Chapter 48
Most Ancient and most Revered House of Peverell
James was shocked whoever this person was didn't do the right thing by wearing his ancestor's crest on his cloak and he was disgracing their heritage he was a murderer for god's sake this was the end of it, James Potter had finally lost it as he walked his wand gripped in his hands towards the entry doors of the chamber as he intended to kill the person disgracing his ancestor's heritage.
"Who are you? Did you kill Madam Umbridge?" Questioned Dumbledore completely ignoring the fact he had Peverell crest on his cloak
"Yes, I did"' replied the cold voice behind the cloud which was covering the person's face
"Are you one of Grindelwald's followers? '' Dumbledore asked, remembering his old friend who had the madness of Deathly hallows had kept Peverell crest as his flag by which Lord Potter was enraged and declared war on him.
"You stupid goat I will never follow any sick idiots like him or Voldemort" whole courtroom shivered as they heard their beloved Dark Lords' name
"Then who are you?" Dumbledore enquired
"Aurors arrest that man for killing Umbitch" Fudge yelled practically jumping in his seat
"Stay put errors I don't want any innocent blood in my hands" The mysterious man warned which send chills down the trained Auror's spine as they froze in the place they were standing
"As for who I am, I am Hadrian James Potter '' Harry said as he removed the part of the cloak which was covering his face. He now had a more defined jawline, and his eyes looked cold like a battle-hardened old man.
"You sick bastard you dare defile my ancestor's heritage by putting their crest on your disgraceful body" yelled James as he entered the courtroom he sent a gray-colored spell towards Harry who easily dodged it and flashed a smile at James who was dumbstruck Harry "Hey Dad"
"Haa rry" James stuttered as he dropped the wand on the ground, the same reaction was given by 3 men who had followed him
"Hey Snuffles, Uncle Frank, and Cyrus' ' Harry greeted his family and turned towards Dumbledore who had a strange twinkle in his eyes as he was looking at Harry.
"Old man, are you sure you are not a Pedophile?" Harry asked the question which bugged him for many years "If you are then I warn you I'll cut that little ..."
"Harry I assure you I am not a Pedophile" Dumbledore blurted out in embarrassment Sirius and James were on the ground laughing. There was an awkward silence before everyone's attention went to Umbitch's dead Body
"Aurors arrest that Boy for killing an esteemed member of our society" Fudge ordered
"Now Fudgy don't be cranky I know, I killed your beloved, but honestly I Don't Give a F#! " Harry yawned as he told "and it's Heir Potter to everyone here, I may have been gone for a few months it doesn't mean it changes my position as Heir to Potter Clan" Harry warned everyone
"Mr. Potter you were declared dead and the title of Heir eventually passed to your younger brother," Dumbledore told
"That's where you're wrong Dumbdore, was I declared dead by my family?" Harry said
"No but.."
"Was I declared dead by my family or Gringotts?"
"NO..."
"Was it announced that my younger brother is the Heir in wizengamot"
"No, but..."
"Lord Potter do you acknowledge me as the Heir of the Potter Clan," Harry said turning towards James
"I do," James said
"Mr. Potter, do not think that your title as Heir of the Potter Clan can save you from the punishment for Killing Madam Umbitch," Dumbledore told him, he was seething in a rage all his plans were washed out. He had planned to take control of Potter's money and army now that both the Charlus and Harry were dead but no this little brat had to come again to fuck up his plan!.
"Look, do I look like I care what you bunch of idiots would do to me for killing that B! ! Overthere" Harry said pointing his finger toward himself
"Mr. Potter would you like to tell us what happened and clear the misunderstanding about the death of Madam Umbitch," Dumbledore asked him again in a grandfatherly tone
"What happened is -
~Flashback~
Daphne Greengrass had the worst holidays, First, she lost her Fiance whom she refused to believe was dead. Everything was fine until her Fiance's grandfather had the same opinion as her but it looked like even he had accepted the fact that his grandson was dead. She knew he was alive and she felt it but, all she could do now was to wait until he returned. She fondly looked at the Diamond ring which adorned her fingers, the one which Harry had gifted her, as she remembered all the good memories of them going out together, and spending time together. She sighed as she got up from her bed it was time for DADA there was some new teacher who was going to take that class even after 2 months of fresh academic years at Hogwarts there was not a single DADA class taken as the management had not found a teacher to fill that post which eventually led to ministry's interference and the minister for all his sound mind appointed his undersecretary as DADA professor.
Umbridge arrived and bustled her way to the front of the classroom. She began to talk about the year's class, and how excited she was to teach them about spells in a carefully structured, theory-centered, Ministry-approved course of defensive magic. Her course aims, which she required the class to copy down: (1) Understanding the principles underlying defensive magic, (2) Learning to recognize situations in which defensive magic can be legally used, and (3) Placing the use of defensive magic in a context for practical use. She directed the students to open their copies of Defensive Magical Theory, and read Chapter One.
Terry Boot, a Ravenclaw boy, finished his reading and closed his book. His hand was in the air
"Your name?" Umbridge asked.
"Terry Boot."
"What is your question, Mr. Boot?"
"Professor, we've learned all this before." Heads around the room began to nod in agreement with Boot, especially the other Ravenclaws. Even Crabbe seemed to silently agree with Boot.
"Ah, but this is the first time you have learned the material in a Ministry-approved course of defensive magic." Umbridge gave Boot a self-satisfied grin.
"Yes, but..." This was Thomas.
Umbridge's smile vanished abruptly. "Students will raise their hands before speaking," Umbridge said coldly. Thomas raised his hand. "And what is your question, Mr. Potter"
"Couldn't our Ministry-approved course of defensive magic starts with spells that we don't know?"
Umbridge smiled condescendingly. Daphne hadn't been aware that there were so many awful ways a person could smile. "That is a common misconception, Mr. Potter. A house with a weak foundation cannot stand. We must first create a strong foundation with a firm understanding of introductory spells before we can move on to more advanced theories."
"But this is our O.W.L. year!" blurted Michael Corner. Leave it to a Ravenclaw to worry about exams at a time like this.
"Hands will be raised before speaking!" Umbridge snapped. Corner thrust his hand in the air, but Umbridge ignored him. "While I do not wish to criticize the way things have been run in this school, it appears that your Defense classes have exposed you to very irresponsible wizards and extremely dangerous half-breeds. "
Rigel began to fume with anger. Didn't want to criticize the school? Hardly. Lupin, a dangerous half-breed? Never.
Daphne Greengrass's hand rose into the air.
"Your question, Miss...?"
"Daphne Greengrass. Professor Umbridge, your syllabus doesn't include any practical application classes. Everything is reading, lectures and tests." Around the room, Ravenclaws began to scramble for their copies of the syllabus, frantic to see for themselves if what Daphne had said was true.
"Of course, dear," Umbridge said. "It is the Ministry-approved syllabus."
Daphne had never lowered her hand. "But how are we supposed to learn new spells if we never practice casting them?"
"Are you expecting to be attacked in my class by a dark wizard, Miss Greengrass?"
"I thought school was supposed to prepare us for the real world, If we get attacked out there by a dark wizard, the situation will not be carefully controlled."" Tracey said.
"HANDS!" shouted Umbridge.
"What is your name, young lady?"
"Tracey Davis."
"Miss Davis. Let me make a few things quite plain. You seem to be under the impression that there is somebody 'out there,' waiting to attack you. I assure you, there is not. While you may have been led to believe that a certain Dark Wizard has returned from the dead, he has not. This is a lie, Miss Davis." Even though she was addressing her comments to Tracey, Umbridge was now looking directly at Thomas and Rigel as she spoke. "Despite the attention-seeking rumor-mongering of a pair of well-known Families, the Ministry of Magic guarantees that you are not in danger from any dark wizards. It is the Ministry's official position that the threat of dark wizards remains negligible, as it has remained for the past fifteen years. The Ministry is keeping us all safe. There is nobody 'out there.'"
Thomas couldn't stand it any longer. He took a deep breath, and let it out slowly. He stood slowly, and as his chair scraped against the floor the room fell silent. Every head turned toward him. Thomas placed his hands on the table in front of him and leaned forward, towards Umbridge. His voice was low, but it commanded attention.
"The Ministry is keeping us safe? So, according to you, My Brother dropped dead of his own accord?"
"Hadrian Potter's death was a tragic accident," Umbridge replied. "And ten points from Gryffindor, Mr. Potter."
"Harry's death was no accident," Daphne, Draco and Tracey said in unison
"Harry was murdered with the killing curse. I heard the incantation myself: Avada kedavra." As Thomas spoke the incantation of the killing curse.
"Detention, Mr. Potter," Umbridge said confidently. "Tomorrow evening at five o'clock."
"And the attack in Diagon alley by Voldemort and his death eaters which caused my Grandfather and Uncle to be in a coma" Rigel sneered many shivered at the dark lord's name.
"Detention, Mr. Black." This time, Umbridge didn't seem so sure of herself. "The ministry never confirmed that the attack was carried out by He- who-must-not-be-named but it was carried out by his death eaters who came out for their revenge" Rigel could tell that Umbridge had carefully crafted and rehearsed that line.
"It might be the Ministry's official position," Thomas said. "But that doesn't make it the truth."
"I will not have you spreading lies in my classroom," Umbridge said. Her lips were pinched together in a thin line. "Detentions for the week." She began to scribble another note, rather more hastily than the last.
"So you are accusing my family that we did all this to gain attention what do you think of us your Fudgy wudgy, we are Potters and I would advise you to mind your tone while talking about my family, after all, the next time I see you disrespecting my family the results will not be pleasant" Thomas warned as he and Daphne, Rigel, Draco, Tracey moved out glaring at Umbitch
Daphne returned to the defense classroom as she had somehow dropped her quill in the class was what she thought but Theodre Nott Jr had it stolen from her bag. It's not that she didn't have quills but this Quill was special, as Harry had gifted it to her. As she entered the classroom she saw Theodre Nott Jr playing with her quill in his hands with his two sidekicks standing next to him.
"Nott gives my quill back" Daphne demanded as she stretched her hand to take it from him
"You Daphne darling I was thinking now that Potter scum is dead why don't we get together and have some fun," Theodore said looking at her in a malicious tone as he moved his hands on the quill which had a design of H and D with a heart in between it.
"Nott just hand my quill over or else"
"Daphne Darling is all this necessary, we would be together since 1st year if not for that Half-Blood scum it's good that he was killed by Dark Lord, or anyway I would have killed him," Nott Heir said
"You bastard," Daphne said as she landed her legs in between Nott"s Groin, Nott fell on the ground holding his nether region as he howled in pain, Daphne did the same to his two lackey's Nott had somewhat regained his composure
"You know, Greengrass, ever since our last year's lesson's with Moody, I've been thinking and I've practiced a particular spell and I'm a little good at it. Now, I'm gonna use it on you." Nott rushed forward and grabbed Daphne's hand and whispered, "Imperio." Daphne felt the effects of the spell taking hold of her mind, she raised her mental walls but Nott seemed to be pressing harder. She punched his ribs and blasted him across the room but Nott was on his feet in no time and Daphne fell to her knees.
"IMPERIO!" Nott hissed loudly and Daphne could slowly feel the spell taking over her mind. She stood up and looked at Nott.
"You love me Greengrass, not Hadrian Potter and when I nod, you'll make out with me with passion. Do you hear me?" A part of Daphne's mind screamed in anger not to do it but to punch him instead and call Harry, but the spell was too strong. She nodded and stood there like a dummy waiting for her master's signal. As Nott nodded she moved forward and Nott held her ass tightly as he lifted her for a kiss but Daphne with all her might kicked him again in his nether region, this time with all her force which caused Nott intense pain as he was struggling on the ground trembling in pain and soon Umbridge entered the classroom as she saw Nott and his lackey's laying on the ground trembling in pain. She gritted her teeth and this Nott heir was given one task in which he had failed badly, now she had to do something.
"Detention Mrs. Greengrass in half an hour in my office and 300 points from Slytherin," She said
"But professor it was Nott who.."
"I don't want the reason's Greengrass, my office in half an hour that's it"
"Am I clear"
"Yes professor" Daphne rushed out of the classroom as Umbridge gripped her wand and used some basic healing spells on Nott and his lackeys
After half an hour Daphne reported to Professor Umbridge's office for her detention. When she walked inside, she was immediately overcome with disgust. The room was decorated from floor to ceiling in varying shades of pastel pink. Decorative plates filled every available space on shelves, tables, and bookcases, and each plate featured a magical portrait of a kitten. The kittens were in various playful poses—playing with string, playing with their own tails, playing with each other—and their muted mewling filled the room.
Umbridge was seated at a small table, next to a pink lamp. She took a sip from her (pink) teacup and set it down upon her (pink) doily.
"Have a seat, Mrs. Greengrass," Umbridge said. She nodded toward a single desk that had been placed in the center of the room. Her voice was calm; she had regained the composure that she lost during class.
Daphne sat. On the desk was a single sheet of parchment, and next to it was a quill.
"You will be writing lines tonight," Umbridge said. "Fill the parchment, please."
"What is my line?" Daphne asked.
"I must not attack my classmates," Umbridge said sweetly.
"Where's my ink?" Daphne asked. There was no inkwell on the desk.
"The quill will take care of that," Umbridge said. "Please begin. You will be released when the parchment is filled."
"Before that Daphne, may I call you Daphne?" Umbridge asked as Daphne nodded
"You see Daphne, I am Senior Undersecretary of Minister and I have been planning to introduce a bill, as you are a well-taught pureblood heiress. It would be good if I get your opinion on the bill" Umbridge asked in a sweet tone
"I plan to pass a marriage law for purebloods by which the ministry will have the power to decide which pureblood heir will marry whom and I plan on pairing you with Nott."
"No way," Daphne said in disbelief
"Why is that Daphne, Nott is a respectable family in our society and mainly purebloods much like yourself, I am sure you both would be a lovely couple" Umbridge smiled at her
"Madam Umbridge, I would advise you to stay within your limits... I would never marry a death eater's son who also likes to molest girls..."
"Surely there has been a misunderstanding my dear, Mr. Nott told me that he loves you and besides I think if you spend some time together all the misunderstanding can be solved," Umbridge said in a sweet tone as she gripped her wand to stun Daphne and present her to Nott Heir as once he get his thing done with her no one can stop them from getting married.
"No way am I spending time with that little punk and I advise you to fu*! Off" Daphne said as she stood up
"I think you are mistaken my dear, you will do as I say" Umbridge stood up as pointed her wand at Daphne and was about to knock Daphne out as someone disarmed her she turned towards the caster who had disarmed her who was standing near the broken door of her office, It was Rigel who had guessed something would happen and had slipped the contacting mirrors into Daphne's Pockets when she left for her detention.
"You dare disarm me, Black!" Umbridge yelled
"Shut up bi! ch and how dare you to try to kidnap Daphne" Rigel said fuming in a rage
"Oh Black you are here too but, sadly, you have to leave now" A voice came from behind it was Theodre Nott Jr and his sidekicks
"Nott you bastard I will kill you" Rigel yelled as he started firing spells at 3 Slytherins whole here Umbridge had picked her wand up and pointed it t Rigel's back and was about to cast the killing curse at him but she was punched in the face by Daphne who had regretted not bringing her wand as it was a rule that students were not allowed to bring wands to detentions
Umbridge stumbled back but managed to maintain her composure. She was fuming in rage as she pointed her wand at Daphne and fired multiple crucial which hit Daphne as she fell down on the floor and screamed in pain.
"I have got enough of you Brats, this is the end of it!" Umbridge yelled at Daphne who was struggling in pain. Umbridge pointed her wands at Rigel who had been tied up by Nott and his sidekicks and fired a Crucio at Rigel screaming in pain
Umbridge pointed her wand at Daphne "Avada..." Umbridge saw a sword cut her hand into two pieces she screamed in pain as she fell down on the ground holding her hand as the hooded person who had cut her hand into two and had stupefied Nott and her cronies and released Rigel and Daphne from the crucial and collected an unconscious Daphne into his arms as he kissed her cheeks and laid her down at the table and turned towards Rigel who had his wands pointed at him.
"Who are you?" Rigel yelled
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