AN: Sorry guys, I had midterms to study so didn't really have the time to write.


Ch 23 The Platinum Professor

It's the end of the second week of the Parent-Teacher, everyone was at the entrance of the school saying their goodbyes to their parents and guardians.

Harry gulps, feeling Diablo's watchful eyes on him. Ron leans in to his ear, also feeling his gaze.

"(Mate, your new dad is scary you know that right)" Ron whispers to him.

Harry nodded, "(You and Hermione are lucky that you are getting detention for the week,)" he hissed at his red-haired friend. "(My dad had Diablo and Shuna double my workload on my extra subjects for two weeks! He even permitted them to test me on it!)" He exclaims quietly at his friend.

"Harry…" Harry jumps, hearing his father's voice behind him.

The black-haired boy turns around swiftly to face his father and his entourage. "D-Dad! What a surprise to s-see you!" Harry chuckles nervously at his father.

Rimuru turns to Ron, still nervous after the whole situation last week. "Ronald, has your mother left the school?" He asked the young Wizard.

Ron nodded in response, "Y-Yes sir!" He exclaims,

Guy and the three True Dragons chuckle at the nervousness that the youngest Weasley was showing. "I guess you really made an impression on the boy, Rimuru." The leader of the Octagram grins.

"Hahahaha! You can say that again Guy!" Veldora laughs, placing his arm on the Demon Lord's shoulder.

Rimuru smiles before turning to his son, "Harry, we're going back home soon. However, that doesn't mean you're out of the woods yet for your stunt you two did." The Slime states,

"Yeah Dad," Harry sighs before feeling his hand on his shoulder. Rimuru leans in to his ears.

"(That was brilliant, not even I could try something like that before.)" Rimuru grins,

Harry looks at his father, grinning at him. He smiles, happy that he still retains James's troublemaker ways like he heard from McGonagall.

Velzard cleared her throat, causing the Demon Slime to jump slightly. "A-Anyways, Diablo, Shuna, Ultima, and Gabiru will oversee your punishment until next week." Rimuru scolded, not wanting to anger his 'sister' for encouraging Harry for his trouble ways.

Harry could only giggle at his father's attempt to be a parent. He sighs, knows that even if he tries to work around the grounded thing, his Aunt Velzard would scold him even more. "Alright, fine."

Rimuru smiles softly, ruffling his messy hair. "Don't worry, before you know it; it's been two weeks already."

Veldora rushed in, hugging his Nephew tightly. "HAHAHAHA, we'll be missing you back home!" he laughs,

"Yes, it was nice to hear that your studies are doing well young master." Shion smiles, feeling that this visit was a rather quick one. "Though you'll be back for the holidays in a month, we already miss you." She wipes away a tear from her eyes.

Harry smiles at the Wicked Oni, getting emotional over them leaving him. "S-Shion, y-you don't need to cry over this." He held out his hands at the War Lord.

Velgrynd walks up to the young Majin, her fan covering her face. "Harry, try not to get into trouble anymore. Alright?" The Scorch Dragon looks down at her Nephew, caring for his being and safety. "I don't want you to get any ideas that you can get away with anything."

"Yes, Aunt Velgrynd." Harry sighs, feeling like this was a repeat of his scolding two weeks ago.

Velzard hugged Harry from behind, smiling at him. "Well, it's time for us to go back to our business. But we'll come back next year, my beloved Nephew." The Ice Empress said, following Rimuru and his entourage to the exit along with the rest of the parents.

Guy ruffles Harry's hair, grinning at him before eyeing a certain old man watching them from afar. 'Interesting.' He thought,

When every parent left their children, Harry and the rest of the students sigh in relief. The young Majin took a good look around at his fellow students, feeling that they too feel a bit embarrassed when their parents were here.

"Well, at least that was over." Harry smiles at Ron who smiles back at him.

"Yeah, hey do you want to get something to eat mate? After the whole meeting with our parents, it left me hungry." Ron jokes, now wanting to eat.

Diablo chuckles, placing his hand on his young master's shoulders. "I apologize, Mr. Weasley; but the young master has the extra lessons he needs to review before his test. Tomorrow." He smiles.

Harry's eyes widen at the sudden announcement from his Demon butler. "YOU'RE A DEMON, YA KNOW THAT!?" He exclaims outrage that there's a test tomorrow for him.

"Yes, yes, now onto the lesson young master." Diablo smiles, guiding the young master back to his room.

"Pray for me, please…" Harry begs Ron, moving away from his line of sight.

Rimuru smiles, hopping on the carriage that Gringotts provided upon their arrival. The Slime sighs, placing his hands over the back of his head. "It was nice that we saw Harry after a few months." He smiles.

Veldora crosses his arms, agreeing with his little brother's comment. "I completely agree with you Rimuru. I hope that we'll come next year!" He smiles.

Velgrynd looks at her younger brother, nodding to his comment. "Well, I do hope so too. I want to see more of our lovely Nephew more," She smiles, missing the young Majin dearly.

"It was fortunate that Guy has requested Leon to be the Defense Professor here." Velzard smiles sweetly, she looks over to Guy who was playing with a blue card in his hands. "Guy, what is that you've got there?" The Empress asked the Lord of Darkness.

Guy chuckles at his partner's question. "Noir said this was on Harry's desk. A card featuring the Headmaster; I have to say, this is card is intriguing." He twirls the card between his fingers, examining it thoroughly.

"Guy, it's just a trading card that Wizard kids collect," Rimuru informed the Demon before him.

"Mmm, is it now?" Guy flipped the card in the air, landing in his palms before crushing it in his fist.

Rimuru gaped at what the leader of the Octagram just did to his son's card. "Guy! Why did you do that-"

Guy felt a magic aura being shattered within his hand, he unfolds his fist allowing the crumpled card to fall to the ground. "It seems that our dear Nephew's Headmaster has eyes in his life." He smiles, "I'm simply riding a nosey person from his life."

Dumbledore was on edge, his card was being held by this Guy Crismon person. 'H-How was he able to get the card in Harry's room?' He panicked, unsure what he's going to do.


The old Wizard thought for a moment, then he realized that this might be an opportunity in his hands. Well in Guy's hands; if he were to bring the card to their home then he could get some insight on where they all live and some secrets he could expose.

Dumbledore smiles, looking back at the mirror where he spied through the card when it suddenly cracked. "Huh?" The mirror cracked before exploded into tiny pieces, one was able to cut the left cheek of his face.

"W-What happened? D-Did he just…" Dumbledore took a step back, still processing how the spying glass was able to break. Nothing like this ever happened, well since only a few know of the spying function within the cards.

Whoever these people are, they are clever, smart, and more importantly powerful if they were to destroy his window to Harry.

This was troubling for Dumbledore, all his plans were at risk. "I need to make a contingency plan for them. they're just strange Wizards after all." He said, sitting back down in his chair.

A few weeks later, rumors have spread that a new Professor will be replacing Lockhart. Nobody knew the truth, but some say that Lockhart has met an unfortunate situation that lead Dumbledore to fire him.

Since then, Defense Against the Dark Arts was an independent study for the time being. By that I mean the students lazed around as a free period. Hermione and Harry took that advantage to study whatever they please, for Harry on the government of Tempest and the other Nations.

Albis and Ultima were working with Snape on creating an antidote for the petrified students in the Potion labs, however, their efforts are tedious with the unknown cause for their petrifaction.

However that doesn't mean they didn't stop their work, the three were developing some basics for the antidotes which were good news for them.

With everything that has happened so far, many students were laid back during DADA. However, that stopped when he arrived.

Ron groans, walking with Hermione and Harry to their next class which wasn't held in the traditional classroom. "Ugh, why do we need to attend DADA again? Lockhart's gone, that class is pretty much done." The red-haired boy stated.

"Ron, it'll happen eventually," Hermione explains to the youngest Weasley. "The Headmaster has already hired a new Professor for the course. He or she will be picking up where Professor Lockhart left off."

Shuna smiles, following the three to an empty room with a stage set up in the middle. Harry noticed that his attendant was smiling, "Shuna, you five know something about this?" He asked the Oni Princess.

"Well, in a way…" Shuna answered, but vaguely.

"SHUNA! THAT'S NOT AN ANSWER!" Harry cried, hearing her giggle as she walks off.

The young Majin sighs, seeing Shuna entering the room. Harry has a bland expression, feeling like he was left out from something important.

"Hey, mate did something happened between Shuna and you?" Roon asked, hearing the conversation behind him.

Hermione nodded, noticing that conversation too. "Is Shuna hiding something, Harry?" The bushy-haired girl asked.

Harry shrugs, not sure what Shuna and the others discussed with his father. "I'm not sure, but I believe it has to do with the conversation between them and my dad." He explains to his friends as they entered the room.

"I do wonder what is it that your dad spoke to them about," Hermione asked, a bit curious what Rimuru said to them.

Everyone sat at the sides of the long table, curious about what's happening here. "So when is this class going to start? We've been here forever!" A Gryffindor asked.

"It's been only five minutes," His fellow Gryffindor informed the young Wizard.

Harry looks behind him, seeing Shuna standing near the wall like all of his classes. "Hey, so do you know who's the Professor, Harry?" Ron asked.

Harry turns to Ron, shaking his head. "No, ad come on Ron, I don't have the answer-"

Suddenly the door began to open slowly as heels from boots entered the room. "There will be no Magic involved in this Defense class; as such there's no need for wands." A blonde man wears black cape steps on the table, walking to the center.

"Woah, who is he?" Dean asked, seeing the new Professor, scanning the entire class.

"Is he Pureblood?" A Slytherin asked, assuming due to his black attire.

"I think so, Muggles can't afford something that splendid." Daphne grins, appreciating the style this new Professor has.

Draco on the other hand had some issues with what this guy said. "What do you mean no Magic? Magic is everything in the Wizarding World, you can't expect us to lower ourselves to the level of Muggles." He sneers at the thought of using something that barbarians do.


The man steps forward, sending his intense glare at the idiot who spoke out. Draco gulps, stepping back at his cold glare. "Mr. Malfoy, have you ever thought what might happen if you were to ever lose your wand? Then what?" He asked the boy.

Draco wasn't sure what feeling this was but it was making him scared. Unintentionally, the blonde boy shook his head as a response.

"That's what I thought." The blonde turns around, his cape flowing when he did. "I was recommended by someone to take over what the incompetent fool of a Professor to teach you, children, how to defend yourselves." He announced.

"Thus in this course, Magic isn't involved as much." The man announces. "However, due to your society, I will teach you the necessities of defense spells. Now I want everyone to remove your robes, though I strongly suggest the next time to bring sweatpants and t-shirts for the next class." He informed the student body.

Hermione raises her hands, unsure what the strange Professor means. "Sir, what do you mean? And also you didn't introduce yourself to us." She told the blonde.

The man looks at the smartest girl in her age group, then at Shizue's other life's son. "I'm sure a certain boy here knows who I am." He motions to Harry who blinks from his surprised expression.

Everyone turn their heads to the Majin who cleared his throat. "Uh, it's nice to meet you again Lord Cromwell." Harry greeted the new Defense Professor.

"(Cromwell?)"

"(So Potter knows this guy.)"

"(First was his family, and now him? How many does Potter knows already?)"

Ron nudges Harry, gaining his attention. "(Mate, I thought you didn't know the Professor?) He asked, thinking he was hiding this from the two of them.

"(Is he one of your father's Patrons?)" Hermione asked him,

"No, he's actually o-"

"Enough chit-chat, everybody do ten sit-ups, ten jumping jacks, ten squats, and ten push-ups," Leon ordered his students, each of them was confused about his request until he stamps his foot on the table.

By the sound of his foot, everyone scrambles to find a spot to do what Leon requested. Leon observes each student's exercise routine, most of them were too exhausted by the first two exercises.

Some fell to the ground when they were on the push-up segment, Leon sighs at how many unfit children were in his care. His blue eyes then caught Harry, doing well with his exercise routine.

Leon has a small smile before clapping his hands. "Alright, that's enough." He announced, having enough of their cringy attempts in workouts.

Everyone sighs in relief at the end of a brutal workout from the Demon Lord. Ron took deep breathes, never experience that before. "Geez, Harry how come you aren't tired at all?" He asked, seeing that Harry was the only one who is standing.

Harry looks at Ron and Hermione, tried from their workout. "Hmmm? Oh, because I had experience with master Hakurou." The young heir told his friend, remembering the brutal workouts he had him to do.

Hermione sat up, looking at Harry. "Well, that's good for you-huh? EH!?" She froze, seeing the dark and depressed expression that Harry was giving.

"T-This was nothing compared to that demon's regiment." Harry shutters, hearing Hakurou's words in his mind.

"M-Merlin, when you put it that way and how you're expression on your face; I could only imagine how much suffering you must endure." Ron lets a chuckle, unsure if he should be happy for him or feel bad for his suffering.

"Alright, since all of you aren't ready for advance training then I will forego my original plan," Leon informed the class; he then looks over to Harry coming with an idea. "To demonstrate what we're going to do for this course, Harry come." He ordered the son of the Slime.

Harry jumps, looking around him. "Um…"


Leon groans at how long this boy was taking. "I don't have all day, boy." He eyes the black-haired Majin, tapping his foot on the table.

Everyone snickers, watching Harry get up to the table in front of Leon. Harry looks at the Platinum Saber, curious what he wants him to do. his eyes then looks over to Shuna who was calm with this.

Harry jumps, catching the wooden sword from the Demi-God. "What is-"

"If there's someone in this room that wants to volunteer to duel Mr. Tempest then come forward." Leon heard footsteps coming forward, his eyes drew over to the blonde boy he questioned. "Ah, Mr. Malfoy."

Harry turns around, seeing his rival walking forward with a grin. "Well if anyone's going to face Potter, it'll be me," Draco smirks, his eye looked over to him.

"Like I'll lose to you, Malfoy." Harry retorted.

Leon observes Rimuru's son and this boy, sensing a rivalry between them. 'Mmm, a bit of a rivalry. Interesting…' he thought, interested in Rimuru's son's life here.

The Platinum Saber cleared his throat gaining the two's attention. "Both of you take your stances, one at each end of this very table." Leon jumps into the crowd of his students, they all looked at him in awe at his coolness.

Both rivals took their places at the ends of the table, prostrating their wooden swords at each other. "Remember, no wands or any cheats." Leon reinformed both boys.

Draco gave a cocky smirk, "My father has taught me sword fighting since I was little. This is a Pureblood sport, Potter." He said to the Majin. "I bet you didn't learn anything impressive with your new dad." He mocks him.

The heir scoffs, hearing the words of the person he hates the most. "Sorry to say this Malfoy, but I got my training from both my dad, butler, and Master Hakurou." He took the wooden sword in the fighting stance he was taught and closed his eyes.

Most Slytherins scoffs at the strange stance Harry took, however for the most part; everyone remembered that stance. "What kind of stance is that? That isn't how you wield a sword!" Draco laughs.

"Whoever your master, butler, or dad taught you, it's a stupid lesson." Draco spat out his insults to Harry.

"Laugh all you want, Malfoy. This stance ensures victory to my opponents." Harry informed the blonde. "That's what master said, so I would be laughing now."

Ron looks at Harry then at Hermione who remained calm. "Hey, Mione Harry seems confident with that stance. Are we sure he can win this against Malfoy?" He asked the bookworm.

Hermione nodded, remembering how powerful and quick Harry was against Diablo. "I know so, you were with Hagrid that day Ron. Harry and Diablo trained just a few yards from his hut, I walked outside and saw it." She told Ron what he missed.

"Both of them were powerful; you can tell that Harry had the experience when he got adopted." Hermione continued, turning her attention back to the sword duel.

Leon raises his hand in the air, "Begin!" He brought it down, signifying that the duel has started.

Draco took the first move, he ran towards Harry with his sword above his head. "HAHAHAHA! TAKE THIS!" He brought down the wooden sword at the Majin, aiming for his head.

"OI! HARRY!" Ron screams for him to do something.

In Harry's perspective, he saw Draco rushing at him with his sword. He waited for the sword to get close enough to his body, he swiftly moves to the side allowing the sword to come down midway from where he stood.

Harry inserted his sword underneath Draco's and brought it upwards, knocking the Slytherin's sword out of his hands.

Draco paused, seeing the sword gone from his grasps. "Where did it-" He then heard the sword imbed itself into the table; the Slytherin turns around and saw his sword behind him. "W-What!?"

"W-What just happened?"

"How did Tempest did that?"

"'Did he even moved at all?"

Ron's mouth gaped at the sight before him, the duel ended in not even three seconds. "Heh…HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! TAKE THAT MALFOY!" Ron laughs that Harry has beaten Draco with ease.

The rest of the Gryffindors laugh and cheered for Harry's victory over the Slytherin's ring leader.

Leon gave a tiny smile before raising his hand to Harry. "The victor goes to Harry Tempest, Draco Malfoy lost this duel-"

"NO! I WILL NOT LOSE AGAINST A BLOOD TRAITOR!" Draco exclaims, his eyes growling at Harry for making a laughing stock of him. "I'M A MALFOY, I ALWAYS WIN!"

Harry shook his head, seeing the shameful display that Draco is doing. Being taught by Hakurou and his father, this is not how to accept defeat. "Face it Malfoy, I'm the winner. You need to accept defeat-"

"SHUT UP!" Draco rushed over to the wooden sword, grabbing the hilt, and pulled it out.

Hermione and Ron quickly turn to Leon who stood there, observing the situation. "Professor Cromwell, do something! Harry is in danger!" Hermione cried, begging the Demon Lord to stop the duel.

"Yeah, even if Harry wins, this is against the rules, right?" Ron continued, wanting him to save his best friend.

Leon eyed the children begging to save the young Majin. "And why should I interrupt the duel? Mr. Malfoy hasn't broken any rules I've placed." The Platinum Devil stated, receiving shocked expressions from everyone.

Ron steps forward, not believing what he just heard. "THAT'S UNFAIR! MALFOY LOST, AND HE'S BREAKING THE RULES OF A D-"

"I said, no wands or Magic." Leon restates the rules once more. "I didn't say that he can get up and attack again, that's what real life is children. That's what I'm teaching you, nothing in life is fair; you need to work hard to claim victory." He looks back at Harry, not budging an inch from the incoming attack.

"Harry knows this, that's why he hasn't back down." Leon motions to the young Majin.

"What?" Hermione and the others say what the Demi-God was saying, Harry was still there in his stance. "T-This is insane…"

Harry's eyes shifts over to Leon, then at Shuna before looking at his friends. 'Alright, they're not interfering. So that means, attacking me isn't breaking any rules just like Leon said.' He thought.

{Suggestion: Shall I take over the duel? Y/N?} Great Sage requested her master's permission.

Harry mentally smiles, 'Nah, I got this Great Sage. Just sit back and relax in the meantime.' He ordered his Unique Skill.

Draco rushed at Harry, this time his wooden sword was about to injure his abdomen, however…"HERE I COME, POTTER!" Draco shouted.

Harry deflects his attack, before bringing his sword making contact with him. With his strength, the sword split into two pieces causing Draco to stumble back. "There, as I said before you lost." He looks at his rival.

Draco growls and took out his wand, aiming at Harry. "Serpensortia!" A cobra appeared from Draco's wand, hurling at Harry.

Harry saw the snake and was about to deflect the serpent when a silver slashes slice through the body. Both the body and the severed head fell on the table, dispersing into flames. "W-What?" Draco and everyone turn to the new Professor.

Leon held his Flame Pillar in the air, indicating that slash was from him. He sheath his sword back to its scabbard and marches back to the table. "Tempest, you're alright?" he asked the son of Shizue.

"Um, yeah. Thanks." Harry blinks at the Platinum Saber.

Draco stared with shock that his spell was easily defeated by the new Professor. He heard the marching of boots coming towards him, he looks up and stumbles back. The piercing cold glare of Leon's eyes was darting over to him,

Leon turns around, holding his hand out. "Class dismissed! Bring extra clothes for the next class." His eyes turn back to Draco, shitting bricks right now.

"Mr. Malfoy, you'll be serving detention with me tonight for breaking the rules," Leon informed the Pureblood, he turns around allowing his cape to flow drastically. "Come to my office at seven on the dot, if not you'll be facing more than a simple sit-in with me." He warns Draco receiving a silent nod from him.


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