Isekaied by an inept Fanfiction Writer into Harry Potter
A story by DaManWriter, the inept Fanfiction Writer.
Disclaimer: If I did own Harry Potter or any other franchise that might get mentioned in this work, I'd relax on a tropical island right now instead of writing a disclaimer. I just borrow the characters for a bit and return them unharmed. Occasionally.
Chapter 8
Eventually Harry received mail from his so called friends. Two letters arriving almost at the same time and both containing quite similar questions about where he was and what he was up to. According to the message Gringotts had sent with them both letters originally also had tracker and compulsion charms on them, that would have led to his whereabouts and made him spill the beans. The goblins of course got rid of them thanks to his mail security plan.
That old fart just doesn't know when to give up and the other two stooges were happily helping. Fuck them all!
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After endless hours of researching her grandmothers notices and even more hours of absurdly advanced arithmancy calculations riddled with most incomprehensible numerology Luna finally solved the riddle. Calculations she had to repeat multiple times, because of miscalculations and also because her readings were fluctuating.
Still, Luna Lovegood finally had a thesis. The focal point of the dimensional shift was moving around, often at London, sometimes elsewhere, but most of the time it was not far from Calais. At night it was basically always there.
That probably meant the focal point was either a person living near Calais who did business mostly in London, but also elsewhere in Great Britain or something that person carried around.
Luna huffed in annoyance. While that was quite interesting it brought her not one single step closer to catching a crumple horned snorkack! Wait... maybe the focal point IS a snorkack!
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Since Floppy could access the Potter vaults obviously Kreacher could do the same with the Black vaults. Based on this and after consulting both 3MVile Law and Gringotts Harry annulled the marriage of Bellatrix LeStrange. It was actually really easy to do since she had not produced a LeStrange heir within 10 years as stipulated in the betrothal contract. Hard for the bitch to do that when both she and her husband were sitting in solitary cells in Azkaban, but who gave a shit?
The annulment not only brought her dowry but also Bellatrix herself as well as her personal vaults back to the warm embrace of the Blacks. Once confirmed a thrilled Harry sent Kreacher to completely clear out said vaults beginning with Hufflepuff's Cup which was placed in storage together with Slytherin's Locket. Second Horcrux get. Gotta catch them all!
That storage was the first room done in the newly built subbasement at Potter Manor that was under an additional fidelius thanks to Gringotts. Harry was swimming in money now so had no reason to hold back at all.
As soon as the vaults were empty Harry cast Bellatrix out of the Black family with great pleasure. He was only Heir Black so the head of the Blacks could easily overrule that decision but said Lord Black was for one thing in Azkaban unable to do anything and for another thing hated Bellatrix so the psychotic bitch was now officially a blood traitor.
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Yet another article about Dumbledore was the main story of the Prophet.
DUMBLEDORE HIDES DANGEROUS ARTIFACT AT HOGWARTS!
Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, esteemed headmaster of Hogwarts, was hiding a dangerous artifact of dubious origin in Hogwarts when Harry Potter started his education there. What was this artifact? What was the goal of Dumbledore hiding it at a school of all places?
During his speech at the feast to welcome the students Dumbledore warned said students not to go to the hiding place. His exact words were "The third-floor corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a very painful death."
As every parent knows telling children not to do something is a good way to get them to do exactly that. As expected quite a number of students went there to look what was up. A simple alohomora was enough to enter the first room where a giant Cerberus watched the door to the next! A dangerous monster in a school behind a door first years could open! Children could have been eaten!
This reporter does not know what insane death traps came after the first one, but that is not important. What is important is what was Dumbledore thinking endangering our children like this. Was he even thinking? It is not the first time the headmaster acted out of bounds as you all could read in prior articles about the old man. Is this criminal neglect of duty? Is Dumbledore overworked with his multiple high level jobs? Is Dumbledore going senile? The public has a right to know!
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The headmaster groaned after reading the newspaper. It was a good decision to have breakfast in his office, save from his deputy. Maybe he should make a habit out of it.
Fawkes sat on his perch making strange honking noises. What Dumbledore didn't know this was how a phoenix was laughing it's ass off.
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Harry tried wand after wand for seemingly hours. Fuck, it's almost like fumbling about at Olivander's again...
So far he found two old Potter and one Black wand who somewhat worked when a shower of bright purple sparks lit up the room.
"Fucking finally!"
Harry picked up the box the pitch black wand with ornate carvings has come with.
"Procyon Black. African Blackwood with Garuda feather, 12 inches. Seems I have a thing for birds."
He told his elves to bring him wands with bird parts first and only minutes later hit the next bull's eye, this time it was a fountain of golden sparks. Another pitch black wand, this one with just a few carvings on the handle.
"Polaris Black. Ebony with Thunderbird feather, 11.5 inches. Another keeper."
Harry sent Dobby to buy wand holsters for both arms. Things were looking up.
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"Have you heard anything about Harry Potter yet, Daphne?"
The blonde looked at her father Prudenas with a somewhat suspicious countenance. You would never notice unless you knew her quite well.
"Nobody has, aside what is in the Prophet. He appears somewhere for some minutes to do whatever it is he does and vanishes again to Merlin knows where. What do you really want, father?"
Prudenas sighed and called an elf to bring him some fire whiskey.
"Lucius Malfoy contacted me. He wants a betrothal contract for his son Draco with you."
Daphne crossed her arms and gave her father a look that could freeze a bonfire.
"Does he now? Is the little git bored of playing with his hackneyed strumpet Pansy and wants a new toy? I think not."
"I expected that and told Lucius off. He seemed quite unhappy about it."
"Aw, the poor baby."
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Dumbledore searched for Harry just about everywhere. He had trackers on Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger and had them watched, so far with no success whatsoever. The mail trap had not worked either.
The headmaster also had people at Diagon Alley and those had seen Harry arrive and vanish via portkey several times. Following Harry was impossible due to him using Gringotts portkeys to travel. Dumbldore always got there as fast as he could and tried to place a tracker or three, but for some reason that also never worked.
Why did the brat refuse to see that all his actions were for the Greater Good?
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Until the goblins were done repairing and extending Potter Manor - hurry up, you greedy albino dwarfs - Harry wanted to learn some useful magic, most important how to make fucking portkeys. Apparating might have been easier, but as far as he knew it needed a license, could be tracked and was quite loud and as such completely useless for sneaking around. He also wanted to learn absolutely everything about the Dark Mark. Wait...
Thinking about this he noticed something weird. No, not weird, something worrisome. Harry knew the spells Harry should know after two years of Hogwarts. So far so good.
Harry did not know the spells Chris should know after reading quite some fanfiction about Harry Potter, though. Stories that partially went beyond Hogwarts and also beyond all the spells taught there. That was not good at all. He found his lack of spells disturbing.
Shouldn't he have all his prior knowledge? Was this a side effect of... merging for lack of a better term with this worlds Harry Potter who's spell knowledge is overriding that of Chris? Must be, or Being Z would break their agreement. Fuck! Why didn't he notice that right away? It must be Being Z's doing! That fucking floating shithead!
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In the white featureless hell said just as white fucking floating shithead was grinning.
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Now that Harry noticed his lack of spell knowledge he had to redress the problem, fast. Trying to find stuff in the libraries of Potter Manor and Grimmauld Place would take fucking ages with thousands of tomes each. Well, unless you use your brain, that is. Why do something you can make others do?
Harry had a bunch of elves now from the various estates he could put to good use here. Kreacher knew most about the many rather dangerous books at Grimmauld and how they were secured so was leading the research team. Since elves loved nothing more than extra work they went at it with great enthusiasm.
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In Knockturn Alley Truculus Nott heard about Dumbledore looking for Harry Potter. Seems the brat managed to give the old fart the slip.
Trying to capitalize on that Nott ordered a bunch of his own lackeys to find Harry Potter. The Dark Lord would reward him for delivering the boy who dared to make fun of his noble name. Maybe he would make him his right hand man instead of that arrogant bastard Malfoy! The slowly darkening mark on his arm clearly proved his lord would be back soon, he had to hurry to have his present ready.
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Finally the elves unearthed something fascinating about the Dark Mark. The Shart Lord has branded the Death Eaters as chattel, bondsmen. The braindead wankers basically were his slaves.
What's the problem? Since Harry defeated Voldemort in the chamber, he now co-owns the retards. Kinda disgusting now that Harry thought about it and probably as useful as a hole in the head. Well, he will simply turn a blind eye to this shit for the time being.
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Harry decided to rummage for... well... something in the Grimmauld library himself. He walked around and pulled out random tomes to take a short look.
Garbage. Blah. Bullshit. Rubbish. Tush. More bullshit. Useless...
So it went for a while until he kicked a bookshelf in frustration causing several tomes to shift and two to drop to the floor.
"Fuck. Well, more work for the elves. They'll love... it... What is that?"
Hidden behind the tomes a thin book was now partially visible. Considering how dusty it was it must have slipped from above quite some time ago. Or someone tried to hide it deliberately. Who gave a flying shit? Let's see...
War Spells and Methods of the Glorious Revolution
Introduction and Training Manual for Magical Troops
2nd Edition 1689
Harry opened the book he found and read the introduction page. Specially developed magic meant for people without much prior training who needed to go to war? Easy and fast to learn but vicious and powerful? Harry's grin grew to epic proportions...