in over two hundred years and they can see that he isn't even done.
"Now, to my other enemy, Voldemort. Oh grow up, its just a name. For everything that is goddamn sacred, get over his name. Its in French and it means flight from death. Who names himself a name declaring he is scared of death? Anyway, Voldemort's real name is Tom Marvolo Riddle, born of a union made possible by love potion. His father - named Tom Riddle - was a muggle aristocrat while his mother was a squib named Merope Gaunt. Yes, the Gaunt family that everyone know that they lost whatever was lrft in their brains. Also, the same family that was proud of its direct lineage to Slytherin House. Not that he was from the main branch but yes, these Gaunts. Now, I will not declare a blood feud with the Gaunt family as it will be covering every House lead by one of his marked followers. What I will do is place my Houses in a total state of war against the House of Gaunt. I will make sure that this insane, melodramatic, totally unstable maniac dies, as I do not want to deal with him later. To every marked death eater, if you stay out of my way by swearing a vow to Lady Magic to never serve a dark lord again, you will be left alone. If you stand in my way, I will bring you down. Hard. And without either mercy or compassion. I studied the last war and I know the price for taking the dark mark. Sequestring a muggle family, raping the females in front of the males and killing the whole family. Not even the Imperius can make you all of that; you did it by your own accord. Just that fact makes my skin crawl and makes me want to puke. But if you vow within this chamber that you will never serve a dark lord again, I will spare you. And before everyone start screaming about me being light, false."
He raises his right hand and creates a large flame. "I, Lord Harry Charlus Potter Hogwarts, Heir Black, do hereby swear on my magic and soul that I am a gray wizard. I am neither light nor dark. I stand for balance in our world. Lady Magic, Judge my vow and my actions. I will accept your Judgment. So mote it be!"
The flame in his hand is empowered when Harry is engulfed by a thick white mist. Everyone watch him smile and sigh in happiness.
A strong yet long not heard voice echoes in the chamber. "Lord Potter Hogwarts, Heir Black, your vow has been registered by the Divinities and accepted by myself. Bring back the required balance to the world I helped create. Stay safe, my child."
The mist disappears and Harry smiles brightly. "Well, that's taken care of. Remember my words. To everyone listening to us in Britain and around the world, balance is required as Lady Magic just spoke. No more restrictions on magical species, no more restrictions on light or dark magic. Instead of banning half the magic users, we should and we will ban the practises that uses evil magic. True forbidden magic is to be dealt with immediately with the Veil, as anyone who threatens the very fabric that makes magic more than a name deserves nothing less than death. Like deliberately turning children into werewolves is to be declared not only illegal but is to be declared mortem damnationem. No one should harm children, as they are pure and should be cherished."
He waves his wand and a glass of water appear and he drinks it. "As granted by the last King of Albion, the Potter Rangers are back. They will listen to me and only me, as granted by King Arthur himself after the eleventh Lord Potter stopped an invasion of the south part of Camelot. They will follow the Imperial laws, voted by the First Council and made effective by the King's First Consort, Myrrdin Emrys, commonly known as Merlin. If any Ministry to to attack my forces, they will defend themselves. If any Ministries try to kill them, they will reply the same greetings. I also publicly announce the official alliance between the Utmost Ancient and Utmost Noble House of Potter and the Kingdom of Gringotts. King Ragnok and I ratified the treaty and I will respect their sovereignty as they will respect the treaties between our species. Any attack made against Gringotts will be considered an attack against the House of Potter and the attackers will see the end of my wand. For those who are still ignorant of certain facts, I spent a few weeks every summer receiving training by the ICW, including from my friend here, Constable Toppier. He is in this chamber under the protection of all my Houses and has a special report he needs to give to the Wizengamot. Constable Toppier, if you may."
Said Constable stands up and nods at Harry. "Thank you Lord Potter. Three months ago, Lord Potter came to his yearly training and he wondered where Grindelwald body was buried, as we were talking about the second world war and Grindelwald's war in Europe. After realizing that no record exists, I gathered my team and we went to his prison, Nurmengard. We discovered him alive and well, which in turn surprised us. After taking him, we interrogate him. He easily gave up every information he had and we quickly started arresting his hidden followers. All but one important player has been arrested. Who didn't we arrest? This man."
A hologram of Dumbledore appear in the middle of the chamber, stunning everyone. "Being Grindelwald soulmate, he couldn't betray him. Both agreed that Grindelwald needs to lose and Dumbledore decided to hide him in his own prison. In return, Dumbledore took care of him and never lost one of the worse dark lords in history. Dumbledore is a wanted criminal, who used his positions to infiltrate many Ministries around the globe with Grindelwald's agents. We arrested seventeen of these agents in Britain and over two hundred across Europe. Lord Potter himself was present during these raids and arrested over forty-five of these terrorists by himself. To that effect, the ICW Educational Department hereby grants Lord Potter with his NEWTs in Defense against the Dark Arts , after reviewing Lord Potter's actions and knowledge used during these raids. Before congratulating Lord Potter's accomplishment, the ICW is now raising the threat level in the magical world to black level, the highest level. Dumbledore is a wanted dark lord and the ICW asks that every magical country to raise theirs wards against one Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore. Lady Bones, my hit-wizards will start an intensive two weeks training with your aurors. And finally, no one is to try to arrest Dumbledore, as he is a dangerous man. Alert the aurors, the Ministry, the ICW, just send an alert to anyone. Thank you."
Lady Bones jumps from her seat and nods respectfully to Constable Toppier. "Thank you Constable Toppier for your report. I graciously accept the training for my aurors and support your call to raise the war wards against Dumbledore. A motion is to be moved to the chamber. Those in favor, cast a blue ball and those against, please cast a red ball."
The chamber was swarmed with blue light. "Motion adopted. The war wards against Dumbledore are to be raised immediately. "
Magic swooshed hard in the chamber and converged to the wardstone under the Ministry and the war wards are officially raised against Dumbledore.
Minister Fudge stands up and quickly starts talking. "Lord Potter, we congratulate you on breaking a world record for being the youngest NEWT holder in Defense against the dark arts. I declare one hour break for lunch. The chamber will reconvene at two o'clock in the afternoon. May Magic help us and guide us all!"
Harry turns to face Sirius who is smirking widely. "So, my dear Lord Black, what did you think?"
"You remind me of your grandfather, not your father. Charlus was a menace and you are already following in his footsteps."
Harry laughs freely. "Indeed, godfather of mine. How do you think I reached where I am today without his help or my grandmother? Their portraits are as smart and powerful as when they were alive. Ruthless and kindness, opposutes indeed but they describe well my grandparents."
Sirius laughs but someone else replies. "Indeed Lord Potter. These two words do describe your grandparents well. I'm Lady Dowager Longbottom, grandmother of Neville Longbottom, one of your classmates."
Harry grabs her hand and kisses it and sends her a charming smile. "Indeed Lady Longbottom, while I want to apologize to Neville for not bonding with my godbrother but I had to play a certain role due to a meddling old goat who deserve to be burned in a pit and sent to hell a million tines over." He clears his throat when he realizes he started ranting again. "My apologies, Lady Longbottom, I am trying to curb my feelings when it comes to that ... being. Anyways, I will happily enforce all treaties between the House of Longbottom and the House of Potter."
"The sentiment is shared, Lord Potter. I will be expecting a letter soon."
Harry chuckles at her blatant request. "Indeed Lady Longbottom, indeed. Now I have lunch scheduled with Minister Fudge. May I please invite you to this lunch? Lord Black will also be present, as expected."
"I accept your invitation but it seems more than one wants to speak with you."
Harry turns around and sees most of the Wizengamot looking at him. Which sees him sigh at the numerous people he will be talking to.
"As the muggles say, let's face the music."
He is followed by Sirius and Augusta, and he talks with most of them for almost half an hour. He then promises to talk with everyone else later today, as he needs to meet the Minister for lunch.
He leaves the chamber and quickly heads to the Minister's office. A secretary quickly opens the door and they enter it, only to see every Department head sitting with Minister Fudge.
"Minister Fudge, may I present you to Lord Sirius Orion Black II and to Lady Dowager Longbottom. I invited them to our lunch for obvious reasons."
"Of course Lord Potter. Please, join us."
Harry nods and sits between both adults who came with him. He casts detection spells, which is seen by everyone. "I trust you all but I'm as paranoid as Mad-Eye Moody. The ICW have their equivalent and he has been training me, which in return saw me develop these traits."
Everyone chuckle at the mention of Moody but are gaping when they heard that he has been training under someone as paranoid as Mad-Eye.
"No harm done, Lord Potter. As they say, better safe than sorry."
"Indeed Minister, indeed." He eats a few bites and smiles at them. "While I'm honored to be here, is there a reason why every Department head is present here?"
Lady Bones answers for the Minister. "In all honesty, we are curious about you."
Harry chuckles and nods in acceptance. "If I wasn't me, I would be curious too." Most chuckle and laugh at his cheeky reply. "In all honesty, I was as surprised as everyone else when Constable Toppier announce my NEWT in DADA. Other than that, I sadly had to play the part of the weak orphan. But being dragged in this Tournament pushed me to my limit and I simply decided to throw the act away and bring everything forward., His happy mood turns quickly in uncontrolable anger. "Trust me when I say I have more surprises. I will have Greyback's head in a glass box within the week. He turned my honorary godfather when he was four. Four!"
Harry slammed his hand on the table and they all watch him reign in his temper. "He isn't even worth the planning or even my magic. I will just draw out my sword and chop his head off. This vile, despicable entity doesn't deserve to live when he harms children, pure beings of magic. I know for a fact that Lady Magic herself is waiting for his death to drag him to the abyss under Hell. Anyone who stands against me and in support of this guy will end the same way. Children are to be protected, cherished, supported. Not used as slave labor as my relatives did or to be turned into werewolves or any other species. I have nothing against werewolves. When they procreate, their children might be werewolves, hence having their own packs." He calms down and sigh. "Anyway, sorry if I affected your dinner with my speech."
They all weakly chuckle but all agree with him. "Lord Potter, while your knowledge in Defense is well known, I would like to be at your side with five aurors when you decide to bring him down."
Harry smiles at Lady Bones and nods once. "While not needed, I know I will not win if I try to go alone. I'm sure that Godric, Salazar, Rowena and Helga will have my own head if I try to go alone. Not sure Sirius will let me go alone too. But I want Remus to be there, he is one of the two hundred and eighty-eight people who deserve to be there."
"How much?"
Harry is sending a curious look at Lady Bones harsh question. "Two hundred eighty-eight, Lady Bones. That is when I calculate between two and three chimdren bitten in average per battle. Since there was ninety-five and one hundred battles during the last war, that is an estimated number. Of course, it has been thirteen years since we last heard of him."
Every person is horrified when they realize how much this monster has bitten. "Not wanting to add more horrified facts but the truth is this number is a more conservative and optimistic number. If you ask me about my more liberal and pessimistic number, it should be between five and eight hundred children bitten, two third of those still alive. Also, don't forget that he has also bitten adults, this number is equal or even higher than my pessimistic number on children bitten by this filth."
Sirius takes Harry's hand in his and sends him a weak smile. "I do not kill for the fun of it but as duty required by an Utmost Ancient and Utmost Noble Head. King Arthur himself asked of these Houses to stand tall against evil if and when he passes away. I will not let this animal roam free either be it in the heart of Albion - commonly known as Britain - or throughtout Albion. Here is what I will be doing. First and foremost, I created a Foundation to hand freely Wolfsbane Potions to any werewolves who request it. Second, I'm going to kill that filth. Third, I'm working with Potion Master Severus Snape to find a cure. I gave him a thick scroll earlier this morning that has my hypothesis for a cure, based on the Wolfsbane he created. Fourth, I will bring down any law, bill or Ministry regulations discriminating against any species or muggleborns. They have magic and we protect magic, not blood. Blood is impertinent when you think about it. It's a fake tool used by those who feel threatened by progress. That is to say that we need to learn the traditions of King Arthur and his Consort Merlin, not the pureblood traditions but the real magical traditions. These are my goals here in the Ministry and while I would like your support, I will be leading us towards what King Arthur created and worked for centuries."
His magic slowly started to fill the Minister's office and a golden mist is visible by everyone. Lunch turned quickly to easier, lighter topics and Harry's mood adapted quickly.
They reach the chamber and both Harry and Sirius walk to their seats.
"You changed all the rules of the game, Harry."
"And I haven't even started, Sirius. I meant what I said, those who will stand against me and with Voldemort will die. I'm not going to let a psychopath destroy the heart of Albion. Camelot was, is and will always be here in Britain. We need and must protect it until a King returns."
His answer was heard by everyone and they quickly realized that he isn't joking around. The press quickly write down everything he said and they all have one goal: an interview with Lord Potter.
Soon enough, the Wizengamot starts its afternoon session. "As the Ministry doesn't have any new bills to propose, does anyone want to propose a motion?"
Harry's wand lighten up and he receives a nod from thr Minister. "Thank you Minister. I officially propose a motion to lift all restrictions on any and all magical species and replace them with organized timelines to reintroduce them to the magical world. I..."
Someone jumped from the Ministry's side. "Who do you think you are to even think about something like that! They are filthy creatures! They deserve to die, all of them!"
Harry stops Sirius from standing up and locks his eyes in the woman's. "Who am I, Madam Umbridge? I am the son of Lord James Fleamont Potter, he was the Head of the Utmost Ancient and Utmost Noble House of Potter, Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. And I'm the son of Lady Lily Evelyne Potter, née Evans, a daughter of the Most Honorable and Most noble Houses of Slytherin and Hufflepuff. That is who I am. I am also the Heir to the Utmost Ancient and Utmost Noble House of Black. Now that I answered half your despicable rant, here is my answer to the second half."
He leaves his seat and slowly walks to the center of the chamber while talking. "They have magic, in which case they should be treated as equals to everyone else. They are to respect and protect their magic and we need to give them the opportunity to do it. You on the other hand resembles a disgusting failure between the human race and the toad's one. You shriek like a harpy, you spew bullshit from your mouth, you behave like another filthy failed creature. Greyback. This despicable being is to be killed, and I will do it. If it comes to this, I think you should be put down to. You are hated in the Ministry, you abuse your powers and threatens those who don't do your bidding. Why do you look so surprised? You didn't think that anyone will discover all the bribes and orders from a few select Lords of this chamber? You are the filthy creature, and according to your own statement, you deserve to die."
Harry summons all announced Lordship rings and breaks his control over his magic. "I, Lord Harry Charlus Potter, do hereby challenge one Madam Dolores Umbridge to a duel according to the Ancient Ways or in other words, a duel to death. What is your answer, Madam Umbridge?"
Everyone watches Madam Umbridge reaction and most see that she is scared. She tries to find a way out of it but she is firmly stuck in the duel.
"I agree, you brat."
Harry chuckles once and shakes his head. "Tut tut tut. Bad Madam Umbridge. It seems your squib of a father didn't taught you the proper behavior required of a Lady working as the Under secretary for the Minister of Magic. The duel is to be fought here, in this sacred chamber, as it was tradition by King Arthur. He himself fought some of his duels in this same chamber." He waits for her to leave her chair. "Come on, come on. We have important things to discuss after you depart for the next adventure."
She angrily leave her chair and Harry cuts her right away. "Lady Magic, I ask you to witness this duel in these sacred chambers. I also ask of you to raise all appropriate wards and any safety measures required. So mote it be!"
An overwhelming presence present itself in the chamber and wards flare hard around a platform in the middle of the chamber.
"Thank you Lady Magic." He sends a look of contempt to his opponent. "I usually say Ladies first but in your case ... well go first."
She loses control on her emotions. "Avada Kedavra!"
Harry conjures a physical shield, resembling the ones used back during King Arthur's time. "Bad idea, little toady. Bad idea. Let me show you how someone starts a duel."
He raises his wand, conjures numerous rocks and transfigure them into different animals. Then, he goes on the offensive. Throwing first to sixth year DADA spells on her and sending the ten plus animals on her.
He then charms her shoes to stick on the floor and start toying her with various charms and DADA spells.
He stops to watch her struggle against the transfigured animals and wonders if she is strong enough for a Finite Incantatem.
After waiting two minutes, he gets fed up, call back all the animals still alive and tell them to sit down. He then starts slowly walking to her with his magic flaring hard around him.
"You are pathetic, Umbridge. Not on your lack of spellcasting but on the fact that you are a hypocrite. A despicable, disgustingly pathetic toad and barely an excuse of a human being. Your numerous attempts to murder show clearly what kind of being you are. It is why I do not feel as I'm murdering but as I'm helpibg delivering justice against an evil being still in this realm."
"Diffindo! Bombarda! Stupefy! Incarcerous!"
She is barely alive and Harry looks at her in contempt. "May Lady Magic help heal all the souls you tortured, Madam Umbridge. I'm sure that Hades is waiting for your arrival. Tell him I'm going to be sending another animal to him soon. More cruel than yourself, as the next animal is attacking children. May your soul rest in peace."
He watches her die, turn around, waves his wand to change the animals back to rocks and slowly walk to his seat. "Lady Magic, I am honored you witnessed today's duel. Please protect and bless those whom she hurt. Thank you my Lady."
A white mist quickly surrounds Harry and fill him with love while another mist of magic takes hold of the body of Umbridge and takes her to Hell.
Second later, Harry is standing in front of his seat and the white mist slowly disappear.
"As the winner of this duel, I want a Foundation to be created to support magical species. In said Foundation is the equivalent in galleons of her vaults, earthly possessions and any inheritance. So mote it be!"
He sits down and smiles at Sirius. "Now that we can gocus back in a respectable manner on my motion, here is all the laws I found affecting magical species in any way or form. In the second file, you will find proposed laws to help and support the magical species to better enter the mold of magical Britain. Once again, magic is to be taken care of and respected, not shamed and oppressed."
Minister Fudge clears his throat. "Who here seconds the motion to study the files Lord Potter brought with him?"
At least fifteen Lords and Ladies seconded the motion and everyone spent six hours studying everything he wants to declare void and everything he wants to pass.
With a majority of almost seventy-five percent, these new laws are going to be slowly going into effect within the next three months.