Chapter 21: Fairly

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Emmeline Vance is a member of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement and The Order of Phoenix. She along with Dedalus Diggle are assigned to protect Harry in case any dark wizards come after him. She is assigned to look after Harry by the Ministry and will do so until told otherwise. She is a master of stealth and dueling. She is single and likes to mingle.

Harry blinked once, then twice. His teacher's sex life was more information than he asked for, but at least he'd made sure that she was strong enough to take that Invisible Man on in a fair fight.

In the language period though, his inner turmoil was helped by a fairly large number of English level ups, leaving him at,

Language: Modern English, Lv-14 (30%)

You had poor English reading skills, you can talk it, but can't walk it. Your reading is now better, grade Level-High School

You will understand exactly what you read.

The level ups in this much-wanted skill helped calm him down, and by the final period, Gamer's Mind had taken hold of his panic, and he'd come to terms with what he would do when he inevitably returned back to Privet Drive.

Harry took to developing a plan to protect himself, one that didn't involve relying on other wizards to protect him. He wasn't quite sure if he was going to get out of this one alive, but one thing was for sure. He'd been given his abilities for a reason, and he finally had an opportunity to test them out against a real opponent.

Screwing up wasn't an option.

The idea was, at its simplest, to distract, Boost up, and beat the shit out of the guy. Easier said than done. He needed to find a way to get him out of his hiding first. Whatever Invisibility magic he was using, it made him practically invincible against Harry, even when he had higher stats due to his Wardstone Perk. And then he had to improvise his way through somehow getting close enough to him to disable him.

Ping!

Quest Alert!

Get rid of Amycus Carrow.

Rewards,

1000 Exp

1 stat point

Stat Upgrades

Skill Upgrades

Failure,

Possible death

YES/NO?

There was no question. He had to do it, not just for the sake of his safety, but also for his own self-reassurance that he was going the right direction with his ability growth.

"Fun stuff," Harry muttered to himself sardonically as the end-of-the-day bell rang.

It felt like the end-of-his-life bell to him.

On the way back home, Harry kept changing his mind between heading forward and fighting, or just escaping into the city and let the insane lunatic murder the Dursleys. But even with as much hate as he had towards them, he didn't want to get taken away by the CPS to an orphanage or something.

And so on he went, slowly and unsurely towards Privet Drive.

The moment he entered the street, Harry knew that something was up. It was eerily similar to the way his school street had been the day he had found Ms. Roemmele and the other wizards standing over Gordon. Not one person was out of their houses, all the curtains were closed in all the houses, and not one sound echoed along the street. No birds in the trees. No cats on the walls. No sign of life anywhere.

Harry sighed. Apparently, he wasn't the only one who had a plan in motion. Carrow was making his move too.

Walking up to the middle of the street in front of his house, Harry paused, took a deep breath, and loudly said, "Whoever you are, I'm here. I know you're here. And I know why you're here. Do what you need to, but please, leave my family out of this."

With that, Harry crossed his fingers and waited for Carrow to take the bait. A couple of moments later, a chuckle came out of nowhere.

"A man who cares about his family. I can respect that," with that, the air a few feet in front of him rippled, and the man stepped out of nowhere.

Amycus Carrow was a frail, gaunt-looking man, hair trimmed down to near nothing. He was dressed in a tattered black gown looking thing, and -or so Harry thought- and in his right hand held a bone-white stick.

"Is that your magic stick?" Harry asked. The distraction phase of his plan had begun the instant Carrow had shown himself. He just needed enough time to gauge what unforeseen abilities Carrow had and then find ways to make sure he wouldn't be killed by them.

Carrow smiled amusedly, "It is. Well… not mine… had to go into a lot of trouble to find it, but I had to bring it along tonight. It's only poetic justice after all. And you… you seem to be more aware of who you are than I expected."

"I know a few things," Harry replied, marking the stick as something to seriously avoid.

"Good," the menacing grin widened, "That makes killing you better than just slaughtering some random clueless Muggle kid. So… what will it be? Cutting your head off or having all the blood dry in your veins?"

"Neither seems ideal really," Harry replied flatly.

Carrow shrugged, "I'd have offered the easy way out, but that didn't end up so well for my master."

"It won't end up well for you either Carrow," a familiar voice spoke from behind him before he could ask him what he was talking about.

Harry turned around, and in the middle of the road, dressed in a purple gown just like the one Carrow wore, stood Ms. Roemmele, her own magic stick in hand.

Harry almost cursed then and there. His plan didn't account for someone else being there. He couldn't go all out if there was someone else involved.

Catching his eye, she said, "Harry, go inside."

"But-"

" Now! " she snapped and Harry gritted his teeth before heading into the house.

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