Hey everyone and welcome back.
Today we have Harry continuing with classes, getting some letters that affect his plans, and then setting up some future fun for himself.
With that said and done, let's get this show on the road.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or anything else that may appear in this fic.
"Speech"
(Thoughts)
"Language that's not English"
Spell Name
[Conversation Thoughts]
{Letter or text}
CHAPTER 3: MEETINGS
HOGWARTS GREAT HALL: LUNCH
Harry sat calmly at the Ravenclaw table as he ate with Jacob, Evie, and Delphi sitting with him and then the others of his year sitting around them idly chatting about what happened in Transfiguration and Charms, which had also spread to the rest of the student body, including the duel between Harry and Draco. Most were sniggering or looking at Draco with disdain for how he handled himself, most of the latter was coming from Purebloods, while the sniggering was coming from just about everyone else.
There were also some of the older Slytherins looking at Draco in anger because he lost to a half-blood and essentially brought shame onto Slytherin for losing the duel.
A few were also looking at Harry too, but Harry didn't care and he was sure that the staff were now informed of what had happened and he wondered what Dumbles would do or feel about what he'd done, hopefully it would make the man's head possibly explode from shock or from trying to work out WHAT Harry had done in charms and how he was as advanced as he was in both subjects.
Harry didn't care, though Draco needed to act fast to save his reputation or it would likely lead to Malfoy Senior and Lady Malfoy chewing him out for embarrassing both sides of the family and in front of many future connections and heirs/heiresses no less, many of whom had power and money to make things difficult in the future.
If Malfoy Senior was smart, he'd do some damage control after finding Draco's account being less than truthful since he'd paint it to make him look like the victim rather than the idiot of the scenario, but that only worked so well against many reports to the contrary. Isabella would likely send her own letter, though what she'd write, he wasn't sure just yet, but it didn't matter to him either way since regardless of anything, it wouldn't affect Harry at all significantly.
Eventually, it came time to go to Potions in the dungeons and they all moved there.
They entered and sat down, Harry's friends around him with the others of Ravenclaw nearby and Neville sitting with Jacob again. They sat and waited before the doors opened and Snape entered with his cloak billowing behind him, "There will be no silly wand waving or incantations in this class. Some of you may lack the true appreciation for the art of Potioneering and will have trouble believing that it is in itself a form of magic as there is no flashy lights or words, but that is a case for many of the dunderheads I've had to teach over the years. It is an exact science, requiring precision, discipline, focus, intelligence, and patience, something many of you no doubt lack but you're welcome to surprise me." He stated in a cold tone as he moved to the podium and looked at them all, lingering on Harry for a minute, before continuing, "IF you are actually willing to pay attention and learn, along with not being completely incompetent, then I can teach you how to bewitch the mind, ensnare the senses, bottle fame, brew glory, break your enemies of their will, heal the most grievous of wounds, capture the elements to serve you in battle, restore your stamina, and even put a stopper in death. That is of course counting on the fact you aren't the usual batch of dunderheads and fools that I have to teach." He continued as he looked over them all.
Snape then turned to the roll and went through the names, "Ah, Mr. Potter, our newest celebrity." He stated in a neutral tone as he looked at Harry, who calmly looked back at him. "Up for a quiz, Mr. Potter?" He asked and Harry nodded.
"If you'd like me to test me, feel free to." Harry answered in a neutral tone.
"Then tell me, Mr. Potter, what would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?" Snape asked as Hermione put her hand in the air, making the others glance at her thinking she was either an idiot or a teacher's pet, neither were beneficial to her in the long run.
"You'd have the primary parts to the Draught of Living Death, sir. However, you'd still need sloth brains, standard potioning water, valerian root, moondew, flower head, and a Sopophorous bean." Harry answered and supplied knowing the ingredients, stirring, heating, and order of operations for it and many other potions.
Snape was silent a long moment before he nodded, "That is correct. Now where would you look if I asked you to get me a Bezoar?" He asked before looking at Hermione, who was nearly standing from her seat with her hand in the air, "Put your hand down, girl! I don't recall asking you." He ordered in a near hostile tone making Hermione shirk back in her seat in both fear and embarrassment.
"I'd normally suggest your own potions cabinet, sir, but otherwise I'd check with Madam Pomfrey first or an apothecary shop. If you wanted a fresh one, I'd have to find a goat and take it from their stomach. Studies are showing mountain goats have better ones, but any goat should have one." Harry answered, making Snape twitch his lips slightly.
"Correct. Now, what is the difference between monkshood and wolfsbane?" He asked standing there calmly while a few in class were wondering if this was the same Snape their families had told them about.
"There is no difference between monkshood and wolfsbane, they're the same plant and generally known by the name aconitum or aconite for short, but it is also known as leopard's bane, devil's helmet, and blue rocket." Harry informed making Snape nod.
"Excellent, 15 points to Ravenclaw." Snape stated before looking at the rest of the class, who the majority of was either staring at Snape or at Harry "And why aren't you lot writing this all down?!" He nearly shouted making a few quickly begin writing while Delphi, Jacob, and Evie had already written it.
Once he had gone over the syllabus for the year, he had them work on creating a potion to cure boils. While the method of teaching wasn't that good, as Snape was just having them follow directions on a board rather than discussing proper safety and brewing methods, it wasn't the worst Harry had ever seen and at least Snape was looking over things while they worked rather than kicking back and relaxing or leaving the room entirely.
Harry was currently working alone; Jacob helping Neville, Delphi and Evie paired, Isabella and Hermione, Daphne and Tracey, and others as well. Ron Weasley had tried to pair with him, but he had rejected it immediately and was amused to see that Ron was forced to work with Draco, both of whom were VERY unhappy with that occurrence; Draco doubly so because he wanted someone competent to do all the work since he felt it was beneath him.
Harry went through the motions, the knowledge of how to do this ingrained in his head to the point that he could do this with his eyes closed. He knew Snape had come by at one point, and could feel the surprise coming from the man at how well he was doing. Not surprising, many assumed he grew up in the muggle world, which wasn't wrong exactly but he had plenty of knowledge of the wizarding world too.
How he got that knowledge… well, there were far more ideal ways and methods of doing so, but it was too late to cry over spilled milk and Harry intended to push on.
He added his last ingredient and finished his potion, uncaring that he did so in half the time. He quickly got a piece of parchment and a quill and scribbled down his notes and changes along with why he made said changes just before Snape came over and inspected his potion with interest, counting using his wand to check it to be sure of things.
"Mr. Potter, how did you do this? Your potion is not only perfect, but you've finished it in half the time." Snape asked waiting to see if he needed to read the boy's mind and find if he cheated.
Harry just held the parchment out to him and he took it before reading it.
The class watched with interest and shock, minus Harry's three friends, as Snape's eyebrows slowly rose as he read more and more of the parchment before he looked at Harry with raised eyebrows and wide eyes. "Mr. Potter… this is most impressive. I shall pass this along to the British Potioneers Association. Take 75 points for both an excellent potion and for coming up with this method." Snape finally spoke still looking at Harry in surprise, though there was a bit of pride and respect as well.
"Thank you, sir." Harry stated with a small smile as Snape nodded and moved to check the others after he pocketed the parchment.
The other students, not counting his friends, were shocked that Harry, being a first year, had actually improved a potion that many adults hadn't.
What only Harry and his friends knew was that no one had ever tried to improve it. A great deal of the wizarding population were lazy and unimaginative and just followed the "if it's not broke, why try and fix it?" method of things. There had been no true improvements, new discoveries, creations, etc. etc. in over 200 years beyond brooms. Muggleborns were the pushers for new advancements for a time before that until the pureblood supremacy movement truly gained momentum and most Muggleborns decided not to make waves regardless of if it was positive ones for everyone or not.
Harry would rectify that quite a bit if he had any say in the matter and he'd run over anyone who got in the way of it.
Eventually, class ended with people still looking at Harry, though Ron and Draco had to go to the hospital wing after their potion exploded and caused them to be covered in boils rather than curing them as was intended.
Harry hung back for a moment though, "What do you need, Mr. Potter?" Snape asked looking at the young man in curiosity while wondering what he was capable of.
"I wanted to say thank you for treating me as a student and not as my father." Harry stated making Snape raise an eyebrow. "You could have just as easily treated me as an enemy like my father was for a time, but instead you decided to be professional about it and at least see if I was worth treating with contempt. I am not my father, nor am I my mother, I am a mixture of both plus my ancestors. I am aware that you and he buried the hatchet, before he died, but it was still unknown if you'd react poorly to me or not, and I thank you for being professional about it where others would have lashed out." Harry stated making Snape nod in understanding.
"There is nothing to thank me for, Mr. Potter. As you said, you are not your father and we did mend our disagreements before he died. So long as you continue to be a good student and not cause problems, I see no reason we can't be civil." Snape stated as Harry nodded. "I am curious as to how you figured out how to enhance the potion as you did." He stated leaving the question in the air to be answered without actually asking it, a basic Slytherin move.
"I have had many teachers, sir, some very strict, some aloof, some carefree, but all encouraged free thinking and imagination as well as knowing the properties, characteristics, values, significance, and all other information to know what could and couldn't work if you knew the details. I can promise you that the information stuck and I've been looking over various potions ever since to see if there were improvements to be made anywhere. I've found a couple, though I've only browsed the options that are brewed in first year so far. Wizards, sadly, are usually a lazy bunch and don't seek improvement to things that work, they're content or uncaring enough to just leave it as is." Harry stated, feeling a bit bad that he both lied and told the truth, from a perspective, to Snape, but it was more truth than lie so it wasn't too bad.
Snape thinned his lips and looked at Harry, he sent a weak probe just to see if the boy had any defenses. He normally didn't do this, but he felt it may be necessary and hopefully never have to try it again. He was quite shocked at just getting a minuscule glance at the defenses before his probe was ejected violently enough to be noticed but not so much so to cause pain or backlash on Snape's person.
He blinked and saw Harry looking at him with a small amused smile. "I give you an 8 on technique, but a 3 on subtlety sir." Harry idly commented as Snape raised his eyebrows in surprise at the fact he was actually aware of the probe.
"Mr. Potter, I-" Snape started knowing that doing such a thing could cause a great deal of problems, both for the fact it was on a minor and a student, but also for the fact that Harry had quite a bit of political and financial muscle on his side.
"It's fine, sir." Harry cut him off making Snape look at him in shock at his casual brushing aside of a mental attack on his person. "While I dislike the approach, I can't blame you for trying to gain more information on an unknown and potential threat. It's a very Slytherin move, though as I said your subtlety could be better especially counting the fact you could have tried it in the hall when I was potentially distracted and unprepared for possible invasions or at least not be able to figure out where it was coming from. Still, I can't fault you for trying since I'm only 11." Harry stated his smile still in place as Snape just stared at him trying to comprehend this situation and wondering if he was hit with a Confundus. "If you want, I'll make a vow right now not to tell anyone about this nor hold it over you in the future." Harry offered as Snape just looked at him and swallowed thickly.
"That… will not be necessary, Mr. Potter." Snape stated as he got through his shock and began to compose himself. "I apologize, that was a bit rash on my part." He added and Harry nodded in agreement.
"Think nothing of it, sir. As I said, I understood why you did it." Harry stated calmly before he dipped his head. "Even if I didn't, I probably would have given you a pass out of respect for my mother and your friendship with her." He continued making Snape widen his eyes.
How did Harry know about him and his mother?!
"I know about you two, how you were her comfort when "freaky" things started happening and she was your safety from your father. I know you loved my mother, but it was closer to sibling than romantic and like many abused children you wanted to cling to her out of fear of losing her. I know she had feelings for you beyond as a brother, but they started to decay and fade when you had to keep her at arm's length for both of your sakes lest the Slytherins begin targeting both of you heavily. I know in your fourth year, you had to cut her off entirely by calling her a Mudblood in front a group of people as many Slytherins were getting leery of you. I know that sparked the war between you and the marauders, which helped build your credibility in Slytherin. I know that in seventh year you came clean to her and most of the marauders about why you were that way after my father saved your life. I know you hated serving the dark lord. I know you had a job to do and then became Dumbledore's servant. I know you're a double agent for those with that brand on your left arm. And I know you don't fully trust Dumbledore as something always pricked at your mind, but you've no idea what." Harry listed as Snape just stared at him in shocked silence.
"I also know she loved, trusted, and believed in you to the end and nothing you've done could make her disappointed in you or make her hate you." He added as Snape sat there frozen.
"How I know all that, is my business, but know that if you ever need anything, my door is open. I'd have liked to have an uncle on my mother's side that wasn't an asshole. Good day, sir." Harry stated as he nodded and walked to the door.
"My door is open to you as well." He heard Snape say, making him pause and look back to see the man looking at him. "Just because you're not in my house, doesn't mean I can't help and support you." Snape added making Harry smile and nod before he continued on his way.
"100 points to Ravenclaw." He heard Snape as he exited the room making him smile more as he moved to his next class.
Later, after Herbology where Harry earned another 100 points for answering the professor's questions and going into detail on the care and properties of a few plants, Harry sat down for dinner ignoring the gossip going around him about beating Malfoy in a duel, the spell he used, his potions class, and finally for Snape actually awarding points to someone that wasn't a Slytherin.
Harry didn't care, he also ignored the happy looks that the Ravenclaw students were sending him. They were overjoyed to have someone in their house earning points and drawing positive attention, but would they stay so supportive if some other things came to light? Harry was doubtful, but he'd give them the chance to prove him wrong.
He could also sense the stares he was getting from the teachers, no doubt they'd had their own discussion about things or soon would, given that he knew each year they had a meeting to discuss students and the like.
He did linger on Quirrell for a moment, but decided he'd leave that to his friend to handle than get his own hands dirty… at least at Hogwarts anyway.
Harry simply ate calmly and left for the dorm with the others, idly talking with them about things in class before they arrived back at the dorm with time to spare.
"I have land but no trees, bridges but no water, lakes but no fish, and cities but no people. What am I?" The knocker asked as they reached the door.
"A map." Harry answered without pause making the knocker nod before the door opened letting Harry walk in with his friends following.
Entering, he saw some of the older students there doing their first bit of homework and walked by to sit down when he heard a sixth year groan. "Merlin, the homework is worse than last year and that was for OWLs." They groaned as one person nearby sighed.
"Did you expect it to get easier? It's prep for the coming NEWT year." A student near them answered as they kept working on their own homework making the first sigh.
"I didn't expect it to hit so early, it's only the first day! And now I have to try and remember the order of care for conjuring something bigger than a dog." They complained and their friend was going to answer before Harry cut in.
"Size over weight over appearance." Harry stated as he read a book.
"Huh?" The sixth year stated as they turned to look at him.
"You prioritize the size over the weight, and the weight over the appearance when conjuring larger objects or animals." Harry stated idly as he kept reading his book.
The sixth year blinked before looking at their homework and then looking back at Harry, "How'd you know that?" They asked and Harry shrugged.
"I know a lot; it's why I don't worry about class or homework because I know I'll not have trouble with any of it." Harry replied while still reading his book and ignoring the looks he was getting.
"Golpalott's Third Law?" The student asked wondering if he knew about potions as well.
"In summary, it states that making a cure for a blended poison isn't as simple as mixing the antidotes for each poison blended. A simplified version is that an antidote will be more than the sum of its parts. You will need the antidotes for the poisons and then a specific ingredient that when added can make the antidotes into a true cure for the blended poison." Harry explained as he kept reading his book.
"Water charm?" They asked, not noticing that everyone was looking at them now counting three amused friends of Harry's.
"Aguamenti. Pronounced AH-gwah-MEN-tee. It's just a simple point cast when you get it down, but until you do, you'll have to do an S shape going down then up to down again." Harry replied easily as he sat there. "It's usually combined with Glacius, pronounced GLAY-see-us, as it can quickly freeze an opponent or at least limit their movements quite a bit." He added idly as he flipped the page.
"How do you know all this?!" One of the older students finally asked in shock.
"I like to have all the information possible; I admit some NEWT items were challenging, but I learned and mastered the various bits of it." Harry revealed as he sat there ignoring the gaping students.
"We told you, Harry's a genius and prodigy if there ever was one." Delphi stated as she sat with her own book.
"It's true, Harry's been teaching us advanced items as soon as we could access our magic." Evie added as she sat near Harry and was looking over her own homework.
"Prove it." Another stated making them look at him like he was a moron.
"You mean besides giving them the correct answers to the questions they asked?" Harry asked rhetorically before he simply pointed at the person causing them to shout as they started floating in the air before Harry began making them spin rapidly in the air causing them to scream.
A jet of water then burst from his hand and soaked the person before they were then covered in frost and then set back down before the frost melted and they were completely dry like nothing happened.
The common room could only gape at Harry casually using non-verbal and wandless magic like it was just a casual thing.
"The fact that I improved a potion by cutting down the time and increasing its potency should also show some credentials for me." Harry added as he went back to his book.
Jacob merely smirked at all the dumbfounded looks from people before Harry decided to head to bed and his friends chose to follow suit knowing that the questions weren't going to stop if they didn't.
The girls and others of their year were still stuck trying to process the multiple reveals of Harry that they had just witnessed.
Harry entered his room and began getting ready for bed before he paused, "Going to visit Quirrell tonight?" Harry asked looking over his shoulder and seeing his red-eyed ally there.
"No, thought I'd stretch my legs around the castle and Hogsmead while looking into a few things that interest me and a few that interest the both of us." The figure stated making Harry raise an eyebrow. "Have some patience, boy, no reason to poke a minor hornet nest that's inside of a larger one just yet. For now, I'll watch and observe until I have more of a reason to act other than his guest." The figure continued making Harry sigh and nod.
"Fair enough." Harry responded before a knock at his door came. Harry waved his hand letting him see through the door to see Evie there.
He canceled the spell and waved his hand to open the door.
Evie entered with a nod and closed the door as Harry held a finger up telling her to wait a moment as she stood by the door.
"Just be careful not to get caught, last thing we need is for shit to get more complicated. Especially since we don't know who may have the map. Also, be sure the others have a chance to explore Hogwarts. I know they have their own assignments and such, but still." Harry cautioned the figure making them nod.
"Very well, I'll be back when I'm done." The figure stated before they vanished and Harry turned to Evie, who was standing there calmly waiting for her boss to address her not even batting an eye at what she had witnessed.
"What is it?" He asked and she produced four letters.
"Polly just came and gave me these. Deek is still doing that job for you, so she was on hand to get the mail. One is Gringotts, one is from Nic, the third is unaddressed but was traced back to Italy, and the fourth… I honestly don't know. It was traced to Asia and then it just vanished from there." Evie answered making Harry narrow his eyes and nodded.
"I see, thank you, Evie. Get some rest." He ordered, making her nod as he took the envelopes and she left while closing the door.
Harry went to his desk and set the letters down before opening the Gringotts one first since he figured it would be the least troublesome.
{Greetings Lord Potter,
I am writing to inform you of a few items of interest to you.
First, there have been some subtle and not so subtle attempts to look into your accounts and holdings with us, all blocked of course. People have tried different ways to do so, both legally and through other means, said people have been penalized by us accordingly and the truly hotheaded ones have been given to the DMLE.
On the business side of things: Misters Borgin and Burke were most receptive to your offer and will happily keep an eye out for the list of items you wanted them to find. They were also happy to make vows that they'd sell the items directly to you or an agent that had proof and would thoroughly check the authenticity while not trying to back out of the deal. They were also most thankful for the contacts you provided for their business and ask that you simply contact them if you need anything brought in "discreetly" as possible.
Madam Malkin is willing to offer you 32% of her store for the funding offered as well as the prospects for new designs and materials. If they turn out to be a success, she is willing to sell the other 17% to you on the contingency that more designs and materials can be procured and provided, more on the material being a steady delivery than the designs but she wouldn't turn them down.
We've managed to purchase 23% of the shares for the Daily Prophet under a pseudonym you provided and placed them within your private files. More shares are under negotiation, but others will be harder unless you'd like to add more to the offer in some manner.
Xenophilius Lovegood was very pleased and happy to receive your donation as well as the information you passed on. He has promised, under our wards at that, that he will be happy to support and aid you in anyway possible should you need it in the future. He also expressed a desire for you to visit or write to him as he wished to discuss a private matter or two.
Mr. Olivander was also quite pleased with your donation and offer of business ventures plus experimentations. I believe he has messaged his family to see if some of his nephews or cousins could come and lend a hand with some of the projects, while assuring me he'd make them swear to secrecy.
Your friends in the hotel business are also gracious for your contributions and inform us that you have a permanent suite whenever you need a place to stay in their territory. The few that you sent specifications to for equipment have also stated they'd have their best work on it and ensure the designs aren't "appropriated" after completion.
As for your property ventures, they are progressing well. We have made the purchases in locations you requested in the states, Japan, Italy, Brazil, Germany, France, India, and Spain and are in the process of warding, renovating, and altering them to your prospects. The purchases for Bulgaria, Norway, Greece, Egypt, China, and the different islands in the Caribbean are taking time due to tracking owners and translating the prices accordingly.
Your purchases within England, Scotland, and Ireland are at 76% completion to your specifications. They'd be closer but one of our lesser suppliers attempted to deliver subpar material and we wouldn't have that. We've discounted the price we were charging for this delay and hope it doesn't reflect poorly on our growing relationship.
The last piece of information is that a certain vault was broken into yesterday, much to our annoyance and your warning was appreciated. Coincidentally, said vault was cleared out a week ago, likely due to the break-in being foreseen. We are, naturally, unamused that such a thing wasn't warned to us by said person, but we also know there is little point in giving our grievances voice to others of your kind.
If there are any steps, precautions, or actions that you wish for me to take, please inform me and I shall do them if they are within my power to do, after taking appropriate funds in compensation of course.
May your gold shine forever, and may your enemies fall by your blade.
Best Regards, Chieftain Rognak}
Harry hummed a moment before he wrote his response to his personal account manager. He told him he was thankful for the hard work and that he could up the offer for Daily Prophet purchase by 13%. After that, Harry would rather know who the major holdouts were and he'd see if he could get them in another manner.
He also passed along a message to have some of his Italian friends look into Angelo Zabini and his associates along with his network. For local, he wanted Hermione's family and connections looked into along with Malfoy's holdings and such.
He also requested that the situation with the Patils be looked into and for any loopholes, clauses, and the like be identified and told to him.
The Entwhisle, Li, Nott, Crabbe, Goyle, Parkinson, Smith, Finch-Fletchley, Hopkins, Thomas, Finnigan, and Dunbar families were also on his more interested list, but he still wanted the other families of his yearmates and some outside of his year looked into just in case he needed an edge or an opportunity presented itself.
Some of the outside year were Angelina Johnson, Alicia Spinnet, Katie Bell, Cedric Digory, Cho Chang, Oliver Wood, Cormac McLaggen, Marietta Edgecomb, Marcus Flint, Nymphadora Tonks, and Michael Corner just to get some extra info, though Nymphadora wasn't fully necessary due to Harry's contacts, but there may be something that wasn't revealed to him from the others.
With that done, he took the next letter which was from an ally named Nic.
{Dear Hadrian,
I have no doubt that you are aware of the recent events pertaining to my item, I trust you'll handle things soon enough in whatever manner you deem fitting. My family has decided to be done with it, we've lived long enough and even then the past few years have been a bit rough since we don't die of old age, but the body still ages and withers. At this point, the elixir is only forcing our bodies to keep going, not keeping us alive, truly alive. I leave it to you to decide what to do with it, I've already begun getting my affairs in order and leaving instructions for trusted confidants. Our mutual acquaintance will not be among them, I've seen the decline in him and his stance on things as the years went by after I mentored him. I'm just thankful I never inducted him into the group or things could be even more disastrous than they already are.
I thank you for your years of friendship and brotherhood, and can safely say that you are my most prized student, and one of my most dear friends as well as a son to me.
We hope to see you one last time before our time eventually comes, but if not, know that our wishes, thoughts, hearts, house, and cores go with you.
Yours in trust, friendship, and brotherhood.
Nicolas Flamel.}
Harry sighed as he sat the letter down knowing one more trusted friend and ally would be gone soon. At least this one was leaving on his own terms rather than through any of their various enemies' barbarism and sadism.
He'd have to be sure to visit them as soon as he could, maybe have another chess match with Nic before he passed.
He quickly marked out his reply and set it aside to be sent out with the others once he was ready.
Turning to the first unmarked letter, he saw it actually was marked, since the stamp used to seal on the wax seal was embossed with an emblem he knew very well.
{Hello, my brother,
I am writing this to you in hopes you can provide aid in this increasingly troubling time.
You see, there is a shift in the air here. The Pazzi and their allies are beginning to get bolder and they've been seen discussing things with another gentleman that I am unfamiliar with, but he has ties to the Zabini family and that alone makes my fears grow.
I fear for my children, they aren't yet ready for the life we lead especially Claudia and Petruccio, and I ask if they could be sent to you to watch over and mentor. Maria knows the risks and can handle herself, but doing so while protecting the children would be dangerous to us even with Vincenzo de Medici siding with us along with our own allied families.
Should we fall, Italy will be lost for a time, but I know you and the others could reclaim it in the future. I fear not for the country, but for my family and house. Mario is getting old and I am not the youthful man I once was, too long playing the humble politician and businessman doesn't help either, we will make the enemy pay before they take us, but take us they will. I fear there is nothing that will stop that besides you coming here to wage war yourself but I know that is not a true option.
I merely request you watch over my family should things happen and if my sons seek revenge, train them to be true members of our people and not simple killers.
I have told Machiavelli to distant himself from us, he is more vital than the rest to keep a hold within the Vatican and the criminal families allied with us.
I pray I don't need your services and help, my brother, but should it come to pass, I know that I can leave this world with a smile knowing our enemies' days are numbered and that my house will continue through your aid.
May your blade and your wand always find their targets and may you get your long overdue and deserved justice.
Yours in trust, brotherhood, and friendship.
Giovanni Auditore.}
Harry cursed as he put his face in his hands and grit his teeth, ignoring the sparks of lighting that crackled around him as he did.
He quickly got his quill and added amendments to Rognak's letter asking for information on a list of families in both Italy and Spain and making it clear money was no object for the information and it was a high priority that such a thing be done as quietly as possible.
He then wrote back to Giovanni his answer along with a few other things he wanted Giovanni aware of, counting a spell or two that would be useful to them when the enemy moved.
Sighing and taking a deep breath to calm himself and let his mind wander through plans and ideas while he took the last letter, already guessing the sender based on the perfume that was on it.
Too faint for Evie to smell, but not for him.
{Dearest Beloved,
I am writing this to you for my own reasons and on behalf of my father.
Father wishes to inform you that he has potentially found a successor for him to take over the league. He's an American that has started using methods similar to our own to combat corruption in his city while also using theatrics and intimidation to make various people not wish to cross him, but he doesn't kill. Father still wishes that you'd take over, but he has to make a decision as we do not know how long the pits will continue to work for him and each time it seems to drive him further and further into madness despite your aid in repairing quite a bit of the damage.
Father has left it open for you to take command should the American reject the offer as he still sees you as a close friend and a son, hence why he has stopped trying to offer me up to anyone who catches his interest as a potential leader. Nyssa is being offered if the need arises, but she is currently busy studying under Sandra at your recommendation to be used in such a way.
Many of our people still wish for you to take command and lead us, even if your methods would differ from father's. Ubu is an exception of course, he's still under the delusion that either my father must forever lead or he is the only true successor. Merlyn has mellowed out a bit since your last encounter with him, though no one can deny that he'd like to take over the league if the opportunity came up.
As for why I am writing to you, I wanted to let you know that THOSE people are moving more. They seem to have an interest in a family named Miles. Why? We don't know as we can't get too close at the moment since neither the family nor the organization would trust us, but we are working on it.
We've also found two people that are similar to your own situation, but we've no way to confirm it and we are monitoring them for the time being should they be in danger or you wish to act.
There's also been rumors of some interesting people cropping up in America as of late, you may want to look into it before your ICW decides to try something that could have rather hazardous effects.
Love, now and always, yours truly.
Talia al Ghul.}
Harry frowned as he finished the letter, he knew Talia and Ra's wanted him to take over their organization, the League of Shadows/Assassins, but Harry had rejected it at the time since he didn't feel that he could run the League while still being here to make more connections among the Wizarding World and the future governing body of England.
It also didn't help that they tended to be a lot more… loud with their assassinations than was necessary and decided to just wipe out an entire area to cleanse it rather than just kill the direct few that were the cause of the problems.
Of course, if he had taken it, he'd have a shit load of more resources and personnel to use for his plans as well as a wider range of information networks.
He'd have to think about this for a while before sending a reply, he didn't like leaving Talia behind, but at the same time he couldn't just ask her to abandon the entire life she had grown up in and knew either.
He'd think more about it later, right now he needed sleep.
The next morning, Harry and company did their morning routine but this time they finished early to get to the Great Hall when no one else was around and Harry told him about some of the information that he had received making them frown in worry as they understood the ramifications of what those all meant. Evie also had a small frown at the mention of Talia, but it vanished shortly after it appeared.
Eventually the others came down and joined them for food, though the Ravenclaws were all sneaking looks at him every so often.
Harry ignored them, instead he was more focused on the fact that today he had DADA, Charms, History, and Astronomy. He'd get a better read of Quirrell and get a chance to relax and plan more as he processed everything.
He also made a note to handle some of the other matters soon, especially finding the Room so he could train more and get some more resources. He also had some specific portraits to speak to as well.
He'd do it the coming weekend, plenty of time to do as he needed and pleased.
"Mr. Potter." Harry turned to see Flitwick there.
"Yes sir?" Harry asked respectfully.
"I have heard a few rumors that you have done some advanced charms. After class today, I'd likely for you to stay a few minutes to show me them, if that is acceptable." Flitwick requested making Harry nod.
"No problem, sir." Harry answered making Flitwick smile and nod before he walked off.
"Word really spreads fast here." Jacob commented knowing that it was only last night that Harry did that.
"Indeed, it's a school so naturally rumors are going to spread rapidly, though they'll be changed and distorted from the original source eventually." Harry stated as he kept eating.
The others all looked at him lost in their own thoughts and concerns about things as honestly, Harry was nothing like they all had envisioned or planned for.
He was strong, skilled, knowledgeable, confident, and carried himself like a veteran rather than a young boy.
He was an enigma to many and some were cautious of trying to figure out more after he so casually defeated Malfoy, a pureblood heir that SHOULD have been taught by his parents how to duel and put him ahead of others.
The fact he had three unknowns with him as well also had cause for interest.
Coupled with the rumors, which a chunk knew were factual, about his skill and his prowess were just making him a target of interest for the whole school.
Soon it was time for defense and they entered and took seats, idly noticing that Draco decided to sit as far away as he could. Quirrell then began taking roll before going over the syllabus, which took more than 20 minutes to do, to the annoyance of many.
The annoyance only grew as Quirrell only lectured and discussed theory, not providing any practical learning or experience.
Harry wasn't surprised given the fact Quirrell's master likely wanted to cripple as many possible opponents or those who would stand in his way as possible. If they knew nothing of defending against the dark arts, how the fuck were they supposed to fight someone who used them?
Besides, with the stone, he'd be able to return within the year so he could take Hogwarts and have someone teach the students HIS way so the future servants losing out on one year of learning wasn't too great a loss.
Ah well, it was no skin of Harry's back if this year's DADA sucked, he was plenty versed in the subject and had been working on getting his friends well versed as well.
He'd help the others if they asked, but until he knew for sure they could be trusted, he wasn't going to volunteer anything to them.
After the disappointment of DADA, they went to Charms and waited for Flitwick.
Harry noticed Draco glaring at him and turned to look at him, "What's up, Draco? Want to have another duel?" Harry asked making Draco gulp as some of the others sniggered and looked expectantly at him.
However, he was saved from having to answer as Flitwick arrived and ushered them in before beginning class with the lighting charm again and them going to the simple ice charm which generated a small block of ice wherever the caster pointed.
Once again, Harry was top of class and helped the others near him before class ended and he hung back and showed Flitwick the spells he performed last night, getting praised for his perfect technique and earning points for knowledge and execution.
"Most impressive Lord Potter, are you free this Saturday? Flitwick asked and Harry smiled a bit.
"Sir, while I am flattered, I have to regretfully inform you that I am straight." Harry responded making Flitwick bark in laughter.
"Ah, you remind me of your father with that kind of humor. No, Lord Potter, I am merely wondering if you were free to show me how far your talents go so I know how best to challenge you in the future." Flitwick replied making Harry nod.
"All right, to my knowledge I will be free, but if that changes for some reason, then I will inform you." Harry responded making Flitwick nod before Harry bid goodbye and left.
History was a bit dull at first since Binns didn't speak on anything besides the Goblin Rebellions causing Harry to kick his feet up and take a nap before Binns finally noticed him.
"Well, seems we have someone who doesn't need to hear about this." Binns commented as he floated towards Harry, who opened his eyes to look at Binns. "Is this lecture too boring for you, Mr. Potter?" Binns asked and Harry shrugged.
"Not really, you skip some of the interesting bits, but it's more that I know all about the Goblin Rebellions, so didn't see a need to listen." Harry replied calmly as some of the other students were looking at him in surprise.
"Oh, well tell me why Ranrok was so successful in his attempt at rebelling?" Binns asked, not giving the year or any other information to narrow the field.
"That depends, professor, do you want the school answer or the truthful answer?" Harry asked making Binns raise a ghostly eyebrow.
"I'll humor you, Mr. Potter, tell me the honest answer." Binns replied in interest.
"He gained so much momentum and success because the Ministry was treating the Goblins like shit, the Ministry was undermining the threat that he and the others posed mostly because the Minister was an incompetent sack of shit that wouldn't be useful if he was used as a target practice dummy for dueling lessons, Headmaster Black while capable was blinded by his desire to keep the school away from politics despite reports that Ranrok was within 5 miles of the castle at different points and never raised the wards and defenses, then we have various witches and wizards deciding to not listen Eleazer Fig when calling for help and support against Rookwood and Ranrok or that he may have discovered what Ranrok was after. Instead, my ancestor, Alexander Corvus, had to pretty much handle the entire situation himself with help from the likes of Professor Fig, Sebastian Sallow, and Natsai Onai instead of the Aurors and teachers because they were either incompetent, moronic, on the take, or held back by those above them to the point that shit nearly hit the fan and we all paid for it when the Aurors should have just been sent in on war orders to wipe the fucking rebellion out and be done with it instead of sitting on their asses due to incompetent pussies that somehow conned the public into electing them." Harry explained/ranted as he looked at Binns while the students were all looking at him in shock.
Binns stared at him a long moment before smirking, "100 points to Ravenclaw, Mr. Potter. It's a breath of fresh air to finally have a student know what they are talking about." He said before floating to the front.
"Now, we shall be talking about Ranrok's rebellion in particular, I won't ask you to open your books because the Ministry likes to bury it's mistakes, fuck ups, and messes rather than own up that they shit the bed at times. This rebellion started in early spring of 1832." Binns started not censoring himself at all as the students just stared at him. "Now, Ranrok started his rebellion earlier, but he didn't begin to take action or aggression against Wizards until that particular year." Binns continued and the rest of the lecture was much more entertaining and engaging before class eventually ended and Binns dismissed them.
"Well, that was fun." Jacob commented as they walked.
"It was certainly... interesting." Daphne commented idly.
"Um, should we report that Professor Binns was swearing so much?" Hermione asked and Harry shrugged.
"Not like it would matter a ton if we did. For one) he's well passed being an adult and can swear if he pleases. Two) What are they going to do, fire him? Three) It's not much of our business if he does or not. Four) He's not technically doing anything wrong by the rules or laws, sure etiquette says to not swear in front of children but there's not much of a punishable offense there and we know not to repeat what he said to someone. Five) They can't fire him even if they wanted to because he works for free and doesn't take up any resources for the school, so the board and Dumbledore aren't going to just stop his duties and then have to pay someone else to do that and get them an office, classroom, supplies, bedroom, and all of that on short notice. So, you can report it, but it won't do anything and the school rumor mill will make it known before two days pass, so not like the teachers won't find out anyway." Harry listed and explained as Hermione nodded.
"Did you have to swear so much though?" She asked and Harry shrugged.
"Could I have worded it differently? Yes. Was anything I said untrue? No. Was anything I said undeserved towards those people mentioned? No. Was anything I said inappropriate for those it was directed at? No. Do I really care that I swore so much? No. Just like I don't care that Draco's likely going off to tell on me as we speak. That will get me called to the Headmaster's office where I will have Flitwick attend and then have Binns called, who will side with me as he's not one for censorship, and thus it will be blown away with nothing truly happening." Harry answered as he kept walking as she nodded.
"You really think of everything, don't you?" Daphne asked and Harry shrugged.
"I find that following the Magician's number one rule is very wise." He answered making them look at him interest, "ALWAYS be the smartest guy in the room." He clarified making some smirk as they kept walking and went to the library to do homework while Harry browsed the shelves.
The others watched as he walked and placed his hands on different books, making a glow appear, before he continued on to the next book. "What is he doing?" Tracy asked as Jacob, Evie, and Delphi did their work.
"Reading." Evie commented making the others blink owlishly at them.
"You'll have to clarify that a bit." Daphne commented.
"He's using an old spell to read those books near instantly, it puts all the knowledge in the book into his head near instantly." Jacob spoke making them drop their jaws at him.
"You can't be serious!" Isabella nearly shouted before Madam Pince shushed them while glaring.
"Dead serious. Harry only reads books that he finds entertaining, interesting, or that he doesn't want to know everything quickly, he wants to savor it and learn it." Delphi explained as she changed pages.
"Can he teach us it?!" Tracy asked in excitement.
"Sure, as soon as you get a handle on Occlumency, so having an entire book shoved in your head doesn't knock you out." Jacob answered making them sigh in sadness.
"Yeah, we know, we've wanted to learn that spell as well, but we're not skilled enough at Occlumency to handle it yet and Harry has been teaching us for years." Evie commented as she continued her homework.
"How is he so good at everything? Even if he has that spell to make learning books easy, this still seems a bit much." Isabella asked and the three paused a moment before turning serious.
"It's not our place to say. Harry... he went through some things before he found us, things that we don't have the right to explain to people. Let's just say that a large amount of his knowledge and skill was acquired through pain and endurance and it wasn't something he chose to do." Delphi commented as she tried not to crush the quill in her hand as she felt nothing but anger and hate for what she knew Harry endured.
The others all glanced at each other and decided to drop it since it seemed wrong to pry even if they were heavily interested in it.
Eventually, Harry stopped browsing the library and sat with them before he began filling out his homework until it was nearing time to go.
However, "Mr. Potter!" McGonagall called making Harry stop and turn to face her.
"Yes, ma'am?" He asked already guessing where this was going.
"You will accompany me to the Headmaster's office." McGonagall stated seriously.
"May I ask why, ma'am?" Harry asked curiously, or at least appearing so.
"We've received a report that you were using foul language through a lesson in history." She explained and Harry frowned.
"Forgive me, ma'am, but shouldn't it have been the teacher's job to punish me during the lesson if I was in fact doing so? The fact that I have no detentions slated to be fulfilled nor did I lose points during the lesson means that I must not have said anything that would be deemed foul or inappropriate." He explained sound genuinely confused and making the girls glance at each other as they were impressed with Harry's skills at acting.
McGonagall frowned as she knew he had a point, but Albus wished to have him come to the office. "You will still be accompanying me, Mr. Potter." She stated and Harry sighed.
"Very well, but I request that Professors Flitwick and Binns be called as well, one is my head of house and Hogwarts Charter calls for them to be present for all meetings with the Headmaster unless the person is of age and the other is the professor of the lesson in question that I am being accused of acting out in." Harry informed making her purse her lips a moment before nodding.
"Very well, Mr. Potter, those are fair requests." She stated before she looked to one of the paintings nearby, who nodded and went off to inform the two.
"I'll catch up with you later, guys, please tell Professor Sinistra what is going on." Harry commented to his friends, who nodded, before he left with McGonagall.
Harry walked alongside McGonagall in complete silence and there wasn't even a hint of fear or worry or trepidation as he did, which she noticed.
Eventually, they made it to the Headmaster's office and entered upon getting permission.
There sitting behind the desk and looking like a kind old man of a wizard was Dumbledore, who was smiling kindly while doing that eye twinkle thing of his.
Of course, around the room were various portraits of the past Headmasters and Headmistresses and only Harry and McGonagall noticed that one Phineas Black looked rather pleased and proud of Harry as he saw him and even dipped his head at him to show respect.
"Ah Harry, welcome, please have a seat." Dumbledore stated casually making Harry shrug before he took a seat, having sent a small pulse through the chair the moment his hand touched the back of it to remove any other charms or other things hidden on it.
Harry didn't say anything and just sat there looking at Dumbledore, who's smile faltered a bit as he expected Harry to be afraid or ask what he was doing there. "How are you doing, Harry?" He finally asked and got a shrug
"Fine, for the most part, was hoping to go to class but then I was called here." Harry commented making Dumbledore frown internally at him being so laid back without even caring about the various things around him.
"Ah yes, well, worry not, you are in no real trouble." Dumbledore started only for Harry to look at him.
"I'm in no trouble at all." Harry commented rather pointedly making Dumbledore frown but before he could comment, the door was knocked on and opened revealing Flitwick and Binns.
"Apologies for the delay, headmaster, but we had to make our way here from our offices." Flitwick stated as Dumbledore frowned.
"I hadn't called for either of you, Filius." Dumbledore stated and they nodded.
"But I did, sir." Harry commented making Dumbledore look at him. "My head of house is to be present with all meetings with the headmaster, it's part of the Hogwarts Charter unless you wish to recognize me right now as being of age?" Harry asked and Dumbledore paled slightly as he knew Harry being classified as age would throw a massive problem to his plans. "I thought not. Professor Binns is here because instead of simply consulting with him about the accusation of me using foul language or acting inappropriate in class, you instead called me up here to your office basically making the assumption that I was guilty without verifying anything." Harry continued as Dumbledore suppressed a frown while Flitwick and McGonagall snapped their gazes to him.
Perhaps this wasn't the best idea, he had simply jumped at the desire to get Harry alone and into the office that he hadn't thought things out that well.
"I was merely going to get your side of things, Harry." Dumbledore stated making Harry snort.
"Right, sure, because it was important to call me to your office rather than simply find and ask me or just ask Professor Binns instead of needing my side of the story." Harry stated making Dumbledore hold back a scowl since he didn't like being disrespected.
"And I don't recall giving you permission to use my name, sir. It wouldn't do well for a esteemed and beloved Headmaster to forget proper etiquette, let alone one who is also Chief Warlock and Supreme Mugwump." Harry stated making Dumbledore hide a scowl and the nervousness that he had since Harry was not acting like an 11 year old boy, he would swear that he was talking to a seasoned Lord of a House who had gone through the political arena time and again and emerged unscathed and victorious.
This was not good at all.
"So then, Professor Binns did I use any foul language or act in any way that was wrong in your class?" Harry asked and Binns smiled and shook his head.
"Not at all, I wish more students spoke and acted the way you did in class, it was very refreshing and I think many in the class enjoyed the lesson following that. I know the lessons I had afterwards seemed to have enthused the students of them." Binns stated since he had moved things along in his remaining classes as well and the students, particularly the older ones, seemed to be very much more interested in the lessons now.
"There you have it, sir, the accusation was false and I've not done anything. So why am I up here when you could have simply discussed it with the Professor here?" Harry commented as he looked at Dumbledore, who was trying to come up with a response. "Ah, but of course, you wanted to have the chance to interrogate me and learn where I've been, what I've been doing, what I know, how I know it, and what possibly happened to the Dursleys. If I hadn't gotten you caught off balance when I came in, I've no doubt you'd have dismissed Professor McGonagall and started trying to pry the information out of me. Of course, you'd try Legilimency if necessary since someone as young as me couldn't have shields, could they? I'd invite you to try anyway, but we both know you'd not try it in front of an audience." Harry commented as he looked at Dumbledore.
Dumbledore bit back hard on his cheek to stop himself from responding to that in a negative way.
"I would simply ask you where you've been, Mr. Potter, you were left with your Muggle relatives and then when I went to check on you, you were no longer there." Dumbledore stated as Harry looked at him.
"You mean when your illegal blood wards shattered because I left that home." Harry commented making everyone's eyes widen while Dumbledore's were more of shock.
"Yes, you'd be amazed at what I know, Dumbledore, counting some very naughty things on your part. hence why you should be getting a letter from the courts right about... now." He stated before an owl came through the window and dropped a letter onto Dumbledore's desk.
"What is this?!" He roared as he read it.
"Oh, that's a summons to court as I'm suing you and taking some other legal action against you for the shit I know you've pulled, you'll hear the full list of crimes and accusations tomorrow at court, counting that you now just shouted at a student for no reason." Harry commented before he stood, "Well, now that that's done, I think that..." Harry paused as he looked at the bird stand there just before a flame burst forth and a vibrant phoenix was seen.
Harry smiled and stepped closer making the Phoenix look at him before it looked surprised and then began to trill a very happy song. "Hello to you too, my dear." Harry commented as he gave a bow, which the phoenix returned. "Tell me, are you bored of the old man there? If so, I'd be happy to make a bond with you and take you as a familiar, I already have two that are avian as well so you won't be lonely if you wish to go flying. What do you say?" Harry asked and the phoenix trilled happily before a glowed surrounded the two and the phoenix jumped on his shoulder as Harry stroked it.
"Well, this was fun, goodbye. I'll be sure to take good care of Fawkes here since she decided to bond to me and since you can't own a phoenix, you can't try to accuse me of stealing either." Harry stated as he started to walk away while Dumbledore just looked on in shock and horror at what just happened.
Flitwick, Binns, and McGonagall were also stunned, but decided to leave before they ended up saying or doing something that they didn't need to do right now.
Although Binns had no real worries since what exactly could they do to him if he did in fact act "inappropriately" in some way?
Harry, meanwhile, was whistling a jaunty tune as he walked without care or worry as he did, feeling a bit happy as he was making his moves against Dumbles and would further some other plans.
Fawkes, for her part, was trilling in happiness as she looked around the hallways and as they walked before they reached the Astronomy Tower and entered making everyone stop and stare at him. "Hello, Professor, I trust my housemates told you what was going on?" Harry asked as he stood there like nothing was wrong.
"Uh... yes... they did, may I ask why you have a Phoenix on your shoulder?" Aurora Sinistra, the Astronomy Professor, asked dumbly.
"Oh, this is Fawkes, she decided to become my familiar over that of Dumbledore's. We just bonded in his office when I offered her a chance to leave him and become my familiar instead, she accepted immediately." Harry commented as he stroked Fawkes' feathers making her trill happily as everyone looked at him with their jaws dropped.
"That's a lie! I bet you stole it!" Ron Weasley shouted making Harry snort while those of his house were glaring at Ron.
"That'd be hard to do for a few reasons, Mr. Weasley. First, you can't own a phoenix, they have to willingly stay with you so I can't steal her. Second, as you can see, I don't have her bound or restrained in any way so she could leave any time she wants. Third, phoenixes are capable of teleporting through their flames so it would be easy for Fawkes here to leave if she wanted and return to the headmaster, as she has not, it means she doesn't WANT to return to him and finds me as a better partner and master than Dumbledore." Harry listed casually as Fawkes trilled and rubbed her head against Harry's.
Many of the girls there found it very cute and charming while Ron was just sputtering and trying to come up with a response.
"That's quite enough, resume your assignment, class. I will catch Mr. Potter up on the lesson." Sinistra ordered making them all nod and resume work while Sinistra led Harry over to a telescope that wasn't in use.
"Why don't you fly around for a while, Fawkes? You can get some fresh air and explore while I'm here." Harry suggested and Fawkes trilled, but he did get a sense of some amusement from her too before she left his shoulder and began flying away into the night.
"Now, Mr. Potter, let's begin." Sinistra stated as she began helping Harry with the basic instruction and lecture she gave the class while he was dealing with Dumbles.
Harry didn't need to hear it, however, as he knew fully well all that was required for Astronomy and instead was more interested in the sexy dark skinned witch in front of him as he admired her body, even if most was covered by her robes.
However, that didn't mean he couldn't have a little fun, especially since they were in a position not easily seen by the others.
Aurora Sinistra was known as a no-nonsense witch almost to the same degree as McGonagall and Hooch and as such she was never given the unwanted attention of male or even female students with her looks. She was strict, confident, serious, and didn't tolerate any joking or messing around with her class and such acts would be punished quickly and severely..
From what she heard, even from Snape of all people, she had nothing to worry about with Potter and his group at least.
So, imagine her surprise and shock as she suddenly felt a hand on her lower back, gently caressing her through her robes before it drifted down to her rather big butt and began rubbing and groping it causing her to blush and look at him in shock.
However, all she got was a smile, one that seemed VERY out of place on a first year student or even that of older students.
It was a roguish smile that was more for an experienced and worldly man that had seen and done a lot and knew how to charm women and make them weak in the knees.
So how the absolute fuck was Harry Potter sporting such a smile on his face?!
Further, did he just grab her ass as an impulse or... no, there was no way he could know fully.
She was about to reprimand him and make him have to be in Detention for months while losing points when his hand shifted and pressed at a spot, making her freeze and her blush increase.
Why?
Because he was pressing on the vibrating buttplug she was wearing inside her ass.
Yes, she was perverted and immoral for this, she didn't give a fuck.
Ever since she was a teen experimenting with sex, she found she absolutely LOVED anal sex and after a while it just felt... wrong to not have something in her ass. She'd tried various toys before finally finding this plug to be the best to keep her desires a bay so she didn't go crazy or have to keep shifting in place to give her butt some stimulation of some kind.
The fact that he seemed to either know it was there or just got EXTREMELY lucky was irrelevant to her at the moment, but the fact he was groping her ass and pressing on the plug was pushing her buttons something fierce and it was making her have to hold back some moans and other actions that would draw attention was VERY relevant to her.
"Naughty, naughty, professor. Wearing a vibrating plug during lessons? For shame. Maybe I should punish you, a couple dozen spanks to each of your cheeks would do it or maybe taking the plug away from you for a day would be better. Which do you think?" Harry asked as Sinistra bit her lips to muffle her moans as her pussy was wetting itself at the images that conjured.
Him slapping her big ass until the red shown brightly, taking the plug away and making her have to shift and deal with the emptiness, and then maybe when she was at her limit and begging, he'd fuck her too.
Just who the fuck was this kid that he could act so confident and domineering?!
"But that will have to come later, you still have a lesson to teach, don't you?" Harry stated as he gripped her right butt cheek hard making her shiver and breathe a little harder. "I think I'm good on Astronomy, professor, why don't you go help the others, that seems like a good idea right now, doesn't it?" He asked before he gave her a slap that was muffled thanks to her robes but she still had to bite back a loud moan as that sent a major jolt through her body and out her pussy.
"I-I think that would be wise, Mr. Potter." Sinistra stated before she squeaked as he roughly grabbed the cheek that was slapped.
"Lord. You will address me as Lord Potter when we are alone." Harry stated in a serious tone that made her shiver a bit more.
"Yes, Lord Potter." She said before he patted her ass and sent her off to the others of class while he did the work.
After Class, he held back as Sinistra wanted to speak to him and she waited till she was sure the other students were far enough away to not hear anything.
"Mr. Potter, that was grossly inappropriate and I think that-MPH!" She started before Harry was next to her and kissed her roughly on the lips making her eyes widen in shock.
It only got worse as both of his hands suddenly clamped onto her ass and began kneading and groping it aggressively as his fingers also pressed against her plug making her moan lewdly as her legs shook.
"You've been very naughty, Aurora." Harry stated using her first name and making her look at him in shock, but shivered under his gaze, "I ordered you to call me Lord Potter when we were alone. I'll have to punish you now." He stated seriously making her gape at him with a blush.
"M-Mr. Potter! That will be quite enough of-AH!" She started only to shout as he gripped her ass very hard and it hurt a bit.
"That's two punishments now, you want to go for three or do you want to start being a good girl?" He asked with a glare.
That glare made her shiver in need and desire before she gave in, "I-I'm sorry, milord, I will be good." She whimpered before his hands relaxed a bit.
"Good girl, now, turn around and lean against the wall." He ordered making her shiver as she moved and did so, only to then gasp as he grabbed her robes and yanked them up over her lower half showing she wearing a black thong that was pressed firmly against her plug and she shivered and wiggled her ass as it was jutted out.
"Hmm, that's a nice phat ass." Harry commented as she groped it directly making her breath hitch as she started panting. "Now, I'm going to spank you 20 times, and you are going to count them and then say thank you Lord Potter for disciplining this naughty slut." Harry ordered making her flush before he reared back and slapped her ass making her squeal.
"1! Thank you Lord Potter for disciplining this naughty slut." She said as her legs shook and her pussy was leaking through her thong before he slapped her again.
"2! Thank you Lord Potter for disciplining this naughty slut." She repeated before Harry kept slapping her ass and she counted each one.
"Ah, ah, ah, that's wrong slut, that was only spank number 10." Harry commented as he gave her the 15th slap.
"Wh-what? But I-" She started only to get slapped hard on her ass making her squeal.
"I said, that was number 10." He said forcefully and she rapidly nodded her head.
"Yes sir! I'm sorry for being a dumb slut and not counting properly!" Sinistra stated quickly finding her mind getting clouded with pleasure.
"Good girl, but you're getting another 5 slaps for messing up and for arguing with me." Harry ordered making her shiver more knowing that her ass was now in for another 20 slaps from this dominant b-no this dominating young man!
"Yes sir. I understand sir." She stated submissively before she started squealing and counting again as Harry resumed spanking her and turning her chocolate ass redder and redder.
Eventually, he finished, and he gently rubbed her now stinging ass making her moan as he smirked. "That's a good girl, I knew you could be a good girl if you tried. Keep being a good girl, and next time I'll give you a reward." He stated huskily into her ear making her blush and shiver as her pussy was leaking down her legs nonstop.
"Now, I think it's time I leave and head for dinner, I'll see you next class, professor." Harry stated seeming to be back to a normal student that hadn't just spanked his teacher to more than one orgasm and walked away as Sinistra slumped to her knees and panted as her whole body shivered and quivered in the aftermath of what just happened.
How the fuck was Harry Potter so fucking good at that?!
Harry, for his part, was walking calmly while reinforcing his Occlumency.
He may have released his hold on that part of himself a bit too much, but what's done is done.
He idly cursed the assholes that caused him to grow up so fast, he was stuck in this child like body but his mind, mentality, emotions, and everything else was all that of an adult, even his hormones were fluctuating at times between his "biological" age and that of how old he truly felt and was realistically that true age rather than what his body portrayed him as.
If he wasn't committed to his course of action, he'd just shift his body to that of an adult and leave it like that since he had multiple ways to do that available to him.
Sadly, he had committed to this course of action and had to roll with the punches.
However, if Sinistra decided she wanted some more or even some REAL fun, he'd likely shift himself to an older version of himself... or at some point he would since being a child student likely added to the naughtiness and perversity for her.
Ah well, that was for later, right now was for dinner and then relaxing for the coming days.
Tomorrow was going to be big, after all, and the whole country would get a look at the REAL Dumbledore and Harry Potter.
It'd be a sight and show that none of them would ever forget and it would spark the end of some of his enemies and the rebirth of his families and their ambitions.
Although, he wasn't stupid enough to think tomorrow would ruin Dumbledore completely, he was too dug in and ingrained into people's minds and hearts to just be uprooted completely.
However, he'd draw blood, he'd pull back the curtain, and tear part of the mask off Dumbledore to show them who he REALLY was.
It would be glorious enough to sate his ambitions for a time to keep preparing for the next step.
"Harry." Delphi spoke as she and the other two fell in step with him in the corridor.
"Yes?" Harry asked looking at her with a look that said he was happy and planning the fall of his enemies.
"Um... About my family... Well..." Delphi stated not sure how to ask only to blush and widen her eyes as Harry kissed her cheek.
"I've got that covered, sweetheart, tomorrow is going to be a grand show, not just against Dumbledore but for many other reasons as well." He stated with a wide and vicious grin making her eyes widen before she lunged forward and hugged him tightly.
"Thank you, Harry, thank you." She stated while sniffling and crying a bit into his chest, making him smile and hug her.
"Think nothing of it, sweetheart, I'll always be here to help you with everything and you can forget about THEM forever and ever now." He stated as she hugged him tighter and nodded before she broke the embrace and Harry waved his hand, removing her tears from her face before they headed for the hall to have dinner.
Yes, soon his enemies would be broken and shown for what they are and he'd be the one standing.
He was born to be a warrior.
Born to ruin his enemies.
Born to lead.
Born to right the wrongs he saw.
Born to work in the Dark and walk in the Light and rule in the Twilight.
Born... to CONQUER!
That was his purpose and he'd fulfill that purpose, one enemy and goal at a time.
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