Harry Does Canon, and loves it by fvdv123

Chspter 13

Disclaimer:

Mrs. J.K., Being a critic is easy, you can stamp any writer into the ground if you want to, because if someone is saying your work sucks… it hurts… even more when you know they are right. Fuck them! I do this for free, so I am allowed to suck… that came out wrong.

Previous:

The teacher's table had some new faces, McGonagall moved a few places aside, meaning she was demoted, a big wizard sat on the throne, and a new face sat on the deputy's seat.

After dinner, the big one stood up and began his speech: "Welcome everyone, my name is headmaster Scrimgeour, Rufus Scrimgeour. Next to me is my deputy headmaster Albert Runcorn."

13 The Ministry.

I turned to Daphne and asked: "Why is a ministry employee headmaster all of a sudden? I thought he was some kind of Auror. And the other one… that name is familiar too. I suspect a ministry flunky by the look of it."

Marietta answered: "Scrimgeour was a Master Auror, Runcorn is a ministry employee in some department, I don't know which one though. Mum told me that Fudge is starting to put pressure on Hogwarts after Dumbledore's arrest, especially after McGonagall got discredited by hiding Voldemort's real name, and being obliviated and potioned by Dumbledore."

Oh goody, this means ministry decrees and inquisitors, in Canon, Scrimgeour was a kiss-ass that paid more attention to the public opinion than to the problem, the other one… I know he was in the story too, but I can't place him. Scrimgeour announced the retirement of Harrison and Runcorn was the new teacher.

When his speech was done we went to our dorm, It surprised me that no one from our club was selected to be a prefect, more interference from Fudge, not that I am mad about it, it is just some extra work. But… it did send a message to me.

The doorknob asked: "What is nothing?"

I answered: "Close one eye, and what you see through that closed eye is nothing, although being a knob you can't verify this statement, so I ask my classmates to vouch for me… Wait for me dammed!"

Xxxxx

At breakfast, Flitwick handed the schedules out and said: "Mr. Potter, the headmaster wants to see you after breakfast."

I looked at him and asked: "Why? It is just the first day! Will you be there professor?"

Flitwick answered: "No, Mr. Potter he did not tell me the reason, I have a class right away so I can't be present."

I sighed: "Sir? Didn't we do this in my first year? Why do you think I want to be alone with this headmaster? I am certain you remember my arguments, it will save you the time from walking up and down between our tables."

It was rescheduled for after dinner, our first class was Dada, Runcorn entered with a lot of drama, billowing cloak and all. He stood behind his desk and looked menacing at us. "Wands away and open your course book on page three, and start reading the first chapter. I don't want to hear a single sound."

When we went shopping I allowed Hermione to buy all our books, I just expected Harrison's fifth-year course book, curious, I took the book out of my bag… You have to be fucking kidding me! Defensive Magical Theory by Wilbert Slinkhard… I looked at Runcorn and checked him out for pink clothing.