Naruto of The Wizarding World.

Book 7.3

Chapter 2: Heavy hangs the head.

Tsunade and Kushina looked around his house, it would be more precise to say they were raiding his house because there was not a single inch of the house they haven't looked through, something Naruto commented on;

"Are you serious? You didn't snoop through my bedroom did you?"

"We stopped when we saw the girl clothes, we don't judge." Tsunade said and Naruto went red as he exclaimed.

"They are not mine! They are Betty's, she forgot them after Christmas."

"I knew it!" Exclaimed Kushina and Naruto knew, he had fallen for it.

So, now the interview had begun and as it kept extended there was a snap sound and a boundle of newspapers dropped on his kitchen table. Using that as the branch to save himself from the swamp Naruto immediately reached for the newspapers and opened it to reveal what he had expected sooner or later.

Memoirs for Dumbledore; AL­BUS DUM­BLE­DORE RE­MEM­BERED By El­phias Doge or DUM­BLE­DORE - THE TRUTH AT LAST? or some others.

He'd be surprised to read what was written inside it but he knew the stories they all were talking about. His own grandmother had told him some while he had read many others.

It would be stupid to say that Dumbledore wasn't great but it would be unwise to say he was without demons. However who was he to judge anyone for the happenings in their lives and he full heartedly believed that dead were done once they were dead.

It was better to focus on the living and the living with the greatest threat on their life right now was: Harry Potter.

After Naruto had announced the final leg of the prophecy's beginning - there was a big target on Harry's back from all sides. After all there was a good chance that the Hero of the tale might just be the Brave that fights The Beast and The Bird.

Harry might be relevant to not one but two prophecies, which was quite unfortunate for him but that meant that there was only one thing in everyone's focus and if they were wisely able to stack Harry away till he ages and gets rid of the trace.

Then they all could buy the most important commodity of war, time. Just like he had thought the shells that hung over his deck chimed, signifying that someone was approaching and he realised that it was time for the meeting.

However when he opened his door to greet whoever it was, he was shocked to see who it was,

Betty and Hermione, with wet eyes. No doubt after having sacrificed something.

—x—

She stood on the roof of the manor looking down at the two men walking towards the doors through the path between the hedges. Their presence meant that finally all concerned about the final phase of whatever her father was planning was beginning.

Just as the two men made it through the drive way and into the manor, she pulled her wand out from beneath her cloak - the wand was quite distinct.

It was almost a foot long, appearing like two branches of a tree interwoven with each other till they both merged into one - the handle of the wand was covered in fine white silk and the hilt had small emeralds embedded in them, somehow giving the entire wand a strange errie aura.

The wand glowed slightly and she simply slid through the roof and landed in the drawing room, startling almost everyone who had been sitting around the table silently. The room’s usual furniture had been pushed carelessly up against the walls. Illumination came from a roaring fire beneath a handsome marble mantelpiece surmounted by a gilded mirror.