Harry Potter & The Ancient Grimoire Chapter 16

A/N Hello everyone, before I even begin to start my story, I would like to make clear I do not own harry Potter, or any property in anyway shape or form relating to Harry Potter and J.K Rowling. This is my first ever story and there are going to be lots of mistakes and may not be described in the best way. I haven't written since high school so... don't be too harsh on me XD Please leave reviews and comment your thoughts! I will probably edit it after it's posted as I'm terrible with grammar. I would just like to state right now, most of the spells from Harry's grimoire are going to be made up by myself, and they are going to probably sound very riddikulus (heh) so please don't hate the spells to harshly.

I was thinking of possibly creating a discord server where everyone could enjoy themselves, post their own stories or ideas and anything else Harry Potter related, would you guys be willing to join if I made one?

Professor Flitwick walked into the staff room located behind the teachers table and had looked around before he took his seat, he noted to himself there were several witches and wizards he had never seen before, and most of the staff were already in the room excluding Dumbledore, Severus and Minerva. Professor Sprout had taken a seat beside Flitwick and leaned over, whispering. "Do you know what's going on Filius? I have a feeling it's about Albus being arrested for those horrendous crimes..."

Flitwick whispered back that he suspected it had to do with replacing the roles of Albus and Minerva as Headmaster and Headmistress, as soon as he finished his hushed conversation with Pomona, the door to the room was pushed open and three individuals entered the room. Amelia Bones, a cloaked individual who everyone in the room recognized as an unspeakable and a short man with brown short hair, dressed in a muggle tan dress coat with a white dress shirt underneath and matching dress tan pants. He walked to the head of the table in which Albus always sat at and spoke in a clear loud tone.

"Good morning to you all, in case any of you are unaware of who I am, my name is Andrew Bacon, and I am the Head Governor of the Hogwarts board of Governor's. I am ashamed to admit this fact, but I have been under a potions effect for the past eight years that was recently discovered. It is believed that either Dumbledore or Lucius Malfoy were the individual or individuals who had attacked me with the potion. Hogwarts reputation has been tarnished the past decade and it is my goal to help repair and restore all that has been stripped away from this fine school."

Everyone who was in attendance was awe struck at what they had just heard, and Amelia stepped beside Andrew and continued with what they were announcing.

"Dumbledore and Severus have been fired and immediately banned from Hogwarts. Severus was actively influencing the pureblood propaganda and even pushing for bullying of anyone who was a muggleborn or half-blood. We also have learned of several disturbing details of various gross acts and negligence within the Slytherin common room and well Dumbledore you already know of the various crimes he has been charged with. Even if he is found innocent, we have sufficient enough evidence that he has been sabotaging the school."

Flitwick slowly raised his hand until all eyes were on him and asked what he believed was on everyone's mind. "what about Minerva McGonagall? She is not in this meeting, has she been fired as well?"

Everyone in the staff room looked at Andrew and Amelia in anticipation waiting for the answer and several moments passed, nobody had said anything until the unspeakable strode forward and spoke, the enchantments on his hood and robe disillusioning his voice so they sounded either male or female.

"McGonagall is currently in custody and is waiting to be interviewed for various reasons and her involvement in actions spanning several years, so we will be finding a temporary transfiguration teacher for now." The somber silence in the room was deafening, the woman who was very iconic in England and Scotland may have done illegal activities and was currently in the DMLE holding cells. The unspeakable spoke again after several uncomfortable moments.

"The United Kingdom itself has been declining drastically in education in the past decade, and perhaps even longer. We have a very rare opportunity here to reform the Hogwarts curriculum and return to the higher education we provided before the days of who he shall not be named. The UK's potion standing for example has drastically declined because of that piece of shit death eater Snape, who purposely never taught potion safety, spells created for potion making and why each ingredient works the way it does and how to safely combine them. Its quite sickening that he was allowed to teach here."

The room mumbled in agreement that Severus was a terrible teacher, how a death eater was employed at the UK's premier school was a question many people had on their mind. The unspeakable started to speak again and started a room wide discussion on how they can bring Hogwarts back to its previous glory.

Harry, Daphne and Hermione had just finished the redecorating of their new secret hangout area and looked it over, smiling to themselves at the progress so far. All of the studying and stations were set up, and furniture were aligned perfectly. Harry flopped into a beanbag chair and pulled out his grimoire and started to casually read a random page, and he stumbled onto a page of offensive spells created by the Potter family, his eyes fixated on a spell that when shot into the sky, caused large ice spikes of hail to rain down onto the area it was casted on. Harry's eyes widened at how useful this spell would be in a large area fight, and how it could be dangerous on allies as well. Harry was about to practice the wand motion before he was pulled out of the chair by both Daphne and Hermione.

"Come on Harry, lets start our four-page charms essay that Professor Flitwick assigned us! We might as well get it over with so we can relax and have fun." Daphne spoke in an excited tone, grabbing Hermione's and Harrys hands and dragging them to one of the study benches so they can start working on the charms.

Minerva McGonagall was in a DMLE interview room, with a anti animagus handcuff around her wrist so she couldn't transform and escape, McGonagall looked around the room confused, wondering why she was in handcuffs and being interrogated by the aurors, she was worried something had happened to her wonderful Dumbledore, maybe Lucius finally got him arrested and charged and he was going to be expelled from Hogwarts forever! Oh, merlin imagine the thought… Before her mind could begin racing again Kingsley Shacklebolt entered the room and an auror she didn't recognize followed behind him and stood in the corner of the room as he sat down across the table from her.

"Good morning, Minerva, would you like anything to eat or drink before we started?" Kingsley asked in his deep-toned voice. Minerva shook her head and Kingsley cleared his throat before speaking.

"Minerva McGonagall, you are now being questioned with your involvement in several situations that occurred years ago that caused harm to one Mr. Harry Potter, we have also been contacted by several close friends of yours that you may have been poisoned with potions and potentially magically attacked."

McGonagall's mood began to falter as she slowly became angry at what she has been questioned with. The preposterous idea that she had may have been poisoned with potions is absurd… she figured the aurors meant the night that herself, Hagrid and Albus leaving young Harry with those muggles the Dursleys, Lily's sister and brother in law. Even though Harry has mentioned in the two years he has been attending Hogwarts that he is very unhappy with his living situation, stating some make believe story about living in a cabinet under the stairs. She was unaware of course that Harry was taken to Saint Mungo's for malnourishment, treatment for long term abuse including broken bones that were never healed properly, scars and burn marks given to him by Petunia and Vernon.

"If you are willing, we would like to test you for any potential potions that you may be under or any personality charms. I know I personally don't believe you are under anything as you are too intelligent to be caught in anything amateur like this. But we would like to make sure so we can prove you are one hundred percent sound minded." Kingsley said, as he catered to McGonagall's mood as he noticed she was getting quite upset at these accusations.

Minerva made a hmph sound and instantly agreed to these tests to prove she was right of mind. A few moments later another unknown auror walked in, holding a vial case of blue vials and placed it in front of Kingsley, before departing from the interview room.

"This potion in front of me is a newly created potion that was invented by the Potions Master Guild, you simply drink it and if there are any spells or potions that are in someway altering your mind or decision making a blue smoke will come from your nostrils, if there are none of the sort there will be no reaction from the potion. Are you ready to drink it Minerva McGonagall?" Kingsley asked in a serious tone, nodding to the auror in the corner to record the process and results so nobody come claim he falsified the interview.

McGonagall nodded and grabbed the vial when It was offered to her, she lifted it to her nose and took a big smell and shriveled up her nose before lifting the potion to her mouth and swigged it down like a total champ, she started choking on the terrible taste as it was like grass clippings and year old dirty socks somehow combined. Several moments later a blue smoke started to shoot out of her nose before the auror in the corner immediately casted a stupefy smell at the professor, stunning her so she wouldn't be able to escape or somehow attack with wandless magic if she was capable of it and she would soon be transferred to saint mungo's so she can start receiving treatment. Kingsley spoke out loud as the interview was still being recorded. "Minerva McGonagall has tested positive for mind altering potions or spells and has been stunned, she will soon be given the draught of death until she is securely moved into Saint Mungo's and started treatment to remove the potion or spell work."

The professor was soon administered the draught of death potion by a small drop onto her exposed tongue, as soon after the professor went into a deep sleep the handcuff was removed from her wrist and then the professor was soon floo'd to Saint Mungo's to be taken to a private room so they could start their work and begin to undo the effects.

Dumbledore was laying on his thin bed in his Azkaban cell, his mind racing as what was possibly happening in the outside world. He had hoped Severus was still free so he could continue to administer certain people the various potions so nobody could possibly testify against him when he had his trial. That big idiot oaf Hagrid was so stupidly loyal to him that he would do anything Dumbledore asked. Including stealing Harry Potter that night when Lily and James were killed. He of course knew Peter Pettigrew was a secret pureblood believer and secretly joined the death eaters. He was never as intelligent or popular as James, Sirius or Remus. It was easy to exploit that, and the Death Eaters were not very stupid and certainly made use of Peters insecurities. He was not expecting Sirius to get a trial after all of these years, and that stubborn bitch Amelia Bones sure loved to challenge Dumbledores little manipulations. He had to have control of Harry Potter so he could control his life and fate! He knew that Harry's godmother Alice Longbottom as he had personally hired a doctor at Saint Mungo's to keep Frank and Alice Longbottom under a certain alchemy potion, he invented to keep them under their statis so they could never recover.

Albus's thoughts were interrupted by a loud scream as someone's happiness was being forcefully sucked out by a dementor, and sighed as he has experienced the terrible experience several times during his unfortunate stay in this hell hole. A tray of food slid into his cell, by a guard who was delivering their daily lunches. The guard stopped in front of Dumbledore's door and smiled. "did you hear that scream just a few moments ago? That was your death eater pet who we just arrested a little awhile ago."

Dumbledores face shrunk in horror, his grandmaster plan was dissolving itself right in front of his hands and there was not a single thing he could do to stop it.

Thank you all for reading this newest chapter! I am going to force myself to start doing longer chapters the more I put them out, this was one of the easiest chapters to write so far! I know my use of punctuation is also very terrible, I am still learning as I go so please don't hate it to much xD