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Another day on their vacation paradise, the day was perfect sunny with a few tiny clouds, the sea was calm
"You will never catch me alive!" Astoria giggled as she flew on the hoverboard across the beach. Right behind her Kiara and Nala were chasing them in their normal huge cat forms.
"Raww" "Rarrr"
They had grown slightly bigger than the last time. Rather than lionesses they were now bigger than normal lions. And lions are 30cm higher and 50cm longer on average.
"Why are they chasing her again?" Melinda asked Andromeda as they watched Ophelia nervously looking at her daughter. She was not afraid of the lionesses no, they were kind and gentle. But giving a 9 year old a hoverboard was a terrible idea. And given how excited Astoria was she might crash at something while flying at high speeds.
"Don't worry. Harry placed a bunch of protective charms on her before he gave her the board. She could crash into a wall and come out unscathed" She said to Ophelia who smiled before she turned to Melinda
"As for why. Astoria did an electric static charm on the big cats that made their fur stand up and turn them into poof balls." Andy smirked when she recalled that moment.
But then Melinda froze all of a sudden. "Wait where is Harry?"
"Well a few minutes ago he suddenly got an idea, and guessing by the evil smile on his face, it wasn't a nice one. He ran off inside to do whatever his crazy mind had cooked up" Bella communed as she read a fashion magazine.
"That brat. I swear he can't go a full month without causing trouble for someone." Melinda huffed as she crossed her arms under her now very impressive chest.
"Its not as bad as you say it is Melinda" Ted said from a bit further away, he was laying down on a beach chair while reading the newest newspaper from different countries.
"I think Harry is extremely impressive. At such a young age he creates and handles many things. Running his business, politics, counterintelligence. All that chaos and trouble he is causing means less people look at him, since they have bigger things to deal with. He bears a lot of burden."
Melinda chuckled "Oh don't be so sure. As soon as you all are at a decent level he will dump much of the work on you. Harry despises anything that interferes with his research. For example he will soon dump the Potion Making business to Andromeda. Who is already dealing with a lot of things as Regent Black"
"Thats fine" Andy stretched "Harry has already done everything I just need to run it. He gathered desperate and afraid potioneers and made them sign 10 pages of magical contracts. They are now part of Potters Potions. And Harry has a strict system in place
The potion must be at least 90% perfect for it to be sold at the cheapest price. For each percent after that the price increases but quality is ensured. He lets them keep 10% cut of all potions they brew, but if they fail to make it at least 90%, the ingredient cost comes out of their money. Essentially he is forcing them to strive to perfect their potions so they get more money."
"WEEEEEEEE" Astoria's voice was heard they had finished one lap around the island and just when Astoria was about to reach the group again, Kiara and Nala speed up and knock Astoria off the hoverboard.
"Uh-oh" Astoria tumbles through the sand before she slides down right in front of her mother who was not looking amused by the scene. Due to the spells Harry placed she was completely unarmed
A bit further away Daphne and Tracy were sitting under the parasol, Tracy lifted up her wand showing the number ten while Daphne gave her a seven.
"Hi Mom~" the little girl said cheerfully
Ophelia just rubbed the bridge of her nose, while Kiara and Nala just raised their paws and high-fived before they went back to lazing around, maybe eat some of that dragon meat as well.
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Harry was inside the house that he made on the island. Earlier when he read the newspaper about the attacks he got a brilliant idea. He was currently writing a letter to the Zealots.
But grumbled as he wrote with a quill on parchment, he hated the way it feels writing with this feather on old ass parchment. The rough texture and how time-consuming is to write with a quill. Especially if he wanted to mimic Grindelwald's penmanship.
He actually made his own paper that he remembered from his past life. His modern notebook and the feel of smooth paper was perfect. Writing with a ballpoint pen for random notes and a fountain pen for important stuff.
"Anddd Done" Harry put down the quill and looked at his letter.
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Comrades, Friends, Brothers and Sisters
I am alive and well. This month i have been in a safehouse healing from the injuries and ailments i have gotten during my time in prison. I have also regained quite a bit of my former power thanks to a few allies I found. A gifted Potion Master and an Artificer who share our cause.
I am writing to you all now because it is time. Time for my return and for us to cleanse our beautiful world of those who are unworthy.
I ask that you pool your recourses so that our new allies can make potions and artifacts for us.
Soon war will be upon us, and I will be ready. I will see soon ready and prepared to lead the charge of revolution once again
Sincerely
Gallert Grindlewald
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Then at the end Harry placed the the invisible ink code that proves it is from Grindelwald. He acquired all of this knowledge from the memories he got from the old man. Interesting guy. Lots of crazy ideas, the man was stuck in a prison for more than forty years, not a lot to do in there.
"Harry" Hope called out from the door.
Harry turned around and smiled at her. "Hey. Why aren't you outside enjoying yourself with the others?"
Hope smiled "I haven't done any work lately, I have been feeling restless, that's what happens when I get caught up in your crazy pace. Anyway I received some news from our people. Well your people. I still don't understand how you could have made a network up and running in only a few months"
Harry just smirked "Money and magical contracts Hope. Plenty of desperate people ready to do anything for me. What did they say?"
"They have informed me that the Ministry has finally calmed down, and stopped running like a headless horse because of all the chaos. They need money and to show they are in command. So the Ministry decided to hold Daphne's trial in two weeks. Naturally they are going to inform us a day before the trial."
Harry threw his head back and laughed like a madman "Ohhh this is gonna be good." he rubbed his hand like a evil mastermind
The girl next to him just facepalmed and smiled wryly 'They are all dead. Why do wizards insist on making things difficult for themselves? They know Harry is powerful. They know he killed two Pureblood Lords. Yet they still want to piss him off'
She then notices a letter that Harry has been writing and peaks over his shoulder to see it "Harry what are you doing you normally hate writing letters."
"Nothing much, just scamming a few hundred people out of their money, resources and lives" he turns his head and gives a smirk showing how proud he was
Hope's eyes widen as she read the contents of the letter, her chin was on his shoulder and she noticed he was looking at her so she turned her head to look him in the eye. They were very close together and would have been a romantic scene if she couldn't see the smug look on his face
"Really Harry?" Hope deadpanned at him "Scamming Grindelwald's army?"
"Hey free stuff is free stuff. I could just go and rob them all. But this way they will even gather the resources i need with their own money. They are shopping and giving all the stuff to me. And I don't have to move a finger"
"You are unbelievable" Hope giggled as she stared at Harry's green eyes. It was one of her favourite things to do.
"Thank you for noticing. Really gives a guy an ego boost"
"Shut up" Hope didn't move her head, but she did slap him on the other shoulder
"Make me" Harry smiled even wider. And make him she did, Hope leaned over and kissed Harry. They continued kissing for a few moments before pulling away. Hope's face was bright red and she had a big smile on her face.
"You know, I don't mind if you use that method from now on to get me to shut up"
"Harry!" Hope got even more embarrassed
"What I was just say-" seeing that he was going to keep talking, Hope realized that this was indeed the right method and kissed him again.
~ Lawrence, Kansas
"Ughhh. That was a bitch to handle" Dean walked into his home and headed straight for the fridge. "Who the hell sets up a base inside a crumbling building?!"
" Every low intelligent monster Dean. But at least it was easier than Romania" Sam was right behind him. He closed the door activating the defences around their house.
Click. Click
Dean opened up two bottles and sat down
"Don't even get started on Romania. We would all be dead if it wasn't for John. Fucking High-Class pulls out of nowhere."
Sam lowered his head "Yeah" he said in a sad tone "We lost a few good ones that night. I can't believe Blade actually died the way he did. He is a freaking legend"
Dean grimaced. Blade was still a sore topic, not just to them, but to all hunters. Blade had killed more Low-Class Vamps than any hunter alive. He had everybody's respect even though his attitude was shit. And he was killed from behind by a Vamp who could use shadows.
"Yes he was" the brothers heard a voice behind them and turned around with their guns drawn.
"Cass?" "Castiel?"
They both looked shocked to see the man. Castiel a handsome man of average height in his thirties. He sports a pair of dress shoes, a black suit, a buttoned white-striped dress shirt, and loosened blue necktie accentuated by a beige trench coat.
"Hello Dean, Sam" the angel nodded at both brothers.
"Where the hell have you been. We haven't seen you since you sent us on that fiasco in Romania" Dean put his gun away.
"You know for an angel of the Lord you are quite forgetful" Sam frowned as he looked at the man. Castiel was the one that told them something was happening in Romania. Something important, that's why they even accepted the offer to work with Libra. Europe wasn't their cup of tea. They operated mostly in the States.
"Apologies, things have been.. busy as of late."
"Devils?" Sam asked with a raised eyebrow causing Cass to sigh "Indeed. When is it not?"
"Well why don't you let us help you out? We have hunted devils before" Dean suggested, in fact he was quite eager to do so
Castiel shook his head "You kill Strays, these are different"
"Why don't more of your brothers and sisters help out." Sam stood up, he just doesn't understand why the angels do nothing, when people are suffering
The angel sighs "Its not that simple. We are low in numbers as it is and scattered across the globe. Heaven has a lot of enemies. If we make a wrong move everything could come crashing down"
Sam and Dean scoffed "Just another way of saying you guys are useless. We hunters do most of the work. Hell I barely even see any exorcists anymore"
"The reason why you don't see any exorcist from the church is because many have been expelled or left on their own accord. They wanted to fight the Devils and are now searching for Devils through the States.
We use hunters because we have no other choice. If we send down angels they will send stronger devils. It will cause an never ending cycle that could perhaps restart the Great War, which would cause mutual destruction. And neither side wants that"
"Enough of the Doom and Gloom. What are you here for Cass?"
"There is trouble brewing in Western Europe. A wizarding war, and some other parties have noticed and shown interest. Wizards are very isolated and don't mingle with the supernatural world. But if someone where to... fan the flames"
"Then it will blow up and turn into a pain in the ass for everybody. Great.. Just Great" Dean finished off his beer and opened another one. ' I hate days like this'
"So what do you think we can do? I mean hunting small groups of vampires or devils we can handle. But a war?" Sam looked at Castiel like he was crazy for coming here
Castiel showed an uncomfortable expression on his face "Well its not exactly you that we want. Do you guys have any way to contact John Constantine? We have sent word to the Belmont's about the matter, but we still haven't received a reply"
Sam and Dean looked at each other and both smiled. Constantine and an angel in the same room? Oh this they can't wait to see.
"Sure we can help out, but it comes with some conditions" Dean leaned forward from where he was sitting and had a smirk on his face
Castiel rolled his eyes "What do you want" he was already regretting coming here. But they needed someone to take a deeper look in the Wizarding World. And since all wizards hate the Church and Heaven. It was proving increasingly difficult to get solid intel. But they know the Belmont's have a connection with that world and were hoping to use it.
"Money, Beer and to be in the same room when you meet" Dean said without missing a beat
"Dean!" Sam looked at his brother like he was crazy
"Oh" Dean came to a realization "I take it back. Money, beer money, gas money AND to be in the same room" he finished off with a smile
Sam facepalmed while Castiel looked at the ceiling ' Michael. Can someone switch with me?'
He received no answer. 'I hate my job'