8 The Week After

Dumbles was sad. He had lost two of his jobs, but was able to keep the most important one. He is still headmaster Dumbledore. The future generations of mages will go through Hogwarts, where he will be able to influence them to regain his power and maybe raise his house to become a noble.

Though he reasoned to himself what that this was just a hitch, he was still upset. Augusta had made him look weak by referencing his own quote about people slipping. She said they slipped because he had three positions, the equivalent of three full time jobs.

She also mentioned how he is 'getting on with age. He quickly realised that he was going to lose everything if he didn't act and so he decided to make a sacrifice by agreeing with her and spinning it as him retiring from the two positions of Chief warlock and Mugwomp of the ICW.

That move earned him enough good will for the votes to keep him in the position of Headmaster 'all I have to do is wait and Harry will come to me' he thought to himself, in his office, sucking on some lemon flavoured balls…

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By the time the trials were going, Harry was the owner of the daily profit as it seems Minister Fudge believed the 'ministry' was in need of more 'funding' and so, decided that the offer was too good for the ministry to pass up. He made sure to make full use of his new power over the people by dissing everyone that wasn't in his circle for their… carelessness and praising Lady Longbottom and Madam Bones for their relentless pursuit of justice.

And ending it by stating that if the Lord of a most noble and ancient house was treated like that, what would happen to the normal man? What would they do to you?

Needless to say the people were up in arms for the week the story was running. Harry even opened an international branch called the Modern Prophet, which Reports North American, Russian and European news and is currently breaking into the Asian Magical Communities.

Harry believed that Minister Fuck was dropped on his head at one point, because the bastard was dumber than a drum. He had a very powerful tool in his hands, and only used it to boost his popularity in the British magical community.

The leader of the future? Sure, if the future is a ditch six feet under. Question is how long before he can get Madam Bones to replace him.

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As harry thought about that Amelia was busy reconnecting with her old flame.

"YES, YES, OOOOHHHH GOD" Screams of pleasure can be heard from a room somewhere in 12 Grimmauld place, and had been going on for two days much to the displeasure of the old house elf and the silenced Painting of Walburga Black A.K.A Banshee Bitch, courtesy of one Harry James Potter.

It had been a week since the trials and Harry and Sirius used the time to connect and reinstate their families and inspect their properties. Sirius also kicked out Narcissa and Bellatrix from the family, while reinstating Andromeda.

He then made Harry his legal heir and left him to take care of everything else, while he went and wooed 'Amy' to end his over two year dry spell.

It was something Amelia was all too happy to accommodate, though she did play hard to get… just because.

Another matter was the Potter-Longbottom alliance is now the Potter-Longbottom-Black alliance, making Dowager Longbottom, who was once a political powerhouse, a political typhoon.

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Harry had moved to the old Potter castle and had it wards set up by the best warder in the country, himself. Not even a Bug can enter his property line without the wards picking on it. The wards were intention based as they should be and covered the entire Plot of land. the wards that prevented the usual apparition, portkey and any space based magic by anything and anyone, without Harry's permission was about ten meters into the 50 acre property so that people can apparate into the property while it still being safe.

and now, the moment of truth.

Harry stood inside the property line but outside the anti-teleportation wards and called "Potter elves, to me"

"…"

Nothing happened, so he tried again… and again, and on the fourth time, two elves appeared "who you and why do you call the potter elves?" one asked while the other nodded

"My name is Harry James Potter, Heir of the most noble most ancient house of Potter, and you are?" Harry introduced himself and asked

The little elves looked surprised

the female elf fidgeted for a bit before speaking in rapid fire "Niffy be Potter elf, but missy Lily no want elf" spoke the female elf, seemingly lacking the speaking ability of the male one "she give Niffy socks" she spoke with tears in her eyes

Harry was silent for a moment as he understood the situation "Would you like to be potter elves again?" he asked

The two elves froze for a second before Harry found his legs have extra weight on them "Please sir" spoke the male elf "Please" spoke Niffy while both gave him the best puppy dog eyes they can while hugging his legs for dear life

Harry chuckled for a bit before answering "I would like you to work for me, but there are rules" he said raising five fingers

"The first rule is to never punish your selves.

The second is to never overwork yourselves.

The third is you would get one gallon a week and you would get one day free every week, but not the same day, until we get more elves.

The fourth is to always eat healthy food. At least three meals a day till you're full.

And finally, you must wear clothing that is fitting to represent an elf of the house potter" Harry finished the last rule while striking a pose with his head held high and fist in the air

The elves shared a look and shrugged, then turned to Harry and nodded

"Great" Harry exclaimed "why don't Niffy and…"

"Jimmy, sir"

Harry looked oddly at the elf "…Jimmy… go and find your living courters in the servants housing" he then keyed them into the wards "bring any free elf you know to me and I will bond with everyone tonight, ok?" he received nods from the two diminutive creatures before they popped away.

That night Harry Bonded with eleven elves, all willing and eager to serve their new master. Harry had then gave them their first command "rest for today and tomorrow, and then I want the rest besides Jimmy and Niffy to go around the world and find free elves and send or bring them to me" he spoke wile puffing his chest with his hands behind his back "If however the elves don't agree with the rules, then don't force them, let them be. You guys have a week to find as many as possible, after that, just come home" he finished with a gentle smile

With a flurry of clumsy salutes, the elves popped out to find more of them, to serve their great Master Harry potter sir. Harry just chuckled and walked towards the Potter library to continue exploring the thousands of books in it

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Semiramis truly believed her boss was A Genius with a capital G. This motion was confirmed by his orders for her during the past week.

She was once again in the US, and she was once again aiming for the criminal element's money, but differently. You see many politicians, CEOs and other powerful people have illegal hedge funds in the Cayman Island, Switzerland etc.

What her master ordered her to do was to find these people, use the imperius curse on them, have them transfer the funds from these accounts to their own Cayman Island one and then have it transferred from there to their Swiss account. Then she just has to obliviate them, and voila, several million dollars are now in their name.

There was a bit more to it though, like sneaking into their homes and controlling them while they were asleep so that when they wake up there wasn't any time skips. Another was having the 'victim' confounded to not look at their hedge fund till they needed it.

Needless to say, Semiramis was efficient. She closed, on average, three accounts per night. And the best part about it, no one can complain about losing an illegal account to anyone without condemning themselves.

Again Semiramis reiterates. Her Boss Is A Genius.

And the Billion she made that week confirms it.

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