Aftermath
A month had passed since the trainings had started, Slade, Oliver and Michael were amazed at how their students had progressed.
The dedication they put into their training was something they had never seen in all their years serving in the Marines, between the three of them they were specializing in different types of combat.
Slade was perhaps the best in hand-to-hand combat, only slightly surpassed by Oliver. He trained them basing their combat style on muay thai, krav maga and street combat, by far what stood out the most were Harry and Hermione due to the fact that during the fight Last summer Dan had taught them some fighting moves.
But in the same way, everyone was advancing in a sense that they had already passed the part of falling on their rears, as a result of these training sessions they were acquiring much better resistance and tolerance to blows or falls that they received during their training sessions.
On the other hand, the bodies of each one were getting more toned, with most of the men losing the remains of baby fat along with their muscles widening, some growing a little taller, while the girls acquired more definition in their curves. greater force at the time of blows.
On the other hand, the training with Slade was also about chasing how to move if they are in a situation where fighting is not a viable option while running away to take a better defensive position if it is or to hide.
With Oliver, their training was more intensive, focusing on aiming and improvising the environment, this tied up some sessions that they shared with Tonks, Moody (who was proud that they think of the situation as it is and not of a hallway fight at Hogwarts, also as a precaution he was under an unbreakable oath), Matthias and Remus who tested his reaction and reflexes.
The main lesson they received was simple.
Shoot and move.
As Mad-Eye had told them.
“Even though he thinks a shield really works, he doesn't because not even the most powerful protego can stop an AK."
Which is why it had become routine to see them shoot curses or charms and then move in the opposite direction of where they fired to avoid getting caught.
That's where Dan came in with a paintball gun to study his reaction based on shooting him, for which along with the bruises from training with Slade he had some purple spots from projectile impacts.
In this case, the ones who came out the best were Harry and Cedric, who, being Quidditch players, were used to dodging the bludgers.
Along with that, they all acquired a weapon from the Potter armory.
Most were armed with their pair of hidden blades but each had an individual weapon.
Theo had a trident that towered over him but when he wielded it it felt like an extension of his arm.
Blaise chose a crossbow that, like Daphne's bow, was magically modified, but in this case so that its firing speed is greater, almost similar to the firing speed of a World War II submachine gun while having an improvement that did that he did not have to reload since the crossbow has a cylinder connected which contains bolts and has an enchantment so that it never runs out.
The twins chose two pairs of twin katanas.
Luna and Tracey opted for light knives.
Cedric chose two axes, a large one and a small long-range tomahawk that had an enchantment that would make it split into as many targets as its user needed.
Ginny chose a throwing knife vest which she could direct with a charm if necessary to hit her target by directing it in the target's direction.
Neville already had the katana on him, but he took a knife.
After this the three trained them to handle their weapons so that they can use it efficiently by reminding them.
"They are tools, not toys."
Michael trained them in evasive actions and handling of all types of vehicles given the vast collection of Potter Manor vehicles, in this it goes without saying that Harry and Theo were expert racers each on their motorcycles avoiding the obstacles that Matthias, Sirius or Remus created in his path; On the other hand they created a strategy where the most skilled in flight in the case of Harry, the twins, Cedric, Blaise and Ginny would be an air attack unit in case they have a confrontation in the heights for this they acquired 1100 fire bolts they wanted Twice as fast as the original Firebolt.
Michael in the same way taught them to camouflage and act stealthily tied to this he had the rule of using only non-verbal spells which helped them greatly.
On the other hand, in their magical training they began to learn all kinds of spells or curses focused on combat, whether dark or light, but whenever they aimed it was at vital areas of the body such as the chest or the head.
Hermione with the help of Severus and Ted managed to develop an incantation called "Oliorde" that consisted of aiming at the target which would be sprayed with gasoline and then it would go up in flames.
Daphne delved into her family's grimoire where she found illusory charms or curses that would confuse the target or kill them, such as "levande skog" which put the victim in an illusion where they were trapped in a forest so that later the trees start tying them by hanging them while in the real world their nostrils did not receive oxygen and their mouth was sealed or a very special one that had not yet been put into practice.
On the other hand, Tracey, despite the fact that she trained alongside her friends, with the help of Narcissa, she also learned healing spells and learned first aid techniques.
Because she one afternoon she had a talk with Slade.
Flashback
Tracey was frustrated with herself because as her friends progressed in their combat training she could barely keep up with them sometimes not even that much.
She was afraid of failing them, she was afraid that when the time came she would not be able to help them and someone would die because of her, that paralyzed her.
She was sitting drinking water when she saw Slade approaching.
—Mr. Rogers—she greeted formally.
—No sir, you make me feel like a damn old man tell me Slade—she suggested.
—Excuse me Slade, how is he doing? —she asked.
—Well your friends are something special—she said with a hint of pride.
He, even though he was the toughest of the three, never belittled them. He knew what that did to a person and he told himself that he would never belittle someone because he is no better than the rest.
—Just like you— he mentioned.
—I? —I question Tracey— I'm useless, I can barely stop a blow or dodge it and my aim isn't the best, even Luna surpasses me in that.
—Yes, maybe— he said—but you're better at something than any of your classmates, no."
—What thing?— asked.
—In knowing how to treat your companions, you identify the area where they receive the blow and then you help them to heal—he began—something that I learned almost as necessary as a rifle is also a doctor or healer, because not everyone is capable of stop internal bleeding or stitch up a wound or treat a bruise.
—What does it mean? —asked.
—What I mean is that your friends will be in the line of fire, in constant contact with these shit-eaters and they will need someone to heal them if they get hurt or are on the verge of death and Cissy won't always be there to heal them and—he said Slade.
—That's where I come in— Tracey continued.
—That's where you come in, you're all a team and we can't all be soldiers or warriors, some of us must be behind for when it's necessary to save them—Slade explained—even in the world, more doctors are needed than soldiers, do you understand?
—Yes, Slade.
end of flashback
After that, Tracey trained his friends in a differentiated way, fulfilling their obligations to know how to defend themselves, but concentrating more on healing spells, against curses, healing charms, against poisons and others.
On the other hand at the beginning of the training the three gave them 3 rules to follow.
- If the mission was complicated, they withdrew, it is not worth completing something if one of them can die.
- Never put the mission before the life of a partner. According to them, the missions are something that must be accomplished in most cases, but not at the cost of their lives.
- 3.Before attacking make sure there are no innocents in the area.
In the same way, what was already a thought became a reality.
Since the day of the first training session, Harry met with Dumbledore.
Flashback
02—07—1995
Harry arrived mounted on his motorcycle, he was wearing black jeans with his boots and a white shirt on top, he parked, took off his helmet and got off the motorcycle, leaving the helmet on the handlebars.
Upon entering the cafeteria he noticed that there were few people so he began to look around and where he saw Dumbledore sitting in a corner with an impeccable Muggle suit from the 40s.
He headed towards it without first reinforcing his occlumency shields.
When he got close to the teacher, he became holy.
—Professor Dumbledore, it's good to see you— he greeted.
—I'm saying the same, Harry—with a grandfather's smile—I must say that I've noticed that you've acquired the habit of your godfather towards those Muggle vehicles.
—Well, they're reliable and I've always liked the adrenaline rush, apart from the fact that it's the closest thing to riding a broomstick in the muggle world—Harry explained.
—I see—he nodded understandingly—how have you been?
—As well as I can, I saw how my best friend was murdered and then I was forced to be part of a macabre ritual so that the cause of my not having my parents walks the earth again.
—I understand the sentiment.
—How can you understand it?
—Because boy, it's not written in the modern wizarding history books that I wasn't the only one who caused Grindelwald's downfall.
—Explain.
—You see, during that time I could not intervene due to circumstances that prevented me from joining the fight, but thanks to a rather peculiar group formed by Newt Scamander, Theseus Scamander, the Goldstein sisters— he began.
—Anthony's family?
—If in fact together with the collaboration of a muggle named Jacob Kowalski together with others contributed to the fall of Grindelwald, your grandfather together with Arcturus Black grandfather of Sirius and Finnick Longbottom bravely fought Grindelwald buying time for me to reach the area together to a peculiar young man named Credence Barebone.
—Did you think all of Sirius's family was a fan?
—Certainly it was a majority, but there have been clear exceptions as you will realize Sirius was not the first to rise up before the injustices—I explain—as you will see a particular but all too real story, when Arcturus, your grandfather and Finnick retired to fight the Grindelwald's forces, me and Credence...
—Waitress, a pitcher of water please—Harry asked the waitress to whom he nodded.
Before long the waitress had already left the jug of water along with two glasses, Harry served them both.
—Thanks Harry— he thanked—continuing, Grindelwald quickly knocked Credence out of the way, knocking him out, he and I started to duel, but at one point a killing curse that I didn't see flew towards me when it was about to hit me, I saw Credence get in the way, he got me He saved me, he saved me despite the fact that at one point he hated me with all his heart, he wanted to do things better for the greater good, so answering your question I do know what it feels like.
—I understand, Professor, I must thank you, it's gratifying for someone like me to know more about his family, in this case my grandfather—Harry thanked, but then he hardened his tone, —because I'm making an appointment here.
—Harry, boy, you know better than anyone that I have always watched over your well-being and I admit that I made mistakes but I did what in my opinion was the best—I assured that I drank some water and then continued—so I ask you to come back with the Dursley and dissolve your engagement to Mrs. Greengrass.
The professor's words only validated something that Harry had been thinking for a long time.
Harry was just a pawn on Dumbledore's board.
He took out a pack of cigarettes, lit a cigar—You know, I really thought he would say something like that but I thought he wouldn't be so direct.
—Harry, you're in danger, the Death Eaters could show up at any moment—Dumbledore stated.
—And I remember that I can transform into my half state and incapacitate them to escape.
—Harry, your relatives are running...
—They're not my family, they never have been— Harry hissed.
I take a puff to calm down and then a glass of water.
He reinforced his occlumency shields to align his emotions—I don't care that she was my mother's sister, she despised her for being a witch and made it easy for the whale Sr and Jr to use me as their personal punching bag.
—Harry, you're too...
—I'm emancipated, I don't have to listen to you or anyone else except to accept advice and not an order, master Daphne, and if the early commitment hurts my original plans but I don't care, she will be my wife—Harry stated—Can I ask you a question?
—Of course.
—What did you think I would tell you at this meeting? What kind of version of me would I find?
Dumbledore was silent, which told Harry everything.
—I know how you expected I would find myself, angry? Depressed? vengeful? —Harry began—and I know what your argument would be, "Harry my son it is not right that you feel those feelings those feelings can darken you."
—Harry I know you're angry...
—You don't know what I feel, really if I wanted to talk about what happened with Ron I would talk to Hermione or Sirius, Remus or Matthias or better to a My Fiancee—Harry stated—now I ask why did you want us to meet?"
Dumbledore sighed and drank a glass of water later—the truth is that Harry I fear for your safety, I know that going back to your relatives is cruel and surely you hate me for that, for everything you lived with them, just as you hate me for my thoughts. towards your commitment, I will let it continue and wish the best for you, but I see vengeance in your eyes and I fear that those feelings will consume you.
—Revenge? Yes I want, but now I just want to live, study, spend time with my family and my future wife, those are my goals I know that I will inevitably face Voldemort and I am not afraid of him until then I will just try to be the best husband, the best friend, the best son I can be— Harry explained—because Ron gave me a gift, he gave me time so I'm going to use it.
—I understand, Harry, and I hope that's the case— he said, knowing that the talk could end worse than it was now—Since I don't think there's anything else to talk about, I'm leaving, bye Harry.
—Goodbye teacher.
end of flashback
After that meeting, Harry periodically received reports from his family members who are in the Order of the Phoenix and Snape with the Death Eaters, both shared the common point that there was something hidden in the Department of Mysteries, something that Dumbledore wanted to protect and Voldemort wanted. discover.
It was a situation where a single curse was enough to unleash hell but no one was willing to take the plunge.
For his part, Harry and his friends were divided into training and researching almost full time, putting into practice every type of potion, spell or curse they learned as well as perfecting their chosen weapons. Fighting was hard and they usually ended up on the ground. passed out or breathing heavily but it was worth it since the more they sweated in there the less they would bleed outside.
In addition to that, Harry began to carve out a place in the Wizengamont along with the gray faction, practically vetoing before any type of law against Muggle-borns, half-breeds or magical creatures is proposed, just as the news was spread in the newspapers.
Flashback
Harry was seen picking up the prophet's journal to read it.
Daily the Prophet
Light block separation.
The Boy-Who-Lived breaks away from Albus Dumbledore
By Jackson Smith
Just as you have read, it seems that after the fateful events of the last edition of the Triwizard Tournament, marked the end of what seemed like a close relationship between Albus Dumbledore and THE-BOY-WHO-LIVED Harry Potter
This after the last weekly meeting of the Wizengamont that will undoubtedly go down in history as one of its most transcendental given that the seat of the noble and ancient house of the Potters is once again occupied by a member of said family after almost two decades. since the last Potter, James Potter, sat in said seat to ultimately pass into the hands of Elphias Doge, a known associate of Dumbledore.
Not only the return of a Potter marks a milestone in itself, but that of a family considered missing since it was revealed that the Potter family descends from the Peverell family, this after revealing that the last descendant of the Peverell family married a Potter; this makes the young Lord Potter a beneficiary of said seat in the Wizengamont but also a beneficiary of the Peverell estate, which makes him one of the richest people in the country.
For this point, we must go back to the tragedy that occurred on October 31, 1981 when Lord James Potter and Lady Lily Potter were murdered in their own home, leaving the Heir Harry Potter an orphan as well as the no less defeat of the ONE-WHO-NOT-MUST-BE-NAME because it seems that the aforementioned was the heir of the ancient and noble house of Slytherin, but now it is no longer given to the fact that by right of conquest said title now belongs to Lord Potter.
This for anyone would say that the block of light would benefit since Lord Potter has the votes of the aforementioned families, but it seems not to be so.
Since Lord Potter declared, quoting what was said by himself:
"Historically, my family name may have been politically linked to the light block, but at no time has said block honored the struggle of my grandparents and my parents, so as of today I formally declare that the Potter family no longer It will not be part of the light block and will become part of the gray block.”
This was somewhat sudden but not surprising given Lord Potter's closeness to being engaged to Greengrass family heiress Daphne Greengrass knotted to his friendships with Blaise Zabini of the noble house of Zabini, Tracey Davies of the noble house of Davies, Cedric Diggory of the noble house Diggory and Susan Bones of the noble and former house of Bones as well as being godson of Sirius Black whose family in recent years has belonged to said block.
All these families that belong to the Gray block.
Along with this, it was noted for this reporter who was present during the Wizengamont session the even greater distancing from the figure of Albus Dumbledore, ultimately being some looks of discontent towards the victor of Grindelwald and his measures that by Lord Potter's looks seemed a joke, given that a controversial topic was addressed.
What to do with the prisoners in Azkaban?
For Albus Dumbledore maintained his firm ideology of keeping them locked up pending redemption, on his part Lord Potter was blunt with his thoughts, I quote his words again:
"All these men and women chose to commit heinous crimes freely without coercion which makes them guilty of each of their crimes. I believe as a British citizen that this by not presenting repentance for their crimes and in cases such as the mentally disturbed Madame Bellatrix Lestrange these must be executed either by means of the veil or the kiss of the dementor”
The young Lord Potter as a result of this received a majority of support from the gray block and to a lesser extent from the light block.
But he has not overlooked Dumbledore's glances at the young Lord Potter, one would think given rumors that he would be close to Grindelwald's victorious thought but it turns out not to be the case, could it be a sign that Ronald Weasley's death has gone so far? in the heart of Lord Potter? What happened to the boy who defended Albus Dumbledore? Could it be that the influence of his fiancée led him to make this decision?
After this situation and not determining what would happen to the prisoners in Azkaban after the session was terminated, this reporter approached the young Lord Potter who was accompanied by his godfather Lord Sirius Black and his father-in-law Lord Matthias Greengrass.
When I approached the young man I was treated in a friendly and cordial way, Lord Potter seemed relaxed so after a brief exchange I asked, how are you after the fateful events of the tournament?
He answered:
“It's hard, seeing your best friend being killed by the man who contributed to the death of my parents, that's not something you can take lightly at a time like this, too easy for things to be taken out of context or used for your benefit. of others.
A pretty assertive answer IMHO so again ask. When you say being used for the benefit of others are you referring to Headmaster Dumbledore's claims that HE-WHO-MUST-NOT-BE-NAME has returned?
He answered:
"It could be considered that yes, perhaps to cover up the guilt that you must feel for not having insured as you should, it should be clarified that in this I do not blame the teachers who did when they could to keep us safe but rather the person responsible"
Given nature it is understandable that Lord Potter would not directly blame Headmaster Albus Dumbledore or Gamemaster the late Bartemius Crouch Sr speaking of Crouch Lord Potter how was his close encounter with two Death Eaters? Were you afraid of dealing with a lunatic and the man who sold his parents?
He answered:
"I must say that the emotions were overflowing that night, I did not leave one fight to enter another, seeing wormtail made me very angry and even more when he tried to kill me and my cousin-in-law Cedric, seeing him murder Ron was something that made me I want to kill him but I am someone who believes in law and justice, the same with Barty Crouch Jr. This last reinforces my words in the Wizengamont, the only good Death Eater is the dead one"
Undoubtedly forceful words from a young man who lived what few adults have lived after this, this humble reporter let the young Lord Potter go, who said goodbye but not before congratulating him on his future marriage to the heiress Daphne Greengrass on August 16.
After finishing reading the article, I consider that at least the reporter who interviewed him was honest in his statements and I would consider requesting him for an interview when he had to give an important statement.
end of flashback
02-08-1995
Now Harry together with Sirius, Remus and Bill Weasley were in the mountains of Vienna in front of him stood Nurmengard, the one that in its day was the fortress of Gellert Grindelwald.
Bill had found out the truth a few weeks after his younger brothers left the burrow and after learning the truth from Ron he set out to help them in what he could, teaching them how to break wards, how to neutralize their countermeasures together with him. other things.
Harry was lost in thought of him when he finally felt a snap.
—Harry's ready—Bill assured.
—Thank you Bill—Harry thanked.
—Just make him pay when the time comes Harry— Bill requested.
—I will do that.
They opened the doors with an “alohomora”.
Remus, Sirius, Harry and Bill entered the fortress splitting into two groups and began to explore the fortress.
As they walked through the corridors it seemed that the fortress was a wing where an unconscious house elf was now located, the rest of the fortress seemed abandoned with still some marks of spells or curses, some cracks and even a part of what looked like a hall. meetings had a large crater in the ground and an O-shaped hole.
They went downstairs to a door and opened it to see empty cells with broken doors except for one at the back, if Harry had to guess that was Grindelwald.
—Sirius, stay here and I'll take care of it from here— he ordered Sirius.
—Puppy…
—Let me do this, okay?
—Okay, but if I hear something or smell something funny I have to call Padfoot to get you out of here— Sirius stated.
He nodded and headed down the corridor of broken cells.
Most of the cells were the size of a broom closet with nothing more than a latrine and a bed against the wall or not even that.
He kept walking until he reached the cell with bars there was an old man who seemed asleep or maybe not, Harry took the wand from him, began to hit the bars in front of him to wake him up when he saw him move and look at him.
—Charlus? — Grindelwald asked.
—No Grindelwald, I'm not my grandfather—Harry said.
Gellert stared at him studying the boy in front of him.
I notice that the boy in his prime resembled his grandfather Charlus, tall, healthy and athletic complexion, sharp face with high cheekbones and unruly hair.
Although she noticed a difference in his eyes, he did not have the characteristic browns of the Potters, but bright green eyes that shone with as much intensity as an AK, like his lightning-shaped scar, he stared at the scar and was surprised. .
"It was possible" he thought as he recognized the type of scar.
—You must be a powerful wizard, child—said Gellert—if you're a Potter, I'm not surprised, very powerful magical blood linked to wolves for centuries, but now I wonder what you're doing here seeking the advice of an old man like me, a person Normally I would think you would turn to Albus.
—Let's say that these days he and I disagree on many things
—I can understand he was always the kind of man who tries to "guide" others regardless of whether he has to manipulate or influence those people to achieve his ends
—My problems with Dumbledore aside—Harry dismissed—I need your help.
—what kind of help specifically
—tactics, spells, curses, all the information you can give me to fight and survive this war, but above all, what the hell happens to me.
—War, eh, it´s complicated business I will tell you what after all it would not be to die taking all my secrets to the grave, well I have an idea of what could be happening but enlighten me tell me what happens to you think of me as your dark lord healer staff
—I try when casting enchantments or curses to place more power in them, but when i tried to force more power into my attacks...—
—You feel like your breath is getting short of breath and it feels like something is blocking your full potential—he described to which Harry nodded in understanding.
Despite being one of the best when they trained, Harry seemed to have a limit where when dueling overextended he would start to feel more agitated than normal and even get a sore chest which left him vulnerable to his opponent.
That made Harry very uneasy and he hadn't found an answer until today—it's no surprise with a bloody Horrocrux on your forehead fighting for control, your magic will be cut off.
That shocked and horrified Harry had a part of the cause of all the tragedies of his life inside him.
He felt nauseated then he saw a latrine in one of the cells he approaches the latrine, kneeling down he let out all his breakfast until he finally stopped vomiting.
—To be honest, I don't blame you, I would vomit too if someone's part of the soul was inside me—Gellert commented from his cell.
"It's not just because I'm a bloody Horcrux," Harry said, "but because of the soul that's inside me, Tom Marvolo Riddle's.
—What— Grindelwald said surprised—That little shit is still alive— Gellert muttered—oh shit— he growled—I told Dumbledore the last time I saw him, I told him "you have to kill that boy, he'll be someone worse than what he was I will sometime be”, said and done that bastard is doing all the shit he wants.
—Yeah and now I'm going to have to deal with the shit from him in a fucking shit sequel to the previous fucking war that took the ones I loved from me
—But I'm still intrigued, call it an old man's intrigue—Gellert affirmed—Why do you, a boy from a good family, with a more than respectable last name, want to wage what I suppose is a war because if you weren't, you'd be asking me for what you're asking for, you want to go to a war when you could easily transfer your fortune to some exotic part of the world take the ones you love and walk away, why?
—Because Tom Riddle was the cause of all the shit in my life—Harry began—he killed my parents which triggered a chain of events that ended with Dumbledore leaving me at my relatives door where every three days since I was four I received beatings that on many occasions they made me wish for death—Harry explained—but I kept going I stayed alive, when I entered Hogwarts he tried to kill me on multiple occasions, saving myself by pure luck, he killed my best friend in front of me a month ago and then I I use to recover his body, now he threatens everyone I love, that's why I'm going to kill him and his entire organization for giving me what I'm asking for.
Grindelwald stared into Harry's eyes for a few moments, he saw many things: anger, pain, hatred, suffering, but directed and focused; "This is not an aspiring dark lord, he is just like the rest of his family, he is a soldier on a mission" Gellert thought, smirking.
—There you have it, I'm sure you already made plans before they told you that you could come, right? you have made others think that you are trying to heal your pain when in reality you are forging it and using it in your favor
Harry didn't reply, but Gellert continued—you found an advantage in an unfortunate situation and now you use pain to get to the next level that turns pawns into kings.
— think you know about that? —Harry asked.
—You're right, so I hope you brought something to write with because child, with what I will teach you they will create you are an infernal monster but in reality you will be the same demon.
This is how the training started.