Disclaimer: I do not own both Highschool DxD and Harry Potter as they are owned by Ishibumi Ichiei and J.K. Rowling respectively.

Author's Notes: I already planned for Issei queen and everyone except Ravel have protection as she is the representative and manager of Issei's 'House'.

Issei stayed because he is driven by his heroic complex and he doesn't really have a home to return to but sometime in the future he will venture to Japan.

Issei may be OP but Potterverse will contain Gods, legendary creatures and spirits beyond wizard strength that would challenge but not beat him.

Chapter 3 – Stressful Day

~Issei POV~

I was now at the Ministry and today is the Wizengamot meeting to discuss my 'irresponsible actions'.

Just the thought of it makes my blood boil. They are using me as a scape-goat for their inaction in the war and probably to monitor me as the Lord of my elusive house.

"The meeting room is just beyond the door, Lord Asmodaeus." My guide respectfully said before she left. The door she gestured is a beautifully decorated, big, wooden double door with old iron handle.

I felt the presence of multiple people, everyone has a low magical capacity with a few exceptions. There is also some sort of barrier in the room, possibly for privacy and protection.

I was not nervous despite meeting the head of their government and the lord of their noble houses, this situation reminded me of the Traditionalist Devils that is eerily, closely similar to their Pure-bloods.

Sighing heavily to prepare myself, I opened the double door and loud voices suddenly echoed in my ears. Inside, they were arguing and debating loudly, everything is a mess, accusations and threats are wildly thrown… is this the leaders of their ruling body? They look like squabbling children fighting for some petty things.

I was wearing a fur-collared purple cloak made from Dragon King, Midgardsormr's, shedded skin. It has the ability to change shape and size depending on the wielder's choice and has great resistance over physical and magical attacks.

I am still using the disguise I used on Diagon Alley. Combine my clothes and my features, I look as aristocratic and as Ravel put it "Gallant".

Insults and threats thrown back and forth ceased as everyone finally notice me. They stared at me with slight surprise.

It seems I was not what they expected. I looked around and scanned my surroundings. The room is relatively large, it is circular with 3 platforms in the middle 2 big benches on the side and 2 smaller benches further in the side.

The Press and some civilians seems to be present, and are sitting on the smaller benches while the Wizengamot members and lords of their respective houses sat on the bigger ones.

With just a glance, I could tell that they are divided into 3 factions; the 'Light' faction, the 'Dark' Faction and the 'Grey' or neutral faction, like Ravel said. Light Faction was the clichéd good side but they are too soft, idealistic and a bit stupid. The Dark Faction doesn't seem to be as united asl the Light side but they aren't splintered either, they have no leader but the blonde man with long hair looks like their representative and speaker. Lastly, the Grey or neutral Faction, they seem to be like those who prefer to stay in the shadows and away from the spot light, they seem to have no leader like the Dark but also have no representative, just like a collection of neutral families.

I quickly sat on the chair that is obviously meant for me, in front of the platform. The 'Dark' and 'Grey' faction members were looking at me appraisingly with a calculative look while the Light faction looked at me with distrust, probably because I killed dozens of people on Diagon Alley.

Hah… just because I killed a few enemies doesn't mean I am a psychopathic magical murderer out for blood of the virgins… that is close to the general description of Devils though… I'm sure they would call for my head if they found out about that.

"*Hem-Hem*". The Minister, Hector Fawley, gathered everyone's attention.

"Now that everybody is here, let us begin the meeting." The Minister announced. "Wizengamot meeting of the 14th of July in the year 1939 shall now commence."

So this is the incompetent minister... he looks annoying.

"The meeting is in regards to the irresponsible and inconsiderate actions done by Lord Asmodaeus." The Minister continued. "Mr. Isell, on July 13 at 2 o'clock noon did you or did you not react recklessly and excessively against aggressors?"

"No." I answered coldly.

The room is then filled with cries of outrage for a while.

"Silence! Now, Lord Asmodaeus, do you deny these accusations?" The room grew quiet

"Yes, I properly handled the situation and I reacted accordingly with full awareness of the risks and possible repercussions of my actions." I replied calmly betraying my feeling of rage, quickly building up inside me.

"So you deny killing all those people and gaining the Dark Lord's attention thus risking the lives of countless innocent men?"

I looked up to him and made a sound of realization.

"...I see now, so this is what this is about."

Everybody looked confused.

"Lord Asmodaeus?"

"You... are afraid, of Grindelwald I mean, so you just hide in the shadows make yourself as small as possible and hope that he would not notice you or that he would not deem you as a threat...you lot are cowards!"

The plan Ravel told me was to calmly and politely reply to their questions and point out their fault but it seems that has gone down the drain. Their cowardice and reluctance of going to war makes me so angry!

"How dare you!" The Minister and some Lords bristled and screamed in outrage.

"How dare I? How about you, how dare you reprimand me for protecting the civilians, for defending myself from the aggressors. What actions have you taken to protect your people? Huh? Are you even attempting to protect them?"

Dumbledore stood up and said:

"Lord Asmodaeus, you must understand that things like things needs time-."

I interrupted him by releasing a bit of killing intent, making some of them cower. "You had time! Lots of it to consider Grindelwald as a threat but instead you use that time to bicker, dither, shiver and cower!"

I had expected more from these people, especially Albus 'too many names' Dumbledore who is said to be feared by even Grindelwald. And a prominent member of the 'Light' Faction. I could not understand the reason for his reluctance for a more active role in the war, was it fear of Grindelwald?

My killing intent made them unable to even defend themselves. Their faces are pale and sweat was running through their faces.

"Now, I stand here, before the Wizengamot, apparently indicted of a crime of repelling an attack and saving innocents, of fulfilling the duty you were supposed to do!" I loudly said.

"You dared chastise me for doing your job, your job to protect the civilians and Britain as whole!" Seeing their ashen white face and sweat rolling down their neck, I continued. "Pathetic, you lot are Lords are you not? Yet all I see are bumbling buffoons! And children fumbling in confusion! Trying to justify your actions... or rather your inaction!"

Without a pause, I continued.

"Are you really a Noble? Are you truly a Lord?! There is nothing noble about you people! Innocents people are suffering while you are cowering behind your titles!" I continued. "You people act like children, sending threats and letting something as trivial as a childish grudge get in the way of cooperation.

I let out a breath at the sight of the silent and some solemn people.

"If... if you truly are nobles, if you truly are worth of the title of Lord then you set aside your differences and work in cooperation for the betterment of Britain... but I guess I expected too much from you, children." I emphasized children and made it sound insulting.

I turned back and walked dramatically and slowly to the door. But before I opened it, I turned back to them, glared and said:

"I, unlike you, do not have time playing with children when I could do something actually more productive like stopping Grindelwald's campaign." With that I slammed the door and walked out the room.

~Third POV~

Silence filled the room for a few minutes after Issei stormed out. Majority of the 'Dark' faction plus the Minister were red from outrage while the 'Light' faction looked solemn and the neutral faction adopted a thoughtful expression.

The neutrals exchanged looks, hushed whispers and nodded.

"I propose a vote of no confidence against the Minister, Hector Fawley." A neutral member said.

The Minister suddenly stood up and stared in surprise at the neutral.

"Seconded." Another neutral raised his hands.

The minister glared at the person but said nothing, he doesn't have the power to stop this and trying would only serve to do the opposite considering the fact that a lot lost their faith in him after that… scolding. He could only pray to whatever god he believes in.

Thought God seems to have ignored him as most 'Light' members including Dumbledore also supported the motion. One by one the supporters rose outnumbering those against the motion.

In the end the odds were 32 to 18 in favor to the minister's resignation despite his efforts to remain in position.

A man named Leonard Spencer-Moon was elected as the new Minister of Magic.

One step closer to stop incompetency of the Ministry.

~Issei POV~

"*Sigh* such a troublesome day..." I let out. I was taking a stroll in Diagon alley while ignoring

Still... they are more incompetent than I thought... but if everything goes right, then they will take more serious actions.

"[I never understood your reasons for that.]" Ddraig suddenly said.

"Hmm?" I rose a brow.

"[I mean, why do are wasting your time talking to them.]" Ddraig clarified.

"Oh that? hmm... because even if I solve their problems for them, it would just be in vain because they would become completely inept at dealing with future problems. They would need to learn to support their selves and solve their own problems while I silently aid them."

"[I guess so, but I still say that they are not worth it.]" Ddraig then disconnected.

I was then left alone walking the streets.

Ignoring the whispers and glances towards me, I took a closer look at the state of the Diagon Alley.

A lot looked sad and sorrowful, a lot of their friends or families died in this war and nobody was unaffected.

Without warning, I felt a pulse of magic originating from my ring, signifying Le Fay's call for me.

I then left the Alley and headed to our base.

Aboard my familiar, I entered the study room. Only Le Fay and Bennia was present.

The sound of me opening the door caused Le Fay and Bennia to notice me.

《Yo, Bossu!》 Bennia greeted? cheerfully.

"Ah! Issei-sama, you're back." Le fay greeted.

"And you're back after days of lodging in the library." I retorted, causing Le fay to blush in embarassment.

Honestly, I thought she was taking the whole 'learn about their magic' thing too much. While I could understand her excitement at the prospect of learning something new regarding magic she may be stressing herself or worse, she could become a hikikomori like a certain crossdressing half-vampire I know.

"Anyway, Bennia came back a while ago and brought results." She changed the topic.

"Oh? Was your investigation fruitful?" I asked Bennia.

《Of course I did! What did you expect!》Bennia proclaimed proudly.

Well I certainly didn't expect it to be this quick. I ordered Bennia to gather some intel on Grindelwald's military strength, doctrine, strategy and weapons. Either I had underestimated Bennia or the enemy are just that bad at keeping secrets.

"Yes, her investigation was certainly fruitful." Le Fay stated somewhat sadly.

That's odd, Le Fay who was normally cheerful and upbeet rarely frowns.

"Did she find something of concern?"

"Yes, she brought these." She said as she took a purple vial from her pocket and a piece of parchment from the table and layed it down.

"What are these?" I asked curiously. If Bennia took them then they must be important.

It looks like a potion, potions of this world are, according to Le fay, more diverse but majority of them are useless as they are too specific or their effects can be replicated by using spells with even greater results.

She then took a grim expression and said:

"They are magic amplifiers or drugs that amplifies one's magical capabilities."

This made me understand why she was so grim, the Hero faction used something like this on the Sacred Gear wielders and Qlippoh also used a drug to amplify the Stray Magician's magic.

"And this Grindelwald uses these?" I questioned in a low voice.

《No, no, not personally they are used by his infantry not the officers.》

It was Bennia answer that made me confused.

"If this thing boosts his magic power then why not?" I asked. If it makes him stronger then why do they not use it? Was there some sort of risk?

"Because according to these note, the effect are only temporary and the risks and consequence was too great."

At my questioning look, she continued while showing the parchment.

"There is a chance of neural decay that makes people unable of forming complex thought and magical core degradation that as the name implies, degrade their magical core and magically cripple them, preventing the use of magic or else they die."

"And his soldiers drink this?" I asked coldly, looking at the vial on the table.

《Yes, a bulk of his army drinks these before battles. This is also the reason Magical France quickly fell, using these they can deliver overwhelming amounts of force in a short amount of time.》 Bennia answered.

"I can't imagine someone would use this regardless of the risk..."

"You are right, that is when the current situation turned more sour, people don't volunteer, they are forced." Le Fay said.

This news caused me to grit my teeth in anger. This is like time when we fought the Sacred Gear possessors that has their Sacred gear forcibly enhanced.

"And they don't resist?"

"It was either they do it or die." She replied solemnly. "Though Grindelwald was smarter than I thought."

"Huh?" I asked in slight confusion.

"Grindelwald took advantage of the neural decay... in other words, he brainwashed them and used them as... disposable super soldiers."

That bit of news was enough.

I turned around and walked to the door.

"Issei-sama? Where are you going?" She asked sadly and slight surprise.

"Where do you think?" I asked rhetorically.

《Heh, so are we going to take care of some troublesome people?》 Bennia asked in excitement.

A smile from me was enough answer for them as I left the room. I just came home from the unfruitful meeting and immediately prepare to attack Grindelwald… hah… Why is it always me?

Chapter 3 End

Author's Note: Please review if you like or dislike it. Recommendations are welcome but no flames please.

If you have any questions, please ask freely. inform me if there are plot holes or wrong info. i also apologize if my grammar is bad, english is my third language so go easy on me.