What Voldemort Left Behind

Chapter 52 - Attacks

AUTHORS NOTE: this chapter is super long but trust me, there's a reason that you won't understand yet. I'm home from Disneyland now, got back late on Monday, i've been writing this chapter for a few weeks but it never reached an ending until now.

February melted into March, which quickly became April, and Harry was consumed by the new trial in the Wizengamot, a muggle murder where the wizard on trial pleaded accidental magic in self defense. Kingsley didn't believe the man's lies and neither did Harry, but many members wanted to hear the man out before making a decision. Harry was usually calm in the Wizengamot, but the subject matter infuriated him, he couldn't stand wizards defending muggle cruelty.

"Harry... I think you should go home," Kingsley said firmly.

"I need to fight for those Muggles, I'm the only one those idiots out there will listen to..." Harry started.

"I will handle it. You were on leave for a reason, Harry, and I believe that you shouldn't be taking on too much stress at the moment. I was not the one who asked you to come back and the ones who did weren't aware why I sent you away, I will be speaking to them about keeping their mouth shut on matters that don't concern them. I'm sorry, Harry, but it would be best for you if you slowed down," His voice was gentle, but there was no give.

"I'll just go by my office to send an owl and leave from the Floo," Harry told him with no intention of going.

He arrived back at his office after an accidental detour, he had been losing focus all day, it really wasn't like him. Harry felt as though his mind was completely away with it today, it kept drifting back to memories of that graveyard, the graveyard he had only visited once but saw in his nightmares much more. Maybe it was the thought of innocents being murdered that brought it back, Harry wished he could shake off the feeling that the memories brought, it was like a constant and growing pain that was just strong enough that he couldn't ignore. He knew in the back of his mind what this meant, but he blocked it out, he didn't want to deal with it now that life had improved, and most of all he refused to crush Ginny's happiness. It was easier to stay at the Ministry, working harder and longer every day and blocking all unnecessary pressures out.

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Nigel closed today's issue of the Prophet, nothing especially noteworthy today. It was one of his jobs to keep track of all mentions of Harry Potter and deal with any problems. Suddenly there was a rushed knock and before he had a chance to open the door, a young trainee Auror entered.

"Mr Wolpert, it's Mr Potter... he's... Follow me to his office, we don't know what happened," He said in a rush.

Nigel sprinted to the first floor followed closely by the Auror trainee. "They think he's been poisoned."

They reached the office and a crowd was beginning to form outside, Nigel pushed past to see Harry lying on his back, shaking like mad. He had never witnessed one of his attacks, as his superior had been forced to take time off shortly before the attacks started happening, but based on the description he had heard from Harry and his wife, this was one of them. He needed to get him out, now.

"Has he been poisoned?"

The crowd of useless onlookers grew. Some attempted to push through, while others simply stood and stared.

"Someone should take him to St Mungos, this doesn't seem right..."

"Find Minister Shacklebolt immediately," Nigel finally shouted to a nearby Auror, "Tell him Mr Wolpert sent you, he'll know who this is about, do not mention Mr Potter's name."

Most of Nigel's work involved filling paperwork for the former Head of the DMLE, while Nigel could think on his feet, he'd survived the Battle of Hogwarts after all, he wasn't experienced with healing charms, especially not for rare Dark magic. The best he could do was force most of the crowd back and out of the way until the Minister arrived.