Chapter 9 – Scolding of an oracle
Warning: You will learn, why the Potter Twins had casted an obliviate with their wands. It won't be nice. As they have done something to younger students (Slytherins), which is really disgusting. Feel free to skip that part, if you do not want to learn, what Albus Dumbledore encouraged them to do to members of another house. AND DO NOT REPEAT THEIR ACTIONS ANYWHERE!
In Delphi had been called a secret meeting beneath the Oracle of Delphi. The eldest of them had called and the family has come. Phobetor – the lord of Nightmares, sat beside his wife Ileana aka the Snowqueen, and on the left side of his father Erebos.
Apollo the Greek Sungod, who had once won the dominance about the oracle and the Grecian Town of Delphi had screamed at the Oracle. The young woman, who have inherited this holy task, trembled in fear.
"HOW COULD YOU HAVE LET IT HAPPEN? YOU HAVE TO GIVE THESE INFORMATION TO HIM! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA, WHAT YOU HAVE DONE. THE YOUNG MAN, WHO ISN'T EVEN BORN YET AND HIS FATHER SHOULD HAVE BEEN OUR CHAMPIONS TO ENSURE THAT MAGIC IS IN BALANCE AGAIN."
"I didn't know, I swear on the Styx. He was so polite and asked for help, because of dreams, that frightened him.", replied the young woman timidly.
"HE HAD PLAYED WITH YOU, GIRL. YOU COULD BE RESPONSIBLE FOR DOOMING OUR WORLD. SHOULD HE FIND THE BOY, THEN WE WILL LOST EVERYTHING. HE WILL BREAK HIM AND DESTROYED EVERYTHING FOR WHICH WE HAD FOUGHT SO LONG IN THE PAST.", growled Apollo. He had tried to keep his anger at bay, less he would shook her, but it wasn't easy.
A soft giggle could be heard from the Moirai, who were still weaving the fates of men on their loom.
"Poor Tom. Poor Eileen and poor Severus. They will lose so much. Tom will lose his sanity, becoming a true dark lord, who brings death and destruction to British Soil. Only to avenge his lost son. Never realising how near they're are, even after meeting again.", singsonged Atropos.
"Eileen will end up as a battered house wife, but she will be reunited with her son, who will take care of that living bag of bones – Tobias Snape. The dice had been thrown, nobody can stop it. Young Severus will soak the British Realm in blood – and depending on his mood, he could quite well do the same to the other countries. Such a pity, that his mate will be born over 20 years later and heis the only one, who could calm him down.", smirked Clotho.
And the third of the trio, who shared the same outlook on the future – Lachesis, added triumphantly:
"Hail the Dark Prince – he will make the old ways and the dark magic strong again. He will crush Dumbledore and all his minions without a second thought. And his dear daddy, will learn it, after attacking his mate in his presence. But it's not all lost, yet – maybe you're lucky and the child will be found just in time, so that his two prophesied guardians will dampen his wrath and steer him on the correct path. It would be the only chance that Wizarding Britain will survive at all."
The female trio could live with either outcome, either the dark prince would soak the world in blood and despair, because of his loss of family, mate and happiness. Or he would find a way to save them from their looming fate and brought justice and hell's fire to the doorstep of his enemies. It doesn't matter as their position would be secured for eternity. And no matter how powerful a young and virile wizard would be, he would still be vulnerable and open for wisely worded influence on his mind. It could be interesting, which side would mould him so that he would embrace his destiny freely.
At Hogwarts Headmaster Dippet sat in his office and let the past days flutter once more through his mind. And then he remembered something, that he had completely forgotten in the heat of the action. One of the spells on the wands of those Potter twins had been an obliviate. Why should any student have to use this spell? This spell was highly restricted. Only the Obliviators who worked for the Ministry were allowed to use this spell on a regular basis. It was necessary for the uphold of the statute of secrecy.
Armando Dippet groaned, but he had no other choice. He have to ask Lord and Lady Potter to another talk and order (friendly) that Filius brought those two miscreants to his office. Normally it would have been the task of their head of House. But he didn't trust Dumbledore at all – and the restrictions forbid him any contact with the Potter twins.
Why would they do something like that? What hexes and jinxes had been used by those miscreant, that they had needed an obliviate? He should count himself very lucky, that they haven't learned, yet – the spell, which cleaned a wand from all casted spells during a limited time span. Or he wouldn't have a chance to catch them.
Luckily as they were of age, he could order to dose them with Veritaserum and ask a few questions, even when their parents and at least 2 Aurors of the DMLE are present during the questioning. Not for the first time prayed Armando Dippet that he had erred. Then should his suspicions been proven correct, than his hands were bound. Maybe it had been a mistake, that neither he nor one of his predecessors had ever demanded that Hogwarts would get their own mind healer for the students. A neutral adult who can be trusted, not a member from either of the houses, to ensure that he or she would be open minded to all students, no matter their houses or origins.
Now it was much too late to cry about their past failures. Armando Dippet was one of a small minority of British Wizards and Witches who had always had a very close eye on the Muggle World. The Great War had become worse during the last 5 years, and the risks for his muggleborn and muggle-raised students had increased. He has not only fear that they would become victims of the many bombings of the Nazi regime and their allies, but that they would be called to the weapons, when the need arise.
He had no way to protect them. The students who lived completely in the Wizarding World were much safer, as they weren't registered in the Muggle birth records, nor did anyone knew where they live. He thought back at one of their brightest students – Tom Marvolo Riddle jr. - living in a Muggle orphanage in London – he remembered how often the teenager had begged to be allowed to spend the summer at Hogwarts or with a trusted adult wizard or witch, instead of being send back to the orphanage. But anytime had Albus Dumbledore convinced him, that the boy would be exaggerate what would be done to him.
Had Dumbledore played him for a fool? And deliberately send an abused boy back to his tormentors? Should this be true, then the consequences could be dire. Not only could these actions fester an understandable hate on Muggles or even other Muggleborns, but on the Wizarding society itself. Nobody became a dark wizard or dark witch out of the blue. Even when some of the children were born with a darker core, nurture and environment plays a big part in their development. Tom was intelligent, should he chose to take his revenge on the society, then they were doomed. He was a very charismatic speaker, now with his newly discovered inheritance, he had the sway in the pureblood circles, too – they would be more than willing to rally behind him and to put the Muggles into their place.
How could he prevent this? At least since he had found young Miss Eileen Prince, the young and moody Slytherin had mellowed slightly down. Headmaster Dippet didn't even dared to consider the other extreme, that could had happened, when Tom hadn't found someone, who could calm him down. He could have become a dark lord, after all evil isn't born it is made.
Charlus and Fleamont were worried, as they had been dragged by their Charms Professor to the Headmaster's office. What could it be this time? He couldn't have found out, why they had to obliviated the little Slytherin Firsties under guidance of Albus Dumbledore. Their group may have found it a little strange that the professor had ordered them to immobilise the little snakes, before using them all as "human toilets", but somehow they had enjoyed the power rush.
It had felt so good to put those slimy snakes into their place and as Professor Dumbledore had said it, those muggleborns and half-bloods needs to learn their place. And anyone who got sorted into Slytherin deserve this treatment and so much more. Even when he had been careful enough only to limit their treatment on the few random half-bloods and muggleborns that wound up in Slytherin House. The purebloods wouldn't kept still about such a rough treatments and the upper years know to much hexes, as to used them as stress relief.
Although both boys admitted to themselves at night, they would love to do this to the Slytherin upstart – Tom Marvolo Riddle jr. - he deserves it, because he existed. And Professor Dumbledore had always supported their belief, that they could deal with Riddle, as they saw fit.
It was a bad sign, that Professor Flitwick looked so grim, but as long as neither of them betrayed themselves their secrets were safe. Professor Dumbledore – or Albus, as he had allowed them to call him in private, had been so proud as they humiliated the little snakes so thoroughly. Not even once did they thought they their betrothed wouldn't support this sort of behaviour. Neither would their family heads accept it, and it could end their betrothal sooner as both boys would have realised it.
However it should be even worse, as both boys thought it possible. The headmaster wasn't alone, 2 Aurors from the DMLE and their parents were already waiting for them, all with a very grim look on their face.
"Thank you Filius. I appreciate your assistance in this endeavour.", said the Headmaster.
"It is part of my job, Armando. You will inform me, should it be possible for you, I'm sure that you wouldn't break my trust.", replied Professor Flitwick, before he left the office.
"Sit down, boys. Recent events and especially your past behaviours had made it necessary to bring it to the knowledge of your parents and the DMLE. You have two options, either you tell us without further pressing, what you have done, that you needed to cast an obliviate on anyone else – or those two gentlemen from the DMLE will administer Veritaserum to you for those answers. But we will get those answers."
"You can't do that, Sir.", cried Charlus aghast.
"We can, your parents have already given their consent.", growled Headmaster Dippet.
"Charlus, Fleamont, just answer their questions. If you haven't done anything wrong, nothing will happen to you.", tried their mother fruitlessly to appeal to their better side.
Both boys shrugged it off and glared stubbornly at the authority figures.
"Well, boys. You got your chance and decided not to use it. Therefore we can deal with yo little cretins as we saw fit.", grinned one of the two grim looking Aurors. Before either of the twins could react, they had been immobilised and their jaws had been forcefully forced open to forced the 3 drops of Veritaserum into their system. Within seconds both boys went slack and on a sign of the senior Auror, the body bind had been revoked and the first questions been asked – name of the boys, their age and their parents, before the fun started:
"Why did you have used an obliviate on your wands, boys?"
"It was necessary to cover our tracks. Albus advised us to use it, after we followed his instructions for those slimy snakes. He said we should teach all mudbloods and half-bloods who wound up in Slytherin House a lesson, which they never forgot. They had been used by our group as "human toilets", although only Charlus and I had the guts to do it, the others were too big cowards to follow through with Albus' clear orders.", replied Fleamont monotonously.
"We should ensure that they would either demand a resort or learn what happens to slimy snakes. It is such a pity, that we had to limit us on the few mudbloods and half-bloods who had been sorted into Slytherin, but the purebloods wouldn't be able to silenced as those without any influence. Unfortunately we couldn't do the same to Riddle – he would deserve it for his mere existence. Albus always said, it was our task to beat them up. Little orphan thought he is better, just because he is the heir of one of the founders.", growled Charlus.
A nod from the headmaster and the antidote was given to the boys, who slowly came back to the present. A sobbing sound forced them to look to their mother, who had hugged her husband and couldn't look at the sons, who she had loved with her whole heart. Sons, who showed that monsters were lurking on the inside and they had believed to raised them better.
"You two will be brought to Azkaban, where you will be confined for a whole week in a cell on the middle floor. I hope that this will show you the slippery path, you both are on Messrs. Potter. Because if you aren't able to learn from this, and why it is wrong, then I see only a very gloom future for both of you. Nothing can excuse this despicable behaviour.", spoke the Headmaster very seriously. "And then send a squad of your best hit wizards and Aurors to take Professor Dumbledore into custody. This man shouldn't be allowed near children and teenagers for the rest of his natural life."
"As you wish, Headmaster. We will inform our boss and come back with the necessary cuffs. Would it be possible that Hogwarts itself imprison the professor. We do not want to endanger anyone.", replied one of the two Aurors. They had the Potter twins in an armlock as they escorted them to the floo.
Unfortunately nobody of them knew that Albus Dumbledore had shortly after he had become an Hogwarts Professor cast an eavesdropping charm on the office of the Headmaster and linked it to a cuff link in his right cuff. The charm warned him, that his days as a professor were numbered, however Dumbledore had planned for that problem. In his chambers had been hidden a magical golem from himself, he would act and talk exactly like him and he had infused enough magical energy that it would be kept alive for a duration of 30 years.
The true Albus Dumbledore would left the school with anyone the wiser, and his golem wouldn't be able to betray him ever. Albus would hide on one of his hidden estates, which he had bought with his ex-lover Grindelwald decades ago and plan his next steps. The boy, which he wanted in his clutches, no matter the cost, wouldn't be born within the next decade, but he could already ward the estate so that he won't be able to escape him.
Septimus Weasley would know, where he could find him should the need arise. The only problem was, that those cretins have confiscated the elder wand, even when they hadn't realised it. He needed it back, as it was one of those artefacts, which would be strong enough to ensure that the young prince would submit to him. Tom had the Ring, with the Resurrection stone and the Potters still had the cloak, which was now safe from his grasp in the family vault.
Be it as it may, Dumbledore was optimistic, that he would get all 3 items back into his hands and he would use his time wisely to focus on the darker potions. There exists a series of enslavement potions, which would ensure that anyone would do his bidding. It couldn't even flash easy out of the systems of the victims, and it has only one antidote, which had to be brewed by the same person, who had brewed the original enslavement potion. Albus planned to use this to get back in control in the 1960s. He would need time to brew enough for his sinister plans and then find a way to administer it to the population of Wizarding Britain. Those sheeple will love him and won't hear a bad word against him, while he bled them dry and set his plans in motion that would destroy the Princes and those vexing half-blood Tom Marvolo Riddle jr. Yes, he should have killed the brat, as he met him the first time, why hadn't he done it?
Once more did he looked greedily at the picture of Severus. It doesn't matter how vexing he founds the cuffs, which they have forced upon him, he would win in the end. The only question was, how early should he break the boy and claim him? Should it be during his childhood, after he had imprisoned him on one of his hidden estates, where he would be isolated from the rest of the Wizarding World. Or should he grand him a reprieve until he turns 16? Both had his merits. What he really need were a specifically modified time turner that can bring someone in the past and in the future. It would made it so much easier to grab the boy, when he wouldn't expect it. A sharp whistle brought Fawkes to his side and within seconds flashed he his dark Master away to his estate.
Wizarding Britain wouldn't realise what has happened, before it was too late and sadly Albus Dumbledore was even crazier as his ex-lover Gellert Grindelwald. He was a true sociopath, empathy and compassion doesn't meant anything to him and he was no benevolent man.
