Chapter 1

It had been a fateful night when little Harry Potter had struck down one of the most dangerous Dark Wizards of the last century.

As young Harry lay on the doorstep of Privet Drive No. 4 to be discovered by his relatives in the morning, no one could have expected what was about to happen.

As Petunia Dursley was approaching the front door to get the milk, the boys magic was able to feel her and it could feel that its bearer would only suffer if left here, so in a bout of not so accidental underage magic, it gathered itself and with a resounding crack sent it's bearer away. Not just to a different place, but a whole different dimension.

So when Petunia opened her front door after being startled by the sudden loud noise all she found was that the milk had not yet been delivered and that there seemed to be a small crack in the stone of her doorstep, but apart from the milkman being late everything was perfectly normal.

Across the land in an old scottish castle, Albus Dumbledore sat in his office. Being happy that he was able to put 'the boy who lived' with his abusive family, so he would have an easily controllable weapon when the time came.

After all, the devices and wards that he had set up didn't indicate any problems, but in his hubris, he hadn't taken into account the possibility that Harry wouldn't even be taken into the house. Something that would render all his precautions useless. And so only ten years later he would realize his mistake.


Across dimensions, a newlywed couple heard a resounding crack in front of their little home. As they took a look outside they found a black-haired baby wrapped in the burnt remains of a blanket, with a charred and unreadable piece of parchment.

For the last year, the two had tried to get a child without any results.

So Harry James Potter, the boy who lived, destined one to end the wizarding war, was adopted across dimensions by a small couple and was raised as Yami Sukehiro, son of a fisher.

Yami Sukehiro never was the most polite boy, but that was to be expected since he had to help his father working from an early age. But despite his rudeness, he cared about his parents, so it devastated him when his father died in a storm when he was only seven years old.

Not even a year later his mother passed as well due to sickness. Leaving him to fend for himself, resulting in him washing onto the shore of the Clover Kingdom.

But none of that managed to stop him, only driving him to move forward and surpass his limits, as his father had always said when they had trouble getting an especially big fish out of the water.

He soon became a Magic Knight after receiving his three-leafed Grimoire. Using the teachings of KI from his homeland to stand out and make a name for himself. Even learning to fight with a Katana he had custom ordered for himself.

And while Yami was once again causing his squad captain a massive headache due to the complaints about him, across dimensions, Albus Dumbledore was panicking due to the man.

This year was supposed to be young Harry's first year, meaning he was supposed to be saved from his relatives by Hagrid, making himself look like his savior. But instead, the school registry had no idea where the boy was.

When he discovered this he immediately left towards the Dursleys wanting to know what magic could keep the registry from knowing his location, only to find a horrifying revelation after diving into the minds of both Petunia and Vernon Dursley. Apparently the boy had never been taken in by them. His only clue being the cracking sound that appeared the morning the boy had been supposed to be discovered.

What was he to do, not only was the boy who lived missing after he had assured the whole of magical Britain that he was save with relatives, but he had also already taken steps to take the philosophers stone from Gringotts and use it to create a test for the boy.

While Dumbledore was panicking and trying to right the situation and not lose the respect he held not only in Britain but over the world, Yami Sukehiro left a bar in the Clover Capital after gambling away his whole monthly wage a day after receiving it.


A few years later Yami had been promoted to Squad Captain of the newly formed Black Bulls and was searching for a suitable base to set up and while he soon found what he was looking for, others weren't as lucky.

In the last year, Dumbledore had lost a lot of his standing in the wizarding world and now the chamber of secrets had been reopened, luckily there hadn't been any deaths yet but he was sure it was only a matter of time if they didn't find the chamber.

He was frantically searching through any tomes that could help when the Weasley twins dragged their sister into his office, talking about a cursed diary that was supposedly the source of this all.


Yami had a good life since he started his squad, they may be somewhat hated by the public but none of them cared much about it, but this kid was funny. Proclaiming to become the Wizard King with no magic whatsoever. He wanted to see the resolve behind that, how far that kid could go. So he gave him a chance to surpass his limits right then and there if the kid died of shock. Well, it wouldn't be his problem he'd just have Finral deal with it.

And so while Yami was unleashing his Magic to test the resolve of one boy, Dumbledore was contemplating opening a bottle of strong fire whiskey. News had just reached him that Sirius Black had escaped from Askaban. A man that had been sent there without a trial after his testimony that he had been the Potters Secret Keeper. Why did the boy have to vanish twelve years ago, if he had been here his plans would have worked perfectly, he would have even been able to test the boy by letting him resolve the issue with the basilisk last year. Of course, he would have had Fawks on guard to make sure the boy survived. He just hoped things wouldn't get any worse.

Oh, how wrong he was.


The Quidditch World Cup. It had been a disaster, while the game itself was as expected with a few small riots before and after the game, no one expected the sudden attack by Death Eaters and so while the wizards fought their little battle, Yami Sukehiro fought a fight that would decide the future of his world.

He knew he only had one shot at this, if he missed this, Asta wouldn't be able to get free and the Devil would make it out of this inter-dimensional place. He had to focus and surpass his limits right here right now or they were all doomed.

He spread out his magic like he had seen the other Captains and high ranking Magic Knights do on occasion, he could feel it flooding through the otherworldly palace until finding the devil. He took a stance and poured all his magic and resolve into his swing.

„Mana Zone: Dark Cloaked Dimension Slash: Equinox"

He could feel his spell being flung through the palace, cutting all stone that was in its way, until finally reaching the Devil and splitting him right down the middle, giving his no magic idiot the opportunity to take it down with the help of the others.

"Go surpass your limits, you idiot."

He fell to one knee, barely registering Charlotte holding him up.

"It's up to you now."


Dumbledore had given up hope to ever find Harry Potter again. He had been searching for four years now and with all his resources there had not been the tiniest clue. They hadn't found the boy.

But he couldn't think about that right now, they were about to announce the champions for the Triwizard Tournament.

"The champion for Beuxbatons is," he caught the first piece of paper. "Fleur Delacour." He waited for the girl to leave through the door at the end of the teachers' table.

"The champion for Durmstrang is," catching the second piece he read out the name. "Victor Krum." The boy went through the same door as the girl.

"And lastly, the champion for Hogwarts is," he read out the last name. "Cedric Diggory." He waited for his student to leave the hall.

"Now I believe that is it for today, please return to...your quarters ... and..."

He couldn't continue when he saw the goblet flare up a fourth time, actually spitting out another piece of paper.

He almost missed catching the piece, but somehow still caught it to read out the name. But he couldn't hide the surprise on his face. Surprise that quickly turned into anger.

"Who thought it was funny to put the name Harry Potter into the Goblet?"

His voice roared through the Great Hall, loud enough that even the champions that had already left would be able to hear him.

But then the goblet started to rattle, fire flowing over. Slowly making its way to the doors out of the Great hall and into the entrance hall.

"Everyone remain in your seats, we will see what is going on."

He was already halfway through the hall wand drawn, ready for whatever was happening. The teachers and the two other headmasters following him.

In the grand entrance hall, he could see the blue fire accumulating in a pile the size of a large house, easily occupying three-quarters of the hall and completely obfuscating the other side.

"Be ready for anything, we don't know what is happening."

Suddenly the fire vanished, showing a building that looked like several houses mashed together.

He could sense some sort of energy leaking out from the third? Fourth Floor? He couldn't tell with that construction, not even the Burrow was this confusing.

Suddenly the wall where he could sense the energy from exploded. The debris striking the wall and fall down. From the dust cloud emerged a tall man seemingly pulling up his pants.

"Ok, who of you fucking assholes interrupted me? Huh? I was taking a dump there you know."


Ok, why was the base shaking? He was taking a dump for fucks sake. They had just repaired the base and he didn't have to use the provisional bathroom they had set up outside. So he was livid right now.

He kicked the wall while pulling up his pants.

"Ok, who of you fucking assholes interrupted me? Huh? I was taking a dump there you know."

He looked through the hole he just created. Henry would fix it, he always did.

But instead of the forest surrounding the base, he saw stone walls with moving portraits and a pair of giant doors. He looked down and saw a group of people in bathrobes and a giant lady and some guy in another weird getup.

"OI FINRAL!"

A portal opened up beside him with his personal transport sticking his upper body through.

"Where are we?"

"Well, Captain Yami. I don't know, but that trembling was us being transported to someplace else."

"Go figure"

He grabbed the boy's head and turned it so he would face the hole and the people in bathrobes.

"Who are they, Captain?"

He turned his head back towards himself.

"You think I'd ask you where we are if I knew who those Bathrobes were? Tell the others to get ready and Vanessa to dress herself."

He shoved Finral back through the portal before grabbing his Katana which was leaning against the wall and jumping down. To which the people in front of him responded by pointing wands at him.

He lowered himself grabbing the hilt of his blade. Damn was the base transported into some sort of dungeon that was inhabited by other mages? It was the only logical way to explain this. If this was the capital of one of the other kingdoms they'd have already attacked them.

„Who are you? You are trespassing on Hogwarts school grounds."

„Hogwarts?"

He couldn't help but laugh. Buckling over, letting go of his sword.

"You named a school Hogwarts? Oh, that is just pure gold. You also have a bar called Hogshead?"

He recovered somewhat and stood up straight looking into the man's eyes before him. And after seeing his reaction his cigarette fell out of his mouth.

"Bwahahahah."

This was just too fucking good.

"Captain Yami. Are you alright?"

He didn't notice the doors open and his squad stepping up behind him.

"Get this Vanessa. This school is called Hogwarts and they have a bar called Hogshead. Next thing they tell us it's all in a village called Hogs something."

He tried to grab Vanessa's shoulder to stabilize himself but missed as she was leaning forward trying not to laugh. He looked from her to the foreign mages and back to Vanessa.

This was just too good he couldn't stop laughing. It was almost as good when the Black Bulls had placed second in the Squad Rankings, but only almost.

"Excuse me?"

"Excuse us, but Captain Yami needs a bit."

Yeah, he should let Finral deal with this. He couldn't stop laughing. He didn't pay attention to anything, trying to calm down.

Ok. He was calm, but Hogwarts, that was just too ridiculous. He took a few deep breaths before standing up straight. Another deep breath and he wiped the tears from his eyes.

A quick look at Finral at the boy started talking.

"Well Captain Yami, there are two important things. They are searching for a boy named Harry Potter around 14 years old and believe he is in the base, why I don't know. The other thing is. I can't open a portal to the capital, or anywhere else that isn't in the base or here. I think something is cutting off my Spatial Magic."

"What do you mean something is cutting off your magic?"

"Well, I always had a problem with opening portals into or out of Dungeons, so maybe that?"

He turned towards the guy with the ridiculously long beard.

"Are we in a Dungeon right now?"

The man seemed confused at the question.

"Of course not. The dungeons are downstairs."

"Is this old geezer saying they have several dungeons in their basement. Is he an idiot, I just want to get back to Marie."

"GAUCHE-SENPAI, that is rude."

"Don't start yelling Bakasta."

"Here just eat something, la."

Great now his Squad was bickering again, they had bigger problems right now. But Gauche did have point with the dungeons. But why couldn't those idiots shut up for a minute? He could see the old man trying to get in a question, of course without any success.

Okay, that was it.

"SHUT IT!"

While getting his squad to quiet down, he smashed the wall of the base turning its side into a cloud of dust.

"Sorry Captain."

His squad got the message and shut up while kneeling in front of him.

"Better. Now you old guy. I have no idea who this Harry brat is. The youngest here is the no magic idiot and he's 16 so why don't you tell me where the fuck we are and why our base is in some sort of building."

He took out another cigarette, holding it in Magna's direction.

"Yes, Yami sir."

The boy quickly ignited it with his magic. Great, he had a cigarette again so maybe he can figure this shit out now.

"Well, Mr. Yami? Your base was summoned here because Harry Potter was chosen as a champion in the Triwizard Tournament, the only reason for you to be here is that young Harry was in your base."

"Yeah well, as I said, there is no one like that in the base. So send us back."

"I am sorry but we are incapable of doing so."

"Huh?"

These idiots summoned them but can't return them. He walked forward until he was directly in front of the man.

"For your sake, I hope you find a way."

His grimoire opened and started floating beside him. His squad all standing up, getting ready for a fight.

The man was almost as tall as him, but he was a frail old coot and he could feel the slight tremble in the other's posture.

"Now you better give us an answer that satisfies me."

"I am truly sorry Mr. Yami, but even if we search for a way it could take some time. If you don't mind me asking, where did you get that scar on your forehead?"

"Huh? What's that got to do with anything?"

"Well you see Mr. Yami, Young Harry went missing three years ago and had a scar identical to yours."

"So? I'm not some stupid 14-year-old brat, so get us home old guy."

What was this guy saying? He was 28, not 14 and he certainly didn't go missing three years ago.

"If you would allow me to do some scans I could ascertain if you are indeed Harry Potter."

The man was already raising his wand as if he didn't even consider the possibility that he'd decline. Yeah no, he could forget that idea. Reacting on instinct, he grabbed the man's wrist in a vice-like grip.

"Oi, old man. If you ask for permission you wait until you get it. And I will certainly not allow you to cast some spell on me, got that."

"Please, Mr. Yami. All I'm trying to find out is if you are Young Harry."

"Yeah and I can tell you I'm not. I'm Yami Sukehiro, 28-year-old Captain of the Black Bulls. So you can shove that wand up your ass, or I'll do it next time you point it at me."

"How dare you speak to the Headmaster like that. You certainly act like an arrogant brat, just like the father of Potter."

"Huh? And who are you?"

"Severus Snape, and I think you need to be taught a lesson in respect."

The black-haired mage raised his wand over his head, but before he could move any further he was held in place by red strings.

"Now, don't think you could just attack our Captain."

"Ohhh, does that mean we can fight them, Captain? Please let me fight them."

"Shut up you Battlemaniac. We won't fight because this old coot is going to explain everything, right?"

Squeezing the man's wrist hard enough that they could hear the bones creak, he made it clear that the man should talk if he wanted to get out somewhat unscathed.


Yeah so here is another story, just had to write it because why not and I liked the idea.

Please understand that I only watch the Black Clover anime (I'm planning on reading the manga, so I can incorporate the devils more). So yeah time in Black Clover universe passes twice as fast as in Harry Potter. Mainly because I didn't want a 14-year-old Yami, but a Yami in his prime along with the bulls. And his age just happened to work with the fourth year and I could easily bring them in via the Goblet of Fire.

As to where exactly in the story the Black Bulls were pulled from, it is shortly after the trial where they received the mission regarding the Devils.

Short warning, the Bulls are gonna be stronger than the Wizards, I mean they are all somewhat physically fit and have you seen the stuff they can do? So yeah.

Also Manipulative Dumbledore, so they will get one hell of a surprise when they try to manipulate Yami and get him away from the Bulls to do their bidding because that won't work out well. At all.

Confession Time: I have a problem, well, multiple ones, but I wanted to talk about this specific one. I start too many new stories that I don't know how to continue. I currently have another six stories that I started writing because I liked that idea, but don't know how to continue after the first two chapters. While I wouldn't mind publishing all of them, I don't want to turn into one of those authors that keeps publishing new stories and leaves old ones behind. If anyone has advice concerning that, please do tell. My solution for now is, I choose a maximum of two more stories to upload, aside from the ones I already uploaded, giving me a total of five ongoing stories. Also sorry about the delay, I know it should have been uploaded yesterday.

Hope you enjoyed this.

-Zimzimgar