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Mrs. J.K., You are still my favorite victi… Author. I like the puppets and adore the scene, and love to fuck it up my way. For free even.

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I think that is enough bullshit, most I got from fanfiction, they have solutions for everything, so if I provide enough options one of them could do the trick.

Meh, my Padawan will save the day.

8 A day at the Wizengamot.

Harry read the letter, then he studied the second one... he might as well read a Japanese novel, he did not understand a thing. It smacked him in the face with how ignorant he is. The Arithmancy is way over his head, although he recognized some of the muggle math. The Runes, again, like it was Japanese. The only thing he got was the Spell in Parseltongue.

That might be because I wrote it all down in Parselscript. Now the only thing he needs is a volunteer to practice on. Maybe Snape will take the job. Harry made two permanent copies of the letters and let Dobby deliver them.

At breakfast, he asked: "Kreacher? Why did I haven't gotten any mail other than Gringotts this week? I thought I lifted the mail block?"

Kreacher answered: "That be the War Wards Master activated. All mail is sent to Gringotts and sorted. Wizards be sending bad mail to eachother in War. Goblins deliver once a week. That be tomorrow Master."

"Thank you Kreacher, I did not know that. Everyone's House has those in their War Wards?"

Winky answered: "No Master Harry, That be expensive. Master Crouch did not have those."

Dobby popped in: "Master Harry must stand ready in an hour to take his place in the Wizengamot said Madam Boneses Master Harry sir."

"Thank you Dobby, do I have clothes for that? I read they have a special costume."

Yes, Padawan, they have a special costume, imagine the uniform of the KKK without the mask and in a plum kind of color. The Wizengamot one is better though, they have a Chief Warlock while the KKK only has a Grand Wizard. It is like three levels below ours you know. I did not know they practiced magic though. It would be hard to pull a rabbit from it when the rim of its hat is on their shoulders.

Xxxxx

An hour later, Harry was dressed up like a pure Noble knob, the Potter Crest proudly on his chest, the Black one has to wait for the next meeting though.

Winky popped Harry to the waiting chamber, where Lady Abbot received him: "Hello Harry, you just exposed another flaw in the Ministry defense. Normally you have to come in by Floo, apparition spot, or the entrance on the muggle side. Any elf from a former Ministry head of department can do this? Then we are in for one heap of trouble."

Harry shrugged: "I noticed with every law that is been made, there are always loopholes built to circumference them."

Lady Abbot smiled: "You are getting smarter Harry. There, it is the signal for you to enter, just do what we explained and practiced yesterday. Don't worry, Percival and Amelia are there for you."

Harry gathered his courage, opened the door of the Chamber, and walked inside. The room went silent when they spotted Harry, he walked onto the stage and faced the crowd.

Dumbledore stood up from his seat: "Harry? What are you doing here? You are too young to take your place here."

"Then Albus, it is time for you to retire, if you forgot all our laws and traditions. It shows your incompetence if you don't know why I am here for. It is Lord Potter to you Sir, and I am here to Claim my rightful seat, prepare for a visit of my solicitors Dumbledore, line theft will only be one of the charges against you."

Good show Padawan! He practiced that speech and some variations yesterday at the Abbots. It bashed Dumbles on several levels. I have to get my imaginary Popcorn ready.

Dumbledore was surprised by the venom of Harry's words, he expected a rebellious kid that needed to be taught his place, this needed damage control.

"Nevertheless my boy…"

That was as far as he got: "I am not related to you old man! I just demanded to be addressed as Lord Potter! The crimes you committed against House Potter and Black barred you from using any kind of familiarity."

Madam Bones interrupted: "Dumbledore, Lord Potter is right, I viewed his statements and evidence, you will face a trial in a few weeks. As a matter of fact, Chief Warlock Dodge, Mr. Dumbledore is accused of several crimes, as Lord Potter stated Line theft is one of them. That will prevent him to take any ruling position before his trials. Lord Potter take your vow please."

Dumbledore protested: "Now see here Amelia…"

"It is Madam Bones, or regent Bones to you, Mr. Dumbledore! You lost the right to call me otherwise the moment I found out you took the guardianship of Lord Potter from me by blocking his parent's will."

Go Amelia! She let Rufus Srimmy somethingy do the investigations and prosecution the moment she noticed she was named in the will. That gave her the freedom to hang Dumble's dirty laundry out the window. And never let an old fox finish talking.

Warlock Dodge raised his voice: "Enough! We will continue this after Lord Potter took his vow. Go ahead Lord Potter, we already noticed your ring."

Yeah! Dumbledore is blind too! Another burn!

With a grandfatherly 'I am disappointed in you' face he sat back down on his seat in the Order of Merlin first class section.

Harry raised his wand and took his vow: "I, Harry James Potter, Lord of the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Potter, claim hereby my rightful seat in the Wizengamot. To help rule this nation, and to protect it from threats, foreign and domestic. So. Mote. It. Be!"

After the flash of light that recognized Harry's vow, he turned to the Chief Warlock: "Chief Warlock, I want to appoint my proxy for the House Potter seat, I acknowledge I have yet a lot to learn, Lady Abbot accepted the task."

Dumbledore looked even more 'grandfatherly disappointed' and shook his head. Surely Harry turned to the Dark side.

Xxxxx

Harry took a seat at the visitor's place and was happy to answer all the questions of the international press, no need to worry about disturbing the Mot, the visitor's section is warded with a one-way sound barrier.

One of the reporters asked Harry: "Lord Potter, can you confirm the contents of this flier? It has named you as the source of the information, and it is clear to see it is you that does that spell in that picture with the anagram."

Harry glanced at the flier, Xeno Lovegood did a good job on it, it started with the picture doing the spell over and over, then it explained Tom's family tree, and how he is related to the Slytherin line through House Gaunt. And Xeno sends the flier clearly to every newspaper around the globe. Smart move, this way he reached every person that has a subscription.

Harry nodded: "All of it is the truth. Calling him the Heir of Slytherin is an insult to all Noble Houses present here. He is the love-potioned grandson of Marvolo Gaunt, a Lord of an impoverished House, son of a muggle minor Noble, Thomas Riddle, and his squib daughter Merope Gaunt. Calling him the Heir of Slytherin because of that makes me wonder, can I call myself the Heir of Merlin or the Heir of House Morgana? Or claim the seat of Avalon?

I can speak to snakes too you know, maybe my name is not impressive enough, but Boy Who Lived sounds as if I only survived by chance. Did you know there is a prophecy about me and Tom Riddle? It states that I have the power to vanquish the Dark Lord. Sibyl Trelawney did it to Dumbledore.

Now, Dumbledore could have faked that prophecy to lure Tom Riddle into the open, but it caused my parents and the Longbottoms to go into hiding. You see, part of that prophecy was overheard by a death eater, and he ran to his master with it.

This convinced me that it was all staged, a job interview at the Hogshead? That is a shady pub owned by his brother. Dumbledore usually wants to show off in his office behind his big desk and sit on his semi-throne.

This raises a lot of questions though. My parents got killed, betrayed by Peter Pettigrew, Dumbledore is a master Legilimence and uses it regularly on his students, he probably knew Pettigrew was a death eater. How did he know there was an attack?

He ordered Hagrid the groundskeeper of the school to fetch me from my home. Why did he send a man that isn't allowed to carry a wand to a home where a death eater attack was taking place? He specifically ordered Hagrid to bring me to Hogwarts, how did he know I was the sole survivor? Hagrid even strong-armed my Godfather to hand me to him. I call that forced kidnapping.

One day after, Dumbledore dropped me on the doorstep of my muggle Magic-hating Aunt in a basket with a single letter. That is not all, my Magic was bound for 50%, I was linked to illegal Blood wards that feeds on my Magic, and had a Mail redirection cast on me.

All done by the Lord of the Light."

Very effective Padawan, your statement was loud and clear, the dicta quills had no problems writing it down. The reporters from other countries were glad they did the trip, bashing the snobby British is a big seller.

Harry took his big ax out and chopped the pillars of the Ministry down: "Last year was a nightmare for me. When I reported the resurrection of Tom Riddle, Minister Fudge did not only not believe it, but started a slander campaign against me, headed by the Daily Trash, calling that thing a newspaper is an insult to all newspaper publishers in the world. That rag prints anything it wants or what people with enough money pay them for.

Minister Fudge paid them a lot. Then he posted a ministry worker as the defense Professor, her detentions included a blood quill, as you can see on the back of my hand."

Go for it Padawan!

The camera's flashed, close-ups of his hand will travel the world.

Dumbledore looked worried at the visitor's stand, while Madam Bones got rid of Fudge and the toad, Harry is ruining Tom's and Albus' reputations. Harry was no longer embarrassed by his ten years in that cupboard but furious about it. The news that Dumbledore is paying his debt to House Potter with the money from Harry's Trust Vault will cost him a lot of favors.

Tom got his share too, Harry explained the slave brand and what they have to do to get it, shocking everyone around him.

The reporters are ecstatic, Padawan gave them enough to fill three editions.

Harry took his pound of flesh from Skeeter by snatching her notes and presenting them to her colleagues: "As you can see here, not a single word I said is quoted correctly, and this vile woman can get away with it."

Meh, Padawan, welcome to the real world. These days you can't tell the difference anymore between newspapers and tabloids. That makes it hard to recognize the truth, but... that is life Padawan. It is a box of chocolates, or was it a volleyball? Something like that.

Dumbledore shat his pants when Harry started to give out memory vials, more so when he saw the predatory smile of Amelia, and the microphone of the wireless reporter holding it at Harry's mouth. His house of cards is about to tumble down.

Xxxxx

It ended with Fudge and the bitch arrested, charged with corruption, and giving aid to a terrorist organization. The bitch got attempted murder and the torturing of the Heir Primary of a Most Ancient and Most Noble House. It should not have made any difference, but it does. Muggles should be glad to be tortured by Purebloods after all. Biggots, all of them

Rufus Scrim somethingy got the Ministry seat and some flunky appointed undersecretary. When the Wizengamot went in recess for lunch, Aurors were posted at the door, no doubt with the new detection Wards.

Three angry voices yelled out loud when the Imperio got dispelled, Aurors took them aside to take their statements and keep their method a secret for a bit longer.

Harry got surrounded by the reporters and was happy to give his exclusives, he even called Dumbledore over: "Headmaster! Can you confirm it for me? Your Order of the Phoenix borrowed two hundred thousand Galleons from House Potter and stopped their payments the day dad died. You are their leader, so when are you going to pay it back?"

"Harry my boy, I did not authorize…"

"It is Lord Potter, Albus old boy, learn some manners. Who did you trick to sign the contract? Ah, it was Hagrid, isn't it? Your trusty naive Half-Giant? And Albus, stealing from my vault to pay your debt to me? Are you going Dark?"

Proudly Dumbledore said: "All I did was for the greater good Harry, someday you will understand. Some sacrifices are inevitable to let the Light prevail."

Harry asked: "Who did you sacrifice from your Order to let Snape prove he is loyal to Voldemort? Her name was Emeline Vance if I recall it right. Who is the next one? Was Sirius one too? So Snape could get his revenge on Sirius?"

"You don't know the whole story Harry, don't speak of something you can't comprehend..."

Harry interrupted: "So you did not know Tom's complete story, is that why you didn't expose him as a semi-half-blood? You knew it for fifty years. Those purebloods would never let them get branded by a half-blood so you helped Tom Riddle get stronger. Why?"

"Harry, you are too young to understand. I will explain it later."

"But Albus old man, these reporters are old enough to understand, most of them are really smart too, explain to them why you helped Tom Riddle terrorize this country."

Hmm, Padawan paid attention at the meeting yesterday, asking all the questions his in-laws raised to discover Dumbledore's motives. Harry left the reporters to take over the questioning and they did with great pleasure, pulling celebrities from their pedestals is one of the goals of any newspaper. Why? Because it sells. They dragged Dumbledore over a barrel and fucked him good… Merlin's saggy balls! That naffer would enjoy that. Bad mental picture… Amelia's rack… Sirius' room… Ah! Much better.

Xxxxx

Well, Padawan did achieve his goals, get his seat in the Mot, Fudge and the toad in custody, and Tom with Dumbledore exposed for what they are. The Daily Bullshit will never take his side, the death eaters have Rita and her editor in their pocket. The beetle you say? In the book GoF, Harry saw Malfoy and a few others talking to something in their hand, so skeeter was already being blackmailed by them, Hermione just bought one year of silence from Skeeter, the death eaters got her cooperation for life.

When the Wizengamot started again, Harry went back home, changed his outfit, and… started studying? I would have thought with the parents locked up at the Wizengamot, surely he will go over to the Abbots for a good snogging.

Xxxxx

Padawan is taking his life more seriously now, I noticed he started to read books about Runes and recognized several titles that Voldemort studied in his time. It is time to try something new, I located the memory of reading and understanding the book, and slowly fed it to Padawan's brain.

It made Harry interpret the material better without overloading his brain, motivated by his new perceptive, Harry devoured the rest of the books. I better not fry his brain by dumping all of it in one day and slowing it down to a complete stop.

It worked! I bet by the end of the Holiday, he can take his Owls or even his Newt's on Runes. Excited he asked Kreacher for a carving set and some sandstone to practice on. Kreacher showed the basement with rooms for all the courses, Runes, Enchanting, Arithmancy, transfiguration, Charms, each room was warded against spell damage and had books on the topics for all seven years. a treasure trove for a student.

By dinner time, Kreacher came in: "Master, Mistress Susi, and Hanni be asking to come here to visit."

"Thank you Kreacher, tell them to come through, I'll be right up."

When Harry arrived, he got a lecture on how to treat the wives from Hannah: "Harry Potter! So you will know for future life changing events, you give the wives a message or tell them personally to stop worrying, and inform them what happened."

Susan hugged Harry: "We followed it on the wireless Harry, can you give us a message next time? Peggy prevented us to come here sooner, she said you need time to process the meeting."

Peggy shrugged: "Dad does that, after every meeting he is making notes in his office on the meeting he just had. Try it too."

Harry blushed: "I am sorry, having girlfriends is new to me, I'll try to do better next time. I studied Runes this afternoon, it was easier than I expected, and forgot the time."

Winky popped in: "Dinner is served Mistresses Susi and Hanni."

Susan smiled: "Lead the way Winky."

My Padawan lost Winky to the Women's side of the Force! With an open mouth, Harry saw them leave.

Damon looked at Harry and asked: "Did you give Winky to Hanna and Sue?"

Harry came to his senses: "Not that I know of, I told Winky to take care of Susan and Hannah... it is in the Courtship agreement! While courting the girls, they have a say in managing my household, your father said it was to practice, I guess It transferred Winky under their command."

Damon nodded: "Dad is a tricky one. He told me to read every word ten times before I sign a contract. Did you read yours?"

Harry shrugged helplessly: "Not ten times, but Susan and Hannah helped me with the wording of the contract."

Damon shook his head: "Harry… and you are surprised Winky is calling them Mistresses already? I am nine years old, but even I can see the signs brother-in-law. Be glad they are good to you and want what is best for you."

He grinned and continued: "Mum said to see if they are a good match, look at the acceptance of the elves. Your elves are tuned to your magic. If your elves are eager to follow the girl's orders, then you will have a happy marriage."

Padawan… I don't even know if it is true or not. Tom did not care for house elves, and they avoided him like the plague. I bet the elves sensed his mutilated soul.

Well… I guess Susan and Hannah are here to stay, Harry has the ball and chain at his ankles already. He could do worse though, both girls are a 9.5 on a scale to 10 in the looks department, with pretty faces, nice tits, and killer asses. Fine stock indeed.

After dinner, Harry showed the workplaces in the basement and his newfound love for Runes: "When I came home I read some books about Runes, and find them easy to understand. I thought it would be harder to learn it, but now I regret I did not take that course. Here let me show you what I made, a silencing ward, four stones in a square, and when activated no sound can come in or out."

That is my Padawan! Do the bedroom and nobody can hear them scream!… Nobody can hear You scream! Make sure your bed does not have a high bedpost Padawan.

Peggy studied the wardstones: "Harry, these are a bit roughly carved, but this is Owl level. When did you start studying Runes?"

"I read my first book a few days ago, this afternoon however those books made a lot more sense to me. Maybe it is because of all the blocks and spells are removed by the Goblins, and the two mind-altering spells I dispelled on the train are gone. I can think better now and have a better memory due to the Occlumency I learned this week."

Susan nodded: "The Runes are in the right place and the sequence is correct. On granite, these can be used for years. I am impressed, Harry. I know you are not in our Rune class at Hogwarts. That is a good talent to have."

Hannah hugged Harry from behind: "Our hubby is awesome Sue. Here, Harry, a reward for a first working set of Runes."

Meh, it was a small peck on the cheek, a kid, and Chaperon in the room is cock blocking R16 actions.

But Padawan is happy to receive them.

They spent a half hour discussing new ways to set those wardstones up and the variations possible. Damon was interested for about twenty minutes, then he got bored: "Harry? Is there something fun to do in this house?"

Harry answered: "I doubt there is Damon, the last inhabitants were a bit strict… Kreacher? Is there a playroom that is safe for Damon's age? Good, lead him there and keep an eye on him please."

Harry joked: "Now we have to get Peggy something to do… auwa! That hurt Peggy!"

"Good, that will cool you down mister. It is only a few days since you signed the contract, you better keep it in your pants."

Hannah asked: "Have you thought about Slytherin? Or House Black if you get the Lordship?"

Harry revealed his House Black ring: "I am Lord Black already Hannah, the Black Accountant demanded I have to keep it a secret until Sirius's Will is read. To be honest, I don't know what to do with Slytherin."

Susan looked sideways at me: "So at least one other wife. Do you have one in mind?"

With a sigh, Harry sat down on a chair: "No Susan, I told you I am not used to chasing skirts, mostly because I don't know a thing about girls. Cho and Parvati can testify that."

Peggy commented: "Part of the reason is your fame Harry, girls expect you to take the initiative. There are a lot of girls hoping you ask them out, and when you do ask them, they expect that you take charge."

Yes, ten years in a cupboard and being treated like a slave, does wonders for your social skills. The five years at Hogwarts being Dumbledore's puppet did not help too. Is my Padawan a hopeless case? Will he channel Uncle Vernon in his marriage? That is a fifty/fifty chance, he did witness how they treated Duddikins, so he has some clue's how to behave.

Susan softly asked: "Can we help Harry? We have to live with them too, we have a lot of friends to select from if you want. There are a lot of purebloods and half-bloods that will get contracts this summer or next year."

Hannah pitched in: "Sue is right, from our year alone there are some, from the year below too. Only muggleborns a year higher, the others have contracts already."

Peggy sighed: "The creep that dated me took off with a muggleborn, I found out she allowed him to go all the way, while dad told me I had to wait. I am glad I waited, if he truly cared for me he would have waited. He dumped the muggleborn when he got a Job at Gringotts."

Harry comforted her: "It is his loss, Peggy, you are a kind, beautiful woman, and any bloke would be thanking Merlin on his knees to have you."

Dumbass! Learn how to read the room! You are talking about potential wives!

Peggy chuckled sadly: "Too bad you are a bit too young for me Harry, Susan, and Hanna are the lucky ones. I'll go see Damon, Hannah, we leave in one hour."

Hannah said when Peggy left: "She used to date Bill Weasley, I guess Bill never took their relationship seriously. He is a curse breaker at Gringotts now."

Susan loosened the mood: "We have one hour Hannah. Harry, guide us to a proper room please, these chairs are uncomfortable." Winky and Dobby appeared, grabbed Harry and the girls, and popped them into his bedroom.

Boy! those elves don't drop small hints, they smack you on the head with them, the room has a space with couches and a small table. At least they don't have to sit on the bed... or it is a missed chance.

Hannah and Susan each cuddled up on his side and started discussing Harry's options.

Susan started: "Well, the obvious choice is Granger, she is a long-term friend of yours, is smart, judging on the Yule ball, pretty too, the only problems are her muggle upbringing, and I doubt she wants to share. Also, she is a control freak about rules and regulations.

Harry nodded: "I think so too, I imagined that is how older bossy sisters treat their younger brother. I think I view her as an older sister by the way she behaves around me."

Susan chuckled: "The Ravenclaws call it the Mother Hen complex, she is keeping the chicks close."

Harry paled: "Now you are describing Mrs. Weasley. Do you have others in mind?"

Padawan is shopping for wives! Go for it Padawan! Scan the market, compare the goods, see the statistics, open the mouths and check their teeth, inspect the skin for defects, see if the hips are fit for easy breeding, look at the pedigree… Bloody Hell, this is the wrong checklist!… Where is the one for Humans…

Hannah said: "The most available, are the girls in Sue and my situation. The Patils, Greengrass and Davis, Parkinson, and Bulstrode are for Malfoy, which can get canceled with Daddy Malfoy in Askaban. The Carrow sisters a year below, Rowan and Wilkins from Hufflepuff, they are nice girls. Luna Lovegood can team up with Ginny Weasley."

Susan looked at Hannah: "Han! That will get Harry six wives! Why not Megan, or Sally An? Lavender Brown… she is an airhead but in the DA quite good with her wand. Ginny Weasley and Romilda Vane are fan girls but I bet eager to join."

I conjured a new imaginary bucket of Popcorn when I noticed Harry's expression when Susan named all the candidates and their qualities. Poor Padawan, so many girls to choose from… suck it up, mate! Us simple blokes had to work hard to get one! And bloody hope she is a good one. My Popcorn lost its taste.

Hannah finally said: "What about older girls? Peggy for one, but also Megan Jones' sister Hestia, or her friend Tonks, remember them? She is the metamorphmagus in our house when we were firsties."

Eventually, I had to go to my hideout when the snogging and light groping began. Well, he got some of it at last, Harry needed a clean boxer when the girls left.

He started to hear an annoying hum when he is kissing Susan and Hannah. He hoped it was not a side effect from the Force.