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Chapter 5

The 21st of June had revealed its face and most of the current members of the Wizengamot were already in the massive Wizengamot chambers for the annual Summer Solstice Wizengamot Meeting. Very few expected anything out of the ordinary, but those who picked up on the strange atmosphere were also the eldest living members and most attentive to details.

So when Albus Dumbledore had appeared in the chamber far earlier that common, those very same members raised an eyebrow in surprise before quickly sharing a look with each other, even if some of them had opposing views on certain issues. Then, there was the fact that Dumbledore looked a bit harried. That was a very alarming sight. Even at the height of the War with You-Know-Who, Dumbledore looked as cool as a cucumber. So, if there was some issue afoot that could cause Dumbledore to get flustered was not a good sign. Change was coming and none of them could understand if it was good thing, or not.

Some of the members of the Wizengamot looked quite excited, especially Madam Bones, Madam Longbottom and Mithas Greengrass. The last caused some of the wizened members to shiver in fear. An excited Mithas Greengrass was never a good thing. That last time Mithas was excited, old Woodstock and his whole Potion Ingredients Supply Company was ruined. Lord Tiberius Ogden of the Ancient and Noble House of Ogden was particularly jittery as Mithas had always complained that his family's distilleries have been producing lower quality products recently. Not to mention, his grandson had angered Mithas by sending a betrothal contract for his eldest with Mithas'. A contract that was heavily biased towards the Ogden family.

Lady Griselda Marchbanks of the Most Ancient and Noble House Marchbanks was finding the reactions of various members to the unusual atmosphere quite amusing. If what her old friend Augusta had said was true, not that she had any reason to disbelief Augusta, then she was going to have quite a fine time being amused by the idiocy of her peers.

Exactly as the clock chimed ten, the closing doors to the chamber swung open revealing a very intimidating sight, even for the old guard. At the entrance of the chambers stood a very regal looking man. His silky shoulder length sliver hair was tied in a ponytail. His shimmering black robes were made of the finest acromantula silk. His eyes were an ice grey that sent shivers down the spine of everyone. Well anyone who had the guts to stare into them anyways. Finally, he was carrying an ornate walking stick, though it was only for show. As even at his advanced age, the man was as spry as he was in his thirty's. His gait easily showed that.

Whispering filled the chambers. The new members, everyone who joined in last the seven years were whispering amongst themselves. All of them were curious about the identity of the imposing figure. The rest were either shocked or paled in fear as the realized who it was. Albus Dumbledore was particularly nervous at the entrance of the man. He was quite surprised to see the entrance of the man and the vitality the man was exhibiting. Last Albus had heard, the man was slowly fading away, locked away in self-imposed isolation in his personal Manor.

A blonde haired man was the first to react, though the slight shaking of his hands showed his fear. With the man, the old guard stood up and bowed in respect at the living legend. He was a man who fought along with Charlus Potter, Alastor Moody and Newt Scamander against Grindlewald's Knights of Walpurgis and came out on top. The man held the honour for being the one of the only two known people to singlehandedly kill three giants at the same battle. The other being Charlus Potter, his brother-in-law, and many believed, his best friend.

"Lord Black! I was unaware that you were going to attend this meeting." The first blonde haired man said with a shaking voice. Beads of sweat was already running down his face and neck, while his hands were shivering in fright. The shivering only increased when the now named Lord Black turned his icy grey eyes on the man.

"Imprudent whelp! How dare you sully the seat of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Black with your worthless Death Eater carcass Malfoy?" The man said with a sibilant hiss causing the man named Malfoy to bow his head in fear but grit his teeth in anger.

Raising his head, Malfoy said, "Narcissa said that I should make sure that the opinion of the Most Ancient and Noble house of Black be still represented while you were otherwise occupied. I am sure that I have performed by duties to the best I was able and brought honour to the House of Black!"

"You? Bring honour to the House of Black!" Lord Black said with a jeering laugh. "Don't try to justify yourself! Who gave Narcissa the right to allow you access to the Black Seat? She isn't my heir, nor will she ever be. And don't try and mince words with me that your son is next in line, for he isn't! I should have disowned Narcissa for marrying into a lesser refuge house like yours! Be happy that I haven't killed you for your transgressions against my house. Now get lost death eater scum! Narcissa, meet me at the London manor this evening. I have somethings to discuss with you. And bring that brat of a child of yours with you!"

"As you wish Lord Black," Narcissa simpered in fear. She knew what her grandfather wished to talk about. She just hoped that she would be able to convince him to have mercy.

"Dear Andromeda! Please come as well, and bring your husband and daughter with you! It is time that I get to the bottom of what that cow Walburga has done. I haven't signed the papers to disown you, so I wish to speak with you as to why you think you are disowned." Lord Black said with a much gentler tone.

Andromeda nodded before saying, "I and my family will be there by six Grandfather."

Lord Black nodded before turning to glare at Malfoy, "Still loitering in the Black Seat whelp? Get lost. In fact, go back to the country you and your ancestors betrayed. After all Malfoy was a name your bloodline was cursed with. Bad Faith indeed!"

Malfoy was incensed at the insults to his family name but quietly and quickly left the chambers with his eyes smouldering in rage. Lord Black caught a glimpse of Malfoy's rage and said with a jeering chuckle, "And get better in occlumency boy. Your emotions are showing on you face!"

After Malfoy left and Lord Black had taken his seat, the doors swung open once again drawing everyone's attention. This time, another regal looking man was seen, though this man was less intimidating and more awe inspiring. Everyone knew who he is, even though he looked much younger than they expected for a man in his middle sixth century. The man was wearing acromantula silk robes of the most vibrant shade of mahogany. His hair was a bright shade of silver and his eyes were a deep amber. His robes were a bit different than what was common, but most chalked it up to the man's age.

Dumbledore raised an eyebrow at the attire but ignored it in favour of greeting the man. "Ah Nicholas my old friend. What brings you to Britain? In fact, what brings you to a Wizengamot Sitting?"

Nicholas Flamel narrowed his eyes at Dumbledore before commenting, "Official business my boy. As the Chief Warlock, I believe that it is your prerogative to handle new introductions and change in proxies?"

Though the famed Alchemist had put it like a question, everyone knew that it was a statement. The slight tense tone of the Alchemist also caused some raised eyebrows. "Anyway, here is the letter for Lord Peverell stating that I am the new Proxy for the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Peverell. Also, I no longer consider you a friend Albus. Your actions have cemented that fact in my and Prenelle's minds!"

Everyone gasped in shock. It was widely known that Albus and the Flamels were quite close. For the Flamels to disavow Dumbledore as a friend was shocking. Only something very terrible would cause such prominent light wizards to do that to Dumbledore.

"I am sorry to hear that Nicholas." Dumbledore said with a sad smile as he took the letter. Inwardly, Albus was shaking in fury. He didn't expect Harry to be moving into the political arena like this. He was already nervous about the press conference, but if Harry started taking up his seats… Dumbledore didn't know how he was going to be able to make sure that the world progressed towards the greater good.

Quickly reading the letter, Dumbledore casted a few spells to make sure that it was genuine before casting the Gemino charm to make copies and then sent it to all the seated members. "I, as Chief Warlock, have found the letter to be authentic. Thereby, by the bylaws of the Wizengamot, Master Alchemist Nicholas Flamel will sit as proxy for the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Peverell until Lord Peverell dismisses him from service!"

Clapping filled the room. The elder families were quite pleased, especially the darker ones. The Peverell line was a very respected and old family with rumours floating about that they were the ones to meet death and create the Deathly Hallows. A family that was highly connected with death and were known as some of the best inventors in the known world. Nicholas bowed in appreciation as he took his place amongst the peers.

Dumbledore waited for a few moments after the door closed before banging his gravel on the desk top and called out, "I call to order the Summer Solstice Session of the Wizengamot for the year of 1989! Scribe, what is the first order of business?"

Before the scribe could speak, Augusta Longbottom stood up. Dumbledore looked surprised but said, "The floor recognizes Lady Longbottom. You have the floor my dear lady."

Augusta nodded before saying, "My fellow Wizengamot Members, I have the great pleasure to bring to notice that five revered houses have finally been reactivated. I have had a meeting with the lord of the houses and have been given the honour to be the introducer. So please welcome back the lord of the Most Ancient and Most Revered House of Emrys!"

A flash of light occurred in the middle of the Wizengamot Chambers drawing everyone's attention. At the source of the flash, stood a group of nine beings. One was a goblin, causing many to sneer. Two were young children. Four were clearly guards. One was a woman, wearing white robes and giving off a faint white glow. The final was a man with a scarred face. All of them were wearing ornate robes that were similar to what Flamel is wearing.

The Aurors around the chamber jumped forward and raised their wands shouting, "Seize and Desist! You are trespassing on Ministry Property!"

When the group didn't react, one of the younger Aurors fired a stunner. Before anyone could even blink, one of the guards raised their staff and waved it in front of the stunner. A faint blue shield formed for a second and absorbed the stunner before the same guard pointed the tip of the staff at the Auror. The tip glowing with an ominous red light.

"Stop!" The male child said with a wave of his hand. All the Aurors lost their wands while the guard went back to the guarding position. "You know something Amelia?"

"Don't you dare say it!" Amelia interrupted with a glare.

"You need to get better Aurors. They should have fired first and asked questions later!"

A heavily scarred man with an electric blue artificial eye and a prosthetic leg chuckled and said, "The Lad is right. All of you will be doing triple drills for the next month!"

"Please return my Aurors wands Lord Emrys. They need it for their jobs." Amelia said as Augusta chuckled.

"Everyone, I give you Lord Emrys. Though he is also the Lord of the Most Ancient and Revered houses of the four founders along with the Lord of the Most Ancient and Most Noble house of Peverell and Lord of the most Ancient and Noble house of Potter. I give you Lord Harry James Emrys!"

Polite applause filled the room as the wands reappeared in the Aurors hands with another wave of Harry's hands. As the applause tapered out, Lord Black stood up and asked, "It gives me great pleasure to welcome you and your houses back to the Wizengamot, Lord Emrys. I am Arcturus Black, the Lord of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Black and your Great-uncle through your paternal Grandmother, Dorea Potter nee Black!"

Harry nodded as he said, "It is an honour to be here Uncle. I would like to introduce my companions before we proceed." Dumbledore looked like he was about to protest but though better of it and nodded in permission.

"The man standing behind me is an old friend of my father and a close confidant to me, the former Werewolf, Remus Lupin!"

A woman wearing a gaudy pink cardigan and with the toad like face cleared her throat and said, "Hem hem… Lord Emrys, what do you mean by a former Werewolf? There is no known cure, as far as I know. As the head of the Department of Control of Magical Creatures, I find it astounding that this information didn't reach my ears."

Everyone could hear the patronizing tone in the woman's sickly sweet voice while many of with anti-werewolf sentiments nodding in agreement. Dumbledore spoke up next, "Madam Umbridge has put forward a good question. If you are truly cured Mr. Lupin, then such a cure would be a boon to society!"

Lupin chuckled before saying, "I am no longer affected by the full moon and will not be spreading the lycanthropy condition around any longer, plus now I have access to a powerful dire wolf animagus form instead of the werewolf form." Before the very eyes of the Wizengamot, he transformed into his dire wolf form. Continuing with his speech, Lupin telepathically said, "And got a powerful telepathic ability as well in wolf form. Not to mention, I still have the enhanced senses and strength, though a bit diluted in human form, but greatly more enhanced in my wolf form."

"Astounding!" Lord Ogden said with a grin.

"Truly Lord Ogden. To have such a great increase in ability. I now wish that I was bitten by a werewolf and then cured!" Madam Marchbanks said with a chuckle. "It would help with my old bones at least."

Umbridge puffed up in rage but didn't say anything. No one in their right mind would challenge Lady Marchbanks. Nicholas Flamel stood up and said, "I was the one who created a cure with a collaborative help from a colleague, who wishes to remain anonymous at the moment under Lord Emrys' patronage. I can assure you all that as of this moment, there are two former werewolves or as I like to call them now, Lycans. Lycanthropy is now a worry of the past. I would urge the Ministry to send out notifications to all Werewolves to visit Gringotts to avail for the cure."

Everyone nodded in agreement. This was a good plan and the achievement was one for the history books, though many were confused as to how Harry took up his lordship before he became eleven. And that was the very next question asked, interrupting Harry from continuing with the introductions.

A dark haired man with a pug like face spoke up, "How is it that a nine-year-old, by my reckoning, has become the Lord of his House, or in case of Potter, houses? And why are you all accepting that? He hasn't even gotten his wand for Merlin's sake!"

The glowing woman's face turned to a sneer and said, "Who are you to question what Magic has granted?"

"I am Lord Parkinson of the Noble House of Parkinson. Who are you to question a member of this august body witch?"

Everyone who knew her identity smirked and waited for the inevitable fireworks to start. The woman's sneer transformed in a jarring laughter before the woman said, "I find it funny that you would have to ask who I am, when my legend is intimately intertwined with your precious Merlin's. I go my many names, but the one you best know me by is Morgana Le Fay!"

"LIES!"

"HERESY!"

"THERE IS NO WAY MORGANA LE FAY IS STILL ALIVE YOU IMPOSTER!"

Morgana sighed before waving her hand causing all the dissenter lips to fuse together, bringing back silence to the chambers. "Before you all accuse me of being an imposter, maybe you should see the proof?"

Ragnok nodded and walked forward and took out the instruments for the blood inheritance test. Setting them afloat in front of him, Ragnok handed Morgana the ritual knife before stepping back. Without hesitation, Morgana slit the palm of her right hand and let the blood pool into the bowl. When that was done, Ragnok placed a quill into the bowl and waited for the ritual to be completed.

The quill rose into the air and quickly started scribbling into the parchment floating beside the bowl. When the scribbling was done, Ragnok tore the slip of parchment off the black scroll and handed it to Dumbledore, who paled as he read the outcome of the ritual. Making copies, Dumbledore sent them to the other members and waited for them to finish reading. After it was done, all those who had shouted at the woman paled in fear while the rest stood up and bowed, greeting in a single voice, "Welcome back to society Lady Le Fay. It is an honour to have you back."

Dumbledore straightened up and asked, "My lady, may I ask how is it that you are still alive and so full of vitality?"

Morgana laughed and said, "What I have achieved is within the grasps of every living sentient creature in existence. I have ascended beyond the material plane and have become a being of pure energy. I have ascended beyond the comprehension of all who aren't ascended or near ascended."

With that said, Morgana started glowing brighter and transformed into a purely energetic existence for a moment bathing the whole chamber in soft white light before the light turned inwards again and solidified into a physical existence again before continuing, "Ascending brings enlightenment and immortality. It is the pinnacle of all sentient life in the universe."

"Amazing! I believe that it would need extensive self-searching to be able to achieve it?" Dumbledore asked getting a nod from the woman.

"Anyway, enough about ascension. I am only here to support my surrogate son and let all of you know how he came to be emancipated at such a young age." Everyone breathed in sharply as they realized the implications of her statement. Harry potter was raised by the legendary Morgana Le Fay.

"But first, to complete the introductions. The young lady beside Harry is Yuri. She is intimately related to how Harry achieved his emancipation." Morgana said sending a dirty look at the two. "Young Yuri was mortally injured not too long ago. Harry, not having any natural healing abilities, decided, in his oh so great wisdom, to mix their essences together and use his own life force to heal young Yuri. Normally, it is a forbidden art, as if the healer doesn't have the required amount of spare life force to heal, then both healer and patient dies."

Morgana waited for everyone to process what she said. Seeing that no one was confused, she continued, "Luckily, Harry has the strongest life force in known existence and both survived the procedure without any complications. Or that's what we all thought. A couple of days afterwards, certain anomalies started appearing in their auras. Investigating further, I came to a conclusion that both of them were soul bonded. As you all hopefully know, a soul bond is inevitable. If you have met your soul mate, you will be attracted to them and later seal the bond. The mixing of their essences triggered the bonding process and when their essences were separated after the procedure, the bond solidified."

"So, by magic, all soul bonded pairs are considered married and adults!" Croaker said before standing up and asked, "As standard procedure, may I be allowed to test for the existence of the bond?"

Harry and Yuri nodded as Croaker walked up them with his wand in hand. Before he began, Croaker addressed the Wizengamot, "The records of one Harry James Potter have already been magically updated to signify his present status, but for formalities sake, I shall confirm their claim!"

Croaker casted the detection spell and the golden glow appeared around time drawing gasps of shock from Arcturus, Ogden and Marchbanks. Marchbanks commented, "Director Croaker, to the best of your knowledge, have you ever found any records stating such a strong bond?"

"Not at all Madam Marchbanks. In fact, their bond is the strongest recorded in known history. The closest that comes was the one between the Greek Mage Zeus and his wife Hera, both of them considered gods by the muggles of their respective era."

"Now that the formalities are done, I would like to inform you all that nearly all of you are morons!" Morgana sneered before continuing, "The Wizengamot Charter contains three laws that are only applicable to the High Council. The first deals with the power of veto. The second deals with the taking of the unbreakable vow to always serve for the betterment of society. The third deals with the ascension of lordship and taking of the seat. The third one allows young Harry to take his seat and lordship, should he be the last of his line before the age of eleven, but only if the family magic accepts him at that age. This law also allows him to take the seat."

"Thank you Lady Le Fay, for that enlightening lecture. I speak for all of us, when I say that many don't know and those who do, have forgotten it." Dumbledore said with a nod. "Now if you would finish your introductions, we can get on with the meeting. A lot of the allotted time has already passed."

Morgana nodded to Harry as the young lord continued, "You have already been introduced to my best friend and wife, Yuri. The final member of my small party is my friend and ally, Hordemaster Ragnok of the Goblin Clan of the Furling Nation."

None dared to sneer at the declaration, but their disdain was clearly visible to all. Something that Harry said had caught one of the member's interest. The old lady stood up and introduced herself before asking her question.

"Lord Emrys, I am Dowager Lady Alicia Pennywise. I have a question, if I may?"

"Go ahead Madam Pennywise. Ask your question. I will answer to the best of my ability."

Pennywise nodded, "You referred to Hordemaster Ragnok of being of the Goblin Clan of the Furling Nation. What did you mean by that? As far as I know, their race is called Goblins."

"A good question Madam Pennywise and something that would take too long to answer at the moment. If you have the time, I will indulge you at Potter Castle tomorrow evening and answer all of your questions then?" Pennywise nodded and curtsied before sitting down.

"Now to the matter of me taking up my seats. I am here to take up my seats and assign proper proxies to some of them. I have already assigned Master Flamel as the Proxy for the Peverell. I now assign the Potter Proxy to Andromeda Tonks, daughter of the house of Black and my dear cousin."

"Proxy acknowledged, Madam Tonks, please take the Potter Seat." Dumbledore requested, chagrined at having to handover the seat.

After Tonks was seated, Harry spoke up again, "It has come to the notice of the House of Emrys that the former seats for the sentient Magical races has been abolished and the free seats are now being given to Order of Merlin awardees. Until new seats are established, I have decided to cede any control over the seats of the founder to certain individuals so that they can represent their races or a conglomerate of races. The Seat of Gryffindor goes to Remus Lupin, to act in the best interest of Werewolves, Vampires, Veelas, Merpeople and House Elves."

A polite applause filled the chamber, but it was clear that most was against his decision. "The Seat of Slytherin, I bestow upon Hordemaster Ragnok to represent the best interests of Furlings and Dwarves."

Many nearly sneered but quickly took control before Harry felt insulted. "The Seats of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff are undecided and so, until I bestow them upon worthy beings, one will be given to Lupin and the other to Ragnok. Upon the next meeting, I hope to be able to fill in those seats. The Emrys seat, I shall seat upon."

Morgana coughed drawing everyone's attention. "While we are at it, I have an announcement to make. As of this moment, I am stepping down from the Ladyship of the House of Le Fay and handing it to my blood adopted son, Harry Emrys!"

Everyone's eyes bugged out at the announcement as Morgana pulled of her ring and handed it to Harry. The ring glowed and changed shape into a male version as Harry pulled it on. In a flash of magic, the ring resized itself and sat snugly on his right ring finger. At the same time, another ring appeared in Yuri's left ring finger.

"Then I wish to assign my wife Yuri as the Proxy for the Le Fay seat."

"Noted please take your seats, and Lord Emrys, have your guards removed from the chambers please." Dumbledore said dryly.

Yuri and Harry disappeared in flashes of white light and reappeared in their seats, startling everyone as Morgana smiled at the two and said, "I will see you later you two. Make sure that you don't overwork yourselves!"

With her piece said, Morgana turned into a ball of white light and vanished through the roof of the chamber. At the same time, the four guards walked to the edges of the room and leaned on the walls with emotionless faces and hands on staff. After a few moments of staring, Dumbledore banged his gravel and said, "Now that the excitement is over. We can get on with the standard meeting. The next order of business please?"

The Scribe looked at her clipboard before gulping and said, "There has been an emergency trial as the next order of business Chief Warlock. The case is Peter Pettigrew vs the Ministry!"

The whole Wizengamot Chambers went into an uproar but before it could become a riot, Harry waved his hand silencing everyone. "Madam Bones, if you would."

"As of a few days ago, Peter Pettigrew was found hiding as an illegal animagus. A common garden rat to be exact. After capturing and questioning him, enough evidence was found to call into question the trial of one Sirius Black and his betrayal of the Late Lord and Lady Potters. Aurors, bring in the accused!"

Everyone was shocked to see Pettigrew being dragged into the chamber and then placed into the restraining chair. A collar was fitted around his neck with strange runes carved into it. After Pettigrew was secured, Dumbledore spoke up, "Attorney for the accused?"

"None Chief Warlock." Amelia stated with a feral grin. "A dead man has no rights after all. This trial is only to establish the truth of the matter."

Dumbledore nodded before continuing, "Prosecutor is Madam Bones of the DMLE. Read the charges!"

"Two counts of accessory to murder of the Lord and Lady of a Most Ancient and Noble House. One count of accessory to attempted murder of the Heir of a Most Ancient and Noble House, thought it must now be amended to reflect the new heritage of Lord Emrys. One count of First Degree Mass Murder. One count of fraud. One count of belonging to a terrorist organization, particularly the Death Eaters. Multiple counts of framing the Heir of a Most Ancient and Noble house, particularly Sirius Black, for your own crimes!"

"Charges noted. Madam Bones, you may begin!"

"I call for the use of Veritaserum!" No one objected as an Auror walked forward and administered the prescribed three drops before stepping back. Seeing that the serum was in full effect, Amelia continued with her interrogation. "You name?"

"Peter Patrick Pettigrew."

"Are you or ever have been a Death Eater?"

"Yes!"

"Were you the Potters Secret keeper?"

"Yes!"

"Did you frame Sirius Black for your crimes?"

"Yes!"

"Are you an illegal animagus with the form of a common garden rat?"

"Yes!"

"Did you personally lead the Dark Lord Voldemort to the Potters?"

"Yes!"

"Relate to us the events that led up to the defeat of the Dark Lord!"

"I led the Dark Lord to the Cottage in Godric's Hollow. I knocked on the door and waited for James or Lily to open the door while the Dark Lord hid under a disillusionment charm. For some reason, James and Lily were alerted to the Dark Lords presence and tried to make a run for it. The Dark Lord and I broke down the door and charged into the living room only to face off against an armed James Potter. The Dark Lord was having a difficult time duelling James, so I shot him in the back with a killing curse. The Dark Lord congratulated me for my loyalty and then we headed up to the next floor and came face-to-face with some kind of blood ward." At this point in the story, everyone was looking aghast at how gleeful Pettigrew looked as he spoke.

"It took the Dark Lord a few minutes to take down the ward. He warned me to keep an eye out for other subtler wards as he praised Lily's skill in blood magic. We blasted the door to the Nursery open and walked in and was faced with another blood ward. Behind the ward, Lily was doing some kind of ritual. The Dark Lord believed that the ritual was meant to apply some kind of protection on Harry in the vain hope that he would survive no matter what. The Dark Lord was able to destroy the ward and interrupt the ritual, or so we thought."

Remus was growling as his eyes flashed with malice. Beside him, Ragnok was gnashing his teeth and a faint silver sheen of magic could be seen on his skin. Arcturus Black was probably the most incensed at the story. How dare that coward sit there and gleefully tell the story?

"The Dark Lord asked for Lily to move aside while offering her a position in his Inner Circle. The Dark Lord said that he knew about her true heritage and that her skills in blood magic would be highly prised amongst him and his followers. Lily declined as she begged for Harry to be spared and was killed by a Killing Curse from the Dark Lord, who had lost his patience. Then he turned his wand on Harry and casted another Killing Curse. We didn't realise at the moment, but Lily's death supercharged the protections. Sacrificial Magic at its finest. The Killing Curse rebounded and destroyed the Dark Lord's body, leaving his spirit as a wraith. Before he left, the Dark Lord instructed me to take his wand and hide until I was sure that it was safe to help the Dark Lord to resurrect. I took the wand and ran, but before I escaped, I saw Severus Snape reach the house."

"Relate the events of your confrontation with Sirius Black." Amelia asked with gritted teeth.

"When Sirius caught up to me, I shouted out asking why he had betrayed James and Lily before throwing a blasting hex at him. Unfortunately, he dodged and the hex collided with an underground gas line. The resulting explosion tore open the street and killed twelve muggles, but Sirius lived. I realised that it was only a matter of time before the Aurors appeared, so I cut off my middle finger and escaped into the sewers by taking on my animagus form."

"Administer the antidote!" Amelia said as the Auror fed Pettigrew the antidote.

"Lords and Ladies of the Wizengamot. I now ask that you pass judgement on this man for his crimes! All those for conviction?" Dumbledore said raising his voice causing nearly all the wands to be raised. Noting down the count, Dumbledore asked, "All those against?"

This time, no one raised their wands. Seeing the result was unanimous, Dumbledore called out, "This sitting finds you guilty of all charges. Members of the Wizengamot, please suggest proper punishment!"

Many exclaimed for the Veil while others exclaimed for the Dementors Kiss. Arcturus called for death, by whatever method the Wizengamot chose. Dumbledore was about to declare the penalty when Harry stood up and addressed the august body.

"My fellow Lords and Ladies of the Wizengamot. I believe that death is too easy a punishment for someone like Pettigrew. I call for permanent incarceration in the Pendragon Wing of Azkaban Prison. I am sure that my godfather would agree with me!"

Remus growled out, "I agree with Lord Emrys. The Pendragon Wing is the best accommodation for a traitorous coward like Wormtail!" Ragnok and Yuri nodded in agreement as did Flamel. Soon all of the Wizengamot was agreeing.

"Very well. Peter Patrick Pettigrew, you are here by sentenced to permanent incarceration in the Pendargon Wing of Azkaban Prison. You shall be transported immediately."

"Aurors prepare him for transportation!"

"Madam Bones, I believe that retrieval of Sirius Black for a trial is also due!" Andormeda said standing up.

Amelia nodded, "Shaklebolt, take these release papers. For formalities sake, Sirius Black will be given a trial, that he was denied by my predecessor, so that there is no doubt of his innocence."

"At once Madam Bones!" The African aura said taking the release papers.

Harry stood up and said, "Madam Bones, I believe that there are certain elements of society who would like nothing more than to see Pettigrew to escape. For that, I offer my transportation services. Auror Shaklebolt, please secure the prisoner. I will send you both to the Warden's office in Azkaban! Please hand over the prisoner and have Sirius Black in protective custody. When you appear in Azkaban, you will find that there is an artefact in your pocket. Take it out and press the button when you wish to return."

Everyone was confused as to how Harry would do that. Azkaban had wards that prevented all known forms of magical transportation. Only certain Portkeys, made by the head of the DMLE would be able to bypass the wards and drop the travellers on the dock. Shaklebolt didn't argue and ordered his two subordinates to restrain the prisoner before nodding to Harry. Harry waved his hand and in a flash of white light, all four were gone.

"Madam Bones, I would like for an official summons to be sent to the former head of the DMLE, Mr. Bartemus Crouch and to Minister Bagnold. It seems that they have somethings to discuss. They have done a disservice and have used the system to further their own agenda. It is time they realize that everyone answers to the Law and it is the prerogative of the High Council to make sure that the law isn't broken by members of the Ministry and the Wizengamot!"

Everyone waited in tense silence when at the five-minute mark, Shaklebolt reappeared in a flash of light with the two Aurors and Sirius. The man had a haunted look in his eyes but commented with a dark chuckle, "So I finally get a trial, do I? I wonder if any of you had ever stopped to think about the events or just took everything at the face-value?"

Many flinched at the accusation while Arcturus looked down in a bit of shame before quickly looking up with a fierce expression as Sirius was seated in the chair, though the chains didn't rise to bind him. At the same time, Bartemus Crouch and Minister Bagnold walked into the chambers with a confused but fearful look on their faces. Both sneered when they saw Sirius sitting in the chair but paled when they saw four of the six chairs on the tier of the High Council was filled and Arcturus Black was glowering at them with menace.

"Ah Minister Bagnold and Mr Crouch. So good of you to join us. The High Council has decided to launch an inquiry into your actions which led to the incarceration of an innocent man." Harry said with a cold tone causing Crouch to shiver. Bagnold looked up defiantly and said, "Lord Emrys, I don't know what you have been told, but Sirius Black isn't innocent."

"How would you know for sure Minister? Was he given a trial? Was he interrogated under Veritaserum? Because I haven't seen any evidence towards such protocols being followed. He was chucked into Azkaban without so much as by your leave. Besides, his innocence has already been proven. We are just giving him a trial to exonerate him. Just for formalities sake. Afterwards, you two will be answering for your crimes! Chief Warlock, begin the trial!"

Dumbledore nodded and asked for the charges. "Two counts of accessory to murder of the Lord and Lady of a Most Ancient and Noble House. One count of accessory to attempted murder of the Heir of a Most Ancient and Noble House, thought it must now be amended to reflect the new heritage of Lord Emrys. One count of First Degree Mass Murder. One count of belonging to a terrorist organization, particularly the Death Eaters."

"Madam Bones as Prosecutor. Mithas Greengrass, Andormeda Tonks and Theodore Tonks as advocate for the accused. Madam Bones, you may begin!"

"Heir Black, are you willing to undergo Veritaserum questioning?"

Sirius was about to speak when Andromeda whispered into his ears. After a quiet discussion between the three advocates and their client, Mithas spoke up, "Madam Bones, our client is willing to be administered the Veritaserum as long as no unrelated questions be asked."

"Noted. Aurors, administer the serum!" Everyone waited until Sirius's eyes became glassy before proceeding. "What is your name?"

"Sirius Orion Black the Third!" Many raised an eyebrow at that. None knew that he was the third of that name.

"Were you the Potters Secret Keeper?"

"No!"

"Who was?"

"It was our traitorous friend Peter Pettigrew."

"Are you or were ever a member of the terrorist organization called the Death Eaters?"

"No! NEVER!"

"What happened on the day the Potters were killed?"

"I had a bad feeling in my gut, so I went to see if Peter was alright. When I reached his house, I found him gone and his house seemed like a warzone. Feeling that the Peter might be compromised, I rushed to the Potters to warn them. When I reached their cottage in Godric's Hollow, I found that the Fidelius was breeched and the nursery area of the second floor had the roof blasted off. I went in to find survivors and found the bodies of James and Lily before I heard Harry's cry. I picked him up as I was about to leave, Hagrid appeared saying that Dumbledore had sent him when Dumbledore's monitoring charm detected the fall of the wards." Dumbledore grimaced as he knew that many would question as to why he would send Hagrid of all people instead of coming himself.

"When I learned that Dumbledore wanted Hagrid to take Harry to Hogwarts to be checked on, I relented and handed Harry over to Hagrid before handing over the keys to my flying motorcycle to him. I then started tracking down Peter to get the real story. I was unable to believe that Peter would betray us willingly. When I finally tracked him down two days later, he accused me of betraying Lily and James before casting a Blasting Hex at me. I jumped out of the way, but unfortunately, the hex struck an underground gas line and the resulting explosion killed twelve of the muggle bystanders and left me too disoriented to stop Peter from cutting of his right ring finger and escaping into the sewers by transforming into his rat animagus form. I became hysterical at the realisation that we had been played like fools and while I was laughing my head off, the Aurors appeared and arrested me before moving me to Azkaban without even a trial."

"Are you Harry James Potter's Sworn Godfather?"

"I am. We did the old blood adoption ceremony as well, making him my sole heir unless I have children of my own."

"No more questions. Administer the Antidote." As the antidote was being administered, Dumbledore called for a vote.

"Members of this august body, please raise your wands if believe that Sirius Black is innocent of all crimes he has been accused of!"

The whole of the Wiengamot raised their wands. None wanted to make enemies out of Arcturus Black or Harry Emrys. Seeing that everyone had raised their wands, Dumbledore sighed and said, "As the decision is unanimous, I declare Sirius Black Innocent of all charges. Sirius, please accept my apologies on behalf of the Ministry for your unlawful incarceration. As of now, you are a free man and may get another wand if your pervious one has already been snapped. Now the matter of compensation!"

Harry stood up again and said, "I believe that due to the eight years of incarceration, during which he would have at least become a senior Auror, he should be payed his salary according to today's standards along with the lump sum of one million galleons for the miscarriage of justice of which two thirds will be taken from the Bank Vaults of Minister Bagnold, Mr Crouch and Chief Warlock Dumbledore for his subtle part in this travesty."

Many protested when Harry added Dumbledore's name into to the list, but Harry raised his hand causing everyone to fall silent, least their lips be fused together. No matter what they tried, those that previously suffered from the curse was unable to counter it when Harry or Morgana casted the spell.

"According to my parents will, of which, members of this august body was present at the reading, it was clearly stated that Albus Dumbledore was the one who casted the Fidelius. He was also a witness to the will and had misused his authority to seal it in the name of protecting me. This single piece of evidence would have easily exonerated my noble godfather. I hold him in contempt. Plus, it was his duty as the Chief Warlock to make sure that justice be carried out. He has failed on multiple counts, and I will not bother with listing them at the moment. As of this moment, I move a motion in the High Council to have Dumbledore removed from any political position and ban him for holding such a position ever again."

"I second the motion!" Ragnok said with glee.

"No need for a vote, I agree with my husband. Dumbledore is to be removed and I am sure that Remus does as well."

"Too right you are Yuri. I do not believe that Dumbledore be allowed to have such power ever again. Not after how he failed us too many times! I still respect him for taking down Grindlewald, but he has grown too old and has stopped seeing the individual wolves and only thinks of the pack as a whole, no matter the sacrifice."

"Then as of this moment, Mr. Dumbledore, you are removed from your position of Chief Warlock and you are to tender in your resignation to the ICW as the Supreme Mugwump. Failure to do so will cause us to levy criminal charges against you. Please remove yourself from seat of Chief Warlock"

Dumbledore nodded and quickly stood up and moved to the visitors' gallery to watch the rest of the proceedes. He got of lucky and he knew that. Harry could have easily and legally torn him to shreds.

"Now that we have the post of Chief Warlock vacant, I nominate Lord Ogden for the post on account of his impeccable record of fairness and neutrality! Does anyone wish to nominate someone else?" Harry asked as Remus seconded Harry's nomination. After a few moments, some from the Dark families started Nominating Arcturus for the post. "Then let us call a vote. We of the High Council will abstain. All those in favour of Lord Ogden?"

About half the Wizengamot raised their wands. The Scribe noted it down before Harry called for the next vote, "All those in favour for Lord Black?" Again about half raised their wands.

"All those abstaining?" Only a smattering of wands was raised as the Scribe noted it down.

"Scribe, the results please!"

"Of course Lord Emrys. As it stands, seven have abstained. Forty-six are for Lord Black. Fourty-seven for Lord Ogden. My lord, Lord Ogden has been selected by a single vote!"

"Very well. Lord Ogden, do you swear to uphold the traditions and laws of this august body and society to the best of your ability?" Harry asked causing Lord Ogden to nod and swear.

"I do so swear on my honour, my magic and my life!"

"Then please take your seat Chief Warlock!" Harry said as he transfigured Lord Ogden's robe with a swipe of his hand.

"Now that we have a Chief Warlock. I will now pass the judgement of the High Council on Minister Bagnold and Mr Crouch. I can understand that you both were stressed and made took bad decisions at the end of the war. For that reason, I give you one week to retire Minister. At the end of the week, a new Minister will be elected. Mr Crouch, you are to continue as you were, but both you and the minister will be sending daily reports on your decisions and the thoughts on those decisions to me and the rest of the High Council! Is that understood?"

"Yes Lord Emrys!" Crouch said with a sigh of relief while Bagnold just tiredly nodded.

"Amelia, please assign a squad of Aurors to look through their past decisions. If any doubt is found, investigate and if required, we shall have emergency meetings to discuss the ramifications of the mistakes. Our laws are to protect innocent, not protect the undesirables."

"Finally, the nominations for the new Minister. Please put forth your candidates before we shall put forth ours."

As soon a Harry finished, nominations were being throw around. At the end of five minutes, the list of candidates included Amelia Bones, Amos Diggory, Arthur Weasley, Cornelius Fudge and Arcturus Black.

"It seems that some people have taken my nominee." Harry said with a chuckle causing everyone to laugh as well. After calming down, Harry said, "Even then, I will go and state our nomination. It is Lord Arcturus Black. We need a strong minister at the moment and I doubt there is a stronger person here than Lord Black!"

Yuri stood up and said, "Please consider the nominees and on next Friday, we shall vote in a new minister! Chief Warlock, you may proceed with the scheduled meeting."

Ogden nodded before banging his gravel and said, "A highly unusual and eventful morning we all had so I call for an hour long recess. Have your lunches and return here by the allotted time. Heir Black, I would advise that you head get looked at by professional Healers as soon as you can. Dismissed!"

"Sirius, Remus will take you to my personal healers before returning for the meeting. Don't question what you learn yet. I will personally sit down with you and explain all that has happened. Just focus on getting healed!"

"Thanks pup. I had nearly given up hope."

"A black never submits brat! Remember that, especially not the Heir!" Arcturus growled out causing Sirius to jump in surprise. "After you are healed, you and I will be sitting down and discussing your foolhardy tendencies! Until then, only focus on healing."

"As you wish Lord Black!"

Arcturus turned to Harry and grinned causing Sirius, Andromeda and Remus to gape in shock. "Your grandfather would be laughing his arse off at what you pulled, though your grandmother would be giving you an earful before hugging you for a well-executed prank."

"I don't know what you mean uncle. I was just doing what was needed to restore balance and justice!"

Before Arcturus could comment, Morgana reappeared in a flash of light drawing everyone's attention on the small group. In Morgana's hands was a beautiful white and blue feathered bird. To everyone's morbid curiosity, Morgana kept choking the bird until it fell apart in a burst of snow and ice. From the pile of snow and ice, a small hatchling started forming as Morgana commented, "I warned you to keep that menace away from the Ascended Plane Harry. She made a nuisance of herself again. Keep your familiar on a tighter leash!"

With her piece said, Morgana transformed into a ball of light and vanished back through the roof as Harry carefully picked up the hatchling saying, "Why do you have to annoy everyone Niveis? You are probably the most annoying Ice Phoenix in existence. Do you like being choked into an early rebirth?"

The small bird chirped in annoyance as Harry placed her in the breast pocket of his robes before turning to see everyone staring at him in shock. "Ah… It's not what you think?"

A/N: Hey Everyone! I hope you like this one. The Meeting was a joy to write and have hints to the things to come. Enjoy the new chapter.

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