The Parental Unit:
As for Hermione's schedule, Snaggletooth then apparated Hermione to her living room where it had seemed her mother had just sat down on the couch after a long day at the Dental office.
"Hi, darling, busy day. Good patients, but bad legs I guess. We closed up a bit early." as Jean Granger laughed. "Is that your new robe? I love it, you do look like a Witch. How much did it cost?"
"Thanks, Mom. Call it nine thousand pounds for all the things I bought. Very expensive but the Wizarding world is big on dress to impress. I feel partially like a Russian oligarch. I suppose I make my own money let me spend it. The covered legs or arms allow me to move quickly without worrying about my decency. I want to be able to fight and perform jumps, kicks and hand to hand combat without any of the 'pureblooded scions' staring at any part of me. And yes, I know you haven't met Remus yet, but it is okay."
Lorna then called and told Hermione that she needed to share some important news.
"Whootsy, tea for the four of us. Sit and keep us some company. I might have questions for you too." Hermione commanded.
"Yes, Lady Grangers," Whootsy replied. When the tea arrived, Whootsy sat down next to Hermione as she recapped the day's events. Lorna then apparated in and had a large stack of papers in her hand.
"Hello, Ms. Granger. Hermione. Whootsy right?"
Whootsy nodded.
"The first order of business is since the inheritance both Harry and yourself can cast magic without Ministry of Magic alerts. There is an old but obscure law that the Lord or Lady of a Magical House may cast as much magic as they require. We need to test it. We will go to a place and then you will cast some magic. If Ministry people do arrive, I will tell them that you are related to me and it isn't an issue as you are magical. If Ministry people don't arrive, you know what the means right?
Jean furrowed as she tried to understand what was going on. Her daughter was a Lady?
"It means I am going to learn those nifty domestic charms that Aunty Priya knows. It might be good to learn finesse from an early age. It would be nice for mum to relax. I already know some minor healing charms too."
"Well, I can't argue. I love the idea of less housework," replied Jean, as she went along with everything.
"Which woman doesn't? Even Harry uses them in the null-box and the attic and he is a guy. He is better than me at putting a house away. You know how much ladies will want him for that?" giggled Hermione.
"I do. Your father as a former military man in the student days never had a single pin out of place. Very hard not to fall in love with that." Jean laughed. Lorna honestly found that to be an attractive quality as she spoke:
"After we successfully test the law, then we can inform Harry. Otherwise, I am going. Thanks for the tea!"
"Evening! Later!" Hermione cheered brightly. Lorna then apparated away.
"Anyway mum, as I was saying when I went to Madam Malkin, I met a girl who was probably my age. Of course, she doesn't know that I am just as old as her. I look like I am approaching thirteen, I know. Anyway, I could feel my magic buzzing just like when I saw Harry. I just knew. Her name is Luna Lovegood and she seems to have an eye for art. Sure, I can paint okay enough, but I approach things a bit mechanically. She seems to have this natural flowing way she does her lines."
"Well, that is nice, you need friends. Harry is practically your brother, he doesn't count as your friend. What do you need an artist for?"
"The plan is for her to produce art that will help our businesses. Good for branding. I am interested in letting her see all the art she would consider to be muggle, and I mean the whole gamut. Art pieces, fashion, video games, general pictures from google, Pinterest boards? Everything."
"I could see why that is useful. What happened to the box with the green liquid? What does it do?"
"I ended up using it all to heal Remus. It is my first potion invention. Wizards have a wound cleaning and healing potion. It usually stings and smokes when applied. I managed to take the potion and fix the acidity, add a scent, add a numbing effect and an additional cleaning agent. It also takes a lot of magic to brew. It heals Wizards instantly from wounds, minor infections and severe burns."
"Did you test it? How did you manage that?"
"I was explaining my project to Harry and Remus volunteered to try the potion. Let us say in the wizarding world, people get injured regularly and quite severely. Remus had some injuries as he got a magical accident. I think he ran into a burning building to save someone and had gotten some burns on his forearm. The potion in five minutes had his skin flawless. There is nothing like it in the Wizarding world. This alone may make me quite wealthy."
"Well, my word is exciting now, I live in a magical world where people cure wounds immediately with magic green water and now and I have a house-elf on my couch."
"Talking about that Whootsy, say I wanted to get Granger Manor sorted out. I want Mum and Dad to go?"
"Yes Lady Grangers, elf magic will carry us theres." Replied Whootsy.
"Granger Manor? You are a Lady now? I don't understand this bit and I thinking I am in for another surprise?" asked Jean.
"Oh CRAP,CRAP, CRAP! I have been so excited and I did not say one thing. I didn't mention what happened on Sunday. The Goblins suspected that I came from magical ancestry and they did an inheritance test."
"Just like Harry then?"
"Exactly that mum. Long story short is that I am descended from Hector Dagworth-Granger, a known Potioneer. So, dad's side. But funny enough the inheritance shows that on my maternal side there were probably witches who specialised in Runes. Then to top it off, because I created a new magical alphabet, I became eligible to inherit the last known work and property of a witch so well known that even you know her name."
"Who is that daughter."
"Morgana LeFay."
"She is real?"
"Better than real. This chain around my neck comes from her. Let me just make it visible. There."
The jewel-studded chain appeared and the runes glowed, as the disillusion charm collapsed.
"There are five more of these and thirty smaller hand bands that protect your mind. I have her possessions in a couple of trunks in my room. I am sorry I didn't say anything, I was too excited with my projects."
"That is okay. I heard that you are doing well in the GCSE lessons?"
"Yes. I found a different place where it is girls like myself. Homeschooled types. I used to go to class with Harry but I prefer my new place. Remember my normal studies aren't suffering, I am still ahead. My magical invention with the Runes occurred when I took the Logic Circuits out of the Physics textbook and made a magical script. So, I am using my science to do magic, like Harry."
"That is good. I don't want you to stop school. So, if I understand correctly, two inheritances from different people?"
"Yes, the Dagworth-Granger vault along with the Gold left by Morgana is fairly a lot. Remember when I told you I had to go into a Goblin cave to figure out something and you weren't too keen? I am glad you decided to let me go. Harry made a 'mistake' that caused me to earn six and a half million pounds."
"You are just pulling my leg, right?"
"No. Harry after building a primitive plasma rifle, used the beam fire mode to excavate gold and jewels from the cave. The cave is magical by the way. With all the gold cashed out into pounds, we are looking at approaching 3 million galleons or fifteen million pounds for my entire worth. Most of it has been put away in long term investments. Don't be shy about letting me put some equipment into the new dental practice. Whatever you need, top of the line you just say."
"Oh dear. This is great news but a bit hard to believe. It seems that getting to know Harry brought a lot of good luck, I guess?" laughed Jean.
"For now, yes. But when war arrives, I might have to get my hands bloody. All of us will eventually become targets because I am a muggleborn witch. You heard the stories. I plan to defend my family and myself.
I acknowledge that I might even have to kill.
And as much as I know you don't like the whole training regiment, people can teleport and boil your blood with curses, and do horrific things with wands. It doesn't sound too nice but I could have arrived at Hogwarts, study purely magic, and then meet an unprepared Harry Potter. Moldypants appears, and then we all have to scamper."
"That I think, would have been far worse?" Jean suggested.
"Exactly. I can stick to Harry I know now, and develop a safe fortress where you and dad can stay, and have tools and training to deal with anybody who would try to harm me."
"I understand. The issue as to whether your father should teach you to fight and shoot was not something I agreed with at first. Then he explained what could happen and I changed my mind. Your father said he would rather have a roaring Valkyrie rather than a pampered princess. It was on that agreement that we allow you to go anywhere as long as you text us first. Harry had told us that Grace can find you anywhere so we don't worry too much."
"I know and thank you for that. Our situation is unusual. The magic helps me to learn quickly too. I don't have the mental development of a ten year old, I think I might be fourteen mentally. Harry too could be fifteen in terms of mental age."
"You were never childish. You always spent your time reading. You were always mature for your age."
"Thanks. I just remembered something."
"All of my Elves, line up and step forward for your oath."
Bootsy apparated into the room.
"Mum, these are mine. I am sure you assumed that they were Harry's and they also come over here. I am going to bind them to me.
"I, Hermione Jean Granger, Rune Priestess apprentice to the line of Morgana LeFay and the current Lady Granger accept you into my service. You are only released when I say you are, verbally. Accidentally receiving clothes does not count. You will be treated in the exact way Lord Peverell treats his elves. You are family and you will be loved, cared for and provided with magic and gratitude to bolster your constitution."
The two elves stepped forward. When the binding was completed for each elf, she bent down to her knees, gave each elf a warm hug and whispered with much gratitude.
"Welcome friends."
After the elves wiped their tears and had composed themselves, Hermione spoke:
"You will be provided with a salary for your work. You will work for House Granger but will make yourself available to Harry Potter or his family if necessary. As the days go by, I will explain our routine and some of the things we do as we are in the middle of the Muggle world. You are encouraged to make friends with the Peverell elves."
"We made friends with Potter Elves alreadies. Ms Grangy just like Harry Potter. Lady Granger powerful and is the best mistress ever."
"Aww thanks. I don't have the kind of wandless control of magic that Harry has, but let me give you some of my magic. Hold my hand."
Hermione put a considerable amount of Magic into both elves.
"You will eventually begin to look like the other elves as you pick up more magic. This is a newly discovered thing, nobody knows this piece of magical lore. How old are both of you?"
"Three hundred and fifty Miss Grangy.
Three hundred and twenty Miss Grangy"
"That is pretty amazing. We will talk more as time goes by. Go ahead and begin cleaning up Granger Manor. Coordinate with Harry's elves. I will visit when I am ready. Remember your working conditions are no different to Harry's elves."
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"Well daughter, this has been interesting. I am going to cook something. Your plans?"
"Lab work with Harry."
"Have fun sweetie."
Harry who had been tweaking the gun with his new improvements, was greeted by Hermione who was wearing her full robe.
"Hey Mione, amazing robe. Take a twirl, let me see how you plan to make the boys swoon!"
"Oh shut up. I could make boys swoon without the robes. Working on integrating yesterday's stuff?"
"Made some improvements. Been tweaking it for a while."
"Yes, it looks a bit different what did you do? Oh, by the way, Uncle Moony officially has the interwebs. He is on his first YouTube spree."
"Nice. We will ask him what he found interesting. Let me show you the changes. So I have moved the components over to a 3D printed frame. I made an improvised water jacket with some copper plate, old computer water cooling parts and some haphazard soldering. I have only the rifle emitter permanently installed. I have the vacuum tube mounted too. I have been practising and I have gotten much better at sharping the energy with my forefinger."
"How did you learn that skill so quickly?"
"I practised levitating a tiny aluminium bb. The aluminium base is charged with magic. I push the magic into the bb and it repels from the plate. Everything stays inside a straw. This exercise gives your wandless capability a workout. I can feel a mild headache from the practice."
"I think I will practice this too. It will be a useful skill."
"I am considering I want simple, reliable assemblies for the Azkaban mission. The stupid thing is that I forgot I will have to waterproof everything. I have no idea why I didn't consider the rain. Help me with getting the connections done, and we will test tomorrow."
One and a half hours later the assembly was done. All the moving parts were eliminated. The pulse rifle now had a water-cooled emitter, a swappable trigger module and a scope. Harry also had made an unusual modification. Harry had installed a magical antenna array that made connections to the ground circuits of the earth. The test was simple – Would it aid in spell stability? Or would he have to connect to his boots? Tomorrow they would find out. Bootsy appeared and began with the report.
"Lady Granger?"
"Sweetie you don't have to use honorifics, just Mione is fine. Same for Harry too."
"Miones…..the house is goods conditions. The house hases anti dust charms. The furniture is olds. The plumbing needs works, everything elsees is fine. The house has wards, you will have to opens them up to….Harry and his family. The house has a huge huge potions lab. All ingredients seals in magical stasis. House very safe, muggle repelling charms."
"Excellent. I am quite comfortable in my current house right now. Work on what you can, leave anything you cannot do for other people. Remember not to work excessively, take breaks. Every day one of you will go on rotation, one will stay at the house with me and take care of things at the Manor, with the assistance of the Potter Elves, Tell Wootsy to take the night off. Goodnight, Bootsy"
Bootsy beamed the largest smile as the elf fed off the powerful magic. Her magic was so warm and so strong! Plenty of gratitude. Bootsy considered himself lucky. Hermione continued:
"Well Harry, I found an artist the same way I found you. My magical core just knew she was the right person. We have to set up a day where she can visit us and get exposure to the normal things in our world. I get the feeling she is exactly what we need. The name is Luna Lovegood and her father is Xenophillius Lovegood."
"Excellent. I didn't tell you, but I was invited to a Wizarding home to explain how planes stay up. Nice people, the woman's magic felt motherly. Molly Weasley. Remus knows them. Oh, I told them my name was Hadrian Eagle."
Hermione roared with laughter.
"I told Luna my name was Lady Jean Von Neumann. Lorna just explained that we can cast magic without interference. We have to test it, but we should be able to do magic freely. Lorna is organising some validation. Don't tempt fate over there at the Dursleys though.
"That should speed up things when it comes to our studies. We need to have a chat about France in terms of Remus, your mum and the general arrangements. I decided to leave Invictus to sleep this evening. Remus said that he will teach me apparition but he needs to go over some theory first."
"When was the last time we had a day off Harry?"
"I can't remember."
"No work tomorrow. No studies, nothing. We can do the morning exercise, talk with Moony and perhaps let him meet my father. We can test the gun too during the evening. I think my dad knows how to adjust the scope. Let us call it a night. Whootsy?"
"Mistress?"
"Zap me home. Night night bighead. See you later."
"Later Priestess."
The next day, both Harry and Hermione had spent the morning at Remus' apartment, as they played computer games and lounged about. There was a discussion about what Remus had seen, as Harry wanted to ensure that he understood that Iron Man was fictional, but perhaps possible with maybe two hundred years of technological development. Also, Remus had gotten an introduction to his adoptive family and had eaten some of Amba's food for lunch. For Remus, it was a fairly new experience, and he enjoyed the lunch a lot.
After lunch, the discussion was about the development of his armour systems, the general state of warfare in the mundane World, the implications of the Queen of England getting involved in a muggle-magical war, and finally a less severe topic – mundane music and Internet radio. Harry had even explained the differences in the manufacturing of products, and how heavy machinery was highly useful in making mass-produced items. Remus began to put the little pieces of information together, as he realised that Harry's new weapon and armour systems would require strictly in-house work. And finally, there was Harry's rifle. It was now past the twilight and the dark was approaching. Hermione had finally managed to catch her father on the phone.
"Hi Dad, how was work. You busy tonight?"
Indistinct speech could be heard from the smartphone.
"Excellent. We made some modifications to the rifle. I think Harry's scope will need adjusting. Yes, I do want you to meet Harry's Uncle. Half-hour? Excellent."
Hermione hanged up.
"Alright, we have a half-hour, before showtime. See Harry today was fun. We need to do this more often. It was nice not to do any work."
"I think you are right. I know Sirius isn't having a nice time in Azkaban but I will try to be a little more open to relaxing. On the other hand, Hermione just download a torrent for all the Star Wars movies. I am leaving the Thinkpad for him. I want Remus to see what we are working towards."
"I have a new movie to see Harry?" asked Remus.
"You certainly do. Tomorrow you can watch it as we are back to work, with the usual studies"
Then a discussion about the state of their GCE O-Level occurred and it seemed that Harry had no problem with Mathematics and Physics. He barely required any revision to do well. Hemione on the other hand seemed to be severely dented towards Chemistry and Biology. She also was highly predisposed toward Additional Mathematics, and it seemed that only some areas of Physics required extra work. After planning to help each other, it was time to test the improvements.
"Think it is time to go. Bootsy and Wootsy?"
"Lady Gra…" Bootsy began.
"Ahem?" said Hermione but not unkindly, with a little giggle.
"Hello…what does Hermione need?"
"Excellent my diminutive friend. No honorifics. Bootsy take Harry to the null-box to pick up the rifle. Wootsy take Remus and I to the back of the house. Mum probably mentioned you guys to Dad but needs an official introduction."
POP.
Remus found himself in a semi-dark area where some of the illumination was provided by the house lights. Otherwise, the place was secluded with a lot of trees for cover. Hermione opened the door at yelled "Dad, I am home."
Shortly after, William appeared with a small toolkit in his hand. He did not seem the least bit surprised that a strange man was in his backyard. He seemed to pay no particular attention to the elf. William stepped forward and offered his hand.
"Remus Lupin? Harry's Uncle?" William asked kindly.
"Indeed Sir. Good Night. Hermione's father, yes?"
"Yes, William Granger. I heard of you in passing from my wife. Welcome. What trouble has she gotten into now?"
"Today was quiet. She decided to take a break. And she convinced Harry to relax today. So, no trouble, she did well today. She and Harry thought me about the computer and video games. Remember, first time in your world on an extended basis. I am catching on, I think?"
"Ah yes, I heard about the magical world being separate and much different. I take it you haven't seen Harry's weapons in action?"
Remus was wondering where Harry was and as soon as that thought entered his head, Harry appeared.
"Hello Harry, I see you made some modifications I presume? I like the Picatinny rail. Excellent."
"Hello, Uncle William. Time for round two. I need help with my scope."
"Let me take a look. "
After some fiddling with precision screwdrivers, William got the scope dialled in.
"Alright Harry, we will have to make incremental adjustments as we go on. I am seeing some new bits. Walk me through it."
"The part that produces the beam is water-cooled. We also have no mechanical parts. We retrofitted a vacuum tube. It is very….magical."
Hermione slapped her forehead. Harry had a terrible 'pun' problem.
"Okay, could not resist that one. So essentially in its current mode, it will fire a thin, contained plasma beam. If the temperature gets up to 60 degrees centigrade, an alarm will go off. Plonk at the wall as much as you want until then. The cooling is running at its lowest speed. We can turn it up later."
As William got himself in the proper stance, Harry put his hands together and rubbed them impatiently, hoping his quick hack might work.
"zzzzzzZZZZZZZ – Psssshhhhhhhhhh - Psssshhhhhhhhhh - Psssshhhhhhhhhh "
William paused.
"Psssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
Remus who had only been introduced to guns within the last four hours could not believe his eyes. He remembered Harry speaking to Hermione about taming FiendFyre when he had first arrived at the null-box.
So, this is what his Nephew did in his spare time. The range seemed to be almost….Three hundred feet?
William continued to experiment with different firing modes before he seemed to ponder something.
"Uncle William, comments?" Harry asked.
"I can't see any difference between the beam strength. The scope is a dream on this thing. Dead centre. The reflex is great for more situational awareness. No bullet drop is an entirely new thing for me. We can check the wall in a bit."
During the next fifteen minutes, Harry explained to Remus about the states of matter and how he suspected that Fiendfyre was magical plasma. Then, he described his process for the language and intent modified spell that had stripped out the 'showmanship'. The 200 meter range was a safeguard for himself. He could probably go three times the distance if he wanted to but her reasoned Azkaban was very close quarters.
"Well it isn't getting hot, so let's go and check the wall," William replied.
Remus followed William as they neared the wall. Remus took out his wand and cast a bright Lumos. William began to examine the wall.
"Well, Harry I think the scope is dead on. You can try now. We have some pencil sized holes where I burst fired. The sustained areas, approaching golf ball sized holes. Good enough for those soul-sucking things I think. The construction certainly feels much more refined. I take it steel is the next step?"
"Yes. Nice shiny parts from a machine shop. Hermione told me you want a pistol. I can do that for you. I might make some for myself too. You can get any number of effects. Let me know what you want."
"Non-lethal but powerful incapacitation."
"Gotcha. Well, let us see how well I do. Hermione is prepared to call mum if I get burnt. Although it should be fine."
Harry then turned up the cooling to maximum, as everyone walked back to the previous spot. He then swapped in his custom trigger module, where the magic from his finger would control the characteristics of the energy beam. He held the gun, aimed down the scope and then switched to his mage sight. He began to breathe slowly, and he willed his magic to help him to keep the gun dead study.
He gently dripped some continuous energy into the trigger.
He received a consistent beam. Now to see how far he could push it before things got unstable. He trickled more and more energy into the gun until the beam began to approach instability. Then he backed off a little. The beam was easily marker thick now. But the magic wasn't unstable.
"Harry is that advisable?" Hermione asked. He stopped shooting.
"I think that there is a narrow sensitive band where you can truly manipulate the magic. I didn't have the sensitivity in the cave. I think it is much better since I began playing with the fine control exercises. I am using some house magic to help me augment the sensitivity. Far from chain reactions. Now for some experimentation"
Harry mounted the rifle to his chest again and began to think about the flow of energy for a three burst shot.
Lift-Drop-Lift-Drop-Lift- Drop he thought in his mind, imagining the aluminium bb. Harry then began to focus on putting more energy into the spell slowly, either until the alarm went off or the spell began to approach a chain reaction.
For the next fifteen minutes, he kept going at it until he was shooting Star Wars sized blaster bolts. As he kept going the energy then became blue. He observed the energy with his mage sight. Firing in burst mode allowed the spell to perform at its best. It would be interesting if these conditions could be replicated with a wand. The wand core and the vacuum tube seemed to be vibrating. Resonance perhaps? The magic seemed to resonate with his core. And then, everything clicked.
The alarm finally went off.
Harry then took the rifle down to see William and Remus looked rather shocked. The elves were clapping, and Hermione was on the verge of laughing.
CRACK!
At least half of the stubborn concrete wall had fallen.
"Well, maybe it is a good thing I decided to entertain you, Harry. You and Hermione did away with half of the wall. Maybe you can do the other half another day. I can save some money on that. You can get some pizza on me."
"Harry, what happened? Why did the energy change?" Hermione asked.
"You know we were supposed to relax today, but I think I discovered something new. I could feel and see my core being expressed in the magic. I also think spells with enough fine control probably benefit from resonance too. The tube and the emitter were resonating. Remember the spectrum?" asked Harry.
"Towards the blues is higher energy? The pulses were marker thick. I swear, it was blaster bolt sized. We could hear the concrete suffering. We should go take a look?" asked Hermione.
And they all walked towards the half of the wall that was left standing, and then the real damage became evident. There were marker sized pocket holes littered throughout the wall. Most of them had blast craters. The concrete had vaporised. In some places, the repeated hits had vaporised all the material and had passed completely through the entire wall. Some of the trees were smoking.
"Impressive Harry. There is nothing with that kind of range in the magical world!" said Remus.
"You can say that again. Harry, can you emulate the shot right here? Let us step back just in case."
"Let me see if it will come easier."
Harry then thought about how the blaster bolts felt and then channelled just the right amount of energy. The shot had vaporised approximately twenty millimetres of concrete, or so Harry approximated.
"Alright, children let us call it a night it is getting late. Congratulations again Harry and Hermione. Should we tell the family at dinner that you upgraded to better things?"
"Nah I want to surprise them. I and Remus are going to scoot home. Thanks for adjusting the scope. Time to practice with tin cans." After hugs were exchanged Harry exclaimed, "Gracie, Remus and I need a lift to his flat."
ZAP.
"I have to admit daughter, that bird is amazing. I should try it sometime." He joked.
"Harry won't mind one bit." Hermione giggled.
"Alright inside you troublemaker."
Hermione and her father enjoyed teatime with the elves. William was duly updated on Harry's plan for France, the work needed at the Granger Manor operational and other types of mischief that they generally got up to. He was also informed about the anti-legilimency bracelets and necklaces Hermione had in her possession.
"Time to snooze. We are going for the world record for the one mile run eventually. Let us see if you can shave a fraction of a second off in the morning." He explained to his daughter.
Meanwhile, at the flat, Harry hugged Remus, before apparating home via Tipsy. Harry then took a shower and ate a late dinner. He updated Invictus on the various successes with the rifle. He then reinforced his compulsions on his relatives and utilized the rest of the evening to practice his occlumency before falling into a deep sleep.
Lilly and James who had decided to pay attention to Harry's shenanigans from the time he arrived at the Granger residence began to chat among themselves.
"Does he need all of those things Lills?" James asked.
"He sadly might husband. There were rumours during the war that many foreign wizards had joined Voldemort's cause. The idea was to take over England first and then spread out worldwide. Ministry of Magic Intelligence had concluded close to 2600 wizards belonged to Voldemort's forces. That was why Bagnold retired. And at least half of them were British wizards. All marked. That was why they could not lock them all up. Azkaban was not big enough. Our deaths caused them to disband. There seems to be a lot of movement with the Wizengamot Death Eaters, lately. I think some of them still want to put a scare on the Wizarding world."
"So, Harry will not be fighting 100 people. More than 25 times that amount. This is scary Lills. Numbers generally win wars and Magical England never offered any resistance. Dumbledore will try to reform everybody and that isn't possible."
Each member of his little team will have to be worth 500 wizards. Let us see how he will solve the problem. Or he might come up with some new kind of device to even the odds. It hasn't been two years properly since he started his recovery. Lady Magic and Jesus protect his soul."
"I hope his adoptive Mother's Gods protect him. Let the old gods of the Ése , look over him too. He is going to need all the help he can get. I know that Grace and Hermione will follow him to the end of the earth. We will see what happens. "
"Let us get back to our work James. Now, what am I supposed to do with the asteroid? Crash it into the planet to start life? What a set of odd jobs we do here beyond the Veil."