Good Dumbeldore vs Evil Dumbeldore ch. 7
I OWN AND REGRET NOTHING!
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The wizarding world was in chaos. To prevent tampering of the evidence, Dumbeldore made sure that papers delivered to politicians would be received last. So by the time the more 'corrupt elements' learned of what was going on...the wizarding public was already up in arms against them...
Fudge was gone before the day was out. Umbrige was ambushed outside her home, tared, feathered and rode out of town naked on a splintery rail. So many people in so many ministries all over the world owed their positions to Wulfric(through both legal and other means)...entire political bodies were fleeing their countries in fear of their life. Lest they be lynched in the ever increasing 'anti-Wulfric' fervor.
Amelia Bones was quick to find herself the de-facto Minister by default. Officially, she was still just the head Auror...but with everyone above her either dead, arrested, fled, or resigned...it was a forgone conclusion...most would consider this a grand promotion...but Amelia would gladly trade it for a stiff drink...
She groaned as she turned to the Unspeakables from the Department of Mysteries. "So what's the verdict?"
The Unspeakable looked nervous, but replied: "It's true, Ma'am. He IS from another world, an ALTERNATE world."
Amelia groaned. "Of course he is...Heaven forbid this nightmare would get less complicated!" This had the makings of a legal nightmare! Did you punish an alternate for the crimes of his analogue? She honestly had no clue!
The Unspeakable coughed. "There's something else..."
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Wulfric did not like sharing power...he especially did not like sharing secrets...but for better or for worse, he had no choice now.
To make the defenses around his horcruxes simultaneously ignore him but kill his imposter would basically require tearing them all down and rebuilding them from scratch! And their simply wasn't time for that! Every second he delayed was another second that the imposter could remember the location of his Horcruxes!
So with little choice, he simply 'tweaked' the defenses so that it required both his and Snape's presence to deactivate.
And now for hiding their location...obviously he was the secret-keeper(becoming BOTH caster and keeper was actually fairly easy...provided you were okay with human sacrifice of course.) of their locations...but he had no way of knowing if this prevented his imposter from knowing!
Since he was 'technically' him...would he become the secret-keeper as well? Did this spell even work on someone from another world? Their was no way for him to know...and with the way his luck had been going lately...he just couldn't take any chances!
So he made Filch the new Secret Keeper. "Wait, hold on...I'm not sure how comfortable I am with this." Admitted Filch.
Wulfric sighed. "My dear Filch...do you REALLY want to be around when I go to blows with my imposter?" Filch paled. "Point taken." So without another complaint, he allowed himself to be sealed inside a mystical sarcophagus that Wulfric had designed in case of emergencies. It would keep Filch safe, preserved and in a deep sleep.
Wulfirc shrunk it down and put it in his pocket. Now his secret-keeper would be within his sight at all time. And the sarcophagus was designed to wake Filch and alert him if any of his horcrux defenses were breached.
"Right, now that that's taken care of...let's go kill my would-be clone..."
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Voldermort frowned...he been revived and rearmed by Barty Junior...but all was not well. First thing he did was kill a wizard in a nearby Albanian hut and steal his paper...and what he read on it both amazed and infuriated him.
He'd gotten inklings that Wulfric had a bit of hidden darkside underneath his wise grandfatherly persona...but he'd never imagined anything like this! It irked him to admit it...but Wulfric's empire put his to shame!
His fury came from how Wulfric had manipulated him and the war to his advantage, letting him kill all his 'allies' to let him swindle their fortunes and livelihoods away...to make the sheep flock more under his banner...worse, using a fake prophecy to mislead him, to kill the one who was SUPPOSED to lead the wizarding world into a new golden age.
In reality; the prophecy was: "Neither can die, while the other lives"...in other words, Wulfirc had nearly tricked him into killing off his meal-ticket to immortality!
...Actually, he still might've, Potter would be too dead-set against him after he murdered his parents...and frankly even if that wasn't the case...Well, the only wizard who'd be leading wizard-kind into a golden age was HIM!...so he couldn't kill potter...but couldn't let him live...where did that leave him...?
In the meantime, he'd read on Wulfric's contingency on using peter to revive him...feeling suspicious, Voldemort rummaged through Juniors head...in Wulfric's defense, the spells he'd laid- despite being a bit of a rushed job -were masterfully done, if anyone else had searched...they'd have found nothing except what Wulfric wanted them to see.
But as it was...
Voldemort nearly killed Junior in his fury! How dare Wulfric try to use him as a pawn- HE WAS A KING! Well, he wasn't going to play his game. The world thought him gone, but it seemed like they'd be after Wulfric soon...
Voldermort smirked...Which means if he played this right...WULFRIC would be the distraction...not him! Giving him all the time he needed to rebuild! ...but how to go about it? Dumbeldore had killed off ALL his allies!...or had he?...he focused on the news while in deep-though...
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Harry Potter was dying...Oh, physically he was fine...but spiritually...everything that made Harry what he was..would soon be overwritten...and Voldemort would have a new host...
Honestly, the fight should have been a sure thing the OTHER way. It was Harry's body, his mind, his magic. Harry's soul was whole, Voldemort's was a just a shriveled slice of one...not to mention Lilly's sacrificial magic...Yes it SHOULD have been a sure victory for harry.
Sadly, Petunias hatred had greatly withered the love magic...oh, it could still hurt Voldemort if he attacks him physically...but mental attacks?...Lilly was brilliant, but even she couldn't foresee every possibility. Between it not being what the spell had been directly designed for and it being eroded by hate...it was ill-suited for the job of protecting Harry from such an attack...
Worse, Voldemort was far more experienced in magic and mental warfare...and Harry...poor Harry...Wulfric had done a good job breaking him into the perfect pawn...unable to do ANYTHING without the guidance of the 'leader of the light'. Wulfric made sure Dursley's were as abusive as possible- his influence made sure they were never caught - he then had Ron keep Harry isolated from any other potential friends...and sabotaging any friendships before they could start- Hermonie had been a happy fluke, that Wulfric had been most cross about ...in any case...This worlds Harry had become a proverbial 'mushroom'...always in the dark, unable to go anywhere unless moved by others...and feed nothing but shit.
Thankfully, Wulfric had used Fawkes sing and empower the good in Harry and weaken the evil in Voldemort- All the while knowing full well that Harry had already gone past 'the point of no return'...but happily playing the roll of 'concerned headmaster who did all he could...but was tragically too late'.
He'd been trying to kill harry for years! The only reason he hadn't done it himself- besides it not being his MO to get his hands dirty -was that cursed OTHER prophecy he'd forced from Trelawny...about Harry 'Would not die by his hand or any hand he commanded'...
This forced him to get...'creative'. He allowed a possessed Quirrel to teach here, he allowed Ginny to bring the diary to the school and use it, he publicly pretended to fight against Dementors being sent to Hogwarts- While in reality he ordered his agents and proxies to make sure he'd 'lose' -...all to make sure Harry died...not by any hand he commanded of course...Voldemort would never 'willingly' call him master after all...and the dementors...well they only served the wizards out of fear of patronous and would gladly kill them all if they could...hardly what you'd call 'a hand he commanded'.
So he may trick, lie, arrange, position, and manipulate dangers to be around Harry...he never 'commanded' them. All that tried to kill Harry sincerely believed themselves to hate all Wulfric stood for and was working to bring down everything he'd worked for...all the while, the opposite couldn't be more true...
Thus, Wulfric had dozens of plans to kill Harry, neatly side-stepping the prophecy nicely...
Anyway, the phoenix song gave Harry a little ground...but really, it just delayed the inevitable...all hope seemed lost...
And then a miracle came from the most unlikely of sources...
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A curious Luna Lovegood- waiting for her father to pick her up -happened to wander passed a sleeping Harry, while a sleeping Hermonie held his hand...
"Well, aren't YOU Full of Nargles!" She shouted in concern as she took off her cork necklace. "You need this WAY more then me!" She quickly puts it on him-
FLASH!
The instant she put it on, Harry screamed and a flash of light engulfed him! Hermonie woke up just in time to see Harry turn to Luna- "Thank you." He mumbled...and then fell unconscious once more...
Luna looked at him concerned. "Huh...perhaps the horn of a crumpled snorlax would've been less intense?"
Hermonie just looked at the strange girl baffled...
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Dumbeldore continued to read over Wulfrics journals. He as currently reading how Wulfric helped Joseph Stalin, Mao Zedong, and Radical Muslim extremists gain power...in exchange that they wipe out the entire Russian/Chinese/ middle east magical population...and give him all their knowledge, magic, treasures, and spells. Worse, he tricked the entire magical population of Japan to go to Hiroshima just as the Atom bomb fell...again, leaving their knowledge and livelihoods open for plunder.
Dumbeldore shook his head. "Truly, a darker timeline indeed." He said outloud.
It was then that Amelia came in. "Well, hello their 'Dumbeldore'...say, do you think maybe you were too 'subtle' with your little 'stunt' earlier? ...Perhaps next time you could do something more GRAND to throw all of wizard-kind into chaos. Perhaps with small-pox? Or a tactical nuke, I hear those are popular!" She intoned sarcastically.
Dumbeldore sighed. "Yes...I'm starting to see that in my rage I may have been a bit hasty-
"Save it, that's not the issue right now. I may not know what to think of you- Or HOW and whether or not I SHOULD prosecute you...but right now we have bigger problems. According to the Unspeakables analysis...Wulfric may not be gone yet..."
Dumbeldores eyes widened in disbelief...
While Wulfrics shade just laughed at the whole scene. "Too little too late..." He teased.
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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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