Harry was not surprised when Dumbledore summoned him after Pomfrey cut him loose from her domain.
It took Harry almost an hour for him to track down Flitwick and Sprout. He knew that at least McGonagall and Dumbledore would be there.
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Harry was amused. The Auror Tonks were waiting for them at the gargoyle. She went up behind them. Inside the headmaster's office were the two he expected, also Auror Shacklebolt. "Why are the Aurors here?" Harry started.
"Harry, you did disappear from the maze, returning with two people who were supposed to be dead."
"It's Lord Potter to you, headmaster. Madam Bones took care of the two supposed corpses. That was yesterday. Today, I have done nothing worth the DMLE attention. Furthermore, other than the end-of-year feast and the presentation of the tri-wizard tournament cup; I have done nothing needing a meeting with either the headmaster or deputy headmistress." Harry replied.
"How about the death of Cedric Diggory?" Shacklebolt stated.
"Well, first there is the fact, during the tasks, we have immunity to all the laws but the unforgivables. Second, I would assume Victor killed him. The same Victor Krum who was casting the cruciatus on Fleur when I came upon them. When he saw me, he turned and tried to cast the killing curse on me. No time did I use an unforgivable. Tonks, check my wand." Harry said giving Tonks his wand. Tonks cast a spell on the wand.
"Well youngster, you did not cast any knotty spells with this wand," Tonks said with sarcasm.
"See, nothing too wrong. So I will be leaving…" Harry said.
"Sit back down, Mister Potter. What you said the other night did not match what was found at the cemetery," Shacklebolt said.
"That is interesting, I did not say I was in a cemetery. So it is interesting that you found where the portkey took me. Just like it is interesting that the last person to have their hands on the cup, was Albus, not Crouch Junior. Did you find the lit cauldron that I hit with a bombarda maxima?" Harry asked.
"Is that all that you saw?" Shacklebolt asked incredulously.
"I was a little too busy. I portkeyed in and barely got missed by a red curse. I think it a stupid. I traded curses with the rat. He changed into a rat, I almost got him with a bombarda. He turned back into a human. I clipped him with a stunner. Then followed up with a full stunner to the face. Then I summoned the rat's wand. Put it in my pocket, then I touched the cup and the rat." Harry said.
"You did not see any other people around?" Shacklebolt asked.
"Not that I saw. After Peter told me how he set up my parents, I really couldn't care who else was around if they went throwing curses at me. I am pleased that he has gone through the veil. Too bad that he gave up so much information under veritaserum. It seemed the chief warlock was the one to cast the fidelis spell that Peter betrayed. Lord Black has been declared innocent. He is pressing charges against Dumbledore because he should have got trial."
"Fudge should not have done that. Black was in Azkaban for the greater good," Dumbledore said looking like a disappointed grandfather.
"Not the good to him. Since you are saying something was at the cemetery that you think I should know about, but don't; so why don't you skip the foreplay and tell me what you want me to know about," Harry said. "Nothing? Well, then I am out of here."
"Harry, what happened at the cemetery was dark magic. Very dark magic. That you are so uncaring to not notice it, you are going dark," Dumbledore said.
"Like I care. You should have thought about that before you illegally kept me from my godfather or placed me with my relatives," Harry said walking out the door.
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"Hermione, I don't know how to tell you this. The Aurors tracked down a dark mark over a muggle house. It was your parents." Harry said while holding the girl. She broke down. When she recovered.
"Harry, I don't know what I am going to do," Hermione said.
"It is worse. Tonks told me you will be sent an official letter telling you people from Magical Child Services will meet you at the platform at the end of the year," Harry said.
"That is…" Hermione said.
"It might be nice if they were really from MCS. They are from the Triad," Harry said with some heat.
"Triad?" Hermione asked.
"Magical organized crime from the Thailand area. Here is why they will be picking you up," Harry said as he handed over the copy of the betrothal contract.
"Is there anything you can do?" Hermione asked sadly.
"I might be able to buy you from them. However, it would be too late to stop the binding. There is nothing I can do to stop you from losing your magic," Harry said.
"I should have known something was up. The headmaster removed his curse of my copy, "Hogwarts, a History" Hermione wailed, starting to cry more.
About ten minutes later, Hermione finally quit crying. After about ten more minutes, she stood up. "Okay."
"Okay?" Harry asked, worried.
"We need Millie. I need you and Millie to promise me something." Hermione stated.
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"Before we start, I need both of you to promise me you will let me do this," Hermione said. "I will also have to be released from my life debt that day."
"What day?" Millie asked.
"The leaving day. I want to use your cloak, a portkey, and Millie."
Hermione said, looking at her shoes.
"What is your plan," Harry asked.
"Harry leads Headmaster Dumbledore away from the castle, in the way he is not on the express. That will get all the eyes off the express. Millie and I will use the cloak to slip off the express and slip back into the castle. We will find a safe place to lie and wait. At 11:00, the staff have their private feast. I will bust into the great hall throwing killing curses. I want to at least kill McGonagall. I expect to go down, hurt or stunned. I want Millie to kill me at that point," Hermione said.
"A lot rough, but doable. I assume I will use the cloak to get beyond the ward line. I will use the portkey then," Millie said. Hermione nodded.
"Are you sure?" Harry asked.
"Yes, Millie got me a picture from the alarm system of my parents' next-door neighbors. It was Dumbledore. He had his wand pointed up. Want to bet, he was casting Morsmordre?" Hermione asked.
"I double-checked. There is nothing that will stop me from losing my magic at six o'clock. The choice is whether I have my body used until I die or go out getting my revenge."
"But you like how we use your body?" Harry asked.
"Yes, and I like it when you do. I think it is a perfect punishment. The difference, neither of you wants to do anything to me that I object to. I researched the triads. There girls are at the whim of the money. Millie, you fear having to service a thestral. If enough money, that could happen to me. Or many other kinks that the human mind can come up with. Hell, they regularly make their girls take the potion that prevents regurgitation. Or for enough money, girls can be tortured to death." Hermione said.
"I am sorry, Hermione, I can try to reach out to…" Harry started.
"No, I have made up my mind," Hermione said.
"Okay, I will support you. Though it will cost you. Will you please explain to me, what is this fascination with people being shagged or buggered by a thestral?" Harry asked. Millie lost it at that. Hermione just rolled her eyes.
"I will support you too, Hermione. Care to educate our Harry," Millie said.
"Harry, thestrals are invisible. You know that, right?" Hermione asked.
"They haven't been to me. I have seen them pull our school's carriages since the first year," Harry retorted.
"Well, that partially explains it. Part of the thestrals with witches or wizards is the taboo of bestiality. Part of it is that the witch or wizard is taking large objects. In the last part, since most of us cannot see the beast, we would get a show of the openings being plundered without seeing the object that does it. It is just like people that want to have sex with a vampire in front of a mirror," Hermione said.
"Let me guess, there are places you can do that? That there are memories sold of stuff like that," Harry said.
"Yes, you have to remember, the wizards are strange. It reminds me of the Victorian era. Proper in public, and massive sanctions if you are caught doing otherwise. In private, the men usually visited whores bringing home sickness. Sex with a wife was only supposed to be for procreation. After you have your heir or heir and the spare, no more sex with your wife." Hermione explained.
"Add in blood purity bullshit, small wonder the society needs to fall," Harry said.
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Every night until the end of the school term, Harry had a house elf kidnap Millie and Hermione and spend the time in the room of requirements. They found a way to try everything Hermione wanted to try.
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The closing feast was boring. Durmstrang left early the day before, snubbing Hogwarts. Harry got his thousand galleons and the cup. There was no quidditch or house cup, so after Harry got his award, they just started eating. Dumbledore didn't even do a speech.
The only thing Harry noticed, was Hermione. She had a content expression. Like she had come to accept her death and had said all her goodbyes.
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"Mister Potter, what are you doing here?" McGonagall asked. Harry was about to enter the first carriage.
"I have a port key to go to the DMLE headquarters. Madam Bones needs me to give her information about a few investigations. Here is her letter."
"Your trunk?" McGonagall asked, obviously looking for something to delay the boy. She sent a patronus to the headmaster.
"I shrunk it down and put it in my pocket," Harry said as he got the thestrals to start moving. Once beyond the assembly area, he got the thestrals to gallop. He made it past the wards when he saw the headmaster's phoenix flame just ten meters from him. Harry waived as he triggered the portkey.
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"Madam Bones, I am Harry Potter's magical guardian. I insist that you allow me to attend any meeting with him." Dumbledore bellowed.
"No, one, Harry is emancipated, so he no longer has a magical guardian. Two, since some of this involves investigating you, which would be a conflict." Madam Bones replied. "We are just taking our lunch break. Harry had a bit to tell."
"All I have done has been for the greater good. There is no reason for you to investigate it." Dumbledore pontificated.
"Oh, bullshite. Your greater good means someone, like myself, is getting buggered. And you do not even use lube," Harry said.
Dumbledore was going to reply when the duty Auror ran in and whispered into Amelia's ear.
"Dumbledore, you need to get back to Hogwarts. A student did not board the express back to London. Instead, she hid in the castle. Once your end-of-year teacher's feast, she barraged into the great hall casting the killing curse. Only Pomona and Filius survived."
"Do you know which student?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yes, Filius said it was a student named Hermione Granger. She died during the attack." Bones said. "Can you think of any reason she would do that?"
"Of course not!" Albus gasped, acting hurt innocence.
"I do," Harry put in.
"You do, Harry?" Dumbledore asked in a dismissive tone.
"Well, her parents were the muggles killed at the house that a dark mark was placed above. Funny thing. The security system of the house next door got a picture of the wizard that cast the dark mark." Harry said looking at Dumbledore. Harry wasn't surprised as Dumbledore fled the office. Once he was gone.
"Here is the picture. It was Dumbledore. I bet he was the one who killed her parents. Also, he had McGonagall sell her in a betrothal contract that not only would have bound her magic and send her to a brothel in Thailand." Harry said.
"That is horrible. You know that unless he was caught killing her parents, none of that is illegal." Madam Bones stated.
"Yeah, she realized that it would take time for me to buy her back from the triad. She would still have lost her magic. Given that, are you surprised that she snapped? From first in our year, future head girl, to ten Thai baht whore? I am told when I started to talk to them, that the johns could do unspeakable things to her if they paid more. For five hundred Americans, you could torture her to death. So her life is only worth less than ten galleons." Harry said.
"Where are you going after our lunch?" Madam Bones asked.
"Somewhere," Harry said, leaving the witch to stew in the absurdity that was magical Britain.
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Harry was glad when he left he had a tail. It was Fawkes. At the Trumpet in Northampton instead of trying to floo somewhere else, he drew his scythe and waited. Not five seconds after he was ready Fawkes appeared. Fawkes started a squawk as the scythe beheaded the bird. As it fell, it burned up in a black fire leaving no ash. Take that Albus, Harry thought. He then flooed to the Grasshopper Pub Poole, in Dorset. Time to leave England.
He took a taxi to the Poole Ferry Building and bought a ticket. Then he walked to the ferry pier. It was a good day. As he was walking, Millie's platypus patronus said she was safe and in Hull. Tomorrow she would be on the ferry. Twenty minutes after waiting a hot bird came to stand beside him. Normally he would appreciate such a woman. Tall, blonde hair blue eye bint looking like a Swedish bombshell. She had brown leather knee-high boots with what he thought were fifteen-centimeter-high heels. Yellow stockings that were held up by suspenders. A very short brown suede skirt that let him see the suspenders and from the flesh shown, guessed at the lack of knickers or a very tiny thong or G-string. An almost see-through yellow shirt that gave away the quarter-cup bra underneath. All covered with a brown leather trench coat that almost looked like a robe.
If the colors didn't give away the game, when she placed her wrist on the railing, there was an air gap just enough for an Auror wand holster. The lady began to chat him up as well as to try to subtly ask him questions. This led him to a bathroom on the ferry.
He used another scougify on them so they were clean, not reeking of sex and she was not dripping anything. Another spell and the lavatory was spotless. He then led Tonks to a place they could have tea, and talk.