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At first, Albus Dumbledore refused to believe his eyes.
After all, he hadn't laid his eyes on the child for over a decade and all attempts to see him, had been blocked at every turn, by the boy's own father.
However, the more he looked, the more he was convinced.
This boy was the former Harry James Potter.
And he couldn't help but be shocked by the boy's appearance, which greatly contrasted against Jamus Potter.
You wouldn't have thought they were twin's, once.
The boy in front of him was slim instead of round, the famous Potter 'bird's-nest' was nowhere to be seen instead his hair was neatly combed back, traces of Lily and James seemed to be fighting to remain on his face because Xander Felix features were clearly trying to kill them.
In front of him was the perfect appearance of a child raised in a respectable Pureblood home, the boy looked 'Felix' enough for him to know, he was a related to them.
Even from a far, he could tell the boy had a bright future ahead of him and he may one day revival James Potter in Marriage contracts.
But what was he doing here?
Harry wasn't wearing his school uniform so Albus had no way of knowing he want to school here.
Albus eyes unconsciously want to the boy's forehead, expecting a lightning bolt scar but there was nothing.
Clever...
The boy's father must have used an advanced concealing charm so that even he couldn't see through it.
He was honestly surprised that the boy hadn't dropped dead yet, from the Horcrux.
Was the boy not with his father?
Did he dare dream?
Ch 24: Albus Dumbledore, has reached insanity.
Harry slowed down his breath and fought hard not to show any recognition on his face as he stared at the man, who had been trying to grab him, ever since he was saved from the Potters by his Father.
He had seen way too many Muggle spy movies to know, when your being followed or tracked that it was best to not show, that you know you were tracked.
If they know, it made people do something drastic and who knows what Albus Dumbledore would do if he know, Harry not only know exactly who he was but was also trying to get away from him.
The only feeling of comfort he had, was the Pendent around his neck which he could use as a Portkey, his father paranoia despite Durmstrang now being declared safe, had become the thing that would save him.
So instead of staring at the man for who know how long, who eyes were twinkling weirdly, he turned to find his friend's picking out candy and want to join them.
Albus Dumbledore creepy eyes followed his every movement like a hawk, as the man collected his Sherbets Lemons on the side, from his longtime supplier.
Harry prayed that the man would leave, if only he could convince the man he was somebody else despite everything about him, screaming the House of Felix.
He thanked whatever god was out there, that he wasn't wearing his Dumstrang uniform or the man would show up defiantly show up at his school looking for him.
However, no such luck, Harry was suddenly made painfully aware of the large body slowly moving closer to him to the point, he and Albus was standing side by side with each other, just inches apart, the smell of Sherbet Lemons, was almost overpowering next to him and he wanted to gag.
And if that didn't make him sick enough, he was made aware of how hot the pendent around his neck had become, he was almost afraid to look down and see how many colors his pendent was glowing.
Just how many spells did Albus Dumbledore put on himself?
And why was there such a strong reaction despite the distance between them?
Harry expertly made some distance between them, by expertly forging to keep looking.
"Harry, are you done yet?" The voice of Ping called out and all Harry could do was not break out into cold sweat.
Albus Dumbledore eyes intensified to the point they could be mistaken as laser beams as they attempted to drill into his mind.
Harry kept calm and merely smiled and walked calmly to his friends who were ready to pay.
To anybody who didn't know Harry, they would think everything was perfectly fine but to his friends who had known him for years, they know something was wrong the moment their eyes met.
In that moment, Harry activated his advanced Legilimency, to convey one message in all of their minds at once.
Don't turn around and carry on as normal. I'll explain, when we are a safe distance away.
Conveying one message to multiple minds at once would have shocked the man, if he know Harry could perform such a feat.
In that one message, it conveyed that something or somebody in the shop could be harmful to them so without missing a beat, they all carried on like nothing happened, paying for the candy before leaving.
They glanced at Harry when they left, but Harry face was serious and he did not dare to look back, he could feel Albus Dumbledore following them under an invisible cloak.
Nobody said anything as they walked and Albus Dumbledore followed the group until they turned to a random Alley way.
However, when he turned to catch up, he saw that the group had vanished into thin air!
Clever children. Albus thought, however he wasn't Albus Dumbledore for nothing, he had an item on him that could pick up on any magic left behind.
Not even being Portkey'd, could escape him.
However, because the magic wasn't strong and was in the process of fading away, this iteam was only useful to him, for mere second's.
The item he took out was in the shape of a compass and Albus Dumbledore picked up on Harry left over magic and followed Harry magicial path to the direction of the Sea.
But the only thing out there was...
For the first time in seven year's Albus Dumbledore smiled.
It was time to scheme.
#Several week's later, back at Felix Manor#
Albus Dumbledore had been disturbing quiet over the past few weeks...
Xander Felix, couldn't help but notice.
Of course, he had heard from his son about his run in with the man at a candy store and out of concern, he alerted the school, making sure, Harry had body guards whenever he walked out with his friend's.
Of course, he told his son about them instead of keeping it hidden and Harry understood that he couldn't be on guard forever, so body guards were needed through his school life.
However, what troubled him the most was the fact, Albus Dumbledore hadn't gone near Harry, since that day.
When, he attended the Wizengamot meeting, Albus just sat there and was quiet as a mouse the whole way through, not even trying to subtly manipulate him into passing the laws he wants, like always.
Xander Felix was understandably deeply unnerved.
A silence Albus Dumbledore was a dangerous Albus Dumbledore.
Xander had even hired several people to follow the man to see what he was up to, but the man seemed to have shut himself in his office all day, barely going out, as if he was searching for something.
But he didn't know what.
Just what was that old coat scheming and how could he make sure, his son wasn't dragged into a large plot that would lead him to his own death?
How can he plan for something that he doesn't even know is coming?
Xander, was going crazy with worry about his own child, the only thing that seemed to release some of that pressure was the rear call, he got from the Squib's and Elves he hired, to go after each one of Voldermort Horcruxes.
With each one destroyed, he would despots a large sum of money into the person or people who destroyed it account.
Of course, they had provided Video or memory proof of that event or there was no deal.
Xander had quickly found out that when you have money, countless people would risk their lives for it so there was no shortage of people, trying to grab at it, there were even Muggles, who had seen his 'much more toned down' ad in the newspaper, out searching for it to get the money just for finding one.
Dumbledore would never suspect Muggles to know or even find a Horcrux, which was perfect for him.
The money given was nothing compared to the sum in the Felix accounts so Xander wouldn't miss it and any money spent was to keep Harry alive, so it was well worth it.
And before he know it, Christmas had come and Harry was back at home, safe and sound but Albus Dumbledore still hadn't made his move, yet.
It wasn't until the first half term of the new year did Albus Dumbledore scheme's finally rear its ugly head and dip into insanity.
#Albus Dumbledore office, Half term#
Albus Dumbledore, stood at the fire place and connected to the Durmstrang Institute Floo network with sparkling eyes.
He was confident that his plan would work and he would finally be able to achieve the second half of his goal, if he was honest with himself, Jamus Potter had been a huge let down ever since he had enrolled into the school.
The boy just doesn't seem to care about his grades and just pranked the teachers who had soon learned to silently loath the boy in their heart's, because they didn't want to offend the adults supporting him.
What was even more worrying was that Severus protests against the boy, had completely stopped and when it was time to evalute the boy on his potions at the end of the year, he found the man in his room apparently taking the day off and the report completely blank.
Severus refused to grade the boy work, and there was only so many times, Albus could fill the grade in without everybody looking at him suspiciously when it was a known fact, Jamus Potter used Potions as nap time.
Igor karkaroff was a man, he was confident he could manipulate and was ready to boost his ego to get what he wanted, when...
The face that greeted him wasn't Ignor Karkarkoff but an unknown Scottish man.
"Hello?" The man said, honestly surprised.
Who the heck still used the Floor network, anymore?
What year was this!?
When the fire place started smoking, he honestly thought somebody was setting the school on fire.
And to say Albus Dumbledore was surprised at his appearance, was an understatement as he said. "Is the Headmaster there? I would like to talk to him."
Clearly the Scandinavia Ministry had done a good job from keeping Albus unaware of the shocking change in the school system.
But instead of Angus McGillivary, the new headmaster of Durmstrang Institute, telling him about it, he instead pretended to be somebody below the Headmaster and said. "The Headmaster is out on a trip right now but he put me in, to stand in for him and to pass on any messages"
Albus almost cursed, he was sure Igor didn't like going anywhere unless it was absolutely necessary and said. "Then, do you know when he would be back?"
The man acted like he was checking something before saying. "He told me, he would be gone all half term. What do you wish to discuss with him and I will pass on the message"
This time, Albus really did curse under his breath, this was one of the few time's he didn't have Xander Crow Felix breathing down his neck and there would be very few people to ear drop and leak it out to the man.
So, he had no choice but to tell this man.
"I wish to discuss with the Headmaster, about reinstating a friendly competition between Hogwarts, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang" Albus said, getting a raised eyebrow. "The Beauxbatons Headmistress has agreed in engaging in a friendly battle to see whose school will come out on top and the student who gets first place will be award a thousand Gallons and the honor of being called the best."
And Angus wasn't stupid, Albus, made it sound like a friendly competition but he know enough to know, that in the history of Durmstrang, there has only ever been one tournament that involved three schools at once.
And that Tournment was barbaric.
"Albus Dumbledore" Angus said, taking a deep breath. "Why does this sound like the 'Triwizard Tournament'. That was banned 200 years ago?" Surprising the man.
"It's wasn't exactly banned" Albus Dumbledore said, tip toing around it. "It was discontinued. It was all a big misunderstanding. After all, you can't take face value, what you read in books or newspapers. It's nothing but a friendly competition. And the competitive vibe would be good for the young students and give them a chance to mix with other schools"
And Angus looked at Albus like he had grown two heads.
Was Albus Dumbledore, actually asking the 'Headmaster' to approve of a tournament that was banned because nobody exactly survived it, meaning he wants to sentence one student out of the whole of Durmstrang to their death over 'glory' and a little bit of money?
He stared.
Was this some kind of Joke?
Before he said.
"Albus Dumbledore, have you gone mad?"
Durmstrang Institute refused to go down a path of madness.
And scene!
Next chapter, Albus pulls out his big gun's that force's the whole school to participate in the Tournament. Review/fav and follow!