The-Catastrophic-Aftermath? (III) [Chapter 203]

“I will punch your teeth in if you don’t stop patting me!” Amelia growled while glaring at Harry balefully, but Harry simply smiled and continued to pat her back, making her even more furious, but there wasn’t anything she could do as her body was still frozen.

“There is no need to look at me like that” Harry chastised her gleefully. “We might have some… disagreements, but I really care about you… Uh… You might pop a vein” Harry added worriedly when Amelia’s face started to turn purple in anger. “And with how old you are, it might be really dangerous for you” Harry added mirthfully.

“I am not that old you little shit!!” Amelia snapped at him and Harry started to chuckle at her in amusement. Amelia fumed at Harry before she finally started to take deep breaths to calm herself… It wouldn’t do her any good to pop a vein. Though she threw him a dirty look before she finally calmed down.

“This must be a new low for me… After all, I am getting consoled by the person who is primarily responsible for my misery” Amelia chuckled mirthlessly. She would be a fool if failed to see what Harry was trying to do… He was trying to distract her from her misery in a weird way and internally, she had to admit, it was working.

“I resent that” Harry pointed out with a mock scowl. “I might have caused the issue, but I am not the one who is going to place all the blame on you to save his own ass” Harry defended himself and even though she wanted to blame him solely, she knew that it wasn’t his fault, at least not completely.

“Fine, but why are you here really? I refuse to believe that you came here to simply comfort me without any ulterior motives” Amelia asked, trying to act as stern as she could in her current condition.

“Believe me or not, but I did it purely on impulse…” Harry admitted sheepishly. “I was there when my Godfather received the emergency Wizengamot summons, and hearing him complain about it, I decided to spare him and take his place” Harry finished with a toothy grin on his face.

Ohh… He did have ulterior motives and he wanted to take a look around inside the Ministry. The last time he was here, he wasn’t able to take a look, but now that the Ministry was his enemy, he wanted to know the entire layout of the place, in case he had to storm it one day.

He would have loved to pay a visit to the Department of Mysteries too, but he wasn’t sure how secure that place was… According to everything he knew about the grey cloaks, they were supposed to be nutcases and he didn’t want to end up being teleported inside a volcano or something like that… That would be pretty bad for his skin.

Amelia obviously didn’t believe him and her expression was clear proof of that… “Hmm… I don’t believe you” Amelia ended up admitting in a bland tone, only to receive an innocent look from Harry. “You know the Ministry isn’t going to take the attack lying down and Bulgaria would be crying for your blood” Amelia pointed out grimly.

“I know, but there is nothing the Ministry will be able to do to me… They will obviously try, but none of the surviving Aurors or the Hit-Wizards are going to face me… Well, Alastor might. He is definitely stubborn and foolish enough to try” Harry admitted with a frown.

Amelia scowled when Harry mentioned Alastor… She had already confirmed that Alastor was found inside one of the MACUSA cells, but the President of MACUSA was trying to play hardball with her as he believed that their security had been compromised. They would eventually let Alastor go, but it would be a pain in the arse.

“And as for the Bulgarians? What are they going to do? Bleed on me?” Harry asked with an amused snort.

“Your arrogance clearly knows no bounds. If you act too unruly then the ICW might take the matter into their hands” Amelia declared with a frown. Harry Potter was too arrogant, and considering his power, his arrogance wasn’t unfound, but it still irked her in the wrong way.

Harry wasn’t the first one to consider himself unbeatable, but eventually, all of them lost. So, she believed that Harry would lose too, but the question was, how long it was going to take for someone to rise against him… It might be too late for Wizarding Britain by the time it happened. Well, at least, a woman could dream…

“They won’t” Harry started firmly, breaking her out of her pleasant thoughts.

“Who won’t?” Amelia asked while blinking in confusion. She wasn’t sure what he was talking about.

“The ICW. They won’t make a move… They were sitting on their collective asses when Voldemort was razing Britain to the ground and you expect to do them anything different for me? The only reason they moved against Grindelwald was because he was trying to break the Statute and he was becoming a threat to their powerbase” Harry explained with a scoff.

“Though Grindelwald is working for me, so they might make a move…” Harry admitted thoughtfully, but he just said that give some false hope to Amelia… The ICW might have won the Wizarding World War thanks to Dumbledore’s intervention, but they still haven’t managed to recover from the damage they sustained during the Wizarding World War thanks to Grindelwald and his army.

The ICW would like to say otherwise, but it would be simply impossible for them to amass an army as they did during the WWW. Though they would be forced to make a move if Harry started to break the Statute willy nilly as the ICW countries would start to throw in their support in fear of being ousted.

“Though even if they do attack me, how do you expect them to beat me?” Harry asked arrogantly. Though in reality, he wasn’t planning to underestimate them as they would be sending a force of at least some thousands to bring him down… Alas, he would deal with them in an appropriate fashion when the time came.

“Your arrogance will be your downfall” Amelia snorted in derision. “Tyrants never last long and all of them fell due to their arrogance” Amelia added, taking a bit of petty satisfaction from her words.

“Shh… The meeting is starting” Harry shushed and pointed toward the Ministry who grabbed his gavel and started to beat it on the table to gain his attention. Harry could have said something witty to have the last word, but he decided to let Amelia stew in her own delusions.

Hearing the Minister bang his gavel everyone started to calm down… The Minister looked extremely solemn as he began to speak. “As all of you might have already heard, we are facing a great crisis… A few hours ago, Hogwarts was attacked by Gellert Grindelwald and his forces” The Minister shook his head.

If nothing else, Cornelius was at least a good actor… Well, he supposed it was necessary being a politician and all that. “The DMLE reacted immediately and it was discovered that Gellert Grindelwald and Harry Potter were working together. We had previously discovered that Harry Potter is already walking down a dark path, but our Aurors still decided to give him a chance to redeem” Cornelius explained passionately.

“Then Harry Potter used some underhanded means to kill a huge number of Ministry forces and then he used the confusion to kidnap our Chief Warlock, Albus Dumbledore and escape. Not only that, but they also used the diversion to free every prisoner in the high-security wing of Azkaban” Cornelius revealed and once again pandemonium broke out in the Wizengamot Chamber as not many people knew about that.

“Wow… His imagination is quite colorful” Harry admitted with a grin.

Cornelius once again banged his gavel to get everyone’s attention and after a few seconds, the chamber once again became completely silent… “It is obvious now that Harry Potter was never our savior… I for one, won’t let him walk away with the crimes he had committed. I say we bring down the hammer of justice on him as hard as we can!” Cornelius declared and everyone cheered.

“Excuse me, Minister!” Before Cornelius could continue someone decided to interrupt him and everyone turned toward the person who spoke, only to find Augusta Longbottom. “I am not saying I don’t believe you, but where is the proof? If he is really responsible for such despicable actions then I completely agree with you, but we simply can’t decide everything on your words” Augusta asked with a frown.

Hearing her words, murmurs broke out within the chamber and doubt started to appear in people’s minds. “True sheep mentality at its best” Harry muttered with a grin and Amelia scowled at him.

It was clear what Augusta was trying to do… She was simply trying to sow discord and waste their time. The proof was simply inevitable and by the end of the meeting Harry was going to be declared a Dark Lord, it was simply too late to stop that, but any outspoken person could easily delay it.

Cornelius seemed to sputter for a moment as he couldn’t allow the real truth to be revealed… “Of course, Auror Dawlish would be happy to recall the whole incident for everyone” Cornelius gestured toward one of his most trusted Aurors.

Augusta scoffed at that. “Everyone knows that Auror Dawlish is close to you, so he will tell us whatever you want him to tell us, but I for one want to view the memory of someone completely impartial” Augusta declared and Lord Boot stood up from his seat as soon as Augusta finished speaking.

“I second the notion” Lord Boot declared and agreements started to ring throughout the chamber and Cornelius finally started to sweat like a pig…