He braced himself as he landed at what he recognised as the venue when The Quidditch World Cup final happened just before his 4th year and the Triwizard Tournament mess. The major problems started from this very day.

He cleared his mind and tried to remember the information from the new reality that death had provided him. He found out that his counterpart was a girl, who was named Iris Potter. But instead of her parents dying to protect her from Voldemort it was her grandparents who happened to be alive longer than that in his original world and sacrificed themselves to protect her from Voldemort.

As a result, Sirius Black never went to Azkaban but Peter Pettigrew did replace him in his cell. Similarly, Frank and Alice Longbottom were alive and well whereas Augusta had taken their place and was tortured into incapacitation by Lestranges and Barty Crouch Junior. She had passed away 2 years ago.

Harry had walked toward the stadium, to the large grouping of tents outside that were currently empty. He arrived in the area around the stadium just as wizards and witches alike streamed from the stadium. The game had just ended and the champions had been crowned. It didn't take him long to overhear that the game and score were the same as it had been back in "his world." 170-160 with an Ireland victory. Bulgaria's Ivanova had scored their only goal, and Viktor Krum had caught the snitch.

Harry stalked through the huge ensemble of wizards who were all lost in their merriment or their griping about the results of the World Cup. Currently, he was amid some Bulgarians who were all bemoaning the fact that their team, except their seeker, had been roundly eviscerated. Some were angry and raging at the officiating and the loss of their beloved team.

He idly wondered why everyone wouldn't just leave now that the match was over when he remembered the same anti-apparition wards that kept him from apparating in, would keep people from apparating out. He also wondered if the wards would keep wizards from making portkeys. That made sense to him, preventing any non-ministry-approved portkeys from being used would be necessary wards for an event like this as well.

Harry was startled out of his thoughts by the sounds of screams that began to sound like something other than laughter and merriment. He turned his head in the direction of the scream, and his suspicions were confirmed moments later as people began rushing past him, with cries of "Death Eaters!"

His anger quickly built at seeing the masks and hoods that were the same as in his memory. With a flick of his wrist, the Elder wand was in his hand and the Invisibility cloak was wrapped over him.

His anger surged to new heights when he noted that the number of Death Eaters seemed to be about two dozen, gathered in a group. Yet, these two dozen were enough to inspire thousands if not tens of thousands of witches and wizards to flee from them like frightened children. The crowd had completely thinned now, though the Death Eaters hadn't noticed him striding towards them. The only good thing Harry could think was that he couldn't sense Voldemort among the group.

However, as he got closer to the group, something else came to his attention. Several of the death eaters were bunched together in a group and had their attention focused on something. It only took a moment to figure out what.

There was a cluster of six death eaters standing not ten yards from two huddled figures on the ground. The only thing Harry could tell about the figure was that they were dressed in dark blue and green and that they were female. The figure on the ground was screaming as one of the Death Eaters held her under a spell.

They were holding the woman under the cruciatus curse and from their body language and mocking, were going to be sexually assaulted. He was surprised to find that, the women was Victoria Greengrass and her daughter Daphne Greengrass.

Harry snarled, his rage peaking at the figures in front of him. He raised his wand, and even though he was too distant from the death eaters for his aim to be pinpoint accurate, he whipped his wand forward.

"Glacies Hasta!"

A long spear made up of ice was conjured in front of his wand and banished at the one holding the cruciatus at high speed. The spear tore through numerous tents in between and hit the death eater, piercing him from the back and coming out of the front, destroying one of his lungs. As if that was not enough, the death eater who was hit, turned into ice before falling apart into pieces. He didn't get enough time to even shout.

The Death Eaters that had dived to the sides, had easily seen where such an eye-catching spell had come from, and suddenly he was under a barrage of spells aimed his way.

"Terra collidere!"

With a wave of his wand, Harry ripped off several pieces of ground and zipped off intercepting every spell of death eaters before they reached Harry.

"Fraxines Serpentia!"

It was a spell used by ancestors of the Black family. Dark fumes of smoke started coming out of Harry's wand until they were conjured into a 20-foot Basilisk with yellow glaring eyes. With a hiss, it waved through attacks targeting multiple death eaters due to its large size.

He closely missed a blood-boiling curse that would have chipped his shoulder if he hadn't dodged. He looked at his opponents to see his conjured Basilisk fall from numerous killing curses from death eaters, but not before taking one of the remaining Death Eaters. He let his magic run through the wand and announced the infamous attack of Grindelwald.

"Protego Diabolica!"

The intent-driven charm quickly surrounded him and the women who were being tortured. Lucious Malfoy, who was the only intelligent Death Eater among the rest of the brutes, knew what was going to happen so he port-keyed out of there. The same couldn't be said about Nott, Mulciber and Mcnair. They were burned to ashes from the dark flames of the strongest and dark version of shield charm.

Harry discarded his Cloak for a moment and snuffed out the charm, trying to comfort them when he was interrupted.

James Potter, Sirius Black along with Frank and Alice Longbottom were leading Aurors in the leadership of fierce Rufus Screamgour, the head Auror and Amelia Bones the Director of DMLE.

As a result, the auror forces were much more effective than they were in his world and were easily able to control the Death Eaters causing mayhem in the finals.

"Drop your wand and don't move!" cried someone.

Harry sighed and put back the invisibility cloak leading the Aurors to look around for him. He thought of Peverell Manor and apparated there, bypassing the wards with the help of his cloak.