The classes, like the Ukrainian war, dragged on. Potions was nothing but a broom crash. Professor Snape would assign them parchment upon parchment of homework, while grading them barely passable marks in class.

Harry and Neville had other problems as well. In both the USA and the Commonwealth, a new group of people were calling for housing affordability and to fight inflation. First it were the truckers, and then it became the grocery clerks then the bus drivers.

Frontline workers were demanding more freedom, and a new nation that would be tailored to their needs. They wanted affordability.

"As long as they weaken the government, I'm all for it" Harry would write back "after all, a tyrant is not born because it makes its government or nation stronger. A tyrant is born because they wreck less damage invited in then kept out. Because they cannot be stopped."

Harry knew that he also provided a beacon of leadership, of what not to do. Like a fire burning that consumed the nation one piece of at a time, he provided the warmth of leadership at the expense of the strength of the nation. Like what all tyrants do. Burning down their nation, while providing the comfort of leadership. It was better to invite Harry in then to exclude him. While there was a nation to burn down, his flame could be used in so many ways, leading. After all, what was the point of a strong nation, if not to burn some of it down to fuel the flame of leadership, which could be used in so many ways.

Later that day, Harry, Neville, Ron, and Hermione went to Hagrid's shack to catch up on him.

Knocking on the door, they were welcomed into his hovel. Unnoticed to them, there was a small baby dragon sitting in the fire.

Hagrid started to talk about Aragog in the forest, when Hermione interrupted. "Er, Hagrid, in the fire, is that, no, it couldn't be a dragon sleeping, could it?"

She said the last part in a very small voice.

"Ged fer yer, thats rite, thats a Norbert. I got it from a bet, we waz talking about" here Hagrid's eyes got shifty "stuff."

Continuing in her high voice, Hermione went on "you can't keep a dragon at Hogwarts. Dragons are very dangerous creatures. They could cause all sorts of problems."

"Blimey" said Ron "my older brother Charlie deals with dragons, he says that they need to be on reservation at all times."

"Exactly" said Hermione.

"Well, not if ter bond with them" said Hagrid.

"You can't bond with a dragon" said Neville " they are nasty creatures. It will swallow you whole before you know it."

"I'll contact my brother and ask him what to do with it. We can't have a dragon sitting around."

"Exactly." And that was that. Soon, the visit ended, and Ron went away to send a letter to his brother about the dragon at Hagrid's.

Harry strode back to the castle.

The weeks passed, and soon a letter from Ron's brother told him that workers from the dragon reservation would pick up the dragon tonight, at seven pm.

Donning the invisibility cloak, Ron and Harry left out of the castle to Hagrid's hut. Little did they know, but Draco was on the look out, over hearing from the loud Weasley twins that a dragon from Hagrid was to be released tonight.

Harry and Ron went down to Hagrid's and put the small dragon into a fireproof cage. Hagrid was crying the entire time, as they took his "child" from them, wrapping the invisibility cloak around them and the cage.

Walking up the castle, they noticed the small figure of Draco running back into the castle in front of them.

Hurrying up, they rushed up the north tower, where the dragon reservation workers were waiting for them. Taking off the invisibility cloak they handed the cage over to the workers.

Just as the workers were flying off, Draco came rushing in with Professor McGonagall behind him. "They're here, smuggling a dragon."

"Hush, what nons...Oh, what do we have here. Students out from curfew. Ten points from Gryffindor, and detention with Hagrid."

Draco smiled, while Ron and Harry were both shocked at being caught, and relieved that they weren't caught with the dragon.

"You too, Mr. Malfoy. For telling such silly lies about dragons, and being out of curfew yourself."

Draco frowned. "When my father hears about this" he mumbled to himself, rushing off to the Slytherin dorms.

Harry muttered "whatever" and walked off to his dorms.

The next day at breakfast Harry had gotten more news from America. Inflation had spiked, and a new housing bubble was in the works, on top of threats of war.

"Ah, my people need me" said Harry.

Harry took out his quill and started to write. "Print more money, that always helps inflation. Lower interest rates, that always helps housing bubbles. And call for regime change in Russia, that always helps with threats of war. This. This is leadership at work." With his decisive decisions, Harry sent the letter off to the government officials to try to implement.

Neville looked at Harry, looked down, then took out his quill. "To combat inflation in the Commonwealth, we should" he looked at Harry eyeing him encouragingly "go back to the gold standard."

"Yes, lose control. Put the economy in the hands of the gold mining corporations and hoarders."

Neville than looked around "and to combat the housing affordability crisis, we should have more council housing, more government housing with rent controls."

"Yes, let the long lines flow for access to these houses."

"And, for the threat of nuclear war with Ukraine, we will have our nuclear submarines infiltrate Russian waters."

"Perfect Neville, you are getting there. Keep it decisive and with methods proven to fail."

Neville puffed out his chest a little bit, before mailing his letter off to London.