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Hogwarts. Snape's personal quarters.
Severus Snape was doing his potion research as usual. Several potion cauldrons were simmering while he was recording the changes of each recipe.
He had always done so, but now with more drive. After the Potter boy insulted his craft, he was determined to improve and show the world that he is still a great potion master. Potion Masters gain recognition by making new potions which requires a lot of funding as it wastes materials. Or they improve old recipes, that also gains recognition since it saves time and ingredients for potion masters across the world.
Just as he was about to pour the liquid into some vials. Pain coursed through his body, but it was most concentrated on his left arm.
"NO" His eyes went wide as he rolled up his sleeve, and saw the dark mark move and it became more and more clear.
"He is back!" Severus said with horror in his voice. The monster that took Lily away from him was back. The Dark Lord has returned.
'No. He never left' Snape chuckled wryly 'He has now just gained a body. Meaning somebody must have helped him. So the Death Eaters are united again. Another war is coming. I need to inform Dumbledore'
~ Headmaster's office
Dumbledore was frowning as he looked at the Potion Professor's arm.
The Dark Mark returned to its previous glory, it was no longer faded, but the jet black tattoo was moving erratically
"This is troubling"
"Troubling?" Severus looked at the man speechlessly "This is a disaster. According to the prophesy, only Potter can kill him. And the boy is pretty much inclined to let the Dark Lod do as he pleases."
Albus nodded at that. Harry Potter has stated the Voldemort is of no concern to him. The worst case scenario would be them working together.
'Damn that blasted prophesy, without it I could have just gone and killed Voldemort. It was my mistake letting him live for too long. I wanted him to spread more chaos and fear to cement my position further. Then the prophesy appeared ruining my plans.'
"What are we going to do Headmaster?" Severus broke his thoughts
"Well I'm going to reassemble the Order of the Phoenix, after that we need more information on his movements. I can assume he will want to play it more carefully this time. So he might make a move on the Ministry. If he calls you... you know what to do" Albus gave him a look, that sent shivers down his spine
'Damn it. Damn them both!' Snape cursed in his mind
"Of course." he nodded and left the office. Snape was trapped between two megalomaniacs. And he had no way out.
Dumbledore watched Snape leave with a hidden smirk on his face, the best thing his weaker personality has done is to trap that man.' Its amusing to watch him try and survive. Now how shall we deal with this. Voldemort is of no concern to me, at the end of the day, I can just destroy his current host body and he will be back at the starting line again. But he is really becoming such an annoying pest.
Quite frankly I'm so close to just capturing him and letting the Potter boy kill him. The boy clearly has no problems with murdering someone. But that situation doesn't work in my favour. The boy would take the fame and elevate his position in this country. And I can't have that.
Decades of planning and effort. Even with the small setback I have suffered, my position is rock solid. I have enough people in my corner and my enemies fear my retaliation. The others I have enough secrets to blackmail them.'
Albus frowned ' There are too many things to do. With the thief hanging around and causing trouble, I can't make any careless moves. He has already taken too much from me. Perhaps its time to strike back. I'll lay down a trap and wait for him to spring it.'
~ Durmstrang
Durmstrang Institute was one of the three largest wizarding schools in Europe, next to Hogwats and Beauxbatons. It was located in the far north of the continent, its location was kept a secret even from students.
It was founded in 1294 by the great Bulgarian witch Nerida Vulchanova, who served as the first head of the school. and just like Hogwarts it was a castle, except with only four floors and fires were lit only for magical purposes. So the castle was cold all the time. The students were expected to use warming charms by themselves.
It had very extensive grounds however, larger than Hogwarts, and was surrounded by lakes and mountains. In the winter they get very little daylight, so they spend most of the time inside the castle, aside from the occasional fun in the snow. But during the summer students were very active, flying all over with brooms, swimming in the lake and hiking in the mountains.
Durmstrang primarily accepts purebloods, but to meet the required funds to upkeep the castle and pay for the professors they accept half-bloods as well and even half creatures.
Naturally these students were heavily discriminated against. Pure bloods wore an arm band on their right arm while the others wore it on the left. Making it easier for the purebloods to identify the 'lower blood'.
But many students still go there, because the school teaches both Light and Dark magic. Its especially focused in combat magic.
Gellert Grindelwald was the school's most famous, well most infamous student. He was a true genius when it came to magic. Grindelwald's experiments in dark magic were considered too dangerous for the students. After a certain amount of time, Durmstrang could no longer ignore Grindelwald's dangerous studies, and expelled him. There are rumours that he had his own secret room inside the school where he conducted his experiments and even after all these years, it still hasn't been found.
Going to the present day. Igor Karkaroff was the current Headmaster of Durmstrang. Nobody trusted him, but he was a pureblood and knowledgeable about magic. Both Light and Dark. Igor had to take some heavy Oaths to get the position. And it had worked well for him. Well until now.
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"No.No.NO!" Ivan was in his office panicking
"Why! Why is he back! He is supposed to be dead!" he yelled out hysterically, after the Dark Lord had died, ne had barely escaped Azkaban by snitching on his former allies. He named many Death Eaters who were currently residents at the prison filled with Dementors.
"Potter killed him..." Ivan put his elbows on the table and grabbed his head "... he is immortal. I.. I need to leave, find a safe place. No. No. This is Durmstrang I won't be able to find a place with as many wards as here. And the environment will be against them.
I need to tell people. Warn them, I have gathered enough influence over the years to ensure I will be heard. Maybe I can convince the ICW to send more protection around the schools. Especially this one.
"They will be coming for me. They will not leave a traitor alive. Worse, they will make an example of me."
Ivan was getting more and more nervous by the second.
"I can't sit here and do nothing. Time is not on my side. I need to leave now"
He kept talking to himself before he finally had enough. He bolted out of the chair and into the nearest fireplace. Where he disappeared in green flames to start warning his allies and to request help.
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~A/N Magician Families (5 that made an alliance. I'm sure you forgot about them. So did I to be honest, and this is a sort of reminder. They were mentioned in ch 55)
Arthur Brooks (Looks like Third Kira)
Thomas Prest ( Sakyo from Yu Yu Hakusho.)
Oliver Russell (Gato from Naruto.)
Edward Connolly( A/N Yoshikage Kira. From JoJo)
Neville Townsend. (A/N From Blacklist)
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The five Magician Families were gathered again, only a few months after their first meeting.
Despite Oliver's boasting, he didn't manage to acquire the pots. But that wasn't enough to force a meeting. The situation in Britain and the black-market has changed.
"Russell. What's the matter? After all of your talk you still failed." Thomas smiled lightly while taking a puff from his cigarette.
"Yeah Gato. What happened" Brooks mocked the short man. They mess with him by calling him Gato meaning 'little cat' in Spanish. To mock him for his height and how fast he runs away at trouble.
"Don't... call me that" Oliver spoke in a deep and serious voice as he glared at both of them "There have been compilations in Britain."
Edward and Neville already knew the situation in the wizarding world very well. Since they have many squibs and some muggleborn wizards under their employment. Naturally both don't mention a word of this to anyone, even to each other. Both have proof that the other is doing the same thing, yet both can't act upon it, lest the other members get interested and cut into their profits.
Oliver continued "The British wizards pissed the boy off so he pulled back all of his Pots from Britain. When I sent my men to 'invite the boy for a talk'. All of them returned dead except one to deliver back the news. The boy has a pack of some mutated werewolf's that look like giant wolves. Each of them is Peak Low-Class. So next time I sent Mid-Class members. Same thing happened, but this time it was something different. The boy had hired a Devil."
That got the attention of others. Nobody here wanted to mess with the Devil Faction.
"Do you know his identity?" Edward narrowed his eyes. If there was a devil in Wizarding Britain he might have to pull out his operations there. Neville Townsend was having the same thoughts.
Oliver shook his head "He didn't say anything, but my men tell me his power is within Mid-Class.
The leaders got more relaxed. If it was just a Mid-Class devil then it was probably a stray. The pureblood devils are arrogant, they throw their name out left and right. Just to get more fame for themselves.
Thomas Prest scoffed "A single mid-class devil is causing you trouble. Gato that is pathetic even for you" All of them here were High-Class Magicians. They had their own pride. If there is trouble just send one of the Family Elders to clean it up.
"Shut it. The problem isn't the devil but the brat's location. Nobody knows where he is, and the only sure location is Hogwarts, unless you are willing to attack that dammed Castle. Prest" Gato spat out and Prest fell silent.
Other forces have tried, but breaching Hogwarts was nearly impossible. Doesn't matter if all 20 Families attacked it together. That castle sits over seven lay lines, and has absorbed mana for a thousand years. Attacking it is just a waste of time and resources.
Arthur Brooks leaned back in his chair "Have you tried going to other countries?"
"Do you think I am a fool. As if the Magician Families will allow us to make a move in their territory. Compared to us, they are more than happy to buy out every pot. Just because the brat has the support of the Wizarding American Government."
Edward Connolly sighed "Even if they are just a bunch of low class savages. They are still a government with thousands of people in it. Attacking Harry Potter is declaring war on them. We might be able to get away with it because of the Pendragons, Golden Dawn and the Protestant Church makes it difficult for them to launch an assault here. But other countries don't have that buffer."
"Then I suggest another attack. One more. We send out a few of our High Class members after the kid. If that fails we just have to purchase the pots like everybody else." Neville Townsend suggested. Doing anything more than that is just bad business. There can't be any emotion involved in business, no matter how many family members have died or how much you have lost. You have to know when to cut your losses.
Oliver gritted his teeth, he has lost a few men to Potter, but he understands the situation "Agreed, but I will only send one High Class. You have to sent the rest"
The leaders looked at each other and nodded
"Agreed" x4
"Then lets move on to our next subject. How can we make money from the current situation in China?"
~ Hogwarts.
At the second floor girls bathroom. Daphne and Tracy were surrounded by ten Death Eater Children. Malfoy, Nott Jr. and older students.
She wanted to see the entrance to the chamber of Secrets and run a few MageCraft diagnostic spells that she learned. Or attempted to do it anyway. When then students entered the bathroom and blocked off the exit.
They threaten them and said they would harm Astoria if they didn't do as they said. Malfoy laid out his grand plan to poison Harry Potter and weaken him. To show him his true place in this world.
But all Daphne kept hearing was "Blah, blah, blah."
Say what you want about Harry Potter, he might be insane, a murderer, a merciless mad scientist. But he doesn't hold back when it comes to protecting 'his people'.
Everyone in his 'family' or friends gets items that would protect them. Even Tracy got a bracelet. They were in no danger whatsoever and knew enough spells to fight back.
Daphne just continues to watch them with a blank expression, while Tracy was trying her hardest not to laugh in their face.
'Was I really afraid of these imbeciles?' Daphne shook her head. 'Well lets try this spell that my mother and Andromeda made. A mix between wizarding magic and MageCraft. An ice type spell ' Frozen balls '
Daphne waved her wand and all of the boys fell on the grounds, crying and screaming while clutching their crotch. Tracy couldn't keep it in anymore and burst out laughing
"Hahahahahah. Ohh Merlin. They fell down like dominos. One on top of another. Hahahah"
'Hmm. More effective than I thought.' Daphne waved her wand again and cast a diagnostic spell on them. 'Yep. The spell worked fine. Mother will be glad it works"
"Lets go Tracy"
"Ohh, I can't breathe"
Tracy was leaning against the wall still laughing. Daphne sighed and took her by the arm to lead her away before she passes out from laughter. But she had a smile on her face 'That was refreshing. Today looks like its going to be a good day.'
She had no idea how much chaos this will cause among the purebloods or what kind of amusement Harry was about to get. A good day indeed.