Good Dumbeldore vs Evil Dumbeldore ch. 5
I OWN AND REGRET NOTHING!
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Once again, Dumbeldore hated using another of Wulfric's insidious methods...but once more pragmatism won out.
Among the many monopolies he'd swindled out of his followers during the war...one was of course the Daily Prophet. It would've been bad enough if Wulfric just spun the truth however he wished...but once again Wulfric felt that need to exert a little more control out of the magical world...by weaving a powerful hypnotic spell into the paper that FORCED people to believe it as truth.
As horrible as it was...it actually helped out Dumbeldore out a great deal here. He'd printed a copy of ALL Wulric's journals...Yes, every dirty deed, thought, and aspiration that Wulfric, his cronies, his allies, his enemies(this last one was more secret, it apparently amused Wulfric to know everything about his enemies and manipulate them to- unknowingly -do his will) had done in the last sixty years or so.
Dumbedldore had made sure that the international edition of the Prophet was sent early and before anyone else. The corruption in Britain(and a few other places) was so deep, so entrenched, it was imperative to get the truth out before anyone could stop it. To do so, he'd made sure that every magic-user in the whole world got a free copy(the resources Wulfric had at his disposal were truly staggering...Which made Dumbeldore all the happier that it was all about to come crashing down).
Dumbeldore had also posted an explanation for his actions (including the fact that he was from another world), an apology for his analogues actions, and freely allowed any law enforcement agency from any ministry to do with him what they will...
And Dumbeldore meant it...he'd submit to whatever punishment they wanted...kill him? Kissed by a dementor? Veil of death? Life in azkaband? He'd take it without complaint.
Now that Dumbeldore had time to think...he wondered if perhaps he'd allowed his rage over Wulfic's actions to blind him...perhaps it would've been better to simply assume Wulfirc's identity- no matter how much it disgusted him -and used Wulfrics ill-gotten power, wealth and influence to turn this world around...make it a better world for all-
Dumbedlore's eyes widened...then shook his head. "No...that sort of thinking is what lead to Ariana's death...all that power is too much for one mere mortal to have...More importantly...with things this bad...is it not better to amputate a limb so the body may live?...Besides, I refuse to allow people to continue believing Wulfric to be 'the leader of the light' one second longer! That farce of a legacy needs to die!"
In any case...for better or for worse...it was already too late. He turned to Wulfric's former allies...all of them on the floor still weeping...coming to terms to what they were remembering...
Yes...truly a quick death had been too good for Wulfric. What could you say a bout a man who loved revealing his evil nature to people who loved and trusted him, take pleasure in their hopes and dreams being crushed...then erase their memories...and do it all again the next day...over and over?
He then turned to the students...all of them were now either deathly pale, ripping out their hair in anguish, sobbing, vomiting, or looking at him in fear.
Dumbeldore sighed as he checked the time. He'd made sure that the Hogwarts papers were sent before anyone else in Britain...their were a couple things he still needed to do...and clearly he was running out of time to do it.
"Right, I've put this off long enough..."
"Alright, listen up!" He shouts to the rest of the room. "I know your confused and frightened right now...and I apologize for that. I've given you the truth in those papers...what you do with it is up to you...soon your parents will be coming to pick you up. I've already had the house-elves prepare your stuff to be ready...in the mean time-
He casts a few spells...several boys and girls who'd been trying to sneak away after their own dark-dealings had been exposed in the paper...ended up suspended in mid-air.
Among them were Malfoy, Crab, Goyle, and Ron Weasley.
Dumbeldore just shook his head. "It amazes me...you were the faces of those I care about...and yet your nothing like them."
He begins to gather up his magic for another more powerful spell. "Ron...you weren't perfect, you made mistakes...but with a little help, you were fine a student..."
He turned to Malfoy. "Malfoy...you were a bit more problematic...the bitterness of losing your father and losing your fortune left you bitter...but you were really coming around...
He shakes his head in disbelief. "It's as if someone took your flaws, then exaggerated and twisted them until you were a monstrous caricature of what you once were."
His wand glowed. "For all the horrible thing's you've done...that you were allowed to do...that YOU were going to do...I should kill you...but luckily for you...i have a soft spot for children...so instead...I will simply give you a taste of life of those you despise and mistreat."
With a zap of his wand...the children screamed as they felt a crucial part of themselves ripped away...for the girls, it ended right there...
For the boys...
"WHAT'S HAPPENING!?" Shrieked Malofy...suddenly his manhood felt like it was shrinking...and that his chest was growing! As was his hair!
Dumbeldore just sighed and turned to the rest of the children, "Between the shock of the paper, and the potions I put in your food...all love and memory spells on you SHOULD be dissipating soon...but I strongly recommend those I named in the paper to go see healers as soon as possible."
He then went to his office...to have one last wine before he was taken into custody...
He didn't give a single glance to his latest victims...they were too busy lamenting their new lives as woman squibs...which thanks to the Brittan magical society's sexist laws...pretty much cost them any chance to regain their families titles or fortunes...No one else gave them a second look either...
SMACK!
"HOW COULD YOU!? ME AND HARRY TRUSTED YOU!"
Except for a now furious Hermonie as she beat up a now emasculated and powerless Ron...
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TO BE CONTINUED?
AN: I know it says "in-progress" but really I just don't like boxing myself into a corner. For now this is more of a one-shot that I might continue one day...but probably won't.
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