Chapter 9 - Training Part 4: Dark Magic

Warning: This chapter contains gore and violence. This chapter onward the story is strictly M rated.

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Harry decided that it would be best to apparate to Gryffindor tower and summon Dobby from there. He concentrated and within seconds he was standing in the 5th year dorms. He then concentrated on summoning Dobby. He didn't think it would take long for him to show up. Harry felt like he had a connection to the little guy. Suddenly he heard a POP and within seconds someone was grabbing him from his waist. Harry looked down and sure enough Dobby was holding him.

"Hello Dobby."

"Oh, Harry Potter Sir! Dobby heard you is callings him Sir, And I is came right away" He said all of this while bouncing up and down and a toothy smile from ear to ear.

"How are you doing Dobby?"

Dobby began tearing up right away, overwhelmed that the great wizard Harry Potter would care so much about him!

With tears in his eyes and a joyful bounce Dobby answered, "I is happy master Harry Potter Sir!"

Harry's face frowned and told Dobby that he was not his master but his friend.

This of course got Dobby crying even more. "Oh Harry Potter Sir is too good for Dobby I tells you. You is so kind and wonderful and generous. What could Dobby possibly do for you sir?"

"Dobby I wanted to ask you if you would like to work for me."

Harry looked on expectantly, he did not really know what to expect from Dobby. He felt he was in unknown territory here. Of course when it came to Dobby, it was not too hard to imagine what he was thinking. Currently the little elf was bouncing all around Gryffindor 5th year dorm and not settling one bit. "Dobby!" Harry cried

The elf suddenly stopped and said "Oh! I is sorry Great wizard Harry Potter sir!"

Gee Harry thought he had to break him from this hero worship and fast!

"Please Dobby just call me Harry"

Dobby just bobbed his head indicating he understood, but Harry felt that he wasn't going to change one bit.

"Dobby, I just found out about some of the properties that I have inherited. I have an ancestral place that I wish to make as my formal home. This castle has been in the Potter family for centuries but needs some renovations. Now I know that you are working for Hogwarts, but I am willing to give you better wages and more time off, if you would agree to come and work for me?"

Dobby was again in tears, and without warning he bowed very low, and said, "Harry Potter Sir, Dobby is been waiting a long times for this day to come! It would be a great honour for Dobby to serve Great wizard Master Harry Potter and his house sir!"

"Well Dobby, there are not too many Potters to take care off for now, but I plan to change that in the future he," said with a blush.

Dobby just grinned and suddenly grew serious. "Harry Potter Sir, Dobby is wanting to works for you more than anything, but Dobby made a solemn vow to also take care of Winky sir. I can not leaves her now sir!" Poor Dobby slumped his shoulders and looked like the world had just ended for him.

Harry respected the elf's loyalty. He had been expecting this and said, "Dobby, do you think that Winky would like to serve another family?"

Dobby looked like Christmas had just come early and smiled broadly "Harry Potter sir, Winky would be most happiest serving a household than staying at Hogwarts sir!"

"Dobby, could you ask Winky if she would like to serve me? I am also willing to increase her pay if she wants!"

"Oh Harry Potter Sir! Winky does not want any wages and freedom. She wants to be bonded to a wizard household Sir! "

"Well that's O.K with me I suppose. I guess you are going to have to instruct me on what is required to carry out an elf and wizard bond!"

Dobby had his shoulders slumped again and Harry was wondering if he had said anything wrong?

"Dobby what's wrong?" Dobby looked at Harry and said, "Does the Great Harry Potter not wish to bond with Dobby as Well?"

Harry stood there dumbstruck! Finally he gathered his wits and said. "Dobby I would be honoured to bond with you, the only reason I did not ask is because I thought that you wanted to stay free."

"Oh Harry Potter Sir! I is wanting to be free until you is old enough to ask Dobby to be your official bond elf sir!"

"So you don't mind to be bonded to me Dobby?" Harry asked softly

"Oh Sir! It would be Dobby's greatest honour to be bonded with the great wizard Harry Potter sir!"

"You does not have to worry Sir! We is never give away your secrets! We will take very good care of Harry Potter's family. When we is bonded to Sir we will also be considered Potters Sir!"

Harry had never thought that they would also be considered Potters. God he felt like he still had so much to learn about the wizarding laws and customs.

"O.K Dobby, could you go get Winky and come back. I need to let you in on what I am doing and if you don't agree I will understand."

With a POP, Dobby was gone. Harry sat there on his old bed waiting for Dobby. Within a span of 5 minutes Dobby and Winky popped back together.

"See Winky, I is told all along, how great and generous Harry Potter wizard is."

Winky looked at Harry and curtsied "Is Dobby right in saying you is in need of house elves sir?"

Harry could sense her nervousness, and could also sense how desperate she was to get away from Hogwarts.

"Yes Winky I need the services of house elves and I am willing to bond and pay to get you."

Winky looked horrified at the thought of a bonded house elf earning money.

"Oh! Sir, bonding with the great Harry Potter is more than enough rewards Sir."

Harry knew he had a real selling Job with Winky on proper compensation. She would never accept money, but he would manage somehow to get her to wear a proper outfit.

"All right you two, before you agree to bond with me, you need to swear an oath that you will not reveal what I am about to tell you." Both elves swore an oath on their lives to never reveal his secrets.

So Harry began explaining that he was the one destined to bring down Voldemort. He told them about a prophecy, and how no one had helped him train for his fight. He told them how he had taken charge of his own life and that he was training in both light and dark magic. He told them that he would never use any dark magic on anyone but on evil wizards who deserved to die for hurting innocent people.

Harry told them about the Potter castle, and what he was trying to do with the castle. He told them of his ideas for renovating the place and how they would be kept very, very busy in upgrading the castle and building his trunks.

At the mention of all the work that had to be done, Winky nearly went into joyful convulsions. Dobby was jumping up and down again. He told Winky that even though she had no use for money, if she worked for Harry, she would have to wear some clothes. Winky seemed happy about that. Harry also mentioned that no butter beers would be tolerated. Winky agreed to stay off butter beer.

After telling them of his plans he asked them again if they would still be willing to work to him. Both elves nodded very enthusiastically and swore that they wish to bond to Harry.

Harry was then forced to admit that he did not know what was involved in bonding house elves to their masters. Dobby explained the ritual and the benefits of the bonding.

Apparently, a bonded elf's magic could either increase dramatically or be reduced depending on the magical strength of the wizard. Where a powerful wizard was concerned, elf longevity and magical strength would be considerably enhanced. Naturally this ritual involved blood magic. Harry was becoming quite familiar with the rituals.

With that in mind he listened to the incantation and the mixing of the blood. Harry took out one of his regular daggers and slit his palm. The elf did the same and they held hands while chanting an ancient elfish spell.

Once the incantation was complete, he felt warmth and a bright green light surround his body. The elves seemed to be experiencing something very dramatic. They were glowing white. It lasted about a minute. Harry felt different. He could feel his connection to the elf.

When it was done Dobby and Winky looked at Harry with awe in their eyes. Harry asked if they were all right. They told Harry that they felt great and that their magical powers had been enhanced considerably. Winky looked so calm and peaceful. Harry had never seen her so happy.

Harry gave them a piece of paper and told them to read it, memorize it and then burn it. He explained that his family castle was under a modified Fidelius charm. They both did as they were told and now knew where to go. Finally Harry told them to clear out their affairs with Hogwarts and to tell Dumbledore that they had found a family to work for.

"If he asks which family, tell him that under your new obligations, you cannot divulge that information and then leave. Don't wait around for him to engage you in any conversation. He will probably try to use Legilimency on you."

"When you are done with Dumbledore I want you to apparate to the main castle area." He told them that he left an instruction manual to get them started and he would be back later that evening to expand on what he wanted them to do.

He checked his watch and noticed that it was 2:45 pm. He needed to get to Gringotts and set up an open account for Dobby and Winky. They would need lots of money to carry out his castle renovations.

He made sure to put his cloak on and asked Anubis if he was alright.

sss Yes master, this is most interesting place. The air tastes old here? sss

sss This is a very old castle my friend. sss

With that he put on his cloak and apparated to Gringotts designated apparition point. Harry really enjoyed his new mode of transportation. It was one hell of a time saver. His new mode of apparition really gave him a deep sense of security. With that said he was off to the traces.

Within seconds he was facing Gringotts. He walked in and waited his turn to see a clerk. After 15 minutes he managed to see Griphook.

"Hello Griphook"

"Ah, Mr. Potter, I'm glad you are here. I have something for you but first what can I do for you?"

"I need to set up and expanse account for my elves!"

"No problem sir" 30 minutes later the account was created. 1,000,000 galleons were initially deposited into the account. A further monthly investment payment of 5,000 per month would be deposited. When they were done, Griphook handed him a list.

Harry scanned the list and noticed that they were his future tutors. He told Griphook that he would pay them each 70,000 galleons for their services. Knowledge has its price. Harry did not begrudge them this money. He felt that they were the best in their fields for a reason.

Harry would be meeting the following people on July 20. He handed Griphook his specialized portkey rings. They were based on his special portkey technology. They would be able get through his wards and arrive at his designated portkey room. Harry read his list and was very happy with Griphook's effort.

Tutor List

Akima Nakamura - Zen Master. Samurai sword expert and master martial artist in the fields of MuayThai, Jeet Kune Do. Expert in Body Magic.

Hinrich Schäfer – Potions Master. Governors Medal on creative healing potions.

Yadislav Klunichov – Charms Expert. Academic Medal of Excellence in Ancient Charms and Runes.

Michael O'Toole – Transfiguration Expert. Order of Merlin 2nd class for Inventive Transfiguration.

Tiberius Nantius – Dulling expert. Winner of 5 consecutive International Wizard Duelling Championships.

Well, Harry thought, these were the key ones. He decided to start with his Martial Arts training, Potions and duelling. These were his weakest points at any rate except for duelling. Harry asked Griphook when they were available and he said that they could be contacted at anytime through Griphook. All he had to do was tell Griphook when he wanted them.

"Griphook this is fantastic work. I decided to start with Martial Arts, duelling and Potions. Have them show up for July 20th."

"No Problems Sir." Harry thanked Griphook for his outstanding work and left Gringotts. His next destination was Knights and Squires. He made sure to put on his disguise. When he got there he asked to see mister Greengrass.

"Ah, it's nice to see you again sir. I take it you have the merchandise, yes?"

"Sure do" Harry pulled out his trunk and expanded it. He levitated the rolled up skin put it on the floor.

"Now, when do you think you will have the two robes and the wand holsters finished?"

"By July 31 Sir, I'll have to battle robes ready for you! Are there any motifs you want on the robes?"

Harry thought about it for a minute and then took off his shirt.

"Can you make a copy of this scorpion and make it so that there are two of them facing each other in the back of the robe?"

The man examined the scorpion and was very impressed by the level of details. He made a duplicate on a special parchment and told him it would be no problem.

Harry was pleased and told him he would be back on the morning of July 31.

Harry then decided to go back to the muggle bookstore. He wanted to better understand the theory and use of muggle weapons and apply them to the magic world. Everybody new about guns and such but he was looking for something more refined.

Harry had yet to read his books on the art of war and battle strategy. He planned on rectifying this shortcoming when he got back. With this thought in mind, he apparated to behind Chapters bookstore. He ended up buying several books on muggle weapons technology. He looked at his watch and noticed it was now 4:30 pm. He decided to apparate back to the castle and get himself settled. When he got back Dobby and Winky were already there going over his instructions.

Harry gave them the grand tour and told them that this was now their new home. They were both so ecstatic. He started with the grounds and worked his way to every little room in the castle. He explained in every detail what he wanted in his renovations. He gave them the complete list of suppliers he had already dealt with and explained how to make muggle orders. He told them of the pre-determined drop off points and where to get the merchandise.

He decided to use a storage rental agency. He rented a full container bay and told the attendants that he would be receiving lot of merchandise deliveries from various stores. He gave them his list of pre-approved merchants and asked him to give them access to his storage area.

Harry then showed them their rooms. As predicted they both thought that they were not worthy of such treatment. He assured them that they were his friends and that they deserved to be treated with respect.

Harry showed them the wardroom and explained all of the different wards that he had installed. He told them that he would be seeding golems as a last step into the castle defences. He made sure that they were both tied to the blood wards and finally showed them the kitchen.

Harry made them aware that while he was in training he would be living in his trunk. He told them that they had his full permission to use all of their magical know how and defend the castle if they were ever attacked.

By the time he was finished it was nearly 8:00 pm. Harry was extremely hungry. He went back to his trunk and got himself a nice Halibut and spinach salad plate. When he was done he made himself a new training list and activated Odin's Eye.

July 18-20 Odin's Months

5:30-7:00 am Physical training running for 30 to 45 min, work on a set of muscle arm, then chest, arms, legs… 30 min of Tai Chi

7:00-7:15 am showers

7:15-8:00 am Breakfast

8:00- 8:15 Meditation/Occlumency and Legilimency training Practice

8:15-11:30 Ancient Dark Arts Theory

11:30- 12:00 lunch

12:00- 4:30 pm Practice Dark Arts Theory

4:30- 6:00 Study Muggle Art of War

6:00-7:00 Supper

7:00-9:00 Study Muggle Art of War

9:00-11:00 Physical Training

Bed

12 weeks later Odin Time

Harry came out of flux time with some of the most self-inflicted pain that anyone could go through. He had made leaps and bounds in his dark arts knowledge. He was now proficient in casting some of the most gruesome spells he had ever encountered in his readings. He had now identified his favourite spells. He could now conjure real 20-foot scorpions with the following spell zi-pà -ñír-tab.

Their poison was lethal. Upon the casters' will the scorpions could also impregnate their victims with a magical pod. Using another spell, the pod would activate and suck the magical life force from its victim. A foot long scorpion would burst out of the chest cavity to grow into a giant scorpion. The spell Buru-Su-Neb would activate the pods as long as the caster was within visual range of the victims.

Harry was now able to cast what he referred to as a dark patronus. It was no great surprise to him that its form was that of a 15-foot scorpion. The spell Dira-Gudim projected the casters worst thoughts and memories onto a recipient. The recipient would feel a sense of deep fear and hopelessness. It was said to cast the victim into a catatonic state. Some victims would fall into hopeless depression.

His favourite spell was šukur-ùr-ki-a-nañ the spear of death. This was the impaling spear. A barbed obsidian spear would shoot up the victim's rectum and push through the organs and come out of the neck or mouth. The spear would cause the body to be hoisted 20 feet into the air. It was a slow and painful death according to his scroll.

His most prized terror spell was Ñír-pa-šag-líl. This spell would cause the victims arms to go perpendicular to the body and cause a vivisection of the chest and gut area. The skin would peel back towards the arms causing the intestines to spill out of the gut cavity and expose the lung area. The peeled back skin would cause the victim to look like it had bat wings.

Harry thought that if he combined it with his impaling spell he could cause some serious psychological trauma to his enemies. He remembered reading a book about Vlad the Impaler in the 14th century. His methods albeit gruesome, scared the shit out of his enemies.

Harry also found a spell that could conjure a powerful desert storm. This was very useful to overload wards and such. The spell was Ki-Ud-Gir-Zakal, also known as the desert fury. This was no ordinary sand storm. The storm itself would launch powerful hot winds that would leach moisture from the enemy's body. If caught too long in the storm they would be turned into mummies.

Conjuring dark creatures had been much more difficult but he finally found some success. Harry could also conjure carnivorous desert scarabs Ki-Ud-diþ. These little critters could be very disturbing. He could also call forth a Nephelim. They looked like 12 foot Neanderthals with pointy ears and clawed hands. According to the scrolls they were resistant to most magic.

They were the muggle equivalent of a battle tank. When they caught their enemies they apparently drained their victims' life force and then ripped their bodies in half. According to his scrolls they fed on the spleen of their victims. Quite nasty little fuckers, he thought. They would be ideal against Trolls. They could also be banished fairly quickly.

Harry was very glad that he was learning this kind of magic, but at the same time he was very guarded. He did not enjoy causing people pain. It was not in his nature. He always strived to help people. He knew that he would have to psyche himself into using these spells. He was not Voldemort. That being said, when it came time to deal with his enemies he would be utterly ruthless. He had to fight these monsters with equal venom. He understood this. It may cost him psychologically but he would do it nonetheless.

Harry reflected on the utter stupidity of war. The waste of human life and material was appalling. He had taken the time to read many of his war books. What he got out of these books is that to win a war you had to become war. You had to take the initiative and stake the high ground.

The book of Sun-Tzu had been a fascinating read. He had devoured and memorized the whole book.

Chapter One: Calculations

Chapter Two: Doing Battle

Chapter Three: Planning Attacks

Chapter Four: Formation

Chapter Five: Force

Chapter Six: Weakness and Strength

Chapter Seven: Armed Struggle

Chapter Eight: Nine Changes

Chapter Nine: Army Maneuvers

Chapter Nine: Army Maneuvers (Continued)

Chapter Ten: Ground Formation

Chapter Eleven: Nine Grounds

Chapter Eleven: Nine Grounds (Continued)

Chapter Twelve: Fire Attacks

Chapter Thirteen: Using Spies

From Sun-Tzu Harry learned the principles or organized and guerrilla warfare. He learned the key to waging a war campaign. He learned all about the psychology of warfare. Warfare had to be fought economically, politically and psychologically. He absorbed a vast array of battle tactics and manoeuvres. He now understood the importance of proper administration, logistics and training.

Harry read other books on muggle warfare. He studied the military tactics of Hannibal! He read about the slaughter of 80,000 Roman soldiers at the battle of Cannae, in 217 B.C. He also studied the battles of Ilipa and Zama. Harry had proclaimed Hannibal his favourite military commander. From Hannibal he learned about creative warfare. To this day muggle militaries use his manoeuvres. Harry had developed a whole new level of respect for muggle know how in the application of warfare.

They were far more competent in warfare than wizard kind. He had no doubt that if push came to shove, wizard kind would be utterly crushed by a muggle army regardless of their magic. They knew how to fight as a unit. While studying these books he came up with some interesting ideas. He found a muggle weapon called a Fuel Air Bomb. They were immensely powerful and a wizard should be able to emulate them. Trying to conjure complex ordinance was hopelessly impossible due to their intricate parts and pieces. Harry had gone on the Internet and pulled up the following reference:

This cloud is then ignited and the subsequent fireball sears the surrounding area while consuming the oxygen in this area. The lack of oxygen creates an enormous overpressure. This overpressure, or blast wave, is the primary casualty-producing force. In several dozen microseconds, the pressure at the centre of the explosion can reach 30 kilograms per square centimetres (427 pounds per square inch) – normal atmospheric pressure at sea level is 14.7 pounds per square inch - with a temperature between 2,500-3,000 degrees Centigrade 4,532-5,432 degrees Fahrenheit. This is 1.5 to 2 times greater than the overpressure caused by conventional explosives. Personnel under the cloud are literally crushed to death. Outside the cloud area, the blast wave travels at some 3,000 meters per second 9843 feet per second. The resultant vacuum pulls in loose objects to fill the void. As a result, a fuel-air explosive can have the effect of a tactical nuclear weapon without residual radiation.

Harry had practiced conjuring a propane fog some 200 meters out to sea and detonating it with an incendio spell. He practiced with different chemical mixtures but always came back to simple hydrocarbons since they were much easier to conjure. It had taken many tries to get the right fog consistency and density but now he could easily do it. He used and incendio spell to detonate the cloud.

The results had been spectacular to say the least. His biggest fog cloud so far had been about 1000 feet in diameter. He was forced to stop towards the end because he noticed muggle warship coming to scout the coast. It was probably because of the continuous explosions going off at sea. Harry had to admit this simple muggle invention was going to be one of his most powerful weapons in his arsenal. Even a kilometer out to sea he could feel the air blast.

Harry had taken time to study even more muggle physics and came up with another idea borrowed from muggle scientist. This adaptation involved conjuring a ball of compressed plasma. The original fire elemental spell was limited to a moderate temperature range.

From his physics books, he remembered reading how muggle scientists were experimenting with the 4th state of matter, which they called plasma. They used plasma in their fusion research. They needed very intense heat sources to fuse deuterium atoms. By conjuring a plasma ball he was able to achieve insanely higher temperatures over the old fireball spells.

After many intense practice sessions he was able to duplicate the energy signature of a muggle microwave. The microwave then heated an enclosed air bubble. It was simply raw magical energy tuned to emulate a powerful microwave beam.

Harry was able to create a 3-foot diameter bubble and heat the air within the bubble. He found that his bubble would degrade very quickly after a distance of about 500 feet. The bubble contained an ionized gas that consisted mainly of electrons that were stripped from neutral nitrogen and oxygen atoms.

He had been able to attain a temperature of 300,000 Kelvin. Any target hit within that radius was instantly incinerated. The only downfall was the intense concentration that he needed to keep the bubble intact. It was also incredibly draining. The smaller the bubble the faster he could recast the spell.

Harry also practiced some wandless magic. According to most books, it took a very long time to cast even 1st years spells using this type of magic. That being said Harry felt that it could be another critical advantage in a battle, so he decided to pursue this as well.

Harry decided to take some time and go see how Dobby and Winky were doing. He was very impressed with their progress so far. They had completed the first floors and the dungeon. The main reception area along with the kitchens and dining room were coming along nicely. He figured that at this rate they would have the castle fully renovated toward the end of July. It was slow and meticulous work. The elves seemed to relish this thought. He had never seen Winky so happy. Dobby just kept bouncing up and down.

Harry had given them some suggestions and told them not to worry about the money. He looked at his watch and realized that he had to meet his Tutors. Basically he was going to make them a deal. He would tell them about the time flux but not how it was done. After all their biological clock was going to age faster than normal, so he wanted them to have the facts. He needed them to agree to his 30-day training schedule. He went to the portkey area of his trunk manor and brought himself a good book and waited for their arrival. He didn't wait too long.

A Japanese man appeared with two full bags and which he assumed were weapons. He had long dark hair braided at the back. His eyes were as black as coals. He was quite muscular and had a face that was highly angular and seemed to carry a sense of power. He was obviously a wizard. He carried a Katana on his back. In short you didn't want to piss this guy off. Harry went over and introduced himself. He made a 45-degree bow and when he came back up Harry said.

"Master Akima! It is an honor to have you in my home!"

Akima looked had his young charge and seemed very pleased with what he saw. He was in obvious shape, not like most wizards. He had also taken the time study customs. He noticed the raw power that he was emanating. He had long black raven hair tied in the back. He had the most brilliant emerald green eyes that he had ever seen. Akima finally found his tongue.

"I am honored to be here. This was an opportunity that I could not pass up. Your generosity does you credit"

"As a master of your art, you deserve the compensation that you are due"

They started talking and Harry gave him a brief explanation of his objectives and how far he wanted to take his training. Harry could tell that this man had a wealth of knowledge in martial arts.

About 30 minutes later another two more portkey activated. His new potions and duelling masters had arrived. Harry introduced himself and Akima. The chatted for a while and Harry gave them a grand tour of his manor. He showed Akima his dojo and the metal smelting workbench. He told Akima that he wanted to make his own Katana. Akima seemed eager to make himself a new weapon. Harry found out that he was a swords maker. He then showed Hinrich his potions lab and his professional master potions cabinet. They then made their way to the duelling chamber to make sure that it met Tiberius specification.

Hinrich asked him if he was genuinely interested in potions. Harry told him that he liked the science itself but that his potions teacher Severus Snape made it impossible for him to enjoy the subject. He then told him about his treatment at the hands of Snape. Apparently Hinrich knew of Snape and detested the man with a passion. He then showed them their rooms, the library, the kitchens and recreation facility. He made sure that they agreed to his training schedule and all of them seemed to have no problem with this.

The last thing he did was do come up with a training schedule.

July 20-30 Odin's Months

5:30-7:00 am Physical training running for 30 to 45 min, work on a set of muscle arm, then chest, arms, legs…est.

7:00-7:15 showers

7:15-8:00 am Breakfast

8:00- 8:15 Meditation/Occlumency and Legilimency training Practice

8:15-9:30 Ancient Dark Arts

9:30- 12:00 Potions Theory (Review potions Year 1-7)

12:00-12:30 Lunch

12:30- 3:30 pm Martial Arts Training

4:30- 6:00 Duelling Theory and Practice.

6:00-7:00 Supper

7:00-9:00 Sword Theory and Training

9:00-11:00 Study Period (Potions, Duelling, Dark Arts, whatever... etc)

11:00-11:20 pm Occlumency and Legilimency

11:30 Bed

Well this was going to be his schedule for the next 10 months. By the time they were settled in, Harry had made sure that the financial transaction had been carried out. This seemed to please all men immensely. They now knew that Harry was serious and had told them so. He basically asked him to put him through the ringer. He would not be disappointed.

Meanwhile in Little Hangleton at Riddle Manor

Down in the dungeons, sitting on his throne with Nagini at his side was the Dark Lord himself. He was deep in thought. After the little fiasco at the department of mysteries, Voldemort had felt the need to reassess his priorities and his overall objectives. He first needed to get his followers back. As incompetent as they seemed to be! He needed bodies to carry out his plans. He also needed to go on a recruiting drive. He felt sure that had Dumbledore not interfered, the thorn in his side could have been eliminated.

That night had nonetheless been quite useful. He had been able to recover nearly 60 percent of his knowledge. Last January he had finally figured out what he had given the brat on that fateful night 16 years ago. By possessing Potter mind he recognized a small bit of his own magical signature. He was able to access it and retrieve some of his knowledge before the pain became too great. He had been able to make contact with the brat since then, but was not able to access his mind!

For some reason this worried him. His only explanation for this was that Potter had found a way to build back his natural barriers or somehow became a proficient Occlumens! He seriously doubted that was the case. Snape had assured him that Potter possessed no talent for the mind arts.

He needed Snape to re-establish his Occlumency lessons with the boy. If this failed then a much more direct approach would be needed. He had proven that direct possession albeit supremely painful for the both of them also allowed the greatest amount of memory transfer. It was imperative that he complete his knowledge transfer. He had spent far too many years gathering this knowledge. If this failed then he would find a way to bring the boy there where he could retrieve it one fail swoop before the boy's torturous death. He had to pay for his 13 years spent in exile.

He had to take his time and plan properly. How many times has the blasted brat ruined his plans? Far too many, he thought.

His first priority however involved breaking into Azkaban. If successful he would have his inner circle back plus any followers he could pick from the inmate population. He also needed to plan some attacks outside of Britain. He had to throw off the ministry dogs. Make them think he was overseas.

He bellowed "Wormtail! You dimwitted worm, get over here!"

A shuffle through the hall could be heard, and in came the pathetic traitor, with his balding head and beady eyes. It seemed that he was starting to look more and more like his animagus even in human form. How pathetic. 'Sometimes I wonder why I keep him around.' A little voice in the back of his head told him because of his spying abilities.

"Youuu… ah… ma… ma- master you called?"

"Give me your left arm!" the worm looked about ready to pass out from fright!

Wormtail knew what was coming. He would summon his remaining death eaters by pressing on his mark! God, the pain was unreal at times. He hated it when he used him like this!

Voldemort pointed his wand at the mark and yelled modre. He then watched as Wormtail writhed on the floor. It was always amusing to see the worm wiggle.

Within a span of 15 minutes his remaining troops showed up.

"Severus"

"My Lord"

"I have a little job for you! I need you to continue your Occlumency training with Potter, for some reason I am no longer able to break into his mind. I need to reach his mind for my plans to be put into motion! Do not fail me Snape or the consequences will be very unpleasant!"

Snape was beginning to get nervous. He knew that with the demise of the mutt, Potter would be in no mood to listen to the headmaster about a summer training regiment. He had to convince Dumbledore that the brat needed his Occlumency lessons. The question is why does the Dark Lord want this connection re-established? What was he missing here, he thought.

He was brought back out of his musing when he heard something about Azkaban. So he was finally planning on getting his inner circle back! The plan went on for over half and hour. Apparently he was going to recruit bodies from his Slytherin house. Made sense, he thought, half of their parents were rotting in Azkaban. It seemed that the dark lord trusted nobody. He had not disclosed the attack date? Everything was on a need to know basis.

When the meeting was over, everyone was treated to a little round of Crucio torture. God the man was insane, he thought. When it was over Snape went back to find the headmaster.

"Bella"

She prostrated herself before her lord. "Yes my lord?"

"I need you to go to the following students and make them swear an oath that they will help free their parents"

"Yes my lord, how long do I have?"

"You have 6 days. Do not fail me Bella!"

"Never will, my lord."

He went back to planning for his Azkaban raid. He already had the Dementors on board. Of course the ministry fools didn't know that!

Earlier at 12 Grimmauld Place

Tonks arrived at head quarters and made her way to the kitchen. Remus was the only one present at the moment.

"Hi Tonks."

"Oh! Hi Remus, you don't look to good?"

"Well full moon is coming, and I'm starting to feel it."

"Oh shit I forgot, sorry."

She went about and found some scrambled eggs and has browns. She realized that she was starving. She sat at the table and began to attack her breakfast. Remus looked at her and noticed the lines under her eyes. Night shift was pretty hard on some people.

"How was your shift?"

She looked up at him and wondered wither she should let him know. She wasn't sure herself but her sixth sense told her some thing was wrong at the Dursleys'. She couldn't put her finger on it. She was very observant and noticed that every time she was on shift the same pattern seemed to occur. Was it always Vernon Dursley that she saw? Finally she decided to tell him.

"Well Remus, It's nothing I can pinpoint, but I'm getting a weird feeling about Harry."

Remus sat up immediately and his eyes narrowed.

"What do you mean?"

"Well it's hard to tell with the distance ban, but every time it's my shift, the only person I ever see is his uncle?"

Remus pondered this for a moment, and came to a realization of his own.

"Damn now that you mention it, all I ever see is his Aunt? That almost seems impossible doesn't it?"

"I don't know Remus; I'm getting a weird feeling about this?"

Remus thought some more about this and decided to broach the subject with the other sentries and see who they saw.

"I'll talk to Mad Eye this morning and see what he has to say"

Just as she was about to answer in came Mad Eye.

"What do you want to talk about?" His eye was swirling while he was examining the whole kitchen. 'Probably thought that it had been hexed since supper last night thought Tonks.' At that moment Remus spoke up

"Mad Eye, on your shift have you noticed anybody around the Dursleys' house?"

"Yah, I see the Potter kid working in the Garden or washing that muggle contraption, they call an aster mobile or some rubbish thing like that. Why do you ask?"

Remus went on to explain what Tonks told him and what they both saw on their shifts. He went on to describe that it was really strange that they each saw the same person every time when it was their shift. They could see Moody's eye swirling like crazy and finally came to the conclusion that some thing was up. Remus told him that on his next night shift he was going on a scouting study. Damn the rules. He was going to see Harry. He would have to wait after full moon was over.

"All right, I'll go into his relatives' home to see if he is all right. I'll go incognito!"

They agreed that it was worth the risk, to find out if anything was wrong.

July 30

40 Weeks Later Odin's Time

Harry decided to take some time off and go relax in France tomorrow. He had no particular plans, but he just wanted to unwind and enjoy some kick ass French cuisine and maybe get some shopping done. He just finished thanking his duelling and potions tutors for their time. After 10 months of intensive training he no longer needed their help. It had been money well spent.

Harry was now an accomplished dueller. He had learned many strategies and tricks to get him out of thigh situations. He learned how to layer his spells. He could now layer up to 5 spells at any one time. This increased duelling efficiency dramatically. Layering combined with the dark arts was absolutely deadly. In his last month he was able to best his tutor with every bout.

With Hinrich he discovered that he was fairly accomplished in potions. It would always be his least favourite of the magical arts but now it was not such a big mystery anymore. He had closed the gaps in his early knowledge and realized what an utter shit Snape was as a teacher. In his first 4 months he had properly reviewed year 1 to 6. In months 5 and 6 he studied all his Newt's potions. In his last 3 months he worked on special projects. 8 months earlier while working with Akima he had found a roadblock while working on body magic.

Harry realized that he was limited by the amount of channels that he had built up to his muscles. He needed to boost his magical power through out his muscles. Harry needed a way to reach every muscle simultaneously with raw magic. His answer came while he was perusing a muggle biology book. He was reading about haemoglobin and found the following passage.

Iron is an essential mineral for both carrying oxygen in the blood and using oxygen in cells. A single atom of iron lies at the core of a red blood cell in a ring disk-shaped molecule which is the business end of both. Red blood cells use haemoglobin to ferry oxygen from the lungs to the tissues. One pint of blood contains about 250 milligrams of iron. Since the average human has about 10 - 12 pints of blood total, and this accounts for half of the iron in the body, that comes out to between 5 and 6 grams of iron per adult human body.

Harry took this passage and asked Heinrich many questions on blood replenishing potions. He wanted to understand every bit of theory on it. He now understood that on top the growth factors the binding agent that they used was powdered iron in minute quantities. He decided to experiment and try to bind a Naquadah atom to the Iron.

Harry eventually formed an amalgam that was not rejected by the cell division process. After countless nights of experimentation, he found the correct binding agents. Hortail blood and phoenix tears were used to create a stable matrix. Hortail blood caused the Iron and Naquadah atoms to form a proper ionic bond but in the process it generated heat. The phoenix tears protected the haemoglobin cells from destruction during their creation.

He initially experimented with Naquadria but found that the power curve was too much even for phoenix tears. The cell creation never took place. This is what forced him to use Naquadah in its place. He also suspected that the sapphire doping somehow absorbed some of the phoenix tears energy.

Over a month period he had replenished his blood. He made himself give a litre of blood once a week and then took the replenishing potion. He kept his blood in a stasis field. There were lots more blood rituals to go through.

From then on his body magic went to a whole new dimension. Akima had been very surprised at the changes but never inquired how it happened. The Naquadah in his blood allowed his core magic in his limited muscle channels to be amplified over 10 times their original power. Every fibre of his muscles now had ample access to his core magic. His movements were now accelerated at 10 times normal speed. He always had fast reflexes but now he was fighting at a whole new level. It was so strange that he called it the weirding way.

He could jump, run, punch and kick at amazing speed and power. His sword work had become supremely deadly. The best part of all this was that since he was amplifying and pushing his magic through every muscle fibre of his body, he was also building channels at an accelerated rate. It was fucking painful, but it seemed that the pain was fading bit by bit. Other parts of his body had also been affected by this change. His eyes now seemed to have a deep emerald green glow to them. If he got angry they seemed to crackle as if green lighting was going off inside his eyes. It was quite scary to say the least.

Eventually he would not need his blood replenishing potion. He also applied the same theories to the Skele Grow potion. His theory was that by binding naquadah to his bones, he hoped to create a skeletal highway that would not only amplify his core magic as it made its way to the PONS but mostly fix the deficiencies that his malnourished Dursley years had bestowed on him.

This had taken a lot more work but he eventually succeeded in this endeavour. He made his major changes in the calcium re-growth factor. He borrowed the same techniques from his blood potion and modified them for the skele-grow potion. He was able to grow Naquadah filaments within the inner bone structure. He also multiplied the nutrient factors by an order of magnitude. As a result his bones would likely be bigger and a lot stronger. Bone splintering hexes would probably not work on him. They would bruise the shit out of him though.

Harry had restructured his bones in favour of the new skele-grow matrix. The nutrient deficiencies had been fixed. His bones were now made up of a quarter Naquadria by weight. He had done this over 30 successive potions. This was done to reduce the level of pain and target all of his bones. Overcoming early years of malnutrition had allowed him to get to his natural intended height of 6 feet 3 inches. His constant weight training had also developed his now broad shoulders and chest. He was not overly bulky but well sculpted all around.

One final gift from Heinrich was his eye potion. This was his life work and the reason he won the Governor Medal. He was waiting for all of the red tape to clear in order to sell his patent to the reputed Apothecary. His potion fixed cornial anomalies. With this potion he would no longer need glasses. The only drawback was the complexity and the time needed to brew the potion. It took a month and a half to complete. He told Heinrich that he would be very grateful to him if he could cure his eyesight.

The curing process had been quite painful and had put him out of commission for 2 days but it had been worth it. He now had perfect 20/20 vision. He told Heinrich that if he was having trouble getting through the red tape to let him know and he would speed it up for him. His contacts at Gringotts had showed them how efficient Goblins were in these matters.

Due to the schedule for his training, he had asked each of his tutors if they would be interested in also teaching each other their arts. They had all agreed in order to help eliminate their boredom. It soon became apparent that they really enjoyed each other's teachings. When they finally parted ways they were quite sad to do so, and promised to keep in touch. Everyone had drastically increased their repertoire of knowledge and they were all very thankful for it. They thanked him for coming up with the idea in the first place.

His biggest changes had been with Akima. He had blossomed in martial arts. After 5 months of sword work, Akima had suggested that they make his sword. He had made his own katana which was exclusively designed to fit his physical attributes. The grip and blade length were all calculated accordingly. He had suggested to Akima that they try working with a new metal. He had introduced him to Rhenium. He had incorporated Rhenium, Naquadria and martensitic carbon steel.

Akima was a traditional man and decided to stick to carbon steels only. He had shown Akima how to tie blood runes to specific spells. He had managed to incorporate a Naquadria core to the Rhenium handle. He had also forged the center of the blade with Naquadria. He had used the same runes on his sword as he did for his wands. He even added a permanent sharpness charm to it. His new weapon could be used as a sword first and a wand at the same time. It was nowhere near as powerful as his wands but the sword would still cast spells at the level of his holly wand.

Well he thought, he had a big day tomorrow so he decided to stop at Gringotts to allow the final payments and at the same time drop at Knights and Squires and see if his battle robes were ready. He was a day early but what the hell.

Harry made his way to Gringotts and went to see Griphook. He saw Griphook behind his desk with a pile of papers. He looked up and noticed the visitor.

"Ah Mr Potter, I am glad you are here I was just about to send you a letter. I have been going over all of your accounts and noticed some payments on the order of 20,000 galleons a month that were never approved by you. I did some digging and found that they had been set up by your previous guardian Dumbledore?"

He went and picked up the ledger and noticed the letters O.P as the beneficiary. At that moment he looked up at Griphook and his eyes were glowing and crackling as if a lighting storm was erupting inside them. The room began to shake and all of the employees started to look in his direction.

Griphook realized that Mr. Potter was beyond angry he was royally pissed. Harry meanwhile was struggling very hard to bring himself under control. The effort was such that beads of perspiration were developing all over his forehead. He finally calmed himself enough for which Griphook was immensely thankful. He sat with Griphook and analyzed the account. They realized that it had been set up since he started attending Hogwarts.

He told Griphook that O.P more than likely stood for Order of the Phoenix. The account had been set without his knowledge or consent. That bastard has been embezzling his money to fund his turkey club. Oh, Dumbledore Harry thought, you are so going to pay.

Harry told Griphook to follow the money trail and find out where it was going. He then told him to call the law office of Zabini and Stenton. He told him to get a hold of Michael Stenton and explain the situation to him. He wanted him at the bank when this payment went through. He wanted him to witness the transaction and then close the account permanently after the payment was made.

Harry then wanted him to hold off informing Dumbledore. He told Griphook that he would meet Dumbledore in person on the third week of August for a final confrontation. When they met he would inform him that he had been removed as his guardian in early June and that he was suing him for breach of trust. He told him to get Stenton to file all of the necessary papers for a formal lawsuit.

Because of this breach of trust and the fact that his parents wishes had never been followed. Griphook informed him that under wizard law and the magna carta of 1252 he was now able to claim emancipation. Harry informed him to get all of the paper work ready. He was going to stop by on August 15 and sign the document. He thanked Griphook once again for his incredible work and told him that hiring him was the best decision he ever made. Griphook seemed to blush at the praise.

Harry exited the building and making sure that his disguise was on he made his way to Knights and Squires. When he got there he asked to see Mr Greengrass. Just as he thought, all of his robes were finished. He ended up with two battle robes, a pair of combat boots, two wand holsters and a vest all made of Basilisk. The man proclaimed it to be his finest creations. Apparently the robes and vest were double lined with Basilisk skin inside and outside. They apparently would stop a great many curses. The scorpion emblems were on all robes and vest. Harry had to admit that the emblems were quite striking.

When he was done he apparated back to the castle to meet with his favourite Elves and see how the renovations were going. Outside of some finishing touches, the castle was now fully renovated. He had to admit that his permanent home looked very impressive. This castle was now fit for his title. He praised the elves and told them that they had done a superb job. They had imitated his trunk manor very closely. He decided to add the last defence to the castle grounds.

He found 30 walnut size black diamonds from his gem collection and fully charged them with his raw magic. He then tied the black diamonds to the blood ward and cast the giant scorpion spell on them. They would be his golems. If the blood ward were ever breached they would sprout from the ground and attack anything not tied to the blood ward.

When he was done with his lunch he decided that his elves' next project would be to renovate and upgrade the castle grounds. He made several sketches of what he was looking for. He wanted deep gardens and upgrade the ponds in the back and flower beds, fountains and weeping willows in the front. He met with them later that afternoon and gave them their marching order. With all of the work involved he thought that Winky was going to have an orgasmic attack.

She had a smile that was quite contagious. He had noticed such a big change in her. She seemed very happy and content. Harry was very glad for that. She and Dobby certainly worked like a well oiled machine. Dobby as usual was bouncing everywhere and generally acting goofy.

When he was done with his elf's he decided to set his golems. After two hours of exhausting work he had planted all of his golems. He decided that the entrance to the castle was lacking and decided conjure two 6-foot scorpion statues facing each other and set above the castle doors. He then etched the Orion constellation into the granite between the scorpion stingers. He wanted to honour Sirius and so set his star to help the scorpions guard the Potter estate. By then it was getting quite late and decided to call it quits and go to bed. He had to be well rested for his vacation day.

July 31

Harry woke up early to get ready for his trip. He showered, ate breakfast and got dressed. He decided on black Armani trousers with Basilisk boots. He chose a short sleeve emerald green satin shirt with black border to go over his Basilisk vest. Even though he was going on some relaxation he was not going to relax on his protection. He put an illusion charm on his boots to make them look like black Doc Martins. He then picked a black diamond scorpion ear ring for his right ear.

He particularly liked these. He had fully charged them and put several charms on them. One charm was the voice amplification charm. He favourite one was the anti-obliviate charm. He had found this charm in his Norsman Dark Arts book. Apparently as an accomplished Occlumens he did not have to worry about the Obliviate spell, but why take a chance. The added protection made him feel better. He also added an anti summoning charm and a shield against blinding spells. He also made sure that Anubis was well fed and told him that he would be back within two days. Anubis decided to stay at the castle. He really enjoyed his sand box. Harry dropped a rat and wished him good hunting.

With his personal self taken care of he pulled out his map of France and decided to go and visit their magical quarters. He made sure to reduce his trunk manor and locked it in his vest pocket. He put his katana in its sheath and stowed it on his back. He added a disillusion charm to it and then memorized the map co-ordinates. Without a sound he vanished from England to France.

He apparated to the designated point and moved off to the entrance to the French magical quarters. He noticed that shops and businesses seemed a lot more relaxed here. Probably not having Voldemort breathing down your neck helped. He walked around for a bit and decided to try one of the pastry and coffee shops. He didn't bother casting a disillusion charm on himself. No one knew him here and it was highly unlikely that any members of the bird club were here.

Harry ordered a cappuccino and some buttered croissant. He just took his time and examined all of the witches and wizards in their myriad robes and hats. You could feel the magic in the air. He felt at peace.

When he was done he paid and started looking at all of the shops. He decided to go to a book shop and see what was available. There were a large selection of French books that he did not understand but there were also ancient Roman and Greek tomes. He decided to buy a couple of them. He then took the rest of the morning to examine the different shops. It seemed that the French muggle fashion was easily emulated in its magic quarters. He was starting to feel a little uncomfortable. Everywhere he went it seemed that women were eying him up as if he were prime rib.

He looked at his watch and noticed that it was close to 11:30 am. He entered this shop called Vivaldi and spotted the man's section. He spotted several silver silk shirts that were quite to his liking. As he was approaching the shirts he felt a particularly strong magical aura. He tried to pinpoint where it was coming from. He started walking around the store to get a better feel of the aura.

At the same time Xiana Zabini was looking at female pants. She was walking towards the blouse section when she felt a powerful magical presence. She was very sensitive to magical auras. Where most people emitted at a light bulb level this one was like a search lamp. She started looking around to see if she could pinpoint the source.

At that moment Harry was sure he was looking at the powerful witch. Harry was breathless. She was gorgeous. She was tall and must have been 5'-10" or 5'-11".She had dark silky black hair with the deepest sapphire blue eyes that he had ever seen. She possessed a fine aquiline nose and eyebrows. She had a finely sculpted square jaw with full lips. Her cheek bones were perfectly proportioned. He then looked down at her body and noticed that she had perky round breast with perfect hip curves. She also possessed long beautiful tanned legs. He noticed that she was wearing a deep green knee length skirt and a cotton white blouse. If there was such a thing as love at first site then Harry had been struck.

Xiana had honed in on the powerful aura. She found herself looking at the most striking specimen of manhood she had ever seen. He had long dark raven hair that went down to his shoulder blades. His hair was tied into a thick ponytail. He had what looked like a scorpion ear ring attached to his right ear. His face was perfectly sculpted with fine aquiline features. He had a full set of lips and his eyes were by far the most striking of his features. She was looking at two pools of the deepest emerald green eyes that she had ever seen. They were slightly glowing. She was mesmerized by his eyes.

She managed to look down at his body and noticed that he was quite tall. He was over 6-feet and was well muscled. His body was finely sculpted and held power. She could hear her heart hammering in her ribcage. She finally managed to shake her stupor and finally managed to speak a sentence.

"Hello! Do I know you?"

Harry was suddenly shaken from his dreaming and managed to register that she was speaking to him. He caught her question just in time.

"Errr, No I'm sorry, we have never met. Although I wish that we had!"

What in the world made him say that? By now he was sporting a bit of a blush.

Xiana also blushed but managed to ask another question.

"Are you from around here?"

"Errr, no I'm actually from England!"

This caught her interest.

"That's interesting, because I am from England also. I have been living in France for the last 7 years. I attended Beauxbatons academy. By the way my name is Xiana Zabini"

Harry registered her last name and wondered if she was related to Blaise Zabini from Slytherin house. He definitely wanted to know a lot more about her and was debating whether to give her his real name. He was saved the choice because at that moment he heard a familiar voice.

"Xiana where 'ave you been yes, I 'ave been looking evywhere for you" yelled Fleur.

Harry turned around to get a look at Fleur. She was staring at him with her mouth slightly open and suddenly launched herself at him and yelled.

"Aaarrrrryyyy! Vat are you doing in France no"

"Eeerr decided to get away for some relaxation. I have never been here before and so here I am."

They both heard someone clear her throat. Fleur looked at Xiana and realized that some introductions were in order.

"Xiana, I'm sorry. Vere are my manners yes. This is my good friend Arry Potter. Arry this is my best friend from Beauxbatons Xiana Zabini."

At hearing his lat name Xiana lifted an eye brow and gave him a smile. She wasn't the type to oh and ah. At any rate she got the distinct feeling that this man prized his privacy above all else and from what she remembered in the papers he did not particularly like the attention. She would never admit this of course but she was quite impressed by him. He seemed shy and down to earth. She had always listened to her gut, and it was giving her good vibes.

"Well if you are Harry Potter then the papers certainly don't do you justice. Of course I am not one to listen to that pile of manure" she said all of this with a slight smile.

Well Harry thought, his opinion of her went up another notch. For one thing she didn't seem to be all that impressed that he was Harry Potter. Last thing he wants is for her to just see him as the boy who lived.

"Yes I also find very little worth in most news outlets. The Quibbler surprisingly has been the most reputable to date" He also said this with a slight smile.

Fleur notices the interaction between the two and bit her lower lip. She recognized the signs of attraction when she saw them and these two were like magnets. 'Well, she thought, let's see if I can work my magic.' Xiana has been so sad this past year. Her twin's death really hit her hard. She still has not forgiven her family for their treatment of her brother.

Of course, Fleur thought, she could not believe the changes in Arry. He was going into his 6th year at Ogwarts but he looked like a fully grown adult. She noticed the power emanating off of him. She had to admit that she was a little intimidated. He did not have his boyish looks anymore. His eyes seemed much more calculating and aloof. If she was not going out with Bill she might have made a play for him. She could not help her Veela blood. Gabrielle will be so happy to see him.

"Xiana, why don't we take Arry to Le Sanglier just outside the magic quarter?"

"Sure, I'm hungry and by the look on Harry's face I'd say he is ready for some food."

"Well it's one of the reasons I came to France, good food and beautiful women" he said with a cheeky grin.

Both girls laughed and they all made their way to out of the quarters. On their way they met up with Gabrielle and she definitely still had her hero worship. When she saw him she lunched herself into his arms and gave him a big hug and kissed his cheeks much to his dismay, both women were laughing their heads off.

"Oh, Arry it's has been so very long since we last saw each ozer yes"

"Yes it sure has."

Xiana looked at Fleur for some clarification and she told him what Harry did on their second Triwizard tournament task. Xiana raised both her eyebrows and then looked at Harry with one of her smiles.

"Well, well, polite, generous, and brave!"

"Well they make it out to be a lot more than it was really."

Harry was starting to blush at the praise. She looked at him and started laughing again. Harry was getting annoyed at this point. So he started changing the subject and asked her all sorts of questions about their time at Beauxbatons. They finally reached Le Sanglier and decided to eat on the terrace. It was such a beautiful day that it would be a waste to stay inside. They sat and ordered some wine. He let the girls order; he was not a connoisseur on wines at any rate.

Harry finally got the courage to ask Xiana if she knew a Blaise Zabini. She told him that he was her younger brother. He then asked her why her magical studies were done at Beauxbatons and not Hogwarts. She told him that her parent did not want to have all of their eggs in one basket. With the volatility of the wizarding world being what it is, they felt that there was a better of chance of their offsprings' survival if they were split into different schools. She said that it was cold logic but that she understood their reasoning. They talked about what they wanted to do for careers.

She also asked him questions about his childhood and such. He was vague about some of his answers but she could see the pain in his eyes. This man had suffered in his short life. She did not push on subjects he was not very comfortable talking about. Gabrielle spotted one of her friends across the street and said she would be right back. Suddenly Fleur stood up and yelled.

"Bill, we are ozer here"

Oh shit, Harry thought. He had completely forgotten that Fleur was dating Bill. To make matters worse he had completely forgotten to make his Dursley appearance this morning. He wasn't too worried about that one but Bill was a different story altogether. God damn it, he was sick and tired of hiding his every movement. If he had to come out in the open now, so be it. There was no way they could catch me anyway. I'm through hiding, he though. This would be a perfect time to use his legilimens abilities and see where Bill's loyalties really were.

Bill sauntered over and yelled "Hey Fleur!" she ran to him and jumped in his arms.

Harry stood up and turned around. At that moment Bill pulled away from Fleur and looked Harry directly in the eyes. To say that Bill was shocked beyond words was an understatement. His mouth was doing a good imitation of a fish out of water. Finally he found his voice yelled

"Harry, what the fuck are you doing over here?" Harry was about to reply but suddenly all hell broke loose. Harry heard a multitude of pop going off everywhere. He immediately recognized the black cloaks and the white masks. 'Fuck!' he thought.

Before the rest of them had even reacted Harry had overthrown the dining table and told everyone else on the terrace to do the same. They didn't have to be told twice. Harry then called to Bill and Fleur.

"GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE OPEN, AND GET YOUR ASSES BACK HERE"

They didn't have to be told twice. They ran and jumped over the small stone wall and came crashing behind the tables.

"They are going for the muggles" Harry said. He flicked his wrist and his wand instantly slapped into his hand.

"Bill cover the right flank, Fleur you cover center and Xiana cover the left flank. Don't be afraid to hurt these bastards either"

"What are you going to do?"

Harry turned around and looked at them. The sight that met them was unlike anything they had ever seen. His eyes were pulsing with a deep emerald light and there seemed to be a thunderstorm going off inside them. His body was glowing with a white magical aura and he simply said.

"I'm going to slaughter me some Death Eaters!" Bill didn't know what to do. This Harry was nothing like the one he remembered. They were all brought out of their shock when they heard a slew of Avada Kadavra flying at muggles and Gabrielle. Fleur screamed for her sister to get down but she was utterly petrified with fear. The damn curse was flying fast towards her and Harry took instant action.

Accio Gabrielle. He put max power into his new wand and she flew out of the way like a bullet. The killing curse missed her by a hands breath. He pulled her back and gave her to Fleur. Some little girl's mother was not so lucky. The little girl had to be no older than 4. Her mother fell on top of her. A death eater was approaching her with intent to kill. He never made it. Upon hearing the little girl's crying for her mother, Harry went into a berserker rage.

With pure malice on his face, Harry uttered his next spell bi-iz-neturu. Bill heard the spell but it sounded like a bunch of hissing. The next thing they saw was a green light surrounded by a black sheath hit a death eater. Suddenly he began screaming and he literally started to melt. First his skin went leaving all of his muscle fibres exposed. Then his flesh melted off of his bones and liquefied. Finally his bones just turned to ash. What was left was just a puddle of protoplasm.

Many death eaters turned around to see who was screaming like this, they were so shocked that they failed to make a move against Harry. That would be their last breath on earth. Harry took the initiative and cast his wand at max power over a group of 8 death eaters. He layered the following spells šukur-ùr-ki-a-nañ and Ñír-pa-šag-líl.

This time they all heard Harry carry on with a bunch of hissing. When they looked up to see what damage the spells did their eyes went as big as plates and they all lost their lunch. Xiana launched a cutting hex at one of the death eater but got distracted with what Harry was doing and she took a bludgeoning hex to her left arm and she fell screaming. He left fore arm was busted.

Suddenly Obsidian barbed spears shot up through the death eater's rectums and came out of their mouths and necks. They were lifted some 20 feet in the air where they were all vivisected. Their arms came perpendicular to their bodies and their abdominal skin peeled off their bodies and attached itself to the underside of their arms. Blood and intestines came spilling below them. The scream could be heard kilometres away no doubt. They now looked like some kind of skewed bats hanging there with their insides showing.

By this time all of the death eaters had stopped their carnage to look at the man who had done this. What they saw caused some of them to shit their pants. Again their shocks gave Harry time to go on the offensive he quickly holstered his wand and took out his katana. He then apparated to the nearest group of death eaters and in these close quarters their wands became useless.

By the time they had realized what was happening he had decapitated three of them and cut two more in half. This time some of them had recovered enough to send some AK and severing charms. He ducked just in time to avoid three simultaneous AK but was grazed by a cutting charm. God damn it he had to figure out a way to neutralize that fucking AK spell.

His left thigh began bleeding. This seemed to piss him off even more and he took out his wand in a large circle and finished with a stab while uttering zi-pà -ñír-tab. Suddenly 10 20-foot scorpions sprang out of the ground and began dissecting any death eaters that came by. Death eaters were trying to kill them with Avada Kadavra but it was useless. They were using the wrong spells at any rate. 10 death eaters were stung.

He allowed his scorpions to impregnate 3 death eaters. The rest suffered the same fate as if his snake Anubis had bitten them. They all dried up as if they were mummified. He then banished his scorpions. He stunned the 3 impregnated DE and went after the last three.

While they were occupied dodging his scorpions he cast the following spell Retroago-Figere-Scipio at two DE. This very obscure spell renders a wand unable to focus a spell. The wand accumulates the spells energy but it can't dissipate it so it explodes. Two DE saw him coming and they both uttered Avada Kadavra, but their wands just blew up in their hands. He decided to melt these two like his first victim.

Unknown to Harry his three companions had not uttered one spell were just too shocked at his display of magic. A French wizard by the name of Marcelle Lacasse who worked for Le Monde happened to be present in the restaurant and witnessed the battle. He did not know who this wizard was. He could not make out his facial features as he was too far away. It didn't matter. He was witnessing some serious magic. Someone had finally taken the courage and power to take on those bastards and tomorrow all of wizarding France was going to hear about this Scorpion Wizard.

Meanwhile Harry heard a voice say Morsmodre and the dark mark appeared in the sky. Just as quickly he uttered Ahak-Nakeb a giant scorpion also appeared in the sky and attacked the death mark. The scorpion stung the snake, and then the mark just broke apart. The scorpion reared up as if bowing and then disappeared. He then heard a spell and he just apparated 20 feet away.

He cast an anti apparition ward and an anti listening charm on the last DE. He knew how those cowards worked. When the going got rough they just disappeared. Not this time. His next spell was accio mask. The mask just ripped off of the DE's face and now Harry remembered who that voice belonged too.

"Well,well, well look who we have causing mayhem and chaos today. Antonin Dolohov!"

"Potter! What the fuck are you doing here, you little shit?"

"Well isn't it obvious, I'm here to kill you slowly you fuck! You enjoy torturing the innocent don't you? You like raping young? You are a fucking decease on this earth, you piece of shit. When I'm through with you your pain will become legendary even in Hell"

For one of the very few time in his life Antonin Dolohov was scared. Potter has just wasted 18 of his brethrens by himself. The only thing wrong with him was a simple cut on his thigh. He decided not to fuck around and cast Avada Kedavra. Harry was expecting this and apparated 10 feet behind him and cast petrificus totalus. Dolohov hear the spell just in time and side stepped it while casting supor-sodalis. Harry recognized it as the purple flame he used on Hermione.

He cast his most powerful shield nisi-šen-šun an emerald dome formed around Harry and when the spell hit it was simply absorbed. Harry apparated within two feet of Dolohov and with his enhanced speed used his katana and hacked off his wand arm at the elbow. Dolohov screamed and Harry cast another petrificus totalus.

Harry walked to him and picked him up by his hair. He then looked into his eyes and with all of his power he brought forth the magical aura of a dementor and began attacking his memories. While he was freezing and screaming his mind off. Harry easily slipped by his mental shields and found all of Voldemort's current plans. There wasn't as much as he expected to find but it was a good start.

Harry released him and snapped his wand. Harry then levitated him to an upright position. Dolohov was drooling all over himself a managed to look at Potter in the eye. Looking into his eyes he knew then that there would be no mercy for him.

He just wished that he would get on with it. In reality he had very little tolerance to pain. Harry looked at him and said,

"Antonin Dolohov, for your crimes against wizard kind and muggles alike, you are sentenced to death"

Harry took his sword and ran him in the gut with the blade end facing upward. Then in jerky upward thrust he began to eviscerate him. At every upward thrust of his sword Dolohov screamed and screamed in pain. The last thought that Dolohov had was that his master was in deep shit. With that Dolohov exhaled his last breath and breathed no more. Harry then pulled his katana out of his gut and in one swift motion he cut the head off. He then took a twig and transfigured it into a 4 foot pike. He then took Dolohov's head and skewed it on the pike.

When that was done Harry went over to his stunned DE and put a tracking charm on them. He then put a petrificus totalus on them and woke them up. He pulled off their mask and let them have a good look at the battle field. He took one of the death eaters hand and handed him Dolohov head. He then cast a sticking charm on the death eater's hand. Harry then said.

"Go back to your snake face master and tell him what the Scorpion Sorcerer did today. Tell him that I'm coming for him. Tell him that he is living on borrowed time. This is but a sample of what is to come"

With that he altered their memories so that they would not remember his face. He then activated their portkeys. After that was done he cast a wide area disillusion charm to keep the muggles out and limped over to Bill's position. They all had their mouths open and couldn't manage to utter a word.

Harry seeing the shock on their faces said.

"I'll explain everything, but we need to get the hell out of here. The French aurors are starting to apparate. Fleur is there anywhere we can go to nurse our wounds?"

Fleur just looked at Harry for a second and snapped out of her thoughts she looked at Gabrielle who seemed to be in shock.

"Yes Arry, we can go to my home at Delacour Manor!"

"O.K There are anti apparition and portkey wards but I can get us out of here"

"How?" Bill said. He was clearly feeling flustered and overwhelmed by now.

"I'll explain later Bill, but I need the Delacour Manor co-ordinates!" No one was moving

"NOW!" Harry screamed.

Fleur showed him a map and he memorized it. He then picked up one of the china plates on the ground and programmed his apparating signature and took his wand and cast Portus.

"Hold on to the Plate" They all touched the plate and Harry yelled

"Activate"

They all punched through the wards and disappeared.