I DO NOT OWN HP
Harry sent evidence of Sirius being innocent, and evidence of Voldemort being back to Amelia Bones. He sat back, and Hogwarts materialized in front of him. "Harry, I have information that should make things interesting," she said casually. Harry waved a hand, giving her the go ahead. "Your mother, while she was in her sixth year, managed to discover a set of runes that could convert the magic in the air into electricity for electronics to work in the magical world."
Harry was silent before grinning. "Oh yes. This is perfect," he whispered, rubbing his hands together. "Alright. I need to order a lot of things from muggle companies and invest in many more things. And search through my mom's notes to find this runic cluster." he breathed out and walked out to find the group lighting up the pipe using charmed crystal balls. Walking past them, and into the main chamber, he saw the basilisk was almost completely harvesting, the goblins still working hard. "Lord Ragnok!" he called, and the Goblin King turned to look at him.
"Ah! Lord Potter. I was wondering when you'd show."
Harry waved him off. "I would like to inquire about what muggle investments I have."
Ragnok raised an eyebrow and pulled out some papers from…..who knows where. "Let's see.." he muttered, leafing through the papers. "Here we are. You own about 67% of Apple, 35% of Microsoft, 54% of Xfinity, and 87% of Target."
"Alright, I need to send in a few orders. First I want some iPods, high-quality headphones and earbuds, and one laptop."
"Only one laptop?" Ragnok asked, noting everything down.
"Only one. I want to replicate it in a way so that it's magical only. That way, the Statute of Secrecy won't be breached by some hacker muggles. Can you also send me a list of all the breaches of the Goblin and Ministry treaty? I'm already sending in evidence of many things that need to come to light. I want to end turn this whole country around. This backwardness of Britain has gone on long enough." Harry said, checking his watch.
Ragnok grinned ferally. "Why of course!" they both noticed how the basilisk was completely harvested and began to haggle over a price.
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Amelia Bones stared at the massive pile of evidence proving that Sirius Black was innocent. Not only that, but the boy had sent memories as more proof, with a complete list of the Death Eaters that had shown up on the night of the third task. "Shacklebolt! Tonks! Moody! Get your asses in here!" she barked, and the trio sprinted inside….sans Moody who hobbled in as fast as possible. "I want you to arrest one Delores Umbridge and our esteemed Minister, and then send them straight into a Ministry holding cell," she ordered, and they all left in a hurry. She then pressed a button calling for an emergency Wizengamot meeting on Sirius Black's trial.
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Harry stood just behind the castle gates, staring up at the massive structure called Hogwarts. "Hogwarts, call for every single artifact from the founders, those are priceless objects, and shouldn't have even be allowed to be touched by the greedy hands of the sheep minded wizards," he commanded, and his skin started to glow as magic flowed from Hogwarts and him alike.
"It is done, Harry." Hogwarts murmured.
Harry just gave a small nod. "Give me a list of every student, and color code them by their home situations," he said and saw the Dragon Council rushing out towards him, feeling the powerful magic. "Do not interfere," he ordered, and they nodded, falling back. A large book fell into his hands.
"Next, get rid of every outdated book in the Hogwarts library. If there are historical books there are so amazingly old they're practically artifacts, put them aside. I also would like a report on the wards." He then turned back to his friends. "I need you guys to do something for me. Make a list of possible clubs, or even start your own right now. The students are coming back in a week, and we need to be prepared." He said, and they nodded before rushing back inside.
Hogwarts shuddered again, and a massive pile of books appeared out on the lawn. Ron popped his head out and levitated the stacks of books inside to organize. Harry panted as he crouched on the ground, magic still radiating off of him. "That was tiring." He said, shivering slightly.
"Indeed," Hogwarts replied, looking at him in slight concern. Harry took out the list of wards and was furious. He had strengthened them a while back but hadn't actually checked what the wards were. There were mild protection wards, but nothing else. The anti-rape ward wasn't there, there was no bullying-prevention ward, no ward against people with bad intentions towards the castle's residents.
He snarled a few choice words under his breath and thanked Merlin that Hogwarts had taught him runes and warding. He removed the mild protection wards, drawing large rune clusters in the air. A powerful protection ward was put up, along with one against the dark mark, an anti-rape one, bullying-alert, ill-intent ward, anti-polyjuice ward, a self-cleaning ward, and a temperature one. Smirking, he went back inside to explain what had happened.
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A week later, Harry was standing in front of the gateway to Platform 9 ¾, holding a sign that said "Hogwarts". He had already directed many first-year muggleborns through the barrier, greeting each one cheerfully.
"Potter." A familiar voice sneered. Harry blinked and looked up from the first year he was greeting to see one Hermione Granger.
"Ah. Ms. Granger. I thought that by now you would know how to get to the platform." He said neutrally. She growled and pushed past him. He spotted her parents and smiled kindly. "Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Granger. Harry Potter, Headmaster of Hogwarts, at your service. If you don't mind, can I borrow some of your time?"
They looked surprised, nodding. Harry smiled again. "I, unfortunately, had forgotten to send a letter home about this, but it is better that I inform you in person. Your daughter...I'm afraid that what she has done is considered a serious offense in our world, and if I had pressed charges, she would have been thrown into Azkaban, which is the wizarding prison."
Dan and Emma's eyes widened in shock. "What did our daughter do?" Dan asked seriously. Harry opened his mouth to reply when he spotted another lost first year and directed her through the gateway. He turned back to the Grangers.
"She attempted to kill, or at least seriously injure me by sending a reducto curse at me, which is a spell designed to destroy solid objects, and if I wasn't protected, I would not be talking to be you right now. The reason that this is such a high offense is that I'm not just the Headmaster, but also a lord of many titles," he explained quietly.
The Grangers were furious that their daughter had actually done something like that. "I thought we raised her better than that." Emma murmured to her husband.
"I'm sure that you did, but obviously somewhere along the way, something went wrong. I will refrain from pressing charges for now, but just know that your daughter is on thin ice." Harry said calmly, and Emma wiped her eyes that had started to shine with tears before nodding.
"Thank you for telling us. We have to be on our way back to work though." Dan said, his voice thick with emotion as he walked his wife out of the station.
Harry nodded, and slipped through the gateway, knowing that the train was leaving. He turned on his heel, reappearing back inside the new and improved Great Hall. The house tables were now longer and had tablecloths according to house color. They replaced the candles with floating charmed crystal balls, and Hogwarts banners could be seen hanging from the walls. With a snap of his fingers, Harry was dressed up smartly in black slacks, a light green dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up, and a black tie.
"You look sharp mate!" Ron said, and Harry gave a sheepish grin.
"Thanks, Ron. I was just trying to look more professional, especially with all the new changes, and the fact that I'm the new headmaster. You guys did inform all the parents about the change in headmasters right?" He frowned, only to be relieved to see nods from his friends.
The Dragon Council were wearing what they had officially made as their uniform. It consisted of a black dress shirt, and black pants or skirt, with a white dragon head stitched onto the shirt breast-pocket. Daphne had tied her blond hair up, and it only accented her ice blue eyes. Harry felt his heart skip a beat as he grinned widely at her. She smirked back at him, tossing her hair over her shoulder as she returned to her conversation with Tracy.
He could hear the loud chatter of the students and turned around to tell the Council to take their places, only to find that they already were walking towards their positions. He grinned proudly and snickered quietly upon noticing Luna giving Susan a tight hug before skipping off to her spot. Everyone, excluding the first years, burst into the Great Hall, and their loud chattering quieted immediately in shock and awe of the new look. They all looked at each other and sat down at their chosen tables.
McGonagall had started to rise out of her seat to greet the first years when Harry held up a hand. "Terry can do it, Professor," he said smiling. She blinked in surprise and gave an almost unseen smile in return.
Terry looked surprised, but he nodded and briskly walked out to the gates. He opened up the door and grinned upon seeing the huddled group of cold first years. He quickly cast a few drying and warming charms in them. "Welcome to Hogwarts first years! Please, follow me to the Great Hall." he said cheerfully, and they all looked up at him in slight awe, having heard of the infamous new Dragon Council.
Upon seeing Terry walk back into the Great Hall with all the first years trailing behind him, Harry stood with a grin. "Welcome to the new and improved Hogwarts, students of old and new!" his voice echoed clearly throughout the massive room, and there were proud cheers from all the students. "I'm sure you're all excited for all of these changes, and to experience them. If you have any problems with your chosen classes, please, talk to any professor here, or any of the Dragon Council members. You must all be starving, so might as well start the Sorting so we can dig in!"
The Sorting went smoothly, with no issues. Harry waved his hand, food appearing on the tables before them all. The students attacked the food with gusto and savored the taste once again. Ron looked over to Harry, and said, "Hogwarts was right you know. You make an amazing Headmaster."
Harry smiled. "Thanks, Ron!" Taking a bite of the food, Harry was hit with a taste that reminded him of fancy restaurants and inwardly grinned. The house elves had forgone their usual homey style for the night, as it was a huge occasion. He turned around to face Luna, who started telling him about how her father believed that he had finally found a correct source of sighting of a Crumple-horned-Snorkack.
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The next morning, Harry was pleased to see many students already using the school store for supplies, and he noticed Fred and George were both asking for volunteers to test out their products, instead of forcing a student. He gave a small smile and flooed into Gringotts. "Hello Griphook, may your enemies cower before your blade. I'm here for my meeting with Ragnok," he said politely, and the goblin gave a wolfish grin.
"Lord Potter. Pleasure seeing you again, and may your gold run freely." Griphook practically purred.
Harry smirked. "A pleasure to see you as well, and may your enemies cower at the sound of your name," he said before entering Ragnok's office. Griphook shook his head before returning to the carts. "Good morning Lord Ragnok," he said, sitting down in the seat before the desk.
"Lord Potter." the goblin king greeted politely, shuffling through a stack of papers. "You have given me quite a bit of paperwork Lord Potter, much more gold to handle due to your most recent rise in status as Headmaster. Plus, there have been sudden breakthroughs in the muggle world in terms of their technology, so there's money coming from there. Very good business, very good indeed."
Harry grinned. "That's good to hear. I came for a more thorough checkup. I would like vault statuses, and a more….complete test of my blood. Not just what names I have to my line."
Ragnok nodded, pulling out a sheet of paper. "A single drop of blood will do. I will start to organize the papers about your vaults."
Harry pricked his finger on the needle given, and a single drop of blood fell onto the paper. Words started to appear, and he watched in mild fascination.
Name: Harrison James Potter-Black Gryffindor Slytherin Ravenclaw
Heir to the House of Black
Abilities: Parselmage, fire elemental
Health status: fragile bones, malnourishment, myopia, signs of physical abuse, emotional abuse, and mental abuse
Animagus forms: western wolf
Harry stared at the paper in shock, not realizing that the test would show about his abuse at the hands of the Dursleys. Ragnok took a look at the paper, and snarled upon seeing the part about abuse.
"Lord Potter, we have a few goblin healers here that will gladly help fix these problems." Ragnok said, and Harry nodded, face flushing in embarrassment.