Letter and a mysterious Person

November 1994

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

When Harry reappeared next, he was back in chambers. Today had been really eventful day. It was hard to believe that so much had happened in a single day. It was finally time to settle down and take a rest. But the day was not over yet.

Harry changed his robes into a sleepwear and was about to lay down when his eyes flickered on to the tables where a pile of letter had been placed.

A simple ward ensured, all of Harry's letters to be delivered a certain location from where one of his elves would collect and them and bring it to Harry.

Normally, Harry hardly received any letter but today it was pile. Harry thought it would be better to check on them before sleeping.

He took the letter one by one and started reading them. Most of these letters were from other Lords and had contained congratulatory messages for Harry. Few tried to flatter Harry, while few offered him help and advice when required. Few went some steps ahead and hinted if they could form some kind of cooperation… not an equal cooperation but of the kind where Harry would throw his wealth away and they would loot it.

Going through these letters Harry started to feel bored when a certain letter caught his attention. The envelope of the letter was made of one of the finest qualities of paper Harry had ever seen in his life.

Surprisingly, the envelope did not contain any name of the sender. This was what drew Harry's attention as the rest of the letters had the names of the sender plastered in big bold letters so that he does not forget who sent it.

Curiously, Harry tore open the envelope and pulled the page of the letter from inside. The paper used for the letter was of even better quality and felt soft and smooth to Harry's hands.

He unfolded the letter.

Lord Black,

I hope this letter finds you in good health.

The choice of greeting intrigued Harry. Most people would generally refer to him as Lord Potter. But here he was refereed as Lord Black. He read ahead.

I must say that when I learned of the spectacular stunt that you pulled in the Wizengamot, I was taken aback in surprise and shock. Having said this, I congratulate you on securing 5 Lordship… 5 such powerful Lordship in such a young age.

You are a shrewd man, Lord Black. You hid yourself so deeply. I must admit, watching Albus Dumbledore in that much shock and then being ripped of the position that he loved so much was really pleasurable.

Who would have expected that the boy hiding behind Dumbledore's robes till now was hiding so much power in his arsenal.

You must be wondering, who am I and what is the purpose of this letter?

Usually, I am person with a very deceiving nature. I choose my words carefully and never show my cards before the last move.

But I believe that this approach would not work on you. Rather, I believe that, I must be honest and truthful with you especially when I have taken the opportunity to approach you.

Therefore, I will come clean.

I want to do a certain trade with you, Lord Black. I will provide you with very valuable information… something that can change the trajectory of the whole wizarding world.

In return, you must do a small act. I promise, this act won't any difference to you… but it will change my whole life.

I know you may doubt that this may be a trap to lure you out in an ambush… not necessarily a death trap but a political trap. But to have your doubts recovered, we will meet at a certain location.

There is a certain place which for now can only be accessed by 5 people, including the two of us. I know you will understand.

Meet me tomorrow morning.

The letter ended abruptly, again without any identity. But Harry did not need it. He knew of that certain location and the person behind the letter.

November 1994

Unknown Location

In a certain dimly lit room, an old bearded man was sitting on a throne like chair. Opposite him, across the table sat another man.

 The old man was swirling a glass in his hand, while his half moon spectacles reflected the fire burning at the other end of the room.

"It seems that even after the embarrassment you faced today have not been broken," began Snape. "Headmaster," he added in obvious sarcasms.

Dumbledore did not reply for a moment and remained quiet.

He finally opened his mouth, "Severus, you are a fool."

Snape sneered at this while Dumbledore continued unperpetrated, "much like Harry."

"He thinks that by gaining 5 Lordships and reading few law books, he has suddenly turned a cunning man."

He laughed in disdain, "He is a fool. All that power… all that wealth… all that Lordship and what he does? Call back the owed debt and takes away my position of headmaster of Hogwarts."

"I must admit… I was caught off guard this time. I had never anticipated such a thing. But even so, this was the best result I could have hoped for. With that much power, Harry could have buried me alive… but as I said he is a fool."

He continued with a smile, "Till now, I was hoping to win back Harry's trust. But now that the sides have been chosen… wands drawn… then why would I still go with the same soft approach. Harry won't know what hit him, the next time we meet."

He laughed, his glistening bright and the air in the room was filled with power… Dumbledore's magical power, "I still have a trump card left, Severus."

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