Basi-Coatl Harry was sprawled out on the Courtyard soaking the Sun that fell through the Eye of Storm of Snow Point.

Toto was sprawled nearby, as was Rhal.

He had been evaluated by the Combat Masters and they decided that he was not needing their teaching. The only thing he needed was training in hand to hand combat and the Master of that Discipline had taken the year off for sabbatical, to visit his Master.

Harry would still wrestle with Trogg, but only in the Courtyard.

Trogg still had his combat training, and his other studies.

Tish had her Shamanic Studies.

Grymsmythe had put a pause on his in class studies, but he was allowed to self study. Susan and Rhal were rising Stars in the Class.

His instructor in the Blood Magic, Sierra, while happy to have him as a blood pet, decided that his Magic was too wild for him to learn the precise Art of Blood Magic, but estatic to have a Daughter of Bathory as an apprentice.

Aldora, the Potion Mistress still allowed him in her class and would often answer questions when his Cooking Skills and Instincts would offer an option not on the board or in the book.

Hermione always had an ear on these conversations. Greengrass was blooming under real instruction. Bones was happy to sidestep the whole thing.

All three Witches were in Combat Arts, and Runes.

Harry had no Idea what Lefa and Chapa were studying, and didn't really care. Same for the rest of his Enturage.

A crackling from out the Gateway caused the Massive Snake Head to swing about to peer through the Veil of the Ward.

The Commander and Sargent of the Silver Squad were stepping out of a circle in the air… showing the City in the background.

: Commander. Sargent. What brings such hard working members of the Law to our shores.: Harry's mind voice had a 'Honey' texture to it.

"You actually." The Commander grunted. "That old man who tried to Stop us, died and the Ministry is asking for access to you."

:Fuck!: Harry pulled himself up and shifted to Human. "Even dead, the Old Bastard screws up my Life." He turned his head to look at the Clocktower over the Courtyard. : Headmistress. Looks like I am going to be leaving school again. Two Silvers are here.:

"Mister Potter. Gather your Witch, Watcher, and be ready to leave in Twenty." Adriana approached the Ward line and held out her hand. "The Scroll."

Harry and Toto ran to the Common Room. :Mynx, I need my Ladies in the Tent… Now. Code McGonagall!:

He switched to Tish's mins. :Dhorisha'ke'a'char duty. Make your excuses:

: Dobby. I am going out. I am leaving the Tent and my brides. I need you to care for my Guests. Also … I need three Wrysa hides rolled to Go. Grangy is joining me. Need a bag packed for both of us.:

As the two of them ran into the common room, Trogg was rubbing Lefa's feet.

"Why Harr run?"

"Law is escorting me to England for Questioning."

His Witches jogged in as Tish bounded through the hallway… sliding past the doorway.

"Okay, quick notice. I am being called to England for Questioning on Albus's Death. I need Hermione for overwatch and testimony. Do you two want to go? Do you want to send letters? You have ten minutes to pack or write your Letters. I leave it to you." Susan and Daphne ran to the tent.

Dobby appeared, snapped. "Packing in bags."

"Thanks Little Buddy. I also need my Bike, the side car, and the trailer… and another hide… make it three."

"Trogg go. Watch Harry drop Hammer."

"Hermy." Lefa rolled forward. "You take Trogg?"

"Okay, but only Harry services me." Hermione sighed.

SPRB

Fifteen minutes later, Harry, Hermione, Trogg, Tish and Toto were waiting on the Courtyard.

Hermione had Dobby collect all of her babies, and knew that she was getting new books.

Susan arrived with three scrolls and a list. The list went to Hermione and the Scrolls went to Harry. Daphne had five Scrolls and a list.

Both kissed Harry and returned to their studies.

Trogg grunted. "Harr has three, but only needs one." He snickered.

"My One is strong enough for the both of us." Harry grinned at the Grunn.

Trogg grunted as he Shifted his Pack with the War-Maul lashed to the Side.

Ward arrived at the yard. "Are you going to cause more trouble?"

Harry glared at the Combat Healer.

Hermione facepalmed. "You just had to jinx us, didn't you." She looked at the Headmistress. "It's his Fault this time."

A Hertasi scuttled up with three scrolls for Hermione and one for the Commander.

"Battle Mage… Sorcerer Adept… Registered to Snow Point… Place of Residence k'Potter… open to negotiations with the Silver Griffins on a Case by Case basis." The Commander looked at the War Wizard. "Do you place your self under my Command?"

Harry looked at Hermione. "One Silver coin, please." The Sargent dug out and American Quarter, and flipped to the Witch. "Battle Mage Potter is contracted to Commander…"

"Windstar."

"Commander Windstar with Sargent…"

"Alexander."

"Sargent Alexander as second in command. Only if their orders threaten Battle Mage Potter or his Keeper, does He have the right to disregard Orders." She clasped forearms with the Commander.

"Okay, Roll out." The Commander stepped out into the unprotected area of the Pier and waited for Sargent Alexander to open a Gate…

:Oh… so that's how you do it.: Harry whispered through the Gift.

SPRB

First they stopped at the Cliff City Vale, where the Scroll was Copied, Stamped, and Filed.

Then Windstar led them to another area and the Mage there opened the Gate to the same Alley in the Meatpacking District.

This time Harry smiled as he pointed Holly at Trogg and cast a Notice me Not charm on the Grunn. Holly bucked weirdly.

Hermione sighed as she led the humans to a Coffee truck and ordered a cup of tea, a bag of crisps, and a Dairy Cream for each Human and the Grunn.

As Hermione was paying… the galley granny smiled at their attire. "What's with your clothing, Deary?"

"Costume Party." Hermione smiled at the muggle. "Please ignore anything else from us… most likely we will be in Character."

The woman gave her a look.

"We are shooting a pilot episode for a new show." Harry smiled at the sweet granny. "But we are using hidden cameras and are wanting the reactions to be organic. The only reason you are being included is Craft Services are off limits." He helped Hermione gather the items, and led them away from the food truck.

: Nothing for us?: Tish drooped her ears.

"I am playing that you two are just dogs." Hermione smiled at the Kyree. "I can promise you that the Entertainment will be that much more enjoyable when you get to drop your sheep skin."

"Besides, I will get you both something to fill your tummies when we are done."

A double pop drew the attention of the group. Now the group was not hiding that they were not Muggle, and the two red robes approached.

"Who are you and what are you doing here in the open?" A banty blond in tweed under his Dragon Hide robes demanded.

"Windstar, the Sliver Griffins, we are to escort a suspect to the Ministry… but the you have not allowed our people access to your premises. How can we deliver the suspect to you if we can't get to you?"

"Not my problem." He grinned, "But I will take the suspect off your hands."

"Like we are going to bring Black here." Harry sneered. Without his glasses and Scar, he was just another mage. "Considering that he has eluded you for two years, and then the Silvers caught him… we are not going to allow some common Red Robe let him slip away again."

"And you are?" The man with a chip on his shoulder sneered.

"Specialist. Call me Ryder."

Hermione snorted into his back.

"So where is He?" The Auror stepped closer to Harry.

Trogg punched him in the face from over Harry's Shoulder. As Trogg's fist is about the same size as The Banty Blonde in Tweed.

"You would think that with all the facial damage he gets, he would learn a few things." Hermione peered over at the smashed face of the Auror.

"Lord Potter." The other Auror nodded. "Yaxley is a Pureblood. They routinely have themselves obliviated after taking this kind of damage." He held out his hand. "Junior Auror Puckett."

Harry shook his hand. "Send him to Mungo's and take Us to your Leader."

Hermione swatted his head.

Sargent Alexander Frowned. "You seem to be hitting him a lot."

"He made a bad joke." Puckett Summoned a dead fish and dropped it on Yaxleys chest before he turned it into a Portkey. As the body Vanished, he pulled out a jump rope, and held it out.

Harry picked up Toto, and took an end. :No eating Magic.: He 'tight beamed' at the Wrysa.

Trogg and Tish gripped the rope as did everyone else.

[Portus]

SPRB

Bones was rubbing the bridge of her nose, trying to stave off the Headache she knew was coming and that only two or three glasses of Ogden's finest would sooth it.

An alert that an incoming Portkey was Entering at the Arrival Zone.

Bodies arrived… only two landed on their feet. The Auror… and a Wolf the size of a pony. Two humans in gray cloaks and a bushy haired Witch quickly rolled to the side and watched as an oversized albino gorilla landed squarely on a Wizard…

"Damn Magical Transportation!" The muffled voice carried across the room. "Everything but a Broom Hates ME! And I am trapped under Trogg's Ass Again!"

The White Gorilla snickered And rolled to the side, coming to all fours instantly. "Puny Harr Trip around World." He grunted his laughter.

"Hey!" Harry struggled to his feet. "At least I am not like Tonks."

"OI!"

The Hall was filled with good natured chuckling.

The White Haired Wizard looked about before seeing Director Bones and Chief Hammer on the platform above the Bullpen.

"Director. On a personal note… Mail Call." Two of Susan's scrolls were passed to the large Black Wizard in tribal robes. "Tonks, as Head of your House, got some errands for you." He pulled out the rest of the scrolls. "I need these mailed. I will also need my Lawyers. Both Black and Potter. I have paid the Retainer."

Tonks glared at him, before she took the scrolls and stormed away.

Hammer frowned as she accepted the scroll with her name. "Where is Yaxley?"

"St Mungo's." Puckett smirked.

"Face likes Punch." Trogg grunted.

"You went out for a simple underage trace investigation." Vance asked.

"We told him that we were transporting Black." Harry grinned. "He demanded that we turn him over and get lost."

"That's a second strike." Scrimgeour strode up. "Two more and I can dismiss him for incompetence."

"What was the First?" Hermione asked.

"He tried to intercept a delivery to Gringotts a couple of months back. This was the first field assignment since."

"This wouldn't happen to be about the time Bones and Greengrass were taken, would it? Hermione grinned. "I can attest to the fact he ignored the fact that three sub-age witches were standing beside said snake when he tried to steal it." She cocked her hip. "It could be considered that he aided in the abduction of the Heir of two Houses… and the contracted consorts of Lord Potter and Lord Black."

Puckett smirked. "Of course we can't confirm Yaxleys side, as his Healer obliviated him… destroying the evidence."

Hammer snorted. "Puckett. Wait for me at my desk."

Tbc