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November 1994
Ministry of Magic
Cornelius Fudge looked at Andromeda with an expression of annoyance. Though he wanted to berate her, he decided to focus on the more important task.
He ignored her and continued, "To some people, the decisions I have taken and would be taking would appear harsh... but I am also bound by my responsibilities. Sometimes tough decisions are required for the betterment of society as a whole."
Sitting amidst the crowd, Lucius' had an arrogant smirk on his face. Though all this idea came from Dumbledore, he should definitely get more credit as the executioner. With his 'fine' relationship with the minister, convincing him was an easy task.
"I know these kind of decisions should be judged by the Wizengamot.... but in emergency, I must exercise my power. We cannot wait too long for Wizengamot to reach a decision."
He continued further, "The committee will place the findings in front of the council, which will take the final decision. Till then the following orders will remain in effect."
He took a deep breath, "Firstly, The Goblin Nation is ordered to suspend Harry Potter's access to all vaults except his trust vault. They are also directed to recover by any means, any thing taken away from these vaults."
"And, secondly, Harry Potter is suspended from any future council meeting along with his right to vote till Wizengamot takes a decision."
Albus Dumbledore standing in the well was now back to his natural self. With his trademark grandfatherly smile, he had a serene expression on his face. Although he could not magically take back the 5 Lordship of Harry Potter as he had been chosen by magic itself... he would have forcibly restrict all his perks as a Lord. He would be a Lord with no wealth, no votes and no power.
Even though, it would be unfair to Harry Potter, with Lucius' as his aide, he would make it lawful. And Harry could nothing. Going against these orders would mean revolt against the ministry.
Harry had only one option and that was to swallow all his pride and keep quiet.
Minerva, not far away from Dumbledore had an intense expression on her face. She was angry... extremely angry but as Dumbledore had planned she could do nothing.
After, Cornelius finished his orders, silence hung in the air.
The silence was broken by a deep sigh from Harry.
He stood up from his seat and looked towards minister.
"Minister of magic, Cornelius Fudge," he drawled with eyes blazing. Cornelius was taken aback by the fear he felt from a young boy of age 14.
"Do you really think, you can do what you ordered?" Boomed Harry's steely voice.
"You are a fool, a complete idiot," he declared. "Do you think this throne like chair, I am sitting on is for show?"
With this Harry let go all the control he had on his magic. A tremendous magical pressure descended on the Wizarding council. It was so intense, so powerful that half of the weaker wizards and witches were hard pressed to breathe.
Dumbledore was in state of shock at the sheer display of power. He could not believe, a mere boy of 14 years had this much power.
He was not sure if even he could take on Harry Potter?
Harry unbothered continued in slow but forceful tone, "Gryffindor.... Slytherin... Peverell.. all are primordial houses. What I do... what Lord I became has nothing to do with the Wizengamot or the ministry. If you think you have any power over me.... you are fool...."
"Even in this council crumbles... even if a new council is formed my status would remain unchallenged... unless you can challenge the magic itself."
His face formed a grin, "Now there this lady called my Lordship to be fake... to be obtained through trickery or black magic... If this large piece of chair does not convice you, why not give another proof."
Dolores Umbridge snapped back against her chair in fright. Harry's grim eyes were boring in her soul.
He chuckled, "Which house should I test? Maybe Peverell."
Harry raised his Phoenix wand, "I, Harry James Potter, as Lord Peverell declare a blood feud with Dolores Umbridge."
As soon as Harry's oath was completed, two white light flashed covering Harry and Dolores. Magic accepted and confirmed the newly declared blood feud.
"It works," smiled Harry towards Dolores who was shivering in fear.
Harry turned towards Lucius Malfoy, "I understand it has been tough for you, Lord Malfoy but to think that you would live in delusion and ploy a scheme against me... but probably you don't have the brains to do it.. who helped you?"
"You," muttered Lucius in anger pointing his finger towards Harry.
"You must me worried about Black Lordship," continued Harry.
He smiled, "Here, let me show you one more time."
Harry again raised his wand, "I Harry James Potter as Lord Black call back all the debt owned by Black house to Malfoy house, to Crabbe house, to Goyle house and to Nott house. They have 24 hours to return every last knut along with interest. If not paid back, I want the money to be paid in life."
There two screams of "no," before a blinding white light covered 5 people, Harry Potter along with Lucius Malfoy, Lord Crabbe, Lord Goyle and Lord Nott finalising the recalling of debts.
Lucius Malfoy slumped on his chair.
Harry then turned towards Dumbledore. The old man's smile had vanished and anxiety was written all over his face. He was having a very very bad feeling that, something very very bad was coming in his direction.
Harry turned towards Dumbledore, "Albus Dumbledore, from the first day of first year at Hogwarts till my last day of third year... you were someone whom I looked up to. I somehow thought you to be a man of kindness, a man of empathy, a man of wisdom... Alas! I was too naive and innocent to understand all your manipulations."
"You really are a crooked man, Albus Dumbledore," said Harry.
He continued further, "You must be definitely worried about Gryffindor and Slytherin Lordship."
"Let me show you," added Harry with an evil smirk.
It took few moments for Dumbledore to register what was about to happen before he ran towards Harry, "No..."
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