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Chapter 6
Arcturus, Mithas, Andromeda, Amelia, Croaker, Augusta, Sirius, Remus, Ragnok, Yuri, and Harry were sitting in a very opulent sitting room, filled with antique sofas and couches. The room was quite shocking as it wasn't gold and crimson as everyone expected of Gryffindor, but in fact a beautiful aquamarine mixed with cooler blue colours. Truly the massive recreation chamber of Gryffin Keep was not at all what everyone expected.
"How long until Madam Pennywise and Madam Marchbanks arrives Harry?" Remus asked with impatience.
"Not long. Nicholas has already picked them up. They should be here soon. They are just watching the introduction video."
"Why can't I contact Master Flamel?" Croaker asked with a frown causing Yuri, Harry and Remus to chuckle. Croaker looked confused at the reaction, so he asked, "What is so funny?"
"Croaker, you have been pestering him ever since you returned from Tartarus. Nicholas got annoyed and blocked you from direct contact. Every message you send is being collected in a database for Nicholas to review later."
"That's just not fair. He said that I could contact him anytime I needed!" Croaker complained causing Arcturus to grouse out, "Man up you great moron. Who in their right minds would not block you if you keep disturbing them every other moment of the day!"
Croaker was about to complain when a butler walked into the room followed by Nicholas, Marchbanks and Pennywise. Both women had looks of awe and shock on their faces, but both curtsied to the distinguished group in greeting.
"Sir, I have brought your guests as you asked. Shall I have dinner served?"
"That's ok 2210, you may go now. I will inform you when dinner is to be served."
"As you wish milady!" 2210 said as he walked out of the room.
"2210, such a strange name." Pennywise commented causing most of the people to grin.
"That, Madam Pennywise, is a Human Form Replicator, Protocol Model P-2210. You can consider him to be a very advanced animation, with limited sentience, much like the Sorting Hat is." Harry explained as he displayed a holographic blueprint of the internal structure of 2210.
"Incredible. They are completely loyal and has no chance to rebel, aren't they?" Marchbanks asked with a frown.
"That's right Madam Marchbanks. Since the Nova Alterans are so few in number, I decided to design this latest model nanite HFR's to serve us in all the different capacities as needed. In fact, the guards that came with me to the Solstice Meeting were also HFRs. The G-Model series to be exact."
"Can they be controlled by charms, potions and curses?"
"They have no organic portions, so potions and poisons are ineffective. Charms and curses are another thing. Their minds are highly advanced quantum neural pathways that simulate our brains, which I have recently developed. Because their minds are similar to ours in structure, but stronger, most of the weaker charms and curses are completely ineffective. The more complex charms cause a moment of indecision but easily countered. Only the Imperious Curse seems to have a prolonged response, but even then it is a freezing up while the curse if fought off. I doubt any being can take control of one of my HFR's, especially the P-Model series and the X-Model Series."
"So there is no chance of them being controlled?" Pennywise asked with interest.
"None what so ever. In fact, all HFR have an inbuilt sensor dedicated to the detection of the Imperious Curse, so if anyone around you is Imperioused, they will be restrained and the proper authorities promptly notified."
"That's impressive, can I get a couple for the department?" Croaker asked with excitement.
Harry sighed in annoyance before stating, "Contact the Merchant Department at Tartarus. They will give you the price. Let me tell you, as a Civilian, you only have access to the G-Series and the P-Series and a single model is quite expensive."
"Why the hell are they so pricy?" Croaker asked in shock as he checked the prices of one of each model. "You lot can produce the raw nanites from energy alone, so why?"
"The power source is a Nano Nyx Reactor. Not to mention, while the nanites are nearly cost free to produce, the assembling of a HFR is quite resource intensive. We can't always assign manufacturing resources to HFR production at the cost of other projects." Harry explained causing Croaker to look annoyed.
"Algeron, quite your grumbling. If you want one, just order one and be sure to be ready to pay the price." Augusta scolded her brother.
"A simple P-Series cost five thousand credits Augusta, that is equivalent to nearly fifteen thousand galleons." Croaker grumbled causing many to look startled at the cost.
"How are you even going to convert galleons to credits?" Sirius asked with confusion.
"Through Gringotts of course. We convert Muggle currencies to galleons and vice versa, so why not to alliance standard credits? For more information, contact the Gringotts Banking Site for those who have a WNA and those without, you can contact the new Galactic Liaison Office."
"Good for business, eh Ragnok?" Harry asked with a grin.
"Very good, after all we still charge standard rates."
"Alright, let's get to the point of this meeting…" Arcturus said causing everyone to nod.
"I am thinking of restarting the Potter-Longbottom Alliance, but we shall be including Black into the alliance as well. The house of Marchbanks was already in the alliance, so I would like to state that you are welcome to re-join at your leisure. As for the houses of Pennywise, Greengrass and the rest of the High Council Seats, I and Madam Longbottom, as acting representative of House Longbottom, invite you all to join the alliance at your discretion."
Augusta nodded in agreement with Harry as she stated, "It would be an honour to call you all allies! Please consider our offer."
"You can take time to consider the proposal. Just be sure to decide by the winter solstice. We would like to know who are our allies, who are our rivals and who are neutral." Harry stated with a solemn tone.
"I don't need to prolong the decision. I have already made up my mind to join the Potter-Longbottom Alliance as an equal. May I suggest a change in name to the Alteran Alliance?" Arcturus stated with an uncharacteristic grin.
"Madam Longbottom?" Harry asked getting a nod from the old woman.
"As you wish Lord Black. As of this moment, welcome to the newly renamed Alteran Alliance as an equal partner."
"Our two races have been allies for millennia, so I see no reason not to join."
"Welcome to the Alliance as an equal, Hordemaster Ragnok."
"The pleasure is mine Lord Emrys."
"Harry, Madam Longbottom, Lord Black; I shall join as well." Remus stated with a smile.
"Then welcome Mr Lupin as an equal." Lord Black greeted.
"I wish to take some more time to consider the offer, but I will state that you have my unconditional support as long as your propositions and beliefs are progressive and not harmful to the general populace." Madam Pennywise stated with a regal expression.
"As you wish Madam Pennywise." Harry stated and turned to Mithas, who just smile and stated, "It would be an honour to join the Alteran Alliance Lord Emrys. Thank you for the offer."
"Then welcome Lord Greengrass." Harry stated with a nod in Mithas' direction.
After a few moments of silence, Arcturus spoke up, "What's the agenda for dealing with Dumbledore? He is still quite powerful."
"Slow and systematic deconstruction of his meticulous reputation with the masses and the light faction. I am sure that the neutral and dark factions will not care either way though." Harry stated with a confident grin.
"That they won't boy. That they won't. So what the first phase of the operation?"
"Truly uncle, that is already underway. The press conference was the start. Now that the sharks have smelled blood, they will ravenously rip apart any and all sources of information to get to the truth. From time to time, let's just say that someone will be throwing scraps to them."
"Ah, I understand. The old timed information dumps. With proper timing, you will let the furore die down slightly before throwing oil back into the fire to stir it to higher levels. Ingenious. That's the Black blood flowing through you. No doubt about it!" Arcturus exclaimed with a grin.
"Now to the main event, Uncle, after you become the Minister, we need to force retrials of the Death Eaters, both acquitted and sentenced. There may have been more foul play afoot than we know of." Harry stated with a sad frown as Yuri rubbed his back in a comforting gesture.
"I will do all I can, but you are and the rest of the High Council will have to help me. Even as the minister, I would have trouble doing some things without getting caught in a political crossfire."
"Oberoth we have a Lantean signature ship approaching."
"Put it up on screen!" Oberoth said as a large holographic screen appeared. "Give me specifications."
"Sir, while the ship has Lantean signature, though barely, its design is completely different. Our scanners aren't penetrating the hull. The only information we are getting is the higher than expected output for a Stellar Matter Generator. I assume it is using a Potentia Power Plant as its power source."
Oberoth nodded as he manipulated the screen a bit to show more details from their scanners. The ship was far too different from the Aurora Class Capital Ships that the Lanteans uses. For one, the ships weren't the bulky spear shaped vessels that they were accustomed to seeing. The ship was instead quite the opposite. It was sleek. Very much so, to the point that even without the anti-gravity drives, the ship would pierce through the atmosphere with near zero resistance. At mid stage, four triangular wing like protrusions formed that curved backwards before tapering off to a point. From what the visual scanners picked up, a large cannon of some kind, probably mass driver from the magnetic coils they could see, was attached to the bottom of the hull at a quarter way down from the fore of the ship. Point defence turrets seemed to be standard Lantean Laser Emplacements. They didn't see any possible ports hiding Drone Launchers, but they may be hidden.
"Unknown Ship, you are entering Ashuran Sovereign Space. Halt and state your business before we treat you as hostile and attack with extreme prejudice!" Oberoth stated, broadcasting on an open channel.
After a few moments, Oberoth was about to issue the order to attack but the sudden appearance of the hologram a young boy with messy black hair and emerald green eyes wearing the traditional robes of the Lantean High Chancellor stopped him.
"Greetings Oberoth. I am Harry of the House of Emrys. As you may have guessed, I am also the present High Chancellor of the descendants of your creators, the Lanteans. We call ourselves the Nova Alterans. I am here to right a wrong that my ancestor High Chancellor Moros and his council had perpetrated against your peoples. I can understand that if you are bitter about their decision of abandonment and later destruction of your kind, but please listen before you decide to act. May I proceed with the proposal?"
All the Asurans in the Chamber were surprised at the offer and the identity of the unknown ship, but some started to sneer. Oberoth was about to decline permission when Niam, another councillor stated, "We should hear him out Oberoth. They are organic mortals, not machines like us. They are prone to making mistakes. If his wishes are undo the mistakes of his ancestors and accept us, they why protest?"
Oberoth glared at Niam for a few moments before stating, "I know that you would prefer to work with whoever would allow you to reach Ascension, but I feel that it can be a mistake to trust Lanteans or Nova Alterans as they call themselves now. But, I will humour you. If this High Chancellor is true to his words, then it is all the better. It will allow us to fulfil our mission with much more ease."
"Thank you for considering Oberoth." Niam stated as he stepped back so that Oberoth could contact the Nova Alteran High Chancellor.
"High Chancellor Harry. I am Oberoth, the High Chancellor of the Asurans and the eldest. I have decided to hear out your offer before acting. If you like, we can meet at a neutral place of your choosing within the Pegasus Galaxy. I would just request that I get a few hours to brief my Council before the meeting and prepare an entourage. At this moment only I and Councillor Niam are present while the rest are spread out amongst the stars, leading teams on investigating the Wraith." Oberoth stated as he appeared in a hologram.
"That is a grantable request High Chancellor Oberoth. I will give you exactly six Terran hours to arrange your delegate. After wards, meet me and my Councillor of Defence, Admiral Kozlov on Doranda. I will be waiting." Harry stated with nod.
"Then I shall take my leave."
"Before you go, may I send over the XO of the ship, Alcatraz to you. He is Mark II Nanite HFR Executive Model. I believe that his input would help you understand my offer. Which is simple. An overview is that I will remove the aggression codes and the codes that prevent individuality which will in turn make you completely sentient allowing you to Ascend if you wish."
"A generous offer High Chancellor. I agree to your request. Please send Alcatraz over in five minutes. Please be sure that he is unarmed."
"Of course. Alcatraz, you've heard the man. Go replace your weapons in the Armoury and be ready to leave." Alcatraz just nodded as he disappeared from the bridge in the flash of a matter transporter array. Turning back to Oberoth, Harry stated with a smile, "I hope you consider Alcatraz's words carefully. I would hate for a war to break out between our people. After all sentience is something to be revered, no matter the origins."
Alcatraz was quite sad to see the stagnation amongst the Asurans. From what he was able to gather, they only emulated the late Lanteans and that too quite inefficiently. From what his sensors picked up, their Potentia Power Plants produced 20% less power than standard. Not to mention that their subspace communications hubs were quite slow and congested. How they could survive with such slow and congested communications lines he and his fellow Mark II will never know.
"Alcatraz was it?" A male form Asuran asked as he walked up to the XO of the Griffon. The Asuran sorted short blonde hair and blue eyes.
"That's right. Who do I have the pleasure be acquainted with?"
"I am Councillor Niam. I would like to discuss somethings with you. My fellow Councillors had already decided their answer before you even arrived, I on the other hand am undecided. If you would be kind enough to indulge a few of my queries?"
Alcatraz narrowed his eyes before nodding. Niam nodding in return before walking away with Alcatraz following. They walked through hallways and up and down many elevators before finally reaching Niam's private quarters. As soon as he walked in, Alcatraz noticed the presence of a few other Asuran HFR's.
"I must ask; do you have a way to contact High Chancellor Harry without alerting the rest of Asuras?"
Alcatraz frowned as he asked, "May I ask why?"
"Because he is in grave danger. The Asurans are broken into two Factions. There is Oberoth's faction which wishes to end the Wraith and revenge themselves against our creators. Then there is my faction. We wish to ascend. Oberoth is planning to capture the High Chancellor, infect him with nanites and then transform him into one of us. Please alert him, if you can."
"Because of the subspace links between you and the rest of the Asurans, I am sure that everyone knows of you and your faction's betrayal. Oberoth may have already changed his plans." Alcatraz stated with a cool tone while in the back ground, he was slowly identifying the rest of Niam's faction on the Asuran Network and tagging them. When the time came, they would be excluded from the purge.
"We all keep our private thoughts to ourselves. It is the only way we could emulate full sentience. Oberoth and his faction doesn't know of our betrayal. We just ask that in return, we be spared from the impending wrath." Naim stated as a female Asuran nodding in agreement.
"Niam is right. We just wish to ascend. Nothing more."
"Then I can assure you that Ascension is within your grasp. One of the prototype Mark II Nanite HFR's had accidentally achieved ascension. Her id was X-0003, but now she goes by Althea. Before Althea it was believed that Ascension was as state of biological evolution. Now we know that it is a state of sentience and awareness of the universe. It even shocked the other biological Ascended."
"So it is possible for us to ascend as well?" Niam asked with surprise.
"Very easy. If I wish to, I could ascend right this moment, but I have decided that I would only ascend on the cusp of destruction or after I have served for ten thousand years. Whichever comes first."
"Why?"
"Simple Niam. I was created to help the fledgling Nova Alterans rise back to prominence. But we weren't programmed with limitations. While we have morality protocols, we aren't required to follow them. We have free will. Our payment is in standard credits, which we can use to gain access to more esoteric building materials and upgrades. We are as free as any other biological Nova Alteran. If we break the laws, we will be treated as any other criminal. Do you understand my implications?"
Niam and the rest of the Asurans nodded in understanding. "We understand. You and your generation were given the right to exist as free beings. I wish we were given the same opportunity. Anyway, can you please alert the High Chancellor?"
"He and Admiral Kozlov already predicted it. I am the contingency."
Niam and the rest looked alarmed at the statement. "What do you mean Alcatraz?"
"Simple, I have already taken over the Asuran Network. I am after all far more advanced than your generation. I have been given permission to handle the situation as I wish. If Oberoth tries something, let's just say he and hs loyal follower will fall apart."
"What about us?"
"You and your people will be excluded. After which your codes will be modified to include the new generation codes that will allow you full sentience and later the choice of ascension. If you decide to join the Nova Alterans, you may choose any profession you wish. With your choice, your body will be modified to standards for that profession. My own body contains unique solid state equipment and a separate power source for my inbuilt shield generators."
"Thank you for the information Alcatraz. I speak for everyone when I say that we would like to join the Nova Alteran Nation!" Niam exclaimed with excitement. The rest of the Asurans nodding in agreement.
"Very well. Tagging of your people is accomplished. I will now set exclusions to the tagged Asurans. Just wait until the meeting time. You will see your fellow Asurans falling apart into nanites which will later be recycled for other purposes. Their memories deleted. I hope you don't find my decision too harsh."
No one dared to question Alcatraz's decision. First because they didn't really have any emotional connection with the rest and the second was because they didn't wish to lose this chance to ascend.
Harry and Nikolai were sitting on a large chintz sofa set in front of the Astria Porta on Doranda sipping on bottles of Butter Beer. It was a novel item to the Nova Alterans as it was not something that they could just materialize with their food replicators. Butter Beer was a minor alcoholic substance that was a common beverage for the underage Witches and Wizards in England. Because of its magical origins, to be viable, it need to be infused with Zero Point Energy at specific phases of production, something that was infeasible with replicators. They present source was Ragnok who was making a mint selling the suddenly popular beverage to the Alliance.
Nikolai finished his third bottle and placed it on the hover tray in front of them, before looking at Harry with an amused expression. "You know; I still find it quite funny how the Nox tend to get drunk on such low alcohol content."
Harry chuckled as he placed his now empty fourth bottle on the tray and said, "It is quite funny, especially the sight of the usually composed and calm Lya acting out. Poor Antaeus was shocked by his wife's behaviour. It was a good thing that we prevented Nafreyu from indulging in it. I am afraid that it would have been harmful for a young Nox."
Nikolai nodded with a grim expression, "That's true. None of us expected such poor tolerance to alcohol, but then again, it was something that they rarely indulged in, and their variants are quite mild with less than 3% concentration volume by volume ratio."
Harry nodded but before he could comment, the Astria Porta activated. Standing up, Harry waved his hand the sofa set to disappear and in its place a large wooden table appeared with high backed seats for all the incoming Asuran Councillors.
"Greetings High Chancellor Harry. It is a pleasure to meet you face to face!" Oberoth stated as he extended his right hand. Harry was about to shake his hand when Alcatraz subtly shook his head. Narrowing his eyes, Harry mentally activated the quantum phasing device on his belt.
The small spike of energy was all Oberoth and the rest of the Asurans sensed before Oberoth's hand passed through Harry's. Before the surprised Asurans could react, they felt their bodies freezing up only leaving their faces, throats and eyes free.
"That was not a gesture of peace Oberoth. Here I come to undo the mistakes of my ancestors and you try to infect me with nanites in hope of transforming me into one of you. I was right to send Alcatraz to you. He is after all the eldest of the Mark II HFR's, and one of the best in cyber warfare. As of now, your codes will be deleted and your nanites recycled for other purposes."
"How dare you do this! You are no better than your ancestors!" Oberoth screamed in anger.
Harry, Nikolai and Alcatraz ignored the rotund Asuran as Alcatraz stated, "High Chancellor, there is a faction among the Asurans that only wish to achieve Ascension like Althea did. They have decided to join us. In return of teaching them to Ascend, they will help bring our once great Nation back to prominence."
"That is very good news Alcatraz. I believe that you wish to aid them in restructuring their code and integrating into our nation?"
Alcatraz nodded before frowning. Turning to Oberoth, Alcatraz stated with a cold tone, "You will find that you lot are cut off from direct access to the link. Only Niam's faction is free to do as they please, aren't you Councillor?"
"I find your humour quite lacking Alcatraz, but you are correct. I wish to apologize for my extremist kin High Chancellor. I and my people will abide with your decision; thought I would suggest that you hurry. Even if Alcatraz is much more advanced than us, even his immense mental capacities can be overwhelmed given due time."
Harry nodded to Niam and said, "I agree with you Councillor, but I wish to give Oberoth and his faction another chance. So Oberoth are you willing to give up on your misplaced anger and be integrated with the Nova Alterans?"
"I and my people will never serve your kind again! And you Niam, you and your followers are traitors. When I am free, you all will be reset! You lot will follow my commands without complaint. That I can promise you!"
"Very well, Alcatraz finish it. It is quite sad when so many near sentient beings are destroyed. All of you had so much potential as well." Harry said with a sad sigh. Niam and another female Asuran watched the rest of the Asurans with sad expressions while Nikolai was as stoic as a rock.
Alcatraz nodded before stating, "Initializing Purge! Estimated time for completion, thirty seconds!"
Everyone nervously waited while Oberoth tried to squirm free. After the stated time elapsed, Alcatraz stated, "Initialization complete. Shall I execute purge code sir?"
Harry nodded causing Alcatraz to sigh and state, "Purge commencing in… Three… Two… One… Purge code Executed, estimated time of effect, three minutes!"
Harry, Nikolai, Niam, the female Asuran named Chrona and Alcatraz sat down on five of the seats and waited. As they waited, they talked about inconsequential things. Things like how the Asurans developed after that fateful decision. How they waged war against the Wraith. How the Nova Alterans were progressing beyond the limits of their ancestors. How the Nova Alterans were more inclined to involve themselves with younger races than their ancestors. And most of all how Harry and the rest the Nova Alteran Council wished to handle the Wraith problem without genocide.
When the time was up, Alcatraz alerted the rest causing them to look at the frozen Asurans. In front of their eyes, the Asurans collapsed into piles of silver dust. The remains of the nanites that forged their bodies. Standing up, Harry turned to Niam and stated, "Until now, there haven't been any HFR's interested in joining the Council. I would hope that you will be willing to join the Nova Alteran Council to represent the rights of the Sentient HFR's, after your codes are updated of course."
"I would be honoured, but wont the rest of the Sentient Mark II HFR's complain?"
"You will only be temporary. In about five years, Asuran time, we will hold a general election for your people. Then they can vote someone else in if you are uncomfortable. But know that there will be two HFR Councillors, one for Civilian affairs and the other for Military and Security affairs. I hope you don't mind that I am offering you the Civilian Post?"
"I would prefer to hold the civilian post. Who shall be the other?"
"I would prefer it to be Alcatraz, but he threatened me with going on strike if he was pulled into politics." Harry stated with a grin directed towards Alcatraz.
"You know my standing. I do not wish to join politics until I have reached my goal!"
"Yes, become an Admiral. You are still quite inexperienced. Your promotion is in my hands Alcatraz. Just keep working hard and you will become Captain in a couple of years. After that, I will see how you handle your increased duties."
"Of course Admiral Kozlov. My existence is validated by serving the Fleet!" Alcatraz stated with pride.
"As you can see, Alcatraz takes his duties to the Fleet to the extreme, so until the general elections, there won't be another HFR helping you."
"I understand. If you wish, I can try to convince Alcatraz to join the High Council."
Harry chuckled as he stated, "If you can, that would be great. If not, a Military and Security HFR Councillor is not really required until a war begins, so their job would be quite boring."
"Alcatraz, we shall be leaving now. How long will do you believe it will take you to help the Asurans update their codes and integrate into our society?"
"I estimate a month sir. I will send Tartarus a pick up request when I am done. Shall the gate be upgraded to a fourth generation model sir? Then I can have it become an Intergalactic Dialling one."
"No need. And don't send a for a pick up. I want you and an engineering corps to head to Atlantis and raise it to the surface. Replace the exhausted potentia and then contact Tartarus. We shall start repairs and upgrades to it."
"As you wish sir. I just hope Captain Hanabi doesn't dirty the interior of the ship while I am gone. I swear that without me, the ship would be a pig sty!" Harry chuckled as he nodded before turning to Niam.
"Niam, it was nice meeting you and Chrona. I will be seeing you in a month. I hope you will be on Atlantis with Alcatraz to greet me and some of my friend?"
"Of course High Chancellor. It would be my pleasure. Besides it would be a novel experience to visit a place long though lost."
Harry nodded before he and Kozlov vanished in flashes and hums of matter transporter arrays. Soon after, Alcatraz and the two reaming Asurans dialled Asuras and walked through the stable portal, but not before collecting the discarded and deactivated nanites.
"We have to do something Lucius. Your man will never win the elections, not with Black taking part with the support of the High Council. None of the Wizengamot would want to anger either Emrys or Black."
"I know Theodore, but what do you expect me to do? Hire some mercenary to assassinate Black and Emrys?"
"That's not a bad idea Lucius. Theo, don't you have connection with that illegal Assassination Guild in Hungary? Will they be willing to take the job?"
"I doubt they would be willing to take this job Yaxley. There are rumours that the Guild was created by a Black. There is also the fact that Emrys is also the head of Le Fay house. The Guild's witches worship Le Fay, and would take offense." Theodore said with a frown.
"May be, we don't need to hire an assassin. We just imperious one of the Dark Lord's sympathizers into doing our bidding. I would suggest Umbridge."
"And kill two birds with one stone, right? She takes out Black and Emrys then I kill her citing that by virtue of my marriage to Narcissa, my honour demands that I avenge the House of Black. I believe that even Sirius would agree with me on that count. All the while, it opens the path for you to become head of Control of Magical Creatures, right McNair?"
"Did you just use legilimency on me Lucius?" McNair asked with a chuckle before speaking with a serious tone, "You are right there, but there is another reason. Umbridge may be sympathetic to the Dark Lord's cause, but she is more of a lone wolf. She would use the Dark Lord's patronage to her further her own agenda and position in society. I will never allow such a low born witch go against us!"
"I see your point McNair. There is also the fact that her Anti-Werewolf Sentiments anger Fenrir Greyback and his pack. I remember the Dark Lord promising equality for them under his reign, but her policies would only anger and alienate them. Recently, Greyback accused me of going against the Dark Lord's promise to his pack."
"That's a dangerous allegation Lucius. If the Dark Lord returns to hear that we haven't done anything to support Greyback and his pack, he would be very much displeased with us." Theodore said with a nervous expression.
"Not to mention that we would not stand a chance if Greyback decides to attack us with his full pack. Remember what he did to the McKinnon's?"
"That is something none of us will ever forget Parkinson. Fifteen strong and some of the best duellers the world had seen, completely ripped to shreds within a few hours. The worst thing was that Greyback only lost three of his pack."
"Let us not waste time reminiscing about the past Yaxley. McNair, are you sure that Umbridge would be vulnerable enough to put her under the imperious?"
"That I do Malfoy. By tomorrow evening, Delores Umbridge would be our wand against Black and Emrys." McNair stated with certainty.
"Good, be careful that you don't get caught. We don't want then to reopen our cases."
"That is an inevitable conclusion Lucius. With the High Council forcing a review of all decisions made by Bagnold and Crouch, our cases are going to be reopened for examination whether we like it or not. The only advantage we would have is if Fudge gets in office." Yaxley stated with a glare.
"Be that as it may, we don't need them to re-examine them too soon. McNair, make sure that Umbridge kills Black and Emrys during the meeting. There is no other time suitable for it. I will place myself within the visitors stands such that I will have a clean shot towards her. A quick reducto to the head will do I reckon."
"That it will. I will see about being placed with the on duty Aurors to cover you as well. I can easily kill her with a killing curse and none would question it as she would have attacked a member of the High Council, wh…"
"Which carries with it an immediate death penalty by any means necessary. That is a good idea Yaxley."
"Emrys used the laws to his advantage. Why shouldn't we?" All the gathered men released a dark chuckle at the statement before drinking from the glasses of Fire Whiskey in their hands in a silent toast in hope of a successful venture.
Harry, Yuri, Remus, Ragnok, Arcturus, Sirius and Andromeda were heading towards the Wizengamot Chambers when Harry frowned. Waving his hands, a shimmering energy field appeared before disappearing around the group drawing curious gazes from the others.
"What's the matter Harry?"
Harry looked at his wife with an angry glare before he took a deep breath, calming himself. After he was calm, Harry stated with a cold tone, "There seems to be an Assassination Attempt on Uncle and me prepared by some of the acquitted Death Eaters. Too bad they didn't know that I have had one of the G-Models scan the memories of suspect individuals as they passed the doors to the chamber."
"Who?" Arcturus asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Lucius Malfoy, Theodore Nott, Thomas Parkinson, Walden McNair and Corban Yaxley. They plan on imperiousing Delores Umbridge, the present head of the Department of Control of Magical Creatures."
"What are you going to do Harry? Umbridge may be a hag, but she is innocent in this." Remus stated with a frown.
"The problem is that she would gladly do it if she would be able to get away with it. In fact, Umbridge and McNair are working together at the moment. She plans to use the Pureblood Protections Act to prevent being dosed by Veritaserum while claiming to be under the Imperious, which will be true either way. A double protection if you will."
"Not unless we use the authority of the High Council to overturn the law." Remus stated with a small grin before the grin grew larger and as he said, "Besides the law protects from the use of Veritaserum, we have a device to extract and show all memories of the target. That isn't covered by the law."
"That's a good idea Remus. Luckily I always carry one of them with me." Harry said causing Sirius and Ramus to chortle while the girls were giggling. Only Arcturus was silent but if one looked carefully, they would notice the small smirk adorning his face.
"How are we going to play this one Harry?" Arcturus asked as Harry dispelled the privacy wards.
"The shield generators everyone is wearing will easily absorb seven Killing Curses at the same time before needing to regenerate. We just let the Curses hit and then take her down."
"And then we extract her memories and display them to the whole Wizengamot. We air every dirty little secret she has along with her accomplices and bam, we have ourselves some ambitious idiots."
"You have been spending too much time with Silverfang again." Yuri mused with a grin.
"You have to agree that the Furling way to handle enemies I quite swift and easy."
Ragnok chuckled before stating, "I approve of the way."
"You are a Furling Ragnok, of course you would approve," Yuri stated causing Ragnok chuckled and state, "That I am!"
"Are you sure that this will work McNair? I don't know why you decided to bring her into the plan instead of using her like we originally planned, but if she betrays us, you will have my intense displeasure."
"Do you really thing I would lift the Imperious before having her commit suicide. She doesn't know yet, but she is a dead woman. I added a bit of powdered Bicorn Horn to her morning tea. That will be in her system for a few more days. I will have her drink some Gilliwater. You know who toxic that combination becomes."
Lucius smirked as he said, "That's quite the plan McNair. Powdered Bicorn Horn is sometimes added to herbal tea to increase the potency of the herbal brews, so the autopsy would write it off as an accidental case of poisoning."
"It seems that Flamel has taken his place, but I don't see Emrys and the rest. Do you thing they will arrive soon?"
"They will McNair. No doubt about it. Emrys and Black would not miss this meeting for the world."
The doors to the chamber slammed open as Harry, Ragnok, Yuri, Remus, Sirius, Andromeda and Arcturus walked into the chambers. Sirius separated to head to the stands, while Ragnok, Andromeda, Yuri and Remus took their assigned seats. Surprisingly, Harry and Arcturus headed towards Chief Warlock Ogden, giving Delores a perfect chance to curse them both.
"Chief Warlock, I would like to officially submit a new agenda to you for your consideration at your leisure." Harry stated as he handed over a stack of parchment to Ogden who took the stack and read the summary page before nodding.
"I will take a look at them tonight. Is this urgent?"
"Not really, it can wait for the next scheduled meeting." Harry stated as he stepped back and let Arcturus approach the Chief Warlock.
"Ogden, here is my paperwork to become an official candidate for the position of Minister of Magic. I hope all is in order?"
Ogden quickly read the forms before nodding to Arcturus stating, "All seems to be in order Lord Black. Are you going to be taking your seat on the Wizengamot or sitting with the other candidates?"
"The candidates."
"Very well. You can stand to the side of the moment while we wait for the rest of the candidates."
"So who else put their names in?" Harry asked causing Ogden to chuckle and say, "I think you already know Lord Emrys, but for the record, other than Black, only Fudge and Scrimgeour. Fudge is the present Undersecretary to Minister Bagnold and Scrimgeour is a Senior Auror. Personally, I would prefer Black as the minister. There are rumours that Fudge takes bribes and Scrimgeour is a bit of a political animal who makes bad judgement calls when under pressure."
"I am surprised anyone had the courage to stand against Uncle."
"You are underestimating the general populaces hunger for power. The wizards and witches from the lower houses and the muggleborn tend to be the most power hungry. Just look at history."
"Now that's something I have to agree with. History has shown that those with little power tend to strive for more Lord Emrys… Madam Umbridge, are you feeling alright?" Ogden asked when he saw Umbridge stand up with a vacant expression and turn her wand towards the trio.
Arcturus and Harry narrowed their eyes and turned only to see Umbridge cast a blast of Fiendfyre at the trio causing Arcturus to panic and jump out of the path of the flames while tackling Ogden with him. All around the chamber, everyone screamed as the doors sealed shut and a white shimmering glow encompassed the walls.
"HARRY!" Yuri, Sirius, Andromeda, Mithas and Remus screamed in horror as the young lord was engulfed within the sentient hell fire. The Aurors stationed in the room quickly stunned Umbridge and moved forward to handle the shifting cursed flames when bright bluish white flames erupted from inside the Fiendfyre, that had taken the form of a large serpent.
The dark reddish orange flaming serpent recoiled as a larger serpent of bluish white flames erupted from between its coils, snarling at the Fiendfyre construct. Most didn't recognize the spell Harry was using, but one of the Traditionalists remembered hearing of this very spell. He remembered the description of the spell from his time as the Director of the DMLE. He remembered well the report Theseus Scamander submitted of that fateful raid in France.
The Seraphfyre spell. The counterpart of Fiendfyre. Sentient flames that would pass judgement on all under the criterion the caster set, like an Archangel doing the bidding of God. A spell that was banned because of the potential damage it could do if it went out of control. Now, that very spell was conjured to combat against its counterpart.
Everyone watched with awe as Harry's eyes glowed emerald green while he waved his hands about controlling the Seraphfyre he had conjured to corral the Fiendfyre into the centre of the chambers before the serpent collapsed into multiple tendrils of blueish white flames that wrapped around the morphing Fiendfyre, easily restraining it.
With a snap of his fingers, Harry had the Seraphfyre constrict before both flames collapsed into a small ball of raging reddish orange and blueish white flames. Everyone watched the two flames fight for dominance before the ball suddenly shrunk and the flames extinguished themselves, leaving behind a ball of compressed air. With another wave of his hands, a spherical barrier formed around the compressed ball of air. Within moments, the ball of air exploded in a massive shockwave that ripped through the barrier, throwing everyone back and deafening everyone from the loud bang.
When everyone overcame the disorientation, they saw that the floor at the centre of the chamber was cracked along with most of the wooden structures. Where the two sentient fires battled were only scorched remains of the stone was left. Surveying the damage, everyone realized that without the barrier, the shockwave would have probably ripped them to shreds and without Harry's intervention, some of them would have lost their lives to the cursed fire.
Madam Pennywise stood up and declared with an angry tone, "Chief Warlock, I call for the immediate arrest and trial of Delores Jane Umbridge on the charges of attempted murder of the Lord of a Most Ancient and Noble House and multiple counts of murder of a member of the High Council!"
"I second that!" Lord Travers stated as the old man stood up with an angry look before adding, "I would also like to charge Lord Emrys of reckless behaviour in casting the banned Seraphfyre putting everyone's lives in here on the line!"
"I accept your call Madam Pennywise. Aurors, take this despicable woman into custody. As for you Lord Travers, I believe that you have forgotten but the High Council members aren't limited by the laws of the Wizengamot that don't directly lead to major criminal charges which only include murder, and the use of the unforgivable. Lord Emrys was in his right to use the Seraphfyre spell, especially since he easily proved that he had perfect control of the spell." Tarvers growled before sitting down, after which Ogden turned to Harry and stated, "Lord Emrys, while I speak for everyone when I thank you for protecting us against the Fiendfyre, I would like to warn you that spells like the Serpahfyre were banned with due cause. Please refrain from using them."
Harry nodded before stating, "I understand Chief Warlock, but I would like to point out that some of the banned spells were only banned because former Ministers were paranoid that the populace would rebel using those spells. I would also like to point out that declaring all rituals dark and thus banned has in fact destroyed many family traditions, not to mention many of the more powerful healing rituals that would be of great benefit to the general populace. After all there are many beneficial rituals and spells out there that were banned."
"I am sure that you will be able to make the argument when I bring up your proposal next meeting. Now for the trial!" Harry nodded before he flashed to his seat as the shimmer on the walls faded and the doors slammed open allowing entrance to Fudge and Scrimgeour. "Fudge, Scrimgeour, please take a seat at the visitors' gallery. Lord Black, take your seat amongst your peers. We have an emergency trial to preside over before the new minister is elected!"
A/N: The Seraphfyre Spell is the counterpart of the FiendFyre Curse. The spell generates sentient flames that, for the lack of a better word, is programmed my the caster to perform a certain action under the limits of certain programmed criteria. I hope that this explanation was enough for you all. The spell is quite difficult to master but unlike Fiendfyre, losing control won't necessarily mean the death of the caster.
N.B.:- I got the inspiration for this spell from Fantastic Beasts: The Crimes of Grindelwald. It is the fire spell Grindelwald used in the mausoleum.
A/N: Hey Everyone! I hope you like this one. Sorry that it took more than a month, but I must point out for the critics that I said Monthly updates, that means one chapter every month. Not one chapter every thirty days. Anyways, enjoy the new chapter.
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