Chapter eighteen

The group in Harry's home had their next lot of plans ready. Harry used his old coin that he found in his old pouch and sent a message to Hermione and Ron, which told Ron to go to the ministry. The moment Kingsley saw Ron, and if he had a smile, he knew his wife was alright and safe. Then Kingsley would put his part of the plan into action.

The group, including Mrs. Shacklebolt all went down through the trees on Harry's property, where Harry had removed a small section of the enchantments so they could apparate to the ministry.

Arthur, Molly, Minerva, Aberforth, Harry, Charlie, Spirit and Martha met Ginny, Bill, Fleur, Percy, George, Neville, Lee, Angelina, Dean, Seamus, Hannah, Susan, Parvati, Padma, Hermione and most of the staff of Hogwarts in a small deserted lane not far from the entrance to the ministry. They were waiting for Harry's coin to get hot with the message that everyone was ready.

'How do you think it will go?' Neville asked.

'Knowing Kingsley, everything will go perfectly. He knows his wife is safe and with us, he knows there are a few of us coming so he'll have the few aurors that are there, ready,' Harry said staring at the entrance.

'Why did you bring Spirit though Harry?' Ginny asked.

'I thought Spirit would like to be here to see this, he loves Charlie and Pickford tried to kill him,' Harry glanced down at the wolf then gave him a rub on his ears, then Harry felt the coin, 'It's time,' Harry said after reading the message, 'Their heading to the atrium now.'

'Let's go,' Aberforth said then led the way through the group entrance for visitors. Once they were inside they all kept their backs to the lifts and spread out so it didn't look like one group, all except Harry who faced the lifts and was spotted straight away and so was his wolf.

Kingsley with his auror, Ron and Herbert Pickford stepped out of the lifts and saw Harry standing alone in the middle of the atrium.

'Arrest him Kingsley,' Pickford sneered at Harry.

'Oh…Minister,' Kingsley, his aurors and Ron all pointed their wands at Pickford as Harry and his group all joined and walked slowly towards him, 'I don't think so.'

'Spirit hold him,' Harry said then laughed as the wolf clamped his teeth around Pickford's groin, 'I wouldn't move if I was you, he's hungry.'

'You have been planning to overtake the ministry, you belong in Azkaban,' Pickford said.

'Oh really,' Harry grinned then pulled out three vials of memories, 'What you heard and seen from Ron was a conversation we orchestrated for him to overhear so he could let you think that is what we were doing and we did that just for you Mr. Pickford. You planned to kill my husband, you released two death eaters to do the job. You kidnapped Kingsley's wife and as you can see, she is with us, I found out where she was and rescued her. You made sure the Weasley family suffered, made Aberforth Dumbledore close his pub and sacked Minerva McGonagall. I think it will be you who is going to be spending the rest of your life time in Azkaban Pickford,' Harry stepped closer until his face was right in the man's face, 'You should have realised how stupid you were trying to go up against me or to hurt anyone I care about,' Harry's voice was low and menacing and everyone heard it. 'Remember the day you came to my home, I said Albus Dumbledore was my friend, someone that taught me things you could never imagine. Yes I did kill Voldemort, but killing him was nothing compared to what I want to do to you. One thing that makes me better than you, I don't hurt or kill anyone, not even to get what I want. If I can't earn something, I don't deserve it. I did catch your death eaters, but I never killed them. So tell me Pickford, how could you ever think you could have the slightest chance of outthinking me or out fighting me?'

'You destroyed this world we fought to make safe.'

'We…fought to make safe, were you at Hogwarts the night of the fighting?' Minerva said angry, 'I think not, we, everyone you see here supporting Harry was at Hogwarts making our world safe, not to mention Harry killing Voldemort which did make our world safe. You hid like all the others that wanted power but were too afraid to fight. You are a coward Mr. Pickford.'

Harry chuckled as he looked up at Minerva, 'There's that look I know so well.'

'You should Harry, I gave you this look more times than I care to remember.'

'I think we should lock him up now Harry, so could you ask Spirit to let him go?' Kingsley nodded down at the wolf.

Harry stared at Pickford then down at Spirit, he snapped his fingers then laughed as Spirit bit down further before releasing the man's genitals.

'I could have told Spirit bite them off, but I'm not like you Pickford. So even though you are unharmed, you are going to suffer.'

Filius Flitwick stepped forward when he saw the governors, 'Let me tell the governors something. As of right now, all of the staff are on strike until Minerva is given her job back. The students of Hogwarts wish for me to tell you that they will not be studying and you might as well close down the school. Even the parents of all students are supporting Minerva McGonagall. So you have a choice, the kids go and learn themselves which could mean more people turning to the dark arts or you allow Minerva to return as headmistress to Hogwarts, where she belongs.'

'Mr. Potter,' an elderly man with a kind face stepped over to him, 'I'm Greyson Smith, one of the governors. I did not approve of Mr. Pickford sacking Minerva McGonagall nor did most of my colleagues. Only two others went along with Mr. Pickford. We wish for her to resume her post.'

'I'm Abner Snark, head of the Wizengamot. We spoke after being informed by Mr. Shacklebolt what had been going on. We wish to appoint a new minister who will say whether Minerva McGonagall has her job back,' the man stepped forward until he was standing near Harry.

'I hope you're not thinking of me, because the answer is no. This job needs someone older, wiser and that cares about our world and wants a world that is fair to all witches and wizards, that will do right for the people and not for themselves. I do wish for that, but I'm not old enough or wise enough.'

Mr. Snark smiled, 'Even though you are a very courageous and caring man, no, you are not old enough to run the magical world. Maybe in another twenty years that job will be yours. So the new minister, if he wishes to accept this job is Arthur Weasley.'

'Arthur,' Molly gasped as she looked at her husband.

Arthur looked around at his family who all nodded, 'I would gladly accept the position as minister and yes, Minerva McGonagall is as of now returned to her rightful place as headmistress of Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry and as long as I am minister, she will stay in that position until she decides it's time to hang up her robes.' Arthur smiled at Minerva who was surrounded by her staff, then the group around Harry Potter started to applaud her before everyone in the atrium, ministry workers and visitors alike all started applauding. Then they cheered as Kingsley had his aurors took Herbert Pickford away, ready to face a life in Azkaban while the tall dark man pulled his wife into his arms, holding her but he did smile gratefully at Harry Potter.