-Harry-
"So let me get this straight," he growled, giving a harsh glare at Dumbledore as the 'headmaster' sat nervously behind his office, the heads of the two visiting schools there as well as Madame Maxime spent her time glaring at him while Karkaroff was simply sitting back to watch the 'entertainment' "you convince me to not post my guards to guard the goblet. You go so far as to insist that it would deter students from entering and that your safety precautions would be more than enough. But now, I've been entered into a tournament against my will and if I refuse to do a task I will have my life and magic stripped away due to the fact that my not refusing entry within twenty four hours due to being unconscious in a hospital bed counted as acceptance…give me one good reason to not fire your right now and ban you from ever stepping foot within my castle ever again?".
"Why you arrogant little-" Maxime began before he hit her with a silencer.
"Oh shut up," he spat "the adults…or should I say adult and pathetic old windbag, are talking so keep your mouth shut. Now, Dumbledore, answer the damn question.".
"You don't have the authority to-" Dumbledore began only to turn silent when he shot the old fool with a body bind curse.
"Wrong," he snarled, "as of this moment onward you are fired as the Hogwarts Headmaster. You are permitted to remain at the school for the rest of the year but you will have no authority to give out punishments, revoke punishments, or change any rules. The day that the school year ends you are to leave the grounds and are forbidden from ever returning. So I say, so mote it be.".
At his decree the school shook to its very foundations, testament to the validity of his authority as Dumbledore sat there, stunned and immobile even after he countered the body bind, the old man simply unable to comprehend the fact that he had stripped the man of all power within the school. Turning to Karkaroff he nodded and said "If you'll excuse me Karkaroff I must go. I now have a new Headmaster to hire and a tournament to survive along with everything else on my plate.".
"Good luck," the man said with a snort "I certainly don't envy you right now.".
"Thanks." He grumbled before sighing and walking out of the office as he thought back to how he had found out about his entry into the tournament as well as how he had his scar 'cleansed'.
-Flashback-
The moment that they realized the compass was actually pointing at hi instead of simply in the same direction as him Ragnok had been on his feet, ordering every goblin guard within earshot to get the top curse breakers and medical goblins to the medical ward as fast as possible. "What's going to happen?!" Bellatrix demanded as the Goblins brought in a gurney and strapped him down onto it.
"We have to remove the soul fragment from him," Ragnok growled as he was sped down the hall "and we have to see how deeply rooted the shard is. Horcrux soul shards are a mixture of the Wizard's Magic, Soul, and Memories. The memories are always a complete copy up until that point in the wizard's life but the soul and magic would become a smaller fragment with each Horcrux made. Luckily for us this piece is most assuredly a very small piece so it shouldn't have as large of a hold as it could be.".
"But how are you going to get the damn thing out of me?" he demanded as he tried to remain calm and focused.
"We're going to try to pull out the soul shard as carefully as possible," Ragnok informed him as they entered the medical bay, "while also severing any connections it has tried to make to your own soul and magic. Doing this should also destroy the memories which is definitely a good thing as having those in your head could end up mutating into a split personality which would be…less than pleasant.".
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Harry Potter : King of the Amazons By TheSilverboar
FanficHarry Potter, set adrift by his Uncle, washes ashore of the island inhabited by the Warrior Women race the Amazons where he fulfills an ancient prophecy and finds a new home that will raise him to be strong. Manipulative Dumbledore, Weasley Bashing...