THIS IS IT!
FINAL CHAPTER!
AFTER THIS ONE WE ARE FOCUSED ENTIRELY ON THE TIMELINE LEADING HARRY INTO THE MCU/DCU - WITH STAR TREK & STAR WARS MERGING EVENTUALLY
MORE FLASHBACKS AS WELL TO FRESHEN UP THE PACE OF THE STORY!
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The opening of the Chamber of Secrets would have been of great concern for Harry Potter, his friends, family, and the rest of the students at Hogwarts, yet the Basilisk wasn't an issue at all, as it never appeared after harm came to Filch's cat.
None knew Harry had gone off with a few of his friends to find the entrance into the chamber, only to discover Ginny Weasley possessed and covered in the blood of Miss Norris.
Daphne happened to be present and quickly stunned Ginny before whisking her away, but not before noticing the dark artifact in her possession.
She wasn't aware of what exactly it could do, but Daphne wasn't the heir to a pureblood noble House for nothing without being educated on such matters to safeguard against any sort of possible attack from an enemy and rival.
Making the item known to Harry saw it quickly sealed away in a titanium lined box someone always kept on hand, just in case they came across a dark artifact.
The values of titanium and its ability to cancel out magic was told to the group of friends long ago by private tutors organised by House Heiðran.
Learning of the potential titanium had, the group of friends had created a small box for emergencies, a fact Arcturus quite liked and stated to the children that it must always be on hand in times of danger or adventure.
Therefore, they had no issues with the diary once it was sealed inside of the metal box and left with Daphne and Tracey as they escorted Ginny to the infirmary, while the rest of the group trudged on.
Not all went down to the chamber, with a few standing guard outside of the bathroom on the second floor, while others went to inform faculty, yet Harry, Neville, Blaise, Seamus, Justin, Ernest, Dean, and Ronald continued on until they saw the giant snake skin outside of the chamber doors.
It caused a few to step away from going any further, and reassess if it was worthwhile continuing ahead, but a firm sigh from Harry and Neville stepping forward made the decision for everyone.
Once inside, Harry tried out several calls to draw the Basilisk, which came out on the far end of the grand chamber, only to question why it was called.
Surprisingly, the Basilisk cried out in joy at having sensed a True Heir in her chamber, however they hadn't made their claim true according to magic.
Once Harry told the rest of his friends what the Basilisk had told him, Neville, and Blaise both advised their friend to make the proclamation now, in front of them as his witnesses if need be.
And before Harry knew it, the Basilisk, Siaree, had become one of his first familiars, though one bound to Hogwarts as its protector and guardian.
Yet this didn't stop Siaree from blessing her new Master, by pricking his skin on the shoulder while sending some of her venom into his blood.
She didn't solely give Harry the gift as a couple others, especially the magically raised, saw the value in what Harry received as it meant they would be immune to poisons and gain a healing factor that exceeded their normal capacity.
However, it only took effect once Fawkes arrived and cried tears into their wounds, so the Basilisk venom didn't completely take over, creating a new harmony within their blood.
Both Siaree and Fawkes continued to contribute as much aid as possible, by further enacting a magical ritual that helped settle the changes in each of the children who accepted their blessings.
They couldn't really tell straight away, expect for Harry as he felt his mind become lighter than ever before, though gained knowledge and strengths he'd not expected, especially when it came from a foe he'd rather not bother dealing with any further.
Sadly, that wasn't possible for Harry Potter, as the following year saw him battle against Fenrir Greyback after the madman took up residence in the Forbidden Forest to increase the number of followers in his pack, so they have enough for Voldemort's war in the future.
Remus Lupin found himself brought in to educate the students while tracking down Fenrir, though the Professor wasn't forced to make the kill, as that honour fell to Harry.
He was kidnapped along with Neville, Dean, Ronald, and Justin, as they were heading back to the castle from Hogsmeade.
Dementors were present to help restrict Fenrir's movements, however more often than not they attacked students if they stepped outside of the boundary protecting them.
Professor Heiðran made his thoughts on such creatures known during their Defence Against the Dark Arts class, a subject Harry had come to enjoy ever since his first year.
For a long time now, the subject was taught by Professor Heiðran, if not another member of their Household, giving students a strong chance at surviving outside of the school grounds if they were ever to come up against various dark creatures.
None but a few like Dumbledore knew of the possible curse placed on the position of Professor for Defence Against the Dark Arts, since the early days had a couple years of consistent bad luck for whoever took on the role.
But after House Heiðran invested their time and effort to manage the class, none had ever passed on, especially the longest serving Professor in the current day and age, Seron Charles Heiðran.
The Professor had come to their aid, along with Severus Snape, Remus Lupin, and surprisingly, Sirius Black.
Against the numerous Werewolves created by Fenrir by the madman's side, a full magical battle occurred in the depths of the Forbidden Forest.
Sadly, none knew of the ruthlessness of one foe who was prepared for everything, as Seron called on the Acromantula nest to attack the Werewolves.
Aragog had made a deal with Seron a long time ago to continue living in the forest, but the specifics weren't known to the rest, nor did they really care as they wanted to save the children, all of whom came charging out of the shack they were kept in, with Harry leading the way.
Neville somehow found himself wielding the Sword of Gryffindor, and dove into the middle of the conflict with Harry beside him, wielding a weapon of his own, slashing, stabbing, and dodging through the rabid Werewolves after losing their rationality because of the full moon barring down.
Thankfully the aid of the Acromantula meant the Werewolves weren't much of a threat for long, especially after Fenrir fell to Remus's slicing hex.
However, the event told everything in Harry's friend circle to train for future attacks due to their connection with The Boy Who Lived.
Seron spoke to Arcturus and Charlus so they were in the loop and able to supply all the necessary goods for the children.
By the time the holidays came around for the end of the school year, the group of friends were whisked away daily for training and further tutoring.
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Only when the fourth year came around did they get a break for only a few weeks before the new year started.
It happened to be the most important year for Harry as well compared to the last, as the Tri-Wizard Cup had restarted, and as fate would have it, his name would appear.
Yet this tournament was far from simple, as there weren't just the European schools called to participate.
House Heiðran were held in high prestige around the world, as they had a hand in developing a large part of the magical world to what it was today.
Therefore, it wasn't a stretch for Seron to call the other Premier Magical Institutions to participate, so the tournament became one of the greatest known to date, just by the sheer number of schools taking part.
This further led to other developments around Hogwarts, Hogsmeade, and the lands surrounding them, such as the removal of the Acromantula to a private island owned by House Heiðran.
The Centaurs, Dwarves, Goblins, Merfolk, Veela, and plenty of other magical beings were included in the plans for developing the tournament.
They decided to build a community centre from where all visitors could arrive at the grounds and then venture about as they pleased.
It eventually held art pieces of magical and mundane kind, showcasing the ingenuity of various crafts, though it also held the gate leading to the open community market for all to utilise freely.
Nearby, a hotel for guests to stay at was built, however Hogsmeade made itself readily available for incoming guests who wished to spend the entire year in the area.
That led to plenty of events being organised for the entire year, including a unique league of Quidditch that involved all of the schools, as well as custom teams set up by the students themselves.
Best of all though was the educational experience available for all students as the schools communicate with one another to not only bring their own temporary housing and school facilities but to also give everyone the Hogwarts educational experience.
So, on the day of the other school's arrival, all of them were sorted by Gryff and placed in Hogwarts Houses, even gaining the uniform, though they had the ability to wear hybrid uniforms that also accentuated their school colours and styles.
Everything seemed swell until the following night when the champions were chosen.
This time around, the tournament would allow for three students from each school to participate in all the three tasks, with plenty small ones organised throughout the year to gain extra points or 'gifts' to ease the following task event.
At the same time, they were encouraged to involve themselves in other events hosted around the grounds and nearby the community centre, as an arena was built beside the improved quidditch stadium.
Sadly, after all the schools had their champions chosen, the goblet flared and spat out three more names, Neville Longbottom, Harry Potter, and Hermione Granger.
Unable to participate under the banner of their school, the three were forced to participate, but allowed to represent House Heiðran as the family was known to operate dozens of magical education facilities around the world.
Professor Seron became their 'Dean' or 'Headmaster', but otherwise everything proceeded as usual, besides the uniform they wore while participating in the tournament.
First off though, they headed to the Gringotts Bank in Diagon Alley, so Hermione could have an inheritance test conducted as soon as possible.
To everyone's delight, Hermione was able to inherit the Dagworth line, ancient potioneers to have furthered their field a long time ago.
Furthermore, she also gained the chance to inherit another line that didn't promote their successor via bloodline but acts to further the magical world.
In this case, the Magical Lineage of Morgana Le Fay had made itself present to her, causing quite the stir for all those present, which included her parents, Harry, his 'grandparents' Charlus, and Dorea Potter, including Grandpa Arcturus, Neville, and his grandparents, and last of all, Professor Seron.
Neville, and Harry even noticed Professor Seron grinning before it disappeared and calm stoic mood settled in its place.
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They left after visiting the vaults and taking away some armours and robes to possibly wear or inspect closely so they could create their own uniform for the tournament.
Following the last idea, they each created uniforms that incorporated the colours of their Magical Lineages, but also House Heiðran and a new crest that spoke of the alliance forged by the three Houses at Gringotts.
Proposed by Charlus, while remembering the alliance renewed between House Potter and Black, a few new alliances were forged with the aid of the Goblins.
House Potter, Dagworth-Granger, and Longbottom were in an alliance that had the option to grow so others like the Weasleys, Greengrass, Davis, Zabini, Bone, and so forth could join.
House Black was included in this alliance as well, however as there wasn't any youth from their family of Harry's generation currently at Hogwarts, Arcturus named Harry his heir after Sirius, with the blessings of Charlus and Dorea.
Petunia and Vernon should have been their as well, however they'd left the magical side of responsibilities with Harry's grandparents, knowing the two would do everything in their power to stop harm from befalling the grandchild of Fleamont and Euphemia Potter.
Neville wasn't left out from the visit to Gringotts, as Drognir spoke of his prowess to the Goblin Nation, which led to a meeting with King Ragnor who gifted an axe once wielded by an ancestor of Clan Longbjorn.
The King advised Neville he was capable of accepting the legacy of Godric Gryffindor, but his legacy and fortune were two different things in the eyes of the Goblins, and the Hogwarts founder.
Neville had an inkling as to what needed to be done, but it wasn't anything he could achieve at Gringotts, as the legacy remained sealed away within the castle.
He wasn't wrong, as upon his return, Neville dripped some of his blood on the blade of Gryffindor until it accepted him as its newest wielder.
After that, he travelled to the Headmaster's office and retrieved Gryff, only for the Sorting Hat to impart where to go and find the legacy of Gryffindor.
It happened to be under the nose of all the students present and past, with a door hidden under the Fidelius Charm, leading straight into Godric's private quarters that had access to his Hogwarts vault.
None thought much of it at the time, but as they progressed through the school year, they found themselves spending more time each day training in the Room of Requirement or one of the many Recreational Halls throughout the castle.
This drew the attention of other students, young and older, to join and see the difference it made.
For many they quit within a short few days but for the resilient, they carried on until they saw the changes to their health and how easier it was wielding their magic.
They all joined Harry's growing circle, and even made suggestions for it to further expand through simple but genuinely honest tasks.
Compiling notes from all the year levels, they had Harry create Hogwarts Study Guide, sold easily to students so they could better understand their subjects and practice well in advance for exams.
It made more money than anyone thought as the school also stamped the series as approved, and requested it was updated yearly or every second one, so students were up to date with the subjects.
The money was split amongst all who spent their time forming the Study Guide, but most asked for a fund to be created from it for their club.
They were all close with one another by this point and wanted to continue their friendship after school, so the club became a way to meet and develop their skills while catching up.
It quickly too became the place for everyone to discuss financial plans to invest the money they made from the Study Guide to prepare for Voldemort's return.
None of Harry's friend circle believed the man was dead, especially after discovering the Horcrux diary artifact on Ginny during her first year at Hogwarts.
Therefore, none were surprised to learn of the man's return after seeing his revival through the many magical monitors set up by one of the MagiTech companies in operation.
They couldn't do anything as Neville, Hermione and Harry fought against the growing number of Death Eaters, until Professor Seron arrived to handle the foes.
This surprised many seated throughout the Final's Arena, as none expected the man to discover where the children were located, though none spoke up with their full attention on the screens.
Seron fought over a dozen Death Eaters with the three kids assisting here and there, however it was far from ideal as Voldemort wasn't holding back his attacks and charged on ahead like there was nothing else on his mind but death to all that opposed him.
Sadly, for Voldemort, Seron created a large enough distraction that everyone escaped via the Portkey, except for the Professor who continued to battle on against the Death Eaters, now that the children were gone.
Many fell under his raging power with precision accuracy; however, a lucky curse struck him in the back as he apparated from the graveyard and arrived on the lawns of the stadium leading into the maze of the last event.
None knew it yet, but that curse had left its mark on Seron as it slowly killed the man over the course of the next year, leading up to his fall in battle.
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Leading up to the fifth year Harry and the others trained their magic diligently, and further expanded their knowledge pool, until it was time to head back to Hogwarts.
However, none expected to see a ministry official as part of the faculty, especially one who was known for her cruel streak while abusing her authority.
Thankfully the Pink Toad was kept in line throughout the year by Professor Seron, but more than once did the entire student body hear him curse her miserable existence.
It secured her fate to be the most disliked individual amongst the faculty, especially for those not of humankind, so she made plenty of enemies in a short period of time.
She eventually was removed from her position after harming children privately in her office and was caught by Seron, but sadly she came back to haunt them all during their raid of the ministry in London.
But until that unfortunate arrived, Harry and his friends continued with their training, aware that the would be a day they'd have to fight against Voldemort and his army.
What they weren't aware of was the work performed by Charlus, Arcturus, Seron, Sirius, Remus, and many others to safeguard the future of Magical Britain.
So, when Harry had a vision of Sirius being attacked in the Ministry, he gathered his friends out of fear and worry for his godfather.
Neville followed his brother all but in blood to save the one man who was the closest father figure they both shared throughout their childhood.
They never expected to find more than their entire class year of students ready to leave for the ministry, equipped in various items and armour provided by House Black, Potter, and Heiðran.
Yet most were given other tasks to fulfil while a core number of people were left with finding Sirius, but no matter which group anyone was part of, they had the skill and training to survive all encounters.
However, for Harry, the escape from the Department of Mysteries left him stuck in the Time Chamber, alone with another Death Eater sent by Lucius Malfoy to capture him for Voldemort.
Sadly, their little due caused a reaction that would send Harry Potter to meet with Lady Death, and begin his journey as her faithful wizarding servant.
But as one left the realm of the living, another took his place as determined by Fate and Destiny long ago to ensure their vision for the future occurred, even if beings like Lady Magic weren't too pleased with their choice.
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"So… shall we begin?" stated Harry calmly after apparating outside of the Time Chamber door, and walked inside to see if there was anything to clean up after his past self's exit.
To his joy, there wasn't anything besides a couple undamaged Time Turners remaining on the broken shelves, all of which Harry stored away into a ring with a wave of his hand, before racing to catch up to his friends heading to the clearing where the Veil remained.
He arrived just as the Death Eaters swooped in and started attacking on the field, trying to reach out and grab his friends, but failed as they all fought back.
Harry joined them, Elder Wand in hand, though one moulded differently to not match the wand in the hands of Dumbledore.
The wand took on its golden and dark shade after the Elder Wand native to this world joined with the other one already bound to his soul.
In its current state, Harry had more than enough power and strength to deal with the trouble at hand, as he dashed into the fight, shaping his armour to appear like the clothes he wore before ending up in Death's service.
"Neville call them forth!
Blood of Longbjorn!" a cold wave of air rushed through the enclosed open space of the Veil as two weapons appeared in the grasp of the Heir to House Longbottom, with the Sword of Gryffindor absorbing his wand for the time being.
Sensing greater power coursing through his body, Neville rushed at Bellatrix, sending a bolt of icy blue lightning into the mad witch's body, only stopping at her body made a hard crack against the far war.
Momentarily everything froze before Harry sent off the next few curses and spells at the stunned Death Eaters watching Neville fearfully.
Hermione, Daphne, Blaise, Seamus, Dean, Luna, Weasley Twins, Ronald, Ginny, and many others started to fire off spells as well, catching many Death Eaters just as Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and other members of the Order of the Phoenix arrived.
Yet at that point, Harry began to move on from the area, after seeing everyone was either captured, killed, or injured enough to do nothing more than wither away while waiting for medical attention.
What Harry didn't expect was seeing Neville right beside him, along with Blaise, and Ronald as they raced of the Department and made their way eventually to the Atrium.
None spoke a word between each other as the racing into the open area leading into the Ministry, where Voldemort stood, waiting with several men dressed in a unique set of robes that different to the Death Eaters, but somewhat similar.
Sighing to himself, Harry realised Voldemort had for one reason or another revised the Knight of Walpurgis to serve at his side, meaning the Death Eaters had become his grunt force, which made sense considering the number of people they had to face off against at the Veil.
"Take him, Harry… we will deal with the rest." Spoke Ronald, with his eyes locked on the Knights of Walpurgis, never once blinking out of worry they might attack in that moment.
On Ronald's call, the four boys squared up next to each other, staring down their opponents with each facing no more than one knight, while Harry went up against Voldemort.
The man in question also broke the silence, gloating openly as if everything had fallen correctly into place according to his plans.
"Come, come, Harry Potter.
Coming to face your doom as a respectable wizard, even if your traitorous blood shares that of a mudblood."
Harry simply smirked, "The very same who killed you the first time, and whose son shall end you again, if not today, then the next time you I see your ugly mug, Tom Marvolo Riddle."
Nothing more had to be said as Blaise and Neville coordinated an attack, sending out a spell of theirs to crash against one another, generating a white fog, after which they both sent off another spell though it was nothing more than a small ball of fire.
However, it resulted in a combustion blast that sent the Knights flying in all directions, including Voldemort, who wasn't prepared for the strange attack.
In fact, none of Voldemort's forces understood how the children fought as they used various methods that seemed rather childish and experimental but resulted in devastating damage majority of the time.
Neville and Ronald fought ruthlessly, getting in close and striking hard at the Knights, while Blaise like his distance, since he needed no more than minimal movement to strike back at his foe, while covering the backs of his friends.
Harry on the other hand remained calm and steady, approaching Voldemort like a predator, as the man in question tried to stand up and retrieve his wand but failed.
Only when another Knight fell nearby, that Voldemort was able to retrieve a wand and get his own back, while pushing Neville back, only to find himself on the defensive as Blaise fired off several deadly curses capable of crippling anyone for a couple hours easily, yet for a capable wizard it was nothing more than a nuisance.
Voldemort steadied himself as Harry gave him the space to gain his breath back, only for Dumbledore's voice to echo through the ruined Atrium.
"Hello Tom…
It was foolish of you to come tonight… the Aurors are on their way."
"By then I shall be gone, you shall be dead at my feet."
"The fuck you will!" roared Harry, firing off several spells with a couple falling short to send the ground into the air before the rumble was transfigured into spikes and other sharp objects.
Voldemort destroyed all that came at his body, but a few spikes got through his defence and caused plenty of temporary harm.
He healed some of it before deal with Dumbledore, but it still wasn't easy for the Dark Lord to fend off two powerful wizards at once.
What nearly made him pause was the attendance of Seron, though the man appeared weaker, and his magic wasn't as potent as before.
Yet his Knights were fairing anything better, struggling against children less than half their age, so Voldemort became a little desperate to escape but knew it was a long shot in their current situation.
To even up the field, he fired a deadly spell at Seron randomly as one of his Knights engaged the man after sending Heir Zabini flying back.
However, that short moment where everyone stood silent as Seron collapsed harshly from the impact of his spell, gave way for his discharge widespread spell, not only harming himself in its use partially, but also the Knights and everyone else in the vicinity.
Though only three of his Knights could make the escape as the fourth was stuck battling off a furious and raging Heir Zabini.
The child now wielded a rapier in hand, and rushed at his Knight, striking harshly at his… solider desperate to make his escape, but failed.
Nothing seeing any worth in the failed Knight of his unable to beat away an unruly child, Lord Voldemort escaped with the rest of his brethren, leaving the last Knight to suffer at the hands ofHeir Zabini.
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Before Voldemort and his Knights made their escape, Fudge, and the rest of the ministry workers, including journalists had arrived in the Atrium to see children fending off the Knights of Walpurgis and Harry battling Voldemort with ease.
They also witnessed the deadly spell that made contact with Professor Seron Heiðran, an elder amongst the Magical Britain community for all his work in educating each generation in the Defense Against the Dark Arts.
Other times he offered a helping hand to students not sure of what to do with their lives outside of Hogwarts, but most of all he stood as a pillar of Magical Britain on the international stage.
This only meant the importance of the day's events couldn't be shuffled around or ignored as news made its way around society of Seron's impending death.
In fact, the news was released on purpose by House Heiðran, to give Seron a noble end for all he had done to serve the Household and the magical world.
The truth was rather simple, as the man was nothing more than a character played by Harry over the years leading up to his disappearance during the Battle of the Ministry.
His decline over the past year was to make way for Harry to rise and take over the Heiðran House as its chosen Formaðr, strengthening his position in the war to come and further on.
Yet the effect of Seron dying from the battle had scarred all the children who'd partaken in the battle as they saw their professor in high esteem and truly cared for the man.
Seron had also taught many generations, many of whose children were also taught by him, so it was a sad affair when the day came of his death.
Those who were fighting beside him in the Atrium were in attendance, even if they felt the guiltiest, he continued to shout his displeasure at their behaviour for thinking it was their fault.
"Fools the lot of ya!
I will not say it again… you are not at fault!
My time has been nearing its end for a while now, and it only became a sure thing towards the end of last year… so be at peace, children." Said Seron to the children in the hopes they would move past self-blame.
He was right mostly, yet Blaise still suffered immense guilt as he fought beside the Professor and eased up his defence once he started to join the battle against the Knight.
Blaise kept blaming himself for not keeping his eyes on the surroundings for any unwanted or sudden attack, but his own lack of vigilance cost him and everyone else a great teacher and protector.
Seeing the child wasn't going to stop blaming himself anytime soon if he didn't try harder, Seron tried the next best thing, "Son… come here." he beckoned.
Waving to one of the Heiðran guardsmen, they retrieved his sword and wand, while another guard helped Seron to be on his hospital bed in Hogwarts infirmary.
"Kneel, son…" commanded Seron, struggling to breathe as he willed his magic.
Blaise knelt in front of the professor, confused but strangely intrigued at what was about to occur.
"Blaise Zabini, in having witnessed your bravery and willingness to fight against evil, the sinful, and the corrupt, beside your brothers and on your own, for this… I, Seron Charles, the Formaðr of House Heiðran do by ask… will you continue to see that your fight is always against those today, and any others that may fail the moralities of humanity?"
Blaise didn't need to think of an answer as it came to him naturally, "I will."
"Then by my will, you shall be the Shield to protect the innocents, while the Sword to slay those that exploit and harm the weak for their own greed.
I name you the Dauðan's Sverð, Blaise Zabini."
The sword floated above Blaise and tapped both shoulders, lightly on the one injured in the battle, before a light tap on the head, as the magiks of Seron's will and intent went into the proclamation that went into giving Blaise his title.
Harry had actually figured out how to set up his magical energy and alter his energy signature in the golems to give them free will to allow for magically bound agreements.
Therefore, there wasn't any disagreement from Blaise or anyone else for that matter as Seron called Harry forth and asked him to kneel.
"Child… you already have too many duties and responsibilities weighing you down, however they seem to lift you higher and forge you into a greater version of yourself that understands the problems that come with those roles and power.
So, forgive me… however I must do this." Everyone listened closely but worried about what might befall Harry with only a few understanding what may come next however none were not positive of their thought panning out.
"Harry James Fleamont Charlus Arcturus Sirius Remus Potter-Black, I, Seron Charles, the Formaðr of House Heiðran entrust the power and authority of Formaðr of House Heiðran after my death, and you shall act as my Heir if the council finds you too young or inadequate to take on the responsibilities of the position.
Do you accept, child?"
"I do." Replied Harry firmly, never staring away from Seron as the elder man began to relax in his bed and quickly began to fade away with a bright smile on his face.
"Then I leave it in your capable hands, my child." Were the last words that left his mouth, before one of the greatest Defence Against the Dark Arts Professors in a very long time, passed away and began his next Great Adventure.
Hogwarts on the other hand mourned for the Professor it had lost, with hundreds and thousands arriving at the funeral held for the man by House Heiðran, at the behest of their new Formaðr.
News reported publicly was House Heiðran believed their former Formaðr made the right decision and fully accepted Harry Potter though not before he went through some trials.
In reality nothing of the sort happened, but a grand funeral was held for Seron Charles Heiðran, which brought all sorts of people and beings, even forging new alliances to battle against Voldemort and his forces.
One guest no one expected to see at the funeral, or rather a family, were the Olympithia Vampiric Royal Family.
Dressed in all the grand flair their title gave them, the members of the Olympithia Vampiric Royal Family present were displaying their respect to the man they had accepted as a dear friend.
Dumbledore had tried to interact with the members of the Olympithia Vampiric Royal Family but stopped when Harry walked over and introduced himself as the new Formaðr.
He spoke of Seron's final battle and his last moments, which included Blaise Zabini, who became the centre of their attention once Harry introduced him since the man stood right beside him.
Blaise had taken Seron's words quite literally, and began to train heavily in all weapon styles, while typically wielding a sword and shield.
But that never stopped his focus on a magical education to strengthen his size in the field and outside of it too.
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While Harry continued chatting away with the 'friendly' Olympithia Vampiric Royal Family, he in truth was communicating with Edward and Bella Cullen, having brought them along to this world as his enforcers amongst the vampiric society.
With the help of the Heiðruind Clan and Akaydrazel Trading Company eons ago, they became the overseeing power for all Vampires and brought stability to their world with meals and lifestyles much the same to humans, but with the restrictions of relying on blood and unable to walk freely in the sunlight.
The last issue was solved long ago as well by researchers of the Terra Empire in the other world, so it wasn't much of an issue to release it here, especially when the Vampires became a fighting force for the Heiðruind Clan.
It still continued on through to House Heiðran, with Edward and Bella travelling over to ensure nothing had changed and to see if their forces should come out to assist in the war.
While he accepted some of their help, the rest was utilised for other tasks that needed to go into full gear with the Akaydrazel Corporation supporting their actions.
Unfortunately, this would ruffle plenty of feathers in the British Ministry of Magic, weeding out spies and corrupt individuals only working to harm the organisation designed to serve the people.
It first started with the reshuffling of the Wizengamot, with the recently caught Death Eaters and Knight of Walpurgis having their family seats taken away, and given to others as House Heiðran oversaw judgement, jury, and execution, like the days of old.
Harry sat in the seat of House Heiðran, while Charlus remained seated as Regent for House Potter.
Seated beside him were Neville Longbottom, Blaise Zabini, Ronald Weasley, and Ernest Macmilian, as they the chosen Guard of House Heiðran.
They would be conducting the hearing, judgement, and execution in place of Harry if he asked it of them, but in this case, they would stay stead beside him while the rest of his friends were in the stands, watching the proceedings closely.
All who were captured during the battle at the ministry were brought forward except for Malfoy as he'd escaped through sheer luck when being transported.
No matter as the rest were brought forth and examined thoroughly via veritasium, unravelling all the nasty acts they conducted in the name of Lord Voldemort and for their own selfish reasons.
They were executed by Harry and his chosen Guard, removing the head of each wizard and witch that participated in the raid of the ministry.
For some it was a dark day signaling change, whereas others saw it as the moment when everything began to improve for the better.
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Heading over to Gringotts in his spare time after leaving Hogwarts once school finished for the year, Harry took over the remaining Lordships he was entitled to and sent out letters to his respective regents he'd chosen to sit in the Wizengamot.
At the same time, he focused on activating particular projects that had remained dormant or the authorisation to commence the next step.
Most of the focus was on improving the status of magical society, but the plan was to start the removal of the society from the world at a later date.
However, they continued with improving day to day life of magical beings, and it started with numerous ideas they already had created in the other world.
Modular Quidditch Brooms had hit the market, as well as the Magical Computers, though the only ones to make real use of the items were the few willing to step outside of the box Magical Britain had found themselves trapped in.
Other products were released and flooded into the market, generating wealth unlike ever before, but House Heiðran and the Akaydrazel Trading Company already had more wealth than any other family or corporation.
While it couldn't be released to the public, at least not in this world, Harry still brought improvements to the world, creating whole new industries to support his efforts.
Majority of the work was covered by the Akaydrazel Corporation, as it reached out into all sorts of industries, with the backing of the most elite financial and banking institution in the world, which was an inhouse organisation.
So, there wasn't any real worry about losses generating from the new products on offer.
Yet the goods directed towards personal protection and gearing up Aurors, found themselves being bought up religiously by the British Ministry of Magic as Voldemort's youthful followers were wrecking more havoc than expected.
They were met by tough opposition via the Wolves of House Heiðran, thoroughly beating ending the life of any who dared to disrupt public's peace for their own sick amusement.
The efforts of House Heiðran and the Order of the Phoenix eventually caused Voldemort to be left with minimal forces by the end of the year, leading the man to make a rushed grab at power by dragging old European families into the Second Great Britain Blood War.
By the time he was ready for an attack the following year, Harry had completely reenforced Hogwarts, Hogsmeade and any other part of Magical Britain he could in preparation.
Thankfully, Voldemort wasn't one to break away from habits, so he attacked Hogsmeade and Hogwarts, only to see his forces slaughter and along with himself.
A ruthless battle that saw only a few losses from Harry's side but nothing they couldn't recover from, so their attention went to repairing the damage to the castle and surrounding lands.
It should have been a joyous occasion for everyone including Harry, but his mind and spirit were elsewhere, speaking with the spiritual embodiment of Lady Magic.
"So… you have succeeded, child."
"Indeed, My Lady.
All that remains to do now is revitalise the magical world before it further delves into creating madman once more." Calmly replied Harry while serving Lady Magic a cup of freshly brewed tea while they both peered out of the broad windows of a private room in Hogwarts.
"I see…
While I am proud of all you have accomplished so far, I will require your aid to begin the end of Magic for this world.
There is no means of integration anymore between the two societies without war and conflict further down the road if not today.
I shall give you a decade but to accomplish the task, I will grant my aid once at a time you require it most."
Harry took a moment to realise what was being asked of him, even if a part of him wanted to deny it, there was no option to do so without consequences.
"As you command Lady Magic, but I must ask, may I call on you once, outside of the gift of your assistance, to inform the magical world of its sentence by your will?"
Harry had to wait for a full minute before he received his answer, "Acceptable," after which she left, leaving the wizard behind to think of the next decade of events he had to organise to prepare everyone.
Thus began a plan that once more involved the Veil, however the difficulty was far greater than he could have imagined when it was asked of him.
However, people like Milly made it easier to cope with, therefore she was called on immediately by Harry so they could discuss the plans for the years to come.
What he hadn't expected to see from Milly was the urgency placed on the project, causing her to send members of House Heiðran to begin operations in securing magical goods from around the world.
It included creatures, plants, food, items, and anything else they could get their hands on, with the full support of the Akaydrazel Corporation to assist with connecting to the right people.
Yet while that all went on, Harry caught up with old friends and made some shocking revelations, leading to a feisty Hermione Granger to piece together some startling points of history to when Harry interfered personally.
The discussion began with Harry speaking of House Heiðran and the Akaydrazel Trading Company, revealing artefacts from ancient eras in the past, leaving everyone utterly gobsmacked.
Further yet, he took them all on a trip to the former lands of the Atlantean Empire, which including all of their parents, grandparents, cousins, siblings and so forth.
Hell, even the allied Houses came along and most of the faculty if not the entire student body of Hogwarts, leaving little doubt in their minds when Harry spoke of Lady Magic and her proclamation that magic would die out in a decade's time.
There would have been mass pandemonium at his announcement but presence of Dumbledore, Arcturus, Charlus, and other known figures of power across Magical Britain helped them all accept their future.
Therefore, they were quite receptive of the idea of joining any of the different businesses operating under the Akaydrazel Corporation banner.
This single act by most the same generation led to a sweeping rebuild and restructuring of Magical Britain, as Harry accepted all his Lordships in the Wizengamot to pass majority of the laws to hurry along the projects on hold.
Gringotts, Hjarkdun Bank, and the Kelbar's Financial Institute were already onboard with Harry's plans and got to work selling off properties and businesses in their control, rather than waiting to a later date and then selling them off at once, causing untold harm to the mundane economy.
Thankfully, the only real opposition they faced was the International Confederation of Wizards, however they were brought to heel, along with the rest of the world when they elected the next Supreme Mugwump.
Dumbledore struggled to continue maintaining the different positions of power, having handed over the Chief Warlock position in Magical Britain to Ernest Macmilian, with his Deputy Ronald Weasley.
Harry and Neville were both brought along with Dumbledore to meet with the Elected Council leading the ICW before the election began for selecting a Supreme Mugwump.
Using the time before to speak with the Elected Council, Harry and Dumbledore spoke of the fate Lady Magic had determined for magical beings, but it didn't receive the response they were hoping for.
Only when the election began to find representatives that Harry and Dumbledore were in the spotlight as Lady Magic made herself present, fulling a favour Harry had asked of her when she informed him of the fate for the magical world.
Her appearance caused many to question if she was real, but magical beings present beside humans were kneeling to her, praising her as their 'Mother Magic' repeatedly that it drew enough attention to resonate with wizarding kind present.
Better yet, it was broadcasted around the world to all the magical settlements for the people to view as Lady Magic made her proclamation for all to see and hear, before naming Harry has her chosen Herald to lead the people to their new home.
Harry already had an inkling that it might be the other world they left before coming here, but he wasn't one hundred percent certain of it yet, so he instead just nodded and accepted all that Lady Magic said in his regard.
His meekness, and reverence towards Lady Magic convinced many, but a few still didn't only to find their magical strength was being drawn away.
Only when they begged for forgiveness and Lady Magic had gained their oath, they wouldn't cause any further trouble that she decided to leave, with a stunned magical world left behind, as Harry quickly became the Supreme Mugwump.
In their desperation to survive, magical governments from around the world raced to meet with Harry Potter, calling on their rights with the ICW to meet with the Supreme Mugwump.
But it eventually disturbed Harry's day to day life enough that he stopped showing up altogether, and instead left such tasks for others to oversee.
However, as the decade quickly passed by, everyone fell into line with the rare few ever stepping up against Harry and the new power organising the magical world at large.
Thankfully none were stupid enough to race into the arms of the mundane world, making their departure much easier.
It happened simultaneously around the world as new sites possessed a Veil of Death, which cemented to Harry that everyone would be heading to the other world he saved before coming over here.
Britain had an influx of visitors leading up to the event of the magical world's mass exodus, causing a few questions to arise in the mundane world but nothing they couldn't hide or manage for a couple of weeks.
Yet when the journey began for people to walk through the Veil, many struggled with the act, until they saw children being the very first to walk through without a single bit of worry on their mind.
The Veils also appeared far more inviting and less haunted, with them all now releasing harmonic music to ease the rising tension in the crowds.
Thankfully within a few days, all that remained magical in the world were the struggles and buildings that couldn't be secured away in large, expanded spaces.
Lady Magic though arrived once more, standing beside Harry after he sent off his friends through the Veil, leaving himself the last magical person in the whole world.
"Nothing remains, besides a few plants and buildings here and there, but no matter, I shall have them moved over as well."
"Thank you, Lady Magic," bowed Harry, only to ask, "but I worry for the children that were destined to be born with magic.
What will happen to them or any of the creatures we have failed to secure before leaving?"
Lady Magic simply smiled gently at her Herald, answering "Those who were going to be raised with magical abilities will now instead be the closest humans to superhuman level of abilities.
They will lead humanity into its next dawn age, more than likely pushing for their expansion into the stars and development of ecofriendly fuels while repairing the damage already caused to the planet.
For what you have missed however, I will sent it all over by myself.
Think of it as a reward for all the work you have done over the last year to prepare this world for its magical end…
Thank you, child, for all that you have done."
With that said and done, a creamy golden fog stretched over the world, forming at one point of the world and spread all over, until everyone was covered under the fog.
It was Lady Magic's personal spell at work, taking away all that was magical and sending it to the other world Harry had missed greatly over the millennia's in this world.
With places like Hogwarts, and other magical institutions around the world, ministries and other such buildings with a high density of charged magical energy being removed through the will of Lady Magic, Harry had nothing left to do but walk through the Veil.
Yet as he stepped through, it changed from its milking colour to the previous haunting nature, sending chills down Harry's back as he went soaring into the unknown.
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The next time he had any sort of control over his body, senses, and magic, Harry was already gasping to keep his mind and spirit being crushed under the weight of the souls from the dead scattered throughout the entire plane of existence.
Harry struggled to understand how this was possible, but thought about figuring it out later, having noticed he was currently floating in outer space with nothing more than his Peverell armour equipped.
Suspecting the enhanced Invisibility Cloak ensured his survivability in outer space, Harry tried to push himself using his magic, only to find it incredibly responsive and drawing extra power from the surroundings to fuel the spell.
Taking a few moments to understand the changes to his magic, Harry finally began to move through the grand abyss of space, with his mind trying to decipher how it was possible for magic to be so potentially available in outer space.
He still hadn't stopped absorbing the souls from the surroundings, somehow intertwined in the potent energy available all around him, so it was becoming rather difficult to keep using his magic, when it accelerated the souls coming into his grasp.
It all stopped though as he came across an unforgettable sight of two naval forces fighting off at each other, either in large spacecrafts firing off laser weaponry, while the smaller jet like fighters fought against their counterparts.
Watching for a time from quite the distance away, Harry sensed more souls finding their way into his grasp from the battle, leaving him further stressed but intrigued as to where he was and why such a massive battle occurred.
Getting closer to the spacecrafts and their wreckage, Harry began to feel everything was rather familiar, but he couldn't specify exactly how he could recognise the designs of various crafts and robot bodies.
Harry stored what he could in the short time floating pass the wreckages until he came close enough to enter one of the larger ships, only for it to implode right in his vicinity.
Yet instead of sustaining damage and serious injuries, Harry was transported away once more, much like how it felt after stepping through the Veil.
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Appearing in a new place, planet side, Harry found he was surrounded by wreckages, either with dead bodies of humans or other humanoid like creatures, with a couple vastly different, however what caught Harry's attention were the skeletal like machines, humming alive with blue energy that contained a white tinge.
Not given a chance to do anything, besides absorbing the souls of the dead, Harry had to bolt at more and more humanoid skeletal machines began charging in his direction, a few even wielding firearms.
Taking full advantage of his enhanced Elder Wand, Harry transformed it an AR-15–style rifle, firing cutting hexes from the barrel in short bursts, thoroughly destroying the encircling skeletal machines, whose bodies were mounting up into small hills.
To clear up some off the mess, a fair number of them were pocketed into a storage ring, with a couple bodies of the various species scattered around the place.
But beyond that there was nothing he could do to make any sense of the environment, until he heard a firefight in the distance and raced towards it full tilt.
Changing the rifle into a Barrett M107 sniper rifle, enemy targets were taken out in quick succession with a few charms to help stabilise the weapon so it could be used on the run.
What he found startling and rather worrisome after arriving at the spot of the people fighting the machines, was the unique number of species gathered in one place.
A few tried to speak to him, though only the humans made sense, so he spoke with them to understand what was going on, explaining his own lack of knowledge by being locked away in a government base for a very long time.
Over the years serving Death, Harry had learnt a few tricks here and there, which just so included gaining the trust of people in an apocalyptic setting.
Though the robots, or droid like beings with three digits on each of their two hands and the large camera like head of theirs made Harry wonder if they were an advance intelligence created through science or something far greater and rather dangerous.
A representative of the humans spoke with him, advising they were in a losing war against interstellar enemies of all sentient life, so Harry wasn't bothered by killing the machines, but he soon learnt the group was possibly the last people alive on the planet.
They'd been fighting for what felt like months, if not longer against the machines, all in the hopes of escaping.
Their Artificial Intelligence friends in control of the droid like beings had tried to contact the rest of their brethren but failed to send out message with their network down.
Harry didn't believe they would survive much longer, and seeing children part of the group, he chose to save them all, not knowing the new game of Fate and Destiny, he'd found himself a part of.
A couple hundred people were transported all from the destroyed and largely ruined city, to Harry's pocket dimension, before he began scouting for others that may still live on the planet somewhere, but only after he secured some of the technology scattered about.
Only after a couple hours had passed and Harry found the last remaining people alive across the entire planet, that he was whisked away once more, but not before suffering under the collective emotional weight of the dead souls scattered across the world.
His arrival in a new place was far from ideal, as it was in weightless space, and right nearby a train of wreckages, like someone had bulldozed through hundreds of spacecrafts like they were twigs.
Seeing colourful uniforms of the people that must have manned the round and oblong shaped ships left scattered in the abyss of space, Harry began his work collecting the souls, while taking what he could of the spacecrafts.
He found they carried the initial U.S.S on each of the ships, but more than that Harry wasn't certain of anything.
There wasn't a whole lot of time for him to inspect the area as he was whisked away once more, again landing in the middle of a battlefield of sorts.
"INCOMING FRIENDLY FIRE!
TAKE COVER!"
Harry had no other option, and looked around to get an understanding of the type of equipment worn by the people so he wasn't standing out.
Sadly, this couldn't stop his mind from being stunned momentarily, not only because of the number of dead souls raced towards him, but also those crying out in pain and suffering under the control of a greater being using them for its own growth.
Expanding his senses, Harry noticed the cause of the souls suffering came from a virulent parasitic organism, something he'd crossed a long time ago serving Death, but it had required other Servants of Death to end its existence.
There was no way for Harry to combat it now and survive, so he planned to escape, fighting it with all of his magical knowledge and powers, though he was caught off guard by its psychotropic gas, released quietly into the environment to weaken the enemy.
The surrounding soldiers were prepared for the gas, but Harry wasn't so he was caught heavily off guard when there was an intrusion on his mental defences, causing a war between the two sides that saw Harry ruthlessly striking back the behemoth abomination on the astral plane of existence for the universe.
While Harry fought it alone on another plane of the universe, the soldiers noticed the decline in strength and ferocity of the creatures, giving them a much-needed break to secure their positions and reenforce their line.
It wasn't until a couple well armoured individuals, standing taller than the rest of the soldiers found Harry in a cross-legged position, floating slightly off the ground.
Sadly, they weren't able to learn anything from Harry as he disappeared into thin air a few hours later from the containment cells they set up deep beneath the surface base.
Harry's next memorable place of spawning randomly was in a freezing cold land of ice, with nothing in the horizon beyond a snowy wasteland.
Suffering from a headache that trumped all else in all of creation, if possible, Harry finally moved from his soon to be snowy grave, though he next found himself confronted by a castle surrounded by the living dead.
Aware such creatures went against Lady Death's will, Harry changed his wand into two swords, one golden as the sun and the other dark as the night and moved towards the walking dead.
They began racing towards him once they became aware of his position after a couple 'zombies' were destroyed.
To hurry along the destruction of the dead beings, a couple widespread spells were discharged to clear away the rushing monsters, leaving a straight enough path for Harry to take towards the castle.
Collecting the souls in the vicinity, a dark realisation came to Harry of the souls only be released from the 'zombie' creatures, meaning they were trapped through the use of vile magic.
He sensed a heavy presence of it originating from inside of the castle, however Harry was rather concerned with the magic employed to seal souls into dead beings in such an odd way that it really didn't benefit anyone.
Sadly, that wasn't going to do much for the souls suffering away, so Harry raced into the castle destroying all the dead creatures he could find, and securing their souls, before coming to face with the being it was all connected.
Unfortunately, the confrontation wasn't anything more than a couple seconds staring each other down, as Harry located the dark being fuelling the necromantic soul manipulation spell.
Made of ice entirely, the being appeared humanoid in nature as it sat comfortably on a throne of ice, guarded by similar people made completely of ice.
Harry could only send off a handful of spells and steal some weapons from the creatures, including a few souls recently freed from his actions before he was whisked away once more from whatever world that was.
After suffering countless trials in various worlds for who knows how long, Harry found himself once more in the eternal darkness of deep space, however he wasn't alone and joined by a familiar face, or more like 'being'.
However, Harry was far from stable with an overwhelming number of souls in his control, as their emotions barred down on the wizard relentlessly, so he simply gritted out one word though it contained all the aggressive emotions he could manage right now in his haggard state.
"YOU!"
Unable to do anything besides sighing for all Harry had gone through, Lady Death quickly waved her hand to move her student closer for her to place a hand on his chest.
Only then did Harry regain some of the colour his body had lost under the stress and weight of emotions from the souls.
They were all gone, but not where they usually were sent, but Harry wasn't made aware of such a fact just yet, and nor was Lady Death going to spoil the discovery for her student.
"Rest my child… you have suffered enough, and it is not something I am pleased to see occur when it has happened without my knowledge or say so." But Lady Death noticed her words had no effect on Harry as he smiled back though his eyes said he was beyond exhausted.
"How can I rest when I have seen and witnessed agony, suffering, pain, and misery, counting only a few, for who knows how long through the unknown of eternity…
Tell me, Lady Death… how should I just rest when my mind is rattled into fine dust."
She could only weakly smile back at her student, as another joined their private meeting.
"You have no strength to do anything to intervene in such matters, even if you tried admirably to save as many lives as possible.
No, you were dragged into a conflict of greater beings, who never should have brought you into their argument, but unfortunately this has created numerous problems for you going forward with bountiful reparations to pay for what you have suffered." Advised Lady Magic, making her grand entrance for all to see and witness, but neither Lady Death nor Harry was interested.
Coming to the conclusion there wasn't anything he could do to the primordial beings in his state as a Servant of Death, Harry nodded to all that was said by Lady Magic, allowing her to continue speaking.
"When you leave this place, you will return to the world where all your friends and family are currently waiting for your arrival, you will find some plans in your office and various items to help in your work.
I suggest you begin preparing in advance for what is to come, as the journey ahead will be far more difficult than you could possibly imagine.
Only those secured away in the pocket dimensions bound to your soul long ago will be present upon arrival to assist you in your endeavours.
We fought to send you away later with all the power you have accumulated and earned over the years in our service, however that will not be possible, so instead we have been granted another boon its substantially more beneficial to you.
The excess power to be stripped away will fuel two functions, both of great value and use to you.
It shall regulate as the magical energy for the world you built up from after its destruction, rebuilding society and introducing magic once more to the earth.
The world will travel along with you to the next journey, but it won't be accessible until you have completed the necessary steps to gain access once more.
This shall be a trial of sorts for you to be judge against, yet a crucial factor in restricting your involvement in the development of the world.
But to utilise the resources of the world, your excess magical energy will be required to reshape it into a dimensional plane of existence and reinforce its foundation.
It shall be tethered to the next worlds earth, making your journey and those of your empire's much easier.
Other smaller gifts from this one grand boon will make themselves known at a later date, however you will have all the support necessary from your empire, High King Hadrian, when you require it the most."
"Tell me, what sort of place will I be heading into?
Is it worse than anything I have experienced… lately?" questioned Harry.
"Much like your homeworld, it shall start with you in ancient times of Human History on Earth, however their will not be a magical world… well it is not destined to appear as you know it, but it will be present.
It is up to you what you wish to change but I would advise that you don't influence too much change as their will be plenty of events along the way that will leave you stunned and drawn into as your entire being attracts attention.
But it wouldn't be the worst idea for you to prepare in case of the worst-case scenario you've witnessed lately.
The chances one of those horrors appears might be incredibly low, but not exactly guaranteed."
Harry had to interrupt Lady Magic to enquire a more in-depth explanation, only for her answer to leave him catatonic.
"You could say by visiting the various worlds, an echo is formed off your body, like a small signature is left behind that can be followed.
It should not have followed you since you serve us, yet the interference of others has resulted in the link being sustained.
Therefore… we've decided to warn you of the possibility they might splice into the universe you'll be going to, twisting, and turning the strings of Fate and Destiny.
You should not have a problem with them following the echos, unless you have items and goods from those worlds on hand, as they strengthen the link, and cannot be destroyed to weaken it either."
Lady Death seemed to understand Harry's downcast mood and smiled faintly before turning to her friend and sibling, Magic.
They spoke momentarily, but the exchange was in-depth and rather strenuous as it regarded Harry Potter going forth.
"Lady Magic will allow you to tether islands, buildings, and specific lands from the world you have rebuilt, though you will need to find out its achievable on your own.
As the Herald of Death, Life, and Magic, this shall be the last boon given to you if we are to follow the laws of the sworn oath agreement!" proclaimed Lady Death, with a surprised Harry wondering how the Primordial Being, Life, was involved with him.
Quickly bowing to the goddesses, Harry was whisked away from the meeting and appeared in the world he left quite some time ago.
"You have returned, my boy!" exclaimed Dumbledore's portrait, bringing a small smile to Harry's face as he saw the rest of the portraits smiling and bowing in his direction.
"It's good to be back, Professor."
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(Returning the story back to the beginning of the story, where the emerald eyed man (Harry Potter) and the strikingly beautiful elf (Milly) are introduced, and the flashback begins)
Upon his return, Harry was advised everyone had begun to appear in the world a few months back and were immediately sorted by the various departments of the Terra Empire.
No government groups were able to gather and proclaim land for themselves as it was all under the control of the Terran Empire, with their High King Hadrian James Potter.
Milly, having arrived back with the rest a few months back, made sure nothing went awry, and her work was made easier through Harry's friends pitching in to help where they could.
Some places were reclaimed by new population, but most chose to move into the new cities and settlements as they were now part of a truly magical world and government.
Of course, a few issues arose here and there but they were handled, and Harry was soon updated on the matters by Milly.
However, she was inundated with new work after Harry surprised not only her but the rest of the Empire and its new citizens by releasing all those safely tucked away in his pocket dimension.
They were all the people supposed to die in the Second World War, and the First Great Britain Blood War, as those lost in the Second Blood War were reduced to barely anything as Voldemort was fighting to survive instead.
People like the Bones family were replaced with Model Life Decoy Golems, capable of fooling anyone who checked the state of the body before stating if they were dead or on the brink of death.
The forces of House Heiðran had led that specific battlefront, saving all they possibly could, before Harry gave them a new life away in the pocket dimension until it was time to either bring them back out or lead them to their new life in another world.
Now though, people considered dead, especially ancient Houses and wealthy families, were all now alive and well, as Harry brought them all out of the pocket dimension.
It included his own parents and those of Neville's, who raced together their sons after seeing the two standing nearby one another.
Everyone was summoned on the open grounds of Hogwarts, as it was out in the open and none could worry over the lack of air circulating.
The reunions of families, friends, rivals and such, caused many people to break out in tears, including Harry, Neville, Katie Bell, Susan Bones, and plenty of others.
Regulus Black was one of those people, as he was immediately surrounded by Sirius, Arcturus, Cassiopeia, Andromeda, Nymphadora, and Narcissa.
Charlus and Dorea on the other hand were crying their eyes out as they tightly embraced Fleamont, Euphemia, Lily, and James, with Harry included in the group hug.
Neither Charlus nor Dorea were prepared to see their twin children alive, both of whom were supposedly poisoned during the last year at Hogwarts by a fellow student, or during a trip to Hogsmeade.
Harry, while acting as Seron, discovered the Potter twins learnt of Tom Riddles actions leading to a student's death and another's wand being snapped, but were silenced by the time they could release any sort of information they collaborate to the public before their combined deaths.
Thankfully, his intervention saw to their survival, allowing for both to enjoy creating a family of their own, before it was time to return back.
Their son, Reginald Charlus Potter had grown into an imposing man with a wife of his own and three children, whereas their daughter Stella Dorea Potter, married for love and have several children of her own.
James and Lily hadn't been slack either, with two daughters and a second son in their family, all of whom were being introduced to the Potter family members not settled inside of the pocket dimension.
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Harry's introduction of more people had caused another surge of work for the government to process as soon as possible, but none complained since it meant more money for many, while for others it spoke of the wealth of experience now available to them.
Yet for the financial institutions, chaotic times were afoot, as accounts were activated again, and vaults, properties, and any other item of wealth they wished to declare, had to be evaluated and documented.
No doubt people would visit the banks when they had the chance to see how their wealth was doing, so the financial institutions were working harder than anyone else.
Lady Magic had transferred over plenty of vaults with the wealth included to such places like the banks of this world without even a tremor being noticed.
Similarly, Hogwarts and the other magical institutions had combined with their other selves, increasing the magical density of their present version after the modification Lady Magic allowed to occur had settled.
The archipelago, Baarvuso, was also brought over in its entirety by Lady Magic, allowing the grand library that contained the most comprehensive knowledge of humanity through the ages, along with artefacts from the said eras.
Harry spent some time to show all such places to his friends and family, organising a massive tour for everyone to experience together.
It helped everyone catch up to the world Harry had done, as well as seeing the state of their new home, especially the advance society that saw everyone equally.
Many feathers were ruffled in the beginning but quickly stopped whining after they became privy to the benefits of the new society, they had little option of not being a part of.
So, Harry wasn't spending countless hours of his day trying to reduce tensions, but instead spending it with his family and friends, making up for lost time and a childhood.
But eventually, everyone had to continue with their work, and fulfill the duties asked of them, which in the case of Harry meant preparing to leave for the next world.
Therefore, Milly's bold statement to follow along brought a smile across his face, after reminiscing of the past they experienced together for so long.
His own mother considered Milly her daughter in law, considering the amount of time they spent together each day, and generally how close they were with one another.
So, he didn't disagree with Milly one bit and added, "Tell them to prepare, but not like the past.
I want every advantage we can take with us now, kept safely in my pocket dimension.
Based on what I know of our next journey, we will be working from the past till modern day, meaning we will need our own forces, tradespeople, craftsmen, bankers, and so forth.
I don't know who you might be thinking of bring along but gather everyone that could of use to us.
Also, call my family and friends… they must be involved going forward if I don't wish to create unnecessary distance."
"Of course, My Lord." Harry groaned mildly at Milly's antics, as she preferred to call him, 'My Lord' when she believed he was acting unreasonable.
