AN: I've had several people request that I find some way to get Harry out of the tournament but I'm going to keep him in. I enjoy having Harry be in the tournament as it's the best place where I can have Harry show off and create some really fun tasks to use.

Harry Potter King of the Amazons

Chapter 24

-Harry-

"So let me get this straight," he growled, giving a harsh glare at Dumbledore as the 'headmaster' sat nervously behind his office, the heads of the two visiting schools there as well as Madame Maxime spent her time glaring at him while Karkaroff was simply sitting back to watch the 'entertainment' "you convince me to not post my guards to guard the goblet. You go so far as to insist that it would deter students from entering and that your safety precautions would be more than enough. But now, I've been entered into a tournament against my will and if I refuse to do a task I will have my life and magic stripped away due to the fact that my not refusing entry within twenty four hours due to being unconscious in a hospital bed counted as acceptance…give me one good reason to not fire your right now and ban you from ever stepping foot within my castle ever again?".

"Why you arrogant little-" Maxime began before he hit her with a silencer.

"Oh shut up," he spat "the adults…or should I say adult and pathetic old windbag, are talking so keep your mouth shut. Now, Dumbledore, answer the damn question.".

"You don't have the authority to-" Dumbledore began only to turn silent when he shot the old fool with a body bind curse.

"Wrong," he snarled, "as of this moment onward you are fired as the Hogwarts Headmaster. You are permitted to remain at the school for the rest of the year but you will have no authority to give out punishments, revoke punishments, or change any rules. The day that the school year ends you are to leave the grounds and are forbidden from ever returning. So I say, so mote it be.".

At his decree the school shook to its very foundations, testament to the validity of his authority as Dumbledore sat there, stunned and immobile even after he countered the body bind, the old man simply unable to comprehend the fact that he had stripped the man of all power within the school. Turning to Karkaroff he nodded and said "If you'll excuse me Karkaroff I must go. I now have a new Headmaster to hire and a tournament to survive along with everything else on my plate.".

"Good luck," the man said with a snort "I certainly don't envy you right now.".

"Thanks." He grumbled before sighing and walking out of the office as he thought back to how he had found out about his entry into the tournament as well as how he had his scar 'cleansed'.

-Flashback-

The moment that they realized the compass was actually pointing at hi instead of simply in the same direction as him Ragnok had been on his feet, ordering every goblin guard within earshot to get the top curse breakers and medical goblins to the medical ward as fast as possible. "What's going to happen?!" Bellatrix demanded as the Goblins brought in a gurney and strapped him down onto it.

"We have to remove the soul fragment from him," Ragnok growled as he was sped down the hall "and we have to see how deeply rooted the shard is. Horcrux soul shards are a mixture of the Wizard's Magic, Soul, and Memories. The memories are always a complete copy up until that point in the wizard's life but the soul and magic would become a smaller fragment with each Horcrux made. Luckily for us this piece is most assuredly a very small piece so it shouldn't have as large of a hold as it could be.".

"But how are you going to get the damn thing out of me?" he demanded as he tried to remain calm and focused.

"We're going to try to pull out the soul shard as carefully as possible," Ragnok informed him as they entered the medical bay, "while also severing any connections it has tried to make to your own soul and magic. Doing this should also destroy the memories which is definitely a good thing as having those in your head could end up mutating into a split personality which would be…less than pleasant.".

"And what about the shard of magic?" he asked as they began strapping him down onto a medical bed.

"We're going to sever the connection to the soul shard so that way the magic will be absorbed into your own magical core and any 'abilities' it gave you will become permanent.".

Sighing he nodded as the curse breakers entered the room along with the medical goblins as the extraction process began, Bellatrix saying she was going to go and send a letter to Neville and the Headmaster, saying that he was receiving medical treatment for a curse. The process was agonizing as he realized why he had the straps on. Throughout the entire procedure he had been forced to remain awake and un-sedated as he had to be fully conscious to fight off the soul shard which would try to possess him to avoid destruction and if he was unconscious or in a sedated state he wouldn't be able to fully fight against it.

The procedure lasted for hours as he roared and thrashed under his restraints, his body coursing with agony as his soul fought against the depraved soul that had been nesting within him for years while the curse breakers worked carefully to sever each and every connection that the shard had made to him. With each connection severed he felt the struggles of the shard grow weaker as its grip grew slacker and slacker before it was finally ripped from his skull making his scar burst upon, a pulsating mass of black ooze that was hissing and steaming as it pulsated in the air.

He didn't see what happened to the soul shard after it was removed though as the second it was out of his body and he saw the foul mass he collapsed into blissful unconsciousness where his body rested and tried to heal from the ordeal, aided by the goblin medical professionals who worked to repair his muscles and tissue which had torn in his struggles to contain the soul shard and the shards own efforts in making his body fight against him.

When he came to he saw a nervous Bellatrix sitting by his bed as she chewed on her knuckles, "Hey," he whispered softly, his voice dry and hoarse from the screaming he had done during the 'operation' "how long was I out?".

"Harry!" Bellatrix cried as she embraced him, sobbing into his chest as he held her and tried to reassure her that he was fine. Idly wondering how the rest of the wizarding world would react if they could see this side of his betrothed, the caring nurturing woman he had seen her develop into.

"You've been unconscious for forty eight hours," the voice of Ragnok spoke up as he turned to see his Ally walk into the room "your other wives and betrotheds as well as your children have all visited you but they left a couple hours ago as your children were close to collapsing from exhaustion, not wanting to leave your side until you were well.".

"The shard?" he asked weakly as Bellatrix nuzzled against his chest.

"We removed the soul fragment and placed it into a second 'tracking device'," Ragnok assured him "the memories were dissipated when we transferred the soul shard and the magical core fragment, which is where your parsletongue ability came from, has been assimilated into your core. We've already begun attempting to track down the different soul fragments but the problem is that the two devices count as Horcruxes technically so they pick up on each other. We've had to keep them far apart in our attempts to triangulate a location so it might take a while to find them all. We've contacted your godfather and his friend Remus Lupin and they are returning to England to aide in the search.".

"Let me know when you have one," he said weakly "I want to be there when you destroy them.".

"We're still trying to decide the best way to destroy them," Ragnok said with a grimace "they only known ways to destroy the damn things are basilisk venom and fiend fire but we sure as hell aren't going to risk those accursed flames inside this bank and we don't have any of the venom left from the basilisk you slew, the remains already sold to potion masters or used by our own.".

"My sword," he coughed as he felt his eyes growing heavy once again "is coated in the venom…would that work?".

"Yes it will my friend," Ragnok said, sighing in relief "you just solved a large problem, only a thousand and one to go. But there is…one more piece of information.".

"What's that?" he asked, barely awake now.

"Someone entered you into the Tri-Wizard Tournament," Ragnok said with a wince "and because you didn't refuse entry within twenty four hours of the selection…you can't back out without losing your life and magic.".

Unable to stay awake any longer he drifted off, his arms still wrapped around Bellatrix, as he muttered "Sleep now, kill Dumbledore later.".

-End Flashback-

After waking up, and finding out that being in the tournament wasn't a hallucination or nightmare from his 'surgery' he immediately stormed over to the castle and had his meeting the school heads. "Why me?" he asked the universe with a groan as he processed everything he had to do.