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Word Count 2550
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'What is the old goat planning' Harry thought as he started walking to the podium."That works for me. I hope that my Lord Quarters are ready?" Harry looks at Dumbledore with a raised eyebrow.
"Of course, but that will depend on which house you are chosen for" Dumbledore smiled gently like an old man
'The Gryffindor Lord Quarters has been bugged by me. And the bug is on the inside of the stone on the floors and walls. I have used my Authority as Headmaster and have subtly enchanted the Hat to make sure the first person who puts the hat on their head will end up in Gryffindor'
As Harry neared the chair he stopped a bit in front of McGonagall "Mr. Potter, please sit on the chair. I will place this hat on your head and it will determine your house."
Harry's eyes narrowed at the hat, after extending his magic towards the hat for a few moments he noticed something. Something 'foreign' in the original design or aura of the Hat.
"Yeah right. Sabrina!" Harry called out and raised his arm.
In a single second Sabrina, Harry's Malabar Pit Viper, exited the sleeve of his hand and bit the top of the hat.
McGonagall gasped and so did many people. She quickly let go of the hat and pointed her wand at the snake and so did many people.
At that moment Hope in a blur appeared in front of Harry her wand in front of her.
Sheew. Sheew. Sheew. Sheew. Sheew.
All of Harry's other familiars jumped out of his pockets and returned to their real size. Due to the influence of Harry's magic. They have gotten bigger and stronger
Sabrina the Malabar Pit Viper could normally grow up to 2.1 meters. But with Harry's magic it was at least 3 meters long ( 300cm)
Salazar the King Cobra normally goes up to 5-6 meters. Salazar was already 7 meters long.
Selena she was a mystery species. But the only snake that was magical before Harry's influence. She was 5 meters long.
Nala and Kiara are Harry's lionesses from India. The Asiatic Lion. They were 2m long and another 80cm to their tail. A meter of the ground to their shoulder and weigh about 150kg.
And there was Zeno. The Thunderbird. Its good that he had his wings folded otherwise he would have knocked over some students with his 21 meter wingspan. Zeno's body was about 4-5 meters tall.
"If my familiar receives so much as a Scratch, I will end you and your families" Harry called out in a cold tone
That threat seemed to pacify a few people who had drawn their wands. Harry Potter had the backing of a Nation behind him.
"Hey! Watch the Leather! Its pure Italian Griffin! " The Sorting Hat cried out
Harry just deadpanned at the Hat and shoved his wand on the inside of it.
"Mr. Potter I demand you release the Hat! It is an ancient and important artifact to Hogwarts" Dumbledore bellowed
"Sure just let me remove the compulsion charm first. 'The first student who places on the hat will be sorted into Gryffindor. How Pathetic" Harry snorted he removed the charm and opened up a channel to his mind via his wand.
No way was Harry going to put an unknown magical artifact on his head.
The hat used Legilimency to 'scan' Harry. It immediately noticed two things. Extremely high intellect. Reckless to the point of insanity. And a Great Ambition. The boy wanted to be the best. He uses everything, his wealth, knowledge, blackmailing. All to improve his magic, his knowledge and in turn his strength. Because with no strength he can't survive in the true world. His goal was to get as strong as possible. So that he can do whatever he wanted in life.
"Slyith- WAIT!! STOP!! PLEASE DON'T KILL MEE!!!" The Hat's panicked voice echoed in the hall. Shocking the staff, students and guests.
On the tip of Harry's wand that was inside the hat a small green flame was lit.
Harry chuckled " It is true. With my ambition I would do well in the House of Slytherin. But its currently filled with many inbred and stupid pureblood brats. And as the defeater of Voldemort I also gained his Tittles. I am Heir Slytherin. Anything I could gain from that house I can do on my own."
That information shocked people, the reporters were busy writing it down. Fudge was bumbling not believing what he had heard. And Dumbledore was getting more and more pale.
"Wait! Are you really Heir Slytherin?" A Seventh Year Slytherin Perfect called out. The Heir, a Parselmouth was rejecting his own house, by his words they were all useless
Harry turned to him "Yes. You know how Line Transfer works right? When the current Heir dies, and so does his line, the Heirship transfers to the line closest to him. That moron didn't realise that Lily Evans was from Slytherin's line that squibbed themselves out, she just didn't inherit the Gift. But she did inherit the Emerald Eyes, specific to Salazar's Slytherin's second wife."
The perfect looked like he received a gut punch "Then why did you reject our house"
"I told you, its currently filled with idiots believing in that stupid pureblood propaganda. Let me ask you this, if purebloods are stronger, why did the Death Eaters always attack in groups? They attacked muggleborns, halfbloods and purebloods at night, when they were asleep in large groups.
In my experience people who are superior don't usually resort to cheap tactic and guerrilla warfare. Don't get me wrong, its a good way to win a war, but its also the cowardly way. You can't use cheap tricks and call yourself brave and righteous. You don't get to have it both ways."
Everybody in the hall paid attention to the young man's words.
"And the real reason I arrived at Hogwarts in the first place was to find something really special. What I want is Rowena's Secret Library. Ancient texts that haven't been seen in a thousand years. Her personal notes on her experiments. Those are the reason why I am here. Besides what kind of a Slytherin would I be didn't take advantage of the situation get what I want? Oi, Hat you know what to do. My intellect is more than enough to enter her House. "
The hat looked conflicted, not liking that it was being ordered to do it, but with one look from Harry it quickly yelled out "RAVENCLAW"
Before Harry cut off the link. He sent images of Daphne and Tracy and whispered to the hat "Make those two join Ravenclaw as well. If you don't well don't blame me when you spontaneously combust out of nowhere. Dumbledore won't be able to protect you from me"
The hat just grumbled but agreed.
"Good" Harry waved his wand and the hat was cleaned and repaired.
"I don't know how the staff can allow students to put you own every year and not clean you. Quite unsanitary if you ask me" Harry said out loud, and a few of the older students grimaced and cringed, remembering that they put on the hat. A hat that has probably never been washed
"Ewwww" x???
Loads of cries echoed across the hall, especially from the female student body.
(A/N What do you think? Good, Bad, Meh?? This scene is the reason this fic started.)
Harry shook his head at their reaction " I have been sorted, show me to the Lord Quarters"
Dumbledore quickly used Occlumency to remain calm otherwise he would have had an ugly expression on his face. He set everything up so that Harry would be in Gryffindor. He had bugged the entire room, but made sure it was as subtle as possible, the listening spells were inside the stone walls and floors. As well as inside the wood. He had painstakingly used Transmutation to make sure everything remained perfect.
Now all of that went right out the window. The brat actually forced the Hat to put him in Ravenclaw. And the Hat's first choice was Slytherin!
"Ehem, the room will be prepared soon, why don't you just sit down and wait for the Sorting to finish" he says with his kind grandfatherly act.
"No. I'd rather go and set up my things in the Lord's Quarters. I will return once I am done" Harry says with a stone face, meaning he won't take no for an answer "Hogwarts house elf!"
POP
A small creature appeared in front of Harry
"How can Blinky be helping you sirs"
"Blinky please take me to the Ravenclaw Lord Quarters"
"Of cores sirs. Blinky can do dat" the little house elf started to walk, Harry followed it and signaled Hope to do the same.
'Hmm, their speech is much worse than my house elves. I guess its something they need to work on.'
~ Reporters Pov
"Harry Potter is the Heir of Slytherin!"
"Big News!!"
"Harry Potter choose Ravenclaw and wants her Secret Library!"
"Potion Master Potter
"The first one to publish this will me ME! Big News Morgan!!"
"The lost Prince returns to his roots"
"Oui. Monsieur Potter sure does love surprising us"
While everybody was excited about this great news. Rita Skitter was quickly scribing down her thoughts " Heir of Slytherin! A New Dark Lord!" She called out but then realized she had said the 'Title' outload. She continued to write in silence
'A Beast as his bodyguard. Monstrous talent! The Birth of Dark Lord Potter! Hahahah the Prophet will be printing this for weeks'
A reporter who was next to her scoffed "As expected of you English. So quick to judge. Mr. Potters reputation couldn't be bigger as a healer and expert potion maker. He might just cleanse Slytherin's horrible reputation"
Rita scowled and raised her chin looking down on the man "Mind your own business, we are reporters the only important thing is for us to sell papers."
The man shook his head and mumbled something about a stupid bint too high on her delusions.
~Snape
Severus Snape was sweating . He was clenching his hands with everything he has
'That was close. I'm so glad I kept my mouth shut. That brat looked so much like James except even more handsome than that stupid bastard and he had eyes that shined brighter than Lily's'
The moment that brat walked in all the hairs on his back stood up. His keen sense of danger that he developed in his service to the Dark Lord told him, the brat was Dangerous. He kept a lid on it, but Severus felt it, power hidden beneath the brat's skin.
'What the hell is Dumbledore thinking! Bringing this freak of nature here.'
He felt the pressure when Harry glanced at him. It was a look that he had felt from the Dark Lord. When someone is debating whether to kill you or not. 'And that bodyguard of his. She was fast. My guess is a werewolf or maybe even a Hybrid. Where the hell did he find one of those monsters. Even the Dark Lord couldn't convince one of them to serve him'
(A/N Hybrids usually Peak at Mid-Class. Which makes them cannon folder in the Supernatural World. But Mid-Class in the Wizarding World is Dumbledore's Level)
~ Quirrelmort
Voldemort was inside Quirrell yet instead of being enraged he was curious.
'Fascinating. How can there be two heirs? Is it because of my half alive state? Or am i really considered dead by magic?
But what are the odds. That damn prophesy. I have no problem with killing anybody who stands in my way. But if I had known she had Slytherin's blood in her, I would have at least spared her. Satisfied Serverus's wish and they would give birth to more Slytherins.'
Quirrelmort looked at Harry Potter. ' But now the prodigal son returns stronger than ever. A great threat. But according to him he has no interest in me. Maybe I can negotiate a ceasefire. And when I get Britain under my control, I'll deal with him then.
~Nymphadora Tonks.
She would never admit it to anybody. But she was very much fangirling in her head right now.
'Hell yes Harry! That was freaking awesome!' Dora's hair was shifting in various colors suppressing the firsties who were looking at the front of the table where the 7th years were sitting.
'Now that's the definition of 'Going at your own pace'. Except Melinda I don't think anybody can tell Harry what he can or can't do. Lord Quarters huh. Must be some fancy beds in there... I wonder if Harry will let me crash once in a while?'
~
After walking out of the Great Hall, Harry asked the Elf to pop him and Hope to the Lord's Quarters. The elf promptly did so.
POP
"Here be the room, sirs" Blinky said while bowing.
The elf had left them in front of a giant portrait of a Medieval Knight.
"Harry we didn't get the password." Hope deadpanned at him.
"I know. I did it on purpose. Do you really thing I will put our security in the hands of a Portrait that can open with just a verbal password?" Harry raised an eyebrow and then walked to the potrait
"I am Sir Thomas Arundell, and you must speak the secret password to gain access to the Lord's Quarters." The knight said in regal tone, his face looked a bit hollow.
"Hmm, how about No" Harry smirked at the portrait as he pointed his wand at it.
Shhhhh
Slowly the Portrait was pealing off the wall.
"Wait! What are you doing! Stop!" Sir Thomas was starting to panic.
Harry just froze the portrait, he didn't want to hear him talk anymore. He carefully removed the connection of the portrait with the room.
Thump
The portrait was completely removed. Harry just threw it over his shoulder with one arm. Hope just sighed and used her speed to rescue the portrait. It hasn't done anything wrong. And it was quite old, it would be a shame if it was destroyed because Harry didn't consider it important. She just leaned the portrait up against a nearby wall.
"Hmmm" Harry was tapping his chin moving his palm across the wall. "Seems simple enough. The runes aren't anything special either, just a simple locking rune cluster. But I'm sure no ordinary seventh year can break this.
Guess it has to be at this level in the first place huh. After all this room is still for students Lords or not. What if one of them had an accident and the professors didn't know the password. They would have to quickly break down the entrance. A student wouldn't be able to do it, but a professor could easily do it. And even if it was an exceptional student like Riddle, he would first have to find the location of the room"
Harry coursed his magic into the wall.
CRACK
And quite literally destroyed the rune cluster. He then just pushed the wall and the 'door' moved inward. And Harry got his first look at the Ravenclaw Lord Quarters.
"Hmmm, not bad"