Gringotts & The Ministry

Waving his hand, he puts the infant Voldemort to sleep, "Rocko".

With a pop, a well-groomed house-elf wearing expensive tailored clothes addresses him, "Yes, Master?"

"Take this horrifying monstrosity to our dungeons under heavy guard"

Rocko nods before popping away with the infant.

Noticing the two teens eyeing the portkey, he Accio's it to his hand.

"If you boys want out of this hellhole then you will need to swear an oath of silence of everything that happened here and seeing me"

Cedric musters up some courage to speak, "what will happen if we refuse?", his question wasn't answered with words.

A heavy pressure hung over the boy's head as he starts coughs up blood and struggles to breathe.

Harry seems to understand, "I, Harry James Potter, swear on my life and magic that i will not reveal anything that happened in this place"

The Hufflepuff boy does the same before they teleport away with the portkey.

As the boys apparate away, Jason hears footsteps from behind him.

Turning around, he sees a small gathering of Death Eaters walking his way, "You dare challenge me?"

The person that seemed like the leader shakes his head, "we would be foolish to think that the twenty of us stood a chance against you"

"We also know that you would easily find us if we try to run, what can we offer you in exchange for our lives?"

Jason sits on a nearby tombstone, "sit next to me and take off those ridiculous masks... seriously, are those meant to inspire fear, they make me cringe with embarrassment for you"

Doing as their told as if their fathers came back to life and scolded them, the sit maskless in front of him.

"Let us see who we have here, Malfoy, Goyle, Crabbe, and a bunch of cannon fodder i can't be bothered to remember"

Turning to Lucius, "I want three things and yes, they are non-negotiable"

The man gulped at the sentence with many things going through his head.

"First, i want you all to roll up your sleeves are reveal your marks"

Doing as they are told again, they reveal the marks put on them by their lord.

With a wave of power from his hand, the marks burn away into nothingness.

Some of them cheer silently, some become angry but keep it hidden, and others keep a face of tranquility and calm.

"I will be sending my house-elf, Rocko, to see each of you once per week, if you are ever seen with that mark again... i will kill you and your families"

"Second, all of you will use your power to get Fudge out of office and Amelia Bones into his position"

The grimaces that formed on all of their faces made him want to laugh.

"Lastly, you will hand over your seats on the Wizengamot to me, immediately"

--- One Week Later, Office of the Minister ---

Amelia Bones sits at her new desk swamped by work the previous minister was too lazy to do.

Her new job came at a shock, Lucius Malfoy and the rest of the "dark" families wanted her in the minister position, why? she had no idea.

To put the cherry on top of the cake, she had a meeting in five minutes with Jason freaking Grindelwald.

With a knock on the door, Jason walks in while being escorted by Shacklebolt and Moody.

Sitting in the chair across from Amelia, he smiles, "No offense but if i wanted to i could kill the three of you before you reached for your wands", he says while eyeing the twitchy Moody.

Before he can give a rebuttal, he's dismissed, "That's enough, moody. both of you leave, I'll talk with him alone"

After the two Aurors leave them alone, he smirks at her, "are you confident, stupid, or naive?"

She sighs at him, "Mr. Grindelwald, i suspect you could kill everyone in this building in a few seconds, so having those two here wouldn't stop you... now, is there something i can do for you?"

He gives her a smug grin, "I've taken care of your Voldemort problem, he won't bother you or anyone else again"

Taken back by his words, he faces him with her mouth open like a fish, "have you really?"

He nods, "Rocko, bring the demon spawn"

A moment later his house-elf pop into the room, holding the ugliest baby to ever live.

"T-That's him?", she says looking at the toddler.

Picking up the child, Jason holds him in his arms, "Tell me Voldy, would you like to go back to my dungeons?"

The dark lord's eyes fill with dread and panic, "No, anywhere but there", Voldemort says in a low husky whisper.

After a moment, Amelia looks at him with suspicion, "what is in your dungeon?"

He just smiles and ignores her question, "Anyway, i just wanted to let you know that the world is safe from He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named", he says the last part in an overly sarcastic tone.

Apparating out of the ministry with his advanced version of Apparition that ignores wards, he transports himself into Gringotts itself, surprising all of the goblins with his sudden appearance.

Walking up to a large desk at the end of the hall, he spots Griphook, "Old friend, it has been a while"

The goblin gives a feral yet happy smile, "Jason, it's been too long, follow me, we'll talk in my office"

After a short walk, they arrive at a large and well-decorated office, "while I'm happy to see you again, what are you here for today?"

Sitting on a comfy leather chair with lots of padding, he leans back, there are few people in this world that Jason trusts, one of them is Griphook.

"I want to go over my investments, profits, and mines"

The goblin takes out a rather large folder. "let us see... your net worth in the muggle world is 13.8 billion and your net worth in the magical world is 7.2 billion"

"The majority of your investments in both worlds have been overall very successful, your mines are still very fruitful"

"Your yearly anonymous donations to the orphanages, charities, and schools of Britain are also helping incredibly"

"We followed your request of buying seats in the Wizengamot, if we include the ones you took from the Death Eaters, thank you for the letter by the way"

"You have over twenty seats on the Wizengamot and have the largest amount of votes"

Jason nods along to his words, "please notify everyone on the Wizengamot of this fact, especially Dumbles"

The goblin chuckles at the nickname, "It will be done, i will also send a copy of all your investments, mines, and ventures by letter over the coming days"

"Is there anything else i can do for you?"

A cunning smile passes over Jason's face, "Yes"

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