"That was rude."
I watched as the people in Dumbledore's cramped office stared at me in shock. I shrugged before continuing.
"Like I said, you could just ask me what you want to know."
"Die mudblood scum!!!!"
I rolled my eyes and held up a hand, the red faced man froze mid cast at a familiar green spell.
"This is getting rather annoying so here, let me do you lot a favor."
I snapped my finger and the man who I assumed was Lord Lestrange exploded into blood and gore. A few people screamed, one of the aurors even fainted. Dumbledore's eyes bulged as he was splattered with viscera and shredded tissue.
With another snap of my finger I brought Lord Lestrange back as if nothing had happened. The only evidence that he had turned into a human water balloon was the blood still splattered around the office.
He had a look of confusion on his face, he glared at me before raising his wand again.
"MUDBLOOD FI- ARGHHH!"
I vaporized the idiot again covering everyone with more blood. Another snap brought him back.
"Theseus my boy I think you've made your point."
I looked at Dumbledore who was busy vanishing the blood from his robes and beard. Once he finished he cleaned the rest of the visitors before looking at me.
"I am-"
"Stuff a sock in it Dumbledore. Your grandfatherly disappointment spiel doesn't work on me."
"Tell me why I shouldn't drag you to Azkaban this instant."
I looked at the slightly younger Moody who somehow still had both legs and grinned.
"As if you or anyone in this world could possibly hope to stop me."
"Awfully confident aren't you boy?"
"Do you want to experience what dear old Lestrange felt when I turned him into a red mist?"
Everyone shuddered. "I didn't think so… let me make myself very clear. I am above all of you. This is not to brag about my blood status in any way. That's just a fact. I wasn't planning on exposing myself like this as this was supposed to be a relaxing time for me where I would attend school and make friends like a normal teenage boy. But noooo, your dumbass offspring had the audacity to plan an abduction of three students, two of which they were planning to rape before killing."
"Why should we believe you mudblood?"
"Found your balls eh Lestrange? I could have sworn they flew out the window after the last time I vaporized you."
"Lies, tricks! It was but an illusion! Your kind is beneath us, what power you have you must have stolen from us purebloods."
"Wow, did all of you hear that? Lestrange, that has got to be the dumbest fucking thing that has come out of your mouth."
"Face me like a man you coward! Hiding behind your illusions."
"Is this guy for real? Maybe I forgot to put your brain back together," I raised my hand to snap my fingers again. Only to be stopped by Dumbledore. "At least dear old Albie here has some common sense."
"What sort of spell was that Theseus?"
"Spell? Oh you mean when I valorized Lord Twatface here? That wasn't a spell. I simply willed him to be nothing more than minced meat and red mist."
"That's very dark magic you're casting my bo-"
"Albus I'm starting to lose what little patience I have. Let me just speed this along yeah? My name is Theseus, I am over seven hundred years old, I can travel through worlds, I am literally a god of creation, a title unwittingly given to me by primordial beings after I slaughtered dozens of other gods for threatening my family. Does that answer everyone's questions?"
The blonde haired man shook his head, "I care not for the nonsensical things you say. I came here for retribution for my son who you attacked."
"Lord Malfoy I assume?" He nodded. "With all due respect, you would be better off disowning the brat."
"Stand and face me mudblo-"
This time I didn't vaporize him, I just turned him inside out with a lazy wave before banishing him out of the open window. It had happened so fast that only Albus noticed sighing again trying to give off an air of benevolent disappointment.
"I must, for the honor of the Most Noble House of Malfoy."
I sighed, "Very well. What do you want?"
"An honor duel, here and now."
"Okay."
"Theseus my boy, you are not ready for such a-"
"Dumbledore." I glared at him. "And I mean this in the nicest way possible. Keep your fucking nose out of my business."
Everyone in the room staggered as I released a fraction of my divinity. Abraxas Malfoy paled but held his ground. Looking at me defiantly with his head held high.
"You have two hours, Malfoy, make peace with your family and get your affairs in order. You have lived your last day."