Alteran Seraphimian Aliance

by anothokuro

An action to free Arceus will bring an ancient alliance back to life. The hunt for the stars has begun. Voldemort will soon find out what true power means. And Dumbledore runs against a wall with his manipulations, as Harry frees himself from his grip and starts his true inheritance. Begins in the Pokemon universe and then changes over. Translation of the Original Story.

4. Chapter 4 - The Rescue Operation

Chapter 4 - The Rescue Operation

Disclaimer: I own neither Pokémon nor Stargate or Harry Potter or any other copyrighted works that are used here. This story I write here only for my personal pleasure, written without any profit.

"Bla" speeches

Bla thinking

# Bla # Seraphim language

'Bla' telepathy

$ Bla $ Discussions with the shadow layer

/ Bla / Old Draconian

Ϩ Bla Ϩ Parsons tongue

₱ Bla Translated Pokémon language

[Bla] Pokédex entries

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Anoth stood in front of the house number 4 of Privet Drive in Surrey in his Drago-Seraphim form and made contact with his ship.

#Miana. can you come down? I have located the signal. #

Miana materialized in her human form exactly on Anoth's head only seconds later. She had taken a human form too disguise herself.

# Of all the places where you could have rematerialized, had it to be on my head of all places? #

#You're going again without me. # she pouted.

#And that gives you the right to just let you teleport on my head? #

#I had to remember you somehow. #

#Whatever. # Anoth said, tilting his head in a way so that she slid of from it. #We have work to do. # With these words, he now took his human form again. And became visible. Not that anyone on the street really noticed that. The one figure still under her invisibility cloak didn't count.

# What is there? # asked Miana, who had now also become visible again.

# Do not you smell it? #

Miana started to sniff and instantly became serious. #Blood. #

#Yes. Fresh blood. Drago-seraphim blood. #

Tonks overheard them the hole time. Only she did not understand a single word what they were saying. But somehow the language was familiar to her. The question of why eluded her.

Anoth went to the front door of the house and peered through the small window just next to the door. He could see the staircase and the hallway. But from there it did not come what he heard or smelled. It had to come from somewhere upstairs. He went back from the door. Then he turned around and "opened" the door with the help of a fire whip. It is probably unnecessary to mention that there was not much left of the door. Only a second later, Anoth heard the back door being torn from its hinges. No question. That was Miana's work.

Anoth wasted no time and ran up the stairs. Meanwhile, Miana was downstairs dealing with someone screaming around like a banshee. There was a dull impact, then it was quiet.

Anoth, meanwhile, had found the source of the blood. It came from there, from where came the now very well understandable roar. That is, if he would speak that language. But he could learn that. And this fat thing right in front of him was the ideal source for it.

This fat thing just mentioned, was busy torturing a boy, no older than 14, with his belt up his back. Anoth grabbed the man and hurled him out into the hallway. He immediately grabbed him by the neck, holding him up with one hand and pressing him against the wall.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes became the so-called planetary eyes of the seraphim and he continued to draw the knowledge from the waste of space he held in his hand. Vernon, that was his name, Vernon Dursley tried to fight back but he could not break the grip of Anoth.

"Interesting." Anoth said in a voice as cold as the Arctic. "I'll come back to you later." With these words, he simply flung him into the masters bedroom. That he threw him through a closed door was only a minor matter for him. As well as the fact that the door splintered at impact.

Now he turned to the apparently unconscious boy lying on his bloodied mattress. He could smell it was the blood of a Drago-Seraphim. But it was ... blocked for some reason. The powers of the blood were only partially awakened. Otherwise the wounds would have healed long ago.

Anoth put his hand on his back and began to heal the wounds. To his surprise, the wounds looked worse than they were. But some of them were already several years old. So the torture had to go like that for a while. And if Anoth was not mistaken, then there were also some puncture wounds in his back. He also saw bites on his legs. A canine at the form of the bite.

When Anoth began healing, the wounds began to close quickly. Meanwhile, Anoth found himself being dragged to the Shadow Plain of Harry Potter, that was the boy's name as he now knew.

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On Harry's Shadow Plain.

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Anoth found himself in a field that looked like the sun was setting. That should not be that way. The only time this could happen was when the Drago-Seraphim himself was extremely weakened or was about to die. As Anoth looked around, he noticed that he was already expected by two Hellhounds (Riddick, Crematoria). As well as a wyvern whose species was not familiar to him.

All three were down and unable to move much. Anoth wasted no more time. He took his Drago-Seraphim form and drove out three tentacles. Each of them made contact with one of the beasts. As soon as that happened, he started to energize them. Harry would heal even faster if his Shadowbeasts helped from within.

Meanwhile, Anoth's eyes wandered upwards. The sun looked strange. Apart from the fact that she was too weak. Beside the sun was a black cloud, which seemed to deprive the sun of energy. Her appearance reminded Anoth of a black hole that was just incorporating matter.

Then the sun itself. She seemed to be surrounded by an energy field that prevented her from reaching her full potential. As Anoth had expected. That could only be a blocker. If he had to estimate how much of the sun was still available, he would tap on about 5%. Probably even less.

Anoth could not easily resolve these blockages. They were cast in a spell Anoth did not know. If he tried to resolve it, he would probably do more harm than help. To dissolve this, he either had to study the spell himself or find someone who knew it. He had not much time to think about it because he already found himself back in the real world.

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Number 4, Privet Drive, Harry's Bedroom

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Anoth found himself back in his own body when the healing was complete. Just to feel how something round was held on his head.

"I WILL NOT TOLERATE YOU FREAKS IN MY HOUSE!" Anoth knew through his implants that the thing was a shotgun. And also, who pressed it to his head. That was not exactly a smart act.

Before Vernon even had a chance to react, Anoth had whirled around and grabbed the barrel of the shotgun and aimed it at the window. Terrified by the sudden maneuver, Vernon pulled the trigger, only to see his shot destroy the window. Immediately afterwards, the weapon was torn from his hand and his forehead made, in a very unpleasant way, friendship with the rifle butt. As soon as that happened, Anoth turned the weapon in his hand so that he now held it in the right direction.

"Rage of the Black Sun - Hellfire!" The shotgun in his hand changed and a short time later looked like it had come from hell itself. Vernon, who had only been dazed by the rifle butt, had watched it all.

"The weapon is not loaded, haha. You cannot fire it." Vernon laughed and got up. He sounded like he had escaped from a lunatic asylum. However, Anoth's response froze him on the spot.

"I do not need ammunition." With these words, he aimed the weapon so that his shot would pass close to Vernon and squeezed off. Two fireballs shot out of the gun and made a massive hole in the wall just behind Vernon Dursley. At that point Vernon decided that escape was perhaps the better idea and wanted to get away, just to run right into Miana's arms. Who wasted no time and sent Vernon with a kick down the stairs, where he remained unconscious.

"Are you okay with both of you?"

"Yes." said Anoth, who had dropped the weapon and turned back to Harry. "His shot has only hit the window-" He was stopped as suddenly several popping sounds were heard. "Unbidden visitors."

"I'll take care of that." Miana said and disappeared again. Anoth heard a loud rumble as something heavy was dragged down the hall. No doubt, that had to be Vernon. Then he heard some surprised calls followed by cries of pain. Then it was quiet again. Harry was still unconscious. But at least the wounds were closed.

Anoth's decision stood. He needed better equipment to examine him closely. This was on the Ravager . So he would take him there too.

Anoth lifted him cautiously. He was light. Way too light. Carefully he carried it down. When he reached the bottom, he saw at first several people sitting tied up on several chairs. Then, much to his astonishment, he saw Miana talking to the young woman who was still in a cloak some minutes ago.

"Did I miss anything?" Anoth asked, standing in the doorway to the living room with the still unconscious Harry in his arms.

"Not really." answered Miana. "These guys just appeared suddenly and thought they had to attack me."

"And who are they?"

"May I introduce?" Miana asked and continued straight away. "Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody and Mundungus Fletcher and the girl here is called Nymphadora Tonks, though she prefers to be just Tonks."

"HARRY!" Tonks exclaimed in horror as she noticed who Anoth was wearing there.

"Before you ask, she could not enter the house, a curse prevented that, so I had to break it so she could even enter the house."

"Harry, what happened to you?" Tonks asked as Anoth cautiously dropped into one of the chairs.

"I think you can ask him that." Anoth said, pointing to Vernon Dursley, who was now conscious again and completely red with anger. How dare they put the freak in his good furniture and let his freak blood contaminate it. The last thing Vernon felt before his day turned to night again was a fist that smashed his nose.

"Actually, I meant that you ask him a few questions and torture him a bit, but that's fine too." said Anoth with a shrug. With a wave of his hand he let the restraints and the chair disappear again and, with the next wave of his hand, fastened his head to the wall. Meanwhile, Tonks had rushed to Harry and was about to examine him. Anoth ignored his "guests" and turned to Miana. "What did you two talk about?"

"Well, first of all she tried to attack me."

"That can only have failed." Anoth sounded amused.

"Before she could attack me, I had her pinned under me, and an interesting detail came out, she's also partly a Drago-Seraphim. " That had Anoth's attention.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, but her powers seem to be blocked."

"Too?"

"What do you mean with too?"

"Harry is also a Drago-Seraphim, but his powers are also blocked." Anoth said thoughtfully. But then he changed the subject. "Tell me, what kind of magic was that you had to remove?"

"Every time she tried to enter the house, the spell made her forget why she was about to enter the house and make her return to her post."

"Does she have any blocks on her magic?"

"Some. And some blocks that I can't say what they do exactly." confirmed Miana. "The exact extent we will learn later."

"What else did you talk about?"

"Who we are, what we do and I have assured her that we are not a threat to Harry."

"And she took you off so easily?"

"I had to take a oath."

"An oath?"

"A magical oath that I will not do anything to Harry." said Miana. And Anoth nodded. "What are you doing now?"

"I'm going to bring Harry to the Ravages , where I have the equipment to take care of him, but before I do that, I want to know what these two are doing here." With these words, Anoth turned to the two other "guests" who were tied to one of the chairs.

First he grabbed Mundungus.

"We will not talk!" called Moody.

"Who says I'll ask my questions verbally?" said Anoth. "No, I'll just get what I want out of your head, not that you'll remember what happened here. "

Anoth's eyes turned blue and the planned eyes became visible. Immediately after, he penetrated his head in Mundungus. Only to encounter an obstacle immediately. Interesting. He seems to have some barriers. Anoth used a bit more force and broke through the barriers as if they were made of paper. Mundungus would have a few very bad headaches afterwards. That's for sure.

The first thing Anoth noticed was that Mundungus was a petty criminal. He knew so much about the shadow world of the magical world. A world that was hidden from ordinary people. He had an impressive knowledge of dark curses and other things. Only far too little power to apply them. As for the reason they were here, all he knew was that Moody suddenly showed up and they both Apparated to this place. He had not heard what Moody had actually told him. Since he knew nothing else useful, he switched over to Moody.

At Moody he encountered a new problem. His magic eye. The solution was simple. A towel. This covered the eye. Then Anoth plunged into his mind. His shields were just as easily pushed aside as those of Mundungus, and so he began to research. It was not long before he met the scene that made them come here.

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15 minutes earlier

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Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, Hogwarts Headmaster, Order of Merlin First Class and various other titles, sat at his desk in the headmaster's office at Hogwarts when Moody came out of the fireplace.

"What's going on Albus?" Moody asked.

"It's Harry." Albus answered with a worried look on his face. "The spells on Privet Drive have fallen, I'm afraid that something happened to him."

This Albus was wearing a mask to let him look like an old Grandfather. But the old Seraphim was not easily tricked and could see through the mask with ease. This Albus was everything but Grandfatherly. He was dangerous.

"What about Tonks?"

"She is not answering."

"I'll grab Dungus and then I'll take a look at it." Moments later, Moody left the office again.

The last thing he saw was Dumbledore looking at a shelf of molten and destroyed things. In his eyes he could see only one thing. Pure hatred.

Maybe I'm on the wrong side. It was Moody's thought as he made the journey through the Floo.

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Back in here and now.

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Anoth left Moody's mind again.

There is something wrong with this Dumbledore. Anoth thought, taking a few steps back from Moody. That look in his eyes. He has something in mind. His concern was obviously played. However, the question arises with me, why he does not come himself. Anoth was torn from his thoughts as more pop sounds were heard.

"We have to go!" cried Miana.

Tonks picked Harry up and came over to Miana. Anoth had to finish this quickly. With a wave of his hand he erased their memories of the last half hour. Flicking once made the chairs disappear. Including the ropes they held onto it. That made sure they landed very hard on the ground. Snapping once again made Vernon fall off the wall, banging his head first on the floor. Immediately Anoth joined the other three and opened a channel to the Ravager .

"Anoth to Ravager ."

"This is the Ravager . Listen to it clearly." it came back.

Anoth took advantage of the brief time the Ravager needed to respond to attach beacons to the Dursley's.

"Seven to beam." The last thing Anoth heard was footsteps as several people entered the house. Then they found themselves in the transporter room of the Ravager again.

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Only minutes before

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Dumbledore sat in his office and waited for the answer of the two, which he had sent to look into Privet Drive. After a few minutes no answer came from them he decided to check himself. He walked over to his fireplace and sprinkled Floo powder into it. The flames turned green and he stepped into the fire. Just to be thrown out right there again. Hogwarts herself had prevented him from using the Floo network. Cursing, Dumbledore got up from the floor and walked to his office door. Just to see how it was shut in his face. Hogwarts did that more often lately, and he simply had no explanation for it. Angry, he pulled out his wand.

"REDUCTO!" he roared and the door became dust. Dumbledore stormed out. Out of Hogwarts until he left the limits of the spells that protected Hogwarts. Then he apparated right up to the door of Privet Drive number Four. Or rather, the missing door, as he noticed very quickly.

Seconds later, Minerva McGonagall and Serverus Snape also appeared next to him. Dumbledore had run across them on the path to the main gate, and when he had answered the question where he wanted to go, with Harry they came with him. More or less voluntarily in Snape's case.

The only information they had that someone else was in the house was that when they arrived there was a bright flash of light and then silence.

"What was that?" McGonagall asked.

Instead of answering, all three of them ran with drawn wands into the living room from where the light came from. When they reached the living room, they saw only two people lying on the floor. Both unconscious.

"Rennervate."

"Rennervate."

A short time later, both came back to themselves, thanks to Dumbledore's spell. Alastor was the first to get up and promptly sit down on the couch.

"Alastor, what happened?"

"I don't know." he replied, holding his head. He felt as if the Hogwarts Express was driving right through his skull. Mundungus did not fare much better, only he was sitting on the ground. Dumbledore tried both to get information with passive Legilimence. He found that both had their mental barriers destroyed. Someone had just torn his way through them as if they were nothing. And he realized that they had no idea what had happened here.

"What about Harry?"

Alastor just shook his head. Suddenly they heard a loud scream. This came from the upper floor. Immediately the three of them ran upstairs. Only Mundungus did not, he first put a few valuables in his extra-large pockets. Thank magic. only then did he come upstairs. McGonagall stood in front of an open door and did not believe what she saw. The whole room was soaked in blood. On the ground. There was blood on the walls and ceiling as well. But no trace of Harry.

Then there was also the hole in the wall. This hole was dripping with dark magic. As well as the shotgun lying on the ground.

"I'm afraid Harry has gone over to the dark side."

Well. Logical thinking was not one of the wizard's strengths.

They would soon learn that they were completely wrong.

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On the Ravager:

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With a flash of light, the group appeared in the transporter room of the Ravager. The Dursleys were not with them. Tonks noticed immediately.

"Where are the Dursleys?"

"In the detention cells." Anoth answered. "The transmitters I attached to them made sure that they were transported straight into them." Just then a medical team came into the transporter room. "Bring them both to the infirmary, I want to a full health check done on both."

"Will be done." One of the doctors confirmed and they led Tonks, who still held Harry away. Anoth grabbed his forehead.

"Maybe you should go there, too." Miana said worriedly.

"No, no, I've spent more than 100 years worth of experiences and memories, all in bits and pieces, just meditating a bit to get meaning into the mess that I've experienced today, I'm in my chambers . " Anoth said, leaving the transporter room right there. Miana just nodded and left the transporter room to make her way to the infirmary.

Anoth, however, disappeared into his chambers and was in deep meditation seconds later. And he would probably stay that way for the next few hours.

Miana arrived in the infirmary minutes later. There Tonks and Harry were already lying on two beds and were scanned.

"How does it look like?" Miana asked the head of the hospital department.

"Not so good." The older Khajiit answered, sitting at one of the holographic monitors in the room and analyzing the data from the scanners.

"You mean they are in mortal danger?"

"No, no, it's something else that worries me." The doctor went to the middle of the room, where a holoprojector made a holographic tablet appear. On this was the holographic version of the two who were lying on the beds and slept. The pictures were naked. But that was not what caught Miana's eye. It was the rune lattice that became visible on the skin. Above all, however, a particular rune, sitting in both of them in the middle of the chest, made her eyes widen.

"If Anoth sees that, he'll go crazy."

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The next morning

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"YOU HAVE FOUND WHAT ?!" Anoth had just been briefed by the lead doctor and Miana on what they had found. And as Miana had predicted, Anoth had exploded when he heard what exactly they had found.

Anoth wasted no time and now went over to the two of them. Tonks was awake now. but Harry was still asleep.

"What's happening?" Tonks asked.

"I have to check something." Anoth replied and before Tonks could say anything, he touched her in the middle of her chest with his forefinger.

"What...?" Her voice failed her as she spotted the rune, which now suddenly became visible on her chest. It was right over her heart. It was a death rune. A rune that someone from a distance could use to kill them.

That was not the end of the shock for her. Under the rune further smaller runes formed. Coupling runes. The death rune was associated with other runes attached to other people. More specifically, four others. And one of them, Anoth bet, was connected to Harry. Anoth put a finger on one of the other runes and whispered something. Out came a name.

Daphne Greengrass

Anoth activated the next

Hermione Granger

The next one revealed:

Luna Lovegood

And number four was as expected:

Harry James Potter

Tonks turned pale. That weighed far more than the uncomfortable feeling of being touched on her chest.

"Oh no." Her voice was more a whisper. She knew the rune very well, and she knew that anyone could simply activate it remotely. And when that happened, not only would she die, but the four who were connected would die with her. "Can you remove it?"

"That's the problem." Anoth answered. "The rune itself would be easy to remove, but unfortunately it's not the only one on your body."

"What do you mean?" Anoth did not answer verbally but just made a gesture with his hand. The result was that now, by her bedside, there was a hologram of her, on which was now a whole pattern of runes.

"Oh shit."

"Somebody went to great lengths to keep all of you under control."

"All of us?"

"A similar pattern was discovered on Harry." Anoth answered. "Only with him the number of runes was even bigger." Anoth sighed. "But that's not even the problem." With a thought he let the runes disappear on the holographic figure. instead, dozens of different colored dots came to light. They were all connected to the runes, which were barely recognizable.

"What's that?"

"Spells, spells of all kinds." Anoth said, pointing to the thin rays that linked the spells to the runes. "And they're all somehow linked to the runes." Anoth stared at the hologram. "The runes are not a problem. The problem are the spells, I'm still too new to this magic branch for it to know what spells they are, but at least I can do something about the death rune. "

"And what?"

"Does this rune tell you something?" with these words Anoth painted the corresponding rune in the air.

"The rune of life." Tonks said. "But that would mean that ..."

"I cannot move more than 20m away from you, but in parallel it also means that it overrides the death rune, it would have to kill me first to kill you, and it's too weak for that."

"Too weak?"

"The Death Rune is designed to kill mortals, but not immortals, but that much should be said, if activated, it will not be too comfortable for me, the Death Rune may not be able to kill me, but it can always still cause pain. "

"Immortal?" The question came from Harry, which now made sure all the attention was on him.

"How long have you been awake?"

"Since the funny figures." Harry answered. "Are these glowing dots really all magic?"

"Yes, I can say what some of them do but by far not all of them. The blue dots are blockers, the red ones are compulsion magic, the yellow ones are behavioral spells, the white ones are unknown, this magic branch is just too new for us to be able to determine for sure. " said Anoth. "But we get off topic here, can I attach the rune?"

Tonks and Harry exchanged glances, then nodded. Anoth touched Tonks with a finger just above her belly button.

"That will hurt a little bit." then he started to draw the rune. the drawing itself was painless. This sinking in of the rune, under the skin not quite so. Hardly had that happened, Anoth repeated the procedure to himself. As soon as both runes were finished both started to light up. The connection was completed. In turn, on Anoth's side, under his rune, was a smaller rune that indicated that the rune was currently connected to a target.

As soon as that happened, Anoth walked over to Harry and repeated the procedure there. Now, under Anoth's Rune, another smaller rune appeared, stating he was now connected to two. But there were still three others in acute danger. Anoth himself could not go down. Miana on the other hand could.

"Miana."

"Yes." came the answer from Miana, who also stood in the room.

"Find the others who are attached to this Rune network and bring them here."

"Roger that." Miana was gone. Only seconds later, the rune network was activated from somewhere.

"Shit!" Now they had to fight against an enemy who had absolutely no mercy.

The time itself.

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Hogwarts Castle. Somewhere near the coast of Scotland.

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Albus sat at his desk. Two more people sat in front of his desk. Cornelius Oswald Fudge. He was the current Minister of Magic and Amelia Bones. She was the head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement (DMLE).

"We examined the Dursley house." Amelia started. "We cannot share your assessment."

"What does this mean?" Dumbledore asked.

"We've found some totally unknown magic on the house, the unspeakables are already on it, but if you want my opinion, Harry Potter was kidnapped."

"Kidnapped?" that was Fudge this time. "But by whom?"

"That's exactly what we're trying to figure out."

"Any idea?" Dumbledore asked. "Maybe it was Death Eaters."

"We do not know that, but one thing is clear, whoever it was, it has tremendous power when the hole in the wall we found is a hint."

"The hole was dripping with dark magic ..."

"It was an extremely controlled demonic fire that burned the hole in the wall, fired by a Muggle shotgun."

"IMPOSSIBLE!" Dumbledore exclaimed in disbelief. "Demon fire cannot be controlled!"

"Apparently not." Amelia was unimpressed by Dumbledore's outburst.

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to Miana

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Miana found herself in front of a mall. No one had paid any attention to her when she had been teleported to a nearby lane. Apart from three pickpockets, which now lay toothless on the ground. She could feel the death magic. Someone had activated the runes. There time was now running very short.

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Two minutes earlier; Ten minutes after the conversation at Hogwarts; Ministry of Magic

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Cornelius Oswald Fudge was angry. He paced up and down his office pondering. Somehow someone had come to earth who had far more power than the whole wizarding world put together, if he could believe his spy in the unspeakables. If these brats should somehow take on their inheritance and the council of Seven again took its place, then his dominion was history. Just like his dream to become a magical emperor. Somehow he had to stop them.

Fudge stopped abruptly. Could that be the solution? He ran over to one of his filing cabinets and fished out a file. After a quick paging he found it. That would solve his problem. They would not be able to take their place if they were dead. All he had to do was activate the old runic construct imposed on them shortly after he took up his post as minister. He hurried to one of his bookshelves and fumbled out the main control book. He put it on his desk and opened the appropriate page. After a moment's hesitation, he pressed his wand into the rune, which was in the middle of the open side, activating the remote release. If anyone had been in the room, he would have heard the Minister laughing in a way that made even Voldemort shudder.

Or he would be rolling on the floor with laughter at the coughing fit that the minister got shortly after.

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Back to Miana

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Miana stormed into the shopping center. The magic of death was her guide and she let it guide her now. She got in the way of some fat department store cop. This obstacle was cleared out of the way with a mighty right hook to the chin as she made her way up the stairs, not gently shoving other customers aside. She had absolutely no time to lose. She raced on through the department store, then stopped in the middle of a large atrium.

#Where are you? # Miana closed her eyes around the signal to places. A short time later she knew where it was. Only scarce 150m far away. Miana began to move again. The two department store cops who tried to stop them were neutralized with two targeted kicks and punches. Her target was on the move. But the signals indicated that this was not voluntary. Before she knew it, she broke through the back door of the store and came to a stop on the street. Just to see a police barrier. Someone was attacking a bank. And her goal was right in there.

Bad luck for the idiots who raided the bank.

As she was still in civilian clothes, she activated her armor. As weapons, she brought out two hard-light plasma guns. More than enough firepower to destroy the bulletproof windows of the bank. Then she raced to the police barrier at full speed, jumped over the onlookers and landed on one of the police cars, which she crushed like a tin can under her. Without stopping, she raced to the bank front and fired once with both weapons on the window in her way. The ensuing explosion ripped a massive hole not only into the windowpane but also into the facade. Before she reached the bank, she put both weapons away again and attacked the nearest hostage taker. Before the man even had the chance to react she tore him his muffled MP5A5 from the hand and threw him at another hostage taker that knocked both unconscious. Then she used the gun to shoot all the kidnappers, only to find out that the magazine was empty as she targeted the last one. So she threw the gun with full force to his head. If a nearly 3kg heavy weapon bangs at almost 200 km/h against the unprotected head, then you certainly will not stand back up. She did not wait any longer but ran deeper into the bowels of the bank. A wooden door blocked her way. She just opened it by throwing her shoulder first against the door reducing it to splinters and ran further inside. The signal came from the vault. That was her goal.

Only seconds later she was in the vault and broke the first of the masked idiots which she met without further ado the neck. Then she grabbed his gun and killed the other three before they even realized what was happening. Her radar reported four more enemy contacts deeper into the vault. Fortunately, the part in which they were was provided with a separate door and so she simply closed and locked the multi ton massive steel vault door and closed the vault. Her target was only three meters away from her and writhed on the floor in pain. Her two parents lay dead beside her. Both were executed with headshots. Miana took out two blue tags and attached them to the parents' corpses and an orange one at their target. Then she called the Ravagers .

"Miana to Ravager, three to beam, two of them Code Blue."

"Understood, beaming now." came the answer back. Closely followed by a flash of light. Miana checked her HUD. Her next goal was only 3 miles away. She teleported herself unceremoniously to the roof of the bank and began to teleport herself in steps to the target, because for some reason she could not teleport directly there. A short time later, she was only 100m away from the finish. but the only thing she saw was a green meadow. But her computer told her that her target was in the middle of the meadow and a good 7m high in the air.

Something was wrong here.

"Miana to Anoth, I'm standing in front of my goal, but there's nothing here, just a clear meadow." she spoke into her radio.

"The Greengrass family lives under the Fidelius spell, try and see if you can see the house in energy-view mode."

Miana changed her view and in fact the villa became visible. But only dimly. Miana approached the mansion and started to open the gate, only to realize that her hand was just passing through it, as if there was nothing standing there.

"I can see the villa now, but I cannot touch anything."

"Then you will either have to tear down the spells or ..." Anoths was silent for a short time. "Yes, that might work, go to the ward line."

"What are you up to?"

"Spells are like computer programs, I'm planning on feeding in a virus that will make you a temporary secret bearer, so you will not only be able to see the house, but also be able to enter it easily."

"I'm now at the ward line."

"Good, put your hands on the barriers, and I'll lead you through the process."

"All right, I'm touching the barriers now." Dozens of spells were now visible in their energy view. They all dipped over the house in cathedral form. "Which of them is the Fidelius?"

"It should have a feeling similar to when you activate your phase shifting powers."

It did not take long for Miana to find the appropriate spell.

"I have the spell, what now?"

"Now you do the following ..."

It took a good two minutes. but then they had a working solution. It would only work for a few minutes. But she would not need any more time. As soon as she could see the building, she was already racing. She just jumped over the closed gate and then headed straight for the front door, where she ran through shoulder first, destroying the door in the process. Without stopping, she raced straight up the stairs to the second floor where the signal came from. The residents of the house had no time to react, when she was already past them and up the stairs. Without pausing or even noticing the house elves who were trying to stop her, she raced down the hall to the door where the signal came from. A kick later and the door was nothing more than firewood. Her target lay in her bed, writhing in pain.

A quick flick of her hand made the clothes disappear and she began to examine her target. This, albeit very brief, investigation found that the Death Rune had been activated and the flesh near it had already begun to turn black. She had to go to the Ravagers right away if she want to any chance to survive. She put a marker on her and contacted the Ravagers .

"Miana to Ravager . One to Beam. Code Red."

"Roger that." the answer came back and a flash of light later, her target was gone. Now she only had one more target to find. But his signs of life were now very weaker. Now it was time to do a good job. She just wanted to go further, when the parents from her target stormed into the room, followed by a girl, who had to be the younger sister of her target. They must have followed her up the stairs.

"Stop!" the man called. "Where is my daughter?"

"In safety." was Miana's only answer. Then the three had even transmitters stuck to themselves and disappeared into a flash of light before they knew what happened. Miana really did not have time to talk to them in any way. She raced out into the hallway and then out of the villa and then stopped. The signal came from the northwest. She was just about to teleport away as she was hardening several pops behind her and the call to "HALT! HALT!" But before they could reach her, Miana had disappeared. Whoever that was. She had no time to deal with them.

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Two minutes earlier

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Saul Croaker sat in front of a special construct in the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry and stared at it. This just mentioned construct analyzes magic energies. Unlike the other departments of the ministry, the inexpressible were not subordinate to the minister but to the crown of England or directly to the council of Seven. Depending on who was holding the scepter in his hand. At the moment it was the royal house of Britain.

The construct on which Croaker's eyes stared, was one that responded to an energy that could only be used by Seraphim. And after a very long time it ahs activated itself again. That could only mean that the Seraphim were here. This would also mean that an old prophecy came into play, which spoke of the re-founding of the council of seven. That made Croaker smile.

If that happened they would send these incompetent ministers with illusions from an Emperor, the old coot, who thought that the sun was shining out of his ass, as well as the self styled dark lord Voldemort, packing. Croaker snorted. Escape from death. Stupid name for a dark lord. Not to mention that it was just an anagram anyway. Tom Marvolo Riddle. That was his real name.

He had also looked up the ancient texts that define a dark lord. Basically, Voldemort wore that title because of his Horcruxes and the fact that the sheep did not dare pronounce its name. Oh how he hated that the contract between the Crown and the Ministry forbade him to bite Moldyshorts into his snake ass. Were it not for this stupid piece of parchment, Moldyshorts would already be history. As soon as the Seven were back in power, that would certainly change. At the moment, however, he had no choice but to wait. The Council of The Seven was not only in control of the unspeakables and inexpressibles. They were the real rulers of the wizarding world. And worldwide. Neither the Wizengamot nor the ICW could stand against them. And their headquarters were here in Britain. In the castle of Avalon. No one knew where exactly this was in Britain.

Unless they decided to relocate.

He had no choice but to wait.

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To the Minister of Magic

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Fudge was angry. His oh so great plan somehow did not work as it should. Several of them, who were supposed to have died, were still alive. But how?

Fudge stared at the glass spheres connected to them. There were six pieces. The glass balls clearly showed that three of them were out of danger. He looked at just the right time to see how the fourth ball stabilized again. This made Fudge rush to his hearth, throw some Floo powder in, and then start yelling into it.

If they hurried, they would get to one of them in time to try to thwart the plans of those who rescued them.

Dumbledore had his Order of the Phoenix.

Voldemort had his Death Eaters.

Fudge had his storm-coats. The Aurors themselves were not under his control. Very much to Fudge's displeasure.

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Back to Miana

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Miana teleported closer and closer to her last destination. The signal came now strong from the west. Two more teleportations later she realized that it was new coming from the east. She had teleported past her destination. She turned around and saw a rather strange-looking house just a few hundred yards from her. It reminded her a little bit of a very lopsided lighthouse in the middle of the countryside. A lighthouse overgrown with all sorts of greenery.

She sped straight to it. She did not bother with the door at all and just rammed her way right through it, just to take a spiral staircase upstairs. Only to stop abruptly.

"Two?" A boy and a girl. both showed clear signs of death magic. "Does not matter now." She marked both of them.

A man in tears hugged her and begged her that Miana should help his daughter and her friend because he could not do it himself.

"They will." Miana calmed him and also missed a mark. "Miana to Ravager, four to beam." With a flash of light all were gone. The two pops who were to be heard shortly thereafter, were hears from nobody.

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On the Ravager

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When Miana could see again, she was in the infirmary of the Ravager . Anoth had already taken the two and put them on beds. Their clothing disappeared with a simple gesture. Then he immediately started to paint the rune of life. Only seconds later he had both painted and they were protected.

"We need an extra regenerator here."

"I get one." answer the Liepard Lady, who was helping him in her human form right now. Anoth could not move far from the ones he was currently connected to. But that did not apply to his shadow beasts.

"Push the regenerator over here." He pointed to a spot beside the boy's bed. That was one of the advantages of being a shadow beast. Even though she had never seen these devices before, she was easily able to know what it was and use them.

The doctors themselves had their hands on the two Code Blue right now. Code Blue meant that a possible reanimation was possible. But the massive brain damage they had did not make that easy. Fortunately, they were able to capture their souls before they could completely leave their bodies. So they could restore the bodies and then transfer the souls back to their rightful bearers.

At the moment the bodies of both were in so-called regeneration capsules. There, the body could be completely restored. Their souls were stored in about tennis ball big crystal balls, which were mounted at the capsules. More specifically, on the back of the capsules. Once the body restoration was complete, the souls were simply released. These then returned by themselves to their bodies. Which was also because they were never completely separated from their bodies.

As for the others, they were currently floating in anti-gravitational fields. Meaning, they were about 10cm in the air over their beds. Any attempt to cover them with textiles failed when the now completely active Rune system just burned them away. Anoth had ordered his people on the bridge to find out where the signal was coming from that kept the death rune active. It took a while before it would be located, because any disturbances made it hard to locate the source of the signal. Hard. Not impossible. It just took a little longer. Once the signal had been located, Anoth wanted a report from where it came from.

At the moment Anoth had something to do with something else.

Worried parents.

One of the first in the room was Xenophilius Lovegood. Luna's father. what followed now made the following Greengrasses freeze.

"Xeni?"

"Anoth?" At that Xenophilius eyes rolled into the back of his head and he fainted.

"What happened just now?" asked Miana, who looked down in disbelief at Xenophilius lying on the floor.

"We met before." Anoth answered.

"What how?"

"Not face to face, but in our dreams." Anoth got up and let Xenophilius float in the air with a wave of his hand, then put him on one of the beds that were not needed at the moment. That he had become unconscious was not because he recognized him as Anoth, someone he had met otherwise only in his dreams, but also because he was magically completely exhausted. He had probably tried everything to help his daughter and her friend. And could not do it. Anoth was about to turn to the Greengrass family when he noticed something out of the corner of his eye.

"NO!" he shouted and Daphne's sister stopped dead in his tracks. "Do not touch her." Anoth spoke much softer, leading her back to her parents. "Her skin has become extremely sensitive to touch through the active runes."

"What does this mean." asked Lord Greengrass. Apparently, concern for his daughter had won the battle against mistrust.

"I'm not too sure myself either: The active runes seem to create a reaction that causes their skin to peel off at the slightest touch, so now they're all floating in the air, and are under a strong sedative. "

"What runes?" Lady Greengrass asked. Anoth did not answer. At least not verbally. In the middle of the room a hologram appeared. A general hologram in human form without any recognizable sexual characteristics. But that was not what caught the eye. It was the rune pattern that was visible on the hologram.

"That cannot be true." Lord Greengrass said as Lady Greengrass breathed in alarm.

"I developed this rune system." Lady Greengrass said almost incredulously in a whisper. That made sure everyone's eyes were on them now.

"Developed?" Lord Greengrass asked his wife.

"Don't you remember? The project I worked on with a few other ministry employees."

"Yes, something for Azkaban."

"A project designed to make sure that escaped convicts die if they are to escape from prison. We finished the project but it was never officially applied - too expensive, at least that's what we were told. " she stared at the hologram. "Obviously a lie."

"Yes, obviously." Anoth agreed. "Who gave the order back then?"

"Cornelius Fudge, the current Minister of Magic."

Before they could continue talking, they were interrupted by a voice coming through the ship's intercom.

"Anoth, we found the source." said the voice.

"Send the data to the infirmary, Ashiasa."

"Will do." Seconds later, in the middle of the infirmary, a holographic three-dimensional image showing the center of London appeared. But that was not what drew everyone's attention. It was the little red blinking dot that appeared to be in an underground complex. Anoth just wanted to ask what that was, what he was looking at, then he got the answer already. Even without the need to ask the question.

"This is the Ministry of Magic." said Lady Greengrass Surprised.

"This comes from the minister's office?" Lord Greengrass said just as surprised.

"Do you have the frequency?" Anoth asked about the intercom.

"Positive." the answer came back.

"Then tell him what we think about his little attempt."

"With pleasure."

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At the same time:

Ministry of Magic; Office of the Minister

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Fudge had just closed the door of his office and was about to go to the office of his senior undersecretary. Therefore, he did not know when the book containing the main control for the Death Rune suddenly began to glow in a blinding light. Shortly thereafter, an explosion ensued that was strong enough to let the Minister, along with his loved office door, fly down the corridor. He came to a halt at the wall pretty rudely. Unconscious. With his legs in the air. And his head through the door.

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Back on the Ravager

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Anoth felt a massive stabbing pain in the chest. Strong enough that it forced him to his knees and had to lean on one of the beds. But as soon as the pain came, it disappeared. It was closely followed by the fading of the otherwise constant dull pain that emanated from the rune of life that was on his chest. A quick review confirmed Anoth's suspicions. It had worked. The source was switched off and the runes lost their energy. In just a few minutes, the energy would be completely gone. Then the regenerators were able to repair the damage already done and they could finally rest and heal.

"It worked." Anoth murmured as he studied the energy values of the rune patterns. "They lose energy." It took a few minutes before the glow of the runes disappeared completely. Then another few minutes before the regenerators made a beep sound one after the other and switched off. Only now he could let them float down on the mattresses. Afterwards, he clapped his hands twice and all had white blankets on them. The Greengrass family did not need an invitation to sit directly next to Daphne's bed. He would certainly have a lot to discuss with them the next morning. But for now, that would have to be enough. With that Anoth went to one of the beds and laid down. Minutes later he was asleep.