"Breaking news"
"Slytherin returns?!?"
"Who is this mysterious new arrival?"
The cover of today's daily prophet screamed with bold letters.
"News received from Gringotts confirm someone has taken up the seat of House Slytherin which has remained inactive for centuries!
"The only information this reported has been able to get thus far confirms that the mystery man is 17 years old and unmarried"
"This reporter will work tirelessly in the coming days and weeks to get you dear readers more information!"
"As some of you may know the Wizengamot will be convening in a matter of days where this topic will surely be brought up. It's also possible our new Lord Slytherin might make an appearance since he now has the legal right to the seat."
"What remains to be seen is what our mystery man is like. Will he follow after the footsteps of his ancestors? Do we have a new Dark Lord on our hands?! Or will he end up being unable to live up to expectations?"
"Stay tuned dear readers. The Daily Prophet will answer all your question and more!"
"Written by Rita Skeeter"
"For more information on House Slytherin and the Wizengamot turn to page 8"
"For predictions on the upcoming quidditch world cup turn to page 3"
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Dumbledore sat in his office and stared down at the paper on his desk. He had been doing so for a while now. Simply trying to wrap his head around this new development.
"What type of man might you be..." Dumbledore question himself
He was very much aware of the history and legacy of House Slytherin and could see the implications this had. This could easily upend the current political balance and could even impact the current students in slytherin.
Dumbledore knew his responsibility was to protect the students. He'd have to approach this carefully. If this new lord was reasonable, this could even be a boon that could guide some of the current slytherin students away from the dark.
He'd have to have a staff meeting and contact some friends soon.
At this moment the fireplace in Dumbledore's office lit up with green flames which quickly formed a face.
"Dumbledore, can I come in? You've seen the prophet haven't you? We need to talk." The face in the flames said.
"Of course Minister Fudge, come in" Dumbledore said and unlocked the floo connection.
Minister Fudge was an a portly, average height man with thinning brown hair. He arrived wearing his signature black pinstripe suit.
"How are you minister? Would you like some tea?" Dumbledore said in a calm tone.
"No, no thank you... You did see the paper right? I was informed yesterday night about this and have been doing a bit of digging but haven't found anything substantial yet." Cornelius said in a slightly nervous tone.
"I was wondering if you had any information?"
"I'm afraid I'm as much in the dark as anyone." Dumbledore said
*knock* *knock*
"Albus? It's me. Can I come in" a feminine voice said from the door
"Come in Minerva" Dumbledore said making the Gargoyle guarding the entrance step aside.
"Oh, Minister Fudge. How nice of you to join us..." Professor McGonagall said. Not sounding too genuine.
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Veins Of Silver (HP)
FanfictionHarry Potter was presumed dead after the attack by Voldemort. The wizarding world named him a martyr and moved on, happy that the threat of the dark lord was gone. Years later, the Heir of Slytherin makes his presence known. But where did this myste...
