Chapter 15
Harry felt like he was floating, moving around slightly he heard the sounds of something like water hitting against the sides of a tub, just like he would if he splashed water when his ears were underwater.
Opening his eyes the first thing he noticed was the golden glow surrounding him right before he felt the pure energy that was swirling around him. Realizing he was in the last ditch survival repair unit he had created during the height of the war Harry closed his eyes and searched his memories trying to find out what had happened.
Hearing the odd echo’s of voices coming from somewhere near to where he was the events of the day before came rushing back to him.
Slowly extending his right hand to a set of hidden control crystals Harry pushed several of them in sequence and listened to the report.
“Core breach repaired…Sixteen new channels stabilized…Healing cycle complete.” The musical voice echoed through the liquid.
Shite, bloody hell I need to learn to control my rage better so this never happens again Harry thought as he entered another sequence of commands into the crystals, causing the liquid magic to slowly be returned to the lake deep under the compound.
Going over in his mind all the theories he had come up with on what could happen by being immersed in pure magic as his core healed Harry started to stretch and try to feel every part of his body to see if he noticed a change.
Brushing his hand along his hip as he started to move around he stopped and then grabbed at his skin as he noticed that his clothing had disappeared. Great he though, how much do you want to bet that Amathal is standing outside the energy case around the bed.
Lifting his head Harry noticed that he was taller and more filled out, raising his hand to look at it he saw an adult hand hovering in front of his face. Seems like I finally grew up, a little quicker than I expected but at least I don’t look like a twelve year old anymore.
Returning his hand to the control crystals he made the energy case opaque and high enough so he could sit up as the last of the magic drained away.
Giving himself a thorough examination now that he could sit up Harry turned part of the case into a mirror surface with a thought, which surprised him at how easy it was, and gazed at the strong features of an eighteen or nineteen year old staring back at him.
Turning his head to the side Harry smiled as he saw that he had lost some of the features that all Potter men seemed too inherit. So now as an adult no one will try to compare me to any of the Potters any more as I no longer look like them. After that thought though he was saddened knowing that part of his heritage had been erased.
Conjuring some clothes, which appeared on his body Harry released the energy case and swung his legs over the side of the bed and looked around for his belt, wondering where the bed had deposited it.
Eyes widening when he saw that his belt had changed to a blood red color and it was laying on the side table within easy reach Harry stood up and belted it on, now feeling a little more secure.
Ignoring everyone that was in the room Harry concentrated on controlling the magical glow that was surrounding his body, trying to bring it back into the invisible range.
After ten minutes of him standing with his eyes closed as he got a handle on his new power levels Harry opened his eyes to see the concerned looks of over a dozen Elf’s crowding into the small room.
Smiling to show that he was alright, Harry told them. “I’m fine now. Though I am going to have to work on my rage issues a little bit.”
Snorting Saero blurted out. “A little, Mytimah you are a master of understatement any other Elf that suffered a core breach like you did would have died. Though I want copies of all your research notes and access to your potions library the things you come up with simply amaze me.”
Harry blinked wondering what the bloody hell happened now and slowly told him being very careful how he chose his words as he was not going to loose control of his library too. “Well you can ask Toby to bring you any tome you wish to study, you do know that don’t you?”
Chuckling Saero teased. “Don’t worry Mytimah I am not trying tot take over your library, Valar knows I would hate to hear constant muttering coming from you about loosing control of your precious library.”
“Feeling better now Trava’in.” Harry smiled at him as he turned his head to see the threesome standing there including a very young elf.
“Thank you for giving our son back to us Mytimah, I am in your debt.” Trava’in told him with a slight bow.
Harry waved the thanks off. “I did what anyone would have done, nothing special to be thanked for, after all I spent the last sixteen hours healing while Saero and Floxy brewed the potion.”
Shaking his head in amusement remembering that Koeh’avara had pegged him correctly he brought his son around to the front and introduced him. “Mytimah may I introduce you to my son Ithlam.”
Placing his hands on his sons shoulder he leaned over and told him. “Ithlam this is the Lord of the Fourth Kingdom, Mytimah Na Arkenea’ghymn.”
Ithlam stared at Harry in awe before finally stammering out. “You glow in such pretty colors.”
Laughing at the lads statement Harry was quick to offer reassurances when he noticed the worried stares coming from the lads parents. “Trava’in it’s alright your son is a mage, or will be when he trains up.”
The worried looks were quickly replaced with looks of pride as Trava’in pulled his son into a hug.
Chuckling at the lads muffled mutters of embarrassment Harry told them. “I don’t know about any of you but I could use a good meal and Aerma looks asleep on his feet, so why don’t we go to the dining room for…”
Checking the clock on the wall Harry picked up where he left off. “Lunch while those needing to get some rest do so.”
Stopping near Aerma’s side Harry placed a hand on his shoulder and squeezed and told him in a quiet voice. “Thank you for guarding me, now go get some sleep, no training today.”
After a filling meal Harry sat back and ate his dessert while listening in to the conversations around him, giving him a good idea of what had been going on while he was healing.
After most had left the table and Ar’Nes had escorted Ithlam from the table to give him a tour of the school, it left only the four lords of the kingdoms.
Koeh’avara started the conversation. “Yesterday after you were placed in that healing state we called a council to discuss Albus Dumbledore and what you had told us of events in your world. Between all of us we were able to put together a pretty good picture of what your old world was like and how it evolved.”
“We voted amongst ourselves and the three of us are in agreement that Albus Dumbledore must not be allowed to run around trying to bring the magical world into compliance with his vision of the greater good.” Trava’in told him as he watched for any emotions to cross that so hard to read face of the fourth Lord.
“It was agreed that we would send out some of our guards to capture this Dumbledore person and we would remove the gift of magic.” Saero told him softly.
“I even went to one of our best seers this morning and asked her to concentrate on Dumbledore and what changes to the world would take place due to his vision of the greater good now that Voldemort is gone, and while you will be happy to know that the world will not be destroyed I think we can all agree that having him refocus his efforts to get rid of our people would not be a good thing.” Koeh’avara told them sternly.
“What did she see Koeh’avara that has you so upset?” Questioned Trava’in.
“She saw that in ten years if nothing was done to stop this wizard we would be the only magical race left on this planet.” Koeh’avara replied in a small voice.
Shocked Harry dropped his fork on the table as he heard those damning words spoken. There was no way in hell we would allow his family from this world be destroyed because some old coot had dreams of grandeur.
Saero seeing and feeling the magic swirling around Mytimah at the end of the table shouted. “MYTIMAH CONTROL YOURSELF, before you end up in that damn healing contraption again.”
Taking several deep calming breaths Harry said solemnly. “He can not be allowed to continue.”
“The vote is unanimous, Dumbledore must be dealt with and if removing his magic does not stop that man then he must be put to death.” Harry sounded horrified yet at the same time unyielding.
Creating parchment and pen Harry quickly wrote out a note summoning Harold Potter and Orion Black before calling out for Tinky to deliver it.
Staring at the wall for several minutes Harry quickly wrote out another note and sent it with Blinky before standing up.
“I think we should move this discussion to the Warrior’s Hall, while we wait for both Potter and Black to show up.” Harry informed them as the others nodded their head in agreement and followed him out of the dining room.
Standing in a semi circle in the center of the training hall Harry and the other Lords were lost in their own thoughts as those that had been doing some personal training stopped and noticed the grim expressions on the faces of the four lords and swiftly summoned all four of the kingdoms warriors.
Forty minutes later Harold and Orion were escorted into the training hall for the emergency meeting and barely held control of their emotions as they noticed the several hundred warriors dressed for battle standing behind the four pensive Lords who seemed very lost in their own thoughts.
In the back of his mind Harry had recognized all the warriors that were gathering while they waited for the two men to show up.
Finally Harry looked up when he felt the presence of the two they were waiting for walk into the room.
“They’re here.” Harry said low enough only the other three could hear him.
Before anyone said any thing Blinky walked into the room and placed several crystals pointing towards the wall and activated them projecting the Wizengamot chambers onto the back wall.
Madam Marchbanks paled when the crystal on the floor of the Wizengamot chamber started to project the image of several hundred High Ones in battle gear standing behind four other High Ones who were facing Black and Potter.
Quickly moving to the front of the tables the Minister for Magic cleared her throat and asked. “High Ones we are honored by your presence today, how may we serve you?”
Glancing over his shoulder when he heard the minister’s voice Harold gulped in fear when he saw the image of the Wizengamot chambers behind him.
Stepping forward Harry glared at the minister before saying. “This council is now in session, Before we begin I wish to inform you that yesterday the person known as Thomas Marvelo Riddle who went by the name Voldemort invaded my kingdom and was utterly destroyed including the four Horcrux’s he had created. We now meet to deal with the problem caused by Albus Dumbledore.”
Koeh’avara stepped forward and spoke. “With the death of Voldemort the greatest threat to the magical world now rest solely on the shoulders of one Albus Dumbledore, his fanatical view of what he considers the greater good sets the stage for the complete annihilation of your world.”
Now standing near the others Trava’in spoke up. “For too long have we ignored those we gave the gift of magic to assuming they were mature enough to handle the gift wisely, but you still do not know what evil you can do through fear and ignorance.”
The last to step forward Saero joined his voice with the others. “Albus Dumbledore poses a threat like no other, and his fanatical crusade to make war on our people can only lead to the destruction of the magical world. For that reason this council in unanimous agreement has decreed that Albus Dumbledore shall suffer the death of magic.”
Harry let some of his power show through and traced the runes on his belt transforming before the fear filled eyes of the human wizard into a Blood Mage. “You have twenty four hours to capture and bring Albus Dumbledore before this council for sentencing before I unleash our warriors on your world to root out the problem.”
Totally shocked at the new transformation of the Fourth Lord into a completely new type of armor and the power that was rolling off of his calm proud visage, every warrior present fell to one knee and loudly proclaimed. “SO MOTE IT BE!”
Harry was the only one that noticed the Goblin representatives that were standing along one wall, almost out of sight, shaking in fright as they listened to the most frightening thing they had ever seen.
Motioning with his head for Blinky to turn off the projectors Harry let his gaze fall to the two frightened men in front of him. “As vassals of the Fourth Kingdom it is my duty as Lord to notify you to prepare for war. Call those that call you Liege Lord and protect the children at your school.”
“If we did not take the actions we did this day, our seers assure us that Albus Dumbledore would cause the total destruction of every magical creature save ourselves within ten years.” Koeh’avara told them gently.
“We will not allow this to happen. We could of course recall all magical creature to our protected lands and let you kill yourselves off, but Lord Arkenea’ghymn thinks you are worthy of the effort.” Trava’in told them.
“See that his trust in not misplaced gentlemen.” Saero added before telling them. “Return to your school and call your people to protect the children.”
Harold following Orion’s example fell to one knee and bowed his head and told them, “As my Lords command so shall it be done.” Before rising and following Orion out of the hall, once past the doors they quickly ran back to the array to travel back to Hogwarts.
Appearing back on Hogwarts grounds Harold faced Orion and told him. “You know Albus’s brother is just as fanatically loyal to his brother we should include him in the plans to capture Albus to head off any future problems.”
Holding up his hands for the summoning Orion told him. “I agree and the sooner we summon every one the sooner we can capture those two.”
Placing his hands against Harold’s the two started to glow as they started to summon the families.
I Summon the Conclave to War
Before the bell tolls noon
Those that have sworn and oath to me
I summon thee to Hogwarts gate
So Mote It Be
Breaking apart as the glow faded the two quickly moved to the gate to wait for their call to be answered.
Minerva who had just sat down in the great hall for lunch stiffened in shock as she felt the call of her Liege Lord through the magic of the liege bond declaring war against Albus. Dropping her goblet in shock as she cried out, “Albus how could you have gone this far?”
All around Europe wizards and witches stopped what they were doing and tilted their head as if hearing an unseen conversation, most had fear then anger cross their face as the apparated or port keyed away.
As more and more people started to appear near the gates of Hogwarts Orion turned to Harold and told him. “There is enough here to go grab Albus now, why don’t you secure the castle and maybe if we are lucky this whole thing can be over before supper.”
Orion quickly telling the group of men that were nervously gripping their wands what was going on and the danger that the Dumbledore brother’s posed to their world and how if they did not handle it quickly the high Ones were prepared to send in troops to fix the problem.
Leading the way at a brisk jog back to Hogsmeade, Orion and his hastily assembled troops met up with a contingent of Aurors and Unspeakables led by the minister on their way to Boars head where Albus had his office.
“Fancy meeting you here Orion.” Millicent the Minister for Magic sneered, then chuckled, “I should have expected it really after seeing you stand before the High ones Council.”
Shrugging his shoulder he simply told her. “Harold and I declared familial war on Albus and his brother not more than half an hour ago. For the safety of our world we decided not to take any chances.”
Millicent was shocked and tried her best not to let it show, declaring Familial war on another family was still legal, though most had forgotten of its existence.
“So how do you want to play this out then?” Millicent asked curious on his answer.
“I can stun with a touch now, so I think if the Unspeakables emplace port key and Apparation wards while the rest surround the building slowly. There is enough of us to flood the building with people so they do not escape, and if we go in a few at a time for a drink or lunch we should be able to catch them unawares.”
The head Unspeakable stopped the procession with his raised hand and his words. “Minister there is a detection ward several meters in front of us, if you give us five minutes we should be able to erect the wards you want outside of the others so they do not know anything is wrong.”
“Do it.” Millicent ordered as she watched her people spread out and start casting the preparatory spells needed to anchor the wards being erected too.
“Since I have the better mind shields and Albus has been known to be more nosy then is allowable I shall go in under the guise of trying to get him to see reason, while you come in after me and distract his brother.” Orion told the minister his plan while turning to point out several people.
“You lot just volunteered to go have some lunch, if need be use any and every spell you know to take both of them down.” Orion told his grim faced men.
Waiting to hear the all clear Orion walked through the wards towards the pub and opened up the door to the Shadow filled pub.
Stopping in front of Aberforth Orion asked. “Is Albus in, I think we need to clear the air now that Voldemort is dead.”
Aberforth stopped polishing the glass he was holding in shock and stuttered out. “The Dark lord is dead…how?”
Shrugging his shoulders Orion replied. “He snuck into the High Ones Library and made the mistake of throwing a temper tantrum, they killed him.”
Moving to the steps Aberforth yelled up. “Albus you better get down here, the dark lord has been killed off.”
The sounds of something hitting the floor could be heard along with the panicked shout of “What.”
“What’s this about Aberforth/” Albus demanded as he stepped into the main pub.
Pointing towards Orion, Aberforth told him. “This one came in to talk to you, and told me the dark lord is dead.”
Glaring at The man like he smelled something offensive Albus spat out. “What are you on about Orion, what fancy tricks are you trying to pull now?”
Shaking his head at Albus’s paranoia Orion sadly told him. “No tricks Albus, Voldemort was killed yesterday when he somehow snuck into one of the High ones libraries and threw a tantrum, they killed him for it.”
Shaking his head Albus told him. “That’s not possible, Voldemort took steps to make sure he could not be vanquished.”
Smirking at Albus’s know it all attitude Orion shocked him. “You mean the four Horcrux’s he had created? Seems they were able to follow the threads of magic leading from his soul to the objects and summoned them and destroyed them.”
Stumbling in shock at his carefully laid out plans came to a screeching halt Albus fell against the bar near enough to Orion that he was able to reach out with his non wand hand to steady him and stun him.
Concentrating on the falling man Orion missed the action when the Minister strode though the door and saw Aberforth hesitate as he raised his wand and stunned him.
Motioning for his men to bind the two, Orion quickly searched them for hidden magical objects and pocketed them along with their wands.
“All right you lot, one of the access points to the Fourth Kingdom is not far from here, so Greengrass run up to the school and tell Potter what happened and that we are going to take the brothers Dumbledore to the High Ones Council for Judgment.” Orion ordered as he removed his wand and stunned both men again before casting a Mobilcorpus on them.
“Make sure some one has a hold of both of them at all times in case they have a hidden port key or something, if you find your self alone with either of them and not with me KILL them before they wake up.” Orion ordered harshly over the Ministers protests.
Making their way quickly through the forest to the array without problem Orion made sure everyone that had followed him were within the pylons before muttering the words sanctuary three under his breath.
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Nodding his head in agreement Harold told him, “Be careful I would hate to explain to your son why his father is not coming home.”
Back in the Hall of Warriors Saero looked over to where Mytimah was standing not releasing his combat suit and grew worried. “Mytimah do you think we should stand down it will be some time before the humans capture Dumbledore.”
Shaking his head Harry told him with a smile. “I need to learn to control my emotions while in armor that responds to the slightest change in my magic. Plus it won’t be long before Black and Potter are back with Dumbledore.”
Letting his curiosity out Koeh’avara asked. “Speaking of armor, why is yours different from the last time you wore it?”
Sighing Harry replied ending in a whisper. “Because I now have access to more magic than before, and I am a Blood Mage.”
Before any other questions could be asked Blinky popped in front of Harry and told him. “Sir Emerald Eyes the wizards are back and have two sleeping people with them all tied up.”
“Thank you Blinky, Good Job.” Harry smiled down at the beaming house elf before turning and glancing over his shoulder towards his guards.
Seeing his Lord look in their direction Aerma who was supposed to be asleep ordered his people to move out and take control of the humans that were in their lands.
Several minutes later the Witches and wizards were led through the outside doors into the Hall of Warriors and motioned for the humans to stand opposite of the four Lords.
Seeing the questioning look on the Lords faces as they gazed at the two bound men Orion offered an explanation. “Albus’s brother is fanatically loyal to him, it is better to be safe than sorry and we brought him along just in case he could not be made to see reason.”
Nodding his head Saero spoke up. “Wake them up Orion Black.”
Raising his hand Harry encased the two in a magic null zone that would stop any type of magical spell or device to work within it as he watched the two wake and struggle to their knees.
Not giving the headmaster a chance to say anything Harry took the few steps necessary to reach the two and touched both their foreheads at the same time telling them. “Albus Dumbledore you are here before the council of the Four Kingdoms to see what your so called vision of the greater good of Wizarding kind will lead to.”
Pouring all the pain and anguish he had gone through into both men Harry showed him how Albus had sunk so far from the ideals he spouted all in the name of the greater good, Fifteen minutes later after the final vision of the world in ruins with no survivors Harry stepped back as both men fell to the floor and Albus was sick.
Banishing the vomit with a disdainful flick of his fingers Harry stepped back to allow the two to regain their composure before they continued.
Grasping at straws, knowing his vision could not be that wrong and thinking it a trick Albus spat out defiantly. “That future is no longer possible with the death of Voldemort, nice try but you have not convinced me to change my mind.”
Koeh’avara stepped forward prepared to share the vision he had received from the seers and asked as he touched both men. “What gives you the right to decide what type of future magical people should follow? See what will happen now that Voldemort is dead.”
Not being decades worth of death and destruction it only took several minutes before Koeh’avara let go and stepped back.
Unsettled Albus cursed loud enough for the others to hear. “Bloody hell, I can still fix this, all I have to do is neutralize these bloody so called high ones.”
Shaking his head sadly Harry knew the man was demented, and this was the proof. Clicking open the compartment that held the crystal he used for war Harry pulled a long slender black one out and approached the kneeling form of a man that had betrayed him badly in another world.
“Albus Dumbledore I can not let you follow through on your demented plans.” Harry told him sadly as his magic pulled the old man to his feet and ripped the top of his robes off leaving his chest bare.
Holding the black crystal that was shimmering in the light in front of him Harry told him as he plunged the crystal deep into Albus’s chest. “I would have been satisfied leaving you enough magic to live out your life in obscurity, but your own words damn you.”
Harry released his magic hold on Albus allowing him to fall to the floor convulsing in agony as his magic was destroyed as he stepped over in front of Aberforth and raised him up from the floor in the same manner.
Placing his hand back in the compartment to choose one of the two types of crystals contained there Harry glared at Albus’s brother before asking. “Aberforth Dumbledore, brother to Albus choose your words wisely do you swear on your magic, such as it will be allowed to remain to give up your brothers demented dream that leads to death and destruction, or do you follow your brother in death?”
Ripping open the top of Aberforth’s robes with a thought Harry waited for an answer.
Gazing down at the still form of his older brother Aberforth sobbed. “Albus what happened to you, the things you convinced me to do for the greater good, the people you had me kill.”
Looking into the emotionless face, what he could see of it through the mask Aberforth sobbed out tears running down his face. “For my crimes I don’t deserve to live, I chose to join my brother and maybe in the afterlife I can make it up to those I wronged. I can not live with these horrific visions of my brother’s ideal future.”
Puling out the slender black crystal and stunning the man Harry simply said, “So be it.” as he plunged the crystal deep into Aberforth’s chest and allowed him to fall limply to the ground.
Turning his back on the assembled witches and wizards Harry’s words chilled their hearts. “It is past time that you children grow up and learn to be responsible adults. Your dark lord is dead, your savior of the so called light was really a demented old man who would have caused just as much destruction.”
Deactivating his combat suit and returning to his normal clothes Harry strode for the door leading outside. “I am tired at your bickering, your obsessive personalities, of your belittling any race that is not human or magical as not good enough to associate with you.”
Stopping at the door Harry stared at the waterfall in the distance. “This is your last chance you know. I would be more than willing to just leave you all to your own devices, allowing you to destroy yourselves. You should feel honored that you are being given this chance, a chance to become something greater than you are now.”
Disappearing from sight Harry’s words carried into the hall. “Don’t ruin this chance for I will be waiting, either to welcome you with open arms or to destroy every single one of you. The choice is yours.”
The gathering of witches and wizards stood there shocked and shamed at the words they heard.
Koeh’avara and Trava’in walked out of the hall slowly intending to run as soon as they were out of sight to comfort their fellow lord, barely hearing Saero’s words as they exited the building.
“Despite his harsh words Lord Na Arkenea’ghymn will be the first to go out of his way to help you, you just have to take the first step.” Saero told them as he motioned for them to follow him to the array so he could send them home.
After seeing the humans out of sanctuary he joined the others as they stood near the edge of the gorge staring at the waterfall, keeping Harry company in his solitude.
“I had always wondered what I would find once I made the journey across worlds. I had even resigned myself to kidnap this world’s version of myself and raise him in a loving environment if needed, not expecting to go back as far in the past as I did.
Instead of the fear and distrust I expected I found friends and those who I could open my heart to enough to begin to care again, no matter how much I might grumble under my breath.
Harry James Potter can move on now, his demons have been exercised and he can truly rest.
Mytimah Na Arkenea’ghymn has taken his place and he has found a home.” Mytimah told them as he stared at the setting sun through the mist of the falls.
