CHAPTER {164-166}

****THE-WORLD-MOVES-ON (II)****

~~Hel~~

"Fantastic!" Hela exclaimed with an ecstatic look on her face as she clapped her hands before she smoothly stood up. "To be honest, I was expecting you to take a bit more time to make your decision" Hela wondered aloud as she started to approach Harry while swaying her hips exaggeratingly.

"Though you knew that I was going to accept the deal eventually, didn't you?" Harry asked with a raised brow, making Hela hum in agreement.

"You want to revive your mother before anything else, so I knew that you would have accepted my offer, eventually" Hela revealed with a grin. "By the way, I liked the show last night, but you still have a long way to go. You still need to learn quite a bit" Hela added as she stared at him speculatively.

"I am looking forward to your lessons" Harry said in a respectful tone as he slightly bowed his head to pay his respects.

"You don't need to bow to me" Hela waved her hand dismissively, but she did seem to appreciate the gesture. 'At least, he knows manners. Something I can't say about most people I have met' Hela mused internally.

"So, how can I bring back my mother?" Harry asked. Since Hela already knew that he wanted to revive his mother before anything else, he didn't feel it necessary to hide his intentions from her.

"Have patience, my student" Hela chided him softly. "You are strong and your potential is unfathomable, but at the end of the day, you are still a squishy little mortal" Hela added mockingly as she paced in front of him. "Your body isn't strong enough to handle any Divine techniques" Hela added and even though Harry's ego was bruised by her words, he nodded his head in understanding.

Harry hated being looked down upon, but he knew about his limits. Right now, his body was much stronger than an average human body, but his skull still wasn't thick enough to tank a 5.6 mm or a 7 mm bullet, and a bullet to the head would most certainly kill him.

Hela turned to the side before she smoothly transitioned into a stance. She took a deep breath and punched forward, creating a massive gust of wind. Harry stared at her with wide eyes as his hair and robes started to flutter, thanks to the strong gust of wind. Though the massive gust of wind was nothing compared to the destruction her punch caused to the wasteland.

Harry stared at the small canyon recently created by Hela with wide eyes… With this display of might, he finally started to understand the difference between a mortal and a God… Hela didn't use even the slightest bit of Magical Power for the punch, it was pure physical power. Hela stared at the canyon with a complicated look on her face before turning back toward Harry.

"I wasn't born this strong, but my strength wasn't anything to scoff at even when I was nothing but a babe" Hela slowly explained. "It is usually impossible for humans to achieve such strength, but humans are nothing, if not innovative" Hela added with a grin. "I have been to such worlds to the past where humans have invented techniques they can use to become as strong as a God eventually" Hela finished, revealing the fact that humans could be found on planets besides Earth.

(A/N: Before you guys decide to drop this fic, let me make it clear... This will not turn into Cultivation Fic or anything like that. The Cultivation Technique is only being included because it gives a nice way to strengthen Harry's body. Nothing more. There will be no dao. There will be no dantains, and there will be no body refining techniques...)

"Now, thanks to me you have all that knowledge at your disposal" Hela revealed smugly. "In some worlds, the residents called these techniques Cultivation, and in some, the residents referred to these techniques as Martial Art Techniques, but at the core, they are basically the same" Hela finished her explanation with a grin.

"I see… So, do you have anything specific in your Mind?" Harry asked curiously and after getting a nod from Hela, Harry decided to ask her the next question. "By the way, do you use any of these Techniques?" Harry asked, wondering if he could learn such Techniques with his Powers.

"No… I never felt any need for such Techniques…" Hela answered before a contemplative look appeared on her face… "But now that I don't have anything better to do, I might give it a try. That would make it easier for me to teach you too" Hela decided with a thoughtful look on her face.

"Alright! So, when do we start?" Harry asked, making Hela grin as she placed her hand over Harry's shoulder.

"There is no better time than now" Hela said as she snaked her arm around his shoulder while grinning wickedly…

~~Timeskip~~ (One Week Later)

~~Headmaster's Office, Hogwarts~~

Albus Dumbledore stared at Hogwarts' ground from his window with a deep frown on his face. Right now, Albus Dumbledore was not a happy man and his whole world was falling apart around him…

Three days ago, the Ministry finally received the clearance from the ICW to bring Harry Potter back to their country according to the wishes of his new guardian, but they didn't need to send anyone to bring back the boy as Lucius Malfoy arrived at the Ministry only to reveal that Harry Potter was already living under his roof for a couple of days.

That was what made Albus realize why Mundungus and his group failed to find Harry Potter. If Albus was being honest, Albus never expected Lucius to make such a move and from the look on Amelia's face, neither did she… If so much wasn't depending on Harry then Albus would have praised Lucius for such a move. Now, there was a good chance that they might lose the War even before it could start.

That wasn't the only piece of bad news this week. Nymphadora Tonks was no longer posing as Susan Bones, but the situation didn't turn out as he was expecting it to… First of all, yes, he was able to get her arrested at first, but later, Amelia spun the tale in such a way that the table was turned on him. Amelia revealed that she was worried that something else might happen with such a dangerous Tournament going on.

With Harry Potter's name coming out of the Goblet, Amelia didn't need anything else to prove her point… So, not only she managed to use that angle to get Nymphadora out of any trouble, but she also managed to get Aurors posted inside Hogwarts for the span of the rest of the Tournament… It was a massive blow to Albus and this incident finally led him to realize how much influence he had lost within the Ministry and the Wizengamot…

Albus was brought out of his musings when someone knocked on the door… "Come in" Albus called out and moments later, Severus stepped inside his office, looking as indifferent as usual.

"Both Lucius and Narcissa are intentionally avoiding me" Severus drawled out. "I tried to reach them through Draco. I even tried to use Draco to learn something from them, but they aren't saying anything" Severus revealed, making Albus nod his head in understanding. It wasn't exactly surprising the way the elder Malfoys were acting. If they were following Tom's orders, then he could understand why they were keeping their distance from Severus.

Then there was the fact that Harry might be making the Malfoys move… With the power the boy possessed, it wouldn't be too hard for Harry to make the Malfoys dance to his tune… He had shown Severus the memory of the duel and as expected it was somewhat hard for Severus to accept the memory of the duel.

"What do you think, Severus? Do you think they are following the Dark Lord's orders?" Albus asked sombrely.

Severus opened his mouth to say something but then all of a sudden, he grabbed his left arm and hissed in pain… Severus pulled back his left sleeve and both Albus and Severus gasped at the sight. The Dark Mark was as dark as it could possibly be… "He is calling us" Severus revealed, looking paler than he usually was and Albus nodded his head in understanding with a grim look on his face.

"Go" Albus said as there wasn't anything else he could say… He watched Severus hurriedly leave his office and Albus closed his eyes with a pained look on his face… "Either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives…" Albus mumbled grimly before he finally decided to revisit some of his memories…

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~~Graveyard, Little Hangleton~~ (A few minutes ago)

"My Lord, everything is ready" Peter stuttered out fearfully while kneeling in front of Voldemort. It has been a week since Barty disappeared and Voldemort was almost certain that Barty was no longer alive… Barty was one of his most loyal followers, so Voldemort never considered that Barty might have betrayed him, at least, he wouldn't have betrayed him knowingly.

That was why Voldemort decided to abandon his plans as he could no longer depend on that plan… He didn't know what happened to Barty so he decided to create himself a body as soon as he could…

"Good! Start the Ritual" Voldemort hissed and Peter frantically nodded his head in understanding before picking up Voldemort within his arms. After that, he made his way toward the cauldron filled with the bubbling Potion and dropped Voldemort inside the cauldron. Peter looked at the Potion for a moment before scurrying toward the massive angel statue.

He arrived in front of the grave right under the angel statue and flicked his Wand, ripping the grave open. Moments later, he used Magic to levitate a bone out of the grave. "Bone of the father, unknowingly given, you will renew your son…" Peter chanted before dropping the bone inside the cauldron.

After that Peter whimpered before tucking away his Wand. He pulled out a silver knife from his robes and held his arm outward before bringing the knife up to his arm. "Flesh of the servant, willingly given, you will revive your Master…" While chanting Peter brought down the knife over his left hand and removed his arm from the wrist before squealing like a pig in pain.

It took him a few seconds to regain his bearings, but he grabbed the stump of his arm and started to move toward their last ingredient… He arrived in front of Sturgis Podmore. The man was gagged and tied, but the man was clearly struggling, but he stopped when Nagini slithered over his body. Peter made a small cut on his arm to collect some blood in a goblet.

"Blood of the enemy, forcibly taken, you will resurrect your foe…" Peter chanted in a trembling voice as he was still reeling in the pain of his hand he removed himself. He returned to the cauldron and poured the blood inside the cauldron…

Moments later, the cauldron finally caught fire and Voldemort started to grow from his initial baby like body. While floating in the air, Voldemort continued to grow until his body was finally big as an adult. He landed on his feet and ran a hand over his bald head before finally opening his eyes… His eyes were completely scarlet, but instead of looking like a human's eyes, his eyes were very similar to a serpent's eyes.

"My Lord" Peter whimpered and dropped in front of Voldemort while holding his stump.

"My Wand" Voldemort hissed coldly before the cowardly man finally produced the Wand from his robes and handed it over to Voldemort.

Voldemort used his Wand to Conjure a set of dark robes over his body. "Your hand" Voldemort ordered coldly and Peter started to thank Voldemort before offering his stump, only for Voldemort to snap at him. "Your other arm!" Voldemort snapped and Peter immediately offered his other arm. Voldemort placed the tip of his Wand over the Dark Mark and Peter screamed in pain.

Voldemort stood up, ignoring Peter's begging and whimpering. "...I wonder how many of them will be brave enough to return…" Voldemort muttered with a cruel look on his face…

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****THE-FIRST-TASK (I)****

~~Timeskip~~ (November 24th, 1994)

~~Three Broomsticks, Hogsmeade~~

Narcissa stepped out of the Floo before removing the soot from her robes with a flick of her Wand, and moments later, Harry stepped out of the Floo, dressed in expensive acromantula silk robes. The activity inside the pub stopped at the sight of Harry Potter, but nobody dared to approach Harry, especially with Narcissa Malfoy standing in front of him protectively.

A few moments later, Jacklyn stepped through the Floo and Narcissa took out some sickles from her purse and placed them over the counter. "Thank you for your patronage" The busty barmaid manning the counter piped up cheerfully before putting away the sickles. Narcissa didn't even bother to give the woman a look and turned toward Harry and Jacklyn.

"We should get going unless we want to be late" Narcissa sniffed haughtily before she started to move. Harry and Jacklyn silently followed her out of the bar and after putting some distance between themselves and the bar, Narcissa finally released a relieved sigh as her shoulders slumped down. "Sorry for acting like that" Narcissa apologized and Harry simply waved it off with a smile on his face.

"If I wasn't alright with it then I wouldn't have allowed you in the first place" Harry said dismissively. "You need to keep an image in the public and I don't want to ruin that for you" Harry added smoothly, making Narcissa wonder if he was being honest in the first place or not.

"You are such a smooth talker, Harry" Jacklyn cooed while making googly eyes at him. "Did you take some classes while I wasn't with you?" Jacklyn asked with mock curiosity.

"I am always polite… Hmm… Maybe, not always, I suppose, but most of the time, I am polite" Harry decided with a nod of his head and Narcissa agreed with him on that. Even when he was killing someone or being cruel to someone, he acted polite. He even maintained his politeness when he was simply scaring the shit out of someone.

"I suppose…" Jacklyn decided to concede as she couldn't remember any incident where he wasn't polite. "By the way, are you excited about the task?" Jacklyn asked giddily.

"What is there to be excited about? From what I have found about the Triwizard Tournaments, the first task is always about some sort of dangerous Magical creature" Harry revealed with a shrug, but Jacklyn didn't seem to be disappointed or dissuaded in the slightest.

"So, is there a chance that they are going to bring a Nundu?!" Jacklyn gushed out excitedly, making Harry roll his eyes and Narcissa shuddered a bit at the thought. She never had any interest in Magical creatures, but she knew enough about Nundus and she was extremely afraid of them like any sane person should be.

"No, Nundu Breath can harm the audience and the British Ministry would never risk that, especially with their upstanding Pureblood citizens" Harry denied and Narcissa internally released a relieved sigh, completely ignoring the jab at the British Ministry and the Purebloods. Harry had always treated her respectfully and politely after their initial unpleasantness as he had promised, and Narcissa didn't want to do anything to ruin that arrangement.

"Although, Dragons, Chimeras, and Manticores are fair game" Harry revealed moments later with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Really?" Jacklyn asked excitedly and after getting a nod from Harry, Jacklyn looked a bit in awe. "Wow! That is amazing… I wonder what the Champions are going to feel after coming across a Dragon" Jacklyn giggled at her own words. Narcissa looked at the younger girl with a troubled look on her face. The girl was very much similar to her eldest sister and that terrified her.

"They would be terrified out of their minds" Harry pointed out without missing a beat.

"How would you have felt, Harry?" Narcissa wasn't able to stop herself from asking the question.

"I would have asked it to surrender and step aside, but if it didn't listen then I would have killed it" Harry answered with a straight face. Others might have scoffed at his bold declaration, but Narcissa and Jacklyn completely believed his words.

"We are here" Narcissa announced as the trio finally arrived in front of Hogwarts. They weren't the only ones as the whole place was milling around with people… Apparently, the Triwizard Tournament was a pretty big deal. Reporters could be seen lurking around the entrance, trying to look for any scoop.

"You miss this place, don't you?" Harry asked, breaking Narcissa out of her thoughts.

"Yes, I do" Narcissa nodded her head in an accent. "This was like my second home. I have made some beautiful memories in this place" Narcissa revealed with a longing smile on her face. "What do you think, Harry?" Narcissa asked as she turned toward him. Throughout the last couple of weeks, she had learned that as long as she didn't insult his mother, she could ask him anything.

"Yeah. The Castle is most impressive…" Harry easily agreed with her as he had heard stories from his mother and he had seen just how impressive the castle truly was with his own eyes.

"Ilvermorny is better!" Jacklyn declared petulantly while pouting like a child.

"Both of them have their own appeals" Harry declared as he wanted to avoid any kind of argument. "Narcissa, you wanted to meet your son, didn't you?" Harry asked, trying to change the topic.

"Yes" Narcissa nodded her head, unable to hide some of her excitement. It has been some time since she met him and even though her son was just like his father, she loved him to death.

"Good. Then make sure that he doesn't do anything you wouldn't do" Harry declared coldly, making Narcissa feel a chill. "I like you Narcissa, I respect you, but that doesn't mean that I would forgive your son if he crosses the line… I would hate to kill both of you" Harry declared and Narcissa paled at the chilling statement. Narcissa cursed Lucius for probably the thousandth time in her Mind for getting involved with this demon.

"Well then, let's go inside" Harry declared and Narcissa started to move again, but this time, her movements looked somewhat robotic. By the time the trio arrived at the entrance of Hogwarts, Narcissa was able to regain some of her bearings. They were stopped by a group of Aurors at the entrance who allowed them to enter after finishing their inspection.

"Isn't the security too strict?" Jacklyn asked as she wasn't expecting this level of competence from Wizarding Britain, considering their prior competence during the Quidditch World Cup.

"After the mess during the Quidditch World Cup, the British Wizarding Community lost most of its credibility, so they don't want to lose any more of their credibility…" Harry explained with a bored look on his face as they walked through the hall. "Then we have Dumbledore to thank for the heavy Auror presence with the stunt he tried to pull with Tonks" Harry added mockingly. Then there was the fact that Crouch Sr. also vanished. That had put DMLE on high alert…

"Speaking about Tonks, have you talked to her recently?" Jacklyn asked with a frown, only for Harry to shake his head in denial. "Well… I kind of received a letter from her a week ago" Jacklyn revealed while scratching her cheek with a sheepish look on her face. After noticing Harry's unimpressed look, she decided to apologize as her shoulders slumped down. "Sorry, I forgot to tell you" Jacklyn apologized.

"I will have a chat with her today" Harry declared after a few seconds of silence. She wasn't the only one he was planning to have a chat with today. He was also planning to talk with Sirius as the man had been trying to reach out to him for the last couple of weeks, but he wanted to keep the show going for as long as he could so that he could keep both the Light and the Dark side blissfully unaware of his true strength for as long as he could.

"Narcissa, why don't you go and have a chat with your son… He doesn't look happy with me in your company" Harry pointed out with a hint of amusement in his voice. Narcissa was able to quickly locate her son and as soon as she did, she started to make her way toward him as she wanted to prevent her son from doing anything foolish in front of Harry at all costs.

Meanwhile, Harry and Jacklyn made their way toward their seats in the arena. As usual, Lucius could be seen in the company of the Minister. A few seconds after Harry sat down on their seats, a stranger approached Harry and sat down beside him… Without wasting any time, Harry appraised the person and groaned internally.

"It is me, Sirius" The man said and Harry barely stopped himself from rolling his eyes as Sirius revealed his Lord Black ring to prove his identity. "How are you, Harry?" The man asked with concern clear in his voice.

"I am fine, Sirius. You shouldn't be here" Harry bit out with a growl.

"I know. I know…" Sirius admitted, sounding like a kicked puppy. "You have no idea how worried I truly was" Sirius added.

"I can imagine, but believe me, Sirius, this is not a good place to chat" Harry growled out in a low tone and that seemed to knock some sense into Sirius. He pulled out a package from his robes and handed it over to Harry before leaving. Harry quickly hid the package, but he was sure that his actions didn't go unnoticed. He didn't mind that as it would add more spice to the game he was playing.

"Well… That was something. So, what did he give you? I hope it is not porn" Jacklyn declared with a weird look on her face.

"You know what?" Harry asked as he turned toward Jacklyn. "I am not going to make any guesses" Harry declared, making Jacklyn giggle…

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****A-MEETING-UNSEEN (I)****

~~Quidditch Pitch, Hogwarts~~

"Your son isn't going to join us?" Harry asked curiously as he stared at Narcissa who wasn't being accompanied by her son. He noticed Draco glaring at him from a distance and started to wonder if Narcissa failed to make him see reason. Well, either way, he wasn't too worried.

"No, he is going to sit with his friends" Narcissa revealed as she took her seat. Even if he wanted to join her, she wouldn't have allowed him to join her. She loved her son to death, but sometimes, he could be more foolish than his father, which was an achievement in itself.

"Good for him…" Harry began to say something when the rest of his words were drowned by the cheers of the crowd. The judges were finally here and Harry was really displeased by the sight of Dolores Umbridge among them. After Crouch Sr. disappeared, it was decided that Dolores Umbridge would occupy his spot on the judges' table.

Harry decided that most of the gathered crowd must be nutters, after all, they were cheering at the arrival of the judges…

Without wasting any more time, Bagman finally revealed what the first task was going to entail. The crowd started to cheer even louder at that… "I can't believe they are making students face real Dragons and people are excited about that" Narcissa shook her head with a deep frown on her face.

"The Triwizard Tournament is a blood sport, so I am not surprised that the people are reacting in such a manner" Harry pointed out blandly, making Narcissa grimace.

"So, Harry, Narcissa, are you guys up for a bet?" Jacklyn asked the duo before Narcissa could say something.

"I am not going to bet over someone's life" Narcissa declared primly, making Jacklyn give her an annoyed look.

"Beauxbatons is going to have the lowest score" Harry declared just after Narcissa finished speaking.

"How much?" Jacklyn asked giddily.

"50 Galleons" Harry answered after thinking for a bit.

"Deal" Jacklyn grinned before extending her hand toward Harry to finalize the bet. Harry accepted the offered hand and shook it.

"Why do you think she would lose?" Narcissa asked, unable to hold back her curiosity. While she had no interest in betting, she wanted to know what made Harry think that Beauxbatons would have the lowest score. Even Jacklyn was interested to know his answer.

"She is a part creature" That was all Harry said, leaving her and Jacklyn both in confusion. Harry had read the article Rita published on the day of the Wand weighing ceremony so he knew that the Beauxbaton Champion was a part Veela. Though in reality, there was no such thing as part Veela. A woman was either a Veela or they weren't.

"Looks like Hogwarts Champion is going to go first" Jacklyn muttered to herself when Bagman announced that Cedric Diggory was going to be the first Champion and he was going to face a Swedish Short-Snout.

Within the next few minutes, the Dragon was brought inside the arena by the Dragon handlers before Cedric Diggory finally stepped inside the arena. Cedric used Transfigured animals to distract the Dragon and his plan partially worked as he managed to collect the golden egg from the Dragon's nest even though he was injured by the Dragon.

The next Champion was Fleur Delacour, the Veela Champion from Beauxbatons. She was much more composed than Diggory, which led Harry to believe that she already knew about the Dragons. She had to face a Welsh Green and she charmed the Dragon asleep to finish the task, but she didn't leave unscathed as her robes were signed by a jet of flames when retreating.

Apparently, Dragons could breathe flames from their nostrils when they were asleep… Who knew?

Before the third Champion could face his Dragon, Bagman announced a short break and Harry decided to visit the restroom during the break. Albus had been glancing at him from time to time and Albus wasn't the only one eyeing him, so Harry wondered if any of them would try something while he was away from the crowd.

"I will be back in a minute" Harry said as he stood up from his seat and started to make his way toward the nearest restroom. Since this wasn't the first time he was visiting Hogwarts, he knew where he was going.

"Wotcher!!" He heard a feminine voice from the side and he didn't even need to turn to see who it was. There was only one person he knew who used that greeting.

"Hi, Tonks" Harry greeted back while he slowly turned around to look at her. The woman was sporting a beaming smile on her face.

"How are you, kiddo?" Tonks asked with a smile as she approached him.

"I am fine. Thank you for asking. What about you?" Harry asked politely, playing the part of a teen who was constantly on guard.

Tonks frowned at the question and snaked her arm around his shoulder before she started to lead him down the hall. "Where are you taking me?" Harry asked worriedly as he kept looking around fearfully.

"There is someone who wants to talk with you" Tonks felt really bad for the boy and if she could have done anything to help him, then she would have already kidnapped him from the Malfoys to keep him safe, but that would put her on the wrong side of the law, which would make her even more useless to him.

The two of them finally arrived outside a classroom and Tonks knocked on the door using a specific pattern. Moments later, the door opened and Tonks led him inside the room, only to find that the room was occupied by Moody, Amelia Bones and Connie Hammer. Moody's presence soured Harry's mood as he realized that he couldn't continue the charade for long.

"Hello, Mr Potter, it is nice to meet you again, though I sincerely hope it could have been under better circumstances" Amelia began to speak to him in a formal manner.

"It is nice to meet you too, Madame Bones, Ms Hammer, Mr Moody, and Ms Tonks" Harry addressed the latter two with an internal smirk as he knew that addressing the two of them formally would annoy them and Harry wasn't disappointed when Moody scowled at him and Tonks looked completely outraged.

"How are the Malfoys treating you?" Amelia asked hurriedly while glaring at Tonks from the corner of her eyes, as the ungraceful woman was about to start an argument with Harry.

Harry had to admit, Amelia Bones had quite the presence… Harry already knew that there was a third Faction in play, but he didn't know who was leading the Faction, but now everything was clear to him… There were only two types of people in this world, Leaders and Followers, and Amelia Bones was most definitely a Leader. Alas, Amelia's group wasn't as big, strong, or influential as the other two Factions.

"They are treating me nicely" Harry answered and Amelia seemed to glance toward Alastor. It was only for a moment, but Harry didn't miss it.

"Tell me, Mr Potter, do you know why Voldemort came after your parents that night?" Amelia asked and when she called him Voldemort, instead of calling him You-Know-Who, Harry's respect for her increased.

"You called him Voldemort" Harry nodded his head with a satisfied look on his face. "I would have found you disappointing if you called him You-Know-Who" Harry added in an amused tone. Everyone in the room including Tonks stiffened at the change of his tone. He no longer sounded nervous, instead, his voice carried confidence and assurance.

"What did you do to the Malfoys?" Moody asked gruffly.

"Hmm… I wonder too" Harry tapped his cheek with an amused look on his face. Harry decided to reveal a part of his true self to these people, after all, he did give Dumbledore a glimpse of his power, so Amelia and her group also deserved something, so that these two Factions could be on equal footing.

"Mr Potter, I believe we have the same enemy, so don't you think it would be better if we worked together?" Amelia suggested. She could have treated him like a child, but she decided against that when she realized that Alastor was probably right about the boy. After she learned from Alastor that the boy was able to take him by surprise and send him back to Hogsmeade by some means, she decided not to lower her guard in front of him.

"That we do, but I have a question…" Harry stared straight into Amelia's eyes. "Am I really going to need you people?" Harry asked with a mocking look on his face.

"What are you talking about?!" Tonks asked, looking outraged. She couldn't believe how Harry was acting. To be honest, she never believed any speculations Moody made about Harry, but now she realized that she might have been wrong.

"Don't look at me like that, Tonks… I believe my question was valid" Harry said as he gestured toward Amelia, who nodded her head in agreement even though she was reluctant to do so…

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