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Mrs. J.K., Being a critic is easy, you can stamp any writer into the ground if you want to, because if someone is saying your work sucks… it hurts… even more when you know they are right. Fuck them! I do this for free, so I am allowed to suck… that came out wrong.

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The teacher's table had some new faces, McGonagall moved a few places aside, meaning she was demoted, a big wizard sat on the throne, and a new face sat on the deputy's seat.

After dinner, the big one stood up and began his speech: "Welcome everyone, my name is headmaster Scrimgeour, Rufus Scrimgeour. Next to me is my deputy headmaster Albert Runcorn."

13 The Ministry.

I turned to Daphne and asked: "Why is a ministry employee headmaster all of a sudden? I thought he was some kind of Auror. And the other one… that name is familiar too. I suspect a ministry flunky by the look of it."

Marietta answered: "Scrimgeour was a Master Auror, Runcorn is a ministry employee in some department, I don't know which one though. Mum told me that Fudge is starting to put pressure on Hogwarts after Dumbledore's arrest, especially after McGonagall got discredited by hiding Voldemort's real name, and being obliviated and potioned by Dumbledore."

Oh goody, this means ministry decrees and inquisitors, in Canon, Scrimgeour was a kiss-ass that paid more attention to the public opinion than to the problem, the other one… I know he was in the story too, but I can't place him. Scrimgeour announced the retirement of Harrison and Runcorn was the new teacher.

When his speech was done we went to our dorm, It surprised me that no one from our club was selected to be a prefect, more interference from Fudge, not that I am mad about it, it is just some extra work. But… it did send a message to me.

The doorknob asked: "What is nothing?"

I answered: "Close one eye, and what you see through that closed eye is nothing, although being a knob you can't verify this statement, so I ask my classmates to vouch for me… Wait for me dammed!"

Xxxxx

At breakfast, Flitwick handed the schedules out and said: "Mr. Potter, the headmaster wants to see you after breakfast."

I looked at him and asked: "Why? It is just the first day! Will you be there professor?"

Flitwick answered: "No, Mr. Potter he did not tell me the reason, I have a class right away so I can't be present."

I sighed: "Sir? Didn't we do this in my first year? Why do you think I want to be alone with this headmaster? I am certain you remember my arguments, it will save you the time from walking up and down between our tables."

It was rescheduled for after dinner, our first class was Dada, Runcorn entered with a lot of drama, billowing cloak and all. He stood behind his desk and looked menacing at us. "Wands away and open your course book on page three, and start reading the first chapter. I don't want to hear a single sound."

When we went shopping I allowed Hermione to buy all our books, I just expected Harrison's fifth-year course book, curious, I took the book out of my bag… You have to be fucking kidding me! Defensive Magical Theory by Wilbert Slinkhard… I looked at Runcorn and checked him out for pink clothing.

Now I remembered him! He was aiding Umbitch in gathering the muggleborns in the last book, and Harry polyjuiced as him… I think.

I opened the book and it was the same useless drivel from Canon. I don't know what Fudge is hoping to achieve, but if he thinks I will attend this class and follow like a sheep, then he needs to find a new brain.

I turned to Daphne and asked loudly: "Daphne dear? Do you have a good Dada teacher in mind or do we have to hire Professor Harrison? This book is worthless."

Daphne answered: "Did you just find out now? I have two names, but we try Harrison first."

While Daphne was talking, Runcorn cast a nasty spell at me while yelling: "Silence!" I reacted with a shield and an overpowered stunner, with my Hallow wand, it went through his shield with no problem and stunned the fool. He became a death eater in Canon so I was waiting for it, they can be so predictable.

I disarmed the creep, smiled at Susan, and asked: "Susi my love? Can you ask your aunt to come here?"

This must be a record, only teaching for a few minutes and getting his ass kicked.

Ten minutes later Madam Bones came in followed by Scrimgeour. She looked at Susan, who handed a memory at her and said: "That teacher cast a troubling spell at Harry for talking in class, maybe also because we wanted to hire a proper teacher." She presented the course book to her aunt and asked: "Is this the kind of stuff the Ministry wants us to learn? Harry used these books to prove to Hermione that there are idiots that write books too. Hermione was heartbroken for weeks."

Madam Bones glanced at the book and asked Scrimgeour: "Are you completely gone insane Rufus? You yourself have made fun of this moron and his book, now you are letting it be taught in Hogwarts?"

Scrimgeour answered: "Fudge demanded it, the Owl results of the last term showed that students were casting complicated spells way above their year's curriculum."

I interfered: "Do a priory incatum on his wand, he used the last spell on me." It was a nasty spell indeed, it would make your joints swell up and cause a lot of pain, it was simple to remove and hard to detect when removed. Hmm, that is a diversion of the Canon blood quill.

Anyway, I went all Lord Slytherin on his ass for using torture in school, and I dragged Fudge into it too. He had to explain to the full Wizengamot why he wants the next generation to be morons.

My 20% and Sirius's 25% made the Daily Crapper pound Fudge into the ground for days. The hearing was broadcast on the wireless, including the memory of Susan and mine with Madam Bones and Rufus's comments on the books.

Lord Greengrass commented: "It is clear that Minister Fudge does not care about the future of our children. His past actions proved he is untrustworthy and susceptible to bribes. I call, in my name and Lord Slytherin's name, for a vote of no confidence against minister Fudge. It is time we set this administration straight. Appointing someone that uses torture to discipline students is an action of an unstable man."

Yeah right, as if I was going to wait for a whole year to get rid of those fuckers, Rufus took a black eye too when he had to admit he knew about those useless books, it was a bad start for the new headmaster. Fudge got booted out, and Cedric's dad got appointed as an interim Minister.

Xxxxx

Strange, Rufie didn't want to meet me anymore, maybe he talked to Hatty or the paintings. Runcorn got to visit Askaban for attacking a Lord of a Most Ancient and Most Noble House, and an Heir for two more Houses. Harrison got called back with the full support of the students, and school life settled back to normal.

Hah! We got our first boy! A Griffindor, the brother of Roberta Mccloud, who is now a third-year Puff, him and five girls were these years harvest, Athena Griffins for Griffindor, Helga Smith, a Puff, the sister of stick up the ass Zacharias, Angela McDonald, a raven, and a new set of twins, Barbara and Rebecca Styles, both snakes.

I grinned at Liam Mccloud: "Man, we are going to have fun together, I waited five years for this." I may have had a strange grin on my face because he hid behind his sister. Meh, he'll get used to it.

When the contracts were signed, we introduced them to the Room, Daphne explained: "Here we study and practice our spells. The room provides books that help you with your spells and homework. Every Saturday, two hours before dinner we have girls' night. I think Harry wants a few hours for males only.

Sunday, three hours before curfew we have a group meeting to relax and unwind. Most of the time there is someone here that can help you with spells and homework. We ask that you never practice your spells alone the first months."

Xxxxx

Hermione's birthday came up, she proudly wore my collar, the tag said; Property of Harry Potter, the inside of the collar had another line; The slut of Harry and his wives.

We celebrated it in the library, naked, with only her collar and shoes under my cloak, I did not have the nerve to ask Sinistra to participate, or Merlin forbid Andromeda Tonks, she would hex my bits off.

One by one my girls got under the cloak and got her off, by finger, tongue, or toy. I was the last one and fucked her until she screamed, it is a good thing we silenced the area or we would have Pince on our case, and she isn't sexy at all.

It resulted in a Doe Patronus when Hermione cast it, she did her happy dance, sheering she was one of the wives now. Daphne had her contract ready for months and it was signed the same day.

Luna's birthday was next, I imagined the Room into a meadow with some snorkacks on them. The first ten minutes she was studying them, then she turned to me with a hungry look: "Harry, I am fifteen now, and I know you are the first and last man to fuck me."

Surrounded by our girls from the fourth and fifth year, with Cho from the sixth, we gave Luna her first time, getting worked over by several girls and me she was riding her orgasms for hours, yes Morgana got called repeatedly.

The only one not participating was Astoria, she is dating Neville and attended to celebrate the birthday and learn some new moves. I am certain Neville is a happy boy by now.

Anyway, Luna is what we call a mood swinger, one day she prefers the Princess treatment, the next day she is the biggest slut of the lot. Her Patronus became a Doe too. Yes, Daphne has a stack of unsigned contracts. Her knowing smile told me she expected to get a contract for every club member of our year.

Xxxxx

My first conflict with Scrimgeour was about the Hogwarts elves, he called me to his office, I arrived with Daphne, Tracey, Susan, and Hannah, Flitwick was already there waiting for us.

Scrimgeour did his most intimidating pose and said: "Potter, release your hold on the Hogwarts elves, I have sold the young ones to the noble families. The elves claim you have them under family protection."

I shrugged: "No can do Scrimgeour, the Hogwarts elves are free to select a family themselves to place their children in. If you read the Rule book of the Castle you would know it. Did you give the headmaster's oath?"

Rufus thundered: "It is Headmaster Scrimgeour to you, Potter! And the elves have no say about where their offspring are placed. Whether I read the rule book or not is none of your concern."

Coldly I glared at that dickhead: "Well, it is Lord Slytherin to you Rufus, and if these paintings did not explain it to you, each Headmaster needs to swear an oath, the wording will be told by the sorting hat, I doubt Dumbledore did the oath. Hoggy! Give Scrimgeour the rule book, and if he does not swear the oath today, then remove his belongings from the castle along with him."

A big book appeared in front of Scrimgeour I said: "We just suffered from a headmaster with a God complex for forty years, do not think I let you be the next one! The oath or leave."

With the door in my hand I gave my last comment: "If you wanted to do politics, you should have stayed in your ministry, Rufus. You are a headmaster, not the king of this school."

Well, it was also my last conflict with this headmaster, at midnight, Rufus and his belongings found themselves out the gate.

The Daily Trash reported that Rufus refused to swear the Headmaster's oath, an oath that every headmaster needs to swear from the founding of the school until now. Dumbledore bypassed the oath with two extra fake middle names. It resulted in his expulsion from the castle for selling Hogwarts house elves.

Parts of the rule book were quoted and the violations named that Rufus committed to those rules. It sealed Rufus' fate when the paper mentioned that the rule book was written by the four Founders themselves. Being an ex-master Auror and caught doing crimes is a serious loss of face for the man.

Xxxxx

The Board of Governors was a strange bunch, I entered with Daphne, Tracey, and Susan, these three were mostly interested in politics. At the head of the table sat granny Longbottom, followed by a herd of old fossils, most were born in the previous century.

I sat down on the Lord Slytherin seat, Daphne and Susan on the headmasters and deputy seat, Tracey conjured a seat next to me and sat down. Weary of our actions, the Board already witnessed me out two headmasters, they waited for me to start.

Daphne took the word: "We are here to select a new headmaster and deputy. We also want some of you to retire, meaning everyone above ninety years old. The reason is simple, Dumbledore. You allowed him to rule this school as if it was his own little Kingdom.

The only reason Lord Slytherin has so much authority is that Ancient Laws and Rules are broken and he is tasked to restore them."

She looked around and asked: "Does someone disagree with this?"

An old witch scoffed: "What can a little girl like you know about life? You are just out of your nappies."

Daphne smiled at her: "I know enough to see you are wearing nappies, incontinence is hard to endure isn't it?"

I interrupted before it became a cat fight: "It falls on me to say it, but this too is in the rule book, everyone in school above a hundred years old needs to retire. Personally, I want it to be eighty years, but I will follow the rules to a point. Some seats are hereditary, so you can appoint one of your relatives, some seats need a new member like Black and Potter, the ones that are filling those seats can leave right now."

I doused the protests with the words: "I am Heir Potter and Heir Black! And I will decide who will sit on those chairs. For house Potter, it will be Lord Greengrass, for House Black it will be Lord Davis."

Susan commented: "The one that sits on the House Bones seat can leave too, that seat is going to Lady Abbot until I am of age."

Grumbling, three old wizards left the room, my Patronus called the replacements in. Once seated, I looked at vulture granny and asked: "Madam Longbottom, do you consider yourself qualified to know what children need or want?"

Granny Longbottom choffed at me: "Of course, I know that! I raised my son and grandson into fine young wizards."

I looked at her: "Really? Your son maybe, but you did a shit job on Neville. Did you or did you not allow your brother to drop Neville from a pier into the sea? Or out the window from a two-story high building to activate accidental magic? Did you force your son's wand on him? So that he had to fight it to get a spell right? Always commenting on what a great wizard your son was and he should be just like him. You might be a fine mother, but you are a worthless grandmother."

Yes! A great smackdown! I trampled granny into the dirt. One of the cronies said to her: "You let Algy drop Neville out of a window? Why isn't he in Askaban? That is an attempt at line theft, with Neville out of the way he would get the Longbottom fortune! Alice's family all got killed in the blood war, so he would have gained her House as well. I am disappointed in you Augusta."

The Crone addressed me: "I will resign to Lord Slytherin, my grandson will take my place." she stood up and left. Soon everyone followed her example, telling us their son, daughter or grandchild will take their place.

That left Augusta behind she sighed and said: "I only have Neville left, can you appoint someone to take his place until he is of age?"

Lord Greengrass said: "My Astoria is courting Heir Longbottom, My wife will take the seat until he is ready to take over, is that satisfactory?"

Vulture hat left the building, I grinned and commented: "We will reschedule to next weekend. I did not expect all of them to leave."

Cyrus commented: "You better let the press know of your intentions before they call you a tyrant."

Xxxxx

The next day the Daily Suck-up reported:

A new wind blows through Hogwarts!

Dear readers, I had the fortune of interviewing Lord Slytherin, better known as The Boy Who Lived Harry Potter, at Hogwarts.

RS: "Lord Slytherin, you made big waves by firing the Deputy Headmaster and later the Headmaster himself, now we found out that you forced the Board of Governors to resign. Do we need to start worrying?"

HP: "You can start worrying if it is your goal to harm the students or the education of Hogwarts. You reported on the trial of Runcorn, the Deputy Headmaster. His sentence to Askaban was done by the Wizengamot, not me.

Scrimgeour refused to take the Headmaster's oath, an oath that forces them to treat every student equally and have the best interest in mind for Hogwarts. The rules stated that Hogwarts elves can not be sold by the Staff. That rule prevents the Hogwarts elves from being used for political favors.

For every surplus elf, they will select a worthy family themselves. Sadly, the last headmasters forbid the elves to grow beyond a certain number."

RS: "We never realized this, why didn't the headmasters allow this?"

HP: "Because most of the current pureblood families treat their elves like dirt, so they would rather give their children to new families, meaning half-bloods and muggleborn."

RS: "Are you certain it is in the rules your ancestor wrote?"

HP: "Here, this page and the next one are about how the elves should be treated, and this page gives them the right to find families for their children. This rule was made by Lord Slytherin and supported by the three others.

It is pretty basic really, keep your elf happy and he works twice as hard for you, treat them as family, and they remain loyal until they die. People that abuse their house-elves are the biggest morons on the planet."

RS: "Seeing it this way you are right, another hot topic today is the Board of Governors, rumors say you send them all home, is this true?"

HP: "Partly true, we sent the people that represented House Potter, Black, and House Bones away, and appointed our own proxies. Also, I demanded that everyone older than ninety years should retire too. After some talks, they all retired and appointed a relative to take their seat. It rejuvenated the Board so we can make a fresh start."

RS: "What are your ambitions? Ruling Hogwarts? Politics? Both?"

HP: "Commerce is my main goal. Creating jobs for our people is necessary to keep our world alive. It is useless if our graduates can't find a job and move back to the muggle world or turn to crime, or worse, being sold off with a slave contract. That was Runcorn's plan now that Umbridge slave traffic was exposed. By forcing muggleborn into a contract as their interim magical guardian."

RS: "So commerce you say, do you already have some?"

HP: "Yes, quite a lot of them, both in our world and the muggle world. I employ currently over a thousand people. You might have heard of the Patronus corporation, a venture of House Greengrass, House Davis, House Black, and House Potter. It started with exposing Umbridge and saving all young wizards and witches with slave contracts. We gave them a new life by giving them jobs."

RS: "We heard of that corporation, it is active in several fields, from farming to construction to shops and factories, and is building a good reputation.

Thank you for this interview Lord Slytherin, it was very illuminating."

HP: "No problem Miss Skeeter, you can ask me anything except my personal life, I like to keep it for myself for as long as I can."

This concluded my interview dear readers, although I had some questions burning on my tongue about the women in his life, I noticed he was very closed about his family situation.

I can tell with common knowledge that he is seeing at least four girls, to fill his Houses he needs at least that many. We wish the best of luck to whoever becomes one of his Ladies

Your reporter Rita Skeeter.

Does that sound as if I dictated it myself? Meh, next time I'll do a better job.

Xxxxx

The public was put at ease, no I am not going to be a dictator, I am just going to employ them all and rule them that way… just a thought… really.

Sunday after curfew, we had our friends with benefits night, I am always looking forwards to them, tonight is Luna's first time to set the stage, no palace, no big rooms filled with beds and toys.

Nope, we finally took a look inside Luna's head, and what it showed was mindboggling. I knew it was a bad idea to take them to the movies and show them Star Trek and Star Wars movies. How she managed it I don't know, but we floated in Space. Completely weightless.

Making love that way was new, but fun, in the end, we became one ball of bodies. Even then, Su Li managed to keep her purity.

That setting started a new kind of background, we made love in the Enterprise, I fucked them with the Force, and I ran away when Luna animated a bloody wookie.

Surprisingly Pansy was a fan too, she loved it when I filled her pussy while floating around in space. I was glad they did not go for total accuracy because there is no air in outer space, it would make a big mess.

The Enterprise made its appearance at our normal Sunday chill-out with the whole club. We had to explain a lot to the purebloods and tell them the difference between reality and Science fiction but eventually, they loved it. The young ones liked the idea of exploring the galaxy and tried to find ways to make it true.

We did not forget our responsibilities, however, in November Griselda got a visit from Six Patronuses in the mess hall, she sighed and sent one back, a huge owl appeared in front of us and said: "Congratulations class of 95. You made us proud, we will come tomorrow to note the names of the students who achieved this difficult spell."

Xxxxx

The day that I fucked Hermione in right front of Bins between classes, was the day I had enough of that ghost. It may be thrilling to do that, but that ghost has to go.

I sat in front of the ghost and asked him: "Professor Bins, how long ago did you die?"

Bins answered: "I believe it was nineteen twenty or twenty-one Lord Slytherin."

I continued: "So you have put students to sleep for over seventy years? You do realize that most of your students are sleeping in your class, do you call yourself a teacher? Are you even teaching at all? Is it your goal to make students ignorant of their past, because the way you are just repeating those ridiculous books is doing just that. Do you hate Hogwarts?"

Bins did not know what to say, finally, he responded: "I always taught History like that, nobody complained."

I glared at the ghost: "Are you that stupid to not notice that ninety percent of your students are asleep within twenty minutes? Are you a teacher or a vengeful ghost that is taking revenge on the wizarding world? After the Christmas break, there will be a new History teacher, I suggest to move on or fuck off."

I heard him mumbling when I left: "Nobody complained… ever." I answered: "You never listened."

We made Madam Hooch Deputy Headmaster and headhunted a Headmaster from Ilvermorny Jack O'Neill, the Deputy Headmaster there.

I presented my demand to them: "I just told Binns to move on, can you find a new History teacher for after Christmas? There was a couple making love right in front of him between classes and he didn't even respond. People are sleeping in his class and his only topic is Goblins."

O'Neill asked: "Who did you caught doing that?"

I back paddled: "That is not important, what is that he didn't even look."

Hooch mumbled: "Miss Granger must have been disappointed by that." That was a mean comment from Hooch, for the one time she caught us on the quidditch field, or that time in the school broom closet, it was not a reason to suspect us. Maybe Sinistra ratted us out when she caught us in the Astronomy class, when I was adjusting my telescope into Hermione's Heavenly cave, she didn't even join in the fun. She did not deduct points though.

I bet Babbling told them of the time I gave a double hand job to Daphne and Tracey during Runes we were discreet though, we warded the area off with freshly made wardstones, too bad she keyed herself in and enjoyed the show… Ok, maybe, just maybe, we were going overboard, but in our defense, we are way ahead of the others and got bored. Is it my fault Hermione, Daphne, and Tracey have a kinky side?

Babbling has one too, she still did not say anything when in her next class I fucked Hermione behind the warded area, or when I let Hermione eat out Daphne when I took her from behind. I knew she could see us, her looks gave it away.

Where was I? Ah, History teacher, Jack O'Neil found one that moved to the other side of the pond during the first blood war, Daniel Cage, he had a master's in History and surprisingly he liked Goblins.

During Christmas break, I took the entire club to Harold's, gave them thousand pounds each, and told them to buy their own Christmas gift, some took the money, some bought a new wardrobe, Parvati and Lavender took Pansy and Milli to the lingerie section and had a blast. Those kinds of presents are a gift to me too.

That night I got a hot striptease show right in front of me, no need to say it was the best thousand pounds spent on each of them.

Tonksie was a regular visitor too, she enjoyed me as much as she enjoyed the girls, she did scare us once when she entered my bedroom disguised as Andromeda, dressed in leather and carrying a whip. Hermione loved it, but it was bad for my heart, especially when Andromeda visited us the day after, and Luna asked: "Hey Tonks where is your whip?"

Xxxxx

Our courses were easy, we did it all last year with Cho, Marietta, and the Bell twins, we were practicing silent casting and wandless, just to keep it interesting.

Valentine's day gave me a pile of chocolate, I gave a pile of chocolate too, each club girl received some exclusive brand and a single flower, except the ones with boyfriends, of course, I might have threatened Neville that if his present is not good enough, he will face my wrath. I kind of like Astoria and want to see her happy… Ok, I scared the shit out of him, he gave her a pile of chocolate, jewelry, and a bunch of flowers, he even proposed to her.

Astoria glared at me: "Potter what did you do to Neville?" I shrugged and answered: "I told him to get a nice present for you. Neville? You did a great job, I'll bet she will say yes in a few years." I had to run after that comment though.

Life moved on… Lavender and Milli signed the contract, our owl exams were a walk into the park. We did all wand-based courses silent and wandless. Potions, Runes, and Arithmancy, astronomy as well were guaranteed O's Care for creatures was ok too. We even took Muggle Studies. For fun, I explained the purpose of a rubber duck to Tofty and said Mr. Weasley is interested in that topic. We added several spells for extra credit.

To calm Hermione down, I whispered that am going to ravish her tonight on the teacher's table. Anyway, it was another successful year.