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The tournament had to go on, or Fleur had to return to France. I took her for training sessions to the island… to train wandless you pervs... Alright, the rest is a bonus. The girls that went with us got theirs too.
I was figuring a way to get a spaceship here, without causing some disturbance. I studied my brother's world. Finally, I had the solution.
14 The secret of the Universe is…
I analyzed all possibilities, after a lot of testing, you know, when Bellatrix did not want to cooperate anymore, I took Rudolphus Lestrange, he broke when I made him into his namesake in front of Santa's sled.
His brother Rastaban, who was the most sadistic from the lot, got to experience how it felt like to be raped by him. I put his soul in the other Potter-verse, into the little girls he was going to rape.
When I was done with him, aunt Amelia visited me: "Harry? These last days' strange things are happening in Askaban. Bellatrix, Rudolphus, and Rastaban Lestrange lost their minds, one after another. The only thing they are mumbling is: James, no more, please. Do you have anything to do with it?"
I looked surprised at Aunt Amelia: "Is this a trick question? Are you asking me if I can get in Askaban?"
She narrowed her eyes: "Harry, I know you have something to do with it. We showed them your picture, and all three started to scream." Hmm… how do I bullshit my way out of this?… I got nothing. Meh, let us try the truth: "I am the Master of Death, and every night I put their souls in the body of their victims, to let them experience the other side. Do you believe this?"
Amelia sighed: "No I don't. But something happened to them, not that I care about them, we just want to know the reason." I gave her a hug: "Well, they tortured aunt Alice and Uncle Frank into insanity, do me a favor and tell this to Neville too, it will make it the highlight of his week."
Aunt Amelia smiled at that comment: "I am sure it will. Another thing, I questioned Headmistress McGonagall about the tournament and the mess around it, I could not help noticing her looking at Dumbledore's picture after every question, as if she was asking for guidance. She did mention that you threatened her to feed her to dragons, throw her into the black lake in February, and to put her with Dumbledore at the third task if she made the cup into a portkey. Is this true?"
I shrugged: "If you are telling a criminal that you are going to throw him in Askaban if you catch him doing a crime, should he complain about it to your Boss Rufus Whats-his-name? I just told her if she dares to bring dragons as the first task, I'll feed her to them. The same with the second task, if they want to put children at the bottom of the lake and want the champion to rescue them, then I will chuck her into the lake too. With weights on her feet. Putting a portkey on the trophy in the maze is a sure risk, it is a chance for an enemy to use it to abduct the winner."
Aunt Amelia raised her eyebrow: "You happened to describe the three tasks. How do you know about them?" Hmm… Another hard question… Ah, I have it: "Aunt, I am Lord Slytherin, house-elves sometimes tell me things I need to know. The safety of the students is important to them."
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A frying pan did it by fvdv123
FanfictionA brother of the Old Guy died and chose the wrong option. He ends up as five-year-old Harry. Watch him deal with the bad guys. This story can't be taken seriously. My favorite targets are Snape and Dumbo, so don't cry if I bash them. When he gets ol...