20 Prophesies?
I groaned, "Cyrus is going to neuter me if he finds out I defiled his little girl."
Astoria protested, "Hey! I am sixteen now! That is months older than Daphne! I want to stay sixteen that is way better than sitting apart and watching the other girls have fun with You. Besides, I said I want to live my life, not being a greenhouse flower."
Tonks shrugged, "Tell that to your Dad, Tory, but take a shower first, Sirius has the sense of smell of a dog… the Ears too."
Astoria huffed and went to her room. I showered and went downstairs, the crowd was divided, the Mothers-in-law were mildly worried, the wives were grinning, the Dads-in-law had a frosty glare on their faces, especially Cyrus Greengrass. Why do you ask? His baby girl aged back to her almost fourteen-year-old body.
I sighed, "Tonks has no doubt reported that the Rituals succeeded, the Burning Soul Curse is activated and will no doubt hurt him already."
I looked up to Aunty Amelia, "I have been thinking, that Dark Mark on the Death Eaters' arms, they will suffer too if there is a Soul connection with Tom. Can you check that out, please?"
Madam Bones asked, "You think they have a Soul connection, Harry?"
I nodded, "That is why Riddle is so strong, I guess that Mark is a slave brand, I bet he can siphon power from it when he is attacking with them."
"So, you bonded with everyone," said Cyrus Greengrass softly, he glared at me, "and again with my little Princess this morning, did you?"
I held my hand up and argued, "That Little Princess still had the body of a sixteen-year-old, more, your Princess woke me up… I'll shut up now."
The mothers blushed, the girls giggled, the Dads frowned, Sirius got his thumbs up in approval, and Tonks was laughing out loud, "Finally the Brat knows when to shut up! Lord Greengrass, I can testify that Miss Astoria initiated this morning's activities, she did have her sixteen-year-old body at the time."
Hmm? A peeping Tonks? Meh, I am hungry, we skipped breakfast so we had a big lunch. The girls reported on the Rituals, they downplayed the actions a bit, especially Hannah, she was not ready to tell her dad that she came from a few slaps on her ass. When they told them that the second Ritual was done naked, nobody asked for a Memory… thank Merlin for that.
Mr. Granger asked, "Now that you are Magically Married, what are your plans with Hermione?"
I looked up from my plate and asked, "Can we keep that Married part quiet? Just being engaged should be enough, we can marry officially in a few years from now. My plans? Getting my OWLS this school year, my NEWTS in the following years. At the moment we are setting my new businesses straight and starting some new ones soon. I plan to get very rich, seven wives cost a lot."
Aunty Bones nodded, "We planned to do that, Harry. Tell me, why did you make Susan a target for the Death Eaters? Tonks reported that all the ideas came from you."
I shrugged, "Susan got that reputation in Diagon Alley all by herself. She plans to go into politics, this was a chance for her to grow in a leadership role. Rallying the students was done by Susan, the organizing part was Susan's, the executing part was all Susan's. Maybe I thought of the idea, Susan and Hannah did the rest. I bet Luna helped with it too."
Luna smiled dreamily, You can read all about it in the Quibbler when the next edition comes out. It was fun. My visions of Malfoy's Dungeons are gone now. Astoria, three or four now."
Astoria fist pumped, "Yes! I am getting rid of that Blood Curse!"
Cyrus head snapped at Astoria, "What do you mean Tori?"
"Harry found a Ritual to remove that Malediction," was her happy answer.
At the looks of everyone I told them, "I am still searching for better ways, so far I have read two books from Salazar Slytherin that are brushing on that subject. The book Rites and Rituals for Young Druids by Tlachtga has a ritual, I haven't given up on finding better ways though."
My Mail came up, Aunty Bones reported, "Dumbledore had a double Mail redirection set up, so he could control who was allowed to send mail to Harry. One of the triggers is that Harry must have talked to them for longer than a half hour. That ruled all but a few out. We removed the second Mail block too now."
Wtf? They took off with my wives! Where is my bloody honeymoon? Aren't we allowed to shag day and night for two weeks? Not old Guy, that poor sod had to wait for almost a week, the wife got her periods… Bloody Hell! So are mine! No, only Hermione, Susan, and Hannah, I have to check with the others. Bloody complicated, pun intended.
Xxxxx
I spent the rest of the day unloading my apartment trunk in an empty storage room, I told Kreacher, Dobby, and Winky, "First check on harmful spells or potions. You can discard normal Letters, letters with dangerous spells, or cursed items that have to be put aside and let Tonks and Jones inspect them. We keep hand-drawn cards, they must be kept apart in a room, the toys and presents must be sorted into Magical and normal. Tonks can donate the normal toys to a charity organization."
I looked at the three elves, "Most of all, take your time for it, there is no rush to have it done as fast as possible. If you see something interesting report it to Tonks and Jones."
Sirius came to say goodbye, "Pup, I am leaving you in good hands, if you want to talk to me use the mirror I gave you last Thursday. Remember, nine o'clock here is five o'clock there, so call me in the afternoon. Have fun with the wives, Pup."
"Have fun too, Sirius, don't do anything I would not do." I said with a smile, "But then again, I am doing a lot lately."
Rolling his eyes, Sirius activated his portkey. Tonks saw him leave, "That mangy dog had better visited a Mind Healer instead of running away from his problems. He put them all on your shoulders you know."
I shrugged, "I knew that in advance, he gave me free rein to do what I wanted with the Black accounts."
Tonks's head snapped to me, "So, you set that Trust Vault up for me? Mum thought it was Sirius' doing."
I nodded, "Malfoy has been draining the trust vaults for years. I filled yours with the Galleons he gave to pay off the rest of the loans from his buddies. I set it up that the contents of that Vault will serve as your Dowry."
Tonks shook her head, "That is too much, Harry, that is almost a half million Galleons! I can not accept that."
"In a way, you must, Tonks," I argued, "You have more Black Blood in your veins than I do. Say thank you, Harry, and give me a hug."
Xxxxx
The next morning a well shagged boy, me, got dropped at the gate at eight o'clock by Dobby. One by one the others got transported here, Winky delivered Hermione and Luna as the last ones. I opened the gate and we walked in. In the Great Hall, we moved to our House tables and started breakfast.
Halfway through breakfast, I heard, "Hem hem, where have you been yesterday, Mr. Potter?"
I looked up and shrugged, "Out, professor. I had some issues to deal with."
"What issues might those be, Mr. Potter?" she asked with her annoying voice, "You know that children are not allowed to leave the castle unsupervised."
I smiled, "Then you may rest assured that we left with adult company, Professor. The issues, however, are private. Thank you for worrying for us, though; it is much appreciated."
She did not give up, "Granger is a muggleborn she is not allowed to leave that castle without her Magical Guardian. Professor Sinistra reported that she did not get a notice of Granger's absence. She will be expelled for leaving without permission."
I smiled at her, "Your care for Miss Granger is commendable, Professor. Most Professors ignore Muggleborn or downright abuse them. But as I said, rest assured, we got permission from the Headmistress. Moreover, Miss Granger is under House Potter and House Slytherin's protection as a ward. Therefore, her Magical Guardians are Lady Abbot and Lady Davis. I am pleased that you are so pro-Muggleborn."
I continued with my breakfast. When I looked back up, she sat back in her chair, stabbing at her bangers. It must have been some symbolic act.
Hermione softly said, "She is going to be trouble, I bet she is picturing you, on the way she is stabbing those poor bangers."
I cringed, "Hermione, don't give me phantom pains. Merlin knows what body part she is picturing."
Sinistra handed us our class schedules, "Welcome back, Mr. Potter, Miss Granger. Headmistress Sprout notified me of your absence. I hope your issues are finished?"
Hermione nodded, "They are, Professor. We can focus on our education now."
Hmm, Herbology first with the Snakes, then naptim… no Bins is sacked, History it is with the Puffs, and Charms in the afternoon with the Claws the houses are well mixed. Ah, goody, we had Dada with the Snakes yesterday, a week without the pink lady is good news.
When we walked to Greenhouse Five, Neville walked next to us, "Thank you, Harry, you saved us a lot of trouble last Friday."
I looked sideways at Neville, "You know that this was Susan's doing, right?"
Neville nodded, "But it was your idea said that Auror Guard, you suspected an ambush. So thank you, Harry."
Well, that one reads the paper with his brain connected to his eyes, "You are welcome, Neville, just don't make a big fuss out of it, I am glad the attention is on someone else for once."
In Greenhouse Five, we teamed up with Daphne and Tracey, "My lovely Ladies! Are you ready to face the wonders of Nature? To witness how the most wonderful plant life can come from stinking Dragon dung? The wonders of life never cease to amaze me."
Daphne glared at me, "Those facts of life were told to Astoria and me yesterday, Harry! Four long embarrassing Hours about the wonders of Nature, Harry! If we have some spare time tonight I will explain the wonders of teenage pregnancies and childcare to you. That is the third time I got The Talk, Harry!"
Hermione sighed, "You too? I thought I was the only one that got another lecture. That was so embarrassing."
Tracey commented, "I suppose we all got the 'No Babies before twenty' lecture. Now that those rituals are done, they can guilt-trip us into being more restrained."
When the three of them looked at me, I said, "Sirius said to have fun with the wives."
Daphne silently cursed, "So unfair!"
Sprout came in to let us focus on Dung, we better pay attention, this year counts double. Anyway, we had an enjoyable class, when class was over, I stayed behind and told Sprout, "It will not take long now, both rituals were a success."
Sprout smiled, "I am glad to hear that, Mr. Potter. Thank you."
Xxxxx
History was a breath of fresh air, no more Goblin revolutions, the sad part? We will get the OWL exam from the ICW. Botox told us, "We will discuss History on a Global scale this year, I know it will be a big change for the OWL and NEWT Years, you have to catch up on what you missed all these years."
With a flick of his wand, he handed out a parchment with a list of books, "I made certain that these books are available for all students in the library. I also made Madam Pince let students take no more than two books out of the library and let them return within four days. That is to prevent hoarding the books and prevent other students from reading them."
He looked around, thinking, "I suggest the wealthy students buy the books; that will release the pressure on the Library books."
He smiled, "Now that is over, who can tell me who were the worst Dark Lords of the last thirty years?"
Zacharias Smith walked into the trap with his eyes wide open, "You Know Who was the only Dark Lord, Sir."
Professor Botox shook his head, "I don't know Who you are talking about, but the last thirty years had five Dark Lords, which one do you mean, Mr…?"
Smith shook his head, "Zacharias Smith, Sir. There was only one Dark Lord, Sir, You Know Who was as bad as Grindelwald."
I raised my hand, "Sir, we are from Britain, so we all suffer from tunnel vision, we all think that if it is not happening on this island, then it is not important. The only one we know of is Tom Riddle also known as Voldemort and You Know Who. I am curious who the others are though."
Professor Botox smiled, "Ah, his name is Tom Riddle, I did not know that, well, the worst was Ye Hong from China and his successor Mu Yang, both were responsible for terrorizing a region as big as Europe and each killed almost fifty thousand wizards and Witches, they also killed over a hundred thousand No-Mags masked as natural disasters. Lord Aladdin, changes identity every few years and is responsible for most of the wars in the Middle East. The fourth one we call Moufasa Kenbo from the Congo region, he loves to poke civil wars and is responsible for the death of thousands of Wizards and Witches and caused over fifty thousand No-Mags to die."
Professor Botox shrugged, "Your Voldemort is fifth, with less than ten thousand Wizards and Witches killed and less than ten thousand No-Mags, he is not high up in the ranking I'm afraid," He looked at Smith, "What Voldemort did in this Country is terrible, but he limited himself to first trying to conquer Britain before he branched out. He could be a terrible Lord if he went to the main continent with his pureblood propaganda. Now that he has a new body, he can go a few ranks higher but I doubt it. These Dark Lord types usually are their own worst enemy."
Xxxxx
We went to our quarters to drop our book bags, Hannah complained, "Yesterday was the worst! Even Peggy gave me The Talk and anti-conception spells again."
Susan grumbled, "Well they don't have to worry this week, my periods are about to start."
Luna skipped into the room, humming a happy tune, Hannah asked, "Luna? Did your father give you the talk too?"
Luna nodded, "He did, he showed me specialized Muggle Magazines about that, they are quite detailed, I have a stack of them in my trunk, Penthouse and Playboy are very detailed, they explain everything with live situations and pictures," she looked apologetic at me, "Daddy did not have one for boys, Harry."
Should I tell her? Or is she messing with my mind? I doubt they are educational, Dudley had some of those and is not a fan of learning.
Xxxxx
At Dinner, Sprout introduced her newest Professor, "Before we start Dinner, let me present your new Potion Professor, Hans Gruber from Germany, he has his NEWTs from Durmstrang and received his Mastery from Madame Rousseau the number One Potion Mistress from France. Because the British Potion Guild feels somewhat responsible for the previous Potion Professor's bad teaching, they sponsor the new textbooks for every student. That is all, enjoy your meal."
I chuckled, "That will rub Umbitch the wrong way, one from Brazil, one from MACUSA, and now one from Germany, count a half Goblin in the mix and she will throw a tantrum this week."
Hermione shook her head, "No, she knows she is on thin ice now that Fudge is gone, I bet she is going to try her best to teach now."
Neville heard Hermione and commented, "Then she will have to change fast, we spent two hours reading that book yesterday, no explanations, no wand work at all. When we asked how we were going to do our practical exams without practicing a single spell, she said if we learn the theory it will come to us with no problem."
He sighed, "Imagine me doing a spell the first time on my Owl exams? I can hardly do one after two weeks of practice."
Hah, I remember the wand from Dad; let's see if I can change his mind, "I know that you are using an old wand; you once told me it was your Dad's. Wands stay loyal to their owners for a long time and hardly work if they are still alive. The only time you can let a strange wand work for you is if you win it in a fight. Killing the previous owner will force that wand to accept you as Master."
Neville whispered, "Harry, it's my Dad's wand."
I looked at him, "Oh? How long ago did he die?"
Neville had tears in his eyes, "You don't understand, my Dad is still alive. Gran said using my Dad's wand will help me be as good as him."
I shook my head, "Listen, Neville, you have three choices, One, buy a new wand, Two, kill your Father, Three, do nothing and cripple your Education. My advice? Buy a new wand, seven Galleons will not ruin you. Look in the library for books about wand lore, and to be honest, is your Gran using an old wand herself?"
Kill your Dad Nev! Solid advice from Harry Freaking Potter! I bet I woke him up with that kick in the ass. Hmm, I mentioned it at Aunty Bones last month, she must have said that to Gran.
I asked, "Neville? I remember telling Madam Bones that you are using an old wand, she told me she was going to talk some sense into Augusta. She is your Gran isn't she?"
Neville nodded, "I'll write to Gran tonight, thank you Harry."
I grinned, "If you want to freak Olivander out, tell him that you dreamed about a wand made from Cherry wood and a core from a unicorn tail hair from a feisty mare."
Xxxxx
My nights are without any action, it seems that Witches are more in tune with Nature and their monthly cycle follows the real moon cycle. So starting from the Full Moon, I have seven girls with cramps. On top of that, those girls got 'The Talk' a day before, so they are extra cranky.
I filled that void with homework and researching Rituals. The RoR provided books from Salazar on demand, and I devoured them. My Parselmagic advanced with leaps. The Practice dummies in the chamber and the workout equipment are priceless. Yes, I am still on my buff schedule, working out two times a day, a §Recuperate!§ and I am back in shape to go deep again. What others need a year for, I do it in a month.
Weekend! After a week in Hell, the periods were done, to release my stress, I freaked Sibyl Trelawney out during divination on Friday afternoon, yeah, no Rune class for me, those Rituals took all my time to study, I used a spell to make my voice hoarse, a small sonorus and a bad rhyme was all I needed to predict the future, with my eyes wide open looking to a point high up the wall, I made my Prophecy:
The Days of the Dark One are Numbered!
The Old Ways are used to pave the path to our Future!
The Burning of the Soul will free the Sheep!
The Old Fraud shall be judged!
The Master of Death will Show the way!
Only he can be trusted!
The Master of Death will Lead The Way!
Now shake my head, a silent §Finite§ and pretend to snap out of it, "What are you looking at?"
OK… that was over the top, I got stamped as the new Seer! The one to go to if you want to see a glimpse of your Future. Lavender and Parvati are true believers. The annoying part? They were burning incense sticks around me, the same Sibyl used during my prophecy.
Xxxxx
When the curfew was called, the girls gathered around me; Hermione glared at me, "Explain, Harry!"
I shrugged, "I was a bit stressed, so I made a Prophesy. It is quite simple, really, a spell to make your voice hoarse, a small sonorus, and with some theatrics, you can make as many as you want."
I grinned, "I plan to make one about a Pink Toad on Monday."
Luna shook her head, "Harry, you are going to give Seers a bad reputation, are you serious you want to do that?"
I protested, "Luna, one word, Trelawney! Do I need to say more? Ah! I know you can see possible futures, and your words indicate that my actions will kick me in the ass, but I am so tired of hearing her predict my death every time she sees my face."
Luna kept on looking at me with a sad face, I caved in, "Ok, little Seer, what do I have to do to make things right?"
Luna smiled brightly, "Shag all of us, that will chase the Wrackspurts away! They have been gathering around your head all week."
"You know what," said Hannah, "We did not try the bathtub this week. It is big enough for all of us."
The tub was filled in record time, like the prefects bath, we could add all kinds of bubbles, I commented, "That is the only reason to be a prefect, that bath is huge! I wonder if they have a schedule or make it one joined occasion. This tub is about one-third the size of that one, and you can almost swim in this one."
"Focus, Hubby," came Luna's voice, "Your wives need your Pego in their Pussies."
Hannah said, "I'll go first, we reverse the order from last week. Get busy, Husband."
I grabbed her and let her face the side of the pool and bend her forward, "Hands on the edge slut, spread your legs, Daphne, sit in front of her and let this slut eat your cunt, Hermione, Luna, each take a side and work on this slut's tits, while I do this."
I shoved Little Dude inside with one rough stroke and went berserk on her, just the way she likes it, "Daphne grab her hair and push her where you want that tongue, Luna! Not so gentle, Hannah wants it brutal and rough, and that is what this slut will get. Now pinch those nipples!"
Ten minutes later, Hannah went over the edge, she screamed into Daphne's pussy, making Daphne ride a buzz of her own. "Susan, you are up, do you want to try this position too?"
One by one they wanted the same, not the brutal Hannah way, but not the soft and cuddly way either. Astoria protested loudly when she got nothing more than a good snog, "Daphne said, "You made a Vow, Tory, remember, snogging until fourteen and a half and no penetration until you are fifteen. There is no way around it. Aging potions are dangerous if you take them too many times."
Hermione commented, "Polyjuice is not dangerous, Moody got impersonated for almost a whole year with Polyjuice," Hermione looked at Daphne and Astoria closely, "Last week you could be twins with that aging potion, Polyjuice as Daphne."
Hermione argued further, "Look, she did this earlier, so there is a precedent for it, she experienced making love, and waiting a year for it will frustrate her completely. I brewed Polyjuice before, I can do it again, that way you are certain of the quality."
Astoria pleaded, "Please, Daffy, say yes, once a week, please? Pretty please?"
Daphne sighed, "Alright, only when Hermione brews the Polyjuice, and you know, brewing Polyjuice takes a month."
Astoria hugged Daphne, "Sis, you are the best! I want to be Hannah too, and Susan! Can I be Harry?"
I asked Hermione, "Who recommended Polyjuice again?"
Hermione sighed, "We created a monster."
Xxxxx
Monday Morning! Dada time! We entered the classroom and sat down, Pinky sat behind her desk and shook her head, "That is no way to come into class, you are behaving like uncivilized paupers."
I stood up and said, "I agree, we have to come inside in pairs holding hands. I learned that in Muggle kindergarten we had to hold hands or we get lost on the way. Then we have to wish the teacher good morning, all together, of course, that is the Muggle way. I am surprised you want us to follow Muggle customs, Professor Umbridge. Guys! All together! Good morning Professor Umbridge!"
I sat down and said, "We will do better next week, Professor."
"Ten points from Gryffindor! Detention Mr. Potter! I will not be mocked!" she fumed "After dinner in my quarters!"
I acted surprised, "Where did I mock, Professor? I praised your teaching attitude and your adaptation of Muggle methods."
"Twenty points from Gryffindor and a week of detentions! Mr. Potter! I will not tolerate to be compared with Muggle filth." fumed Umbridge.
I shrugged, "Alright, I am sorry, but for your information, Professor, most Muggles have bathrooms in their homes, they wash themselves regularly. Finding a filthy Muggle is hard these days."
"Wands away and book open on chapter two! I don't want to hear a sound!" said Umbridge while she glared at me.
I opened the book, and read the rubbish, hmm I'll ask a question, I raised my hand, when she did not react, I tried her way, "Hem hem… hem hem… hem hem hem… hem Hem HEM! Hemehemehemehem…"
She could not ignore me anymore, "Mister Potter! Stop disrupting my class! Ten points from Gryffindor!"
I protested, "But professor, I want to ask a question, and I could not find another way to get your attention. When are you going to teach us spells? After all, this is a Magic school, not a Muggle one, is it?"
"There is no need to use spells here! If you study the books hard enough, you will pass your OWLS with no problem!" declared Umbridge.
"Oh? Did you develop this new method yourself, Professor? Because you got a Poor on your Dada OWL, and you never took your NEWT… It could work! We will try your new method, Professor." I nodded, sat back down, and started reading.
Suddenly, several hands were raised, and when Umbridge did not react, Hem Hems came from all sides.
"Silence!" she yelled, "There will be no questions asked, and I will not answer one! Now sit down!"
I stage whispered, "Hush, guys, it is the new teaching method! She got it from the Muggles!"
"This is not a Muggle Method, Mr. Potter!" she almost screamed.
I held my hands up, "Sorry, Professor, but teaching a class without Magic involved is a Muggle class by definition. Is Slinkhard a relative of yours by chance? That would explain why you want to use this idiot's book."
The foam was on her lips, "This is a ministry-recommended book, Mr. Potter!" I demand respect!"
I nodded, "I will give you respect, Professor. This book, however, is not worth the paper it is printed on. You better check with the Ministry that you are correct. Making mistakes is human, is it not?"
When Umbridge pointed her wand at me, I disarmed her, tied her up in ropes, and levitated her on her chair, then I silenced her, "Listen, and listen good, Professor Umbridge, Dumbledore is gone, Fudge is gone, your job here is to teach us the spells that the curriculum demands every student must know to pass. Reading this book will fail us. I will not allow someone to sabotage my education for whatever reason you must have. Because, professor, we would learn faster without you being here than with you. So remove whatever stick is up your cunt and start to teach or get lost. And Yes, as Lord Slytherin I have the Authority to point Professors on their faults."
I removed the silencer. "Now, Professor, are you going to teach Dada, or do I call the DMLE? I wonder what the punishment is for attacking Lord Slytherin?"
Umbridge hissed, "You provoked me, Potter! You provoked me to attack!"
I nodded, "And what does Slinkhard's book tell you? You have to try to solve every confrontation with a dialogue, do not give in to violence when you are provoked. You call out for assistance to a colleague or an Auror from the DMLE to solve this confrontation. What does chapter four tell you? You have to document the transgressions and hand them out to the proper authorities, in this case, Headmistress Sprout."
I recited the proper passage, "In any case, do not turn to violence, stay calm, and use a soft voice to prevent an escalation of the conflict. Try to talk your differences out as civilized Witches or Wizards. You see, Professor, this class is about when Dialogue doesn't work and your opponent turns to violence. This class needs to teach us how to defend ourselves when someone casts a spell at us."
I looked her in the eyes, "Professor, are you going to teach us how to defend ourselves or do I need to call the Aurors? See? I'm still using the dialogue."
21 Let's talk about it.
Daphne came next to me, "Professor, it is crucial for us to pass our OWLS with the highest grades possible. You have to realize that our results will be reflected in you. If you manage to let all of us fail you will be remembered as the worst Dada Professor in History. You will be the joke of half the Wizarding World and scorned by the other half for ruining our futures."
Words from a proper Pureblood Daughter can not be denied, especially when that Daughter's Dad is the leader of the Gray Faction in the Wizengamot. She realized that her options were limited now that her backer was gone, I almost saw the gears turning in her mind.
Umbridge took the way out Daphne offered and nodded, "Very well, I will be teaching you the spells required for your Owls."
I released the ropes and spells, "That is all we ask, Professor. We promise to do our best to score high marks on our exams," I added, "As a peace offering, I will sponsor the new course books for all seven years. If I might suggest, the books from the last two years had the best OWL results from the last fifteen years."
Everyone was staring at me and Daphne, I attacked a Professor, and Daphne changed that Professor's mind to actually teach us spells. The kids of my Vassals were laying low, as their Lord, I am sponsoring their education and I bet they got orders not to mess with me.
Umbridge gritted her teeth, "Books from last year will be fine, Mr. Potter. I'll start teaching from them when they arrive here," then she handed a barb of her own to us, "As you just demonstrated the effectiveness of Slinkard's Method, you will resume reading the textbook until then."
I smiled, "I can agree with that, Professor. Might I suggest you lecture on the goals this book wants us to reach? We, students, will grasp the information better when an adult explains the finer details we otherwise might miss. As you know, our World view is limited because of our youth; we have yet to experience what the World is offering."
I buttered her up enough to let her back off. It is a cease-fire at the moment; we both got what we wanted, she taught us spells, and she proved that her book was not completely trash. I shudder at the thought of a Professor with a Poor for her OWL teaching us any kind of spell, but there are no other candidates for the job, so we have to do with the bottom feeders. I made it an express order to the bookstore, they promised the books would arrive a week later.
The DA club will not form; I can tell you that I would rather spend that time with my fiancees. Yes, I have my priorities in order. I got my nights sorted too; Friday, Saturday, and Sunday nights we spend with all of us; Monday night, I recuperate cuddling with Astoria; Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday, I spent with two girls; they decide the rotation themselves. Yes, I smile a lot lately; a few days ago, the House Elves expanded my bed, and everyone fits in it now.
Xxxxx
I noticed that the Burning Soul Curse started to take effect, Draco kept rubbing his left arm, so did Theo Nott, Dumb and Dumber, and some upper years from Slytherin, two Puffs, two Ravenclaws, and one Griff. I wonder if I am going to let them squib out or help the bastards. Each has its pros and cons; if I squib them, they will cause no more problems, but it will give me a bad reputation in the community. If I help them out, there is a 50% chance they turn on me for offing their Lord.
That evening after dinner, I asked the girl's opinion about it, helping or not. Daphne commented, "You have first to see if you can actually help them, Harry. If you can't, then there is no use discussing it."
"Maybe you can experiment on Draco," said Susan, she pointed out, "I bet he only took that brand to protect his parents. His Father's stunt with the Diary and the loans to House Black would make that a punishment instead of a reward. Besides, he is a relative of Sirius and Tonks, with the Blood adoption he is yours too, Harry."
I groaned, "Now I have to help that ponce?" suddenly my face lighted up, "We can amputate that arm! No brand, no pain!"
Luna shook her head, "Focus, husband, this is important. You have to do the right thing."
I sighed, "I'll check the books, the book from Salazar, Curses on the Soul, and How to Cleanse Them will be my best bet. That Dark Mark is a soul brand after all."
Luna smiled, "You will do the right thing, love."
I looked sideways at Luna, "Do all the Seers get a kick of being so vague as possible? It's making my head hurt, you know."
Luna's smile widened, "That is retribution for your fake Prophecy, Love. There must be Balance in the Universe."
I got in front of Luna, "You know, suddenly I feel the urge to tickle the Universe, the Balance demands it."
The next ten minutes saw the tickle fight spread to the other girls. In the end, Luna got trapped on my lap. I asked, "How is my lovely Universe feeling? Is there Balance?"
Luna cuddled closer and nodded, "There is Balance, Harry, and Harmony, Love and Fun. I Love Fun, Husband."
I sighed when I put Luna next to me, "I am off to the RoR to read Salazar's books, I got to search for a good copy spell too, then I can read them here."
Hermione offered, "I can come with you if you want help."
I shook my head, "Those books are all in Parselscript, Hermione, maybe you can page through those stacks of books the elves returned to me."
"I want to learn about Muggle mating habits from Luna's magazines," said Astoria, "I am curious how different they are to ours."
I glanced at Hermione, she looked up at me and shrugged. Well, this is the way most Muggle teenage boys are introduced to the anatomy of the opposite sex according to the Old Guy's memories, and the girls are already past that hurdle.
Xxxxx
When I returned just before curfew, six blushing Witches and one dreamy Witch were sitting on the couch with a lot of Magazines spread out in front of them on the table.
Luna smiled at me, "Husband, we learned a lot today, and want to try some of it out. Those Muggles have some great ideas. The ropes and whips looked interesting."
When I swallowed, she giggled, "You are so easy to tease, hubby. Daddy said not to experiment the first five years."
I seated myself next to her and pulled her over my lap, I lifted her skirt and slapped her bum, "Naughty girls need to be punished," I said after a few slaps, then I pulled her panty down and gave her some more slaps, "Tell me, did this naughty girl deserved to be spanked? Maybe I have to use those ropes on this naughty girl."
Luna gasped, her bum was on fire and yet she started to moan, "Yes, Husband, I was a bad girl that needed to be punished."
I gave one last slap, "Here is your punishment, naughty girl, tonight you will be our playgirl, you will be ours to play with however we want. For me, put your face in my lap and your mouth on Little Dude."
Hannah, said, "First do a striptease, a slutty striptease."
The Magazines must have inspired them, Luna performed like a pro, slowly dancing through the room, she removed her clothes one by one. She ended her dance in front of me. Luna got on her knees and started her Blowjob. Bobbing her head up and down, with one hand on the shaft moving along, it didn't take long to lose my first load. "Swallow it all, little toy! Merlin that felt good!"
"Now the rest of us, plaything," said Hannah, "My pussy is burning and need your tongue, no, not fingering yourself."
Luna, directed by us, served one after one, she was eager to do as ordered, not one command was refused, when everyone except Astoria got served, we took Luna to bed, five girls and I started spoiling Luna, with my Dude deep inside, the girls covered her with their hands and lips, a half hour and a lot of orgasms later, she collapsed with a big smile on her face.
Astoria came before me and said, "Hubby? I am a naughty girl too, please punish me."
I grinned and slapped her ass, "Alright, I will punish you, sit on the edge of the bed and stay there, I forbid you to play with yourself."
Daphne giggled, "Nice try, Tory, take your punishment. I'll add a bit more, you stay with Harry tonight dressed in your nightgown without doing one erotic action."
Daphne smiled at me, "That is denial play, we read about it. Harry, we are going to bed, Hannah stays here to fuck you senseless and rile Torie's juices up."
I took a deep breath, §Recuperate!§ Hannah got served the way she loved under Astoria's longing eyes. She muttered, "Not fair!"
Xxxxx
Saturday after breakfast, Aunty Bones arrived with the In-laws, she reported, "We monitored the known Death Eaters in Azkaban, and the ones we suspect to being branded, all of them have symptoms of having an itch on their Mark, they keep rubbing it. It seems you are correct in your hypothesis that the Burning Soul Curse is affecting every Marked Death Eater."
She looked at me and asked, "Does that mean they will die too as you predicted?"
I shrugged, "About 75% of them do or turn into squibs, Aunty, they are connected with their Soul to Riddle, as long as they are connected he can leach on their power. I am researching on how we can remove that Mark, but I need test subjects."
I turned to Headmistress Sprout and told her, "Seven Slytherins, two Puffs, Two Claws, and, one Griff have that same itch the Death Eaters have on their arms. I want your permission to ask some of them to be my test subjects."
Sprout paled, "Twelve of them are branded? So many? Why would their parents allow that?"
Jacob Abbot commented, "Riddle was not happy with his minions when he got his new body. Do you recall what he said in Harry's memory? Thirteen years he suffered, he does not forgive, he does not forget. Branding the kids is a punishment for the parents for being Harry's Vassals, while the kids think it is an honor."
Cyrus Greengrass looked thoughtful and speculated, "He must have changed to whom they swore loyalty after Harry kicked him out of House Slytherin and House Gaunt. Maybe they did to House Riddle?"
Susan showed her insight, "Now that they are sworn to Riddle, all he has to do is to kill the ones that are sworn to the Heir of Slytherin to get access to their vaults again."
I remarked, "He won't do that yet, it will scare off new recruits if he does that now. He can still use them to drain their power," I looked at Veronica Davis, my Slytherin Proxy, and suggested, "Lady Davis, maybe it is an idea to declare at the next Wizengamot that any marked children of my Vassals are not in line to for succession. That will keep them alive… or get Crucio'd."
Veronica Davis nodded, "That is a good solution, I better make it a temporary Disinheritance and explain why I am doing it. That will create a lot of goodwill for your Vassals, Harry."
Veronica changed the subject, "Miss Delacour is making big waves in our community, Harry. We expected she would have more trouble sorting your new businesses out. We had some meetings with the alliance to synchronize our trading. She asked for a meeting this afternoon with her team and your lawyers to sign the contracts."
Veronica looked at Sprout and asked, "Is it possible for Harry to leave with us until dinner time? Spies will no doubt report any of Harry's visitors in the Castle to Riddle."
When Sprout nodded, Susan took advantage of the moment to ask, "Can we come too? Harry is new to all the trading and managing his businesses, we can support him and learn some too. Harry told us we would be equals in this relationship. Or take at least Daphne, Tracey, and Hannah along, they are interested in business management."
Sprout sighed, "This is the main reason why we avoid letting students take their Lordships. The responsibilities are too big and will harm their education. Add the fact of your fight with Tom Riddle, I fear that the pressure will be too much someday, Mr. Potter."
She straightened up and said, "Until Tom Riddle is finished, you will have my full support, Lord Potter. All I ask for your sake is not to neglect your studies. I will notify the Professors to exempt you from handing essays and tasks in until Yule break."
"One more topic I want to discuss," said Sprout before I could cheer for skipping homework, "I would like to reinstate the introduction classes again. Armando Dippet canceled those classes, no doubt on Dumbledore's advice. Those classes introduce the Muggle-born and Muggle raised to the Wizarding customs, the why and how we do things. I want to start introduction classes for Wizarding raised to teach them about the outside world, something a lot of them lack. I discussed this with the board of Governors but got denied. I'll ask your support for it, Lord Slytherin, you have the authority to Veto any decision of the Board."
Susan commented, "That is something we neglected last month. We were too focused on Tom Riddle and forgot about school. Harry, I'll stay here with Hermione to discuss it with Headmistress Sprout, while you and the girls go with our parents."
I looked around at the parents, they all nodded. I am surprised they let us make our own decisions, I guess that is a sign they trust us... Or are hoping to do an I Told You So! When we crash and burn due to a bad decision.
"That is fine by me, Susan if our Headmistress agrees with it," I answered, "Maybe it is a good idea to find out what else those two headmasters canceled during their term of office."
Sprout sighed, "I will have a long conversation with Dippet."
Hermione commented, "We have to do something about the Hogwarts Express too, a lot of the Muggleborn have to travel across the country to put their children on a train that will travel them back across the country. Mary McDougal for example, lives in a village, not thirty miles from here, their parents have to travel to London, spend the night, put her in a train station they are not even allowed to see, and travel back to Scotland, all that to deliver her to a school they can reach in a one hour drive with their car."
Sprout nodded, "That rule was instated after the first great war in 1922. Before that, the Muggle-born traveled to the closest Wizarding home and Flood to the Station. Tensions in the pureblood community let them refuse to use their Floo to the Muggleborn. A lot of them had to travel to Hogwarts and arrive one or two days too late."
Cyrus Greengrass commented, "I remember my Grandfather complaining about that, after that war, Muggles and Muggleborns became more assertive and outspoken. Add the fact that almost all of them were devoted Anglicans and Christians, they clashed a lot. Letting strangers in our homes use our Floo is uncomfortable too, especially when our worldview is so different."
Aunty Bones addressed another Hot Topic, "Harry, rumors are flying around that you are a Seer and you made a Prophecy in your Divination Class. Is this true?"
I decided to do a demonstration, §Rauca, Sonorus Minima§, and stared at a point on the wall. My voice boomed through the room,
A New Fake Seer is born!
The Heliopaths are protesting!
The Wrackspurts will confuse Him!
The Nargels will punish the Faker!
The Blubbering Humdingers are going to set the World back in order!
The New Fake Seer will confuse the Sheep!
He will be punished by his Luna if he keeps this up!
Luna narrowed her eyes, "Luna will certainly do that, Fake Seer! Luna will have ropes and whips ready tonight."
I swallowed and explained to the speechless parents, "I got tired of Trelawney predicting my death every two minutes, so I made my voice hoarse, and with a mild Sonorus, I spouted a bad rhyme like I just demonstrated. I won't do that again, though; Luna is against it; I am giving real Seers a bad name if I keep doing them, she said."
Xeno, who was taking notes the whole time, commented, "There are real Seers, Harry; my Luna is right; doing these fake Prophesies will hurt their credibility," he turned serious, "Sibyl Trelawney is a real Seer, only she is forced to teach something she is not talented in. Her talent is in Prophecy, a rare talent but limited in use; most Prophecy Seers do twenty or fewer Prophecies in their lifetime. Teaching students Tarot or viewing Crystal balls is harming her reputation."
We discussed our future actions and the possible directions they will take. Again, I was surprised at how much we are allowed to give our opinions.
Finally, Bernard Davis stood up, "The rest is a discussion for later, we can think of something before Yule, Riddle will be gone by then I hope. Lunch is at our home."
I heard Veronica Davis softly say to Luna, "Luna dear, we have a good selection of ropes and whips at home, I let you borrow some."
Whut?
Xxxxx
Fleur and her team joined us for lunch, so did my lawyers, is this the so-called business lunch? No this is not a restaurant, they can not file this for a tax deduction. Meh, I'll just eat the food and listen to the small talk. What worries me is that Luna and Veronica are whispering behind a silencing charm, and sometimes glimpse at me with a weird smile.
When lunch was over, Fleur presented the contracts and explained their functions, "First is the founding of Potter Solutions, we have all the permits and paperwork ready to be signed, Lord Dewey approved the formulation of the contract."
Fleur presented the next stack of papers, "This is for the founding of a factory to create viewing screens, recording devices, and Wireless. We have several models ready for production and are recruiting employees as we speak. This is the standard contract every employee has to sign at the start of their job."
Dewey took over, "Miss Delacour and I started negotiations with the National and international Quidditch Leagues and Quadpod League for exclusive rights to record and report all their matches with the exception of the local wireless and newspaper reports. We are targeting a fifteen-year exclusive contract with an option to extend it for fifteen years more. So far the Leagues see this as easy money in their pockets."
Fleur presented the next stack, "This is for the broadcasting stations, we want to start small, here in Britain, In MACUSA, in France, and Germany. Every station will have a fixed team and employ freelancers. We studied the Muggle stations in different countries and opted for the US style of broadcasting. I contacted several Veela to announce the programs or host concerts and events. We are scouting veteran quidditch players for commenting on live matches and analyzing matches on the news.
Fleur commented, "We are proud to present our latest invention, the Universal Translator! Every viewing screen has a setting to select the main language, once set, every different language will be translated into the language it is set on. We noticed that German and French stations dubbed the sound with German and French voiceovers. Our Universal Translator will do the same but with the voice of the person that is speaking."
Dewey pointed out, "That will give our Viewing screens an edge over copycats. The Universal Translator will be used exclusively for the viewing screens for at least ten years."
Daphne, Tracey, and Hannah were paging through the contracts, Daphne asked, "What is the cost to start this up? Who is going to distribute the screens in MACUSA and the continent?"
Fleur answered, "Here in Britain the shops owned by the alliance will sell them, Greengrass and Davis have stores in Germany and Spain, Abbots and Bones have contacts in MACUSA. The Delacours are prepared to sell them in France and Italy when we branch out. Gnaw, Bite, Spit, and Tooth are doing the negotiations with the Local Gringotts banks. The startup is calculated to be three Million Galleons and two million Galleons more to bridge the cost between production and broadcasting."
We discussed details while I signed the first contracts. Here I thought I had a Blood Quill-free year! My hand was bleeding when I was done signing everything in fourfold.
Is it a risk? Not exactly, the memories from that Old Guy proved to me that social media will get more important, so will it be with the Wizarding world. The only risk is that there are not a lot of Magicians to make it profitable, I mean the total population of Magicians is smaller than Armenia, you ask where Armenia is? That is my point! With a population of less than three million Magicians, I doubt that I will get super rich from this.
Xxxxx
No comments on what happened that night, I saw the scary side of Luna… I suffered Luna's Wrath and discovered the kinky side of the wives. As I said, no comments. It hurt like a bitch, I can tell you that I am not an M or Sub. Years in my cupboard made me hate punishments. This time I took the damage because I made fun of Luna's Heliopaths and friends. Next time I will do the slapping. It was not all bad, though; Luna rode me like a Cowgirl, and according to her, that would be getting rid of all the Wrackspurts. I could not comment on that, Daphne and Tracey took turns sitting on my face.
Xxxxx
The next morning the Daily Bullshit Reported
The Dark Wizard's Attack failed!
Dear Readers! Yesterday afternoon, the Dark Wizard Riddle launched an attack in Diagon Alley with ten of his followers! What happened next was unbelievable! When the Dark Wizard casts his first spell, all his followers grab their left arm in pain!
Encouraged by the lack of action the bystanders started to cast spells at Riddle, forcing him to raise shields. That action made the Death Eaters scream in pain, the more spells Riddle casts, the more his followers were hurting! In the end, they were rolling on the pavement in pain.
With a scream of rage, Riddle escaped with a Portkey leaving his minions an easy prey for the brave men and women who disarmed them and tied them up for the DMLE, which arrived only seconds later.
Senior Auror Robarts commented, "We have a patrol in Diagon Alley all day and night. The fight was over in less than twenty seconds, by the time we arrived the fight was over. We commend the brave Wizards and Witches for standing up to these criminals. With people like them, our world will be a lot safer."
That, Dear Readers, is a turn in DMLE policy, they used to reprimand bystanders and sometimes arrest them for casting spells to defend themselves. Questioning Senior Robarts he remarked, "That Policy change was pushed through by Madam Bones after Minister Fudge took a Sabbatical, and Minister Diggory temporally took over. We acknowledge the rights of the public to defend themselves."
Dear Readers, we noticed that there is a fresh wind blowing through the Ministry, corruption and favoritism are handled and punished.
We can only hope it will stay that way.
Your reporter, C. Holmes
Pictures by J. Watson
Details about the attack are on page 2
Why were the Death Eaters holding their Mark? We speculate on page 3
New torture technique of the Dark Wizard? Specialists comments on page 4
The Dark Wizard drops in TWW Power Ranking! Amazon Suzy takes first place! An in-depth study on page 5
The start of Girl Power? Play Witch Monthly proclaimed, "We women were always in Power, the males did not know it.
Harry Potter Fan Club explains, "Harry is focusing on his studies. Let's face it, once he mounts his tamed Dragon, who can stand up to him? And don't forget his pet Nundu!
Xxxxx
I cornered Malfoy after lunch, "Draco, let's talk about that itch on your arm."
22. Tubbing
Draco got all defensive, "What are you talking about Potter? There is no itch on my arm."
I rolled my eyes. "Of course, there isn't, cousin. Like those ten Death Eaters, they didn't have an itch either. That was why they were rolling on the pavement in pain when their Master was taking their power. Tell me, didn't you feel it when Tom attacked the Alley? Didn't you feel the pull?"
Draco glared at me and asked, "Why should you care about it, Potter? Aren't you happy?"
I nodded, "I am pleased about that, Cousin. It is because I caused it."
Draco jumped away from me, "You did this to me? Why? Isn't it enough you nearly ruined my family? My father almost died because of you!"
I shook my head, "No, Draco, I did not do that to you, I did it to Tom Riddle, the consequences are of your own doing. I did not tell you to take his Mark. I did not force your father to give Tom Riddles's Diary to Ginny Weasley, and who let those fools stop paying the installments of their loans? Right, I thought so too. It is not my fault you were being fooled by a Muggleborn."
Draco cooled down and sagged his shoulders, "What do you want from me, Potter?"
I sighed, "I just told you I am responsible for causing Tom Riddle's problem, but here is my problem, Tom is going to die soon, the problem is that all branded slaves will go down with him too," I looked at him in the eyes and asked, "Tell me, Draco what will the Wizarding community think if they knew I caused the Death of so many upstanding citizens?"
Draco paled and answered, "They would declare you the next Dark Lord. Are we going to die, Potter?"
I nodded, "That is what I wanted to talk to you about, Cousin. I am researching the Mark and I need test subjects. Sure, I could get someone from Azkaban but there are at least twelve in the Castle who will volunteer. Don't you think so?"
Draco asked, "Again, what do want from me, Potter? Why me?"
I shrugged, "First of all, you are family, I don't give a shit about your Father, but your Mother is a Black, one I am responsible for, Sirius handed all responsibilities of House Black to me. What I want from you is your cooperation so I can study how I can remove the link between Riddle and you."
"Make no mistake, Draco," I warned him, "I don't like you; in fact, even your Mother doesn't deserve to be saved; after all, she did let her Lord rot in Azkaban for thirteen years, knowing he was innocent. Tell me what did you have to do to be granted that madman's Mark? Who did you have to rape or kill? Maybe both? Your face said enough."
Draco gritted his teeth, "What would you have done to save your parents, Potter?"
I glared at him, "How should I know, Malfoy? Your Master killed them! Be in the Hospital wing in thirty minutes."
Xxxxx
I needed those thirty minutes to convince the new Mediwizard why I needed to conduct my experiments here. I persuaded him with, "If not here, then I'll do my experiments in an empty classroom, Mr. Nightingale. If I don't, they will die."
Mediwizard Florian Nightingale caved in, "I will supervise your experiments, Mr. Potter, against my better judgment."
Draco came into the Hospital wing, I grinned, "On this bed, cousin, that is my lucky bed, I spent many days on that bed. Now expose your Mark, name that spell, Cousin."
Riddle did his homework, exposing that Mark needed a string of spells, finally, it was time to tortur… experiment on Draco. My first spells came from the book Thousand Ways To Remove Spells, Hexes, and Curses, from Apollo Black. With no results, I switched to Lost Healing Arts by Salazar Slytherin, and finally Curses on the Soul, and How to CleanseThem, also from Salazar. Spell after spell failed, I could remove the Mark but the Soul Connection remained.
At last, I sighed, "I need to hit the books again, Thank you for your cooperation, Draco, spread the word around to your buddies that I need a fresh test subject. Tomorrow after dinner here. Tom can't summon or punish you anymore, but the soul drain is still there."
Draco nodded, "I'll ask around, Goyle will probably volunteer next. Thank you for trying, Potter."
Florian Nightingale asked, "Do you want a pass for the restricted section of the Library, Mr. Potter?"
I shook my head, "There is nothing useful, Mr. Nightingale, Dumbledore made sure of that. No, I need books on Parselmagic, the connection was made with Parselmagic, it has to be undone with it too."
Surprised, he looked at me, "You have access to such books, Mr. Potter?"
I nodded, "I have my sources, ones that I can not reveal, I have to say, Mr. Nightingale."
Xxxxx
The RoR provided four books on Parselmagic, too bad two of them were on Druid Bloodline Rituals, one from Tlachtga again, Soul Rituals and Bindings, I found the ritual Tom used when I paged through it. Of course, it needed a human sacrifice or an act of violence on an enemy. No wonder Tom is batshit crazy, every Mark drove him further into his madness. Did that idiot think he had Irish roots?
It did make me wonder if saving them was a good idea, those fools had to at least rape or kill a victim to get that Mark. Is it worth saving them? There is no way I am using that counter ritual from that book, I like to keep my sanity, even when there is not much left of it. I'll write a letter to the in-laws and ask for advice.
Xxxxx
We have our meals at the tables of our House to keep in touch with our friends and classmates, Neville showed me his new wand, "Cherry wood and the Tail-hair from a feisty Mare, Harry? Are you a Seer?"
Blasted! If I say yes that I'll get a hard time from Luna, she did not return those whips and ropes, I'll bullshit my way out, "No, Neville, I read a book about Wand-lore, and the wood and core matched your personality. It struck me when I read that book that their example matched you perfectly. It was a book from the Black Library."
There you go! The perfect lie! Until Hermione asked, "What was its title, Harry? I spent two months in that library and did not see one."
Crap… ah! I got it, "It was one from the private library of the Lord's office, Hermione. For the Lord and Heirs eyes only."
Neville nodded, "That book was spot on, Harry. When I mentioned it to Olivander, he humored me and gave it to me, it connected to me immediately, he was speechless. I better write a letter to Gran because she thinks you are a Seer after I told her you gave a Prophecy in class."
I groaned, "I am not a Seer, Neville, when you use a spell to make your voice hoarse, add a small sonorus and a little act, you can fake as many Prophecies as you want."
Neville looked disappointed, "Too bad, it would have been nice to have access to a Seer."
I shrugged, "I heard Trelawney gave a true Prophecy once, I could only understand what she was talking about after the event came true. I did that to stop her from predicting my death every two minutes."
Xxxxx
When I entered my quarters, the place was loaded with girls. Susan said to me, "Harry, we are having a girl's evening, go and read some books in the library until curfew."
Hmm? I am kicked out of my own room? The looks on their faces said yes. I shrugged, "As long as I can have a Boys evening… Never mind, have fun."
The only one I am close with is Neville, having a boy's night with two is pathetic when there are more than twenty girls in my quarters. Meh, I went to the library to write my letters.
Xxxxx
When it was almost curfew, I came back, hmm? Winky? "Hello, Winky, what are you doing here?"
Winky smiled, "Mistresses needed Winky to take care of the bath, get fresh clothes, and clean, Master Harry."
I nodded, "Oh, I did not know personal elves are allowed at Hogwarts."
Winky said, "Elves of Governors and Lords with Private Quarters do, Master Harry."
I smiled at Winky, she looked adorable in her maid outfit, "We will rely on you then, Winky, the girls will love it when you take care of them."
One by one the visitors left, smiling and giggling, when the last one was out of the door I asked, "Did you have fun? What do girls do on a girl's evening if I may ask?"
Tracey answered, "We had a bath together, can you believe we all fitted in it with room to spare?"
Daphne explained, "There are only showers in the dorms, when they heard we have a big pool, they all wanted to take a dip. So we invited them for a girl's evening."
She frowned and continued, "The prefect's bath is not as popular as we thought, at least not for girls. Even when private hours are agreed for only girls, sometimes seventh years spell themselves invisible and watch them bathe or worse. The only time female prefects use that pool is to make out with their boyfriends. With the new Headmistress that could change."
So they take a dip in my pool. Susan commented, "Hermione and I talked with Headmistress Sprout about the things Dippet and Dumbledore messed up, when we read the rules we saw that we were allowed to have a personal House elf, Winky was happy to volunteer."
I spotted Luna's magazines on the table under a newspaper, I asked while pointing to the magazines, "Did you discuss the Muggle point of view on the facts of life?"
Hermione blushed, "I explained the purpose of those magazines, Harry."
Astoria ratted them out, "They still discussed it, Harry. Even when Hermione explained it to them, they are becoming true sluts."
Daphne glared at her, "Who wanted a girl's night with her friends next weekend? Perhaps we won't leave the room by then or cancel it altogether."
Astoria pouted, "It is not fair; three weeks until that Polyjuice potion is brewed, and I can't have any fun at all."
I stretched out and got up, "I am going to take a shower and go to bed. If I read one more Parselbook then I am going to be cross-eyed."
Luna asked, "Did you find something, husband?"
I nodded, "The ritual of how Riddle bound the Death Eater's Soul to him. It is with a Bloodline Ritual from the Druids from the Eire. Each Soul Mark made Riddle crazier. The counter-spell is in it too but I am not in the mood to lose my mind to save some lowlifes."
Xxxxx
Everyone was in our bed already waiting for me, I went under the covers and asked, "So all of them went in the pool, even Parkinson and Bulstrode?"
Tracey answered, "Their parents told them to mend some fences with you, so they have to swallow their pride. Making friends with us is a first step. They are not happy with Malfoy, though, and most of all, they blame their parents' stupidity."
Susan added, "We reckon they will let their Vassal position work for them, sponsoring Hogwarts tuition for example and a good job after graduation or a good match for a husband."
Hannah took her nightgown off and removed the sheets, she giggled, "We made them green from envy when we explained what a Parseltongue can do." slowly she pulled her panty down, "That just happened what I need right now."
I froze when Luna asked, "Do we need the whips today?"
I turned to Luna and answered, "Those whips and ropes have to go back from where they came from, Luna, or I will be the one doing the whipping."
Luna's eyes glazed over, "That might be fun, Hubby, I did like the spanking."
Hannah stood above me, presenting a nice view of the goods, "Spank her later, Harry, this pussy is needy."
I pulled Hannah down until her snatch was in reach of my mouth, "Hanni, your pussy is dripping already, are you sure you need forepla... hufffmmmm! §You will pay for that, you little tramp! I will talk to your cunt until you are hoarse from screaming!§
I kept Hannah in place and made her cum over and over. There was a nifty spell in Salazar's Lost Healing Arts, one that stimulates nerve ends and I was abusing it on her clit and snatch, finally, she collapsed.
With a wave of my wand, my face was clean again, I smirked at Hannah, "Well Hanni? Does your pussy need more?"
Hannah came back down to Earth, "Morgana's saggy tits, Harry! You can wake up the dead with that tongue. I have enough for now, but I will be coming back for more."
Suddenly, I became aware of my surroundings and looked at six hungry-looking faces, all naked and waiting for their turn. I protested, "Hey! What about me?"
When they moved in, Daphne answered, "Don't worry, Harry. We will do you first. Move aside, Hannah. We are going to spoil our Husband."
Six on one… damned, Astoria is taking advantage of the situation… don't… give… a… shit… right… CUMMING! Bloody Merlin! This is making up for all the crap I have been going through all these years! I am covered by six gorgeous girls who are doing their best to make Little Dude happy. Their hands and lips were all over my body, it made my brain go into Primal Instinct Mode and enjoy the sensations. Two shots later it was their turn.
One by one they got served, I even made an exception for Astoria and gave her one happy ending too. At last, we fell asleep with a smile on our face.
Xxxxx
Umbitch did try to teach, she is a stupid bint but she is trying the best she could. It must have finally occurred to her that there was no way back to the Ministry for her. If she messes this up then all doors will be closed for her.
Hans Gruber, our Potion Professor, was almost crying; he had to teach Basic Potion Safety to ALL seven years, then he had to teach Basic Ingredient Handling to all of them and Basic Brewing Techniques. It was rumored that he gave McGonagall a big piece of his mind at the faculty meeting about the responsibilities of a Deputy Headmistress. Her "Dumbledore said" was shouted away by pointing out that keeping Headmasters in control was one of the Deputy's responsibilities too. It was not a good day for Minnie.
History was fun but demanding for us, we had some serious catching up to do to pass our OWLS, I sponsored the history books for my year. We needed it the most, there were no NEWT students for History anyway.
Charms was fun as always, Flitwick was glad he could teach all the charms the ICW wanted students to know when they graduate, a lot of them the Ministry labeled as Dark on Dumbledore's recommendation.
Transfiguration was awkward, Kitty was still upset that I destroyed her worldview and got rid of her Hero. Not that I care about that at the moment, my focus is on the Soul connection between Riddle and his slaves. If he keeps on leeching on his slaves it could take months before he is gone. As they say, a cornered animal is the most dangerous.
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Thanks to my being exempt from doing homework, I spent my evenings in the RoR. Once the girls discovered the room's possibilities, they all moved there with me to spend our evenings. My favorite setting was a big common room with a lot of bookshelves on one side and a practice area on the other side.
I let the room make a door next to our quarters, this way we could stay in the RoR after curfew. I knew I shot myself in the foot when I imagined a pool and tested how far I could go with it. Going on a memory from the Old Guy I made it into a Waterpark paradise. With water slides, jumping boards, waves, and waterfalls, I included a few Jacuzzi too. At last, I arranged fail-safes against drowning and accidents.
Hermione was slack-jawed, "Harry? What is in that mind of yours? This is a huge Muggle Waterpark! Everything works!"
I grinned, "There is more, see that small corner? There is a tub that will fill itself with your favorite dessert, Luna! Fancy a dip in a pool of pudding? Don't eat the pudding though, it is not real."
Astoria shouted, "Dibs for me and my friends on Saturday afternoon!"
I pointed out, "You realize that once your friends flap their lips about this room, we will never have a chance to use it again, everyone will want to have a turn, even the teachers will want to use it for their classes."
Susan suggested, "Tell them that to command this room is one of the privileges of Lord Slytherin."
I shook my head, "Riddle knows about this room too, remember? Astoria, this room stays a secret until Riddle is gone. If he finds out about this he will become desperate and will rush here. I want him as far away from here as possible. Promise it, Astoria! It is for a few months but they are crucial!"
Astoria pouted, "That is another thing that I have to look at and don't touch. Alright! I'll promise to wait and not tell my friends about an awesome Waterpark. That is torture, Harry!"
Daphne comforted her, "You have Saturday afternoon in our pool, Tory, they will be happy enough with that for now."
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Every day after Dinner I spent a half hour experimenting on the Soul connection, by now getting rid of the Dark Mark was easy, but the Soul connection was stubborn.
Goyle told me, "Da said that when you kicked You Know Who out of Gaunt and Slytherin, he lost most of his Magic. He only controls my Da with his Mark."
I nodded, "That is good news. He will focus on trying to get his Magic back and stop attacking innocents. Thank you for telling me, Greg."
A plus is that the branded slaves are behaving in school. They think pissing me off will cut their survival chances. In a way, that is true. Do I care? Maybe a little.
Friday after dinner Aunty Bones paid a visit with two unmentionables to discuss the Soul connection. I took them to the Hospital wing and demonstrated how far I got. And where the Mark originated from.
I explained, "The mark came from the book Riddle found here at Hogwarts, Soul Rituals and Bindings, from Druid Tlachtga. She was a famous Irish Druid, and her rituals were Bloodline Rituals, which is why Riddle descended into Madness. Bins must have skipped that part of history and Riddle probably was too far gone when he found out about it or didn't think he would be affected."
One unspeakable asked, "Can we see that book?"
I shrugged, "Can you read Parselscript? If not, then it is useless to show you. ."
The unmentionable shook his head, "You are the only Parselmouth besides Tom Riddle. It is a shame, she was a powerful Druid in her days."
I nodded, "75% of her rituals required human sacrifices, and that Soul Mark does, too. An act of violence on an enemy is needed to get that Mark. Besides, if you are not a relative of her, you go crazy if you use her rituals. Ask Tom if you don't believe me."
I sighed, "That brings me to the next question, are they worthy to be saved?"
The seventh-year Slytherin test subject paled when he heard me asking that question, now he found that the shoe was on the other foot, instead of being the bully, he turned into a victim.
Aunty Bones commented, "A lot of them joined willingly to protect their family at the end of the first war, peer pressure and threats were no exception. Boys like Draco joined to protect his parents from being punished. To be honest Harry, there is no clear line between right and wrong."
I sighed, "I am not feeling comfortable letting criminals loose on the people, any murder and rape would be on my conscience."
The seventh year desperately tried to find a way to survive blurted out, "I am willing to swear an Oath on my life or Magic to never commit a crime in my life again, Lord Slytherin. Would that satisfy you?"
The unspeakable suggested, "Make that a crime that will get you more than five years in Azkaban, boy, or you will die when you make the smallest mistake."
Aunty Bones looked at me, "Does that satisfy your conscience, Harry? That will keep them all on the right side of the law."
I thought for a bit when we left to our quarters, and said, "Make that a Crime against the Law that will get them more than five years in Azkaban. They could do stuff that they don't consider a crime and get away with it. There is also the fact that some of them are cold-blooded murderers, McNair, Avery, and Greyback for example."
Aunty Bones nodded, "We will have a pre-selection done once you succeed in cutting the Soul connection. Now another topic, tomorrow after breakfast, we will arrive with a team to harvest the Basilisk. Do you want the press to witness it?"
"Lord Lovegood will do the reports," I answered, "if not him, Luna will do it."
Aunty Bones said, "You own more than 50% of the Daily Prophet, it will make you money if they report on it."
I shrugged, "They have been pissing me off for more than a year, let the Quibbler have this scoop, they can use the money too."
We arrived at our quarters and showed the books Dumbledore pilfered from House Potter, the book with Parselscript gave the unspeakables an idea how what the words look like.
One of the unmentionables said, "We may have some books in Parselscript. If we give you a copy, can you give a summary of the contents?"
Hannah spoke up, "A permanent copy? If we get the spell to make a permanent copy, then Harry will give a report on the contents of the book."
The unspeakable nodded, "For books that are not protected with a copywriter spell, we agree. That spell can be found in the library at Hogwarts."
Hermione shook her head, "Madam Pince told me the book with that spell was removed in 1984. She refused to teach me that spell or to give the name of that book."
Aunty said, "Never mind, we will return tomorrow."
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The trip to the Secret chamber was the talk of the school, we went there with a big crowd, the in-laws, the harvesters, the unspeakables, almost all the professors and the victims from the Basilisk were allowed to come with us, even Ginny. At the cave-in, we reinforced the ceiling and cleared the path, everyone went quiet when they saw the impressive door.
Inside the chamber, the carcass was in prime condition. I commented, "Fawkes came with the sorting hat to help me. Where was Dumbledore? It seems he had no trouble coming in and putting that carcass in stasis."
Aunty Bones said, "His trial is next month at the ICW, they have interrogated him for weeks to get all his crimes exposed."
Colin Creepy, who was hired by the Quibbler, was taking pictures while Luna took notes, for the ones that didn't watch the memories of my kill they were shocked to the bones.
Hans Gruber, the Potion Professor, asked, "Who killed this monster? I don't see any traces of a battle except that the eyes are destroyed. This beast is worth a fortune."
Benjamin Botox, the History professor commented, "This chamber played an important role in this school and has to be examined and documented, so is the question how that Basilisk could survive that long."
When Hermione gave a lecture on the events in our second year, at the end the harvesters looked at me with a lot more respect, being told a twelve-year-old kid stabbed a sword in a Basilisk's mouth, is only believable if you are standing next to the body of the Basilisk. Umbitch wanted to claim the carcass for the Ministry until she realized she didn't work there anymore, she pouted for the rest of the visit.
Dobby was called to assist the harvesters and to call me when they wanted to leave, in the meantime he and Winky could clean the chamber and search for secret rooms. For House Elves that is Christmas and birthday presents on the same day.
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Astoria was with her friends in the tub, while we were in the RoR having fun, that is the girls were in the Waterpark and I had my nose in stuffy Books about Soul Magic. "So unfair," I grumbled.