Author note:The first 8 chapters of this story are not written by me, tho I will make some slight changes in order to fit my version of the story beyond the original 8, the first 8 are written by Revan Shan 2077,

In there story The New Dark Lord, it's either they are taking a really long break, or have stopped updating it altogether. Either way, I'm just gonna be expanding this story to what I want, hope you will enjoy.

4th September 1995

Defence against the Dark arts classroom

Hogwarts school

Today was the first day of class for the 5th year's students; they were very excited as it was DADA with a Knight of Rizal. The Gryffindor and Slytherin students took their seats; they saw the door to the professor's office open revealing the Knight himself.

"Welcome 5th years to Defence Against the Dark Arts; in this class, you will address me as your Grace. You will raise your hand if you wish to speak and when I ask you a question or ask if you understand what, I will attempt to teach you, you will say Yes Your Grace. Am I understood?"

The students quickly agreed, still taken back by the new attitude of their former classmate, now Professor; however, it seems that his former friend disliked this confident Hadrian as Ron stood from his chair.

"So you're going to teach us to fight You-Know-Who instead of doing it yourself. Are you even qualified to teach this class?"

"Students will raise their hands before speaking in my class Mr Weasley; however, if you must know, I have both my OWLS and NEWTS Receiving O in DADA, Receiving the highest score on the test since the founding of the ministry of magic. I also received my Masters in Defence because of my work outside of Britain. As for Voldemort, he's DEAD?! It was confirmed by his son and Nicolas, There's no point in fearing the name if he's dead. His son didn't seem to insinuate the same fear and power that his father has, instead opting to portkey away from the sight of me, so he's no threat if I have anything to say about it. Now sit down, Mr Weasley, or you will leave my Classroom and never return."

The class were shocked silent at this announcement; Ron looked like he wanted to argue again had it not been for Dean Tomas pulling him down trying to save his stupid roommate.

"Oh, and Gryffindors, that will be a deduction of 20 House points for your Housemates rude behaviour."

The Slytherins, we're enjoying this very much so far. It turned out to be a good lesson, but what was today's lesson going to be? They would find out very quickly as Hadrian ordered all the students to stand up and move to the sides of the room in their Houses as he moved the tables to the back of the class.

"Right class, the first few lessons will be testing your current ability with mock duels. The first group of students will be as on the board." Waving his wand and the blackboard, it caused it to flip to the other side, showing a group of names.

5th year's mock duels

Round one group A

Daphne Greengrass / Fay Dunbar

Tracy Davis / lavender Brown

Ronald Weasley / Theodore Nott

Pansy Parkinson / Parvati Patil

The students stared at the board, a ripple of excitement and apprehension passing through them. Before anyone could step up for the duels, Ron snorted loudly. "Of course, you're making us fight each other. Afraid you don't have the power to take us on, Potter?"

Hadrian, unruffled by the challenge, simply raised an eyebrow at Ron. "Mr. Weasley, if it's a demonstration of power you're seeking, then I'm happy to oblige."

He turned his attention to the door and crisply said, "Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, if you'd join me, please."

The door swung open to reveal Professors McGonagall and Flitwick. The two veteran professors exchanged glances, curiosity evident on their faces.

"A demonstration duel," Hadrian explained. "Both of you against me. I believe Mr. Weasley here would benefit from a practical demonstration of what this class can teach."

McGonagall's lips twitched in a smirk. "Ah, a chance to show our young lions what real dueling looks like. Very well, Professor Tallano-Peverell."

The students moved back, forming a wide circle to provide a clear space for the duel. Hadrian stood confidently, facing both professors.

Flitwick, ever the gentleman, said, "After you, Minerva."

With a swift movement, McGonagall cast, "Impedimenta!" aimed directly at Hadrian.

Hadrian, quick on his feet, dodged and countered with, "Expelliarmus!" But Flitwick was already casting a shield charm, "Protego!", deflecting Hadrian's spell.

Hadrian, not missing a beat, used "Stupefy!" towards Flitwick, who nimbly sidestepped, while McGonagall aimed a "Petrificus Totalus!" at Hadrian's back.

Anticipating this, Hadrian rolled to the side, narrowly avoiding the spell, and shot back with, "Incarcerous!", trying to bind McGonagall with ropes. She deftly shattered the conjured ropes with a "Diffindo!"

The duel continued with a series of spells, charms, and jinxes flying back and forth. The three moved swiftly, their wands fluid in their hands, each displaying incredible skill, knowledge, and agility. The students watched in awe, realizing the level of mastery they could achieve.

After what felt like hours but was merely minutes, Hadrian, with a swift movement, disarmed both professors simultaneously, leaving the three of them panting but smiling.

As the professors collected their wands, Flitwick chuckled, "It seems we've taught you well, Professor Tallano-Peverell."

Hadrian bowed slightly, "I had excellent teachers."

Turning back to the students, he fixed Ron with a pointed look. "Does that satisfy your curiosity, Mr. Weasley? Or would you like a personal demonstration?"

Ron, a little flushed but still defiant, just muttered, "Let's get on with the class, Professor."

Hadrian nodded, "Very well. Let the duels begin." and it did, first up was Daphne Greengrass vs. Fay Dunbar

The two girls squared off, wands at the ready. Daphne took the first move, sending a jet of red light towards Fay with a sharp "Expelliarmus!" Fay, however, was prepared and blocked it effortlessly. She retaliated with a curse that made Daphne move involuntarily, her hips swaying and her hands reaching to undo her robe.

But Daphne's quick thinking and years of dueling practice came into play. With a blush on her cheeks, she managed to resist the urge to further disrobe and instead aimed her wand at Fay, shouting "Lumos Maxima!" A blinding light shot from her wand, momentarily disorienting Fay, and in that split second of vulnerability, Daphne uttered a quick "Stupefy!", effectively ending the duel. Next up, was Tracy Davis vs. Lavender Brown

Tracy and Lavender began with a rapid exchange of defensive spells, the tension in the room palpable. Each spell was expertly blocked by the other until Lavender cast a charm that caused Tracy's shoelaces to tie together. Tracy stumbled but quickly regained her balance.

Looking to capitalize on Lavender's distraction, Tracy whispered a mischievous incantation. Suddenly, Lavender felt her skirt's buckle undo, and before she could react, her skirt pooled around her ankles. Tracy smirked while Lavender, flustered, quickly pulled up her skirt. But Tracy saw this as a advantage and immediately stunned her, ending the duel in her victory. Next up, was Pansy Parkinson vs. Parvati Patil

The duel began with Parvati taking an aggressive stance, sending multiple jinxes Pansy's way. Pansy dodged them expertly, her face a mask of concentration. But Parvati was relentless, and one of her spells hit Pansy square in the chest, causing her to let out an involuntary moan that echoed in the silent classroom.

Pansy's eyes flashed in annoyance. With a flick of her wand and a muttered incantation, she retaliated. Parvati suddenly felt an uncomfortable tug at her undergarments. The sensation was so unexpected that she let out a small gasp and, to her embarrassment, a wet patch appeared on her robes. She looked at Pansy with a mix of fury and mortification.

Outside the classroom, as the duels raged on, a stray spell burst through the door and struck Susan Bones, who was passing by. The spell's effects were immediate: Susan's face flushed as she felt an overwhelming urge as her hand involuntarily went under her skirt, making her moan. Trying to resist the spell's influence, she hurried away, hoping no one had noticed.

Hadrian looked outside the classroom for where the noise had come from, but no one was there. He just shrugged and went back inside to start the final duel, Between Ron Weasley and Theodore Nott.

Ron's temper was already flaring as he squared off against Theodore Nott. From the start, it was clear that Ron's aim was off. He sent a rapid series of jinxes, but his aim was sloppy, and more than half of his spells went astray.

One spell ricocheted off a desk, zipping towards Daphne Greengrass, causing her skirt to vanish. She gave a yelp of surprise, clutching her robes to cover herself.

Another spell spiraled wildly, hitting Lavender Brown square in the chest. Her robe's buttons popped open, revealing her bra beneath. She quickly tried to button it back up, her face turning scarlet.

As Ron's frustration grew, he sent a curse flying at Nott, but it missed its mark, instead hitting Fay Dunbar. Suddenly, Fay began to move in a rhythmic, seductive dance, her hands reaching down to pull off her panties.

Another of Ron's stray spells sought out Tracy Davis. A glow surrounded her, and her clothes seemed to fade away, rendering them transparent. Tracy screamed, using her hands to shield herself, her face filled with mortification.

Outside the classroom, the door cracked open slightly, Luna Lovegood's curious eyes peeking through. But as she watched, a stray spell from Ron rushed out the door, hitting her directly. A deep blush painted her face as her hands involuntarily moved to take off her skirt and panties, leaving her bottomless. She quickly pulled away from the door and ran for the bathroom, looking around to see if anyone had seen her unusual reaction.

Back in the duel, Ron, his face red with embarrassment and frustration, decided on a new tactic. Abandoning his wand, he charged at Nott physically. But Theodore was ready. Using a series of defensive moves, he expertly dodged Ron's advances, finally using a well-placed trip jinx to send Ron sprawling to the floor. The duel was over.

Hadrian, watching everything unfold, sighed. "We have much work to do," The classroom was in chaos. He stood up, his face a mixture of shock and disbelief. "Ronald Weasley, 60 points from Gryffindor for inappropriate behavior and lack of control in a duel. As for the rest of you," he addressed the class, "ensure your spells are controlled. This is not a game." He looked sternly at the students as he made his point clear. He then pointed his wand at the girls and said "Elysiusa" removing the effects of all the curses on them and transfiguring a new skirt for Daphne, much to their gratefulness, especially Tracey."despite the failure of last duel, I feel I can give you all Ten points each for creativity and quick thinking," he said, giving a nod of approval. The classroom burst into discussions, with students analyzing each duel, awed by their classmates' skills.

"Now, Mr Nott; that's 20 points to Slytherin for masterful spell work against your opponent. Now can anyone tell me what Mr Weasley did wrong?" Hadrian saw one Gryffindor raise her hand compared to most of the Slytherin students.

"Do you have an answer, Miss Dunbar?"

"Yes professor, Weasley attempted to rush his opponent despite it being a well know fact that Nott is a fine Duelist thanks to his father; he didn't take into consideration that Nott stayed on the Defensive to study his opponent's attacks. His aim was also way off."

Hadrian had to admit he was very impressed with her knowledge. He was slightly disappointed with himself for not getting to know her better in school. "That is correct, Miss Dunbar, 10 points to Gryffindor. Now, as we only have a few minutes left of class ill let you off early. Your assignment will be a 12-inch essay on all legal offensive and defensive spells you know and their uses."

Later that evening, Hadrian was in his office marking some 7th-year essays when his door opened, revealing Professor McGonagall, who didn't look very happy with him. "Professor, to what do I owe this visit at this hour."

"Your Grace, I have received complaints from students about your unfair taking off points from their house."

"And by students you mean only 1, I would assume that this complaint came from Young Mr Weasley; I had a feeling you would turn up, so I took the liberty of drawing one of these up." He handed her a piece of parchment that was signed in his blood as she saw the Blood quill on his desk.

Reading through it, it seems that young Mr Weasleys complaints we're entirely different to those of his fellow housemates, giving her apologies The Head of Gryffindor left the Office to return to her own quarters, making a note to herself to take points from Ron Weasley tomorrow morning.

Hadrian was reading up on House Dunbar, a relatively old family native to the British Isles. Their official status was that of an Ancient and Noble House, proudly existing for 906 years.

Wait a minute, over 900 years and still only considered an Ancient and Noble House now why was that? Hadrian wondered he would find out after an hour of further study; its results were interesting, to say the least.

House Dunbar had publicly Declared themselves Neutral during the last war when Albus asked them to support the war. It appears the old Goat held a grudge and used his influence to block their advancement in the Wizengamot.

He couldn't blame the then Lord Dunbar his House had suffered dramatically during the war with Grindelwald, and now they were expected to fight in another war.

"Well, old man, it seems I have to thank you, after all, every house you push away is another I can bring into my service."

Bringing himself few pieces of parchment, he began to write a few letters to the Minister and the current Lord Dunbar; oh yes, he did not doubt that Albus and the rest of Britain would quickly learn what he was planning.

September 5th 1995

Hogwarts Great Hall

It turns out he was right as he walked into the great hall; he was pulled into a tight hug courtesy of Fay Dunbar, who quickly thanked him before running back to her spot at Gryffindor Table.

Sitting at his spot on the staff table, ignoring the looks the school, in general, were giving him, he read his copy of the prophet.

HOUSE DUNBAR AWARDED ITS RIGHTFUL STATUS

BY RITA SKEETER

That's right, my dear readers, the Ancient and Noble House of Dunbar has been awarded its rightful Status as an Ancient and Most Noble House after a 6-year court battle was finally ended in their favour by his Grace the Duke of Lancaster and Inverness.

Why was this 906-year-old Household denied its rightful status, you may ask, and how did the word of the Duke end the Argument? Well, dear friends, the reason as to why is stated that Albus Dumbledore has used his influence to block the Rank elevation due to the family being neutral in the last war.

As for his Grace and his ability to end the stalemate, that is also quite simple; my dear friends, young Hadrian is Head of the Ancient and Most Revered House of Plantagenet-Peverell, a newly created House with the political strength of multiple Bloodlines.

In a letter to the Minister for Magic, his grace has said. It was a moral duty to grant House Dunbar its rightful status, and I am glad to aid them though they have not asked for it; I welcome Lord Andrew Dunbar as a fellow Peer and Lord of Ancient and Most Noble House.

Hadrian still not giving his fellow teachers the Time of Day, he enjoyed his breakfast, waiting to see the older man's move.

"Harry, my boy, I would like to accompany me to my office at once."

" I think not, Professor Dumbledore," Hadrian replied, ignoring the gasps from the students.

"I am afraid I must order you to like your superior and Headmaster of this school I." he was cut off as Hadrian began to laugh.

"Oh, Albus, first of all, you are not my superior. I own this castle, remember you work for me. Second, do not dare address me with such familiarity again; you will dress me as my Lord or Your Grace."

With that, he stood from his chair, making his way down towards the entrance, not before calling over his shoulder. "Remember your place, Albus; if you cannot fall in line and run my school to my standards, then I will replace you with someone who can."

With that, he was gone leaving the students in complete shock and the staff pale, nearly all of them forgetting that despite being a teacher, he still owned the school and could remove them from their jobs at will without the Headmaster or the Board of Governors being able to counter them.

At that moment, the staff of Hogwarts knew that change had come to Hogwarts castle if it was a good or bad change was yet to be decided.

Authors note: so this is it, the final chapter that I merely edited. Any chapters from beyond this point are written by me alone, unless I say otherwise. Hope you will enjoy my version of the story as much as you have enjoyed my rewrite.

Elysiusa

Effect: Removes all effects of all curses