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Mrs. J.K., I love to play with your toys, you have a nice sandbox to play in… why do I sound like a five-year-old? Meh, I do this for free.

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Young Jedi, you matured up nicely. I guess Samhain is a good day to write that final letter. I will use these three months to boost your knowledge. After all those shitty years, you kind of deserve it. Although you are shagging seven totally gorgeous babes, you are already rewarded. Meh, it gives me something to do in the daytime and something to look at, at night. Fuck you! I need my reward too!

15 Samhain, we are moving On...

Sprout ended with: "We have made an agreement with the DMLE, to let Aurors teach the Dada classes. They will work in pairs, and switch after the new year. Although, we have, with the help of Lord Slytherin, eliminated the curse on the Dada position. With his help, we reset all the wards in the dorms to their original settings."

That last announcement made the older Slytherins pale, their fun was over. Harry did receive curious looks from everyone, getting acknowledged for setting the wards of the dorms was a big deal too bad the bloke was already married.

Xxxxx

Living in private quarters killed the chance to be a prefect, although I fail to see the benefits once you have access to the RoR. You have to patrol the school at night, guide the firsties the first weeks, what are the benefits? Taking a bath with some fancy bubbles? Even when Myrtle was here she would spy on you.

The RoR has a bigger bath with more kinds of bubbles, you can even imagine an automaton that can do a body massage. Nope, not one that does a handjob, you risk that he uses too much force and you end up singing soprano.

Harry surprised everyone with his potion skills, he came in prepared though, with high-precision measuring tools and quality equipment.

Professor Wanda was impressed: "My, I thought the quality of knowledge was at an all-time low, it seems that Professor Snape did something right."

Harry looked insulted at Wanda: "The only thing that Snape did right was to resign and get away from here as far as possible. We tutored ourselves, Professor Maximoff, this summer I had access to my libraries for the first time, I spend the whole summer catching up."

Hermione commented: "You did more than studying Harry, hence the seven wives."

Harry's head snapped to Hermione, she made a joke in class? He asked: "Who are you? Did you use Polyjuice to pretend you are Hermione? The Hermione I know never jokes in class. Where did you hide her body?"

Hermione blushed: "If you can change, Harry, then so can I."

Wanda stopped the fun: "When the comedy show is over, focus on your potion, please. There are too many things that can go wrong, so a lack of focus can cause a disaster."

Ron had a hard time focusing, he got distracted by looking at Wanda's ass and added the wrong ingredients to his cauldron. The result was a smelly mess. Wanda stood next to him and explained what he missed. Ron lost his focus completely and stuttered his apology.

Wanda noticed Ron's crush on her and shook her head: "Mr. Weasley, you better pay attention to what I say, instead of my body. For your information, I like my men tall, strong, smart, and able to look beyond my beauty. So if you want to have any chance with me, you have to ace this class first."

Ron blurted out: "So I have a chance? Thank you!"

Daphne said softly to Tracey: "Yeah he has a chance, like a snowball in Hell."

That comment ruined Tracey's potion, she lost count of the eyeballs she had to add and completely stirred the wrong way.

Tracey apologized to Wanda: "I am sorry Professor, I got distracted by your choice of men, it described our husband to the point."

Wanda looked at Tracey's feeble attempt at a joke and answered: "Too bad, he is taken, now I have to look somewhere else. Try to save your potion, it is still possible."

Young Jedi, you still can expand the Coven to eleven! Wanda is a fine specimen, we won't hold her American accent against her, in fact, it is kind of cute. And Ron can add her to the list that Harry has and he hasn't, a bloody long list if you ask me.

Anyway, Wanda was a big hit with the students, when word went out of the kind of men she is looking for, the boys started studying potions like zealots.

History was fun too, Professor Shiffer had a precious German accent, a fine figure, and a soft and gentle voice. Too bad for the boys, their blood did not reach their brains at all, it gathered all in their dingaling, and kept it rock hard during the whole lecture. At least they were awake.

Miss Naomi was forced to do the same as Wanda the second week: "Students, just like Professor Maximoff, I search for an intelligent man, that can hold a conversation about history with me without looking at my breasts."

Too bad Young Jedi, I bet they look perfect, she could be one for the Coven too you know.

There was a serious drop in Divination when Trelawney tried the same. I bet she didn't predict that outcome.

Xxxxx

In the first class with Babbling, she introduced me to the students: "Attention please, from now on Mr. Potter will attend our Newt class. Mr. Potter took his Owl for Runes at the Ministry and scored O+. He even created an artifact on the spot, that is patented, and already in use. I must say that Mr. Potter hid his talents well."

Harry shook his head and commented: "I did not hide my talents Professor, Dumbledore suppressed them with spells and potions. I am looking forwards to these classes, I like Runes very much and want to try different things with them."

Babbling nodded: "We are expecting great things from you, Mr. Potter, feel free to share your ideas if you want."

Young Jedi! That is industrial espionage! She not only wants to get them, but you also have to give them to her! She is a total TILF by the way, a Teacher I Like To Fuck. I must say the quality of teachers went up this year.

Xxxxx

Dada gave a surprise, the Aurors were an old man called Hendrix, and a young gorgeous, sexy, totally fine-looking babe, a 15 on a scale of 10! She was Hestia Jones! She floosereded in for the first class with her senior. She had to fill in when one of the Aurors called in sick.

Her mood dropped even more when the first class housed her fellow wives and husband. After introductions of the Professors, Hestia barked: "Mr. Potter! You are banned from using The Force in class! You claimed it is family magic, so it will not be studied here. The same goes for your Ladies."

Harry's "Yes dear." Got him a stinging hex: "Mr. Potter I have to remind you that I am on duty, and expect to be treated as such."

Harry smiled at Hestia: "I understand Auror Jones, I will adjust my behavior, no matter how hard it will be, and how long it will last. You will be satisfied with the result."

And… only half got the message. Young Jedi is playing a dangerous game. He can end up in handcuffs, chained on the bed or to a rack, with paddles and whips… and going on Hestia's face he is getting close.

Auror Hendrix got the class back on track: "Mr. Potter, can you explain what the curse on the Dada position was and how you solved it?"

Harry nodded: "Certainly Professor, Headmistress Sprout asked for my assistance with the wards in the Slytherin dorms, there was a curse with a password in Parseltongue that prevented her access. When I disabled that curse, I noticed that it controlled something else, it lead us to this classroom. In every corner were Runes in Parseltongue. Those Runes looked like some scratches and went unnoticed. I deactivated and removed those Runes, I am sorry that I can't show them, but they had to go."

Professor Hendrix said: "That is exactly what Headmistress explained to us Mr. Potter, Class, this is one of the dangers you can encounter, if an enemy knows where you live, he can put wards around your place that causes bad luck. Don't laugh, it has happened, two family members died before it was discovered. Just as some professors died in this school because of that curse."

The students dropped their smiles with that statement. They remembered the death toll of the last years, two deaths, one in St Mungos, one sacked, the last one in Askaban.

Professor Hendrix continued: "We are going to study spells to find, and disable those curses and wards. Some make a profession out of it. Not everyone can find them all, and you should have your home checked every year, more if you are a high-profile target. Half of this course will be researching on curses and enchantments, the other half will be wand-based lessons. Open your book to page seven, and we will discuss…"

Ok, Young Jedi, it seems you can learn something from those two, Hendrix will cover Dada, and Hestia will go Dominatrix on your ass. Fun times are ahead Young Jedi.

Xxxxx

There is an undercurrent that is starting to protest about the lack of male eye candy. With Wanda, Naomi, and Hestia, they added to Babbling and Sinistra. Five total babes, their counterparts, Flitwick, Hagrid, Filch didn't get the hormones in action with the female students. True, Snape could hardly be considered as a model, neither was Binns or Dumbledore but the current imbalance was too big to ignore.

When word came out that the Auror Hestia replaced was a young male in his twenties, the girls started to petition to restore equality, and have something to strive for. Even Harry signed the petition.

His reason: "Those tossers are lusting after my wife! Alright! I admit that I am a bit jealous… a lot jealous."

Yeah, what he did not mention was that it messed up the role-playing games at night. Hestia found a new hobby. The Strict Teacher and the Obedient Student is her favorite.

It all resulted in a rise in their grades, boys spend more attention in class, girls were feeling the pressure and followed the new trend: smart is sexy… something like that.

Harry buckled down and devoured book after book, greatly expanding his knowledge and understanding of Magic, helped by yours truly of course. It helped me too, parts of topics Riddle glanced over or ignored completely became clear.

The trip to the Chamber of Secrets and the books in Salazar's quarters were a treasure trove, rituals of all kinds, potion recipes, the books from Rowena and Helga provided an insight into how the castle was designed. Godrick's books were about battle Magic and transfiguration.

Harry was especially interested in a book about an animagus ritual, one that not only gave you one animal but several from the same species, bummer, it didn't need virgins or naked women.

After meditating, Harry discovered his base animal was a bird. No wonder, he was a natural flyer. It took a week to collect the reagents for the ritual.

After explaining the ritual to his wives, he said: "I will do the ritual first, to see if it works, and what we can do to improve it, tonight is the new moon, the perfect time to do the ritual."

The wives read the notes from Harry, Salazar wrote all his books in Parselscript, Daphne finally said: "Even if the ritual fails, there are no side effects as far as I can see."

I can see a fucking side effect! I am riding along in his body! I thought the naffer would wait and just practice the ritual, not actually go for it! It is even too late to write my last letter! Fucking dumbass!

The wives and Harry went into the forbidden forest to a clearing with a ley line crossing it, transfigured the ground into a platform, and drew the ritual heptagon, meaning Harry targets seven kinds of birds, symbolized by the tail feathers of the desired species: a sparrow, a swift, a snowy owl, a seagull, a golden eagle, and here he took a risk, a Phoenix and a Thunderbird.

In the pitch dark, each wife took a corner with Harry in the center, and started casting the chant in ancient Egypt, Harry was doing the chant in Parseltongue, according to Salazar it amplified the ritual… although he could be bragging about it.

At the height of the ritual, each wife slit their hands and spilled some of their blood on the feathers, Nimmie and Hestia, being the oldest, did the Phoenix and Thunderbird.

Even I felt the birds settling into Young Jedi… and in me too? Bloody fuck! Am I going to reincarnate as a bloody bird? I'll kill myself if I wake up in a fucking egg!

The tail feathers went up in smoke, the girls healed their wounds they lighted the platform, and Harry stood up.

He stretched out and said: "I felt the change, maybe not all birds took form but some did, I clearly noticed it."

Nimmie said: "Try one out, go from small to big."

Harry concentrated, and slid into his first animal, on the floor stood proudly... a Sparrow.. slowly he inspected himself. Bloody fuck! I am in a bird! This is sooo weird. I couldn't do a thing in here, but I felt the bird as if it was my own body.

Yeah trying to fly for the first time is bloody funny when you are not the one doing it. Young Jedi plowed the ground with his beak a few times before he got it right.

After the first success, Harry did the others, the Swift, Owl, Seagull, and Eagle went fine. The Phoenix and Thunderbird were a bust.

Harry commented: "I can feel them, but I can't quite reach them, maybe in a few months."

Luna grinned: "Hubby, we are doing me next month. I have a bird form too."

Hestia said: "The law says that when you are an animagus you have to register its shape. It doesn't say all the shapes. I suggest the Snowy Owl, then every time someone sees you they think it is Hedwig."

Nimmie objected: "No! Everyone that holds a grudge against Harry will hunt for Snowy Owls in Britain. The seagull or Swift are better options. There are a lot of them, so hunting them will be pointless."

Susan nodded at that argument: "Nimmie is right, snowy owls are not a native species and stick out like sore thumbs. I vote for the seagull, they are here all year round."

Soon everyone agreed on the seagull, Harry said at last: "I will register this Saturday at the Ministry. Or do I wait until we all have an animagus?"

Daphne said: "We have to know the exact wording of the registration law, but I am inclined to wait until we graduate or at least at the end of this school year. That way we can say we studied a year for it. We are only a few months together, when we all register an animagus, they will suspect something different than the traditional way. I doubt Harry can get away with The Force again."

Hannah commented: "Although The Force is a good excuse, they can't prove it wasn't The Force, combined with Peverell Family Magic, Harry can get away with it."

Tracey grinned evilly: "We trust in The Force Harry!"

Xxxxx

Harry studied all courses, Transfiguration came last, this was the Magic that focused mostly on the practical side, and McGonagall is the only teacher that doesn't like Harry, I think she is mad that we killed her chance to be the Headmistress, and took away her Griffindors, or she is mad we got rid of the old goat.

Harry studied it in the RoR, until he noticed that the room did the magic instead of him, when Harry did his practice outside in the forest, it became second nature, from easy to extremely complicated, Harry did it all.

With my help, Young Jedi could do his Newts and Masters in almost every course. The weeks before Samhain, he started studying Healing and Alchemy, when Samhain was only a few days away, I started to prepare my mindscape, sorting through all the courses, each got its own space, I sifted the last time through Riddles memories to find all his secrets… boy that last letter is going to be a long one.

Harry did not stay still either, he and his girls were preparing to do the Coven Ritual at Samhain, to break Harry's streak of bad luck.

The night before Samhain, or as they say Halloween, I spelled all the girls asleep with a Somnus, it gave me the time to write my letters.

Xxxxx

That morning Harry found Obi-Wan's last letter, he and his wives read them together.

Young Jedi,

Our journey together comes to an end, it was quite the ride I must say. It is time for me to come clean and explain myself… for as far as I can explain it myself.

You see, I am what remains of an old man that died from old age. The thing is, this is not my world, my world has no magic at all, only stories about it. It also happened that one of these stories is about you, yes, Harry Potter was very popular in my world. Maybe Merlin or Morgana sent the inspiration for the books to my world, I can not tell, but the books were accurate.

Imagine my surprise I woke up 25 years in the past at the fight in the ministry in Harry Potter's mind and encountered the false Horcrux of Riddle. I kicked Riddle out… and took his place. When I killed that Horcrux, I gained all the memories from Riddle, and I can tell you, that man was a monster.

I heard Dumbledore's speech that night and noticed that he Knew you were abused at the Dursleys. In my world there was a big discussion about whether Dumbledore was good or evil, that night it became clear to me he was evil to the core.

Dumbledore's plan was to let you die willingly as a sacrifice so that Riddle could not touch the people you sacrificed yourself for, it was a plus that your Horcrux would die with you too. The one he knew from the start you had in your scar.

You die and Dumbledore swoops in and saves the day. Hail the Hero! So what is the point to educate you in the wizarding way, when all he needed was a weak small kid that thought the sun shined out that old man's ass.

That was the reason I started my letters, I had to convince you that Dumbledore was using you without you running to him with the letter. In the end, it all worked out, even faster than I expected, I am a bit miffed that you did not know of Star Wars, I kind of liked being a Force Ghost.

Anyway, you are a Lord, have seven loving wives, and a bright future with a lot of kids. So I prepared my last gifts.

For your financial genius, my vote is for Silver Tongue, the first page is for you. It contains all I can remember of the development of trends and science and the companies that will take leading positions in them. Mind the butterfly effect, and you will all swim in money.

For the political wives Daphne and Susan, the second page with a list of books, and the journal from Riddle with his notes of Dumbledore's manipulations in the Wizengamot and the core laws he twisted.

Luna, the very, very smart witch that pretends to be a seer to mask her intelligence. Don't be afraid to show it to your sister-wives dear, they love you no matter what.

Nimmie and Hestia, our warriors, our guardians, keep them safe and mostly out of trouble, trouble seems to keep getting attracted to Harry.

Hannah, the main wife, your task to lead the Coven and the Family will be hard but rewarding. You have my blessing, and I know you will create a loving home.

Last but not least, Young Jedi, the last two letters are the secrets of Riddle, his secret stashes, safe houses, and allies. A lot of his treasures he robbed from other Families, return the ones you want, keep the rest, make copies, do whatever you want with them.

Hey! I am out of things to say… maybe some platitudes will do... Live Long and Prosper, no that is from the wrong show, I am still not happy that you are a Trekkie, Luna!

I wish you all the love, luck, and happiness in your life and that of your wives.

May The Force always be with you Young Jedi

Obi-Wan Kenobi.

Xxxxx

Nimmie asked: "Is he gone now, Harry?"

Harry shrugged: "How would I know? I never even knew he was in my head, I thought he was like those Force Ghosts from Star Wars, you know? Omnipresent? Either way, the Peverell Grimoire said he would move on after two letters."

Tracey read her letter and commented: "Well, Obi-Wan provided for us alright. This letter will make us filthy rich."

Luna said: "Hubby, to find out that he is gone is easy, take a book that you haven't read yet a read it. If Obi-Wan is still there you will understand it faster than usual."

Hannah hugged Luna: "Proving you are very, very smart already Luna? It is a great idea though. Harry, try a book."

Harry looked at Hannah and said: "Honey? Can you point me to a book I haven't read yet? I have been living in the library and the RoR these last months."

Luna interrupted: "What worries me is that Obi-Wan will be gone. What if this is a real story? And Obi-Wan the Main Character? If he is gone will we disappear? Are we at the end of a story or at the beginning of our new life as a Coven?"

Harry grumbled: "If this is a story then I had a shitty Author. I spent ten years in that bloody cupboard. They could at least put me in the smallest bedroom."

Nimmy hugged Harry: "Yes, poor Harry, every boy has seven wives and millions in the bank. Your life sucks, I agree."

Harry slapped Nimmie's ass: "That is not what I mean, and you know it. Story or not, it doesn't matter, tonight we form our Coven and live happily ever after."

Daphne commented: "We can go to the Peverell vault to check the Grimoire, maybe there is another message."

Susan nodded: "I bet there will be one. These months changed our lives, I for one am grateful to Obi-Wan. Without him, I would never get together with Harry."

Xxxxx

Harry opened his trunk to get his material for the ritual when he found another letter.

Young Jedi,

I wanted to inform you without the others that something happened when I was almost done writing, yes, I used your body at night to write the letters.

Without my control, those Hallows flew to me, the wand snapped in my hand, and it raised upwards. The cloak got on my back, the ring was already on your finger.

Well, it was out of my control, I? You? We? Claimed to be the Master of Death.

I am not certain what it means or what the consequences will be. What I do know is that you have to keep this quiet. When people find out about it, every nutcase will be challenging you for those Hallows.

Be safe Young Jedi.

May The Force be with you.

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Harry had to read the letter twice to understand the implications, those Hallows had a mind of their own! With a thought, he burned the letter.

Surprised by the shape and the color of the flames, Harry paused, those flames looked familiar… suddenly it hit him! Those were Phoenix flames! Harry concentrated and tried to feel his Phoenix animagus, this time it came naturally, without a problem Harry became a Phoenix. With his screech, the girls came back into the room and spotted the green eyes on the Phoenix.

Hannah asked: "What changed that you are now able to transform Harry?"

Harry flew in the air and landed on Hannah's shoulder, singing a happy song, it distracted them enough to stop the questioning.

Luna asked innocently: "so… who is holding Harry while I pull some tail feathers?"

Harry's head snapped in Luna's direction and he glared at her, chirping like mad at the implied torture. When Harry changed back he said: "Luna! Last week we did your animagus ritual, there was a Phoenix in too. When you get it, I will pluck your ass clean! Hannah, I don't know what changed, maybe Obi-Wan leaving us caused it."

Luna whimpered, holding her hands on her ass, already feeling the phantom pain of getting plucked.

Xxxxx

The Coven ritual went without a hitch, Harry and his wives are now Magically bonded. The ritual took place in the Druid Temple ruin on the Peverells' Ancestral grounds. A ward to repel curious visitors was enough to get privacy, the parents and Hermione were witnessing the bonding, while the Magic was noticed in a fifty miles radius as a happy feeling.

Amelia was the first to congratulate them: "The future is yours now Harry, the magic bonding was very strong, I bet your Coven will be famous in no time at all. Congratulations to you all girls."

Cyrus Greengrass commented: "Indeed, the future is yours. You already changed the wizarding world for the better, I say the future is in good hands."

Xxxxx

The next day at Gringotts, the Coven visited the Peverell vault. Inside, Harry saw a new page on the Grimoire. It said:

Welcome my successor, all is back how it should be thanks to Obi-Wan Kenobi, as a reward, both of you are sharing the title the Peverells had for centuries. Do not look for him, he moved to another universe to help your counterpart survive Dumbledore's machinations.

Your task here is to guide wizardkind to a better future. With the help of your Coven, it will be an easy task.

Live Long and Prosper, my descendant.

Luna whispered: "I knew Star Trek is better than Star Wars! Hah! Take that with you Obi-Wan! I bet it was Q that did all of this."

Xxxxx

In another Universe, the old man woke up in a new body… he wiggled his left toe… Hmm? It worked at once? Then he moved his limbs, that went well too. He noticed he was in a bed, the room was sober but clean, with no indication of where or when he is.

He tried to enter this body's memory, when it all slammed into his head, he knew he was fucked. This is not a reward! This is slavery!

A fucking orphan! And get this, born in 1980 FFS! I am in another Harry Potter story!